Potoperson: Here we come to chapter 14. Oh the suspense…oh the terror…oh the drama!

Cella: Oh the annoyingness…

Potoperson: Hey! Don't talk about my fic that way!

Cella: Right…your fic.

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I don't own Ed, Edd, and Eddy, or Nazz, or Kevin, or Plank, or Johnny, or Rolf, or Victor-

Cella: WE GET IT!

Potoperson: All right! On with the show!

Chapter 14- Coco and Johnny have their Say

Marilyn could feel consciousness coming slowly but refused to let it in. She wanted to rest more. Dreams and nightmares created fragmented images in her mind that she couldn't make sense of. Blind folds…screaming...crashes….boxes? But what did they all mean?

When she realized that she was sitting upright against a hard surface she grudgingly allowed her eyes to open, only to find she couldn't see. It must be dark in the hotel room, she thought. She waited patiently for her eyes to adjust to the dimness of the room but they didn't. She began to panic, was she going blind?

"Nazz?" she called, "Sara?" She realized her wrists and ankles were tied together. She wriggled against them. What was going on here? "May? Lee? Marie?" She called, her voice gaining a hysterical edge, "Coco? Johnny? Rolf? Kevin?" She was almost ready to start sobbing when a huge slamming noise coming from beside her startled her into screaming.

"HEY! Shut up over there! People are trying to sleep!" a rough voice shouted. Marilyn turned hopeful. "Um…Lee? Is that you?" She asked quietly. From somewhere else another voice shrieked, "Yeah people are trying to sleep! Why don't you shut up!" "Marie?" Marilyn called. "I was just having the bestest dream that me and my Gravy Guy were skipping through a field of dandelions and you ruined it!" another voice moaned. "May!" Marilyn shouted. The voices kept bickering back and forth and Marilyn grew impatient, "Would somebody tell me what's going on!"

On her left a drowsy voice called, "Marilyn? Is that you over there?" She sighed in relief at having a voice acknowledge her. "Yes it's me. Is that Nazz?"

"Yeah. Where are we?"

"I was trying to figure that out, I can't see. I think that I'm wearing a blindfold and my hands and feet are tied up."

"Mine too… Your voice sounds muffled. Are you in another room?"

"I don't know…" She tried to stretch her arms and legs out the best she could, tied up as she was and found that she couldn't entirely uncurl her legs without them hitting a wall and her hands scraped the ceiling when she lifted them a few inches over her head. The walls were close together as well. "It's too small to be a room. It feels like…like a box." This was nuts, why would they be trapped in boxes?

"My room feels like a box too." She paused, "Where's Sara?"

They called for Sara a couple times until they got the muffled, mumbled reply, "Ed…be quiet it's too early for buttered toast…"

"Sara?" Nazz called again.

There was suddenly what sounded like a quick intake of breath and a loud thump accompanied by groaning.

"Did you try to sit up?" Marilyn inquired.

"Uh-huh…" Sara said, "What's going on?..."

"That's what we're trying to figure out." Nazz said, "Does anyone remember what happened last night?"

"Last night, this morning, I can't tell when it is with this thing on my face!"

"Whatever, does anyone remember?"

Marilyn tried to resurrect the dreams and nightmares in her mind that she was just realizing were actually memories. "I remember…I remember that the lights went out, and there was a big crash and these people in masks broke through the door, and they grabbed us and put blindfolds on us…."

"And then we went out the window!" Sara said suddenly, as if it just came back to her, "They climbed down somehow and put us in boxes."

"But where are we now?" The question went unanswered as suddenly there was a screeching sound, like brakes on pavement and things went still. It was at that moment they realized they'd been moving. There was a rusty creaking sound, like a door being opened and they could hear a man and woman talking.

"You know, you'd think this sort of stuff would be illegal, you know?" the woman's voice explained.

"Yeah," the man agreed, "It's amazing what a person can get away with…" he paused and then called louder, "All right how's everyone doing back here? All alive I hope."

"YOU CRAZY WEIRDO! JUST WHO THE HECK ARE YOU AND WHAT IN YOUR RIGHT MIND TOLD YOU THAT YOU COULD THROW US INTO BOXES LIKE WE WERE SOME STINKIN' TOYS OR SOMETHING!?" Sara's rant came. They heard a chuckling along with mumbling something along the lines of, "the red head's ok."

"Why are you doing this? What's going on?" Nazz demanded in a much more diplomatic tone.

"You'll find out soon enough." The man's voice said, "Now I heard the sisters arguing back here so I know they're alive. What about the dark haired one?"

"Umm…I'm here." Marilyn said softly, unsure what else to say.

"Good!" The male voice said pleasantly, "Now holler if anyone has to go to the bathroom. Ta-ta for now."

"Wait! Who are you? What are you doing to us?" Nazz cried in vain. There was that same rusty creaking and a slam as the voices faded away. They managed to catch something about, "driving to the mountains before sunrise."

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Eddy picked up the orange hibiscus off the floor and studied it. It looked like it'd been trampled with army boots. He sighed and shoved it in his pocket as Ed and Jimmy cried dolefully. About their friends/girlfriends disappearance. The others were searching the room in vain for any clue as to where they could have disappeared to. Double D was staring hard at the broken door. Eddy scowled at him. "Hey sockhead, you staring at the door isn't helping!"

Double d gave no response. Eddy just shook his head and went back to searching the floor. "It could have been the poltergeist." Rolf said mysteriously, "A ghost that throws objects around and causes mischief."

"What good will does that do us?" Kevin asked.

Rolf shrugged, "It is good to know what we fight against. As they say, knowledge is power."

Kevin exhaled exasperatedly and flopped down on one of the beds, "Knowledge won't help us beat something that can walk through walls…" he muttered.

