His Defence [TomTord]

Chapter Fifteen- Promises and betrayals

The tv echoed from the living room, the glass sliding doors shutting behind tord as he looked around the garden which had been swalled by the night. "Thomas? Are you out here?" No answer. The commie squinted his eyes focusing them on the houses wall. Wall mounted wooden planters were hung; the plants looking like they took a beating. The harder Tord looked, he realised Thomas used them merely as a ladder. Tord sighed, pushing his arms forward, clicking his knuckles into place, walking up to the wall and gripping on the closest planters and hoisting his own weight up.  Climbing up the wall, he quickly reacted to his bottom left foot; the planter which once kept his foot steady Broke, hitting the ground. The noise was loud, but couldn't overcome the loud noise from the TV. "Edd's going to kill me." Tord mumbled to himself. Looking back up, he saw the skimmed edge of the roof, the tiles yet out of his reach. He stretched his arm out as far as he could; it would be impossible. How would Tom get on the roof?; Tord didn't even know if his assumption was true. Scanning the wall, his eyes locked onto the drainage pipe that climbed up the edge of the brick wall. His eyes beamed in realisation, he moved his weight to the left and reached to the top of the pipe, using it like a metal bar gymnasts would use; but whiteout all of the flipping of course. Pulling himself up, he panted, surprised that he even got onto the roof. It was harder than he anticipated. Steadying his body, he stood up and looking around the roof. In the corner of his eye, he spotted Thomas on the opposite side of the roof, looking over the rode which showed glimpses of car lights racing across. Tord walked over and went to sit down. Tom flinched, realising his visitor and quickly made way to stand up. "Wait!" Tord quickly grabbed the young teens arm. "Wait." He huffed, pulling tom to sit down again. "What the hell do you want? Go back to Edd and matt." Tom sneered through gritted teeth. Eyebrows slanted in a saddened face, Tord looked to tom who wouldn't even give him eye contact. His messy light hair, his painted roses cheeks and even his skull painted black tee. He loved everything about tom, even if he had a different way of showing it.

You're beautiful.

"What the hell happened to your clothes?" Tord chuckled.
"Wouldn't you like to know? Go back to Norway you twunk." He narrowed his black hollow eyes to Tord. He was so captivated, and fascinated by his mysterious holes, and how they looked like galaxies. Tom was staring back at him, lost into his silver eyes. They shimmered and reflected the star speckled sky above them, which Thomas found amazing.
"Are you done looking at me, jehovah?" Tord chuckled, making Toms head zip away in an instant. "Fuck off." He hissed. Tord tilted his head. From Norway, even there he had never met someone so emotionally unstable. He found it unique and even more likeable. Tord moved his hand towards the brits cheek, grasping its warmth and moving his head to looked at him. Tom looked up at Tord confused. "Promise you will stay mine?" Tord's eyes gleamed, hoping for a good answer. Toms face turned a dark rose in embarrassment. "We're thirteen, we can never promise anything like that." Thomas scoffed. Tord smirked, rubbing his hand caringly on his right cheek, soon being his other hand to move his fingers into the brits semi tangled hair; he thought it was almost as soft as his prim cheeks. Tom became engulfed into the warmth and melted into Tord's touch. "What if everyone finds out?" Tom muttered, looking down. His voice slightly shaking. "Tord put his hand under his chin, making him turn up to meet eyes with Tord. "We won't let them, this can be our little secret." Tord smirked deviously, making tom giggle lightheartedly. Tord's face turned red. "Promise me something." Tord looked down at tom as he focused on him like he was all that mattered. "That.. no matter what happens now or in the future, you'll let me protect you." Tord said. Tom chuckled. "T-Tord that's n-«. «promise me tom." Tom looked down thinking for a moment. "Okay." Toms voice slightly broke at the end which made A curl spread on both of their faces. Without noticing, both of their faces began to lean in.

"What's the plan, Red Leader?" Amanda spoke into her single ear headset which connected to the bases radio station and Tord. "I need you to run some check ups on tom for me, to make sure his ready for tonight." He answered. "Got it, sir." She disconnected her piece by the press of a button. "Let's see.." she read her clipboard and sat on the bed next to tom who sat inhumanly, legs together, hands on lap and back straight. His eyes wired to be red and barren, just like his facial expression. "Okay, im going to ask you some quick questions and you need to answer to the best of your ability Thomas," Amanda looked down at tom expecting at least an answer, but nothing. He was as plain as a blank sheet of paper. Or worse; nothing at all. "Okay, which bases aren't a part of the Red Alliance?". She read from her scribbled paper clipped to her board. "Current enemy bases to the army are Pink Base, Yellow Base, Orange Base, Purple Base and Blue Base."
"Okay, good! How about you give me a quick explanation on what we do for Red Leader." "We are to follow his every order, no matter the consequences and protect him. Death or victory." He spoke plainly. Amanda smirked.
"That's really scary." A voice spoke, making Amanda turn to see peter. "You're not supposed to be in here." Amanda rolled her eyes at the trainer. "I was bored, I have no newbies to work on." He sighed. "Okay, one last question Thomas, this ones a bit.. personal." She cleared her throat. "Who are Edward Gould and Matthew Hargreaves to you?" She looked up to tom as he processed the question. "Edward and Matthew are classed as traitors and are to be killed on site if seen." His headset whirred, slightly glitching making the two jump. "Is that supposed to happen?" Peter pointed out. "No, but I'll make some quick adjustments before the base peace meeting tonight." Amanda answered. "Why did Red Leader want him to be brainwashed anyway? Thomas was pretty loyal." He questioned, walking up to tom and flicking his screen. "Red Leader could trust him but Thomas would always choose his friends and blue base over him. He could betray him. It's why he was out of base for a while. He invited three bases to our peace meeting tonight. " peter became unsettled. "And this means...?" Amanda grinned. "It means Thomas is going to put on a show tonight for the rebel bases."

||Short but the next chapter will be long so be ready ;). I'm leading this on so much, sorry! Anyway, I'm working on some Eddsworld stuff like art so I may include that as a bonus on the next chapter! ||