Episode 6: Where's Ed?
Written by: Comicfreak1007
NOTE: After a very long hiatus, the series is back. This episode will be written by me, instead of the usual me collaborating with happystoryteller on an episode. So, without further ado, here's episode six of The Adventures of Edd, Ed, 'n Eddy (My writing has improved as well).
ANOTHER NOTE: Edith (an OC in this story) is NOT MY OC. It's Happystoryteller's. She gave me permission to use her in my stories.
Double Dee, Eddy, and Edith were sitting together in History class one cloudy, and quiet morning in Peach Creek. Suddenly, a paper airplane flew towards Edith, and hit her lightly in the chest. Wanting to know who did it, she quickly looked around. After a few seconds, she saw Eddy behind her waving so innocently. She growled lowly.
"Just wait 'till history's over, flat head," She muttered as she picked up the paper airplane, and read what it said in black pen:
Where's Ed?
Without hesitating, she got out her jet black pen with a skull on it, wrote a response on the paper airplane (How am I suppose to know?!), and threw it at Eddy. A loudly whispered "Ow!" was heard seconds later. Edith chuckled.
Double Dee saw the whole thing, and decided to put a stop to it. So he leaned closer to Edith (who was sitting next to him), and touched her on the shoulder.
"Edith, I'm afraid what you and Eddy are doing is prohibited in the confines of this educational environment. Please desist, as you won't receive a detention slip from the teacher."
Edith scoffed as she lightly pushed Double Dee. "Chillax, Double Dee. Me and Eddy done thi…OW!!" The paper airplane that Eddy gave to Edith in the first place flew towards Edith, and hit her in the back of her head.
"Gracious! Are you all right?"
"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine," Edith said impatiently as he she rubbed the back of her head. She then looked at Eddy who grinned innocently at her.
"….But he won't be when I'm through with him! So, where's Ed? I haven't seen him at all this morning."
"Unfortunately, I too haven't recalled seeing Ed at our bus resignation spot about ¼ of an hour prior to our bus arrival. Perhaps he is a little bit under the weather, and is at home recovering."
Silence finally began again in the classroom. Edith simply stared at Double Dee without saying anything before accidentally blurting out, "HE DOESN'T GET SICK THAT EASILY, YOU I-" Edith then covered her mouth as laughter was heard from the entire classroom. Double Dee slowly lowered himself in his seat, while Eddy laughed with the others.
Finally, after a couple of minutes of laughter, the class grew silent again, and a pale finger was pointed to Double Dee, Edith, and Eddy, It was their teacher, instructing them to go stand in the hallways.
"Oh, come on," Edith said in her loud, shrill voice. "He…" She pointed at Eddy as Eddy formed a pool of sweat around his desk from nervousness, "…was the one that threw this freaking paper airplane at me!"
SLAM!
The teacher slammed her ruler on her desk quickly, and loudly. The entire class flinched slightly. Double Dee got up from his seat, hanging his head, while Eddy quickly followed him. Edith had no choice, but follow the two.
"…Ok, ok, we're going…"
(6 HOURS LATER…)
"Ok, fur real, Ed can't just get sick like that, man," Edith explained as she walked with Eddy and Double Dee in the hallways. "Remember when he drank my entire septic tank in less than a minute? And he lived to tell the tale!"
"Yep" Eddy said. "She's got a supporting fact there." Double Dee agreed. Both of them said it in unison.
"Well, If Ed's not sick, then what was his excuse to simply skip school today, missing a day's worth of education that he'll have to receive in addition to tomorrow's assignments that he will have to complete. I recalled that he's failing in all of his courses. He will lose his credits if he-"
"Yap, yap, yap," Eddy said in a mocking voice. All three of them stopped in front of the men's bathroom. "Lumpy likes scary movies? He probably missed school to watch some kind of scary movie marathon, or something."
"But according to the TV Guide manual for this week, I never recalled seeing a marathon of some sort on a scary channel," Double Dee corrected Eddy. "Therefore, there must be another reason, and hopefully, it's a reasonable one."
