The Twilight Ed

by bestezrealeuw

A Story from the now long gone user ScarySpikender, the author of the popular story "Forfeit" Original Description below. It was never finished, "Kevin: the blowblack is the final chapter." Thirteen strange tales from a plane beyond our own. The kids of Peach Creek will never be the same after stumbling into... The Twilight Zone.

7. Kevin: The Blowback

Author's Note: Greetings, and welcome to the next entry of The Twilight Ed. Per Yoshermon's advice, I went back and changed the abundant name-dropping that I was unconsciously doing, which should make the chapters read a bit better. This entry is a lot longer than the others, but I think none of you will mind that much. Now we finally join everyone's favorite jock Kevin as he too experiences the strange happenings of the Twilight Zone...

You unlock this door with the key of imagination, beyond it is another dimension...

…a dimension of sound

...a dimension of sight

…a dimension of mind.

You are moving into a land of both shadow and substance...

… of things and ideas.

You've just crossed over into...

The Twilight Zone.

MONDAY

"Well, this blows," Kevin remarked in a melancholy tone as he and Nazz walked out of their English class side by side. The two of them walked to the side of the door and stopped, allowing the rest of class to file out of the room and head to their lockers. He stared down at a paper that his teacher had handed out that outlined an assignment that he wasn't thrilled about having to do at all. He couldn't help but scan over the heading that read 'Life Experience Essay" at the top one more time, and he also couldn't help but roll his eyes and drop his arms to his side. He would much rather go home and do something exciting, but he knew that this essay would likely take up his whole week. After all, it was due next Monday, and he knew that if he procrastinated, he would end up not writing the paper at all.

Kevin, age twelve, is a boy who is admired by many, if not for his athleticism and skill at all manner of sports, then for his cool and level-headed demeanor. Dubbed by his peers as the coolest person they know, Kevin always manages to maintain a perfect image of what a preteen boy should be, by any measurable standard. As suave and cocksure as Kevin can be, however, there is one thing that can change this mellow boy into a raging madman, and that's three boys whom he has dubbed "dorks". In the presence of these so-called dorks, Kevin cannot help but lose his cool demeanor and revert to anger and violence. Keeping this fury under control will prove a difficult task for Kevin in the coming week, in more ways than one.

"Don't sweat it, dude," Nazz said soothingly as she smiled at Kevin, who still seemed to be dreading having to write the essay. "If you read the whole page, it says it only has to be five pages," she pointed out as she carefully placed the paper she had received into a bright blue notebook.

"Doesn't change the fact that writing this thing is gonna be snoresville," Kevin answered before folding up the instruction page and tucking it into his pocket.

"Yeah, I know it'll be kind of boring to write, but all you gotta do is pace yourself," Nazz explained as she began to walk away from the classroom, Kevin quickly walking beside her. "Just write a page every night for the next week, and it'll go by in no time," she suggested, Kevin nodding in response. "I mean, that's how I'm gonna do it anyway."

"I guess it's not a bad idea," Kevin answered as the two of them passed by Jonny, who was rummaging around in his locker. He studied the bald boy for a moment

as they walked past before turning his attention back to Nazz. "Anyway, I was thinking we could go cruising after school on my bike," he suggested before stuffing his hands in his pockets. "I just got a bunch of new parts for it and fixed it up real nice, and it's just begging to be taken for a spin," he explained as Nazz giggled.

"Sounds like a rad idea, Kev," Nazz responded as she pulled her notebook tightly to her chest. Further up the hallway from the two chatting preteens were Ed, Edd, and Eddy, who were currently bunched around Edd's locker. Ed and Eddy were snorting in laughter quietly as Edd stood in front of his locker with an exasperated expression plastered on his face.

"Honestly, Eddy, I only wish I was privy as to why you even wanted me to slip these horrid things into the school," Edd remarked as he tried his best to keep a pile of multicolored water balloons he had stashed in his locker from falling out.

"That's for me and Ed to know and for you to keep your mouth shut about, sockhead," Eddy answered as he peeked out from around the door to Edd's locker to make sure the coast was clear. His eyes went wide when he spotted Kevin and Nazz walking down the hallway and heading straight toward them.

"Oh boy, maybe Nazz and Kevin will want to help us!" Ed exclaimed loudly, causing Eddy to panic and slap his hand over Ed's mouth.

"Are you trying to tell the whole school about this, lumpy?" Eddy asked angrily before shoving Ed out of sight behind the door to Edd's locker. Eddy turned to face Edd and pushed him toward the water balloons. "What are you waiting for? Shut your stupid locker before Kevin and Nazz see the balloons and go squeal to the principle!" he ordered before staring back down the hallway at the two approaching kids.

"No need to be so pushy..." Edd complained under his breath before stuffing his hands in the locker and pushing the water balloons as hard as he could. Eddy bit his hand in fear as Kevin and Nazz drew closer and closer, both of them chatting and laughing.

"What's taking ya?" Eddy questioned as he looked back over at a red-faced Edd.

"These... balloons... can't... too many..." Edd huffed out as he struggled to stuff the balloons into his locker, his feet slowly skidding across the floor from the weight of the water balloons. Eddy began to jump up and down in alarm, fear and desperation shooting through every fiber of his body.

"Darn it, scoot over, noodle arms!" Eddy ordered as he suddenly rushed forward and began to aid Edd in pushing the balloons into the locker. Edd and Eddy both put all their weight into it, both of them feeling the balloons pushing back against them, as if they were desperately trying to escape the confines of Edd's locker. Despite their best efforts, the two of them just couldn't manage to squeeze the water balloons back into the locker; Ed began to panic himself upon seeing how close Nazz and Kevin were to them.

"Here comes the Ed train!" Ed proclaimed before running toward Edd and Eddy. He slammed himself into their backs, causing water balloons to rocket out of the locker and onto the floor behind them.

"And maybe I'll even show you some cool new tricks 1-"

"Kevin, look out!" Nazz warned as she stopped in her tracks and pointed in front of the distracted boy.

"Wha-" was all Kevin managed to get out as he felt his foot step on something plastic. His foot went flying backwards as he slipped up on a water balloon, which rocketed up the hallway behind him and slammed into the back of Jonny's head, causing him to whirl around in surprise. Kevin's face slammed into a pile of water balloons that were on the floor of the hallway, Nazz and the Eds watching in horror as they exploded all over his face.

"Oh my..." Edd sputtered out as he examined Kevin, whose face was lying in a puddle of water. The Eds stood by idly, each of them more than a little scared, as

Nazz ran forward and got down on her knees beside Kevin.

"Are you alright?" Nazz asked in a concerned tone as she lightly touched Kevin's back. Her hand recoiled away from Kevin when he suddenly gripped the floor with his hands and pushed his face off of the floor; she could see that his entire front side was soaked in water, and, worst of all, his battered face, which had a few balloon fragments clinging to it, had an expression of indescribable rage. She followed his gaze and saw the objects of his fury: Ed, Edd, and Eddy. The Eds stared back at Kevin with a mixture of shock and terror, all of them fearing what Kevin would do in reprisal.

"Whoa, Plank, did you see the way Kevin's face smacked into those balloons?" Jonny asked loud enough for Kevin to hear as he looked down at his wooden friend.

"Kevin, let's just get to class..." Nazz suggested in a tiny voice, knowing that any word could set him off. Kevin looked at her, one of his eyes twitching a little, before looking back at the Eds, who were still frozen in place next to Edd's locker. Eddy was the first to move, and he slowly removed his hands from inside of Edd's locker, a few water balloons spilling out and falling beside his feet as he did so.

Kev..."

Eddy said in a fake friendly voice as he gave a nervous grin. "P-Pretty f-funny, huh?" he asked as he felt his back hit the locker behind him. Edd and Eddy whirled around in a panic when Ed suddenly started laughing dumbly.

"Yeah, it was hilarious!" Ed declared before laughing even harder. Kevin suddenly pounded his fist into the floor; that was the last straw.

"Dorks!" Kevin screamed in fury as he launched himself from his prone position and toward the Eds.

"Not the face!" Eddy pleaded as Kevin slammed his palm into Eddy's cheek and slammed his face into the locker so hard that his head literally burst through it.

Kevin then turned toward Edd, whose face turned ghost-white.

"Please see reason, it was an accident!" Edd pleaded as he began to turn away to run. Kevin suddenly grabbed Edd's wrist and forced it inside of his locker. He then slammed the locker shut on Edd's hand and quickly slapped the lock closed on it. "Yeowch!" Edd yelped as he tugged on his arm, furiously trying to remove his hand from the crushing pain of the locker door.

"Pain bad for Ed!" Ed exclaimed as he backed away in fear from Kevin, who had turned his attention to the trembling boy.

"Wrong, dork, pain good for Ed!" Kevin answered before rearing his fist back and sending it rocketing into Ed's stomach, causing the bigger boy to double over in pain.

"My tummy..." Ed moaned before collapsing to the floor, his hands gripping his stomach in agony. Kevin then backed up a few steps from the Eds, each of them crying for help and yelling in pain from their predicaments.

"You dorks should watch what you're doing next time," Kevin commented before spitting on the floor in front of Ed, who was still moaning from Kevin's punch to his of his face as he began to cool off, the sight of the Eds in pain soothing the humiliation he had just suffered. "What the-" he said in surprise as someone suddenly grabbed him by the arm and began to pull him away from the Eds. He turned his head and saw that the culprit was Nazz. "What's up?" he asked, not sure of why Nazz was tugging on his arm.

"Just come on," Nazz answered, although her voice certainly wasn't as upbeat as it had been only moments before. Although hesitant at first, Kevin finally allowed Nazz to pull him away from the three boys he had injured and into the lunchroom. She pulled him over into a corner of the lunchroom, trying her best to ignore the gazes of some of the other students, who were all looking at the soaked and battered boy that stood next to her. "Kevin..."

Nazz began as she stared up at Kevin, who was currently gazing over at the Kanker sisters in anger; they were all guffawing and pointing over at him, some of their food spilling out of their mouths as they did so. "Ignore them, just listen to me," she said, causing Kevin to turn back toward her.

"Alright, what is it?" Kevin asked, hating the fact that people were staring and laughing at him.

"I can't believe what you did to the Eds back there," Nazz stated, causing Kevin to arch an eyebrow at her. "It was just... horrible. How could you hurt them like that?" she questioned, causing Kevin's mouth to fall open.

"What do you mean?" he asked, obviously taken aback by Nazz's seeming defense of the Eds. "Did you not see what those losers did to me? Not only did they make me fall onto those stupid water balloons, they humiliated me in front of everybody!" he exclaimed, anger rising up from within him.

"Jonny was the only other person out there with us," Nazz shot back, causing Kevin to sigh and don a smug smile.

"Yeah, Jonny was the only one out there with us, but he ain't the only one who knows about it," he remarked before crossing his arms. Nazz peered around Kevin and looked out into the lunchroom at all the other students, mentally smacking herself in the face.

"Okay, I'm sorry that I dragged you in here and in front of all these people," she apologized before sighing. "But that still doesn't excuse what you did to the Eds! You seriously overreacted, dude, it was just an accident!"

"An accident?" Kevin asked incredulously. "Wake up, Nazz! Those dorks hurt you all the time too! Heck, they've hurt all of us at some point!" he shouted loudly.

" Kevin... "

Nazz whispered in a low voice as she looked over into the lunchroom, seeing that everyone was even more interested in Kevin now that he was yelling at her.

"Come on, you have to admit that I'm right," Kevin stated as Nazz mulled it over in her head.

'Look... you... you do have a point," she finally said after a moment of silence, eliciting a slight smile out of Kevin, who was happy to see that Nazz agreed with his assessment of the Eds.

"It still doesn't mean that you have to hurt them like that," she reasoned, causing Kevin's smile to disappear just as quickly as it had appeared.

"But the Eds-"

"I know that the Eds hurt you, but I don't care if it was on purpose or by accident, you should've been the bigger man and just walked away from them," Nazz stated. Kevin's mouth turned into a thin line. He didn't understand why Nazz was saying this; the Eds were complete losers who deserved anything that came their way. The fact that Nazz couldn't see this just didn't make any sense to him.

"So you're basically telling me that I should just let those dweebs walk all over me?" Kevin asked, causing Nazz to shake her head.

"I'm telling you to stop letting the things they do get to you. You've got to learn to turn the other cheek and control your anger," Nazz explained, although it was clear Kevin still wasn't convinced. "At least try it for this week..."

"I don't... but... I don't know..." Kevin stuttered. He wasn't thrilled with her suggestion at all; in fact, it honestly kind of frightened him. He didn't know if he could walk away from the Eds if they did something to him, even if it was something as minor as calling him a name or something. And she wanted him to endure such a torture for an entire week.

