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Falling Apart

For a fraction of a second, Double D actually thought that he was back in his bed. Nice and cozy in his very organized room. That at any moment, Ed and/or Eddy would be coming to disturb his peace with the latest scam, as was the routine he had grown comfortable with.

Then his over active brain had to kick in and bring him back to his senses. It started with the coppery taste of blood. Then came the eye sight and pain. Then the memories.

-5 minutes ago

"Eddy!" Double D spoke worriedly. "I must insist that you desist with your current ploy!"

"Relax Sock Head." Eddy casually spoke.

"We have just removed ourselves as the social pariahs and are fully accepted into the folds of our peers." Double D continued. "Taking advantage of their newly placed faith could only have catastrophic results!"

"Hey, it's like you said." Eddy spoke, never taking his eyes off of the jar. "We need to get the getting while the getting's good."

"I never said anything of the sort!" Double D denied.

"And what better place than Eddy's Fun Land!" The short boy exclaimed, ignoring his friend's words as he motioned towards the low budget amusement park that they had constructed, well, Double D and Ed had constructed anyway.

Double D sighed as his advice fell onto deaf ears, again. His short friend was gifted with words when he wanted to be, which was only when it involved monetary gain. It was why he was always able to bring back the others, even after constantly angering them. Again. And again. And again.

I wonder if we're all insane? He thought. It is the literal definition.

Double D looked at his work and felt pride that he could build something like this with only the barest of equipment. A merry-go round from a strong coil and some off chairs here and there. A water-slide made from nothing more than a large improvised ramp and a long, long series of water hoses. A few games, such as striking a target and win a prize. All so simple yet so impressive.

While it was a source of great pride for Edd, it was also what concerned him. More so than the opinion of his peers, the constructions mattered to him. It was a symbol of his skill and passion, anything wrong with it was his fault. Either through lack of focus, care or just not being skilled enough.

SKREEEE

The sudden and unsettling noise drew Double D from his musings.

It seems that his fear was well placed. The water slide was wobbling to the side, dangerously close to the make-shift merry go round. Yet, caught up in the act of euphoria, non of his peers seemed to notice the danger they were in.

Before he knew it, he was running towards the catastrophe to to warn the others.

"Everyone, everyone! Run! Flee! Escape!" Double D shouted in panic. "The construction is unstable! It's all compromised!"

Double D's frantic shouting and waving drew the attention of the others.

"What's he shouting about?" Nazz asked as she leaned onto her boyfriend.

"Who cares?" Kevin asked. "We've got-"

His words were cut short when the ride they were on began shaking.

Double D had arrived to the ride and froze as the slide actually tilted. Realization hit him that there was nothing he could do. That's when it all came down on him.

-Flashback end

Now the Cul de sac kids were pulling themselves from the wreckage, a little scrapped and dazed but unharmed, for the most part.

All were angry. All were angry at Eddy, for falling for another of his scams.

"You dorks have gone too far!" Kevin roared as he pulled up his sleeve.

"The son of a shepherd will have vengeance on the Ed boys!" Rolf exclaimed. "Prepare yourselves!"

Eddy began to tremble as they began to converge on him. He began looking for an escape route only to see that he was already surrounded.

"...h-help...m...me..."

The voice, weak and broken as it was, cut through every other sound. It drew their attention from the soon to be beating to the wreckage.

"Oh man." Kevin whispered.

Double D was still trapped under everything. He was being crushed by the wreckage of their failed scam.

Their anger was forgotten and replaced with fear. This was too much for them, too real. Before they knew it, they were all running in the same direction.

Almost all of them.

Ed grabbed the edge of something and began pulling for all he was worth. For a moment, Double D was sure that his large friend was going to lift the wreckage from him. There had been times were he had displayed great strength that bordered the unnatural. He could even feel the weight shift slightly as his friend continued to lift. But it did nothing more than shift. It was too much, even for Ed.

