Just then he saw yellow eyes come towards him, and his fanged month opening so he could screech. It was loud. Edd thought quickly and moved right away. Which made him feel the cold wind from him being hurled. He heard a sickening crack as he saw his neck bend. He slowly saw his crawl grab it and stretch it, then cracking it into place. He shivered but just then, he felt the hurl of a machete. It sliced his shoulder. Now he was fucked.

He looked back and saw a machete go towards him, so his body decided to reflex like crazy, making his back bend almost completely like a limbo position, and it just sliced the boogeyman's arm off. But not to worry, his arm grew back with a squelch. Edd went up and just then, felt the machete just pass by his back. It missed the boogeyman this time. "ẙ๏ᙈ ᏲᎯvḕ Ᏺ๏ᖇᖇḭᏰlḕ Ꭿḭ๓." He stated, plainly. "Y⃠o⃠u⃠r⃠s⃠ i⃠s⃠ w⃠o⃠r⃠s⃠e⃠!" She stated. Edd wanted to laugh at the stupidity but just as he stepped back, he knocked his heel on something. A gasoline tank. Just then, he had them fight more when he said. "Then who's gonna kill me?" And that heated them up. So he snuck off, with the cat still in his shirt, scared.

They weren't hurt. Thank god. But as he got to the stairs, he started pouring gasoline all over the place, right on the stairs as he ran up them, avoiding the squeaking steps. He soon ran up the stairs, wanting to get every room. He went to the bathroom, and he slid right down, getting the floor. He threw some puddles of gasoline in the rooms, even his own. But he noticed his cat plush. The one he had. He sighed.. He had a actual cat. That cat isn't real. It'd try and cause problems.

So he left, sliding down the rails, leaving trails of gasoline on it so he didn't go back up there. He then went past the dead  spider cockroach, Tom, and spread gasoline on him too. He went to his mother's bedroom. It still looked tidy, but the window was shattered. He sighed as he threw gasoline on the bed and floor. That's when he heard hurling of someone coming up. So he ran right out and spread it near the entrance. He went to the kitchen, put gasoline at the entrance so they'd maybe slip and he went through the draw, scrambling. Until he found a lighter. He yanked it and turned. He saw they were on top of each other, the boogeyman had a machete through his side. The mother was dead. Her body was cut up.

Edd's breathing quickened as he opened the lid and started flicking.. But it wasn't working. He saw the boogeyman twist his head over, and start making his way towards him. Edd kept flicking the turning point, so it'd light up. But it wasn't working. He growled until he turned and saw another lighter. He threw the one he was using in the draw, feeling the pressure on. He could hear the screeching claws skidding across the floor and his eyes piercing to the back of his head. He grabbed it and flicked it a couple times, it lighting. He then realised.. He'd have to stand in the fire. Since he couldn't throw it. So he scrambled over, just as the boogeyman was nearing. He got his hand near the gasoline, as it lit up in flames almost immediately. That's when he noticed he was being jumped at.

He tried to back off but he got his legs. He started dragging him through towards the hurling flames until his new fond cat threw it's head back, biting hard, which caused him to shoved Edd back. Edd held his feline friend as he started to get up. "YOU LOST, YOU YELLOW EYE FUCK!" He screamed. He then saw the boogeyman was near by. But when he looked at the drawer as he did, he saw a cross.. So he decided to try it and he threw it at him. He heard screeching until it combusted with flames, so he was unable to see. But he noticed it was getting bad. This is the turning point. He backed up from the window as he started running, he dropped his flashlight as he ran and jumped, and then got a extra boost as he suddenly was thrown by a fire explosion from something, which threw his forward. He had his arms around the cat

He only cared if the cat got hurt