Tord is tossed in prison for a crime he didn't commit.
A reunion with his friends shouldn't drudge up anything, right?
AKA Clone Tord Theory is good. Let's expand on it and make it really gay.
Crossposted from Ao3. Will be posting the chapters up sl...
Every morning he switches on his telly and sits on the sofa while Ringo crawls into his lap, happy for a stationary and reliable source of warmth. Every morning he eagerly awaits an update on the situation. He keeps his eyes peeled for a mention, the colour red, or even a Norwegian flag. Anything.
When Tord is brought up, the newscasters mostly just detail his crimes. At one point an image of Jon appears on screen. Edd cringes. Maybe even Eduardo deserves a condolence card, or something. The arse.
A week in, he can't stand the waiting.
He goes to visit the jail on his own. He doesn't confide in Matt or Tom about it, because he doesn't want to be talked out of anything.
Tord looks extra surprised. "Edd...! Ah... where is the rest of you?" He looks around, like he suspects they're hiding somewhere.
"Just me this time." Edd smiles and folds his hands. His heart pounds.
"I see." Tord clears his throat.
The room goes quiet. Hm. He had been expecting a livelier conversation than this... he used to stay up all night with Tord sometimes, talking about games, drawing comics, discussing weird hentai, and the like. Tord never had a good sleeping schedule, but now he looks like hell. His hair is pointing in every direction, and stubble lines his chin and upper lip. Dark circles lay heavy under his eyes. He probably smells awful, but Edd's thankfully separated by the glass.
Maybe that's it, Tord's too tired to converse. He can easily start the dialogue between them, then. "So, uh... what were you going to do with your giant robot, anyway?"
"Huh?"
"You built that thing under the house... what was it for? I know the clone wanted to take over the whole world or whatever..."
Tord blinks, looking taken aback.
"Right... right. I wanted to build it. It was just for... fun."
"For fun?" Edd can't help but chuckle in disbelief.
Tord suddenly looks defensive. "Well, why not? You will never know when you need a giant robot!" He waves a hand in the air. "You do not get it, Edward." Tord crosses his arms and turns up his nose, feigning an air of superiority. A faint smile breaks through his act, though.
Edd bursts out laughing.
He hears Tord chuckle a bit himself.
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That's better.
"Wow." Edd wipes a tear from his eye. "I guess I don't."
He looks to his old friend expectantly. Tord turns his gaze away.
