Strange Stories (MultiFandom Oneshots)

Just A Little Spark (TomTord Story Idea)

Fandom: Eddsworld
Ship: In this part none, but if I do end up making this a wattpadd book, there will be Tomtord in the future of it.

AU: Little Scorcerer AU PROBABLY NOT ORIGINATED BY ME

Note: I have a whole idea for this story, but I can't tell if I should make this into a Wattpad book. So here is a part of the story from the first chapter.
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Soon after possibly an hour, four explosions, a summoning, three bird raids, and nine times we've been interrupted by my Mother so she can offer stupid cookies, which only once I allowed so she will stop, adding another hour after, we've finished the potion.

...We think.

'This is what a witch spray repellant looks like?' The bottle was basically a flask with a spray top attached to it, inside an almost clear liquid with dashes of blue shimmer inside.

Tord simply nodded smiling. 'Wanna test it out?'

'How?' Tord placed a grin on his face and pulled out his phone.

'Hallo! Ja gutt, møt meg på parken vi vanligvis møtes på.'

I looked at him in confusion. He hanged up and looked at me smiling, his pupils shrank. He looks like he just got out of the insane asylum.

He grabbed my arm and we stood up. 'I got ourselves a witch~!'

'Are you crazy? How can you get someone who's a witch so fast who will be willing to see us?'

'I have my ways~ Now let's go Thomas.'

'Don't call me Thomas.'

He dragged me outside my house and to the park, we hid in the bushes and watched waiting for whoever Tord called.

Soon one boy walked into the park and Tords head perked up, that's the person he called?

The boy had brown fluffy hair, a green unzipped jacket, a white shirt with a grey cat face drawing on it, blue jeans, green and white shoes, green headphones around his neck, a rubber bracelet on his right wrist, and a hoop earring on his right ear.

As soon as the boy walked near the bush we hid in with a confused expression, Tord jumped out with the flask screaming, jumping on the boy and spraying him. They both screamed, one was in pain, and the other, I can't tell is he's doing a war cry or if he's screaming out his depression.

Tord soon got off the guy laughing like a maniac, throwing the bottle towards me, in response me catching the bottle and questioning his sanity.

'Dude! Seriously? You call me out to attack me? It's suppose to be the other way around!' The green boy said as he sat up with bruises and burns. A witch.

I stood up putting my hood over my head and he looked at me.

Tord laughed a final time and calmed down. 'Edd, meet my friend, friend, meet Edd.'

'Hey tell me his name at least!' "Edd" said hitting Tord on the top of his head.

((Should I publish the story?))