"Please Kevin? Can you do it for me?" Nazz pleaded as she batted her eyelashes at him, knowing that she could possibly use her charms to convince him. Kevin sighed and looked away for a moment, still fighting a mental battle with himself. He could still feel the sting of humiliation from seeing Ed laugh at him in the hallway like it was some kind of funny little joke, as well as feel the embarrassment of being dragged into the lunchroom, soaked from head to toe, and have to bear the stares and laughs of every student in the lunchroom, including those rotten Kanker sisters. He suddenly sucked in a deep breath of air, trying to brush away these thoughts and slip them under the rug. Nazz was asking him to try something for her, and he wasn't about to let her down for the second time that day.

"You know what?" Kevin stated as he turned to her, a little smile on his face "I think I'll give it a try" Nazz's face lit up at Kevin's answer, and a grin spread across her cheeks.

"Seriously, dude? You really mean it?" she asked, more than a little shocked that Kevin would actually agree to her suggestion.

"Of course… maybe I have been a little hot-headed when dealing with the dor- I mean... the Eds in the past, but I'll try being a little nicer and just walking away from them," Kevin laid out as Nazz bit her bottom lip in a mixture of happiness and disbelief.

"Thank you so much," Nazz said before laying her hand on Kevin's shoulder, causing him to blush a little. He attempted to hide it from her, but Nazz saw the red on his cheeks and couldn't help but blush a

little herself.

"It's no big deal..."

Kevin answered before rubbing the back of his neck. "Anyway, let's just go get lunch and sit down with Rolf, Sarah, and Jimmy," he recommended as he moved out of Nazz's way. "Ladies

first," he said before smiling. Nazz giggled and walked toward the lunch line, Kevin quickly following her. He was delighted to see Nazz so happy now; he knew he had done the right thing by agreeing to

walk away from the Eds for the coming week. He knew it would be tough, but he figured it was only for a week; how many times could the Eds honestly screw around with him in only a week?

Kevin scooted up to his desk in a wooden chair and stared down at a blank piece of loose leaf paper that laid in front of him. It was dark outside, so Kevin had to rely on the light from his lamp, which

illuminated his entire bedroom in a shade of yellowish light. He sighed as he grabbed hold of a number two pencil that was sitting next to the paper. He brought the pencil to the upper right corner of the

paper and wrote his name as well as the class that the assignment was for, English in this case. He then neatly wrote "My Life Experience Essay" at the top; he knew it wasn't a creative title at all, but he

just honestly was hoping to pull at least a C with this paper, so he certainly wasn't aiming very high. He brought the pencil to the first line and stopped, the tip of the pencil hovering a few millimeters over

the paper. He wasn't sure of what to write at all. The assignment called for him to write about something in his life that had a huge effect on him, but he wasn't sure of what to choose from his life.

She suddenly popped into his mind. The girl who had been his friend for a while now. The girl who lit up his day every time he saw her. He figured since they didn't have to read the essay in front of the

class, he would go ahead and write about someone who really did have an effect on his life: Nazz. With his best friend in mind, the pencil finally began to move across the once empty piece of paper, his

simple words and sentences soon filling it up fairly quickly. As Kevin reached the halfway point of the page, he smiled a little; this essay was going to be a piece of cake.

TUESDAY

"I told ya I fixed her up nice," Kevin bragged as he cruised down the sidewalk on his bicycle, Nazz riding on the handlebars.

"You totally did, this has been a really smooth ride," Nazz answered as she looked back at Kevin, who looked completely at ease. The school came into view as Kevin rounded a corner, and a little smile appeared on his face.

'Looks like we're finally here," Kevin announced as Nazz turned back around and saw the school as well.

"Aw, I wish we could've cruised a bit longer," Nazz said as she opened up her notebook to make sure all of her assignments were ready to be turned in.

"Don't sweat it, babe, we can always go cruising again after school," Kevin assured her, causing her to turn around and beam at him, Kevin returning her radiant smile.

Kevin stared down at the sheet full of math equations, trying his best to wrap his head around the many different symbols and numbers. He leaned down toward the paper and scribbled a few steps as well as a solution down, although he wasn't completely sure if any of it was right. He just wanted to receive some sort of credit, regardless of whether he was right or not. He took a moment to look around his Math class, curious as to what everyone else was doing. In front of him was Rolf, who seemed to be panicking over the math assignment in front of him. Kevin couldn't help but grin a little, finding his friend's fear a bit on the funny side; it was just like Rolf to freak out in all of his classes, mostly because a lot of the stuff in school seemed to confuse the heck out of him.

Kevin then turned his gaze to his side; Nazz sat beside him, and she seemed completely concentrated on her work, writing answers down every few seconds. He then reluctantly turned his gaze behind him, his eyes falling upon Ed, Edd, and Eddy. Ed seemed to be doodling some pictures on the math sheet in front of him, while Edd, of course, was already done with the work and seemed to be waiting patiently for the teacher to come around and collect it. He then singled out Eddy in his vision, and was a bit surprised to see that Eddy was staring back at him, a smug expression on his face. Kevin couldn't help but mouth "dork" at Eddy, causing Eddy's grin to widen a little. Kevin then turned away from Eddy and went back to his work, knowing that he was just stalling so he didn't have to do it. He focused his attention on the next problem on the sheet, and the gears in his head began to turn as he worked over the solution in his head.

Kevin's train of thought screeched to a halt when he felt something hit the back of his head and then bounce off. He whirled around in his seat and instantly looked at Eddy, who was tapping his desk in boredom and staring off into the distance. Kevin then looked down at the floor and spotted a balled up piece of paper. He quickly reached down and snatched it up before turning back around in his desk. He uncurled the sheet of paper and straightened it out, and he was actually surprised to find writing inside of it. He adjusted himself in his seat and leaned forward to get a better look at the writing, which was

warped and twisted from the many creases in the paper. "Incoming..."

Kevin whispered to himself. He furrowed his brow, not knowing what it meant.

Kevin was suddenly bombarded by paper balls, which ricocheted off the back of his head and his back and went falling all over his desk and all over the floor. He whirled around and looked over at the Eds;

Ed and Eddy were giggling to themselves, trying their best to keep their laughter quiet so that the teacher wouldn't hear them, and Edd was sitting next to the two jokers shaking his head in disappointment.

Kevin gripped the back of his seat tightly, and he began to feel hot under his collar. He so badly wanted to just get out of his seat and go teach the Eds a lesson in pain, but he knew he couldn't do it. Not only because the teacher was sitting there, but he had also made a promise to Nazz, and he wasn't about to go and beat their tails right in front of her. So Kevin merely turned back around in his seat, trying his best to keep his anger to himself but finding it very difficult.

Luckily for Kevin, the rest of class flew by, and he soon heard the ringing of the bell and the quick shuffling of feet as people got out of their desks and headed out of the room.

"At last, Rolf has been released from this mishmash of numbers and letters," Rolf said in relief as he stood up from his desk and turned to Kevin and Nazz.

"Tell me about it, Rolf, this class is killing me," Kevin replied as he stood up and got out of his desk, his feet kicking a few paper balls across the floor as he did so.

"Hey, what's with all the rolled up paper around your desk?" Nazz asked as she stared down at the numerous spheres of white.

"I don't want to talk about it," Kevin answered as a frown appeared on his face. "Let's just get out of her and get to our next class," he suggested, illiciting a nod from both Rolf and Nazz.

"Yes, Rolf is very eager to learn about the world in history!" Rolf proclaimed as the three of them began to move through the desks and toward the door. "Perhaps we will finally get to talk about Rolf's home country and its past," he wondered aloud as Nazz smiled up at him and Kevin crossed his arms.

"That would be so rad!" Nazz exclaimed as she and Rolf exited through the doorway to the classroom. As soon as Kevin walked out behind them, a paper ball smacked into his right cheek and bounced off before landing lightly on the waxed floor of the hallway. He turned to his right in shock, and Eddy's smiling face came into his view.

"Whoops, looks like I forgot one!" Eddy taunted before bursting out into laughter. Ed, who was standing right beside him, quickly joined in on Eddy's laughter, and Edd watched in fear from behind his two friends, knowing that what they were doing only served to tick Kevin off. Kevin's hands balled up into fists and they began to shake at his sides. "Uh Oh, Ed, I think Kevin's gonna blow a fuse in his chin!" Eddy joked before laughing so hard that tears began to gather in his eyes.

"That's it, dorky, I'm gonna take this paper ball and jam it up your nose!" Kevin declared before snatching the paper ball up off of the floor and stomping toward Eddy, his face beet red with fury.

"Run for it, Ed!" Eddy shouted as he and Ed turned to run. Kevin caught Eddy by his collar and yanked him backwards before whirling the shorter boy around to face him. He wrapped his hand around Eddy's neck and held him still, ready to make good on his promise to jam the wad of paper up his pudgy little nose. Kevin suddenly made himself stop when he felt eyes on him, other than the scared eyes of the Eds, of course. Kevin slowly turned his head around, and his gaze fell upon Nazz and Rolf, who watched from a few yards behind him. Rolf had an expression of slight amusement on his face, while Nazz had an expression of disappointment on hers. Kevin's throat tightened when he realized what he had to do. He huffed before turning his attention back to Eddy, who was staring up at him in terror.

"See you around, Eddy," Kevin managed to grunt out before releasing Eddy's neck from his grip, dropping the paper ball on the ground, and then turning around and walking toward Rolf and Nazz. Eddy looked after Kevin in bewilderment, not understanding why Kevin had let him go without hitting him. "Am I imagining things, or did Kevin just let you go without severely injuring you first?" Edd asked as he walked up behind Eddy, Ed quickly joining the two of them at their sides.

"Heh, he must've realized that he just couldn't bring himself to hurt a face this beautiful" Eddy reasoned as he stood up straight and popped his collar.

"Yeah, Eddy is beautiful like a cute little kitty cat!" Ed proclaimed as he snatched Eddy up and began petting him, much to Eddy's dismay and Edd's slight amusement.

"I'm proud of you for walking away like that... you know that, right?" Nazz asked as she looked over at Kevin, who was staring at the floor, an indescribable expression on his face.

"Yeah... yeah, I know..." Kevin answered, although it was clear he wasn't thrilled about leaving Eddy without punishing him first.

"Yes, Rolf is very proud of hot-head Kevin as well!" Rolf chimed in as he adjusted his book on his shoulder, which he was holding on to by a single leather strap that was attached to it.

Yes, Rolf is very proud of hot-head Kevin as well!" Rolf chimed in as he adjusted his bookbag on his shoulder which he was holding on to by a single leather strap that was attached to it. "Rolf expected to see pancakes made out of the Ed-boys!" he added, causing Kevin to chuckle.

"Well it wasn't easy... that jerk Eddy just had to go and ruin my day with his stupid paper balls," Kevin lamented as he crossed his arms.

"Hey, don't think about it too much and it will just fade into the background," Nazz reassured him as the three of them stopped outside of the doorway to their history class. Kevin's eyes widened in surprise when Nazz suddenly wrapped her arms around him and gave him a tight little hug; he quickly recovered from his shock and returned her hug, Rolf looking on in amusement.

"What was that for?" Kevin asked with a smirk as Nazz released him.

"Just a little something for keeping your promise, dude," she answered before giggling. Kevin blushed again and Rolf chuckled to himself as the three of them hurried into their history class and took their seats.

Kevin's pencil moved carefully between the blue lines that divided up the paper in front of him. He had started on the second page of his essay a few moments before, and once again his pencil seemed to have a life of its own, moving quickly across the paper as ideas flooded out from his head onto the paper. It made sense that his paper would be easy to write, and he never actually used Nazz's name in the paper, so he knew he was safe from the teacher knowing who he was talking about. He was once again thankful that he wouldn't have to read it in front of the class, knowing that Nazz would realize that he had written about her.

His cheerful and blissful thoughts about Nazz suddenly began to melt away as the memory of Ed and Eddy's shenanigans earlier that day flooded into his head. He had listened to Nazz and moved on from physically hurting them, but he couldn't help but still feel the sting of anger as he remembered Eddy taking him for a chump and throwing those stupid little wads of paper at him. He didn't realize it as he sat there in thought, but his grip on his pencil was slowly tightening. He felt like marching over to Eddy's house, ripping him away from whatever he was doing, and pounding the living day lights out of him.

Snap.

Kevin looked down at the pencil that was in his hand saw that he had accidentally snapped it in two. "Dang it..." Kevin

muttered in annoyance before discarding the broken pencil in a little trash can that he kept next to his desk. He then

opened up a drawer on his desk and grabbed another pencil before closing it shut. Even though he hated wasting that pencil like that, the anger that was there only seconds before had dissipated, so he decided not to dwell on it anymore and instead focus on finishing the second page of his paper

WEDNESDAY

The doors to the lunchroom opened as Kevin, Nazz, and Rolf stepped through them, happy expressions plastered on each of their faces. "No way, Rolf, I am not gonna be your math tutor," Kevin said to the taller boy as the three of them strolled toward their usual lunch table.

