Viva Ed Vegas Introduction-Mud Sling-Edd

Viva Ed Vegas Chapter One-Eds Will Roll

Chapter Two-Getting Better Aquainted

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Now Playing: GORILLAZ-19-2000 ( by David Butterfield courtesy of Mystiqual)-Edd and Melissa compare notes...



"Whoa!" Daisy exclaimed as she watched Ed throw up and Edd trying hard not to join in.
"Well, I feel very honoured I got to see it, Double Dee." She said satirically.
"I don’t!" croaked Edd, turning mauve. "OK, Ed. You’re not going to eat dust bunnies again, are you?"
"I had socks on, Double D! explained Ed.
"OK, that’s good." He grimaced wearily. "Remember, dust bunnies means vomit means icky, sticky mess means nobody likes you, now you better go back in and help Eddy." Ordered Edd with a push.
"Full Speed Ahead!" bellowed Ed, picking up gravy biscuits as he ran in.
"loveable oaf." He smiled knowingly to Melissa. Now bored, Daisy stopped
staring into the bins at Ed’s masterpiece.
"I’m going back in!" she announced, before scraping her heels like a bull and charging into
the brunch battle. Alone again, Edd sat opposite to Melissa in the September sun.
"I’ve never seen anyone throw up as much as your friend." She giggled.
"Oh I don’t think it’s possible to throw up as much as Ed, I think I saw a
kitchen sink come out of him." He grinned. Melissa laughed and got her school diary out.


"I’m in music with you later, Double Dee. Don’t you just love music?" she pondered.
" Oh yes, but how did you know I was in music?" he questioned with a hint of apprehension in his mumble.
"Oh well, when I saw the steel guitar fall out of your bag, I took a wild guess."
She chortled, handing him the instrument. "You’ll have to play it for me sometime, Double Dee."


He blushed like a tomato in the Peach Creek sun.
"That’s a smart-looking bag you have there, where’s it from?" he asked courteously.
"Oh…my old school." She said glumly. "Actually I dunno why I
bought it because it doesn’t hold many happy memories for me.
I lived in Las Vegas, you see, with my mom. But I went through a lot of
stress at my old school and moved here. I’m starting to think why and
if my dad and grandma didn’t live here would I even come?" she asked herself sadly.


"I’ve even dragged my twin brother and sister along,
Daisy because she was expelled anyway…and Travis because like me he’s pretty aimless, just wandering around alone
in mind and body day after day…"
"Oh no…kinda like Jack Dawson, huh?" said Edd gently but with a playful tone.
"Yeah, only I’m not on a sinking ship in the Atlantic Ocean
somewhere…though sometimes I wish I was." She said gloomily.
"And I’m not helping anyone "find themselves" like he did." She gesticulated with her hands on "finding themselves".
"well…no, not technically." Admitted Edd. "But I saw you in there, you came to Ed’s rescue before anyone else did, even me…and you helped by breaking Kevin’s foot and…starting a food fight…okay…what was I saying?!?" flustered Edd.
"I dunno, you lost me back at Jack Dawson!" she giggled. Ed grinned and felt warm inside.


Not only was Melissa very pretty, but she also seemed very nice, which was a bonus. It was a different nice to Nazz’ nice, though. Nazz’ had a "breathe-in-my-aura-of-coolness-and-suffer-
the-consequences-but-I’ll-smile-and-giggle-with-you-flirtatiously-nice".
Melissa seemed to possess a genuine "I-just-wanna-be-liked" niceness,
which Edd could identify with. Suddenly,
Daisy stumbled out of the cafeteria, gasping furiously and covered
in quiche and bone marrow stew, courtesy of Rolf.


"Mel…Double Dee…You better get back inside. They’re starting to use Ed as a 10-man hammock."
"Uh-oh!" Squeaked Edd as he ran inside to rescue his pals, followed by Daisy and Melissa. No rest for the witless!
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