Gone//an Eddsworld Fanfict {BOOK 2}

We'll MEET Again!

WE'LL MEET AGAIN
DON'T KNOW WHERE
DON'T KNOW WHENNNNNN (Oh, God, I REALLY need to stop lmao)

Sorry, I just had to make another Meeting. Is dat okay? Well, y'all can't change it anyways, SO DEAL WITH IT😎. Lol; enjoy!

"TORD." Matt snapped, arguing once again with the half-blind, red-hooded (he still has his blue military coat on, though) man.

Tord rolled his eyes and said, "COME ON, it's only for a few weeks, okay?"
"Hell. NO. I do not even love that man anymore!" Matt screamed, and Tord covered his ears. "Ok! Jeez, calm the fuck down, got that?"
Matt glared a treasure trove-full of daggers at Tord, and screamed, even louder, "WAS THAT A GODDAMN QUESTION, RED LEADER?"
Tord burst out laughing.

"By, God, you sure do hate questions, don't cha'?" Tord smirked, and Matt was basically having a tantrum; one of those you see smol, crying children who want a strawberry or some shit like candy or some other random shit, and don't get what they want; the object they desire. So, imagine this, only Matt as the Purple Leader is throwing it.

Tord waiting a few minutes for Matt to calm himself, and eventually he did. "So," he said, and took a small pocket mirror from out of his military coat pocket, and smoothed out his hair, and what looked like checking out his face as well. This, alone, took several (million years, lol) minutes, and Tord had his boots once again on Matt's precious meeting table. He leaned his head back, let out a huge, annoyed sigh, and then glared at the man still admiring himself in the small, pastel-dark purple pocket mirror. "Are ya done, yet?" He snapped impatiently, and Matt glared at him. But he did put the smol mirror away (name it or some shit; idc, XD). He smoothed back his hair once more, then tapped his foot against the wooden floor. "I want to see Edd transform," he said after a few moments of pondering.

Tord smirked, then raised an eyebrow. "Well, in a way, it's your fault he's like that."
Matt was confused. "Wha...what? How is that my fault?!"
"Do you have no memory whatsoever? Remember, in that Eddisode (hmm fourth wall breaking, much??) when you three; You, Edd, Tom - had that branch stuck in that satellite?"
"Uh, yeah, how the Hell do you even know that happe-"
"Because I do. Anyways, you were the one who screamed, "YOU'VE GOT TO SAVE THE CHILDREN, EDD!"."
"Hey!" Matt snapped at Tord. "It wasn't all my fault! Tom was there too, you know, oh, wait, you do. Stalker," he mumbled that last part, but Tord heard him just fine. "I assure you, I am no stalker, but rather, an observer."
"Pfff." Matt scoffed, huffing. "Whatever,"

The two were in silence, then Tord said, "Well, I've got places to be and places to go!"
Matt frowned at him. "Somewhere in my base? Doesn't your base need...you?"
"No, not for now; I've left two of my most loyal soldiers - well, pilots - to keep the base up and running."
"So..."
"I'm going somewhere in your base,"

Matt yawned. "What? To torture Edd or something?" He yawned again, and rubbed his eyes. He really hadn't slept in about two or three days; well, at least not for more than an hour.

"Yes." Tord agreed, and said, "But,"
Matt looked down at him. He was, after all, taller than him, but not by too much.
"You have to get Edd to love you."
Matt scoffed. "And," Tord added, adding to the list of problems Matt had, "you've got make it look like you love him too." Matt groaned.

"Whyyyyyy?" He groaned, then said, after a minute, "FINE. But only because I want to use Edd, and this is the only damn way; besides, it wasn't in question form, anyways."
Tords smirked. "Use Edd...how~?" Tord asked smugly, and Matt shoved him, stomping to the goddamn Meeting Room door, and storming out, red as a fucking TOMato (...no...? I'll go...XD) and seething with so much anger, that it appeared as if the whole Base was under lockdown, since everyone went into their room and dorms, probably knowing it was best if they stayed well out of their Leader's way. Tord grinned at no one, went to the weapons room, grabbed a good-looking, sharp knife, and grinned once more.

He thought he may have scared a few soldiers, since they saluted and quickly bolted away. He didn't care; besides; he's got better things to do.

Real better things. (Reference, anyone?...No? It's time to stop...lol, XD)

Word count: 784 words
(Wow dat was long.)