Caught Red Handed

Chapter Twenty, Prisoners

Tom's Perspective

I growled under my breath as Tord locked the cell door. "You don't have to do this Tord, let us live normal lives." I growled and gripped his collar through the bars. Tord pulled my hand off and stared at me blandly. "You know that after my army is finished, you won't be able to live the lives you want to. It will all be different when I take over. Just stay here like good little boys until I'm done." He said before dropping my hand. I stayed quiet for a moment and harshly glared at him. "And I thought you were serious back there at that house, but it was a rouse of course. Something to get me to let you guys go. Well I'm not, for your own good." He said as he moved closer to the bars. "And if you misbehave, I'll beat you personally." He threatened with a malicious grin. "Whatever- just give us some food and blankets. It's fucking cold down here." I demanded and glared at the halfling. "No problem Thomas~ it's nice to know that you still wear that choker, and kept the same sweatshirt. How interesting~." He purred out before walking off with clicking heels.

I turned back to Edd and Matt who were clearly cold, gently embracing the two. "It's alright guys, we'll be warm soon." I assured them and Matt sleepily yawned. "I'm tired.." He said quietly and snuggled into my shirt. I rubbed his back and smiled softly at the cute sight, sitting down so that he could sleep on me. Matt happily snuggled into my arms and buried his face in my neck. "Night night..." He whispered tiredly before falling asleep in my arms. Edd sat down next to me and wrapped his arms around my free arm. "Thanks for keeping us from freaking out too much Tom.. I really appreciate it." He said before giving me an affectionate cheek kiss. I blushed and shyly looked away, not used to such intimate affection. I almost feel like I have two boyfriends snuggled up to me right now, which is very overwhelming for single little me. "Tom-? Are you okay?" Edd asked worriedly and poked my red cheek. I turned back to him with an increasingly red face and slowly nodded. "Y-yeah- I'm okay-." I told him and blushed more when he snuggled up to me more, resting his head on my shoulder.

"If you say so." He sleepily muttered, leaning onto me. I held both of them protectively as if they were the most important things in my life, which they were of course. "Aw~ adorable." Tord said with a smirk and unlocked the cell, covering us up with a thick blanket. "That looks so cozy, how cute." He commented and set down a pillow behind me. I grunted a simple "thanks" before laying down with both of the males happily snuggled up to me still. "Here, you're right about it being cold." He said and set another blanket on us. I tiredly yawned and gave him a glare before closing my eyes. "Goodnight~." Tord purred out before walking off. I gently kissed both of the affectionate males' foreheads before trying to fall asleep. It took me a few minutes because the ground is cold, but I was finally pulled in by Edd and Matt's calming breathing.

I awoke later to feeling Edd poking my cheek. "Heyy- it's time to eat sleepyhead." Edd said and continued poking me. I swiped at his hand to no avail, only getting a laugh from Edd. I slowly opened my eyes and stared at the brunette, blushing slightly at the fact that there were two boys still comfortably laying on me. Matt was still happily asleep too, with his face snugly tucked under my chin. "Shhh- Edd please- Matt needs sleep." I whispered and hushed the eager boy, who then pouted. "Fine- but I'm hungry-." He huffed and I pulled him onto me, causing him to blush and snuggle up to me. "Just lay here for a little while, where it's comfortable and safe." I told him as he stared at me impatiently. He stayed silent and waited a moment before nestling into the free space of my neck. Honestly, the way these two act you'd think that I'm their babysitter. I looked around for whoever had told Edd that it was time to eat, spotting the familiar red decorated male in an instant. "You guys have gotten so close recently. Are you three dating?" Tord asked half-jokingly and stroked a metal bar in front of him.

"No Tord- we're just close. Best friends, just like you would be if you hadn't chosen to be an ass since birth. You spawn of satan." I hissed out, not finding his question quite as funny. Edd turned his head a bit towards Tord, causing the already tense air to get worse. "He's right Tord. I gave you a second chance and you threw it in my face. And now you've kidnapped us against our wills. I hate you." He said completely seriously. It gave me chills. Edd doesn't hate anyone, even Eduardo who's constantly picking on him. The room stayed silent for a long time, Tord showing no emotions whatsoever. "Goodnight. Don't expect to be fed unless the guards remember you exist." He said darkly and began walking off. I listened to his heels coolly hit the cold dungeon floor, getting distant as he left my view. I felt.. Pained, hearing Edd say something like that. And it wasn't even directed at me. I looked at the brunette with an uneasy gaze, feeling unsettled. "Edd.. That's.. A lot." I voiced my feelings poorly, not really knowing what to say. I was in a bit of shock I guess, I didn't expect that at all.

