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Tom closed the door to his flat and instantly tripped over a glass bottle he had accidentally left on the floor from the night before
"Jesus Christ!" He spat, his annoyance levels rising. "Can't do anything right" Tom grumbled, he kept grumbling and complaining as he cleaned up. Once he was done he went to find Susan.

   Susan, Tom's bass, was leaning against his dresser, the sunlight basically making it glow.
He picked up Susan and started composing, the soft music he was plucking from each string filled the flat, Tom enjoyed this time to himself.
Yes he loved company, yes he loved his friends, but what he over most of all was this time alone with Susan.  The notes he and her made were like magic to anyone's ears.

   Suddenly a loud banging interrupted the soft music, snapping Tom from his good mood. He shuffled to the door, swinging it open. "Yes?" He said with an edge; a warning.
"Ah Thomas!" Tord exclaimed "You left so suddenly I was worried that you were running away!" He let himself in, pushing past Tom. Tord was accompanied by two other dudes this time. They looked familiar to Tom but he couldn't place his finger on it .
      "Tom, since you are my good old friend, I want you to meet my dads!" He stepped aside so Tom could see them better. Once had a pink sweater on, he had a...a husky complexion, yeah a husky complexion. His bushy eyebrows and floofy brown hair made him look like a husky to Tom. The other was tall and lean, he had straight hair that was winged in the front of his hair a little; he had a cute little pony tail in the back. This tall man was wearing a yellow turtle neck sweater.
     "Dad, Pa this is Tom. You know the one who show down my giant robot with a harpoon!" Tord spoke softly as if it hurt him to think of that day. "Weird," Tom thought "Does he still think of that day? The day he practically ripped out my- Our hearts?"

     Paul grunted and lit a cigarette, while Pat came over and shook hands with him, he gave him a soft smile "I'm Patrky, and this is Paul. But you can call us Pat an led Pau." Tom nodded and shook his hand back, starting to sweat.
    How could this sweet, kind looking man have such a devil of a child? And Pau...he looks okay I guess. Maybe he's really nice sounding like Pat?  Pau came over and grunted before taking Pats hand. "Pat lets go to the Hotel before it gets too late. And it's nice to meet my boy's boyfriend after all this time. You look like a good kid." Pat laughed and walked out with his husky of a husband and left.

   Tords P.O.V :]

    I felt my whole face burning red and I looked towards Tom, he was red and ran to the bathroom
  "Tom it's not like that! He's just confused!" I grabbed his sleeve and he tried to pull away
"Dont listen to him! Him and Pa have always been that way towards people! They like to tease people Tom, Please!"
  Tom was red as a the Soviet Union flag, he got free but his head slammed into the bathroom sink.
    A sickening crack echoed in the bathroom and Tord's stomach dropped instantly. Red started pooling around Tom and he sagged. Tord started panicking, he shook Tom shouting "NONONONONONONO NOT LIKE THIS! DONT YOU DARE DIE ON ME TOM!"

   Tom looked to him his breathing has slowed "Touch Susan and your dead" The idiot used his last breath to say that. Even when he was going to die he decided to still threaten the Norski.

    Painfully Tord watched Tom slipped off, His heart had finally stopped

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