Rolf arrived outside Eddy's bedroom door, his heated gaze could melt the glass window at this point. For Bridget this is what it has come to. With no hesitation, Rolf kicked down Eddy's door, and stormed into his room. Eddy poked his head out of his bathroom door.

"Hey farmboy! You're paying for that!"

Rolf stared at Eddy processing all the hatred he had for this murderer. Eddy stared back dumbfounded.

"Shouldn't you be counting chickens or something?"

At this, Rolf charged at Eddy tackling him and slamming him against the porcelain tub.

"Hey! Get off me, I didn't do it!"

Rolf took multiple shots at Eddy's neck and chest, then lifted him up and heaved him towards the sink. Eddy landed on the floor, hitting his head against the sink, and desperately reached for any sharp utensils, however felt no such luck. As he scrambled to regain his balance, Rolf kicked him in the stomach and he fell back down on his chest.

"Dimwitted Ed boy, you will confess to the murder of Bridget or you will taste my boot more."

"Bridget? I don't know a Bridget."

Rolf kicked Eddy once again in the side of the ribs.

"Enough delay, Rolf does not lie in his threats. Rolf is never wrong three times stubborn Ed."

"Rolf, I think you need to recount your eggs…"

"Eggs have no place here, I've had enough of your nonsense."

Rolf dragged Eddy into his room and placed him against the wall. Rolf then put Eddy's record player on the ground and threateningly raised his foot above it.

"OK, OK I DID IT! LISTEN HEAR ME OUT!" Eddy screamed.

Rolf stared deep into Eddy's eyes.

"Listen, that weird kid, what's his name… Jimmy! Jimmy gave me $10, said he needed to send you a message. He said something about an offer that you refused. Said that it was the only way to get back at you, the only way you'd understand! It was just a stupid chicken Rolf, I tried to get my buddies in on it but knowing them they'd both have some sort of problem with it. So I took the money because I needed it, it was just for the money, it was nothing personal Rolf, don't take it personally!"

Eddy crawled over to his closet and opened it, revealing a collection of jawbreakers. He grabbed one and placed it in his mouth.

"Sho buddy, let'sh make a deal. How bout half and half? You know what, since I know you pershonally you can have shixty pershent!"

Rolf continued to stare at Eddy in total disgust.

"Let'sh shay twenty-five - sheventy-five then?" Eddy quacked nervously.

Rolf took a step towards him, and in one fell swoop, stomped Eddy's head into the ground. A resounding crack filled the room. The jawbreaker floats out of Eddy's mouth in a river of blood and teeth.

Eddy's screams fill the cul-de-sac as Rolf exits, his eyes set on a new target. Rolf takes one last look at Eddy frantically trying to scoop his teeth back into his mouth.

"If I were you I'd lay off the jawbreakers for a while short Ed boy, I hear they rot the teeth."