A Really Dumb Tord X Reader 😚 (Read Pls)

the end.. or is it? (special)

Extra long chapter
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3rd POV

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*GASP*

"Tord! Welcome back! " a  chirpy voice was heard. "Welcome back?! " another one huffend in annoyance. Tord huffed and replied; "I hope you don't mind me and my friend moving in. "

And then a new voice bloomed; "No! Not at all..  Who are you guys again? " he asked as if he should've known. Maybe he forgot? Who knows.

"It's me! Tord? And this is my friend Y/n."
Tord said, now acknowledging that she's awake. He motioned for her to introduce herself. Standing up, she brushed off the imaginary dust.

"Hey! I'm Y/n, nice to meet you guys! I hope we can be friends"

Viola. Short and simple. You did it Y/n. The black eyed one stared at her with a dead pan look, while the other two were freaking out. They were asking so many questions as where she's from, what's her favorite color, etc. "Eh.. " Matt muttered, as if to ask a question. I just looked at him in curiosity. "Tord used to live here? " Edd remarked.

"Yeah. USED to. " Tom said, seemingly becoming more annoyed by the second. The ginger still doesn't seem to remember. After a good moment of the guys staring into nothing, they continued into the living room.

"Uhm.. What happens to the chairs? " Y/n finally spoke up. Edd only looked at her, and with a devilish smile, he replied.
"Tom sold hem to a pirate. "

And suddenly they saw some pirates going down the street. It was their sofa they were riding. Wtf? Y/n thought. The others were fazed as well, but just continued with the conversation.

Y/n's POV

"HA! Classic. Stupid. Tom. "
Well I already knew who's voice was that.  Devil boi just randomly threw one of the boxed-sofas me and him made around a year ago. Honestly, I didn't know Tom well  but he seemed like a fine person. So did Edd and Matt.

"YAY SOFA! "
Edd and Matt squealed. Well- that was stupidly cute. Hahah.. What am I even saying...

"What is this? "
Tom questioned Tord. Tord just shrugged him off, and left to go to others. He then turned to me with a questionable look.

"It's something Tord and I made like a year ago I think.. Here, press this, and throw it to the ground! "

I instructed, but Tom didn't throw it fast enough, so the arm chair just appeared on top of Tom. I giggled and he just smiled painfully at me, while Tord was watching us from behind. I helped Tom get up from under the arm chair, while the others joined into our conversation.

"So, when are you leaving again? "
Tom asked Tord. I felt.. A little hurt? I mean.. I barely know these people yet one one them wants to kick us out. I don't even know how I got there in the first place! I mean I kind of do- but at the same time I actually don't.

"Leaving? We're moving in! "

DUN DUN DUN DUUUUUUUNNN.. dun. dun...

"WHAT? Edd! "

"Tom! Stop being so rude, I told you last week. "

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"Woah.. That's a lot of cool stuff there! "