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Ch.5

Warehouse Showdown

Yay for three day weekends! I was able to get a lot of writing done, I'm going to see Ironman tomorrow, and I got to drive on the road for the first time since getting my permit! This weekend's looking pretty good so I hope this chapter will be too. Please R&R!

Deep in Peach Creek's junkyard sat Eddy in the getaway van as he gazed at the large sacs of money, nearly drooling all over it. "If my brother's life wasn't at stake, this would be one of the best moments of my life. I'm a freakin' millionaire!"

"Eddy, please refrain from yelling!" hissed Double D as he continued to repair the van. "We're trying to not get caught, remember?"

"Whatever Sockhead," replied Eddy as he sat in the driver's seat. "Just tell me when the others come back with the grub."

Double D looked over his shoulder. "I guess that would be now."

"It took me forever, but I finally got it finished!" exclaimed Jimmy as he walked over to the van carrying a plate that contained a large chocolate cake. "I'm also a whiz at cooking…"

"Cake!" exclaimed Ed as he rammed into Jimmy, sending him flying into a pile of barb wire as well as sending the cake flying into the air. With an impressive display of lower body strength, Ed launched himself into the air, engulfing the entire cake before face-planting to the ground below. He picked up his head, giving the group a thumbs-up. "Yum!"

Sarah immediately put her brother into a headlock, nearly snapping his neck. "Ed, you fatso, that was for all of us!"

Kevin walked over to the van, placing a large jug on the ground. "I got some gasoline for the car. Hey dork, how come you aren't helping?"

"'Cause I'm the leader," replied Eddy. "And a brilliant one."

The red hat-wearing kid crossed his arms. "Right, and I'm King of France!"

"And Rolf is the Emperor of cabbage!" replied Rolf.

"You guys!" shouted Jonny as he rushed over to the group. "Look what I found in Eddy's mail!"

"Why the heck are you going through my mail?" snapped Eddy.

Jonny held up a CD. "I found another DVD!"

"But where are we gonna watch it?" asked Nazz."

"Let's use the DVD player in the van!" exclaimed Ed before taking another punch to the face from his little sister.

Eddy stared at amazement at his friend. "Oh my gosh, Ed had a good idea!" The kids hurried over to the van, where Eddy placed the DVD in the DVD player and flipped on the TV. "Wait, since when does this thing have a DVD player and a TV?"

"I forget," replied Ed.

A man in a dark cloak appeared on the screen sitting in an armchair, just like last time. "Marvelous job Eddy, simply outstanding. I didn't know you and your friends had it in you to rob a bank." He walked over to the other side of the room, where an unconscious Chris sat chained to a chair, his head hung downward.

"You're brother must be so proud of you," replied the man. He turned to Chris. "Go on Chris, say hello to your brother and his friends. Eddy's brother didn't make a reply. Instead, the man grabbed Chris's arm waving it at the screen as he did a cheap imitation of Chris's voice. "Hi Eddy! Please save me before he blows my head off!"

"He's a good ventriloquist," replied Ed."

Eddy punched his friend in the stomach. "Shut it!"

"I'm sorry you're brother's not feeling too energetic," said the man as he sat back down in his chair. "Merciless torture tends to sap the life out of you. Now then, let's get down to business, shall we? Come to the Chaplin warehouse at midnight with the money, alone, or the last thing your brother will taste is steel when I shove my gun in his mouth and pull the trigger."

"You do and I'll kill you with my bare hands!" shouted Eddy.

"He can't hear you dork!" said Kevin.

"Oh and by the way Eddy," said the man. "Remember how the first DVD exploded? Well, so does this one." The TV went blank.

Eddy's angered grimace became a mask of panic. "Oh man."

A crescent moon hung in the night sky as Eddy entered the warehouse, carrying a large briefcase. It was too dark to see anyone inside, but he knew someone was waiting for him. "Okay, I'm here so give me back my brother!"

The lights switched on, revealing Chris suspended in the middle of the room by a multitude of chains. Eddy hurried to his brother's aid, only to be stopped by a voice. "Not yet Eddy."