"Come now, Rolf must pass his adding and subtracting numbers class, and, without assistance, Rolf fears that he is not up to the task of earning a good grade," Rolf lamented as they walked past the Kanker sisters, who were all pigging out on some lunches they had packed for themselves. "Rolf only wishes that doodling the numbers was as easy as herding goats!" he exclaimed, causing Kevin and Nazz to laugh.

"If you really want help with math, you should just ask Double D, he's a whiz at math," Nazz suggested as Rolf nodded. Kevin's happy expression dampened a little, Nazz's mentioning of Edd only reminding him of his hatred for him and his friends.

"Of course, but the hat-wearing Ed-boy is a whiz at everything that has to do with stretching the mind, is he not?" Rolf stated as the three of them took seats next to Sarah and Jimmy.

"How's it going, guys?" Nazz asked as she looked over at Sarah and Jimmy.

"Nothing too exciting," Sarah answered as she opened up her lunchbox and pulled out a wrapped up turkey sandwich and a box of grape juice. "But me and Jimmy did paint a really cool picture of the cul-de-sac in art!" she explained as Jimmy smiled opened up his lunchbox.

"Yeah, you should help us hang it up on Sarah's wall after school!" Jimmy suggested, causing Nazz to smile at the young boy.

"Of course I will, little dude! Besides, I'd really like to see this painting, I'm sure it's beautiful," Nazz answered before turning to Kevin and Rolf.

"Hey, are you two hungry?" Kevin asked as he readied himself to get up. "I mean, we should probably go get something to eat from the lunch line," he added.

"I'm not really all that hungry, but you can go get something if you want," Nazz answered before shrugging. Kevin nodded and turned his attention to Rolf.

"Rolf ate a large and bountiful breakfast this morning, and Rolf fears that if he eats anymore his belly will pop like a pig stomach stuffed with too many raspberries!" Rolf explained, Kevin raising an eyebrow at Rolf's explanation but nodding none-the-less.

"Suit yourselves, but I'm starved," Kevin commented before standing up from his seat. "Don't have too much fun without me," he said before heading toward the lunch line, leaving Nazz, Rolf, Jimmy, and Sarah to chat amongst themselves. Kevin strolled leisurely up to the lunch line, grabbed a lunch tray, and then got behind Jonny, who was currently looking over the selection of foods that were available.

"Come on, Plank, I'm totally feeling like cheese pizza today," Jonny stated before looking down at Plank. "But why can't I just get the cheese pizza and you get the tater tots?" he inquired, causing Kevin to sigh in annoyance.

"Can you get a move on, Jonny? I'm hungry and I'm not in the mood to wait around forever just to get some lunch," Kevin complained, causing Jonny to look over at the flame-haired jock.

"Hey, don't look at me, Plank's the one who doesn't want me to get the cheese pizza for some reason," Jonny answered, causing Kevin to roll his eyes.

"Hurry it up, I ain't missing lunch because you couldn't find your stupid calculator, Double D!" Eddy's voice called out as he pushed open the double doors to the lunchroom. He stepped inside with gusto in his step, Ed and Edd quickly following him into the lunchroom.

"I'm sorry, Eddy, but I forgot where I had hidden it," Edd answered as he struggled to keep up with Eddy. "Although I will say that I wouldn't even have to hide it at all if Ed would just stop trying to remove the buttons," he complained, causing Ed to don the look of a sad puppy.

"But they look like little pieces of candy, Double D, I just wanted to see how they tasted!" Ed shot back in his defense, causing Eddy to groan and stuff his hands in his pockets.

"Aw, what's the matter?" Lee asked as the Eds passed by her and her sisters, who had stopped eating and stared at them, little grins on their faces. "Did you boys break your nails or something?" she questioned before bursting into laughter. May and Marie joined in, little flecks of food flying out of their mouths as they laughed heartily.

"Mind your own business, Kanker," Eddy barked in response before leading his two nervous friends toward the lunch line. The Eds got in line behind Kevin, who was still waiting impatiently for Jonny to finally make up his mind about what he was going to eat for lunch.

"I swear if this blimp headed idiot doesn't hurry up..."

Eddy heard Kevin mutter to himself, causing him to peer around Kevin and see Jonny, who was staring at a piece of cheese pizza.

"Oh great," Eddy began as he turned to Ed and Edd. "Now we gotta wait for the infinite forehead over here to make up his mind before we can grab some grub," he informed his friends. Kevin turned around when he heard Eddy, and his expression sunk even lower now that he knew that his most hated enemies were in line right behind him.

"This is just awesome," Kevin griped as he stared at the Eds, who all turned to face him. "Not only do I have to be stuck behind Jonny, who can never decide what the heck he wants to eat, but now I have the dork squad behind me," he complained to the Eds faces, causing a scowl to appear on Eddy's face.

"Believe me, shovelchin, the feeling is mutual," Eddy answered as he and Kevin stared at each other, their eyes locked together and refusing to budge.

"Please, gentlemen, we're all here to get food..." Edd reasoned, hoping that he could diffuse whatever was about to happen between Eddy and Kevin. "Can't we all just stand in line and receive our nutritious meals in peace?" he asked, although Eddy and Kevin didn't seem to register that he had even spoken at first.

"Hey, Kevin started it with his stupid dork squad line," Eddy shot back as he looked over at Edd. "Wonder what genius wrote that in his script," he added, causing Kevin to suck his teeth in anger. He felt like lifting his foot and squashing Eddy just like the little insect he was, but he knew he had to suck it up, both for his sake and Nazz's.

"Whatever," Kevin muttered before turning around, trying his best to ignore the Eds. Edd sighed with relief, believing that he had indeed solved whatever conflict was about to erupt between Kevin and Eddy.

"Alright then, buddy, cheese pizza with tater tots on top it is!" Jonny exclaimed as he poured his tater tots all over his cheese pizza and left the lunch line, causing Kevin to sigh with relief.

"Finally..." Kevin whispered to himself as he walked over to the food and snatched up a piece of cheese pizza. He then moved further up the lunch line and grabbed a bottle of water, happy that Jonny had decided to just skip over grabbing a drink. Kevin began to step out of the end of the lunch line, ready to finally go sit with Nazz and Rolf and enjoy his meal.

"Kevin, wait!" Kevin heard Ed call from behind him, causing him to reluctantly turn around.

"Dang it, lumpy, you could've just said excuse me!" Eddy complained as Ed shoved his way past Edd and Eddy in the lunch line and stopped in front of Kevin.

"What do you want, Ed?" Kevin snapped, his tone of voice clearly indicating that he wanted nothing to do with the tall boy.

"Your shoes are untied, mister!" Ed declared as he pointed down at Kevin's shoes. Kevin peaked around his lunch tray and saw that his shoes were indeed untied. Kevin looked back up at Ed, who had a goofy smile plastered on his face.

"Uh... thanks, I guess," Kevin answered slowly, not used to expressing gratitude toward any of the Eds. He began to walk away, now taking his steps more carefully, but Ed suddenly grabbed him by his shoulder.

"Hold on now, buckaroo!" Ed exclaimed as he turned Kevin around to face him. "I can't let my chum Kevin go around with some naughty shoe laces!" he explained as Kevin stared up at him in annoyance. "Let me tie them for you so that they can't tangle around your legs like the mutant snakes from the planet Gorgmunch!" he suggested as he began to bend over, his hands outstretched toward Kevin's shoes.

"Get your hands away from my shoes, ya dork," Kevin complained as he tried to step away from Ed, not wanting the oaf anywhere near his shoes, which he was sure Ed would ruin.

"Ah ah ah, hold still or you could trip and fall!" Ed warned Kevin, causing him to sigh and stop in his tracks.

"Fine, go ahead and tie my shoes," Kevin finally relented, figuring that the faster he let Ed tie his shoes the faster he could get away from him. Ed grabbed hold of Kevin's shoe laces on his right shoe and tied them quickly before moving onto Kevin's left shoe, quickly tying the laces on that foot as well.

"All done!" Ed declared as Kevin looked down at Ed and his shoe laces, which were perfectly tied.

"Good, can I go now?" Kevin asked. Although he was appreciative that Ed would be so kind as to tie his shoes for him, he still didn't like Ed, especially since he took part in all of Eddy's pranks and scams.

"You sure can, Kevin!" Ed answered as he started to stand up. His head slammed into Kevin's lunch tray as he stood up, sending the lunch tray flying out of Kevin's hands and smack dab into his face. Ed's goofy smile disappeared when

saw the lunch tray that was slowly sliding down Kevin's face. "Uh... sorry..." he said as he twiddled his thumbs. Eddy gripped his stomach as laughter exploded from his mouth, and Edd could only watch from behind Ed with a mortified

expression. The tray slid off of Kevin's face and clattered to the floor in front of him; the piece of cheese pizza was stuck to his chin and his water bottle had exploded all over him, once again leaving him soaked with water just like he was two days before.

"I think Kevin needs a bib!" Kevin heard Marie Kanker call out as she and her sisters began to cackle evilly.

"Well wouldya look at that..." Sarah commented as she nudged Jimmy, the two of them giggling at Kevin's predicament. Rolf bit his lip, trying his best to stop himself from laughing, while Nazz slapped her hands over her mouth in horror, knowing that this could be just the thing to make Kevin snap and hurt the Eds. Kevin's hands began to shake with rage as his eyes bored into Ed's, his teeth slowly grating together.

"I-I-I can get some napkins for you!" Ed managed to sputter out as he backed a few steps away from Kevin, knowing that he was about to explode. Kevin could feel the rage building up inside of him; it was bubbling up so fast that he feared he might blow his top like a volcano. Eddy finally shut his trap when he realized that Kevin might just pound him for laughing at him. The piece of cheese pizza finally slid off of Kevin's chin and landed on the floor, although he still had little strings of cheese hanging off of his chin from where it had hit him.

Kevin slowly turned his trembling head to look over at Nazz, who had a pleading look in her eyes. He could tell that she was literally begging him not to do it with that expression, but he just didn't know if he could listen to her. The laughter of the Kankers permeated the background, and he could feel his fists tightening as he tried to bottle up his rage. He had been once again humiliated by the Eds in front of everyone. He had once again let them make him look like a chump. But he had to listen to Nazz. He had to. She was the light of his life, and he couldn't bring himself to disappoint her.

"Stupid dorks!" Kevin cried before lifting his foot and bringing it down hard on his lunch tray, snapping it in half. He then turned on his heel and stormed out of the lunch room, leaving the Eds to stare after him in confusion, leaving the Kankers to continue laughing at his expense, and leaving Nazz to sigh in relief.

"I can't believe that dork!" Kevin screamed before slamming his fist into his bedroom wall, leaving a dent in it. He removed his fist and seethed in anger, the sight of his damaged wall only serving to further push into despair. He turned around, his eyes searching for something else that he could beat to release his anger. He spotted a clothes bin that was next to his bed, and he quickly ran over to it. He grabbed it by its sides and tossed it across his room, sending

shirts and pairs of pants flying in every direction. The clothes bin bounced off of his wall and landed with a thud on his bedroom floor. He then turned to his bed and began to pound on it like a maniac, taking pleasure in imagining that each punch was hitting the Eds instead of his bed. After a few more moments of beating on his bed, he finally felt the anger wash away, and he sighed with relief at the strange sensation of being calm. His breathing finally became steady, and he could feel his heartbeat slow down.

"Dorks..."

Kevin muttered to himself before walking over to his desk, taking a seat in his chair, and taking hold of his pencil. He began writing quickly, hoping to get out whatever ideas he had onto the paper before he got angry again and decided to break his pencil or tear his paper to shreds. He figured he'd clean up his clothes in the morning or something, and he also hoped that he could convince his parents to buy him a poster or something so that he could cover up the hole in his wall.

THURSDAY

Kevin's eyes were locked onto the clock that hung above the blackboard of his English class; he watched as the second hand slowly made its way around the clock, each passing second seeming like an entire minute to him. He prayed this class would be over quickly so that he could get out of the room and get on with the school day. He didn't feel like talking to anyone, even Nazz, who was sitting right beside him. He just wanted this day to end before he went crazy from his anger at the Eds. Kevin sighed with relief when the bell finally rung, and he quickly got out of his seat and hurried to the door, leaving Nazz behind. He passed through the doorway and hurried up the hall, trying his best to ignore the sounds of Nazz calling his name. He could ignore her no longer, however, when she grabbed his shoulder, stopping him from advancing any further up the hallway without her.

