Ed Edd n Eddy + Nat (My Oc)

Know it All Ed

[The Eds and Nat run through the junkyard.]

Eddy: [cresting a hill] "Boy, Double D, you stink." [Edd is trying to blow through a pipe.] "Let a pro show ya."

Edd: "Certainly, Eddy."

Eddy: "It's all technique, Sockhead. Pure talent!" [He tries and fails to do it right.] "Wrong technique. Slight adjustment, and–"

[Eddy blows into it and manages to make a decent sounding noise come out. Suddenly, his cheeks inflate, as Ed blows in the other end.]

Ed: "I am a whale, Eddy! An endangered mammal. Hug me."

Eddy: "Okay, blubberhead. But you can't be a whale, unless you have a spout!" [He shoves the tube over Ed's head. While Ed is stumbling around, he climbs another hill.] "I'm the king of the castle, and you're a dirty–"

Ed and Edd: "Dogpile!" [They leap on Eddy. Edd then climbs to the top, where he is pulled off by Ed.]

Eddy: "Attack the lump!" [He leaps on Ed and covers Ed's eyes.]

Ed: "Oh no, something ate my head!"

[Ed stumbles into Edd, and the trio roll down a hill and over another. The second hill acts as a ramp, and the Eds fly up and come down on one end of a door. The door acts as a lever, launching a box up and over the Eds. Nat approaches them.]

Nat: "Are you guys ok?"

Edd: "Yes we are alright."

Ed: "Oh, look!" [He picks up one of the box's contents.] 

Nat: "What are they?"

Ed: "A whole box of alien exploratory probes, dropped off in an attempt to save fuel during a mutiny of pulsating brain mutants."

Eddy: [after pausing to digest the story] "I think that eyebrow's too heavy for his head."

Edd: "Actually, they look like turkey basters."

Eddy: [laughing] "Yeah right, Double D. Turkey basters."

Ed: [using the basters as fangs] "I must have blood, let me bite your–" [Eddy shoves him away knocking out one of the baster fangs.]

Eddy: "Where was I?" [He grabs the baster spinning in midair.] "What we have here is a squirt gun."

Nat: "A squirt gun?"

Edd: [disbelieving] "Please, a squirt gun?"

Eddy: "What? Yeah." [embellishing his story] "A Canadian squirt gun."

Ed: [with four guns stuck to his face] "Canadians are weird."

Eddy: "Watch and learn, boys and girl. Just fill–" [He sticks the gun in a puddle.]

Edd: "Even if they were Canadian–heaven forbid–I don't think they're–"

Eddy: "And squirt!" [A gush of water hits Edd in the mouth.] "Canadian style."

Nat: "Cool!"

Ed: "My turn, my turn!"

Edd: "One person's trash is another person's treasure, I suppose."

Ed: [now with a fifth gun stuck to his eye] "I'm a moose, Double D!"

Eddy: [patting the box] "Let's share our treasure for cash! Every kid on the block will want one!"

Edd: "Eddy, your voice can be quite irritating at times."

Ed: "COOKIES AND MILK!"

[A bowling ball rolls down part of the lane and knocks down some items by the fence; it's a strike.]