"Oh, come on, guys! If you both of you had bigger brains, you would figure out that Ed is skipping, probably buying jawbreakers behind my back…" Jet black money signs suddenly appeared on Eddy's eyes. "….WITH ALL OF THAT MONEY!!"
(FLASHBACK TO A FEW WEEKS AGO)
Eddy was standing in the middle of the lane, waiting for Ed to buy him a jawbreaker. Moments turned into seconds, and then seconds turned into many, many minutes. Suddenly, something hard hit Eddy in the back of his head, and sent Eddy flying out of the lane, and into a trash can in front of his house.
BAM!
"I got the tuna, Eddy," Ed shouted happily as he walked past Eddy carrying a 10 lb. tuna. Eddy was upside down, kicking his legs as fast as he could kick them.
"Oh, yeah," Edith chuckled. "Good story….but you forgot about the part where I push you into a trash can."
Eddy turned his head at Edith, and looked at her incredulously. "…Girl, you must b-"
Edith pushed Eddy into the trash can next to him before Eddy could finish his sentence. The school bell rang loudly as everyone ran out of their classrooms, and out the exit door, running past Double Dee, Edith, and Eddy.
"Leave him!" Edith then took Double Dee's hand, and attempted to run out the exit door with him, but he didn't move an inch. "Let's find gravy boy, and get this conflict solved already!" She looked at Double Dee as soon as she realized he didn't move an inch. Double Dee's arms were crossed; he gave Edith the "I'm so disappointed in you" look while shaking his head at her at the same time. Edith sighed loudly. Everyone in the entire school were already outside, and running into their school buses.
"Fine! We'll get Eddy out of there. But, If we miss our bus, I'm kicking you butt into next week!"
"Oh joy…" Double Dee muttered sarcastically as Edith ran to the trash can Eddy was stuck in.
(35 MINUTES LATER…)
Double Dee, Edith, Eddy, and Ed were in Eddy's living room, watching a reality show from MTV.
"So, tell me, Double Dee," Edith laughed so much that her words were almost incoherent. "HOW did we find Ed?"
Double Dee, who seemed like she explained this to Edith a thousand times, took a deep breath, and simply replied:
"I made buttered toast, threw it out the window, and Ed ran to my front yard from his mysterious place of origin." He sighed once again. Eddy then turned the TV down, looked at the readers, and said, "Happy? We just saved you about 100 years of your reading time for ya! Happy Kwanza!"
"Go socks," Ed shouted, raising his arms up in the air.
"Yeah, but I could've thought of it myself, ya know," Edith said confidently. "I just wanted Edd to figure out how to find lumpy."
Eddy quickly scoffed in response. "I wish I can believe that…"
"BELIEVE IT. So, shut your mouth, and we won't have any problems!"
"Heck, we already have problems already, you crazy bitch!!"
Silence immediately filled the living room. Ed's eyes grew big, Double Dee's mouth dropped, and Edith was squeezing a pillow next to her, looking like she was about to punch Eddy in the stomach.
"HE SAID A NAGHTY WORD, DOUBLE DEE," Ed yelled as he frantically pointed at Eddy.
"….Are you even allowed to say that," Edith asked Double Dee calmly through her clenched teeth.
"…..Apparently no, but It's the author's duty to censor something that is deemed inappropriate." All three of them then looked at the author with eager eyes. After it was apparent that the author didn't censor the word, Edith took off her earrings, rolled up her sleeves, and ran after Eddy.
"I'M GONNA MAKE YOU WISH YOU WEREN'T BORN, YOU TWERP!!"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
Eddy ran away from Edith followed Eddy into the kitchen. Moments later, sound of pots and pans crashing together can be heard in the living room. Double Dee flinched a little. Ed laughed and clapped at the same time.
"Follow me, Ed." Double Dee walked slowly into the kitchen. "Let's assist Eddy, and aid his bruises, shall we?"
After a few seconds, Ed followed Double Dee into the kitchen. "Wrestling rules, Double Dee!"