Eddsworld x Reader (Oneshots)

Just Like Old Times (Request)

Someone requested this, but,,, I don't remember who was it. Lel sorry
I rushed this thing. I hope you enjoy the story,,, I think.
P.S. Have fun finding a reference.
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Tord x Tord's Sister!Reader

Date: March 16
Time: ITS NINE IN THE AFTERNOON- its actually lunch time.

(Y/N)'s P.O.V.
It has been a year since my brother, Tord tried to kill us [March 16]. I was hanging out with Edd when I noticed he looked depressed. "Edd is there something wrong? You know you could tell me." I said. "It's just... Can you do me a favor? A huge favor?" He asked. "Sure, I'll help a best friend in need." I said. "Can you go and convince him to live with us again?" He asked.

"It's just. I really trust your brother, and I still do."

"I still do too, and I'll try..." I said. "Thanks (Y/N)." Edd said, and entered his room. I exited Edd's apartment room, and went outside. "Do I still remember where Paul and Patryk hang out rarely? Yes. Yes I do." I said, and walked myself to the diner. It took fifteen minutes, and the first I saw was Paul. They were at the third banquette, talking. I leaned beside the seat where Patryk is,, with my arms crossed. Paul noticed, and stopped talking. "(Y/N), what are you doing here?" Paul asked.

"Take me to Tord. I need to have a word with him." I said. Patryk seemed uncomfortable about it, and Paul made a 'you-know-you-can-use-the-damn-phone' face. "Private." I said. "Fine. Don't even dare hurt him." Paul growled, standing up, Patryk following him. "Why would I hurt him? Oh wait. Right." I said. We walked out of the diner, and they led me to their car. Patryk opening the door for me, and Paul being jealous about it. "Thanks." I said, and entered the car. He shut the door, and went to the driver's seat. "Just one more thing before we leave,,,"

"If you kill him just to be the next leader, we'll kill you even if it means killing us. We know you are skilled in fighting like the leader, and you're still training after the incident. Remember, you're the next in line for being the Red Leader." Paul said, and told Pat to drive. I stared at the window, supporting my head with my arm. I stayed quiet, and listened to their conversation.

"Paul. He's getting a lot wounds, and scars everyday."

"Oh come on, Pat. He's the leader, he's doing his job."

"After planning an attack on the Blue Army, he locked himself in his bathroom, and cuts himself." Wait what...?

"He's trying to make himself tough. He didn't cry when he he cuts himself." Paul what the fuck. That's depression.

"That cry part was true, but he tried to kill himself. Do you think that's what a leader acts? His hentai can't even cheer him up." Tord tried to kill himself?! Jesus christ Tord, stay alive bro, (Y/N)'s coming to cheer you up.

"We could've gotten (Y/N) earlier after you started noticing the fresh cuts under his sleeves." Paul said. "We were busy." Pat said. "Alright. Makes sense." Paul said. Haha these guys. I ship 'em.

Five minutes later, I saw red army soldiers opening the gate. "We're here, (Y/N)." Patryk said, and parked the car. We got out of the car, and walked towards the entrance of the building. As we walked through the hallways, some soldiers stared at us, or maybe even winked at me. I made a disgusted look, and Paul noticed. Paul glared at them, and they go back to what they were doing. We reached Tord's office/room, and Paul looked at me. "Remember what I told you, Larsson." Paul said, and knocked on the door.

"State your name and rank, soldier."

"Paul, second in command."

"Come in."

"You enter. We'll just stay here." Patryk whispered. I slowly entered Tord's office/room, and he was laying on his bed, his back facing at me. I crept closer to him,,, his breathing was deep. "Tord...?" I called. He froze. "(Y/N)? What are you doing here?" He asked. "Edd wanted a request... He misses you- I miss you. Come home, Tord." I said, resting my hands on his side. He turned around, my hands on his chest area, and he smiled weakly. He has an eyepatch covering his damaged right eye, and his whole right arm is a robot arm.

"I-... I thought you'd be more damaged..."

"But I am damaged enough..."

"Come on bro. We're giving you another chance..." I said. "Who would want a damaged dangerous leader in their house? Well- apartment?" Tord asked. "We're all same. We are damaged, broken or afraid, but please... Come home, and fulfill an old friend and sister's wish?" I asked. He chuckled lightly,,, he looks like in a good mood. "Just like old times?" I gave him a weak smile.

"Just like old times.."

"Thanks... Bro." I said, and hugged him. He returned the hug, but tighter. "But I still have to go back here every weekend." He said. "Sure... Glad you're back." I said. Then I remembered Paul and Patryk's conversation. I broke the hug, and pulled up his left sleeve. It does have scars, but it's not fresh. "Why?" He asked. Damnit. The two tricked me,,, again. "Nothing. I just wanna see if you've been cutting yourself." I said. "Uh, why would I cut myself? I'm a happy man." Tord said.

"A trigger-happy gremlin."

"Hey!"

"Whatever. Let's go." He said. "Great to see you're in good shape, bro." I said. "Pfft, whatever, sis." Tord said.

Extra scene:
"Edd, I'm back from my one hour journey!" I yelled, entering his apartment room. Tom, and Matt were sitting on Edd's sofa, staring at me. Edd came out of the kitchen, holding a bowl of popcorn. "Bro, show yourself." I whispered. Tord showed himself, from behind my back, and waved awkwardly. Edd almost dropped the bowl, and gave it to Matt. "Tord!" Edd exclaimed, and gave bro a bear hug, but quickly breaks it. I explained everything to Matt and Tom, and they seem to understand what Edd's wish is.

Everything was back to normal,,,

Just like old times.

Give the smol norwegian child what he wants :')))
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Oh he wanna dab :///