Night of the Were-Ed Novel - 1Night of the Were-Ed
Written by Tdraw202
Original Plot and Comic by Nintendo-Nut1
Revised by Tdraw202
Danny Antonucci, AKA Cartoon, and Cartoon Network own Ed, Edd n Eddy, and Nintendo-Nut1 owns Night of the Were-Ed. I only revised the story.
Eddy had a scam planned for tomorrow. The scam involved a Lemonade Stand, and they would sell not only Lemonade, but soda such as Danny Cola, Dr. Miller, and Erin Dew. 25 cents a pop. Things would go well if the Kankers dont get involved.
Before they got started on the stand, they had a break while Eddy got the soda. Ed was busy running around like an idiot.
Hello, Tree, Ed said to the tree. Hello, lane, Ed said to the lane as he walked down it. Hello ground and dirt, said Ed to the ground.
Ed continued running around until he ran right into a wall. Running into a wall would be painful to a normal kid, but to a kid such as Ed, it didnt faze him. He simply opened an imaginary door using an in
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The teen was a sixteen year old that seemed to be just a smidge too short for his age. He had three, long strands of dark, almost navy blue-colored hair that stuck out more than the rest of his hair on his slightly shaggy blue hair. He wore a yellow t-shirt that went right to his waistline. The shirt had a purple collar and a red stripe coming down the right side of his shirt. He wore baggy blue jeans with a silver wallet chain coming out of his front left pocket and also wore red tennis shoes with white and black designs on them.
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Ed tossed and turned. He still couldnt sleep. He wanted sleep, but his hand didnt allow it. He got up in the middle of the night to get a drink of gravy from his tub.
Suddenly, the hand throbbed. Ed winced and recoiled from pain. AAAAAAAAAAAAAH! Ed screamed.
ED! SHUT UP! shouted Sarah.
aaaaaaaaaah whispered Ed.
The hand throbbed again, and Ed clamped his mouth to keep him from waking Sarah up. He went back into bed, and tried to get back to sleep. Again, his hand prevented that, and he tossed and turned. He tried to play back the comic he had read with imaginary voices acting out the comic, but not even Evil Tim worked. He crawled out of bed a
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Bitter Truths and Fairy Tales
Double D walked next to the werewolf waiting for his response. He didn't fear him, but rather he felt he needed to speak to him, to find out what he had to say.
"You asked who I am," said the werewolf, "My name is Xander, I am a hybrid like you, and someone who wants to help, yet needs help himself."
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Under a Red Harvest Moon
By: Jennifer Gay
Summary: An original Ed, Edd, n Eddy story that is my own sequel to Nintendo-Nut1s dA comic, Solar Eclipse and takes place on Halloween, probably three months since the ending of Solar Eclipse. This story will feature different monsters and creatures from different mythologies, and the Eds will be sixteen in this story as well.
Disclaimer: I do not own Ed, Edd, n Eddy at all! All I own are the monster OCs and thats pretty much it!
Prologue: The Tale of Edward Valor and the Fiendish Seven
Over one thousand, two-hundred years ago, there was a time on the planet Earth where humans and monsters were on the same continent called Eurasia (AN: Thats Europe and Asia). Some of the humans and monsters lived in peace and harmony; but there were some monsters that caused destruction and chaos. Either way, it was a peaceful time in the world
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