I quickly tried to hide my wings, which didn't do anything. "So um Tom-" I look at Edd who was speaking. "-how's the weather??" He asked me "..." "Ok Edd stop with the sweet talk, Tom Why?! Why did you kick me in the face?!" Tord said angry. He started walking towards me. I quickly sheld myself with my wings and arms shaking but there was a gap cause my hurt wing was well still hurt. "Do-don't hurt m-me." I whined.
(Kinda looks like this) Noting happened. I moved my wings down slightly and looked. Edd and Matt looked at me scared and sad, Tord had stopped walking and was standing at the end of the couch where I was sitting and now was staring me down. "Does someone....hurt you Tom?" Edd asked slowly. I held my head down. "Who?!" Tord told me angry. "I can't say" I whispered quietly. Wanting to cry. I wanted to go home. I want to go home, I blinked And I was home, on my bed? was it a dre- "ow!" I cried out as I moved my wings. Nope definitely broken. How did I get here? How did I get home? What was happening.
-meanwhile-
Edd, Matt and Tord stared at the spot Tom was just at.
(look at my drawing *at top*, is it any good?)
(Tord)
"Wait Edd didn't you get a gift from him?" I asked "oh yeah!" Edd said as he went off, guessing his room. He came back with a box wrapped in baby blue wrapping paper. "You didn't open it yet?" Matt asked "no" he said as he unwrap it and slowly open the box.
(The gloves are red tho) Three things lay in the box. "A new sketchbook! I been needing this!" Edd said as he took out the notebook. "A mirror!" Matt smiled as he hugged the purple mirror. tord stared as he picked up the gloves, he been needing them (cause Tord has a motorcycle) He slipped them on, they fit perfectly. he suddenly felt awful for yelling at Tom. He needed to find him
-one week later-
Tom hasn't been at school at all since what happened. I sighed as I drove to the school on my motorcycle to school. I parked as Edd and Matt came up to me talking while Matt was staring at himself in the mirror, we started chatting, when out of the corner of my eye I see light brown hair, blue hoodie and beautiful black eyes- wait what?! Where did that come from?! I blushed. "Guys look" I said quietly to Matt and edd pornting to Tom.
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feathered love
Fanfictionin this world you are judged by your wings any type of red: badass, everyone will fall in love with you any type of orange: smart, Likes things neat any type of yellow: love everything and everyone any type of green: big-hearted, loveable any type...