Flush!

“Ed, you idiot! You were supposed to eat the TV, not me!” Younger Eddy yelled.

“I’m sorry, Eddy! I’m just doing the same thing I did when this wasn’t a flashback!” Younger Ed cried. “Hello, gentlemen. It seems that my nausea has caused me to lose my amnesia.” Edd walked in the bathroom.

“Great, Sockhead’s back.” Eddy muttered. “I understand that we are possibly trapped in this flashback, but I simply think that we could do the opposite of what Ed did to cause us to end up here.” Edd said.

“You said a mouthful!” Ed said. “What I mean, Ed, is that instead of going backwards, go forward.” Edd stated. “Easier said than done.” Eddy said. “Oh, boy!” Ed yelled.

Ed tried to run back to where the Eds begun their flashbacks. He succeeded, and the Eds were running back to the past. “You know, guys, this has probably been our shortest adventure yet.” Eddy exclaimed.

“Yes, it is unusual. But until we get back to the present, I think we should pay attention to our surroundings to make sure we land exactly in the moment from where we first started.” Edd said.

“We’re home.” Ed said. He stopped running and the Eds found themselves in Edd’s electrified house.

“You know, I think we’ve finally caught a break.” Eddy said as he pounded the wall. It began to shatter from where Eddy’s hand came in contact. “Why must you say that, Eddy?” Edd asked.

Ed put his finger up and took a deep breath. Then, the wall began to fall on the Eds. “I remember…” he said. “Shut up, Ed.” Eddy muttered before the wall completely fell on them.