"Why are you ignoring me?" Nazz asked as Kevin turned to her, a hard look on his face. He mulled over her question for a moment, wondering how he was actually going to answer her. He really didn't want to ignore her, but he just felt like it was better if he stayed away from her until this week was over. He just didn't want to end up snapping from his anger at the Eds and hurting her instead.

"I'm sorry, I'm just not feeling all that good today," he answered before shrugging. "I think I'd rather just be left alone is all." She arched her eyebrow at him, as if turning his answer over in her head. She finally sighed and then smiled.

"Alright, if that's what you want," Nazz replied as she let go of his shoulder. "But remember that I'm your best friend dude; if there's something wrong, you can always talk to me about it," she assured him before taking a few steps away, her blue notebook gripped tightly in her hand. "See you in Math, Kev," she said before hurrying off to their next class. Kevin sighed before turning away and heading toward his locker to retrieve some supplies for math. After a minute of walking, he finally reached his locker. He entered his combination and pulled open the locker door before reaching inside and retrieving a red notebook that he used for his math class from inside of it. He also made sure to grab a ruler and stick it inside of the notebook, remembering that he might need it for the lesson. After making sure there was nothing else he needed, he shut the locker door and snapped the lock shut before turning away from it and heading up the hall and toward his math class.

Kevin strolled up the hallway at a snail's pace, not really seeing the need to move too fast. After all, there was still plenty of time to get to math, and he really didn't want to see the Eds all that much, who would certainly be there to annoy him yet again with their presence. He noticed that the hallways were empty, leaving him the only person still not in class as far as he could tell. When he came close to an intersection in the hallway, he froze at the pattering of feet moving up the adjoining hallway. "Who could that-" Kevin managed to mutter before jumping backward in surprise when someone came rocketing around the corner. The person smacked his shoulder hard as they ran past him, causing him to drop his notebook on the floor, the ruler sliding out from inside of it and hitting the bottom of some lockers. He turned around and stared after the person, and he bared his teeth in anger when he saw that it was Edd that had smacked into him and knocked his notebook out of his hand.

"Watch where you're going, Double Dork!" Kevin called after Edd.

"I'm sorry, Kevin!" Edd called back as he ran down the hallway at breakneck speed. Kevin bent over to pick up his notebook, a sour expression on his face. He didn't even get a moment to think about why Edd was even running up the hallway before he felt the force of someone smacking into him again, sending him falling to the ground. He landed on his back and slid a foot across the ground before stopping.

"My aching back..."

Kevin groaned as he began to sit up, quickly rubbing his hand on his back to sooth the pain. He turned his attention to the person who smacked into him, and his eyes widened when he spotted Lee Kanker pulling herself to her feet and dusting herself off. May and Marie quickly ran around the corner and skidded to a halt behind her, both of them a bit surprised to see Lee standing there empty handed.

"Dang it, Lee, you let my cutie pie get away!" Marie complained as she punched a locker in anger. Lee turned to Marie, a scowl on her face.

"Hey, I woulda had him if it wasn't for this chump getting in my way," Lee shot back as she stuck her thumb over at Kevin, who had finally managed to climb to his feet.

"Chump?" Kevin asked incredulously as a sneer slowly appeared on his face. He couldn't help but remember the Kankers laughing at his embarrassing situations, both the day before and on Monday, and so he could feel his anger at the Eds slowly turning into anger at the Kanker sisters. Lee turned back to Kevin and gave him a smug smile.

"That's right, pizza face, you're a chump," Lee taunted as she put her hands on her hips. "Now move out of the way before I give ya the lip lock," she threatened. Normally Kevin would've gladly stepped out of their way and let them continue their pursuit of Edd, but he wasn't about to let Lee get away with calling him a chump. Kevin's fists balled up and he took a step toward the Kankers, who all donned expressions of surprise.

"You're one to talk, chimp face," Kevin insulted, causing Lee's mouth to fall open. "When's the last time you waxed your upper lip, you trailer trash freak?" he asked, not being able to control himself at all. Lee's face twisted into a snarl as May and Marie barely contained themselves behind her, each of them about to burst out into laughter.

"You better take that back!" Lee shouted in anger as she took a step forward and brought her face inches from Kevin, as if daring him not to.

"I would take it back, but it's kind of hard to talk with your stinky breath choking me up," Kevin joked. As soon as he saw Lee lift her fist into the air, he regretted every word he had said. She smashed her fist into his face, causing him to stumble backwards and land on his rump. Before he could stand up to defend himself, Marie got behind him and grabbed his arms, bringing them behind his back and forcing him to his feet.

"Let go of me, you yellow teeth piece of-" Kevin started to say when Lee kicked him in his gut, causing him to groan in pain and cough a few times.

"This punk needs to learn some manners!" Lee commented in anger as she watched Kevin lean forward in agony.

"I say we give this guy a swirly in every toilet in the girl's bathroom!" Marie suggested before cackling evilly.

"No, I know something even better!" May chimed in, causing Marie and Lee to look over at her in disbelief.

"Oh yeah? Well what could be better than that?" Marie asked, almost sure that whatever May was going to suggest would be stupid.

"I say we stuff him in Ed's locker!" May exclaimed, causing Marie and Lee's expressions of doubt to twist into expressions of delight. Kevin looked up at May in surprise when he heard her words, which struck absolute fear into his heart. He knew that Ed was the most uncleanly person in the school, and his locker was the last place he wanted to be forced into.

"No way, I'm not getting anywhere near that thing!" Kevin cried as he tried to pull himself free of Marie's grip, although she refused to let go.

"I think we have a winner, girls!" Lee announced as she grinned at Kevin, who could only stare up at her in fear. May ran over and grabbed hold of one of Kevin's legs, while Lee grabbed hold of the other one. The Kankers began to laugh in glee as they carried Kevin up the hallway kicking and screaming toward Ed's locker. Kevin tried his best to rip himself free of their grasp, but he just couldn't manage to break free no matter how hard he tried. He watched in horror as they finally arrived at their destination; even though Ed's locker was tightly shut, he could see some brown, nasty substance seeping out of the bottom of the locker, as well as many insects buzzing around it.

"Get the lock, May!" Lee ordered as May let go of Kevin's other leg, Lee quickly grabbing hold of it so that Kevin couldn't make use of it.

"Please, I'm sorry, I didn't mean any of that stuff, alright?" Kevin stated in desperation as he watched May enter the combination to the locker, which she knew by heart.

"Too late for sweet talking now, hotcakes!" Marie stated as she grinned down at Kevin, who was still wriggling in her grip. May giggled in delight as she finally finished entering the combination, the lock sliding off with ease. She turned to Kevin and smirked at him before slowly pulling open the locker.

"Say hello to your new home!" May exclaimed before laughing as Kevin shuddered in disgust and terror. Ed's locker was jam-packed with rotten food, dead insects, and discarded candy wrappers, and some strange sludge-like substance was clinging to the walls in globs. He could even see a bunch of things crawling around inside of the locker, meaning that all the insects that were in there weren't completely dead. The Kankers relished the look of fear on Kevin's face for a few minutes longer, each of them amused by the fact that he was absolutely speechless.

"Enough standing around! We let him get a good look at the locker, but now it's time for him to take it for a test run!" Lee mocked as she began to pull Kevin toward the locker, Marie quickly helping her by pushing him toward it.

"Dang it, I said I was sorry!" Kevin cried as he felt himself being forced toward the the locker, which only looked more disgusting as he was brought closer and closer to it. "No, don't do it!" he begged as Lee got on one side of Kevin and May got on the other, each of them holding him up and off of the ground.

"On the count of three, we stuff this sorry loser in here and slam the door on him!" Lee explained as she and her sisters readied themselves to finally give Kevin his punishment.

"Stop it!" Kevin shouted as the Kankers began to rock him back and forth.

"One..."

Lee said as Kevin continued to squirm in their grip. "Two..."

"Someone help!" Kevin called out as he squeezed his eyes shut in preparation for what was coming.

"Three!" Lee shouted as she and her sisters to rear Kevin back one last time before throwing all their force forward and sending him rocketing into the locker. Kevin felt his face slam into the back of the locker, and he felt something sticky and slimy explode all over his face. He could feel the slime and the rotten food clinging to his clothes as he began to turn himself around, desperate to escape the locker before the Kankers closed the door on him. Several horrible smells clogged up his nose as he forced his body around, and he could feel insects skittering up and down his legs. He finally flicked his eyes open as he turned to face the hallway, and the Kankers' grinning faces came into view.

"See you around, stinky!" Marie mocked as she slammed the locker shut in his face. He began to beat on it as he heard the sounds of May locking it back up, trapping him inside.

"You're a bunch of dorks!" Kevin cried as he continued to pound on the locker, which refused to budge against his blows. He could hear the Kankers' laughter echoing in the locker as they yucked it up outside in the hallway. He began to

kick the locker in addition to his punches, hoping that he could punch it right off its hinges and escape. To his dismay, the gunk inside of Ed's locker acted as a sort of sealant, and helped to hold it closed. "Come on, girls, let's go to the usual spot and hang out," Kevin heard Lee say as their laughter subsided. He heard them walk away from the locker, the sound of their feet hitting the clean floors of the school seeming to taunt him as he was left behind to suffer in the dark and dank locker.

"I'll get you for this!" Kevin screamed as he began to ram the locker door with his shoulder, the door shuddering in response. He had to escape, he just had to. He couldn't stay in this locker for the rest of the period, he would go insane! He could feel the grime sticking and sliding around on his clothes, which just barely protected his body from having to touch it. He stopped his assault on the locker door and jumped a little when he felt something skitter across his face. He brought his hand up to his face and squashed the bug, but gasped when he realized that his hand had been covered in the brown gunk that was sticking to the locker walls; he had smeared it all over his cheek! He could feel rage washing over him once again, and he renewed his efforts to escape. He pounded on the locker door with monster truck force, and it groaned and squeaked under his assault. Despite his relentless attacks, the locker door refused to cave.

"I can't believe this.. Kevin groaned as he fell against the back of the locker and sighed. He tried his best to ignore the nastiness of the locker, and he resigned himself to just standing there, waiting for someone to come and free him.

The meager light from the slits at the top of the locker provided him with something to look at, but every once in a while something would drip down from above it or something would crawl across it, obscuring the light and leaving him in the pitch black. He couldn't tell if it was merely seconds or minutes passing by as he stood trapped in the sickening locker. It felt like time was moving slow and fast at the same time. He sighed before punching the locker door a few times, trying to find something to do while he waited for rescue.

The sound of the bell sounding off made him jump up and strike his head on the top of the locker, leaving a dent and causing him to hiss in pain and rub the top of his head. Kevin could hear the stamping of feet and people chatting outside as they headed to their next class, and this prompted Kevin to begin beating on the locker once again. "Hey, can anyone out there hear me?" he called out before punching the locker few times, hoping that someone would see or hear the many punches he was landing on the dirty metal of the locker or his calls for help. "Someone help me already!" he shouted before kneeing the locker door hard.

"Oh my, I think someone's in your locker, Ed!" he heard Edd say from over the chatter of the other students. A scowl quickly appeared on Kevin's face; he certainly didn't want to see any of the Eds again, especially not Edd since he the one who got him in hot water with the Kanker sisters in the first place.

"Oh boy, maybe gnomes have made my locker into their home and they want to give me pots of jewels!" Ed declared as he heard a trio of footsteps moving around outside of the locker.

"Get me out of here already!" Kevin shouted before hitting the locker door a few more times.

"Ed, it's your locker, so you better enter your combination so that this poor fellow can get out," Edd recommended.

"Okey dokey!" Ed said. Kevin heard the lock on the locker begin to rattle around, and he readied himself. It was obvious the Eds didn't know it was him who was in the locker, and he was going to give them a nice big surprise when they opened it. He was going to grab Edd and give him what he deserved as soon as he saw the light of the hallway spill into the locker

"Wait a second here!" Eddy's voice suddenly rung out. The sound of Ed unlocking the locker stopped, much to Kevin's dismay. "We aren't letting this guy out unless he gives us a quarter!" he stated, causing Kevin to growl in anger. It was just like Eddy to want money before helping anyone, and Kevin wasn't about to pay to get out, no matter how desperate he was to escape.

"Eddy, we don't have time for this!" Edd protested. "Ed's locker is in horrible condition, and we can't let whoever is trapped in there stay for any longer than they have to!" he explained. There was a moment of silence before someone spoke up again.

"Alright, whatever, just let the guy out," Eddy muttered, obviously displeased that he wouldn't be able to make a financial gain off of the situation. Kevin grinned evilly when he heard Ed grab the lock and begin fiddling with it again. His body tensed up when he heard the lock come off. He was ready.

"Sweet freedom!" Ed declared happily as he swung open his locker door. Ed's smile turned upside down we saw the red and filthy face of Kevin inside of his locker instead of the appreciative face of someone he just saved. "It's Kevin!" he shouted before falling backwards in surprise.

