Tord x Reader - Too Cute To Kill (DISCONTINUED) ;c

CH.6 Not Alright.

 "Tord!" Edd exclaimed, hugging your biggest foe. "Welcome back!"

"Welcome back?!" Tom questioned.

"I hope you don't mind me, letting myself in."

"No, not at all!" Matt chuckled, finishing the last piece of his cookie in a couple bites. "Er, who are you?"

"It's me," Tord responded, sounding a bit confused, "Tord?"

"Uh."

"He used to live here," Edd stated.

"Uh."

"Yeah, USED to." Tom retorted.

"Uh."

"You really, don't, remember?" 

A person singing 'flashback' could be heard in the background.

''Oh, I do. I remember what you did.'' You grumbled, glaring at the man. You stomp out of the area, only to have Tom follow you. "Y/N, you okay?"

"NO, I'm not okay. Thank you very much," You snapped back, surprising him a bit. "Ugh, listen, I'm sorry for yelling like that. But I know that person, and he isn't a good one, at all."

You scan Tom's face for any signs of hurt, anger, or at least angst. There was only relief as his expression.

 "Whew, glad I'm not the only one that hates that  commie bastard. I've hated his guts for a long time now." You sigh. "I'll do something."

Suddenly, Edd appears out of nowhere. "Hey, Tom! You don't mind if Tord gets his old room back, right?" 

"What?! But that's my room!"

"..You can have your old room then!"

"But you turned my old room into a swimming pool!"

You welcome yourself to sit on the floor, since Tom sold the sofa to buy his oh-so amazing harpoon gun.

The next thing you knew it, it turned into an argument which ended by Tom getting crushed by a chair, and Tord putting more weight on him by sitting on the chair.

Immediately, you stand up, having enough of this bullshit. Pure rage shoots through your body, 

"Excuse me, but can I have a little privacy with this Tord?" You ask, shooting another glare at the caramel haired son of a bitch.

He then looks at you, and growls, "Hey, I recognize you from somewhere." 

"Oh really now?" Your voice becomes deep as your eye twitches. So he's gonna play this game now? 

You grab him by the strings of his hoodie, and pull him right towards you. You whisper, "Listen to me, Leader Larsson. I know who you are, and you know who I am," you stop growling. "Now can we talk in private?" 

They all have confused expressions on their faces, but they just leave, saying goodbye.

You smile at them and immediately glare at Tord, face to face. You drag him into your own room. 

"Tord Larsson. Culture, Norwegian. Leader of the Red Army," You state, looking at him straight in the eye.

"Y/N L/N. American, Leader of the Purple Army," Tord smirks, shoving his hands into his pockets.

"Don't fucking play smart with me." You hiss.

His grin turns sinister once more. 

"What makes you say that?"

You slam the wall with your fist, "WHAT ARE YOU PLANNING, LARSSON?! ARE YOU HERE TO KILL ME TOO?! TO KILL ALL MY FRIENDS?!" The venomous words you spat caused you to snap right then and there.

You tackle him, trying to punch him repeatedly. Unfortunately, each attack was blocked and mocked by his laughter. 

"You really are weak, Purple Leader."

"GO TO HELL!" You scream, kicking him in the stomach. Tord coughs out a little  blood and instantly, he becomes angry. 

He grabs you by the arm and throws you into a wall. Of course, once you fall to the ground, he had to slam your head into a wall, making your vision go blurry.

"I already went to hell, Y/n. You've been in the real world for far too long. Now it's your turn!" The last things you heard was the maniacal laughter of the devil himself. You had to keep him away from your friends. No matter how much it takes.

--Tord's POV--

Huh.

Strange how his voice changed as he yelled in anger.

Oh well.

Maybe he's still going through puberty?

Poor guy.

After that little funny moment, I close the door behind me so nobody finds out what I just did.

Then, I notice Matt's room of collections. Out of curiosity, I walk in there, admiring all the things that they've gotten from adventuring.

Honestly, it kind of made me feel bad. Then Edd walks inside.

"Wow," I sighed, "It looks like you've had many adventures while I was away.."

Edd whined in response, but then his eyes sparkled as he gained a wide grin.

"Hey! I have an idea!"

He said nothing after that.

"What-"

--Insert events and Tom leaving the house here because I'm too lazy.--