One Helluva Time (Eddsworld x Helluva Boss)

8- Loo Loo Land

As soon as he set foot in that park, Edd couldn't help but feel uneasy. It just gave off different vibes from normal theme parks, and it didn't help that memories of a certain theme park were flooding back.
"Edd, are you alright? You seem a bit...on edge." Matt asked.
Edd sighed. "I don't know. Ever since what happened at Asdfland, I feel nervous at theme parks."
"I don't think there's any zombies in Hell." Matt replied, raising an eyebrow.

"It's not just that." Edd went on. "This place seems way more run down than any other theme park we've been to."
He had a point. This place certainly had seen better days. Signs hung precariously over stalls. The animatronics were rusted and missing parts. Weird stains that even science couldn't figure out were splattered on the floor. Safe to say, Loo Loo Land was past its best.

After meandering around the park while following the others, Blitzo finally turned to Edd and Matt and said, "You know what? You two can go off and do your own thing, I don't really care."
"We've got to go to the carnival games!" Matt exclaimed.
"Do you not want to go on any rides? You always liked the rides back in the living world." Edd mentioned.
"No, these rides look a bit precarious." Matt admitted. Before Edd could take in what Matt just said, his train of thought was interrupted by a, "Come on, let's go!", and basically being dragged on the floor as Matt sped off while holding Edd's wrist.

After browsing the stalls, Matt found himself drawn to this...thing. Neither Matt nor Edd could figure out what it was, but it didn't matter, because Matt wanted it, and Edd was going to get it. He gave some money to the vendor and, in exchange, he gave Edd a toy gun that shot a foam bullet. With expert precision, Edd fired the gun and the bullet hit the bullseye. Matt's eyes lit up as Edd twirled the gun around his finger with a smug expression on his face. That is, until the vendor snickered, "Well, that's too bad, little man."

"Excuse me, what? I hit the target." Edd protested.
"Y'see, the target didn't go down, and if the target doesn't go down, you ain't getting that thing." the vendor sneered.
Annoyed, Edd took some more money out of his pocket and slammed it in front of the vendor. Unsurprisingly, the target didn't go down. A lot of money down the drain later, and Edd was getting seriously frustrated. He snarled quietly through gritted teeth and his fists were curled up tight.
"You're really making this sad, you know." the vendor taunted. "You know, if you suck, you suck."

"Edd, you don't have to get me that thing." Matt compromised.
"No. I am getting you that thing, by hook or by crook." Edd lowered his voice to a whisper and veered closer to Matt. "And believe me if I'm getting it by crook."
He slipped some more money out of his pocket and handed it to the vendor, who snatched it out of his hand. As Edd aimed the toy pistol, he pointed out, "Hey, that little imp's trying to steal one of those clown toys." The vendor started swatting the tiny imp away. Perfect. While the vendor's back was turned, Edd yanked the foam bullet out and put a real bullet from his pocket there instead.

"Ugh, stupid things...anyway, give it your best shot! Although, it don't seem you best shot is any good!" the vendor laughed.
Edd just rolled his eyes and took the shot. The bullet ripped through the target, shattering it to pieces. The vendor's jaw dropped to the floor.
"But...but..." he stammered.
"Eh, knocking over the target, destroying the target, same diff." Edd shrugged smugly. "I'll have that thing, please."
Flabbergasted, the vendor shakily handed the thing over to Edd, who promptly handed it over to Matt.
"Aw, Edd, thank you!" Matt exclaimed, pulling him into a hug. However, the moment was destroyed by Blitzo crashing through the stall.