Cartoon_Kid
05-12-2007, 08:00 PM
Disclaimer: I do not own Ed, Edd, n, Eddy or any of their respective characters. They belong to Cartoon Network, AKA Cartoon Studios, and Danny Antoucci. All rights are reserved to them. I also do not own Resident Evil, the T-Virus, or any other respective aspect of the Resident Evil series. Their rights are reserved to the Capcom corporation.
The episodes will come once a week and will be a 6 part special wrote by me
It was a typical morning in the Cal-De-Sac, nothing special. Eddy and Double-D were already hard at work, planning the day's scam while Ed did his usual lumping around.
"Eddy, do you have any idea how preposterous that idea is?!" Double-D asked loudly and rhetorically. "It's not even anywhere near Halloween! No one will want to go into a haunted house! It's out of season!"
"Sure they will! Remember what I said before: 'You can do anyone with the right bait at any time!'"
"Please, Eddy! The only one who would possibly fall for this one is Jonny, and you know Plank will talk him out of it one way or another!"
"You actually think that board talks to Jonny?"
"As unfeasible as it sounds, yes!" Double-D returned.
"Hey, guys!" Ed shouted.
"What do you want, lumpy?" Eddy asked, sighing.
"Who wants to go to the candy store?!" Ed asked, stupidly.
"We don't have any money, monobrow!"
"Oh yes we do!" Ed replied, holding out his hands. Eddy ran over and quickly frowned.
"Ed, those are bottlecaps."
"YUP! Five bucks, Eddy!"
"Ed, you can't trade bottlecaps for money! That's why Eddy and I need to make a plan to make money."
"Like I was saying, a haunted house would be a good plan! Ed could be a zombie, you could be a ghost, Double-D!"
"Eddy, you know I don't have any sort of training or experience in this area! How would I make a good ghost?"
"All we have to do is study some of Ed's old horror flicks while we work out the kinks in the plan."
"MOVIES GOOD FOR ED!" Ed shouted, a giant grin flooding his countenance.
"Well, Ed seems to be enthused about the plan. I guess we could try it. What have we got to lose?" Edd consented.
"I get to be a zombie mutant brain muncher from Mars, right?" Ed asked, shaking his arms out from side to side.
"Shut up, Ed. Let's just go grab your movies and make for Double-D's place!"
"Why my place, Eddy?"
"You have the best equipment to design our haunted house, that's why! Come on!" Eddy charged from the lane towards Double-D's house in his usual running style. Ed followed closely, arms flapping behind him like two socks in the wind. Double-D sighed and followed his friends to his residence.
Double-D stood at his drawing board with one pencil in his hand and another behind his ear. He spun to face Ed and Eddy who were waiting anxiously to see the local prodigy's newest brainchild.
"Well, gentlemen. . ." Double-D started, "and I use that term loosely, I have a basic floor layout for our haunted house. Now, we need to do our research. Ed brought all of his old horror movies, correct?"
"You bet!" Ed exclaimed, big fat grin beaming.
"Where are they, Ed?" Eddy asked.
"Umm. lemme find them!" Ed replied, rummaging through his jacket. He ducked his head and arms into it like a turtle. Double-D and Eddy glared at each other in confusion. Eddy shrugged, and turned back to Ed, whose legs had been withdrawn into his pants. Ed was now a bundle on the floor, looking much like a rock. Miscellaneous objects flew out of the arm, leg, and neck holes of Ed's clothes as he searched for his prized movies.
"How does he get himself dressed in the mornings, anyway?" Eddy asked to himself. Eddy turned to Double-D. "Better go and make some popcorn." Double-D nodded and left the basement for his kitchen. Eddy rolled his eyes and prepared to follow Edd upstairs.
"Found them!" Ed yelled, slamming a wheelbarrow full of video tapes on top of Eddy, smashing him to the ground.
"Gr-Gr-Grandad?" Eddy stammered, pulling himself out from underneath the wheelbarrow. "ED!!!" Eddy shouted, leaping onto Ed. Eddy grabbed Ed by the collar and firmly planted his sneakers into Ed's chest. "Ed, that eyebrow's too big for your fat head!"
"Guys, the popcorn is ready!" Double-D said from the top of the stairs.
"Cool! Grab the movies, Ed!"
"Table for two!" Ed shouted, carrying the wheelbarrow upstairs one-handed as if it were a mere pillow.
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"Eddy, I can't believe you convinced me to do something this idiotic." Double-D sighed, slipping a fake zombie mask over his head. "First, we watched twelve hours of stupid monster movies that we could have produced better, now this."
"Double-D, just stand there and look scary. Ed, go put on your monster costume." Eddy replied.
"Righto, mister!" Ed replied, saluting. Ed left the room.
"Monster constume. good lord, Eddy, I hope you don't mean that suit Ed wore to scare the living daylights out of the kids in the Cal-De-Sac! I still haven't recovered from the last time he put that thing on! I am still waking up in a cold sweat when I dream about it!"
"Don't get your hat in a knot, Shakespeare. Ed'll be fine this time." Eddy replied, putting on his werewolf suit.
"Ready for action, Eddy!" Ed yelled, returning into the room with his infamous gray monster suit on. "I am a monster!!! RRRRRGH!"
