Chapter 3: The Tension Begins

Kevin groggily got out of bed. What time was it? He asked himself. He looked over to his left. There, snoring on the ground with a sound that reminded Kevin all too much of some strange mutation of a donkey, an elephant and a goose being drowned in chocolate milk, was Eddy. More important, however was his watch. It read 10:92.

It's only 10:9- wait a sec... Kevin thought. Where was his rational thinking? Was there even a time like that? Eddy sure was dumb. He'd probably be owned by Mr. Crocker on a daily basis if he was on that show my older brother watches.

He decided to go into the kitchen to look at the time and simultaneously grab himself a tiny snack from his fridge. He went down the stairs, and heard snoring coming from the computer room. He went inside and found Jonny passed out upon the floor, Plank in his never-more-tighter grip.

"JONNY!"

Jonny spat up, his tousled brown hair he grew in the last couple of years swaying in front of his face. "Hello, mom?"

"It's not mom, stupid, it's Kevin."

"Oh, heya, Kevin!"

"You're starting to sound like Dork. Shut it."

"Kay."

"Have you seen Nazz at all, Jonny?"

"Who?"

"You have something wrong with your head, right Jonny?"

"No, Kevin, I'm irresponsive when I awaken from my slumber."

"You're starting to sound like Double-Dweeb. Shut it."

"Okay then."

"Where is Nazz?" Kevin made a hand gesture as if to relate to Jonny that if he forgot who Nazz was, he would recieve a punch across the face.

"He, er, sorry- she went outside to look for something?"

"I dunno, you tell me."

"If she went- oh, crud, if she did- uh, I knew I shouldn't have told her- this isn't good is it, Plank?"

"What's the mumbo jumbo, Jonny?"

"Nazz may have gone outside last night to look for a creature that I told her about."

"Truthfully?"

"Yeah, we need to find her, or she'll be in a dangerous fix!"

"You're starting to sound like Fluffy. Shut it."

"You mean the three-headed-dog from Harry Potter?"

"No, you stupid little-" Kevin almost said a cuss word, but thought better of it. "Jimmy."

"Oh."

"What are you talking about?"

Jonny explained last night's event to Kevin. He ran outside in a cold-blooded panic, and he found Nazz on the ground.

She was perfectly fine, aside from the small piece of her stomach that had been chewed off.

It started at 10:00 AM.

Eddy was in his house, taking a shower. His parents were out of town, taking a cruise ship to the Carribean. As Eddy was grounded, he was not allowed to go, he couldn't play his video games, and he couldn't have his friends (whom his parents wrongly suspected were mindless, greedy jerks, just like their opinion of their son) over, and he wasn't allowed to eat.

Naturally, he disobeyed all of their commands, except going on the cruise to eat fish and see men do ballet dressed up as Buzz Lightyear or something crazy. Not allowed to eat? Come on, were his parents abusing him or something?

He ignored the little voice in his mind that said, Probably.

He got his three strands of hair wet, and he looked at the door.

It was open.

He took no notice of this at first, and then he thought, Didn't I shut that? And then another panicked thought ran into his mind- Kankers. Oh god, please let it not be them!

He put on his clothes, turned the shower off, and ran out into the hallway. No one except the broken vase on the floor. "OH FANTASTIC!" he yelled. "MY PARENTS ARE GOING TO FRICKIN KILL ME!"

"SORRY EDDY!"

"AAH!"

Eddy wheeled around, and there were his two friends, Ed and Edd.

"Ed? Did you just break Eddy's vase?"

"You bet your sweet patootie I did!"

"Oh, great." Edd leaned over, and he got out from his beanie cap some Acme Superglue and some paint.

"I am dearly sorry, Eddy. Ed can be a tad rambunctious sometimes.

"Tell me about it."

"Anways, shall we go into the kitchen now? I've finished with the vase," Edd said.

It was true. The vase was as good as new, and it was placed carefully back upon the tiny shelf on which it once stood. Eddy marveled at the authenticity of the vase, but then said, "What about the inside?"

"Eddy, tell me when anybody has ever looked inside a vase on Antiques Roadshow?"

"Err-"

"My case and point. I heard one guy filed a lawsuit against them when they told him his vase was worth a million dollars when it was cardboard with glaze on it."

"What's glaze?" Ed asked.

"More importantly, what's cardboard?" Eddy proclaimed.

"I'm surrounded by nitwits."

"What was that, Double-D?"

"Never mind Ed. Now shall we go into the kitchen and snack? I happen to be rather hungry."

"Yessir!" Ed and Eddy said at the same time.

"Great! My parents are still at work, bless them. They have been at work for almost a week in a row now. I'm beginning to wonder about them," Edd said.

"My parents are-"

But Ed was interrupted when Eddy fell bump after bump after bump down the stairs. He landed on the ground of his living room with a thud and a groan.

"Eddy! Are you okay?" Edd asked him.

"NO, I"M NOT FRICKING OKAY, I FELL DOWN THE STAIRS!"

"I'm sorry-"

"WHY DIDN"T YOU HELP ME? YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE MY FRIEND!"

And Eddy woke up in a cold sweat.

He looked around. What time was it? He looked at his watch. 10:92, it said. Great.

He fell back asleep.