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Eddy and Double D were able to catch up to Ed before he could make a spectacle of himself. Then Eddy quickly explained to Ed that they had to be sneaky and quiet so Jack wouldn’t see them. Thankfully, the message actually got to Ed’s tiny brain that night, and he said he understood.

So the three Eds followed the tall, forlorn-looking skeleton at a safe distance. Before they knew it, they found themselves in the graveyard by the pumpkin patch again. They quickly ducked behind a tombstone and peered around it, hoping like heck Jack didn’t see them.

They watched as Jack stopped near a small grave that looked like a doghouse. The name on the doghouse grave read “Zero.” Jack patted his lap two times. A small ghost dog with a bright orange nose popped out of the grave and began to follow Jack as he continued to walk.

Jack walked into the pumpkin patch and to the top of Spiral Hill. All the Eds could see of him now was a tall, dark silhouette against the bright yellow moon. Then, all of the sudden, they heard the sound of the Pumpkin King explaining his frustrations in song.

Jack: There are few who'd deny, at what I do I am the best
For my talents are renowned far and wide
When it comes to surprises in the moonlit night
I excel without ever even trying

With the slightest little effort of my ghostlike charms
I have seen grown men give out a shriek
With the wave of my hand, and a well-placed moan
I have swept the very bravest off their feet

Yet, year after year, it's the same routine
And I grow so weary of the sound of screams
And I, Jack, the Pumpkin King
Have grown so tired of the same old thing

Oh, somewhere deep inside of these bones
An emptiness began to grow
There's something out there, far from my home
A longing that I've never known.


Eddy ducked down back behind the grave. “Man, what’s with this guy?” he asked Double D and Ed. “He’s practically worshiped and he’s miserable?”

“Well Eddy, some of the most famous and successful people in the world are also the most miserable,” said Double D. “It’s a proven fact.”

“And you know what else they say,” said Ed. “‘All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy.’”

But instead of laughing, Double D and Eddy frowned at the irony of Ed’s saying. “So Ed,” said Eddy. “Tell us more about this guy.”

“Can do, Eddy,” said Ed. He opened his comic book about Jack Skellington. Then he began to read.


Ed: He’s a master of fright, and a demon of light
And he’ll scare you right out of your pants
To a guy in Kentucky, he’s Mister Unlucky
And he’s known throughout England and France

And since he is dead, he can take off his head
To recite Shakespearean quotations
No animal nor man can scream like he can
With the fury of his, uh, his . . .

Ed paused and quickly flipped through the pages.

Ed: . . .recitations. Am I a good reader or what?

“Shhhh!” Eddy hissed furiously. He pointed at Jack. The three boys cautiously peered over the tombstone again.


Jack: But who here would ever understand
That the Pumpkin King with the skeleton grin
Would tire of his crown, if they only understood
He'd give it all up if he only could

Oh, there's an empty place in my bones
That calls out for something unknown
The fame and praise come year after year
Does nothing for these empty tears.


Then the Eds watched as the spiral of Spiral Hill uncurled into a path toward the same woods the Eds had come from. Jack and the little ghost dog (Double D guessed that his name was Zero) walked down the path and disappeared into the woods.

It wasn’t until about thirty seconds later that the Eds came out of their hiding place. But as Double D got up, he saw something out of the corner of his eye. But when he turned back, no one was there. He could have sworn that he saw Sally leaving the graveyard . . .

“I can’t believe this guy!” Eddy said in frustration, snapping Double D back to attention. “He wants to give up his fame? How stupid can you get?”

“Actually Eddy, that’s what most successful people wish for,” said Double D. “It’s not really worth it to have what you want but not be happy about it. Another proven fact.”

“Yeah, well, I know one successful guy that’s not gonna end up like that,” said Eddy.

“And who might that be?” asked Double D.

“Me, of course!” said Eddy.

Double D laughed at this. “You’re joking, right?” he asked.

“No!” said Eddy. “Okay, so I’m not the most successful person now, but just you wait! My day’s gonna come soon! And I’m gonna savor every moment of it!”

“And I suppose once you obtain that power, you’re not going to need Ed and me anymore,” said Double D.

“What are you, nuts?” asked Eddy. “I can’t do a thing without your brain and Ed’s empty-headedness!”

Double D was surprised by this statement. “You really mean that, Eddy?”

