The Alliance (TomTord Fanfic) (#Wattys2017)

Chapter 9

"Alright, he's here. We can finally fucking start." Tom huffed, leaning back in his seat and crossing his arms. He slightly leaned towards Edd, who sat between him and Matt.
"Get ready for another boring-fest. Am I right?" He whispered to his friend, who sighed.
"Maybe, Blue Leader, you should actually pay attention this one time. You know, learn a little bit about Todd?" Edd suggested, shuffling his arm slightly, which was still wrapped up from the bullet wound. Tom sighed, seeing his friend was kind of agitated at the moment, and looked at Todd, who had just entered.
"Thomas is right. We should start now." Todd smirked evilly and sat down at his part on the table, Parker and Pave sitting next to him. Tom nodded and looked over to Tord, who had strangely stayed silent the whole time. He was looking down, like he wanted to avoid eye contact with everyone else in the room.
"Hey, Commie." Tom banged his fist on the table, making Tord look at him, surprised. "Pay attention."
"Says you..." Tom heard the Norwegian mutter under his breath, but didn't pay any mind to the remark.
"So.... Commander Red. How is your Navy doing?"
"Great. Until your men shot most of mine down. I'll need to get some new recurits in." Todd responded bitterly, causing Tom to narrow his eyes. But, before he could say a single word, Tord slammed his hands onto the table and stood up, his eyes covered by his bangs. It almost made him look... scary. Like he was a force to be reckoned with.
   "You shut your god damn hole, Todd."
    "Excuse me?"
    "I said.... SHUT UP!! You act like it was our fault when you came and attacked us, at our own bases! We would have never known about it if you hadn't fucked up with the coding tactic! YOU tried to attack US on our front lines. Don't act like it's our faults your men were killed. Hell, you shot Edd and almost fucking killed Tom for crying out loud!" Tord screeched at Todd, his gray eyes slowly turning to crimson red, like blood. "SO YOU SHUT YOUR GOD DAMN MOUTH BEFORE I MAKE YOU!" Suddenly, Tord pulled out a pistol out of its holster and Todd shot his hands up in surrender. Tom looked over at Tord's two main soldiers, just in time to see Paul kicking the pistol out of Tord's hands and onto the ground. Tom watched in horror and, surprisingly, entertainment, as Tord basically turned into a rabid dog out of Todd's blood. Paul and Patryck instantly grabbed Tord's arms and pulled him back as the communist leader snarled and cursed, his eyes bright red with anger. Todd backed away from the table and coughed akwardly.

    "I... uh... think we're done here. Good day." Todd bid the two leaders farewell as his soldiers led them out. What were their names again, Tom asked himself? Oh, that's right. Pave and Parker.
    After the three had left, Tord slowly started to calm down. Once he was ok, Paul dropped him to the ground since he ended up being the only one lifting him up, and had lifted him off of the ground. Tord landed with an 'oof' sound as the wind was knocked out of him, the floor making a slight banging sound as he struck the metal.

   "We're extremely sorry about that, Blue Leader. I hope you understand that Red Leader.... isn't right in the head."
   "I HEARD YOU, PAT!" Tord screeched and Paul sighed, standing besides the crazed leader. Tom managed to let out a few laughed
   "It's fine, Patryck. I'm sure he didn't mean harm." Tom waved his hand in the air, as if to swat away the questions he got from that interaction. Mostly 'why was Tord being protective over him all of a sudden?'
   "Alright. We hope to see you again soon enough." Patryck gave Tom a slight bow before walking over to Tord and Paul. Pat and Paul shared some quick words before leaving, Tord following behind them. Tom facepalmed and looked over to his two friends, who were talking. He walked over to them.
"Welp. I guess we can go back now."
"Yeah, sure." Matt replied and stood up along with Edd. Tom nodded as the three made their way back to the Blue Army base.