Edd frowned and hugged my arm tightly. "I know.. I feel bad. I wish I didn't, Tord is a terrible person." He said with guilt evident in his tone. "And um.. About the thing Tord said.. Do you think-." He was cut off by footsteps nearing our cell. We both listened as they got closer, until Patryk was in view. "Oh you're really here, I thought so.. Uh.. This is a bit awkward. Do you even remember me?" Pat asked and looked at the strange position I was in. Well, more like man pile. "Of course I remember you Pat- you kidnapped me-." I said and Edd stared at him nervously. "Don't worry Edd, Pat won't hurt us. He's very friendly most of the time." I assured him and Pat nodded in agreement. "I actually just came to check on you, make sure that you and your friends are alright." He said and pulled out a keyring from his pocket. "And if you behave like Tord wants, I can convince him to let you into your own rooms." He said with a warm smile. But wouldn't that damage his relationship with Tord? This is risky, does he really feel that bad?

"What about Tord?" I asked Pat looked away sadly. "He's not very talkative with me these days. I'm sure I can convince him though.." he said quietly before putting away the keys. I stared at the man in uniform and frowned, not happy with Tord's treatment of his father. He can't abuse people and do whatever he wants, and he has to learn that. "Can you let me out?" I requested, gently placing the sleeping ginger in my arms onto Edd. Matt happily snuggled up to the brunette as if nothing had happened, which made me relieved. I walked up to Patryk and repeated my question as a command. "Let me out Pat, I'm going to teach Tord a lesson." Pat looked at me worriedly and placed an unsure hand in his pocket with the shiny keys. "I.. I don't know... Well.. Alright, but please don't get hurt." He pleaded and hesitantly unlocked the cell, allowing me to walk out freely. "I'll be back soon, watch Edd and Matt for me okay? And give them some dinner." I told him as I began walking off, getting a compliant "yes sir" in response.

I walked through the halls with the intent of beating Tord to a pulp, no matter what I have to endure. I'm fuming with anger, because he mistreats not only me but Edd and Matt. He'll pay, if I can find him. I smelled the air and took in all of the scents around me, attempting to pick out Tord's. Soon his path revealed itself, leading straight to his office. I angrily knocked on the door, not trying to be friendly in the least. There was no answer for a few moments before the door opened, revealing Tord with a cigar in his mouth. I immediately went into action, aggressively punching the commie so hard that he stumbled back. Tord grunted and held his face, growling in a low tone. I took the opportunity to shove him onto the floor, pinning him down while he was in pain. Tord got over his injured jaw and attempted to kick me off, growling angrily like a pissed cougar. I'm surprised that I've been able to hold him down this long. I better use my monster strength anyways, just to be safe.

Before I could even do that, Tord roughly kicked me in the nuts and caused me to groan loudly, sitting up. I was then pushed onto the floor, a knife to my throat. "Oh Thomas~ how stupid of you to assume that you could win this battle." He purred out and pressed the knife harshly against my neck. I could still feel pain from his cruel kick. I glared at the attacker and kept still, not wishing death upon myself. "You've been gone for so long Thomas~ I missed the way you ruffle my feathers." He said and used the knife to tilt my head up. "Tord-." I was cut off by the knife slightly digging into my skin, causing it to bleed. "It's too bad, I wish you could stick around. However, you and Edd have no place in my life. I think I'll keep Matt though, he's a good therapy pet. And he's too stupid to run away, so it's easy to keep him around unlike you." He snapped and pulled away the red knife, pressing his mouth against the new cut. I squeezed my eyes shut tightly and clenched my jaw, pissed at how I couldn't easily get out of this situation.

I shuddered uncomfortably as his tongue lapped at the blood bubbling out of my cut. He's such a creep. "Tord- please stop-." I begged and squirmed, trying to get out of his grasp. I winced when he bit around my cut, forming a harsh bite wound that started bleeding. He hungrily lapped at the fresh blood while I attempted to pull away, only to be pinned down above my head with my arms. His other hand aggressively gripped my neck as he pulled away from his little activity. "Maybe I'll keep you around to see you squirm like a bottom~." He teased with a mischievous grin. I rolled my eyes and glared at the Norski, unimpressed with his actions. "Get off of me you asshat." I demanded again, attempting to get out if his grip. "You were attempting to beat me up, and you called me "spawn of satan", why should I let go?" He asked with a cocky grin. It's very hard to kick someone when they're sitting on your hips. "Because.. If you don't then... I'll tell Pat all of the terrible things you did when you lived with us, when we were "friends"." I said blankly and stared at him for a reaction. "Pf- I don't care. I don't care if you told him all the lies in the world about me." He stated and harshly tightened his robotic grip on my neck, causing me to choke slightly. "So~ as I was saying, why should I let you go?"