“Sure!” said Eddy. “And I know that you guys can’t do anything without me either. As long as we’re together, at least we actually have a chance at getting jawbreakers.”

“Ah yes, jawbreakers,” said Double D. “The one thing we all have in common.”

“Yum yum yum!” said Ed.

“Exactly!” said Eddy. “And since I’m obviously the brains of this operation, I say we go into those woods and keep following Jack. Then once we figure out a little more about this Spook-E-Ville, we can go home. I promise. ‘Cause we’re the brave and determined Eds.”

“Determined, maybe,” said Double D. “But I’m not so sure about the “brave” part. But even so, I think there’s a word for what we are: Stouthearted.”

“Stouthearted . . . ” said Eddy. “That gives me an idea . . . ”

“Eddy, I hear a marching cadence,” said Double D. “Are you going to sing?”

“Yep,” said Eddy. Then Ed and Double D watched as Eddy began to march over to Spiral Hill, while singing this song.

(Sing to the tune of “Stouthearted Men.”)

Eddy: We are the Eds
Yes, the Stouthearted Eds
And we fight for the candy we adore

Start you with ten
Of our stouthearted scams
It’s okay, we have ten thousand more, oh!

Shoulder to shoulder
And bolder and bolder
We grow as we go through the fore

Then, everything in the world
Just halts and fails our plan

But, Stouthearted Eds
Must stick together Ed to Ed!

Soon, Double D and Ed were marching along with Eddy. And as they got to Spiral Hill, they began to get in the singing mood, too.

Edd: We do have dreams
But alas, they don’t come true

Eddy: All of our schemes
They all fail because of you

Ed: Do not fear my friends, we have spirit
And one day that will see us through

Ed Edd n Eddy: Scams, we’ve expired
Others thrown, into fire

Eddy: But the strong obey
When a strong Ed shows them the way . . .


“And who might that be, Eddy?” joked Double D.

Eddy frowned as a response. But he was soon marching along with his friends again.

They immediately found out that Spiral Hill uncoiled automatically, and they began to walk down the same path Jack took into the forest. And they were still singing.


Ed Edd n Eddy: We are the Eds
Yes, the Stouthearted Eds
And we fight for the candy we adore

Start you with ten
Of our stouthearted scams
It’s okay, we have ten thousand more, oh!

Shoulder to shoulder
And bolder and bolder
We grow, as we go through the fore

Then, everything in the world
Just halts and fails our plan

But, Stouthearted Eds
Must stick together Ed to Ed!


When the Eds stopped singing, they started laughing at the song they had just made up. They were now at the entrance of the woods.

“Read to me what is on the sign, Double D,” said Ed.

Sure enough, there was a sign next to the entrance. The letters were faded, so Double D had to squint to make them out.

‘Welcome to the Hinterlands,’” he read. “‘You can go in. . .but you can never come out.’” He gulped after he read the last part.

“Aw, they’re just trying to scare us again,” said Eddy. “We’ve been through these woods before. We can take it. Because we’re the Stouthearted Eds, remember?”

Double D chuckled. “All right,” he said. “But just remember, we don’t want to make too much noise. We have to keep a low profile, look out for anything dangerous . . . ”

But when Double D looked up, he saw that Eddy and Ed were already making their way into the woods.

“. . .And now, we need to stop talking to ourselves,” Double D said as he quickly followed his two friends into the woods.
Chapter 3.

Songs featured: Jack's Lament
Stouthearted Eds

Note: "Stouthearted Eds," the song the Eds sing in this chapter, is based on the song "Stouthearted Men" from The New Moon. I just modified the lyrics. "Stouthearted Men" and The New Moon belong to their respective owners.

Chapter 1: [link]
Chapter 2: [link]
Chapter 3: [link]
Chapter 4: [link]
Chapter 5: [link]
Chapter 6: [link]
Chapter 7: [link]
Chapter 8: [link]
Chapter 9: [link]
Chapter 10: [link]
Chapter 11: [link]
Chapter 12: [link]
Chapter 13: [link]
Chapter 14: [link]
Chapter 15: [link]
Epilogue: [link]

Ed Edd n Eddy (c) Danny Antonucci
The Nightmare Before Christmas (c) Tim Burton, Henry Selick
IloveRotelle Featured By Owner Feb 24, 2008  Hobbyist General Artist
Ed Edd n' Eddy! I love that show. Great job!
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