Black Eyes (TomTord Eddsworld Fic)

Ch.12 Shifting Connections

//???'s POV//

"You idiot! You can't just expect them to be friendly with the whole situation!" I growled at the male who had just ran out of the Edd house. I rubbed my temples, "Agh.. I didn't even WANT you to do that.."
"I'm sorr-"
"Don't say sorry, just fix what you've done! Get in the car and just keep watch."
With a simple nod from my command I watched him scurry off before hearing a car engine slowly after. I sighed and took my attention to the residence. "Okay.. Let's hope they're okay.."

//Edd's POV//

"Are we really not going to say anything about what just happened?" I asked aloud to Tom, who was panting out of pure shock and probably the adrenaline rush that was pulsing through him. "I mean.. A guy comes barging in with a fire-arm, he looks like he's a patriot in World War I..." I trailed off and looked down at my sneakers.
"An unexpected visitor," Tom pipped in, making my head turn over to look at him. "He said that 'this isn't gonna hurt' or something and I think he had the weapon to my back?" He informed in a slight questioning tone, followed with a shrug. "Eh, I dunno. But afterwards he said he was going to you."
"Me?" I pointed at myself, unsure of what to make of this. It was surely interested, what just happened. Maybe I could find this man again, although having gotten no face recognition whatsoever and I don't think he'd wear that uniform on a daily basis.
"Do you think he was a spy..? Or an army soldier?"

"I doubt it, I mean.. Remember when we joined the army? The guy sounded familiar, no doubt." Tom rambled, making me smile and half-giggle. 

We both jumped at the sound of the door opening, "Hey'a guys!" A Norwegian accent was heard through the awkward, thick air around us. "Whats up?"
"Where have YOU been?" Tom interrupted and glared at the red hooded norksi. "Ah.. Places.." He answered bleakly and came over. He wrapped his arm around my shoulders and I could tell Tom's glare got sterner.
Was that.. Jealousy in his eyes..?
I squinted to try and make out what emotion he was hiding behind those black abysses he calls eye..Sockets. All that came up was anger, and it made me lean into Tord's grip. 

"How are my favorite people doing?"
"You still haven't answered me the way I want." Tom cut him off again. "Tom..Please, I don't want another fight.. What happened just five minutes ago- not even- is more than what I can handle."
"Yeah, Tom! Lighten up!" Tord unwrapped his arms around my shoulders and it made me almost feel immediately cold afterwards. He instead went by Tom's side and wrapped his arm around his instead. I smiled once I could tell Tom faltered.

"You can lean into me if y'want." Tord snickered, making me start chuckling as Tom pushed him off. "No way!"
"You wanted to!" Tord stuck out his tongue and went in his position again. I caught a faint blush on Tom's cheeks before he rolled his eyes and it faded. "But for your question Tord.. We're doing fine.. Someone just..Uh.."

"Someone just came in here with a pistol and almost killed me, but you know. We're all good." Tom drawled sarcastically, making Tord tense and visibly shift.

Is he connected to this somehow..? No, he couldn't have been..