"Save it for the customers, Ed!"
"Oh, brother. . ."
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Meanwhile, deep within the intestines of the commercial district, what started as a simple car accident involving a van and three cars was about to get more dangerous than anyone had ever expected.
The episodes will come once a week and will be a 6 part special wrote by me
It was a typical morning in the Cal-De-Sac, nothing special. Eddy and Double-D were already hard at work, planning the day's scam while Ed did his usual lumping around.
"Eddy, do you have any idea how preposterous that idea is?!" Double-D asked loudly and rhetorically. "It's not even anywhere near Halloween! No one will want to go into a haunted house! It's out of season!"
"Sure they will! Remember what I said before: 'You can do anyone with the right bait at any time!'"
"Please, Eddy! The only one who would possibly fall for this one is Jonny, and you know Plank will talk him out of it one way or another!"
"You actually think that board talks to Jonny?"
"As unfeasible as it sounds, yes!" Double-D returned.
"Hey, guys!" Ed shouted.
"What do you want, lumpy?" Eddy asked, sighing.
"Who wants to go to the candy store?!" Ed asked, stupidly.
"We don't have any money, monobrow!"
"Oh yes we do!" Ed replied, holding out his hands. Eddy ran over and quickly frowned.
"Ed, those are bottlecaps."
"YUP! Five bucks, Eddy!"
"Ed, you can't trade bottlecaps for money! That's why Eddy and I need to make a plan to make money."
"Like I was saying, a haunted house would be a good plan! Ed could be a zombie, you could be a ghost, Double-D!"
"Eddy, you know I don't have any sort of training or experience in this area! How would I make a good ghost?"
"All we have to do is study some of Ed's old horror flicks while we work out the kinks in the plan."
"MOVIES GOOD FOR ED!" Ed shouted, a giant grin flooding his countenance.
"Well, Ed seems to be enthused about the plan. I guess we could try it. What have we got to lose?" Edd consented.
"I get to be a zombie mutant brain muncher from Mars, right?" Ed asked, shaking his arms out from side to side.
"Shut up, Ed. Let's just go grab your movies and make for Double-D's place!"
"Why my place, Eddy?"
"You have the best equipment to design our haunted house, that's why! Come on!" Eddy charged from the lane towards Double-D's house in his usual running style. Ed followed closely, arms flapping behind him like two socks in the wind. Double-D sighed and followed his friends to his residence.
Double-D stood at his drawing board with one pencil in his hand and another behind his ear. He spun to face Ed and Eddy who were waiting anxiously to see the local prodigy's newest brainchild.
"Well, gentlemen. . ." Double-D started, "and I use that term loosely, I have a basic floor layout for our haunted house. Now, we need to do our research. Ed brought all of his old horror movies, correct?"
"You bet!" Ed exclaimed, big fat grin beaming.
"Where are they, Ed?" Eddy asked.
"Umm. lemme find them!" Ed replied, rummaging through his jacket. He ducked his head and arms into it like a turtle. Double-D and Eddy glared at each other in confusion. Eddy shrugged, and turned back to Ed, whose legs had been withdrawn into his pants. Ed was now a bundle on the floor, looking much like a rock. Miscellaneous objects flew out of the arm, leg, and neck holes of Ed's clothes as he searched for his prized movies.
"How does he get himself dressed in the mornings, anyway?" Eddy asked to himself. Eddy turned to Double-D. "Better go and make some popcorn." Double-D nodded and left the basement for his kitchen. Eddy rolled his eyes and prepared to follow Edd upstairs.
"Found them!" Ed yelled, slamming a wheelbarrow full of video tapes on top of Eddy, smashing him to the ground.
"Gr-Gr-Grandad?" Eddy stammered, pulling himself out from underneath the wheelbarrow. "ED!!!" Eddy shouted, leaping onto Ed. Eddy grabbed Ed by the collar and firmly planted his sneakers into Ed's chest. "Ed, that eyebrow's too big for your fat head!"
"Guys, the popcorn is ready!" Double-D said from the top of the stairs.
"Cool! Grab the movies, Ed!"
"Table for two!" Ed shouted, carrying the wheelbarrow upstairs one-handed as if it were a mere pillow.
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"Eddy, I can't believe you convinced me to do something this idiotic." Double-D sighed, slipping a fake zombie mask over his head. "First, we watched twelve hours of stupid monster movies that we could have produced better, now this."
"Double-D, just stand there and look scary. Ed, go put on your monster costume." Eddy replied.
"Righto, mister!" Ed replied, saluting. Ed left the room.
"Monster constume. good lord, Eddy, I hope you don't mean that suit Ed wore to scare the living daylights out of the kids in the Cal-De-Sac! I still haven't recovered from the last time he put that thing on! I am still waking up in a cold sweat when I dream about it!"
"Don't get your hat in a knot, Shakespeare. Ed'll be fine this time." Eddy replied, putting on his werewolf suit.
"Ready for action, Eddy!" Ed yelled, returning into the room with his infamous gray monster suit on. "I am a monster!!! RRRRRGH!"
"Save it for the customers, Ed!"
"Oh, brother. . ."
********************************
Meanwhile, deep within the intestines of the commercial district, what started as a simple car accident involving a van and three cars was about to get more dangerous than anyone had ever expected.