"What's he doing in your locker?" Eddy questioned as he backed away, praying that he wouldn't be the target of Kevin's rage.

"Oh lord..."

Edd whispered in fear when he realized that Kevin was looking right at him.

"Come here you dweeb!" Kevin cried as he jumped out of the locker and landed right in front of Edd, who yelped in surprise.

"Wait, I didn't-" Edd began to say, but was cut off when Kevin grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and lifted him up into the air. He charged forward and slammed Edd up against the row of lockers opposite Ed's locker, and slid Edd upward against the lockers. Edd struggled to breathe as he wrapped his hands around Kevin's arms, trying to lift himself upwards to release his throat from the tightness of Kevin's vice grip.

"You're gonna pay!" Kevin declared as he tightened his grip on Edd's collar, causing Edd to stop his struggle and just stare down at Kevin in fear, sweat running down his head.

"Please, just listen to me for just a moment!" Edd cried as he held onto Kevin's arms for dear life. "I don't know you're angry with me, but I swear it wasn't my fault!" he added, causing Kevin to bring Edd down a little and bring his face close to Edd's.

"Not your fault, huh?" Kevin asked as his scowl deepened. "Unfortunately for you, I'm the judge, the jury, and the executioner, and I say that it was your fault that those ugly harpies stuffed me into that dump of a locker!" he seethed before shaking Edd harshly, causing Edd to whimper in fear.

"I-I'm sorry that the Kankers hurt you, but I still don't understand why you're angry at me," Edd whispered in a small voice. Kevin began to grind his teeth together. He didn't understand why he was angry at him? This was unreal! This dork knew exactly why he was ticked off, and he was just playing mind games with him to try and sneak his way out of his beating.

"I should've known a little scumbag nerd like you would try to weasel your way out of facing the music!" Kevin shouted in Edd's face, causing him to shrink away and try to duck his head inside of his shirt. "But your stupid little tricks aren't gonna work on me; I'm gonna beat you until my fists go numb!" he screamed before raising his fist in the air.

"Have mercy!" Edd cried as he turned his face away and shut his eyes in preparation for the pain that was surely about to rain down on him.

"Kevin!" a voice shouted from down the hallway, causing Kevin to halt his assault on the scared and shivering boy he held up against the lockers. Kevin turned his head and he spotted Nazz standing down the hallway, who had a fearful expression plastered on her face, her notebook pulled tightly to her chest. He stared over at her for a few moments, as if his brain was still processing the fact that she was actually standing right there. When something inside of him finally clicked, his grip on Edd's collar tightened. This just wasn't fair to him; he had hoped that Nazz wouldn't be around while he dished out sweet justice to Edd, but it seemed that fate just wasn't in his favor today. In fact, this entire week had basically been the Eds doing crap to him while he had to stand there and take it just to please Nazz.

"Please... let me go... I'm sorry..." Edd whimpered out, causing Kevin to look at him from the corner of his eye.

"Don't hurt him!" Nazz called out, causing Kevin to look back at her. He didn't know what to do. He wanted so badly to pound Edd's head into mush, but he was torn between obeying Nazz or obeying his anger. He could feel all the fury, all the rage broiling right beneath the surface of his skin. He felt like he would burst at the seams if he held it in any longer. Nazz took a step toward him and reached out toward him, hoping to somehow stop him from harming Edd. Kevin lowered his head and stared at the floor, his vision beginning to blur as rage flowed throughout every vein in his entire body. He suddenly lifted back up his face and stared Edd straight in the eyes.

"Apology accepted, dork!" Kevin exclaimed before dropping him and dashing off down the hallway.

"Kevin, wait!" Nazz called after him as he ran by her in a blur. He had to get away from the Eds before he exploded and beat the snot out of them. He couldn't disappoint Nazz, he just couldn't do it. He knew that if he had listened to her and waited he would've probably ended up yelling at her, or even worse, hurting her physically. He had to get to his next class and just shut out the world until he got home. Yes, home was truly the only safe haven for him at this point. At his house, he could finally release the pent up rage from within him so that he could once again become the calm and cool Kevin that everyone knew and loved.

Kevin stomped into his kitchen, his face red with rage and his teeth bared. He had to find a way to release his rage. He just had to. His eyes scanned the kitchen around him, which his parents had worked so hard to make clean and tidy. He knew he would regret what he was about to do, but he didn't care. He had to take out his anger in some fashion, and he was about to do just that. His eyes locked onto a cookie jar that sat on the counter. He knew where he was going to start. He ran over to the counter and snatched the cookie jar up before turning around and lifting it above his head. He brought his arms downward and threw the cookie jar with all his might at the floor. It shattered into millions of pieces as shards of glass and cookie chunks flew in every direction, sprinkling the floor with a mixture of twinkling light and brown crumbs. He began to pant heavily, but he could tell that this was just the beginning of his anger; it still sloshed around inside of him, and wanted, no, demanded to escape somehow. He turned to the kitchen table and marched over to it, rage spinning around in his head and blinding his senses. He grabbed the kitchen chairs that were lined up at the sides of the table and flipped them over one by one before grabbing hold of the table itself and tossing it aside, savoring the sound of wood clattering off of the tiling of his kitchen. Wanting to sate his fury further, he ran over to the sink, which had many clean plates stacked neatly beside it. He grabbed an entire pile of plates and whirled around, letting them fly across the kitchen and shatter on the kitchen walls and the floor. Every plate that broke was like music to his ears, and he could feel the anger slowly flowing out of him and into the air around him.

He began to walk out of the room, punching the refrigerator harshly on his way out, causing it to rock back and forth, before heading toward the bathroom. Although he had managed to rid himself of some of his anger, he could still hear the laughter of the Kanker sisters echoing in his head, as well as the pitiful sounds of Edd begging for mercy. He had to annihilate these images of anger and humiliation. He just had to, else he risked exploding at school, and that was something he wanted to avoid at all costs. He barged into the bathroom and instantly knocked every cleaning product off of the sink and onto the floor, a can of shaving cream shooting its contents across the room as he did so. He spotted his dad's red and black electric razor sitting on the sink, and he quickly ripped its long black cord out of a socket that was next to the sink and threw it across the bathroom, the razor landing in the bathtub and bouncing around a few times. He then lifted his fist in preparation to punch the mirror until it cracked, but his eyes became fixated on his face, which was curled up into a feral snarl. He began to breathe heavily as he studied every feature of his face, from his bared teeth to his wild eyes.

Not wanting to face his image any longer, Kevin dashed out of the bathroom and ran into his room, shutting the door harshly behind him. He threw himself onto his bed, grabbed his pillow, and released a rage-filled scream into it; after a full ten seconds of screaming, he brought the pillow away from his face and punched his headboard before flipping over on his bed and staring up at the ceiling. He panted heavily as his mind slowly began to regain control of his body.

He had made a mistake by tearing his house apart; he knew his parents would ground him for life when they got home. Even now that his brain was actually functioning, however, he knew he had to do what he had done. He had no choice. If it wasn't his house, it would've been the Eds, and he just couldn't disappoint Nazz. He couldn't. Especially not now, when it seemed like she had put so much of her hope and trust into him. He suddenly sat up and slid off the side of his bed before heading over to his desk. He pulled back the chair quickly and sat down before snatching up his pencil. He began to scribble fast and hard on the white sheet of paper in front of him, his words looking like chicken scratch compared to his work on the other pages.

Snap.

The lead flew off of the pencil from Kevin bearing down too hard, and his face scrunched up in renewed anger. Without thinking too much, he snapped the pencil in half, threw it into his wastebasket, and quickly grabbed another from his drawer before going back to his writing. One more day. That's all that was left. All he had to do was make it through tomorrow, and he would finally be free to once again pound the Eds into mulch whenever they screwed with him. A cruel smile slowly curled up on his face as he thought about how he would exact his revenge upon the Eds over the weekend. It was going to be glorious. A thought suddenly occurred to him as he thought about revenge. He suddenly realized that he wouldn't have to wait until the weekend to start. No, he had an idea of how he could get away with hurting the Eds tomorrow without disappointing Nazz. Or so he hoped.

FRIDAY

Kevin walked down the hallway of his house slowly, a melancholy air around him. He was a little ticked off that he had to ride the bus to school today, but he wasn't about to go and disappoint his parents. After they had come home and found their house in shambles, they had grounded Kevin for a month and taken away his most prized possession: his bike. Although angry at his grounding, Kevin was at least happy that he now had a reason to stay locked up in his house and away from the Eds. He just honestly couldn't take them anymore. Luckily for him, he was finally going to get those punks today. Yes, they would finally get theirs for messing with him, and he had a legal and fun way to do it.

Kevin walked through his living room, thoughts of revenge and the Eds suffering swirling around in his head. He stopped at his front door when he felt an eerie feeling in the air around him, a feeling strong enough to make the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. He whirled around and scanned his living room quickly, but there was nothing of interest. Still, he couldn't shake the feeling that he was being watched. It felt like millions of eyes were upon him, but he saw no one in his house, and his parents weren't home. He sighed and chalked it up to letting his anger get the better of him before turning to his door. He grabbed the doorknob, opened the door, and quickly exited his house, shutting the door lightly behind him.

Kevin blew a whistle that was hanging around his neck, and the other students who were in gym with him quickly lined up in the center of the gym in front of him. He released the whistle and it dangled loosely around his neck; he had on a grey sweat shirt, grey slacks, and running shoes, as well as his signature red hat. His eyes meandered down the line of boys in front of him, pausing for a moment on each of them. Jonny was on one end of the line, and he had on a green t-shirt a pair of ripped white gym shorts, a pair of brown ear coverings, and a pair of sandals, his buddy Plank tucked securely under his arm. Rolf was to the right of Jonny, and he had on a white shirt, a pair of green shorts that were pulled up above his belly, and a pair of white sneakers. Next in line was Ed, and he had on a stained, worn white shirt, a pair of dirty blue shorts, and a pair of white shoes. Next to Ed was Edd, and he had on a neatly pressed white t-shirt, a pair of blue shorts with yellow nucleus symbols adorning them, and a pair of black and white shoes. On the very end of the line was Eddy, who was wearing a white t-shirt with a yellow basketball jersey over top of it with a purple number sixty-two on the front, a pair of green Hawaiian patterned shorts, and black running shoes.

"I wonder what we're gonna do today, Plank," Jonny said down to Plank as Kevin finished scanning over the line of kids. Kevin lifted a clipboard up that he was holding and looked down at it. He quickly checked off the boxes that were beside each student's name, indicating that everyone was present for gym class. His eyes then wandered down to the bottom of the sheet. The coach had agreed to the activity that Kevin had requested for the day, and his name was signed next to the name of the activity. He looked up from the clipboard and at the line of boys, clearing his throat to get their attention.

"Alright, so we were supposed to run the track for today," Kevin stated, illiciting a groan out of Eddy and an excited smile out of Jonny. "Luckily for us, I managed to get the coach to agree to a different activity," he explained, causing all the boys to perk up.

"And what activity did coach's assistant Kevin request for us to partake in today?" Rolf asked, curious to find out what activity would be good enough for the coach to allow a change of activity.

"I'm glad you asked, Rolf," Kevin answered as he reached behind his back. "Today we're going to play a little game of..." he began as a sinister smile suddenly spread across his face. The Eds all donned confused expressions when they realized that Kevin's eyes were locked onto them. "Dodgeball," he stated as he brought a bright red ball out from around his back and held it up for all to see.

"Oh boy, me and Plank love dodgeball!" Jonny exclaimed as he jumped up and down in excitement, Rolf nodding his head in approval from beside the bald-headed boy. Ed seemed excited as well, while Eddy seemed ambivalent, not knowing whether he should be happy about this or not. Edd, however, felt his legs become weak, and a nervous expression appeared on his face.

"Now we're gonna get into teams of three and-" Kevin began to say, but was interrupted when Edd spoke up in a shaky voice.

"Excuse me, Kevin," Edd stated, causing Kevin to stop talking and look over at him. "Is there some other activity I could take part in instead?" he asked. Kevin stared at the pale and trembling boy, relishing every ounce of fear he could detect emanating from him.

Kevin began as he looked around the gym. The door to the girls locker room suddenly swung open as Nazz strutted out, a bunch of hula hoops hanging from her hands. Her hair was done up in a ponytail and she had on a white headband, a white tank top, purple gym shorts, and white running shoes with the socks pulled up to her knees. Right behind her were the Kanker sisters, who all looked bored out of their minds. May had on a white t-shirt with an anchor on the front, purple gym shorts, and black shoes. Marie had on grey t-shirt that was torn at the sleeves and bottom, green shorts, and a pair of black shoes. Lee had her hair pulled up with a scrunchie and had on a white t-shirt, white gym shorts, and green shoes. A smug expression appeared on Kevin's face as he looked over at the girls, who stopped on the other side of the gym. "Sure thing, Double D," Kevin began as he looked back over at him. "If you don't want to play dodgeball, you can always go hula hoop with Nazz and the Kankers," he offered, causing Edd to gulp and look over at the four girls, obviously not wanting to do that either.

