Disclaimer: Ed, Edd N Eddy and all its characters are copyright AKA Cartoon. I am not using them for profit; I am simply using them to practice my own writing skills….

Author: Continuing from where Eddy left off, here comes chapter five! The "Eddy story arc", as I call it, will probably unfold the quickest of them all; the "Double-D story arc" will also be fast; but the "Ed story arc", although full of action, will probably unfold the slowest. (At least, that is what I have planned…) Warning: fan characters ahead. Okay, I am finally done with my rambling, ON WITH THE STORY!

Chapter Five- Rich Kids' Schools (are Even Worse then Poor Kids')

Eddy sat down on the gigantic bed, actually thinking (something he hardly ever does). So, apparently, he was in a parallel universe were he was richer then the whole planet, and was extremely well known and loved by millions, possibly even billions, of people.

"What could go wrong?" Eddy wondered. He got his answer the very next second.

The door to his bedroom slammed open, and a lady walked in. Eddy could tell by the look on the woman's face that she was extremely strict. "Sir Eddy!" she yelled in a prim-and-proper (snobby) voice. "You are late for your lessons!"

Eddy winced at the tone. "Lessons?" he asked.

The lady looked horrified. "Sir Eddy, you must speak in full sentences! The proper thing to have said would have been, 'What lessons are you talking about, Lady Allith?'" she scolded.

"What lessons are you talking about, Lady Allith?" Eddy responded, trying not to show his disgust or confusion, although he did show a bit of his anger.

"The lessons you take every day, Sir Eddy," Lady Allith said, "I am in charge of teaching you how to be proper, and how to spend your fortune. Come along now, Sir."

Eddy followed Lady Allith. Halfway down the hall, she turned around and gasped. "What is it?" Eddy asked, looking behind him.

"Look at how you are walking, Sir Eddy!" Lady Allith cried, as if she had seen the most horrible thing in the universe.

Eddy blinked. He was walking like he always walked.

Lady Allith ran (trotted) up to him. She said, "Sir Eddy, someone of your wealth and power should NOT be walking like… some commoner!"

Before Eddy could respond with a sarcastic comment, she took his hands out of his pocket and placed them by his side. She then slapped his back with a whip, causing him to stand up straighter. The position was surprisingly painful. "Stay in that position," Lady Allith said in a haughty tone.

"But-" Eddy began, his temper rising.

"Sir Eddy! Never begin a sentence with the word 'but'!" Lady Allith said scornfully.

"But this darn position hurts my back!" Eddy yelled.

Lady Allith raised an eyebrow as if to say, so what? She then said, "Sir Eddy, what did I say about starting sentences off with the word 'but'?"

Eddy grumbled but continued to follow Lady Allith. Very soon they came to a door labeled, "School Room". She waved her hand in front of the doorknob and the automatic door opened. Eddy looked inside the room.

There were eleven desks, but only ten of them were filled. The unfilled desk rose feet high above the others, and it looked more like a throne with a dinning room table then a desk. He knew the desk belonged to him because the words "Eddy McRich" was carved for all to see on the throne, and also because a servant was spraying "Perfume A la Cash" on the desk.

When Eddy and the teacher walked into the classroom, all the kids stood up and saluted them. When Lady Allith waved her hand, they all sat down respectfully. Eddy looked at the kids; he didn't recognize a single face.

"Take your seat, Sir Eddy," Lady Allith said. Eddy complied, shocked by the size of the desk he was supposed to sit as. Lady Allith watched him like a hawk as he somehow managed to get on the throne- er, desk. When he was seated, she cleared her throat.

The other kids sat up straighter at the sound. Eddy quickly caught on. Lady Allith walked in front of the desks, the silence terrifying. He began to sweat as Lady Allith walked, wordlessly, coming closer and closer to his desk….

Lady Allith stopped at the desk… next to Eddy. Eddy let out a silent breath of relief. Lady Allith narrowed her eyes, and the child she was staring at began to sweat excessively. "What are you doing here, Ilene?" Lady Allith asked in a dangerous tone.

The girl's eyes widened. She stuttered, "I-ilene? Lady Allith, Ilene is my twin sister- I'm Irene!"

It was so obvious that Ilene was lying, Eddy thought.

"Ilene," Lady Allith said, "You are not the heir to the Rosomon Fortune. This is a class for heirs to fortunes. Irene is the heir to the Rosomon Fortune. I do not want you to take the place of your twin again. If you do…."

The room was so silent; you could hear a pin drop. Lady Allith produced a device with a button on it out of no where, and pressed the red button. The floor around Ilene's desk disappeared, and Ilene screamed as she fell down the pit….

Lady Allith muttered something that sounded an awful lot like, "Darn commoners," before clearing her throat. "So," she spoke in her royal voice, "it seems everyone but Irene is here today. We shall begin today's lessons."

Lady Allith began writing on the white board. Eddy stared at the meaningless stuff, and found himself growing extremely tired. He yawned loudly. Lady Allith jumped in surprise.

"SIR EDDY!" Lady Allith yelled, loud enough to wake the dead. "Did you just yawn? Am I boring you that much, Sir Eddy!"

"Yes," Eddy answered before he realized what he was saying.

"What?" Lady Allith asked through clinched teeth.

" 'What' is not a full sentence, Lady Allith," Eddy said in a mocking tone.

"Sir Eddy…"

"What are you goona due? Ground me?" Eddy asked.

Before Lady Allith could respond, the bell rang. Eddy practically ran out of the room, much to Lady Allith's grief- rich people should not run!

Eddy ran, smirking, for a few minutes before he stopped, realizing he had no clue where he was. "Oh great," Eddy thought. "I have this lame psychopath of a teacher mad at me; I still have to go to a school, and the school stinks even more then my old one, and I'm lost in this colossal mansion."

Eddy looked up at the ugly-colored wallpaper on the ceiling. "That fairy thing cheated me," he yelled, "this place is not perfect. Hey, Fay! FAY! SEND ME BACK TO THE REAL WORLD!"

Eddy paused for a second, waiting for a vortex to open up in the ceiling. When the expected vortex did not appear, he screamed even louder, shaking his fist, "FAY! I AM SERIOUS! GET ME OUT OF HERE!"

Eddy waited another minute. Nothing happened. "Fay?" he asked, but this time it was more of a terrified whisper then a rage-filled yell.

Realization crossed Eddy's face.

"I'm stuck here…."