Oh dear. Edd thought worriedly. Why did I not know that such a task would be physically impossible? I hope I haven't taken any substantial damage to my head. Losing just a fraction of my intellect would be a cruel punishment.

"We need to go lumpy!" Eddy shouted as he pulled on his friends coat.

"Double D...help...trouble!" Ed exclaimed as he continued trying to lift the weight.

Eddy began to look around the area for...anything, but found nothing. Nothing but the backs of the rest of the Cul-de sac kids scattering in different directions. It was only a matter of time before this involved adults, and then the blame would fall on him, like it always did.

Last time a scam went this bad, he and the other Eds had to make a break for it away towards his brother. He couldn't get away with something like that for a second time.

Eddy squeezed the jar of money close before making a decision. He grabbed the back of Ed's jacket and began pulling, but his large friend didn't budge. Ed was too focused on the task at hand to notice Eddy trying to lead him away.

"Come on Ed, we can't do anything!" Eddy shouted, drawing his friends attention.

"But Eddy-" Ed pleaded.

"Come on Ed, someone might be coming!" The shorter Ed yelled.

Finally Ed stopped struggling when he registered what Eddy had said. He turned to his short friend who wouldn't stop pulling.

"Adults?" Ed asked.

"Yeah, adults." Eddy spoke, his desperation rising. "Adults are coming!"

Ed hesitated, he didn't want to leave one of his friends. But he had been taught not to be in the way of grown-ups and to listen to them, unless they were strangers. Though he found it confusing when they said that some strangers were good, when they wore badges.

Ed shook his head, trying to clear the stray thoughts. He needed to stay focused on Double D, now was not the time to let his brain wander. The tall Ed looked at his shorter friend and nodded. He didn't want to, but he trusted Eddy, they were friends after all. He'd let the adults handle things.

"We're getting adults!" Ed exclaimed. "Stay right here Double D!"

If he hadn't known Ed as he did, he would have accused him of being a smart aleck. But he did know Ed, he knew that his large friend just didn't know any better.

So Edd laid there. Unable to move, just see his friends leaving in the distance.

. . .

The waiting was the painful part, not unlike the pain of the material piled unto him. It was constant and nothing could truly take his mind off of it for more than a second.

To assure himself that his intelligence hadn't been compromised, and to keep his mind occupied, he began a mental recital. He started by going over every state in his mind alphabetically, then he began to complicated equations in his mind.

Time passed, and Double D found it becoming harder and harder to think. Not from any direct damage to his brain as he initially feared, but because he was struggling to stay awake. Though he didn't dare go to sleep for fear of his life. He might not wake up.

There were over a dozen things that could be wrong, minus the obvious impalement. Who knows how many of his bones had been broken, or shattered. Internal bleeding could be taking place at the moment, it could kill him in a few minutes, or drag on for hours.

As Double D's thoughts continued to wonder on the possible damages, the worse the idea of sleep seemed. But he could still feel the gentle pull at the edge of his conscious mind. His body unconsciously relaxing and refusing to obey. Even his vision was going blurry, black spots filled the edge of his field of vision.

Sleep seemed so inviting...no more pain...no more fear...but he resisted...as best he could.

Where where his friends, he wondered. He was sure they were on their way, with help from professional and responsible adults. He just had to wait a little longer.

...

...

...

Double D didn't know how long he had been out, or even when he fell asleep. Though he was grateful to have woken up at all. The first thing he had noticed was the sky, it was nighttime, he had been unconscious for several hours at least. The second thing he noticed was how nice the stars looked.

Wait, why am I still here? Double D thought as fear began to rise. I should be in a hospital! Why hadn't anyone called for an ambulance for me!?

He distinctively became aware of something moving out of the corner of his eye. At the edge of his vision, he was able to see three figures. As they continued shuffling around him, he began making out who they were.

Kankers!

Double D's initial response to their presence was to try and run, out of pure reflex. However, he found that he couldn't move. He realized that this was concerning. He tried to move his hands or feet, but couldn't cause much more that a twitch.

