Tord had just gotten home from a long day (of talking to his brother about nothing), seeing as Matt and Edd weren’t home, he decided to check on Tom (who clearly wasn’t in a good mood). “Tom?” Tord almost got hit in the face with a small harpoon knife Tom was carrying. “Leave me alone.” Tom mumbled under his breath and threw another one at him. “Uh, i just wanted to tell you that Matt and Edd were gone. And if you need anything just call-” Tord almost immediately got cut off by a harpoon shooting past his face. “Okay, i get it, you dont wanna be bothered, ill leave.” Tord started to walk out and Tom threw another. “How does he even get those things?” About an hour later, Edd and Matt came back carrying a lot of groceries. “Were home!” Edd shouted as Tord got up from his bed and peeked out the door. “Great.” Tord rolled his eyes and got on his hoodie. He walked out the door to see Edd doing most of the work while Matt was admiring himself through a mirror. “Ugh, Ill help you.” Tord glared slightly at Matt witch made him jump. “Thanks, Matt was holding that mirror the whole time we were there. Just picking out things that could help him look at himself more.” Edd mumbled the last part and Matt slowly set down the mirror, trying to hide it. “Did not!” Matt crossed his arms like a child. “Yeah, dont worry, he always does this.” Edd rolled his eyes and started setting down the groceries. “I know, iv’e lived with him before.” Tord walked over to Edd, helping him put the groceries. By the time they were done, Matt was filling his room with mirrors again. Tord was slightly annoyed by this but he shrugged it off as behavior issues. “Tord, i need your help.” Tom didn’t look very happy by the expression on his face. He was trying to get into his old room “Yes?” Tord didn't look happy either, he was tired enough from putting the groceries away. He walked a little sluggishly to where Tom was. “You called?” Tom pointed to the door. He raised up a crowbar and handed it to Tord. “Wait, you seriously want me to break into a room?” Tord looked a little angry. “You woke me up for this?” “Trust me, its for a good cause.” Tom put his hand on Tords shoulder and pushed him to the door. “Now open it.” “Im not some type of doll you know-” Tord almost immediately got cut off. “Open it.” Tom glared at him. “Fine, but dont tell me you dont know what went wrong when i finally get this thing open.” Tord rolled his eyes and started to try to pry open the door. “Cmon you wimp, this is easy!” Tom snapped. “Your the one whos way stronger than me and your telling me im a wimp when i got this door open?” Tord smirked as he stood in front of an open door. Tom looked a little embarrased. “Did you just call me over here to wake me up?” Tord glared at Tom. “What? No, i didn't.” Tom went silent for a moment as Tord rolled his eyes and started walking over to the couch. He suddenly grabbed Tord by his hood and picked him up bridal style. “What are you doing-!” Tord was layed down on the couch by Tom “I have legs you know.” Tord remarked. “Well after you almost dying i might as well help you.” Tom smirked. He tried to hide himself blushing so he walked back over to where he was, at the door again. Tord rolled his eyes and turned on the TV. “After that youve always been so over protective.” Tord turned down the TV a small bit. “Could you tell me why?” “I dont want you getting hurt again, thats all.” Tom snapped almost immedietally (baka xD) “Dont get any ideas.” “Jeese, i was just asking.” Tord turned the TV up again. “No need to get so snippy. Anyway, i need to talk to you later.” Tord looked over at Tom. “Why not now?” Tom didn't look up from what he was doing but he awnsered. “Because i dont want Edd or Matt around.” Tord looked around to make sure no one was listening. “Just come with me.” Tord sighed and pulled Tom along. “Where are we going?” Tom asked as he was pulled to the side of the house. He was stopped by accidentally bumping into Tord as he stopped. Tord had looked cautiously around. “I need help.” Tord had kept looking around cautiously. “With what? I can help you.” Tom had looked down at Tord. “Tord?” “Well...Uh, heres the truth.” Tord looked worried and scared. (MUAHAHAHA I LEAVE YOU ALL ON A CLIFF HANGER SUCKERS!)