Double D's head suddenly shot up. "What was that Kevin?" He asked softly. "I said that this whole thing's pointless and knowing it's a ghost won't do anything for us."

"No, I mean what you said about walking through walls."

Kevin, along with the rest of the group looked perplexed. "Ghosts walk through walls." He said, "Everyone knows that."

Double D stood up and looked at them, a glimmer of knowledge in his eye. "Then I was right. Sunshine Island isn't haunted."

Eddy scowled. "What are you talking about? How could it be not haunted, the message…"

"Human hands wrote it" he interjected. He pointed at Kevin, "You said ghosts walk through walls, yes?" Kevin nodded. Double D turned and pointed to the door. "If a ghost did it, then why would he break down a door? Why wouldn't he have just walked in?"

He brandished a magnifying glass from his pocket and examined the door closely while everyone gathered around. "Just as I thought. There are signs here of the door being kicked down. You see? Here's the definite out line of a boot."

Everyone exchanged glances. "So…if it wasn't a ghost?" Jimmy said, "Then who?..." Suddenly Plank's ears (?) perked and he asked "Did you hear that?" Johnny looked around. "Hear what, Plank?"

"There! It sounds like…" His eyes widened. "Coco!" Plank told Johnny to bring him to one of the beds and they both looked under to find one terrified/aggravated little coconut. "It's about time you found me! I was scared to death!" she huffed.

"Coco, what happened?" Plank asked.

"It was terrible Plank! All the lights went out and the door exploded open and the room was flooded with these people all dressed in black who wore masks for skiing….you know I have never skied before Plank, do you think we could go sometime…?"

"What happened with the people in the ski masks?" Plank pressed.

"Oh right. They kept grabbing the girls and tying up their hands and feet and putting blind folds over their eyes, those nasty sisters tried to fight back but the masked people were too strong! And then someone rolled a long ladder out the window and they climbed down and shoved them into boxes and put them into the bed of a truck and they drove away. Oh they took everybody Plank, everybody!" She began to sob big coconutty sobs and Plank sighed and said, "Johnny? Can you put me down for a sec?" Johnny set him down and Coco rolled over and leaned against Plank's shoulder, crying. (You know this is very interesting/weird/random to visualize, isn't it?)

"There, there it's all right Coco." Plank said quietly, "Do you know where they went?"

Coco sniffled and mumbled that she didn't. She only heard something about driving north.

The boys looked on, baffled on what on earth Johnny was doing with his hunk of wood and a coconut. Whatever it was he seemed very interested in it. Suddenly Johnny stood, leaving the inanimate objects behind and returning to the group. "Plank found out where the girls are!" They looked at him incredulously as he told them about men in masks tying the girls up and whisking them away somewhere north.

"And who told you this?" Kevin asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Coco."

"And who is Coco?"

"Plank's fiancé."

Kevin now understood why Rolf didn't want anyone to know they were related.

Double D cleared his throat and asked, "Where did…Coco…say that these 'men' took them?"

"Somewhere north, she wasn't sure where." Double D wandered over to the vanity to glance over the message on the mirror. "They will wallow in the dark caves of fear…" he repeated slowly. His mind ran over a map of the island. "North….caves…that's it!"

"I know where they are!" Double d suddenly proclaimed. Ed suddenly left crying and said brightly, "You know where my fuzzy bunny is, Double D?" Double D walked to a nightstand and shuffled through the drawer until he found a brochure for the island that had a map printed on it. He spread it across a bed so everyone could see. "It's just a hunch, but if what Johnny is saying is true and they are heading north then they'll probably be heading to the mountain range where there's a series of caves. Remember?"

"What caves?"

"We could've gone spelunking Eddy but I figured everyone would be too afraid of ghosts to go, so we took the tour of the mountains that resided over the caves instead."

"We could've what?!"

"Spelunking, exploring caves?"

"What kind of crazy word is spelunking?!"

"Guys!" Ed moaned, "What about my fuzzy bunny?"

Double D readjusted his hat and continued, "Anyway. I believe that this message is also a clue. The captors are hiding in the Sunshine Island caves."

"Wait, wait, wait." Kevin said, "We're trusting a coconut to take us there? Geez I thought you were the smart dork" (geez, he hasn't said THAT this entire story)

Johnny glared at him. "Hey! Coco knows what she saw! She wouldn't make something up like this! "

"Uh, that's not the point. It's a coconut."

"Don't call her an 'it' you jerk!"

"She's a hunk of fruit, and Plank is a hunk of wood."

"That doesn't mean they don't have feelings!"

"It sort of does."

Johnny's normally cheerful face was red and he wore an angered frown. "I don't know what Marilyn sees in you." He mumbled.

There was an awkward tenses silence after this out burst. People's eyes looked back and forth between the enraged bald head and shocked cap-head, expecting one or the other to burst into flames or explode. Kevin exhaled briefly and said, "If we want to get to the mountains anytime soon we'd best get dressed and find a bus.

With that he turned and left the room. Slowly the others followed and they wondered if they could find the girls without killing each other first.

(Potoperson and Cella stare with gaping mouths at the computer screen)

Cella:…Poto?

Potoperson:…yeah?

Cella: Did you just…

Potoperson: Write a serious conflict that I would normally avoid like the bubonic plague? Yup.

Cella:….Who are you an what have you done with the Potoperson?

Potoperson:…LET'S FIND SOMETHING RANDOM TO ALLEVIATE THE SERIOUS MOOD THAT'S BEFALLEN US!

Cella: PLESE!

Potoperson: Ok, here's a random poll I was going to take last chapter! In an all out brawl including Chuck Norris, Chef Boyardee, Ed, and Plank who do YOU think would win? Vote on my profile page!

Cella: That's easy! It would be-

Potoperson: Uh-uh! This is for the reviewers to decide! ;)