Chapter six

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It was 5:55AM, and Double Dee was already awake.

He decided to wake up the others.

"Rise and shine everyone!" Double Dee said.

Everyone shot out of bed.

"It's 5:56. We don't have time for breakfast, showers, or brushing our teeth, we have to get the hell out of here!"

Everyone got out of their room in their PJ's and they all went downstairs.

They were in a big room.

The room used to be a dining room, but they moved the dining room somewhere else. In the room, there were 32 seats, and a sign that hangs over the seats that says, THE NATIONAL SPELLING BEE.

It was 5:59 when everyone in the hotel piled in the room, and sat down.

There were over 200 people who were in the room. All of them were wearingpajamas..

Double Dee had butterflies in his stomach, but his friends were there to support him. Then, Double Dee forgot about how nervous he was.

"Hello, and welcome to the 77th annual of the Washington D.C. national spelling bee." The announcer said.

Everyone clapped loudly.

"You go, Double Dee!" Eddy said.

"You can do it!" Dea said.

"You can do this!" Marty said.

"He is the man!" Ed said.

"First up is Eddward."

Double Dee ran up to the microphone.

"Your first word is evaporate."

"Evaporate. E-V-A-P-O-R-A-T-E. Evaporate."

"That is correct." The announcer said.

Double Dee went back to his seat.

It was 6:49AM, and the spelling bee still continues. There was a little kid named Calvin. He's six, has a red, black striped T-shirt, black pants, yellow, spiky hair, he's six year old, red sneakers, and he's short. He's only 2'10".

He was also carrying a tiger named Hobbes.

Hobbes was his best friend.

In case you already guessed, Calvin has made a cameo appearance on this story.

"Your name is…Calvin, right?" The announcer asked.

"That's right." Calvin said.

"Your first word is…"

"I'm not going to spell a word, Hobbes is! He's got 'Mandibles of death'. He's also the dictionary." Calvin said.

"Alright, Hobbes. Your first word is phylum." Calvin held Hobbes close to the microphone, so Hobbes can spell the word.

Tick…tock…tick…tock… (I make a buzzing noise.)

"Sorry, Hobbes." The announcer said.

"You ran out of time."

Calvin ran to the announcer and said, "HAVE YOU GONE DEAF! HE SPELLED THE WORD WITH AMAZING SUCCESS! I've got my eye on you." Calvin said, as he got out off the room.

It was 7:10AM, and only Double Dee and the kid with the weird afro are left in the national spelling bee.

The kid with the weird afro went up to the microphone.

"Your word is judgment." The announcer said.

"Judgment. G…"

"Sorry, you misspelled it." The announcer said.

Sadly, the kids went up went back to his seat and Double Dee went up to the microphone.

He knew the word, but when he went up to the microphone, he choked.

He looked at every people in the audience.

Double Dee wiped the sweat from his forehead, and spelled the word.

"Judgment…J-U-D-G-M-E-N-T. Judgment."

"That is correct." The announcer said.

Everyone clapped loudly.

Double Dee won the national spelling bee.

25 minutes later...

"Wait to go, Idaho!" Ed said.

"Nice job!" Dea said.

"You outlived the bastards, huh Double Dee?" Eddy said.

"I'm so proud of you, Double Dee." Marty said.

Marty and Double Dee got closer, and closer, and closer, and they kissed.

They kissed like they never kissed before.

"AHEM!" Dea said.

Marty and Double Dee turned around and saw Dea, her arms crossed.

"What's with you? We're just kissing." Eddy said.

"What's with you Dean?" Marty said.

Dea covered Marty's mouth.

"Never say my real name in public!" Dea said. "My name is a boy's name!"

"What? Dean is your real name, right DEAN?"

Dea covered Marty's mouth again.

"Dean?" Eddy said, about to laugh.

Dea glared at Marty.

"I've been keeping that a secret even since we met." Marty said.

"I think It's about time to spread the word."

They celebrated in the hotel.

They ate cupcakes and soda.

Since Double Dee won the spelling bee, everyone celebrated by drinking soda, eat popcorn, and watch TV.

They were back in Peach Creek a week later.

"Cheers, to Double Dee, and me for finally getting my driver's license." Dea said.

"Dea, I think something's wrong with Eddy." Double Dee said.

"I don't know what's wrong with him, but he's acting strange. I'll go check it out." Dea said.

Dea walked over to Eddy who was in the corner.

There was a table of punch in the corner also.

When Dea walked over to Eddy, Eddy said, "Hey, this is an adult party! You're way too old for this crap!"

Then, Eddy laughed goofily.

Dea gasped.

"Guys, c'mere!" Everyone ran to Dea.

"What's going on?" Double Dee asked.

"Look at Eddy! He has dilated pupils…lost of balance…" Dea snapped her fingers in front of Eddy's face, and Eddy fell down.

"Yep…just as I thought! He's drunk!" Dea said.

"But how?" Dea found two bottles of wine on the floor.

She grabbed them.

Dea gasped.

"It's two bottles of dry wine." Everyone gasped.

"Eddy spiced up the punch?" Marty asked.

"Looks like it." Dea said.

"Hey, where'd he go?" Eddy went out the hotel room.

"Eddy took my car keys!" Dea said.

"C'mon, we have to stop him!"

Everyone ran downstairs, and out the house, to the house parking lot.

They saw Eddy with Dea's car.

The car was a yellow mustang. Eddy got in the car.

Dea opened the car door, and she saw Eddy putting the car keys in the ignition.

"Eddy, don't!" Dea said.

Dea got in the car, and so did everyone else.

"Eddy, you can't drive!" Dea said, but Eddy wouldn't listen, he started the car, and drove the car on his own.

Moments later, Eddy was asleep, with his foot on the gas pedal.

Everyone was on the highway. Dea tried to pull Eddy's foot.

"I can't move his foot, it's stuck!" Dea said, grunting.

"Looks like It's up to me."

"But Dea! Why?" Double Dee asked.

"Yeah, why!" Ed said.

"Because I'm 16, I just got my driver's license, and I'm the only person in this group who can drive."

Dea grabbed the steering wheel.

"Marty, get me a sandwich from my purse, Ed, get me a bottle of water, and somebody PLEASE…get Eddy's foot OFF THE FREAKIN' GAS PEDAL!"

The car was going at 90 mph and counting.

"Dea, slow down!" Double Dee said.

"Yeah, make the car slow as a turtle." Ed said.

"I CAN'T!" Dea said.

"What ever you do, don't let go Eddy's foot!" Marty said.

Dea gave Marty a shocking look.

"Like I have a choice." She said.

The car was going to crash into a grocery store.

Dea was going to do a U turn, but it was too late.

CRASH!

The car crashed into the grocery store.

Please R&R, and pray that the Eds and the others are okay.