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Double Dee ran as fast as his legs could carry him down the darkening alley way. He had stopped hearing gunfire a while ago – a sign that Kevin either chose to follow Ed or Eddy, or he was following Double Dee in secret. It was too risky to assume that Kevin’s natural hatred of Eddy would lead the red-head to chase after the shortest of the gang, so Double Dee continued to run as fast as he could.
Hopefully everything would be okay.
His lungs burned and he began to wheeze as he finally made it out of the system of alleys and onto the concrete sidewalks of the city. As the intense neon lights of the city illuminated him form, Double Dee realized that he was dressed entirely too fancy for the average person not to take notice and surely recognize him as one of the Ed-Gang members. He could see that he was already getting some unwanted attention as tourists gave him odd looks. They must not have known who he was because he could see them begin to approach with cameras at the ready. It would be all-too easy for a more knowledgeable person to figure out who he was at this rate.
Not wanting to draw any more attention to himself, Double Dee made a beeline for the nearest building – dashing behind it and out of the public eye.
Stupid, stupid, stupid, Double Dee chanted to himself as he began removing his suit and hat. Underneath his gangster attire was a set of average clothes – all three members wore civilian clothes underneath their more formal outfits as a way to quickly blend into crowds during periods where it proved useful. But it made everything so much hotter! Add in the fact that it was the summer months and he had just been running for his life, and you can pretty much guess that his civilian clothes were soaked with sweat at this point.
“Ugh, disgusting,” Double Dee stated as he pulled on the collar of his red T-shirt.
“I don’t know, I kind of like seeing you like this.”
Double Dee dropped his suit in surprise at the voice, and looked up at the roof of the building.
“Kevin!” He exclaimed as the Red Ranger himself peered down at him from above.
Why did the Red Ranger have to tail him today of all days!?
Kevin smirked at the response, and leapt down from the roof to stand in front of the smartest of the Ed-Gang.
“So what’s a dork like you doing in a place like this?”
Double Dee struggled for the right words as the Red Ranger approached.
There was nowhere to go.
Edd gave the masked hero a nervous smile as his hand discretely moved to his back pocket to feel for his pistol.
Kevin backing him up against the building, however, made his hand freeze.
“Trying to get your gun?” Kevin mockingly asked. “I’m hurt, Double dork. Like I would really try to hurt you. Besides…” Kevin reached to his gun holster and pulled out his magnum, holding it up to Double Dee’s cheek and grinning, “Mine’s bigger.”
Double Dee’s knees trembled, and his heart raced.
“This town’s paying me a lot of money to bring you dorks in, but I’m feeling a bit generous today so I can let you off with a warning.” Kevin holstered his gun, but leaned closer to the man, his elbow resting against the wall beside Edd’s head. “That is, if you let me take you out to dinner.”
Double Dee’s face went blank and he cocked his head in confusion, “W-what?”
Kevin’s face was still set in it’s cocky smirk, but Double Dee could clearly see a bead of sweat trail down the side of his face as he replied, “Dinner. You. Me. Maybe to… I dunno that fast food place down the street? I brought a change of clothes myself so… it’s not that big a deal.”
Double Dee smiled and reached out to grab ahold of Kevin’s free hand, “That sounds nice.”
Kevin’s smirk melted into his own smile, “Rad.”