TomTord One Shots

Transgender Au

(A/N) I have no idea why I added this video to this story. I'm so sorry. It's really late. I might fix this later I don't know. I hope you like this part/chapter/whatever.

Ell and Matilda stood at the school's entrance, looking for their friend, Tamara. She was normally late, but as time ticked on, it was getting to be less and less believable that she'd be attending their first day of senior year.

Ell slid her hand into Matilda's. "Come on. Let's go inside." She said with a sigh.

"Wait! Ell! Matilda!" They heard someone shout to them. The two turned to see a rather cute boy with black eyes, brown hair, darkened skin, and a blue hoodie, with sleeves pushed up to the elbows, running toward them. He stopped in front of the girls and slightly blushed. "Sorry I'm late. I was kind of worried about what you'd think... "

A silence settled among on the three.

"Tamara?" Ell stared up into the boy's eyes and set a hand on his arm.

He nodded.

Ell smiled kindly and hugged their friend. "Oh my goodness! My baby's a boy!"

Matilda joined in and hugged the two. "When'd you realize you were trans, Honey?"

"Tamara" wrapped his arms around the two of them. "A few years back."

They pulled away, Ell's hands holding onto "Tamara's" arms. "Please always remember that we'll always love you! Now, what'd you like us to call you?"

The boy thought for a bit. "I'd like you two to think up a name for me."

"Butch!"

Ell laughed. "No, no, no."

"Please no." The boy said, in disgust.

"What about Ringo?" Ell suggested.

"That's your cat's name, Ell." The boy ran a hand through his hair.

"How about Thomas?" The three heard someone say this in a thick Norwegian accent and they turned to see who it was. He wore a red hoodie with blue jeans and gray converse, his honey colored hair pointed up into two horns.

"Sorry to overhear your conversation-"

"I like Thomas." Ell looked up at Thomas.

"So do I." Matilda looked down at him.

"Me too." Thomas smiled and hugged the two again.

After the hug, Thomas walked up to the stranger. "Thanks... " He said rather shyly and he held out his hand to shake.

"My name is Tord." Tord grinned and shook Thomas's hand. "Nice meeting you Thomas."

"I'm thinking of Tom for short."

Tord nodded. "Yes, that does sound reasonable. Now, why would you take the name that I, someone you hardly know, suggested."

"Because I liked the name. And so did Ell and Matilda." Tom turned to his friends. "Let's go girls." He turned back to Tord. "What's your first class?"

Tord looked at his schedule. "Art & Design."

"Me too. You want to walk with me?"

"Yeah, I do."

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After a few weeks of knowing each other, Tom and Tord have become close friends. Tom would talk about all the amazing skits he'd do in the future and Tord would listen intently, studying Tom's beautiful features.

His voids of eyes that still seemed to have a sort of twinkle to them. His small, soft hands and cheeks that Tord wanted to protect from any harm. The way his neck curved out to his shoulders.

Tord loved every bit of it.

The two walked down the hall after a long day, headed to Ell's car. But Tord couldn't help but to pick up a small line from someone's conversation.

"... look at that fucking fag with his girlfriend... "

Tord stopped dead. He could tell Tom heard it too.

"Tord. Come on. We've got go to watch the next Zombie Pirates from Hell with Ell and Matilda." Tom reached for Tord, who backed away.

"No. If you're not going to do anything, then I will." Tord dropped his backpack and turned to the one who so rudely commented on them.

Tord glared at the teen. "For one, Thomas is not a girl."

"Pfft. Seriously, man-" Tord punched the guy.

"Secondly, we are not a couple."

The teen became outraged at the stunt Tord had just pulled and pushed him to the floor.

"Tord!" Tom yelled out.

"Aww... Are you afraid of him getting hurt?" The bully paused. "Pussy."

Tord jumped up and punched him in the nose. And again in his left eye. He took another swing, but the guy grabbed his arm and switched their positions, holding Tord down and punching him repetitively until a teacher broke up the fight.

The two made their way to the nurse as the bully was going to the hospital to fix his broken nose. "I'm so sorry," Tom whispered on the way.

"What for?" Tord asked. "You really should not be sorry for a thing."

"If I was never trans, then-"

"I'm going to stop you right there, Tom-"

"But-"

"No. Never say sorry for what you are. That asshole got what he fucking deserved."

Silence fell on the two.

"Then... thank you... "

"Of course." Tord held his arm out and Tom took it.

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It's been a few years since Tom told his friends that he was trans and now that they've finished with college, the four of them, Ell, Matilda, Tom, and Tord, are moving in together.

Matilda decorated her room with pictures of herself and the occasional picture of her with her friends. Ell set up her desk with a tablet to animate and a put mini fridge by her bed which has been filled with Cola. Tom set up his room's desk with his laptop, microphone, and camera and kept his bass, Susan, safe on her stand. Tord set Hentai on his desk and cigars on his bedside table.

The four sat down at the table on the first morning together in their new home. Ell was very content like this, eating toaster strudels and drinking chocolate milk with her three best friends. She felt so content, that she stood at the table and said very confidently, "I am Pansexual and Matilda," She turned to her ginger friend. "I love you. I mean... love love you."

Matilda grinned and jumped up from her seat. "I am a Lesbian and Ell," She turned to her brunette friend. "I love you too."

Ell smiled and grabbed Matilda by the shirt collar, pulling her to Ell's own size and kissed her.

"Cute," Tord said.

"Ugh. Come on, you two. We're trying to eat here," Tom gestured to their plates with his fork.

"Oh, grow up Tom." Tord set his fork down and turned away.

Tom, then stood. He cleared his throat rather loudly to interrupt the make-out session. "Right... " He sighed. "I'm bi. And Tord," Tom looked at Tord and Tord looked back hopefully. "I hate you."

Tord tsked and also stood. "I'm Demi-pan and Thomas." He looked down at Tom. "I hate you too."

Tom picked up his plate, got on his tiptoes, kissed Tord's cheek, and walked out of the kitchen, setting his plate in the sink on the way out.

Tord blushed and for the rest of the day, he sat in front of the television, smiling stupidly.