Eddy turned to see the man from the DVD standing nearby with a silver key in his hand. "You can't undo the lock without this. Would you like to buy it from me?"

"Fine!" snapped Eddy. "Give it to me and I'll give you the money!"

"Give me the money and then I'll give you the key," replied the man.

"I'm not giving you a penny until I get the key!" spat Eddy.

The man took out a 9mm Beretta and pointed it at Eddy's brother. "Fine, say goodbye."

"Nonononono!" Eddy said quickly. "Look, I have an idea, just put the gun down." The man slipped his gun back into his coat pocket, as well as the key.

"Okay then," began Eddy. "We'll walk over to each other and on the count of three, we'll give each other what we want."

"Sounds reasonable," replied the man. The two walked over to each other, standing inches away from each other as Eddy counted, "One…two…three!" Eddy swiftly handed the man the briefcase as the man removed a taser from his coat pocket, zapping Eddy into unconsciousness. A black eighteen wheeler pulled into the warehouse and stopped at Eddy, allowing guards to grab the unconscious boy as well as Chris.

The man walked over to the van, a smile on his face. "Looks like I came here for what I wanted. You can split the money between the lot of you, I want the boy!"

"Attack!" The guards and the man turned to see Eddy's friends run towards them, armed with an assortment of makeshift weapons.

One of the guards undid the lock on Chris's chains. "Okay, I…" Jonny swung Plank at the guard's shin. The boy went for another swing, but the guard reacted quickly. Grabbing one of the chains, he wrapped it around Jonny's neck and began to strangle the life out of him.

"Fear not Jonny the wood boy!" shouted Rolf as he swung his shovel at another guard's stomach. "Rolf shall assist you!" He swung the shovel down on the guard's hands, causing him to release Jonny. Two more guards rushed over, tackling the two kids to the ground.

Jimmy and Sarah stood back to back as they were surrounded by three guards.

"Come and get me!" shouted Jimmy as he got in a boxing stance while holding a feather duster in his right hand. "I'll flip you like an omelet!" One of the guards punched the boy in the side of the head. "Sarah! He hit me!" A guard went to grab Jimmy, but Sarah quickly came to his aid, swinging her jump rope like a whip at the man's arm. Another guard came from behind her and swept her up as another guard did the same to Jimmy.

Nazz swung her tennis racquet at one of the guards, scoring a hit in the head. Another guard grabbed her by the wrist, disarming her of her weapon, but she quickly countered with a karate chop to the neck. "Don't mess with me, I know karate!" She blocked a punch from one of the guards and kicked at her adversary. The guard grabbed her leg, swinging her around before hurling her into a pile of boxes.

Kevin rushed over to Nazz's attacker, swinging his wrench into the guard's kneecap, causing him to collapse. Another guard quickly rushed at Kevin, kicking him in the stomach.

"Awooga!" shouted Ed as he smacked one of the guards in the stomach with a baseball bat. "I shall avenge my fallen comrade!"

"Um Ed. Could lend a hand please?" asked Double D, his voice trembling with panic as he swung a walking stick like a rapier at a group of guards who began to overtake him. Ed ran at the guards, bellowing some sort of war cry, but the guards quickly dodged him, causing Ed to run head first into the wall.

"Come on, we gotta go!" shouted a guard as he got into the escape truck. The guards quickly stopped attacking the kids and sprinted into truck. One of the guards looked over at his boss, who held the unconscious Eddy. "What if the kids follow us?"

"Don't worry, they won't be able to," replied the man.

Kevin held his aching ribs. "Come on, we gotta get to the van!" The kids, while rubbing their injuries, dashed to the van, which was parked across the street.

Double D, despite his lack of endurance or athletic ability, was in front of the group. A ticking sound reached his ears, causing him to look harder at the van. His eyes went wide as he could see a bomb planted on the dashboard. "Everyone run the other way!"

"Why?" asked Sarah. The van exploded, sending the kids several yards away, falling to the hard pavement.

Double D picked his head up painfully. "That's why."

I hope everyone enjoyed the chapter! Please R&R!