Tom x Tord Oneshits

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((A/N:Ok. This is going to be fun. Sooo I guess I have to make a chapter about some random shit I said. CoughcoughTomTordTrashdidthiscoughcough

I was punished.

I love punishments.

OK enough Author Chan, get back to work!
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Tord's POV
This was it.

I was face to face with a strong, buffed demon monster. "Ha, You pathetic weakli-" "Listen, whatever the fuck you are, let me cut straight to the point, I'm not in a good mood right now, so it would great if you just leave me alone." I interrupted while taking out one of my Dunhill Cigars. (If thats what people in Norway usually smoke) "How dare you interrupt me you mortal!" The monster shouted, but by then I had already began smoking and walking away. "Now You're going to Pay!" He grabbed my shoulders and fiercly spun me around, punching me hard in the face, My cigar flew out. (It's about to go down.) Along with some tooth but that didn't matter, Now I'm pissed. "You really are a weak mortal aren't you!" The monster laughed. "You made me drop my Cigar..." I said regaining my balance. "What, Do you want a few more punches?" The monster smirked. "Pick it up." I growled underneath my breath. "I'll tell you what, I'll spare y-" "Pick up my fucking cigar, I paid fifteen fucking dollars to buy it. Now pick. It. UP." The monster growled and threw a punch, But I swiftly dodged it. "I'm giving you one last chance." The monster throws another punch, this time, I caught his wrist, (If it has any..?) He then uses his other hand, which I also caught. (LIKE A BOSS.) I gripped onto arms and smirked, "My turn~!" A dark velvet aura formed around my body, soon lifting my body, I spun slowly around as my clothes began to change, and soon enough... I was wearing a thong and my sailor moons costume. "In the name of Richard Jordan Gatling I shall punish you!" I quickly did my signature pose. "W-wait- hold up,  I-Is this a joke?" The monster scratched his head in confusion. I took out two glowing pistols from beneath my Thong/Skirt and aimed them towards the Monsters forehead, "Do I look like I'm joking?" "Ye-" Bang bang bang!

"It was fucking rhetorical." I flew down took up my cigar, relit it, and put it back in my mouth, grinning with pride.

"Tord?"

SHIT.

Quickly I turned around to see Tom, on the verge of tears (Of laughing lol jk) "why didn't you tell me?" But sadly  according to my reflexes I did a backflip out of fright while still IN transformation, causing me to Explode-

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Tom's POV

"Tord no!" I quickly ran over to him. His clothes were normal again, only... His hoodie was torn and burnt, his pants were destroyed, his face was even more scarred than before, and his robotic arm had flew off. "N-no... NO! Tord don't you dare die on me you Communist Asshole!" I was tearing up. "T-tom... I...*COFF* *COFF* *INHALE*" I flinched at his words, then quickly looked at him. "I love you, and I always have... *HAK* *GAG* *COFF* S-see you in hell, old friend." And then silence. His eyes began to close, and his smile faded. "N-no Tord! T-tord I love you! Tord don't leave me p-please, I'm sorry Tord I love you, just stay with me please!" I begged, but there was silence. I couldn't take it anymore. Warm tears fell down my cheeks, I looked up at the sky taking a deep breath, managing to say his name as loud as I could. "TOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORD!"

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Fwop!

Something covered my face. I Struggled pulling it off my face until finally it came off. I looked at it, "It's... It's a thong."

"...Tord what the fuck."

"..I guess I have no choice."
I then took the gunknife across from us and stabbed myself. "Heh... see you in hell Tord."

Later in the week...

Edd's POV

I couldn't believe Tom and Tord died, leaving traumatized Matt and I alone. "Matt," "Y-yeah Edd?" "You know, we can just end this, we can go and be with Tom and Tord, we can be free.." End took out a Glock from out of his pocket. "I'll do it, but only if you come with me." Matt looked at me concerned. I sighed and turned around heading to my room, "It's fine if you  want to, I'll just find another w-" "Wait Edd, take me with you!" He ran up and jumped into my arms. We both now held our heads together and the gun to our heads. I smiled. He smiled. Bang.

End.
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Oki I hope you enjoyed TomTordTrash-kun! Wouldn't it have been easier this way? Also Richard Jordan Gatling is based on the first man to successfully make a gun and yeah... You get the gist.
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