"Well, I-I... maybe I'll...

Edd stuttered as he looked back and forth between the red dodgeball that Kevin still had in his hand and the four girls. "Can't I just sit out? Or maybe go run the track?" Edd asked as he rubbed his hands together nervously.

"No can do, either you do the assigned activity or I give you an F for the day," Kevin responded, causing Edd's eyes to widen.

"An F?" Edd squeaked out in fear.

"That's right, now stop your bellyaching and play some dodgeball with us," Kevin answered as he tucked the dodgeball securely under his arm.

"Good luck with getting sockhead to play, every time he even hears the word dodgeball he starts shaking in his boots," Eddy spoke up before snickering.

"Good luck with nothing, shorty, he's gonna play and he's gonna like it," Kevin snapped back, causing Eddy to stop laughing and glare at him.

"Come on, Double D, dodgeball is fun!"

Ed exclaimed as he elbowed Edd in the arm.

"You know I have a history with this game, Ed..."

Edd whispered back as he rubbed his arm.

"Yeah, a history of wetting your pants," Eddy joked before chuckling, Edd staring down at Eddy with a annoyed expression. Kevin blew his whistle again, startling the boys; they quickly stood at attention once again, although Edd couldn't stop himself from shaking a little.

"Now that that's settled, it's time to pick teams..." Kevin began as he once again smiled strangely at the line of boys.

"Alright, girls, who's ready to have some fun with these hula hoops?" Nazz asked as she held up her arms, which had hula hoops hanging off of them. The Kankers all had deadpan expressions on their faces as they stared at the perky girl in front of them.

"Hula hoops are so boring..." May moaned as she let her arms dangle lifelessly in front of her.

"Yeah, why can't we do something fun for once!" Marie complained before crossing her arms. "It's always a stupid activity like badminton or jumping jacks!" she added as Nazz lowered her arms, her mood dampening a little.

"How about we forget this loopty-loop crap and go play dodgeball with the boys, huh?" Lee asked as she pointed over at Kevin and the others.

"Dodgeball?" Nazz inquired as she looked behind her and over at the group of boys.

"Alright, the teams are-" Kevin began, but was once again interrupted.

"Hey, aren't we gonna pick team captains?" Jonny asked as he raised an eyebrow at Kevin.

"Don't sweat it, Jonny, I've already saved all the trouble of picking teams by picking them myself," Kevin answered, causing Eddy to slit his eyes at Kevin.

"Oh boy, I think I know the teams already..."

Eddy muttered loud enough for only Ed and Edd to hear, both of them also knowing exactly what Kevin was going to say.

"It's me, Jonny, and Rolf on one team and the Eds on the other," Kevin stated, the teams surprising no one.

"That's not fair!"

Eddy declared as he took a step out of the line. "You're just putting us all on one team because you hate us!" he exclaimed as he pointed an accusing finger at Kevin, who maintained his smug expression.

"Think what you want, dorky, but that's how it's gonna be!" Kevin answered as he dribbled the dodgeball off of the clean gym floors. "Now both teams line up on opposite sides of the gym!" he ordered. Rolf and Jonny quickly ran over to

Kevin's side, while the Eds all backed up into the other side of the gym.

"Oh lord, I think I'm going to be ill..."

Edd said faintly as he stood shaking in between Ed and Eddy. Ed had a confused expression on his face, while Eddy had a scowl on his. Kevin walked up to the center line and placed the dodgeball he had on it before taking a step back.

"Everyone sit tight, I'm gonna go grab two more dodgeballs," Kevin announced before dashing over to a rack of sports equipment that was in the corner of the gym. He sat his clipboard down on the rack and then grabbed two more dodgeballs before turning away from the rack and strolling back toward the line.

"Well, can we play with them or not?" Lee asked, a little peeved that Nazz was taking so long to answer her. Nazz continued to stare over at the boys, her expression slowly turning sour. She knew what Kevin was doing, but she also knew that she really couldn't do anything about it. After all, dodgeball was a perfectly fine activity for the boys, and she knew that Kevin must've gotten permission to play it from the coach. Still, it didn't mean that she had to be happy about what he was doing.

"What's her problem?" Marie asked as she looked over at Lee.

"Probably checking out her boyfriend, Kevin," Lee answered, causing her and Marie to burst out into laughter.

"What's so funny?" May asked as she looked over at her laughing sisters. "I wanna laugh too!" Marie and Lee's laughter subsided and they looked over at May with slight smiles.

"We were just talking about how your face looks like a truck backed over it!" Marie quipped, causing her and Lee to burst into laughter again. May huffed angrily and crossed her arms.

Kevin carefully placed a dodgeball to the left of the center dodgeball, and then placed another one to the right of the center one. He then backed away and got in between Rolf and Jonny, who were both eager to start. The two lines of boys stared across the gym at each other, one group excited about what was coming and the other group dreading it. "Alright, when I blow the whistle we start!" Kevin announced loudly as he grabbed hold of the whistle that was dangling around his neck.

"Switch with me, Double D," Eddy whispered as he tugged on Edd's sleeve.

"W-why?" Edd asked in a panic, thinking that Eddy was setting him up to go down first.

"Because I want to be across from Kevin," he answered quickly. "I'm gonna give that jerk a dodgeball to the face." Edd looked over at the group of boys and saw that he would be across from Jonny if he switched with Eddy.

"Very well, let's switch,"

Edd finally replied, knowing that he would rather be hit by Jonny than by Kevin. Edd and Eddy quickly switched positions, much to Kevin's delight. He would finally get the chance to hurt Eddy, and he was going to make sure that Eddy got a gob full of dodgeball as soon as the round started. Kevin lifted the whistle to his lips and held it a few centimeters away, raising the tension among the boys.

"Wait, time out!" Ed suddenly called out, causing everyone to straighten up and look at him.

"What is it?" Kevin asked as he lowered his whistle, although he was certain Ed wasn't going to say anything of value.

"The teams are uneven!" Ed declared as he pointed at Jonny, who shot Ed a confused look.

"The teams are even, nimrod, learn to count!" Kevin answered snidely as he began to raise the whistle back to his lips.

"No wait, Ed is right!" Jonny suddenly said as he looked over at Kevin, who turned to Jonny in bewilderment. Jonny held up Plank, and Kevin rolled his eyes.

"Oh right, how could I forget about Plank," Kevin said sarcastically before sighing. "Plank, go sit on the sidelines and watch," he ordered.

"Make sure to cheer me on, buddy!" Jonny said as he ran over to the side of the gym and sat Plank down. He quickly ran back over to Kevin and Rolf and got back in line.

"Now is that all, or does someone else want to stall this game some more?" Kevin asked as he looked around at everyone. No one answered in the affirmative, so Kevin sighed and lifted his whistle back to his lips. Ed steeled himself and got ready to dash for the ball in front of him, while Rolf got into a running position, hoping to beat Ed to the ball. Edd stood shaking and trembling, sweat beginning to form on his brow as he stared across the way at Jonny, who was crouched down and ready to make a run for the dodgeball that was in between them. Eddy opened and closed his hands, prepping himself to snatch up the ball and beam it at Kevin; Kevin held the whistle firmly in his hand, his eyes locked with Eddy's. Nazz, May, Marie, and Lee all watched silently from the side of the gym, Nazz forgetting all about the hula hoops and wanting to see what happened just as much as the Kanker sisters did.

"This is not good..."

Edd whispered meekly as he watched Kevin press the whistle against his lips. Kevin inhaled deeply and then blew the whistle hard, its sound echoing in the gym as he, Eddy, Rolf, Ed, and Jonny all launched themselves toward the three balls in the center of the gym; Edd couldn't find the strength to move at all, and instead watched helplessly as Jonny ran toward the ball like a maniac. Ed was the first to reach the ball between he and Rolf, and he quickly snatched it up. Rolf skidded to a halt and tried to reverse course to reach a better dodging position, but Ed quickly tossed the ball at him with all his might, striking Rolf right in the chest and sending him flying backward. He sailed all the way across the gym and into the wall, sticking to it like old gum as the dodgeball fell to the floor and bounced a few times.

"Rolf cannot feel his ribs..." Rolf groaned before gravity did it's work and peeled him off of the wall, causing him to fall to the floor.

"Come on, Double D, you aren't even trying!" Jonny exclaimed as he reached the dodgeball in between he and Edd. He picked it up and held it to his chest as he stared at the trembling boy that stood across from him.

"I beg of you to throw it at someone else, Jonny!" Edd said as he shrunk away from Jonny.

"But you're on the enemy team, I've gotta throw it at you!" Jonny answered as he prepared to throw it at Edd.

"Don't do it!" Edd pleaded as he felt himself about to collapse from fear. "The memories are coming back! Oh lord, I can feel the hard rubber of the dodgeballs bruising my skin all over again!" he shrieked, although Jonny paid him no mind.

"Think fast, Double D!" Jonny cried out as he tossed the ball weakly, not wanting to hurt the fragile and scared boy more than he had to. Edd let out a high-pitched shriek of terror as the ball bounced softly off of his left arm and fell to the floor.

"The agony!" Edd yelped as he fell backwards and curled up in the fetal position on the gym floor. Jonny chucked nervously as he heard the Kanker sisters burst out into gut-busting laughter at the sight of Edd cowering on the floor.

"Want me to change your diaper, Double D?" Marie called out in between laughs as Edd shivered on the gym floor, his arms wrapped around his sides.

"I ain't gonna let him beat me," Eddy seethed to himself as he pumped his legs faster and faster, hoping to beat Kevin to the ball. Both of them were an equal distance from the ball and closing in rapidly, and Eddy feared that Kevin might beat him to it by mere nanoseconds. As soon as he came within a few feet of the ball, Eddy dived forward and stuck his arms out, hoping to grab the ball and pull it out of Kevin's reach. Eddy slid across the gym floor and toward the ball, and his face scrunched up in concentration as his fingers came closer and closer to the ball. To his horror, he stopped short just centimeters from the ball, his curled fingers unable to touch it. "Uh oh..." he uttered as he saw a pair of hands snatch up the ball that he was so close to claiming. He slowly lifted his head up and Kevin's face came into view, a huge maniacal smile spread across it.

"Ready to eat dodgeball for lunch, dorky?" Kevin asked humorously as he lifted the dodgeball up above his head. Eddy stared up in fear at Kevin, knowing that he wasn't going to hold back. Eddy got on his hands and knees, but knew that he still wouldn't be able to dodge Kevin's attack from this distance even if he tried.

"C-Come on, Kevin, chill out," Eddy stuttered, although he knew it was probably for naught.

"No, I think you need to chill out," Kevin answered as his smile grew wider. "In fact, I think a nice long dodgeball-coma will be just the thing to help you relax a little," he joked as his grip on the dodgeball tightened, his muscles tensing up in preparation to bring the ball down on Eddy's face. This was it: the moment he had been waiting for. He was finally going to make Eddy pay for making a fool out of him this week, and he would make sure to get Ed and Edd as soon as he was done with this twerp. Eddy was desperate; he didn't want to get hit by Kevin, and he was actually a little scared that Kevin really would put him into a coma with the dodgeball. So Eddy did the only logical thing he could do in

such a position and quickly leaped forward from his prone position and toward Kevin's midsection. "Whoa!" Kevin exclaimed as Eddy's hands caught on the waistband of his slacks. Eddy fell downward, yanking Kevin's slacks from their safe and secure position around his waist all the way down to his feet.

Kevin stood there in shock before finally realizing the position he was in: he was standing there, hands raised in the air, with his slacks around his ankles and everybody in the gym watching him. There was a moment of silence in the gym as everyone took in the sight of a pantsless Kevin, nobody knowing how to react at first. Naturally, the Kankers were the first to show any sort of response to the sight.

"I can see Kevin's undies!" May proclaimed as she jabbed a finger at Kevin, whose expression of triumph was now one of complete and utter shame. The Kankers began laughing once again, the sound of their laughter slowly snapping everyone else out of their trances. The room suddenly erupted with noise as everyone joined the Kankers in laughing at Kevin's predicament. Kevin stood there in embarrassment as his face turned redder and redder, his eyes looking around at everyone in the gym. Literally everyone was laughing at him: Jonny, Rolf, Ed, Edd, Eddy, and the Kanker sisters all yucked it up, all of them finding it hilarious. But that wasn't the worst of it: his expression of shame suddenly twisted into one of horror when he saw that Nazz was laughing at him too! He couldn't take it anymore: this was truly the very last straw. He dropped the dodgeball to the ground and reached down toward his slacks, ignoring the grating laughter of everyone else in the room. He pulled his slacks up to his waist and adjusted them to the right position before staring down in anger at Eddy, who was hitting the floor with his fist as he laughed.

