His New Wife

༺ ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕊𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟 ༻

"Old friends...here I come."

    "This is the house? It's so cute!" Mona giggles, walking to the front door of the house on 27 Dirdum Lane. Tord smiles softly, knocking. After a moment of silence, he knocks again. "Maybe no one's home..." He mumbles, noting that there wasn't a car in the driveway or parked on the curb. He then gets an idea, smiling at Mona. "How do you feel about doing a little breaking and entering?" He hums, making the young woman shift nervously. "What if we get caught...?" "We won't, darling. I promise."

   Tord manages to get the window open, helping Mona in first before slipping in after her. He opens his carry-on, rummaging in it before pulling out a lockpicking kit. "Ah, I knew I packed it." He takes out a few tools, eyeing the door in front of them. He approaches the door, quickly messing with the lock. Mona stood closeby, watching him. As Tord was focusing on the locks on the bedroom door, Mona perks up as she hears the front door. "T-Tord..." She whispers, nudging him. He simply shrugs her off, continuing to pick the lock. "I'm almost done, kanin. Hold on." Voices grow louder and Mona whimpers. "Tord please—" Too late. A man with brown spiky hair and a blue hoodie rounds the corner, humming a song to himself as he carries a large armful of harpoons. He spots Tord and Mona's dark silhouettes, dropping all but one harpoon and holding it in their direction. His eyes were like voids... "Who goes there?!" Tord stops messing with the lock, looking in the man's direction. He gasps, another man in a green hoodie hurrying in. Tord stands straight, a somewhat sinister grin on his face. "Hello...old friend." He says, stepping into the light.

    "Tord!" The man in the green hoodie chirps, hugging Tord tight. "Welcome back!" "Welcome back?!" The man in blue snaps. Tord shrugs and stuffs his hands in his hoodie pocket. "I hope you don't mind me letting myself in." A third man wearing a purple hoodie finishes off a cookie before smiling. "No, not at all!...Who are you?" "It's me!...Tord?" "Uh..." "He used to live here?" "Uh..." "Yeah, used to." "Uh..." Tord lets out a somewhat frustrated sigh. "You really don't remember?" As the unknown trio softly argue about the situation, a whimper reminds Tord of another presence: Mona. He glances behind him, nodding his head in the direction of the trio. She hesitates, causing the man in green to peek over Tord's shoulder. "Who's your friend?" He asks, causing Tord to smile. "Actually...she's my fiancée."

   "Fiancée? Bullshit." The man in blue hisses and Mona feels an odd surge of annoyance. "You don't have to be so rude!" She snaps, stomping over to Tord and holding onto his arm. Tord gives the man in blue a smug grin, holding Mona by her waist. "Lads, this is my fiancée Mona Johansen. Soon to be Theodorsen." The man in green was the first to shake her hand, a childish smile on his face. "Hiya there, Mona! I'm Edd Graham, a pleasure to meet you!" This prompts the man in purple to wave at Mona. "I'm Matt Graves! I'm the handsome one!" Mona giggles and waves back. After a moment, Edd nudges the man in blue. "Introduce yourself." The man in blue seemingly rolls his eyes. "...Tom." Mona smiles at Tom in a friendly manner, handing behind her back. "It's nice to meet you all..." Tord pets Mona as the trio make their way into the living room.

    Tord looks around the barren living room, tilting his head a bit. "What happened to the chairs?" "Tom sold them to a pirate." Tord lets out a laugh, looking at Mona. "Classic stupid Tom...can you grab my bag, min kjærlighet?" She nods, hurrying over and retrieving her fiancé's bag. She hands it to him and is rewarded with a small kiss to her temple. "Takk skal du ha." He whispers and pulls out a small box. "Don't worry." He tosses it, the box turning into a large sofa. "Yay, sofa!" Edd and Matt cheer, Tom pulling another box out of Tord's bag. "What is this?" He asks, examining the box. "Oh, just something I invented." Tord hums, pressing a button on a remote, causing the box to expand into a loveseat. "Ow." Tord laughs as he tosses the remote on the new loveseat, Edd and Matt laughing as well. Mona frowns before turning to the piece of furniture. Tom glances up at her as she struggles to lift the seat, cheeks turning a light shade of red due to the weight. Soon, it was loose enough on Tom for him to wiggle out of it. "Thanks..." He mumbles, dusting himself off. "No problem, Tom." She glares at her fiancé, who was still joking around with the others. "That was just uncalled for."

   The trio (more so Edd and Matt) lead Tord and Mona upstairs to the attic, all of them looking over the many souvenirs that were around the space. "Wow...it looks like you had lots of adventures while I was away...I wish I could have been there..." There was a bit of silence before Edd gasps. "Hey! I have an idea!" He gently grabs Tord's hands, smiling at his friend. "How about we recreate some of these memories, but with you! Yeah, it'll be fun! What do you say?" Tord mulls it over for a moment, then grins at Edd. "That sounds like a wonderful idea! Where should we start?" Edd taps his chin in thought. "...Ah! How about the adventure we had not too long after you left?"

    After a full day of adventures and fun, the five friends return home. While Tord, Matt, and Edd laugh with each other, Mona hangs behind and helps Tom walk to the house. "C'mon Tom...I'll help patch you up..." She says softly, leading the limping Tom to the bathroom. As Edd and Matt continue to joke around, Tord watches Mona lead Tom to the bathroom. Something ate at the back of his mind, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. "Tord? Did you hear me?" Edd asks, causing Tord to jolt in surprise. "I-I'm sorry, I didn't catch that..." Edd smiles a bit. "I asked if there was anywhere you wanted to eat." Tord purses his lips before smiling. "I haven't been here in a while. How about we go somewhere you want to go?"

   Mona sighs as she finishes patching Tom up. "There you go...is there anywhere else that hurts?" Tom shakes his head, smiling a little. "No...thanks though." He says, then shifts. "Um...mind if I ask a personal question?" Mona looks over her shoulder as she puts the first aid kit back. "I don't see why not." "How did you and Tord meet?" She pauses, pursing her lips. "Um...well...he was a very present leader in Lillehammer." She sits next to Tom. "My father had an enormous debt. It was 92,000 krone. That's around 7,800 pounds for you Brits." She frowns. "He read a lot about me...so instead of making my poor mama pay the money...he took me instead." Tom's eyes widen but Mona continues. "I was very angry at first...but we talked it out. Turns out he's just very shy and all he knew how to do was be a fierce leader." "That still doesn't make it right." Tom starts. "He kidnapped you for his own selfish needs." Mona shrugs, brushing off Tom's concern. "I...really don't mind it now. While he was desperate for my hand in marriage...he has helped my mama and my brothers out immensely. I didn't even ask him to!" Mona smiles to herself as she stands. "I...really think I love him...well, I've got to get back out there! Thanks for the chat!" She skips out as Tom stays on the edge of the tub. "She can't be that willing...can she?" He shakes his head, standing up as well.

"Let's hope it's just that."