At least it doesn't hurt anymore. Double D thought as he tried to calm himself only to realize what he thought. It didn't hurt!

That was a bad sign, pain was actually imperative. Lack of it could either be a sign of serious nerve or spinal damage. He began to panic, the thought of never moving again was horrible. True, he had never been the most physically active of people, but that had been by choice. And even he enjoyed the occasional activities, such as swimming and leisure stroll through nature.

I-It's okay. Double D tried to rationalize. It's not the...the worse thing. You still have your brain, that's all Stephen Hawking ever needed, and look at all he accomplished.

A thud sound and a shout brought him from his growing despair. It reminded him that he wasn't alone, he was alone with the Kankers.

"Watch where you toss that!" Marie shouted.

What are they doing here? Double D wondered.

He watched them as best he could, but he was having obvious difficulty. Being unable to move while they continuously moved back and forth made it difficult. Eventually, they moved into his line of sight enough times for him to piece their actions together. The Kanker sisters were moving the rubble from off of him. While none of them could move the debris on their own, they hadn't given up. Working together, they were able to move some of the larger debris that trapped him. They were freeing him from the rubble!

Finally, they got the last of the rubble that trapped him, but gasped at what they saw. One of the pipes had impaled Double D! They had no idea how to handle that. May began to tear up at the sight of the broken boy.

"...the way through him." Lee muttered in shock, bringing his attention back to them.

"We need to get that thing out of him!"

"How!?"

No! He tried to tell them not to remove anything from him, it would only do more harm than good. As hard as it was to believe, having an object impaled inside him was keeping him semi-stable. He tried to warn them, but he was unable to do anything.

It seemed that one of the Kankers had finally noticed his attempt at gaining their attention. May, the youngest Kanker.

The blond had noticed that Double D had been fidgeting a bit, but assumed they were spasms. When she looked closer, she saw that his eyes were open and locked with hers. They were dull, but they wide and focused. His mouth began moving slowly and she realized he was struggling to talk. She knelt to his side, which went unnoticed by her sisters.

"He's talking!" May exclaimed.

The elder Kankers' stopped their arguing to see if their sister had been right, she was. Double D was mumbling, though it was too low for them to hear.

"What's he saying?" Lee asked.

Lee and Marie knelt down with their sister and listened as best they could to the boy. His mumbling made it hard for them to make out, only able to understand bits and pieces.

"He's saying...don't remove it." Marie voiced. "Blood."

"The pipe is keeping the blood from flowing everywhere." May stated in understanding.

"Wow." Lee quipped dryly. "Even when half dead, he's got to be a brainiac."

"Hey, that brainiac is going to make me a rich wife someday!" Marie stated in pride. "Right pudd'n?" She asked, only to get no response, he just stared. "Pudd'n?" Marie leaned in close, worry beginning to fill her again. "Can you hear me Double D?" Marie asked as patted his cheek. "I need you to stay awake!"

Edd flinched from the Kanker's touch, thought not out of his usual fear and/or disgust of human contact. Her hand was burning!

Is she feverish? Double D wondered. If so then being out here is the last thing she should be-

"Jeez!" Marie recoiled, stopping his thoughts. "He's freezing!"

Double D felt dread when she stated that, it wasn't her, it was him. He had been out here for hours, and with no protection other than the clothes he wore. With his already weak body working at such low functions, there was a chance he was suffering from hypothermia.

"Hey, I think I hear something!" May stated as she held a hand to her ears.

"'Bout time they got here!" Lee exclaimed. "We called them ages ago!"

The Kankers called for help? Double D thought in shock. What about my friends?

He could only wonder where Ed and Eddy where. As well as the rest of the Cul de sac kids, they had made an amends after all. Even his big brain couldn't comprehend the fact that they had left him.

Review-Just need 10 to update.

I tried to make this as realistic as possible, I realized that not a lot of people like Ed, Edd, N Eddy to be too out there. No supernatural or scifi. So, let's see how Double D progresses.

THIS IS NOT A HAREM! Double D will be paired with Marie.