Eddsworld x Reader Oneshots

USA! Tord x French! Reader

You had moved to America from France two years ago, and were fluent in English.  You did miss France a lot, though.  You were sitting in a cafe one night when it happened.  That's how you met HIM.

You liked going at night because it wasn't as crowded.  You sat down at one of the tables in the cafe with a (F/S) (Favorite Sweet) on a plate/ bowl in your hands.  The door was glass, and there were huge windows surrounding it, so you could see what was happening out there.

You were staring out the window when you saw it.  A man wearing all black meeting up with some other guys in the same attire.  "Quoi dans le monde...?" (What in the world)  You quickly finished the last bite of your (F/S) and walked out, just in time to see where they went.  You turned on your phone and turned the brightness all the way down.

You walked to the alleyway where you saw them.  The man was handing drugs to the other two men!  You quickly opened the camera on your phone.  You pointed your phone at the three men and snapped a picture.  Then you realized the flash was on and they were now looking at you.

"Tirer!"(Shoot)  You whispered to yourself before bolting away.  "She's getting away!  After her!"  One of the men shouted.  They started running after you.  Luckily, you were about the same speed as them.  You ran across the road and heard two thuds behind you.  

As you ran, you quickly looked behind you, and saw that the two buying the stuff had tripped when stepping off the sidewalk.  "HAHA VOUS PERDANTS!" (Haha you losers)  You saw a car parked in front of you, so you jumped over the hood and onto the sidewalk on the other side of the road.

You continued to run on the sidewalk, making the occasional turn, and sometimes shouting things in French, since you speak in French when you are in danger, scared, nervous, or angry.  You managed to hide in an ally without him seeing it.  "Where are ya, sweetheart~"  He said, looking around.

He turned his back and you ran again.  He didn't notice, luckily.  You managed to finally get home to your apartment.  You laid down on your bed, thinking about what had happened.  You decided that you would tell the police in the morning.

You didn't know why, but for some reason you felt...  A connection with him.  "Qu'est-ce qui ne va pas chez moi...?"  (What's wrong with me)  Just then, you heard a knock on your apartment door.  "Doit être maman..."  (Must be mom)  You got up and opened the door, only to see the man from earlier.  You tried to scream, but he covered your mouth with his hand.

"Listen to me.  I'm here to make a deal.  You delete that picture, and I don't kill you.  I think that you're beautiful and very brave, so it would be a shame to have to kill you~"  The man partially flirted, partially threatened. He took his hand off your mouth.  "Quel est votre nom?"  (What's your name)  You asked him.  "Uhm...  I don't know what you're saying, girl."  He responded.  "Sorry.  What's your name?"  You asked him, but in English this time.

"Why do you want to know that?  Who are you, girl?" He asked.  "My name is (Y/N)..."  You told him hesitantly.  "Well in that case, sweetheart~  My name's Tord."  He said.  You two stared at wachother, and without even realizing it, you both were leaning in.  Next thing you knew, you two were kissing!  You were kissing a criminal!

"Je viens d'embrasser un criminel..."  (I just kissed a criminal)  You mumbled to yourself when you pulled away from the kiss.  You were blushing furiously.  "Well Mr. Bad Boy.  What now?"  You asked him, smugly.  "Listen here, (Y/N).  I'm starting to really like you a lot.  We should go out some time.  What do you say?"  Tord asked you.

"Hmm...  Alright!"  You said, smiling.  "It's a date then."  He said, smiling back.  He then left without another word.  "Je pense que cela pourrait être le début de queleque chose de beau..."  (I think this could be the beginning of something beautiful)  You say to yourself, smiling.

~~~Two weeks later~~~

You and Tord ended up going on a date to a scary movie.  Typical bad boy Tord.  You enjoyed the movie, even though it was super scary.  You ended up going on multiple dates, and eventually started actually dating.  Tonight, he was coming to your apartment to watch another scary movie. 

You heard a knock on the door.  "C'est lui!"  (It's him) "Come in, Tordie~"  You said, teasing him.  "I told you not to call me that...  It makes me sound like a softie."  He said, being his typical self.  "Whatever, let's just watch the movie!"  You said, pulling him over to the couch.  So you ate popcorn and watched the movie.  

"So, were you scared, softie?"  Tord asked you.  "Je be l'avoue pas en anglais, mais oui j'étais." (I do not admit it in English, but yes I was)  You responded, knowing he didn't understand French.  "(Y/N), you know I don't know French..."  He reminded you, but you already knew that.  "I know."  You said, winking at him.  "Ugh, whatever.  Just shut up and kiss me."  He said, taking you in his arms and kissing you roughly, but lovingly.  After the kiss, you got more tired, and eventually drifted off to sleep in his arms.

"God I love you, (Y/N).  So much." 

"I heard that, you softie."

"Shut up!"