Happy Pills | Tomtord Fanfiction

Chapter 1.

It was another normal day. Another normal place. Nothing much happened these days, especially for Tord. He was happy, with this own nice house and his lover. But somewhere in his heart, an empty place existed, no matter how hard he tried to fill it up.

Tord was in Norway, enjoying his life in his own nice way. He was now seperated from the whole 'Edd' gang, which didn't seem to bother him much. Especially that boy named Tom, that Tord hated so much.

Recently, though, Tord always woke up with issues, such as getting drunk and had no idea what he was doing, or ending up with blue, red and purple bruises all over his body. He hated himself for this. He knew that he had a lover, but he just couldn't restrain the thought of being with someone else.

Thats when the whole problem started.

Endless nights, Tord would fight with his boyfriend, usually him starting the fight. The poor boy, which only wanted him to stop being so careless about his life, had to go through every situation with Tord actually yelling at him.

Many months passed, and Tord noticed that his 'boyfriend' had another caring person of his own, rather than Tord himself. This alarmed Tord to move back to the Red base, and stay there with his pity life.

Tord usually locked himself up in one of the small rooms the base owned, refusing to train the troops or other leader things he should do. He then would hurt himself, trying to feel a single spark of joy.

This turned into a serious problem, making Pau and Pat worry for Tord. They eventually forced their leader out of the small, dull room.

Tord was feeling very horrible, but he also looked horrible. He had bags under his eyes, along with an empty expression. His arms were poorly wrapped in loose bandades, his honey-brown hair sticking out in every direction. It was quite hard to find the 'horns' that his hair made, due to the mess it made.

Just then, Pat came along to the table that Tord was sitting on, asking if he'd like to go back to Edd's place. Infact, Edd had requested Tord to come back, leaving a voice message.

Tord refused a couple of times, but he couldn't say no to Pau and Pat's dearest request after all. Tord quietly nodded, looking at the two troops that were smiling warmly at him.

Tord was now at the airport, ready to take the airplane that would lead him to his old home, England. He quietly clicked his tongue, waiting in line to enter the airplane. In his hand, was a empty bottle of water, which he tossed it in the trash can afterwards.

In the airplane were clean, silky seats. On top, there was a small kit of necessary supplies with a neatly folded grey blanket. Tord silently pulled those into the front seat pockets, throwing himself on the soft airplane seats. After a few minutes, the airplane landed off as he closed his eyes, drifting off to a dreamless sleep.

He woke up by the loud sound of airplane wheels hitting the ground, the ground of England's airport. Tord looked around, then took his belongings as he walked out of the airplane.

When Tord got his luggage and walked outside, there were three different men in different shades of hoodies. Two of them waved at him, except the one in blue. He seemed a little grumpy, but he still was standing there anyways.

"Tord! It's so good to see you back!" Edd exclaimed, waving his hands in the air. Matt was flashing a huge smile next to Edd, also warmly greeting Tord. Tom, in the other hand, was still grunting, staring bitterly at Tord with his black voids.

Tord grinned awkwardly, squeaking when Edd gave him a huge bear hug. Edd then gasped, looking at Tord. "That... that was so cute!" Tord's face was slightly dusted in a shade of red afterwards hearing the word, 'cute.'

After they had a small greeting in the airport, they headed back home.