Here's the deal. I don't know what to do next. The plot of the story came to me with a few details, but how the Eds would try to find out which one of them Nazz likes I have two. I'll do one for this two weeks (I'm trying to have a two week deadline), but I need some ideas from you guys, please? So on with this biweekly show! Oh! I don't own Ed, Edd and Eddy, I don't think I said that in the last chapter. Oh, well. One last thing. Thanks for the reviews again, and curse you Zach I mean Mr. ZAP, revealing my secret identity in that review.
The Eds walked back out of the bathroom and gazed upon the scene they had last left. About half the kids were having fun. Nazz, Jimmy, Rolf, Plank and Jonny were all dancing having a good time. Rolf had been conscious for a while now and now changed partners from Ed to Johnny and Plank (Plank didn't actually dance, he sort of swung around in Johnny's grasp.) The Kankers weren't that happy. They were gulping down punch like drunken sailors. Kevin was annoyed that we hasn't dancing with Nazz, like Jimmy was, but obviously just as friends.
"Like Nazz thinks of you," a voice said in his head. "Shut up." He whispered back.
"She just made you DJ so you wouldn't be able to dance with her," the voice continued to taunt, "Shut up!" he yelled in his head.
Sarah was annoyed that Jimmy was dancing and she didn't want to. She just played with her dolls very tempted to rip the heads off Jimmy's fluffy bunny, Mr. Yum-yum the second. This is when the Eds returned.
"Quick gentlemen, act natural. Make sure you tell no one or even suggest the fact that you know that Nazz might like you," Double dee whispered to his friends. Too late. Eddy was standing on one of the fold-up chairs waving his arms to get everyone's attention.
"Good afternoon folks, all you cool cats, and Kevin, havn' fun?" Eddy shouted as if he was a big rock star about to play some awesome song.
"Any way I got a big secret that I want to announce! A little birdie told me that Na-"
He was cut off when his fellow Eds folded up the chair that he was standing on and he got clamped inside. Luckily, not one kid was paying attention to Eddy.
"We have to find this out subtly, Eddy. How would you feel if Kevin shouted that you liked Nazz to the heavens, even if she liked you? I can not stress this enough, this has to be subtle," Double dee stressed upon the part of Eddy's head sticking out of the fold-up chair.
"Fine, we'll do it your way. Then we can do it my way. Now would you be so kind to GET ME OUT OF THIS THING!" Eddy roared as the chair hopped around in Ed's hands.
"Then can we do it my way?" Ed asked grinning.
"No!" was his best friends immediate response.
"So what do you want to do, mister-I-know-the-best-way-to-know-which-one-of us-Nazz-likes?" Eddy snapped.
"I have an idea, but I must go back to my house to get something. It'll take five minutes. Do you think Nazz would notice my temporary absence?" he replied.
"No, just go on, we'll wait for you."
"Oh, are you going to go to the plant of the dreaded chicken catcher and escape with just your life from the evil child of the park bench?"
"Park bench? That the best you can come up with?" Eddy grunted. "Hey, were did Sock-head go?" Double dee had apparently left.
"Oh I know Eddy! I know!"
"What is it Ed? Did he go to the planet of bacon men to get the marrow sucked from his big head, or did he travel back in time to kill the evil Gurglpax, or did he go to eat some butter toast!"
"Erm…no? He just went to his house to get what he said he was going to get. Eddy, are you feeling okay? Besides you can't kill the Gurglpax in the day. Duh, Eddy," Ed then did his typical Ed laugh.
"But Ed, if you go back in time to fight the Gurglpax, then wouldn't it not matter what time of day you enter the time stream but what time you came out?" Double dee stated in matter-a-fact tone seemingly out of now where.
"What took you so long? What did ya' get?" Eddy eyed him somewhat eagerly. Double dee rummaged in his pocket and pulled out a small bottle.
"Truth serum! I had concocted it a month ago but haven't found a really important use until now. It makes who ever drinks it tell the truth, and is very highly suggestible. We can lace this in some punch and give it to Nazz and take her away from the crowd so she won't be embarrassed when we ask her which of us she has fallen for," Double dee said quite proud of himself.
"So your plan is to drug Nazz into telling us that I am the one she has the hots for. I must be rubbing off on you, Double dee," Eddy smirked.
"What! Drug? Oh my, that's illegal! I have to revise my plan immediately. I can't believe I thought of such a horrible plan, much less actually considered it!" he panicked and spaz that he was about to do something incriminating, not to mention intoxicate Nazz in to a suggestive state. While he continued to shock himself at his own inability to see what he was doing he didn't realize that Eddy had already taken the truth serum and put it in a cup of punch and walked over to the dancing Nazz.
"Punch?" Eddy offered. "You look absolutely barched." He smiled suggestively.
"It's parched, Eddy," Double dee said snapping back to the world around him. Then he realized want Eddy was doing.
"Why thank you Eddy, but I'm not thirsty," she said smiling, but then she glanced at Jimmy who was panting with all the dancing he was doing.
"You okay little dude? Here, Eddy brought you some punch," Nazz said offering the cup to Jimmy who took it gladly and chugged it as daintily as one can chug.
"Jimmy, no!" all three Eds cried. Ed even jumped on Jimmy to make him stop drinking.
"Good gracious, Jimmy. Are you alright?" Double dee asked concerned.
"No. I have been just tackled to the ground by Ed and I got my pants that I got two weeks ago dirty with grass stains. I now will have to labor to get them out. Also the punch wasn't that well as I despise the flavor cherry. My butt slightly itches but I can't tell anyone because that would be inappropriate, my hair has been put out of place, I hate my retainer, I caught my parents arguing again, I don't have many friends at school except for Sarah, and she's a bit bossy. I want to keep dancing but my weak and fragile frame prevents me from attempting more then a few hours. No, I am not alright," Jimmy said almost if rehearsed in is high-pitched voice.
Every kid in the cul-de-sac stared at Jimmy. He looked back as if he hadn't noticed the long ramblings he had just stated.
"You don't like the punch?" Nazz asked trying to break the awkward silence, not caring the much whether or not if he really did.
"It is cherry flavored, and not only that a little too tangy and sweet. It tastes as if you put too much sugar in it and –
"Okay we get it Jimmy. Put a sock in it why don't ya'," Eddy interrupted not wanting Jimmy to go on another tangent. Jimmy shook his head.
"Where am I?" Jimmy asked while the Eds slinked away from the crowd. The crowd started to lose their interest and either went back to dancing or being bored or being a board.
"Well that was just stupid Double dee! It completely didn't work," Eddy said highly annoyed at the failure.
"Well the concoction worked fine, with a few bugs to work out. I didn't expect that I would really be able to make a working drug seeing how this is a kids show, but still I'm glad it wasn't tested on Nazz. Oh my, I haven't even given it my minimum three tests. I'm becoming careless recently," Double dee rambled, the other Eds ignoring mostly what he was saying.
"That drink had bugs in it? That would be a good drink for Sheldon," Ed said almost thoughtfully, not that what he was saying was smart.
"Ed, how could that fish carcass even drink?" Double dee asked rhetorically.
"Shut up, any way it's my turn to think of a plan," Eddy said already beginning to scheme.
Hope this one compares to the others. I personally don't like it as much, but I'm not you guys. I'm sending it to my personal editor. Remember, I kind of need ideas, considering I don't think of anything in the next two weeks. Okay, my editor has no Internet, or it's broken, or something.