A Relationship Gone Wrong

Could It Be...?

Edd, Tom and Tord were all looking in horror as they were still looking at the two figures wearing an outfit that looked like it was from the Red Army base. Tom let go of Tord and Tord quickly got up. Could it really be...?

Tord: "Patryk! Paul! Oh thank god you're here! They almost killed me! And-

Paul cut him off.

Paul: "Sir...I thought you weren't allowed outside the base."

Tord: "What!? What do you mean!? I can be out here ANY time I want! I'm your boss and you can't tell me what to do! I tell YOU what to do!"

Patryk: "But sir! Your arm and face is-"

Tord cut him off.

Tord: "SHUT IT, PATRYK!!! I DON'T HAVE TIME TO DEAL WITH YOU!!!"

Patryk: "Understood sir..."

Tord: "Now, as I was saying. I tell YOU what to do! And as a matter of fact, I tell you BOTH what to do! I don't care if I have a torn up face and arm or not! I can still-"

Before Tord could finish his sentence, Edd put his hand on his shoulder to calm him down. Tord grabbed a gun from Paul's pocket and turned around, pointing the gun at Edd's head. Edd's eyes widened and he didn't say a word.

Tord: "Touch me again and I swear to god I will do it, Edd!"

Matt had overheard this and ran outside to see Tom, Edd, Tord, Paul and Patryk.

Matt: "Patryk!? Paul!? What are you doing here!? And Tord! What are YOU doing!? Don't you even DARE shoot the cinnamon roll!"

Matt covered his mouth and blushed red. Everyone except Edd stared at him in confusion.

Tord: "Cinnamon roll, eh? Heh...great nickname...it would be a shame if I shot your cinnamon roll in the head...then he'd be dead. I'm tellin' you, Matt. I'll do it...and I'm not afraid to do it either."

Edd was shaking, while he looked really terrified and afraid that Tord would shoot him if he did the wrong thing. Matt ran up to Tord and pushed him away from Edd then picked him up bridal style and held him close to his chest. Matt kissed his forehead and walked back inside the house.

Tom just looked at Tord for a straight two seconds and walked back inside the house as well.

Patryk: "Come on, sir...we need to take you back to the base..."

Tord: "B-but-"

Paul: "Just listen to us, sir. We have to help you."

Tord gave them an annoyed sigh.

Tord: "Fine...I'll go back to the base..."

Paul and Patryk picked up Tord and carried him back to the base. It took them about an hour to get back. When they both carefully set their boss down, Paul went to a room with a whole bunch of metal parts.

Minutes later, he was able to make a robot arm with the help of Patryk. They walked to Tord and put the robot arm on Tord after Patryk had painfully cut off Tord's arm before helping Paul with the robot arm.

Patryk got an eyepatch and placed it on Tord's right eye. Tord already knew what else he had to do, so he got up to get a suit and changed into it.

Tord: "How do I look?"

Paul: "Like your future self!"

Tord: "I think we should do this to someone else."

Patryk: "What do you mean, sir?"

Tord: "I mean we turn someone else into their future self! And I think I know just the person....."