"Laugh it up while you can..."

Kevin muttered, although no one could hear him over all the laughter. "Cause now it's my turn to laugh..."

he seethed as he lifted his foot up.

"Ouch!" Eddy yelped in surprise as Kevin stomped on his hand. Everyone suddenly stopped laughing at the sound of Eddy's pain and stared in shock at him and Kevin.

"Why aren't you laughing anymore, Eddy?" Kevin asked as he twisted his foot back and forth on top of Eddy's hand, causing him to hiss with pain. "Come on, I want to hear that signature Eddy laugh that we all love!"

he shouted as he pressed his foot down harder and harder.

"Stop it, you're hurting him!" Edd called out as he climbed to his feet, his earlier laughter curing him of his dodgeball-induced fright.

"Shut your trap, Double Dweeb!" Kevin screamed as his face turned red with anger, Edd shrinking away from the furious jock. Eddy finally managed to yank his hand free from underneath Kevin's foot, and he held it in agony. There was a deep and pulsating impression on his hand in the shape of the bottom of Kevin's foot.

"You jerk!" Eddy cried as he rubbed his hand.

"I'm not a jerk!" Kevin suddenly yelled as his fists balled up.

"Calm down, angrier-than-a-rooster Kevin, Rolf is sure the Ed-boy only did it in jest!" Rolf declared as he took a step toward Kevin.

"Don't tell me to calm down!" Kevin shot back in anger. "I'm done with calming down!" he announced as he looked around at all the bewildered faces in the gym. "I'm going to teach these dorks a lesson in pain, and no one here is going to stop me from doing it this time!" he shouted before turning to Eddy and raising his fist into the air.

"Hit Ed first!" Eddy said out of fear as he crawled backwards away from Kevin, who showed no intention of stopping.

"That's enough, Kevin!" Nazz suddenly yelled as she came running across the gym and toward Eddy and Kevin.

"Stay away, Nazz!" Kevin warned, causing her to stop a few feet away from the two of them.

"You're overreacting, you just need to walk away and-"

"I'm not walking away this time!" Kevin shot back as he tightened his fists. "I just can't take these losers anymore! They need to get theirs and I'm not stopping this time!" he shouted before turning back to Eddy, who gazed up at him fearfully. "Now eat fist, dork!" he screamed as he took a step toward Eddy, ready to make mince meat out of him.

"Stop it!" Nazz cried before running forward and grabbing hold of Kevin's arm.

"Let go of me!" Kevin screamed before ripping his arm away from Nazz. What he did next even he couldn't believe: he pulled his arm back and backhanded Nazz across the face, sending her spiraling to the ground.

"Holy crap!" Jonny called out as he threw his arms in the air in surprise. As soon as Kevin realized what he had did, his anger completely disappeared and was replaced by a mixture of shame and horror. With the sounds of everyone whispering and gasping in the background, Kevin stared down at Nazz, who slowly pushed herself off of the ground. She turned her head toward Kevin and stared up at him, and Kevin's mouth dropped open. Tears were streaming down her face, and he could see a bright red mark on her cheek where he had struck her. His worst fear had finally been realized: his pent up anger had finally caused him to hurt the only girl who seemed to really care about him. He had extinguished the light of his life, and there was no going back now.

"I didn't know that punk had it in him..." Lee whispered to her sisters, who were both staring over at Kevin in surprise.

"He hit Nazz, Double D..." Ed whispered in shock to Edd, who had his hands cupped over his mouth in horror.

"How could you?" Eddy asked incredulously as he pushed himself off of the ground and got to his feet.

"I... I didn't... I didn't mean..."

Kevin sputtered out, although his eyes were still locked onto Nazz's tearful and hurt face. "Please I... I take it back... I... don't...' he stuttered as he began to back away from the injured girl, his brain not

being able to process what he had done or what he was seeing. "It was an accident, I didn't mean to do it..." he added faintly, although he knew it was too late. Nothing he could say could change what he had just done to Nazz, and he knew that nothing he could say would be good enough for any of the people who were currently staring at him in horror. "Nazz, please, you know I didn't mean to do it!" Kevin cried as he began to move toward Nazz, his arm outstretched toward her. Rolf suddenly stepped in between him and Nazz, a hard expression on his face.

"Rolf cannot allow you to go anywhere near her," Rolf said solemnly as he stared down at Kevin, who stared up at Rolf in confusion.

"But Rolf, 1-"

"Rolf said to stay back!" Rolf shouted before shoving Kevin hard, causing him to stumble backwards.

"No... please..." Kevin said as his voice began to shake. Jonny suddenly joined Rolf at his side, his expression twisted into a scowl. The Eds soon joined Rolf at his other side, and the five of them formed a human barrier between Kevin and Nazz. Kevin stared in disbelief at the boys, his eyes pleading with them to understand. It was clear, however, that there would be no understanding for what he had done to Nazz. There was a moment of silence before someone finally spoke up.

"You should leave, Kevin," Eddy suggested, knowing that he wouldn't be able to stop himself or the others from hurting Kevin in reprisal if he stuck around too much longer.

"I can't... I don't..." Kevin sputtered as he began to back away from them. His eyes left the line of boys and he looked over at the Kanker sisters, who all smiled at him cruelly. This all felt like a sick joke to Kevin, but he knew it was no joke. He had become the bad guy. He had become the one who everyone was against now. The Eds, who had made his life a living hell all week, were now in the right while he was in the wrong. He suddenly felt something spark deep within him, and he slowly felt his entire body begin to heat up. It started in his trembling fists and slowly spread through out his body, every fiber of his being lighting up with a burning fury, the likes of which he had never felt before. It was all the Eds' fault that this was happening. If it wasn't for them, his life would be perfect. But once again they had found a way to make him miserable, more miserable than ever before. And he just could not bottle it in any longer.

"I said to-" Eddy began, but was cut off when Kevin suddenly stomped his foot down on the gym floor.

"I can't take this anymore!" Kevin cried before twisting around and rushing toward the gym doors. He had to escape the school and run to his house, his safe haven, his castle, his fortress. There he could finally release this pent up rage before he hurt someone again. As he pushed open the double doors of the gym and went running up the hallway, images of Nazz flashed in his head. He could see her smiling face trying to comfort him, trying to tell him it was all better.

And then he could see his hand punching the image, shattering it and replacing it with an image of Nazz on the ground, crying her eyes out and pleading with him to stop the madness. He felt tears trying to force their way out of his eyes, but he fought them back. Everyone hated him now, even Nazz. He didn't know what he was going to in the future now that everyone hated him, but he knew what he was going to do when he got home. And boy did he feel bad

for whatever inanimate object got in his way when he did get home.

Kevin slammed the door behind him and then whirled around to face the interior of his house, which was well lit from sunlight that streamed through every window. His eyes moved over the immaculate living room that laid before him, his chest rising rapidly as his breathing became faster and harsher. He didn't want to do it, but he had no choice. If he didn't release his anger now, he was going to hurt someone again. Even so, he knew after what he did to Nazz, the other kids would never want to see him again; but in his anger, he felt that the feeling was mutual. He didn't need to see any of them again. All they did was cause him pain and suffering, and they were the ones who led to him having to release his anger in the most strange of ways. His house would once again take the place of everyone he hated. He took a step into his house and his fists balled up; he was ready to release his burning rage now.

"Screw this stupid neighborhood!" Kevin screamed in fury as he grabbed his couch and flipped it over, the back of it crashing into the floor. He turned to an easy chair that was beside the couch and kicked it, flipping it on its back as well. His eyes locked onto several picture frames that lined the walls, the faces of his parents as well as his own seeming to taunt him with their happy and content stares. He ran over to the line of picture frames and began punching them, shattering the glass that was within them and tearing the pictures out. He ripped up every picture he snatched, wanting to be rid of the happy memories, which seemed so distant and far compared to the pain-filled memories of today. Moving on from the living room, Kevin scrambled into the kitchen, wanting to find new things to take his rage out on. As he walked by his fridge, he knocked every single magnet that was stuck to the front of it off with one swipe of his arm, all of the multicolored magnets clattering on the floor one after another. He turned to the kitchen table and chairs, which he had flipped over just the other day. Unable to contain his anger, he marched over to them, wanting to once again take his rage out on them. He grabbed one of the kitchen chairs and lifted it over his head, a feral snarl forming on his face as he brought it back down on the kitchen table. The chair exploded as it hit the table, its wooden pieces raining down all over the room like giant pieces of hail. Kevin was left with two chair legs in his hand, and he quickly tossed them at his back door, hoping to hear the glorious sound of glass shattering.

Unfortunately for him, the chair legs simply bounced off of the glass and clattered onto the floor, causing him to grit his teeth in anger. He turned to the kitchen table and began to pound on it, his fists leaving harsh imprints in the wood. After a merciless minute of pounding on the table, he lifted both of his fists into the air and brought them down, snapping it in half. He panted heavily as he stared down at the jagged line that separated the two halves of the table, wanting to catch his breath for a moment before continuing on his rampage. Every object he destroyed and every piece of furniture he broke seemed to literally suck the anger out of his system of transfer that only God could understand. Whatever it was, Kevin didn't care, as his anger slowly began to boil back up to the surface. He dashed out of the kitchen and toward his room, hoping to find something in there to destroy next. He kicked open the door to his room and marched inside, hoping to quickly locate an object to maim. He picked up a football that was lying on his floor and tossed it hard at the wall. The football hit the wall hard and broke clean through the first layer, leaving it sticking out of the wall. Feeling the anger weighing him down more than ever, Kevin slowly walked across his room, his eyes desperately searching for something more. He spotted a stack of magazines that he had stacked beside his bed, and he quickly ran over to the them. He picked up the stack of magazines and began throwing them all over his room, sometimes stopping to tear a few pages out of one before moving onto the next magazine, as soon as the stack of magazines ran dry, he began to breath heavily and slowly survey the wreckage of his room. He stumbled over to his desk, his breathing becoming labored as his anger began to simmer down. He gripped the wooden chair that sat in front of his desk for support, not knowing if he could stand on his own.

"My life... is over..." Kevin lamented in between pants, his grip on the chair tightening as his need for its support grew greater. The room felt like it was spinning around him, and he was afraid his knees would buckle at any moment. He felt so sapped of energy, but he still felt the need to vent his anger. The house was like a tool for him to do so, every object in the house, even the house itself, being a vessel in which to store his bottled up rage. As these thoughts swarmed around in his head, an eerie silence suddenly fell over the house, as if all the air had been sucked out. Kevin stopped breathing and listened closely, not understanding why this strange absence of sound had suddenly occurred.

"What the heck..." he muttered as the house suddenly began creaking. It sounded as if there were millions of rats scurrying behind the walls, or even termites eating at the very wooden foundation that held the house together. His eyes moved around the room, his gaze following the creaking sounds as they dashed behind the thin walls of his house. The noises suddenly stopped, leaving Kevin to stand there in bewilderment. Everything seemed to return to normal, but a strange feeling hung around in the air. Kevin suddenly felt his hairs stand on end, the feeling of being watched resurfacing.

"Whoa!" Kevin cried as the chair he was leaning on suddenly slid out from beneath his desk, causing him to fall forward. He banged his forehead on the edge of the desk and fell to the ground. His face hit the soft carpeting of his room, and a single moan of pain issued forth from his throat as he brought his hand up to his forehead. He touched it lightly, but quickly brought it away when a surge of pain shot through it. He didn't understand what had happened; if he didn't know any better, he would say that the chair had moved on its own. He flipped over and stared up at the ceiling, which was blurry and out of focus. His eyes widened when he heard a creaking sound. "No way..." he whispered as he realized that his desk was beginning to lean forward, as if someone was pushing it over. But as he could clearly see, there was no one there; it was doing it on its own! He heard the sound of several things rolling across the desk, and realized that it was all of his pencils slowly coming toward the edge of the desk.

"Crap!" Kevin called out as he tried to roll out of the way of half a dozen pencils that suddenly rolled over the edge. The pencils, which pointed straight down as they fell, hit his back as he rolled over, jabbing him all over before bouncing off and landing on the floor. Ignoring the searing pain in his head and back, he climbed to his feet in a daze. He stumbled backwards and toward his bed; he put his hand behind him and caught himself on the edge of his bed, using it as support in order to stay on his feet. He didn't understand what had just happened, but he knew it might've been an earthquake or something.

