Tomtord ♡

Drunker then life

Tord walked... well, more like stumbled through the darkness towards his destination. His friends...Ex friends house. He was drunk, which didn't happen very often. The only reason he was even doing this was because he saw a man with a blue hoodie at the bar and it reminded him of... Tom.
T o m.
Tom WAS never really Tords friend, but Tord had always had a thing for Tom, which is why it stung Tord a little bit when Tom made an attempt on his life... But to be fair, that was when he Tried to take over the world in his giant robot (Long story)
As much as Tord hated himself for it, he couldn't help but drunkly stumble closer to his ex-friends new place of residents. He wanted the see them again, to feel like he was a normal person again. Apart of a regular life, with no red leader responsiblities.
He only stopped three times, the first time, because a car almost hit him and the man in the car stopped him Tord to yell at him. The second time because Tord needed to take a leak. (Which he not so sercetivly did in a kiddie pool in someone's front yard) And the third time, because he needed to throw up.
He smiled to himself as wiped his mouth off using his sleeve. He could see their new house, it wasn't like the old one, but it was similar. It was a lot smaller then he had expected, but that didn't stop him from walking up to the front door and slamming his fist again it a few times.
After about thirty seconds, Tord drunkly stomped his foot on the ground and hit the door again.
He only smiled when he heard footsteps running down a wood hall and a familiar voice...Matt? Saying 'Coming!'.
That's when Tord realized he had nothing to say. No apologies written, no words to say.
( Sorry that this is bad XD I'm trying to do Spanish homework and this, it's really short too.)
Matt opened the door and smiled at Tord. "Hello stranger, what brings you here?" He asked cheerily.
'Stranger??' Tord thought before stumbling into the house and hugging Matt tightly, brushing his fingers through Matt's hair.
"EDD! THE MAN AT THE DOOR IS INAPPROPRIATELY TOUCHING MY HAIR!!" Matt screamed as he reached his hands up to fix his hair.
Tord didn't let go of Matt as he heard footsteps running against creaky wood, or when he heard a gasp. He only let go when someone pulled him away and pulled him into a tight hug.
Edd.
Tord hugged back and chuckled as his old fr-...his friend said "I knew you'd come back! I knew it!" He yelled as he tightened his already strong grip.
Tord didn't want to pull away from his friend, but he couldn't help it as he was yanked away and thrown onto the floor, landing with a resounding "thud!"
"Tom no!"Edd said, but it was already to late, Tom had already stomped onto Tords stomach as hard as he physically could manage. Tord cried out in pain as the show connected with his stomach, but his cry was cut short as he vomited on himself.
Tord whimpered, to drunk to even remember why Tom was mad enough to hurt him like this, but tom wasn't done, not even close. He yelled something Tord didn't hear, as his ears were popping before he began stomping on Tord again, cause more yelps to escape his lips.
The last thing Tord saw before slipping into a state of unconsciousness was a blurry looking Edd, jumping onto an even blurring tom, knocking them both to the floor.
(Is this any good? If you comment no, I'll delete :p)