The radiant sun bestowed its glow upon the castle, awakening everybody in it. Double D's eyes sluggishly fluttered open, and he walked up to the bed that Ed and Eddy were using, picking up the book Eddy got from the library to go with him.
"Wake up," whispered Double D, tugging on Eddy's shirt. "We have to go to school today."
Eddy groaned loudly, and pulled Ed up to consciousness. "Get up, Ed," he said. Ed's head popped out of the blanket, and he mumbled, "What now?"
"School, Ed. We don't wanna be late." Eddy neared the cell door, bellowing, "JIMMY!" as thunderingly as he could.
Jimmy ran to Eddy's cell as soon as he heard his name. "What is it?" he hissed, giving Eddy a bitter look.
"We need to go to school," he explained. Jimmy opened up the cell door, enabling all three Eds to walk outside of it.
"Oh, good lord, why do I have to do this all the time?" the albino boy whined as the Eds made their way to the school building.
The school was located, conveniently enough, just a few meters away from the castle. The materials made to create it were not but cheap wood and rusted nails, with merely one story. Along with that one story was a courtyard, with wooden tables placed in one section, and filthy, mucky fitness equipment in another section.
Ed, Double D and Eddy found their classroom to be housing Rolf, standing near an oak hardwood desk and blackboard, and cheap cardboard student desks, each housing all of the Cul-De-Sac kids, and even some of their parents as well. Rolf slammed the wooden desk, anticipating everybody else's attention.
"Welcome to school, everybody. Today Rolf is going to educate all of you low-class imbeciles about the concept of statuses under his rule."
All of the students, and by extension the Eds, briskly tuned in to Rolf's words.
"There are in total four statuses a citizen is able to reach, a peasant, an offender, a ruler, and an Urban Ranger." The cobalt haired teenager drew a triangle, and divided it with three horizontal lines.
"The highest status is the Ruler status. This status goes to, of course me! Rolf! This status will be passed on to the top Urban Ranger once Rolf is finally deceased.
While we're on the topic, Urban Rangers are second most high status. Rolf puts them to work, and in return they get more rights than peasants. For instance, they are allowed to eat food besides hay for free, and have overall superior hospitality conditions. Offenders are the very lowest status, even lower than the peasants. This status goes to those who have broken one of the laws. The consequences given to an offender can range from-"
"Fuck you and your bullshit statuses, Rolf!" screeched a squeaky voice. The voice belonged to none other than Double D, sticking his finger in a manner that was pointing to Rolf.
Rolf's eyes widened in frustrated perplexity. "Ed-boy!" he barked. "You are not allowed to disgrace Rolf with ever such insolent vocabulary!"
"Oh, can't I now? You just think you're so goddamn special and almighty?" snapped Double D in response.
"You should not be saying those words at all! They are extremely bad words!" scolded the azure boy.
"Your name's a fucking bad word, ya know that?" Double D taunted hostilely. Rolf gave Double D a puzzled stare.
"What?" he uttered faintly.
"Yeah, it is! And I heard that it means CONCEITED ASSHOLE WHO THINK'S HE'S SO MUCH BETTER THAN EVERYONE ELSE, WHEN HE'S NOTHING BUT A FUCKING WASTE OF SPACE!"
The class was roaring with laughter. Rolf groaned in dismay, and cleared his throat noisily. "Anyway," he drawled in a disdainful tone, "Rolf is going to show you one of the lightest punishments for an offender. A good recent example being Double D's little outburst! He will now face The Destined Paddling!" Rolf pulled out a pair of handcuffs from his pocket, and picked up a wooden oar that was leaning on his desk. He forced Double D's arms on his back, cuffed them, and swung an oar onto Double D's backside repeatedly. All of the other students in the classroom gasped at the sight of the beating, mixed in with the sock-headed child's incessant howls of agony.
"That is only one of the less-severe acts of discipline for offenders! Other punishments can come to be as heavy as-"
Rolf's words were interrupted by the ringing of a bell.
"Oh!" sputtered Rolf. "That's the recess bell! See you in thirty minutes!" The other students ran outside of the wooden room to the courtyard, and Double D was freed from his bonds. He sprinted to where Ed and Eddy were, which was near the sports equipment.
Laying on the ground was a set of dirty foam weights. Double D picked them up and started forcing them up and down. Eddy glared at Double D in response to this peculiar predicament.
"I just find it odd how you're willfully lifting weights," remarked the pink kid.
"Well, that's because I am a very productive person! And speaking of productivity…" Double D picked up Eddy's book from the floor, and pushed it into Eddy's direction.
"Read it," he demanded bluntly. Eddy sighed, opened up the book, and started examining the text in it. However, the boy could barely seem to concentrate on what he was requested to do. Eddy looked around the courtyard, and paid more notice to other things, such as Nazz telling Kevin about the American Revolution, and how the colonists revolted against the British empire. It slightly intrigued Eddy, but then Double D snapped his fingers at him, and ordered, "Focus". Eddy heeded, whilst also sweating. Double D took a glance at Ed.
"Hey, why aren't you lifting weights?" the fair-skinned child grumbled.
"I don't really feel like it. Why should I anyway?" replied Ed.
"We need to get stronger to fight Rolf!" Double D nagged, shaking Ed's arm to attract his attention.
"I'm not sure that ruthless violence is the way to go as a first means of retrieving what you want," Ed objected.
Double D smacked his face with his bare left hand. "Ed, you're absolutely hopeless…"
The rest of the day carried on in the school for six more hours, with Rolf meandering on and on about statuses and punishments, Eddy paying far more heed to his book than Rolf, Double D falling asleep most of the day, and Rolf constantly jeering at him to listen to his words. When the Eds were sentenced back to their cells, both Double D and Eddy were extremely fatigued, Eddy especially, who ceased to keep on reading when school was over, and instead started laying and fidgeting on the floor in a devastated fashion. Meanwhile, Double D kept himself busy by continuing to plot ideas for future scams with Ed. They kept on doing so for the rest of the day.