Tommatt stuff

Paris and Helen - 💞📌

Yet another short story. Like "Practice", this one's just a little idea that came to me earlier today that I feel like sharing.

To everyone that gave me suggestions, I promise I'm still working on them! This idea just came to me and I'm loving it. They might take a little to come out cuz I'm still not entirely sure on plot ideas for them, but I'm estimating about a week or two for one of them?

Mildly inspired by something I actually had to do for history class. Spoiler alert: I hated it. I only said like three words and I was with a bunch of annoying kids but hey it was an experience.

Middle school au, I just made it up but it probably already exists. (Yes, it's separate from the high school au)

The classroom was abuzz with chatter. It was the first day of yet another history project. The teacher was passing out sheets of paper with scripts for short plays about Greek mythology that would be performed in class. After a good deal of waiting, a packet was given to the group of Edd, Matt, Tord, and Tom.
Edd read the title and description out loud: "The story of Paris and Helen of Troy.. in which Paris is gifted by Aphrodite with the love of the most beautiful woman in the world, who of which he claims from King Menelaus.."
Tord gives him a disgusted look. "So it's a romance? Gross. If we have to kiss I'm outta here."
"Tell me about it," Edd agrees. "I call dibs on one anyone BUT Paris or Helen."
Tord nods. "Same here. Tom, why don't YOU take the role of Paris? C'mon, take one for the team!"
"Sure, whatever," he groans, rolling his void-like eyes.
Matt, who was normally quiet, steps in. "I'll be Helen!" He exclaims, a bit more enthusiastically then he was trying to be. His face goes red. "I mean.. yeah whatever, if nobody else wants to be Helen I guess I'll take the part."
The group goes silent, Tom's cheeks glowing.
"...it totally doesn't have to do with the romance, that's gross, am I right? Haha..."
Edd steps in, breaking up the awkward moment. "Well, anyways! I'll be the king," he declares
"Yeah, no. You can be Aphrodite, I'M the king," Tord argues. They continue to playfully fight over roles while Matt and Tom keep looking back at each other. Their eyes glance back and fourth from the floor to each other, their faces just as red as they were earlier.
"Is he catching on..? I think he might be on to me..." Matt wonders, panicked. "Damn it.. I knew I should've kept my mouth shut."
"Did he really mean it in the way I'm thinking..? God I hope he did.." Tom thought as well. "Either way, boy am I excited."