New Start. (tordtom, Future, NSFW!! BEING REWRITTEN!!)

New Friends, Old Friends.

A soft knock was placed on Tord door, distracting him from his paperwork. You wouldn't say important, but that's what he called it. The Norwegian man called, "Yes, come in." Almost as If he had been expecting someone to knock on his door.

The door swung open, Pau standing there with what seemed to be two other people. You couldn't make out their faces or anything. Maybe their body shape, but that would be hard.

A grin spread on the ringleaders face as the two corpses came into view. "Edd Gold, and Matt Hargrave, sir." Pau said. It was Edd and Matt. They both seemed as if they came to this place willingly. A smile formed on all four men's faces as Pau, left.

"Tord! How have you been?" Edd obliviously ask. Tord stood up and slowly made his way to the two men, while doing so, he spoke, "Very, very well. But I presume I will be doing better with my friends with me!" He sounded cheerful. The last time he sounded cheerful was when Tom agreed to join the red army, and that was a few months ago, despite also being cheerful in the bedroom.

The three men started a conversation while the fourth man, stood in the corner, fiddling with his star necklace that Edd had bought him. No one seemed to notice. That wasn't intentional, obviously, but still, Toms old friends, might need to become his new friends all over again. While Tom was zoned out, he got snapped back into reality when three chairs pushed out, making an awful squeaking sound, and being pushed back in, this time, almost no sound. Loud chatter filled the room, them catching up on what had been going on in their live after all these years.

Tom didn't really care if he WAS being left out, as long as they were happy, he was, too. But he couldn't help that little bit of jealousy fill his stomach. He wanted to be apart of their conversation, but was far to shy to do so. So he just stood, quietly, and awkwardly.

"- Tom is happy here, he's usually not this quiet. He probably is just tired, I'll sk him later."

It was Tord, at least now Tom knew he was part of the converstion. He could butt in at that time, right then, but he didnt. He didn't want to randomly join at the mention of his name. That would make him seem obsessed. At least, thats what he thought. Tom just wan't confident. That was his problem, he isn't confident. This sucks for the poor man, he could barely speak without overthinking it to extreme levels. His mind sucks.

But, he couldn't control it, that was just how he thought, and there's no changing that.

Tord didn't like when Tom thought like this, but how could he hate it if he didn't know about it.

Tom was snapped out of his thoughts when a hand flew in front of his face. It was a metal hand and a concerned face right behind it.

"You okay, Thomas?" Asked a Norwegian. He just simply shook his head, "yes, I am, I was just thinking." The smaller man replied. "Oh, Edd and Matt want to talk to you." He replied cheerfully.

Tom just smiled at the two as they got up to hug him and ask him questions.

"How have you been"
"What's been going on?"
"Do you like it?"
"Are you different?"
"What what you been doing?"
"Are you happy here?"

He couldn't answer all them at once, so he just told them he was good and what he had been doing since Edd and Matt left to fight to present.

Toms old friends, are now his new friends.