It was Valentine's day. Eduardo knew what that meant. Something crazy was going to go down at Edd's house. Every damn holiday, something random happens at their place. In fact, for the past five days Eduardo had a betting pool on who would get the brunt of the damage.
Naturally, he'd bet Edd, Jon bet Tom and Mark bet Matt, no one was really there to bet against Tord.
The morning of, they heard screaming from their neighbors house. When they went to look, sure enough, Tom had been turned into some sort of cursed tentacle monster and he's attacking the others.
Eduardo cursed under his breath, having lost to Jon of all people, and headed inside to pay up. Only to find Jon hiding, muttering to himself.
Oh no. It can't be one of those times, can it?
Eduardo approached, apprehensively. If that one time when he and Ed got superpowers was anything to learn from, he knew this was probably a bad sign.
He grabbed Jon's shoulder, and he turned to reveal; yep, his arms are now tentacles and he is p a n i c i n g
