Eddsworld: Stuck with their biggest enemy (Torm Fusion)

Tom/Tord - The Fear That Haunts Our Dreams

"Thanks a lot, Edd is angry now because you couldn't stop being an asshole!" I hissed. That stupid commie always had to ruin everything! The nerve of that guy.... Of all people in the world, why did I have to be stuck with HIM? We hated each other's guts and would never get along, not even if our lives depended on it! So why had the universe decided to put us into the same body?! Who's sick idea of a joke was this?!

"Oh please, you started the fight in the first place, Jehovah's witness! It's clearly your fault, not mine! Stop trying to blame me for everything wrong in your life!" Tord growled.

Stupid commie. He keeps saying everything is my fault, but it's really his! It is HIS! I thought and huffed, but then I started to consider what he said. Maybe it was just Edd's rant finally getting to me, but I noticed that in our last fights, I had kept on provoking him until we finally fought. Of course he provoked me back, so it wasn't that clear cut. I would never admit it, but... Maybe he is right... partially... this is my fault, too... It's not just his, even if that'd be great... but he should stop trying to act like he's not to blame either! We're both constantly fucking up here!

"..." Perhaps it was better not to talk to him anymore before things escalated again. Edd said the fusion thing wasn't just hard for the two of us, and he was probably right. It was pretty obvious in hindsight, but honestly, if it bothered him that much, he shouldn't have been so curious in the first place. We hadn't dragged him into this, he had decided to involve himself. He didn't want us to fight, that was abundantly clear. But I couldn't just let Tord win. If Tord really wanted a fight I would give him one. Then I'd get to knock him down a peck whenever he decided he was a living legend.

"..." Tord was also silent. This just felt... awkward. One of us always began provoking the other until enough was enough and we were ready to tear each other apart. Sometimes because we were angry or didn't like it that our most hated person was too happy, but there were times when we fought simply because we were bored out of our minds or needed to let out all our stress on someone else. It was a realization I never thought I'd have. It was actually a bit concerning.

"I guess we should go to sleep now..." I mumbled after a while. "It's no use as long as Edd's angry at us."

"You want to sleep with a hoodie on?" Tord asked. I could feel one eyebrow rising.

"We aren't able to undress like this, are we?" I growled, already getting annoyed at him again. He just had to criticize me all the time. Not once could he keep his mouth shut. Not once!

"Alright alright, we will sleep in the hoodie," he sighed. "It's not like it matters anyway. And tomorrow we'll find a way to fix this. I want to end this madness as soon as possible."

"Alright," I answered with a shrug. "Fine by me." Surprisingly it didn't take all that long until we drifted off to sleep. You would think the whole fusion thing and our shared hate for each other would make it harder, but we were just too tired. Guess fighting all day hadn't been such a good idea after all.

They were sitting on the sofa, watching TV while eating popcorn when I entered the room. Well, Edd watched TV, a cola can in his left hand while Matt admired his 'pretty pretty' face in his hand mirror and grinned seductively at his reflection. Or at least it was what I thought he was trying, it looked absolutely ridiculous. "I thought you'd help me?" I asked angrily. Matt and Edd looked at me in confusion.

"...help you? With what? I don't remember making any promises..." Edd muttered as he turned to Matt. "Do you?"
"I fused with that stupid commie, Edd! Isn't it obvious?!"