"What the-" Kevin shouted as he felt his bed slide forward, hitting him in the back of the legs and causing him to fall backwards onto it. He tried to jump back off of his bed, but his bedsheets suddenly wrapped themselves around him, smothering him in a soft darkness. "Get off of me!" he screeched as he began to writhe around in the bedsheets, trying to free himself from their seeming attack. He could feel the bedsheets slowly wrapping around him, as if they were trying to crush him in some kind of vice grip. He suddenly felt like he was being suffocated, the bedsheets wrapping around his face and mouth. Kevin's survival instincts kicked in, and he renewed his effort to escape the killer bedsheets. He began to flail his arms around, rapidly pushing the bedsheets away before they could continue their assault. Seeing an opening, he ripped out of the bedsheets and scrambled away from his bed before whirling around to face it. He was breathing heavily as he stared at the bed, which was now calm and unmoving. He didn't understand what was going on, but he wasn't about to stick around and find out. He turned to his door and threw it open before running into the hallway. He quickly dashed down the hallway and toward the kitchen, hoping to escape through the glass door that led to his backyard. He dashed into the kitchen but felt himself fly forward when he stepped on top of a broken chair leg that was lying right by the entrance. He narrowly avoided landing in the splintered wreck of the kitchen table and managed to catch himself before he could crash into the tiled floor of the kitchen.

He quickly scrambled to his feet and ran toward the glass door at the back of the kitchen. He grabbed hold of the handle and began to pull on it, but the glass door refused to slide open. "Open, dang it!" Kevin yelled as he tried to pull it open with all his might. No matter how hard he tried, the door wouldn't open. Realizing that his efforts to open the door conventionally were fruitless, he turned around looked down at the three kitchen chairs that were still intact. Thinking quickly, he grabbed one of the chairs and turned back to the glass door. He lifted the chair above his head and then tossed it at the backdoor, hoping to break through it and make an exit. To his surprise, the kitchen chair exploded on the glass door, sending splinters and shards of wood flying everywhere. Kevin covered his face with his arms as pieces of wood hit him; it almost felt like someone was punching him as pieces of wood rained down on his body. He uncovered his face and looked at the kitchen door, his mouth hanging open in disbelief: the chair hadn't damaged the glass door at all.

"What is going on?!" Kevin cried, his brain unable to process exactly what was happening. He whirled around when he heard something shaking behind him, and his eyes widened in horror when he saw that the knife block that was

sitting on the counter was rattling by itself. "Oh no..."

he uttered as the knife block suddenly fell forward and hit the counter, sending knifes flying out of the knife block and straight at him. He turned and dived away, several of the knives grazing his arms and back as they whizzed by him. He landed on the tile floor and began to crawl toward the entrance to the living room.

Kevin could feel blood running down his back and oozing out of his arms, every cut stinging like hell. He realized he needed to get to the bathroom and get some of the gauze that his parents kept in case of emergencies. He climbed to his feet as fast as he could, the realization that he was losing blood giving him a sense of urgency. As he stumbled toward the living room, he heard a great groan issue from his right, causing him to turn his head in fear. Before he could even react, the refrigerator tipped forward and began to fall toward him. "No!" he yelped as he tried to get away from it. The refrigerator landed on his right foot, causing him to howl in pain.

"Augh!" he growled as he tried to pull his foot out from under the refrigerator, which seemed to have some sort of supernatural force pushing down on it, stopping him from removing his flattened foot. He grabbed his leg and tugged on it with all the strength he could muster, every fiber of his being begging him to save his foot from the crushing weight of the refrigerator. He gasped in relief as he finally managed to pull his foot free. He stumbled backwards before quickly resuming his course to the living room, his progress now slower due to his injured foot. He had to get the gauze, or maybe even to some simple bandages. He had to stop the bleeding, the pain, the hurt. As he walked into the kitchen, the shattered picture frames on the wall began to rattle. "No... no, not again!" he cried as he tried to run away from the picture frames. He had to drag his right foot behind him, which he found that he just couldn't bear to walk on any longer. He ducked and weaved as the picture frames began flying off of the wall and right at him, each of them homing in on every vulnerable part of his body. He narrowly dodged most of them, but the last picture frame hit his cheek, leaving a harsh and jagged cut that quickly erupted with blood.

"Make it stop!" he yelled at nothing as he began to scramble madly toward the bathroom. He heard the television pop and hiss as he finally reached the hallway, and he turned his head to look at it. His twitching and blurry eyes watched as it hummed to life, static erupting on its screen. He covered his ears when the hissing noise that was emanating reached a high pitched screech; it almost sounded like a human screaming bloody murder. Kevin dived into the hallway and to safety as the the screen on the television exploded, sending shards of glass showering all over the living room. His mind screamed at him to forget about the insane things that were going on around him and simply focus on and to safety as the the screen on the television exploded, sending shards of glass showering all over the living room. His mind screamed at him to forget about the insane things that were going on around him and simply focus on getting to the medical supplies. He had to reach them, he had to save himself before this crazy house got him. His body cranked into overdrive, forcing him to stand to his feet as adrenaline began to pump full force into his veins. He could see the light of the bathroom spilling out not too far down the hallway. He was close now, but his mind continued to yell at him, ordering him to get the gauze, the bandages, the cotton swabs, anything that he could get to stop the bleeding. He gripped the door frame of the bathroom and slowly pulled himself around the corner, his eyes quickly searching the bright and sterile room for the medical supplies.

"No... no... no!" Kevin cried when he realized the medical supplies were no where to be found. He stepped further into the bathroom, his hand shooting out and gripping the bathroom sink for support. He continued to walk into the bathroom, his hand sliding across the sink and leaving a trail of blood. He jumped a little when the toilet suddenly flushed by itself. He stood there for a moment listening to the sound of sloshing water before his mind suddenly exploded with a single thought. He rushed toward the toilet and looked down into the bowl, and his entire body began to tremble with terror. The gauze, the bandages, the cotton swabs, all of it was being flushed down the toilet! "Please no!" he shouted as he fell to his knees and put his hands down into the toilet, his fingers desperately trying to wrap around at least a single roll of gauze. He withdrew his hands from the toilet when he realized it was too late: it had already all gone down. "Darn you!" he cursed before shooting up to his feet, the entire bathroom spinning around him. He didn't deserve this, any of it. Why was this happening to him? What had he done? He didn't want to understand how it was happening, just why it was happening to him. He had already gone through hell this week, he didn't need this!

Kevin's train of thought suddenly screeched to a halt when he heard something click. A buzzing sound suddenly filled the bathroom, and his eyes widened when he realized what it was. His head slowly turned toward the bathroom sink, and he couldn't help but let a gasp escape his lips when he saw it. It moved back and forth above the sink like a cobra ready to strike, its sharp fangs pointed at him and buzzing with a fury that matched Kevin's own. It was his dad's electric razor. Kevin's bottom lip began to tremble as he started to back away from the whirring instrument, hoping it would just leave him alone. The electric razor hissed as it moved to block Kevin's escape, quickly moving in front of the doorway that led out to the hallway. Kevin's eyes followed the cord that was attached to the electric razor, and he saw that it was plugged into the outlet next to the sink. He had one shot; he couldn't screw this up, or that electric razor would add new wounds to his already grievous injuries. Kevin steeled himself and then leaped toward the outlet, his hand outstretched toward it. "Ah!" he yelped when the electric razor lashed out and dug its fangs into the side of his hand, causing him to pull away in pain. He stared down at his trembling hand, which was soaked in blood. "You... you... how... I..." he began to babble incoherently as he backed away from the razor and toward the bathtub. He was beginning to feel lightheaded from blood loss, and he knew he couldn't keep this up much longer. He had to escape from this hell house before it took his life. He suddenly dashed forward and toward the doorway, hoping to slip past the electric razor and out into the hallway. "Gaw!" he uttered as the electric razor suddenly winded around him and wrapped its cord around his neck, pulling him back into the bathroom with a supernatural strength. Kevin stumbled backwards and he felt his lower back hit the sink as the electric razor reared around and stared him down, tightening its grip on his throat.

The electric razor suddenly dove for Kevin's throat, and he shot his hands out and grabbed it, stopping it just inches from his exposed neck. "I won't... let you..." he sputtered out as he barely managed to hold the electric razor at bay. It writhed in his hands like an enraged snake, desperately trying to free itself from his gasp and sate its bloodlust. It buzzed louder and louder as it wriggled around more and more, almost slipping out of his grip as its long black cord tightened around his neck more and more. Kevin took one of his hands off of the electric razor and stuck it out toward the outlet, hoping to rip it out and cut off the killer razor's only source of power. His fingers grazed the cord that was near the end of the plug, and the electric razor tried to strike at Kevin's chest and face, wanting to prevent the dizzy and desperate boy from completing his mission; he barely managed to hold it back, his single hand having just enough strength left to hold it at bay. An insane smile spread across Kevin's face as he felt his fingers wrap around the cord near the outlet. He yanked it with all his might, and the plug came sailing out of the socket. His smile disappeared, however, when the buzzing of the electric razor didn't stop.

"No, it's not possible!" Kevin sputtered out as he gripped the electric razor with both hands again. It didn't have power, it should've stopped moving! But it was still coming at him, still desperate to get at his blood! It wanted his blood, it wanted to see him die! "It's... it's not fair!" he managed to get out as tears began to spill down his face. The electric razor paid the salty rivers no mind and swooped toward his chest. Kevin cried in pain as it raked across his chest, tearing his shirt and creating a deep trench that spouted blood. He pulled it back, keeping it from doing anymore damage. He could feel blood running down his belly, and he could feel it building up in his throat. But the electric razor wouldn't stop until he was gone. It wanted his life, his soul, his everything. Before Kevin could continue his struggle with the bloodthirsty razor, the bathroom mirror began to shake and rattle behind him. He started to turn around, but before he could take a look at his blood soaked reflection, the mirror exploded into millions of pieces, sending shards of glass flying at Kevin. They cut his skin and shredded his clothes and hat, causing him to reel backwards and slide up against the wall, his hands barely holding the electric razor back. He stumbled across the bathroom, the electric razor seeing an opening and trying its best to take advantage of it.

Kevin's legs suddenly hit the edge of the bathtub, and he fell down into it, the electric razor diving in after him. He grabbed it once again with his hands and stopped it from continuing its assault. He couldn't keep this up. He could feel his strength draining away as the blood flowed out of every gash in his body and ran down the drain. This was it, this was the end. The electric razor squeezed his neck with its black cord, which was soaked in Kevin's blood. His vision was flickering on and off, the writhing electric razor in his hand nothing more than a shapeless blob to him. Blood leaked out of Kevin's mouth as he tried to say something, the electric razor slowly overpowering him and moving toward

his neck. "Nazz..." he managed to sputter out as he felt the electric razor slip free of his hands, which fell limply at his sides. The electric razor dove toward his neck and Kevin closed his eyes, letting the darkness engulf him.

Red and blue lights danced across every house in the cul-de-sac. Several police cars and an ambulance were parked around a house near the neck of the cul-de-sac. The door to the house was ajar, and yellow police tape was wrapped around the entire house, preventing anyone but a select few from going inside. The inside of the house looked as if it had been hit by a natural disaster; chairs were overturned, tables were cracked into splinters, and even the television had apparently been shattered. Shards of glass and small wooden splinters littered every square inch of the house, and the walls were torn and cut in places were knifes and picture frames had smashed harshly into them. The true nightmare, however, laid further in the house, in a particular blood soaked bathroom.

Even with the encouragement of his friend Nazz, Kevin couldn't learn to bottle his anger inside, no matter how hard he tried. Whether he wanted to admit it or not, he truly did want to find a way to pen up his anger. Despite this, he found that abusing inanimate and nonliving objects sated his anger and allowed him to release it without consequences. In the last waking moments of his life, however, Kevin realized that even inanimate objects can feel, and that what they felt most of all was hatred. And in The Twilight Zone, this hatred can drive the very house that one lives in to murder.

Eight kids were all outside of Nazz's house, all of their eyes, save for one's, locked onto Kevin's house, which was swarming with police officers and paramedics. Rolf held his clam Bobo close to his side, hoping its hard shell and soft gurgling would help ease the pain of his loss. Jonny felt tears slide down his cheeks as he stared blankly at Kevin's house, the salty droplets falling down onto Plank, who he held like a baby in his arms. Sarah and Jimmy held each other tightly, both of them hoping to find support in the warmth of the other's embrace. The Eds all stood side by side, each of their faces filled with guilt and shame at Kevin's passing, the three of them each blaming themselves for causing this to happen. Nazz sat on her porch, her eyes locked not on Kevin's house but on a five page paper that she held in her trembling hands. At the top of the paper were big bold letters that read "My Best Friend Kevin". Even after Kevin had hit her, she had driven herself to finish it at school, a sliver of hope still within her that he would get better. But now it was all over. And she felt like she had no one but herself to blame for Kevin's suicide.