Ed, Edd, N Eddy: 2! (Discontinued).

Chapter #2: Tell Me, Ed!

The Ed's woke up early the next morning and got their things together. They made sure they got nice cards and gifts for Naz knowing ahead of time they weren't going to make it to her party. Double D began making the bed while Eddy picked up some of the leftover trash. "You never told us when exactly you started liking Kevin," he mentioned. "Or at least when you 'realized' you liked him." He shifted his brown eyes over gazing at his friend's back. He could see his friend blushing despite the awkward angle. His ear is red.

"Well... I think I started realizing it when... that time you kept trying to get revenge on Kevin and wanted me to throw Ed's old lunch at him. He was actually tinkering his bike at that time and... he was very nice to me. Albeit it was brief, he discussed his tools with me. I think that was the first (solo) conversation I have ever had with him without him trying to beat me up for something, haha! He was just so... nice!" He answered. "Or the time you thought Kevin stole your magazines, Eddy. Kevin was also pretty nice to me that day. He even thanked me for giving him the time of day! Ah!" He snapped his fingers, his pale red lips curling upwards as he turned to face his friends. Ed and Eddy stared, taken aback at the peculiar gleam in his emerald orbs. "That time you two made me think I had a disease! Lackadaisycathro disease, remember?" 

Eddy smacked his knee with his hand and erupted in laughter. "HAHAHA! I REMEMBER THAT! YOU FELL FOR THAT LIKE A SAP!!"

"UHAHA! DOUBLE D'S A SAP EDDY UHAHA!" 

"Yeah, Ed we get it!" Eddy grumbled.

Double D scowled. "Yeah, remember how Kevin beat you two to a pulp for that!?" He huffed. "it was wonderful to not get punished with you guys for your antics! It was wonderful for him to defend me too. You guys never saw it but I was actually really upset for what you did to me that day. I went home and wept. I didn't even eat dinner! After I got out of the shower I heard the doorbell ring..."

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Ding ding! Double D quickly thrusted his beanie hat over his head before throwing his dirty clothes and towels into the hamper. He took a peek at the clock as he hurried downstairs, 9:36 PM. 'Who could it be at this time?' Ding ding! "I'm coming!" He called out. 'It's probably just Ed and Eddy. I kind of doubt it though, especially after the beating Kevin gave them! Did he hit them harder than usual? Eddy's lip swelled pretty bad afterwards.' Ding ding! "For goodness sakes I'm coming!" Click! He swung the door open and was instantly met with cool air which breezed between his legs, the cloth of his yellow one piece shifted against his skin slightly. "Kevin!?" 

Before him stood Kevin in baggy blue sweats and a plain grey T-shirt with a black sweatshirt draped loosely over his shoulders. He wasn't wearing his hat so his orange hair stood out messily, he hadn't cut it in awhile so it was getting a bit long. Kevin was overdue for another buzz cut it seemed. Kevin shyly rubbed the back of his neck avoiding Edd's gaze, "I uh, wanted to check up on you. You seemed really upset earlier everyone said. They were pretty worried." Kevin switched his gaze from his feet up Eddward's legs forcing them from looking up any further. "Uh, sorry if they didn't seem worried by the way. I know they get all riled up and whatnot but they really do care, you know? They really were conerned-dude, are you even listening? What was the point in even coming-! Wow! Edd!?" He looked up in frustration only to be met with guilt and surprise. Tears welled and streamed down Edd's pale cheeks due to their overflow.

Eddward sniffled and hurriedly threw a hand over his face. "I'm sorry! I apologize Kevin, it's so thoughtful of you to do something like this for me! To come over so late and check on me!" 

'Man! It's worse than I thought! Those dorks really upset him!' Kevin looked around anxiously. So far the coast is clear. "Look, it's fine. I'm coming in," he said placing his hands on Edd's shoulders spinning him around and nudging him forward. The ginger haired boy quickly pelted the door shut behind them before making his way into the kitchen. The table is clear as can be and the counters are untouched aside from the sticky notes. All over the walls and fridge sticky notes are plastered. The ginger raised a brow; the stove is clear and there's nothing in the toaster. "So... uh, where's your parents?" He asked awkwardly a small bead of sweat dropping from his forehead.