THE PATH//an Eddsworld AU

Choices to make

"Tord,"
"Nope.  Nope, nope. I'm done, dead Paul!"
"Ghost Paul."
"Whatever!" Tord started the car's engine.

"I'm leaving." But, right there and then, the car's engine sputtered and fell silent, the car breaking down.

Ghost Paul raised an eyebrow. "Are ya sure about that, Sir?"
Tord just glared back. Then huffed, getting out of the car. "I'll just fucking walk." He spat, and Ghost Paul sighed, vanishing in a bright, blue light.

Tord began running, until he broke down into a jog, then just resorted to walking, since he didn't want to look too suspicious. He had put up the hood on his hoodie, since his hair was probably very familiar to any of those who'd seen his WANTED poster.

He was beginning to grow tired, but saw a few houses come into sight. Guess Ghost Paul was wrong...he thought, sighing as he ran once more, glaring at a couple who walked past. He heard them murmur, "That was rude...", but didn't actually particularly care, not right now. And he was also tired. But now he faced a question: what should he do next...?

He had choices to make, but he couldn't decide...no. He wasn't backing down. He was going back to his old base, getting his giant robot, his hat, and his leftover Hentai, and hopefully killing Edd, Matt, and Tom in the process. Well, at least Tom. Goodness, he was so...freaking annoying.

He still ran and ran, until a familiar car stopped next to him. He smiled, and got in the back.

"Hello, Red Leader, Sir." Patryk said, and Paul drove forward. "Need a ride?"
"Looks like I have one."

Patryk nodded. "Yep. We saw that the car was gone when we went behind the base-"
"We?" Tord asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Uh...yeah. Me and Paul were back there..."
"Why?" Tord tried heavily and hard not to grin, since he already knew the answer. He secretly had a camera installed back there, so he knew that that was where Patryk and Paul sometimes went to go make out.

"Uh...no reason...we were, uh. Checking...something..."
"What?"
"Uh..."

Tord barked a laugh. "Hah! I already know; I have a camera installed back there. I have for a while, actually." He was still chuckling when Paul said, "U-uh...we should stop for the night."

Tord agreed. "Yes. We should. I'm freaking tired. Let's go find a motel or something."

And they did, arriving and checking in for one night's stay only. The room came with two beds, so Paul and Patryk offered to stay the night (well, the rest of it, anyways) in the car, and Tord grinned. "Have fun!" He said in a semi-singsong voice, and Patryk visibly blushed, but Paul was already out the door as soon as Tord had said that.

Patryk saluted, and said goodnight, and left, leaving Tord to wonder when the next Ghost would arrive.

Well, he thought, falling asleep. No Ghost can stop me.

I've already made my choice.