Eddsworld Oneshots

How does one simply Remember? (TomTord)

Fun fact, the original title for this was "How does one simply Gay Panic?"

Hahaha im not sorry. Also, as much as I write about Tom, he's actually my least favorite character. He's just easiest to write about in my opinion.

Also, Im making a Voltron oneshot book in case ya wanna read that when its posted! Im gonna wait until season 7 is out though to post it.

Also Tom gets amnesia and falls in love with Tordle, bye!
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"Move over you ass," Tom growled as he tried to push Tord closer to the wall. Tord hummed, finding it amusing that Tom could barely move him.

They were both sharing Tom's bed. Tom tried to make Tord sleep on the floor but Tord refused and instead decided to sleep on Tom's bed. Since Tom didn't wanna sleep on the floor either he swallowed his pride and just slept in the same bed. Each night was the same thing, Tord would hog most of the bed and Tom would try to stay away from him while trying not to fall off the bed.

'It's all Tord's fault. If he didn't come back this wouldn't be happening. I would have my bed to myself' Tom thought to himself, when he suddenly heard a crash from the kitchen.

He sat straight up and looked towards his door, debating whether or not he wanted to go check it out. He nudged Tord.
"Did you hear that?" Tom asked, not looking away from the door. He heard Tord grumble.
"No. Now go to sleep and quit bothering me," Tord replied, sounding sleepy.

Tom rolled his eyes and quietly slipped out of bed. He walked out of his room and looked at a clock that they had on the wall. It was a little past 2am. Tom knew Matt and Edd would never be up at this hour.

Tom tiptoed down the stairs and peeked into the kitchen. He saw a tall, slim man with blonde hair going through cabinets. Tom let out a small laugh that the man unfortunately heard. The guy whipped around to see an amused looking Tom.

"If you're looking for something valuable, the kitchen probably isn't the greatest place to look," Tom said with a smirk. The man pulled a gun out of a holster Tom had failed to notice. He aimed it at Tom.
"Try anything and I'll shoot," the guy warned. Tom looked at the gun, a bit scared, but would not let it show.

"I don't think you have it in you," Tom said as he rushed towards the man and punched him in the stomach. He had learned quite a bit of fighting skill from his quarrels with Tord.

The guy doubled over in pain but reached his arm back up and shot the gun.

The sound rang through the house waking everyone else up. They all took a moment to process what they heard, and then immediately got up and ran downstairs just in time to see Tom get hit in the head with the side of a gun.

Tom fell to the floor, obviously being knocked unconscious. The man took a look at the three new arrivers and dashed towards the door and left. Tord would've ran after him but he had a different situation to take care of.

Tom's arm was bleeding and the small man was still unconscious. Edd and Matt had rushed to his side and tried to wake him up, but Tom didn't even move. Edd looked up at Tord.

"Call an ambulance," he ordered as he ran to the bathroom and came back with some bandages. Tord ran back up to Tom's room and grabbed his phone from off of Tom's nightstand. He hastily pushed in numbers and made a call.

Back downstairs, Edd was wrapping Tom's arm up while Matt was trying to get Tom to wake up. After a few more attempts, he gave up and let out a sigh.
"Do you think Tim will be okay?" Matt asked as he set Tom's head in his lap. He was trying to keep Tom's head elevated because he had seen somewhere that doing that helps.