Tom And Tord

Angry Kitty

He stared at the short boy wearing an oversized blue hoodie with some Smirnoff stains lingering near his hood. His face looked so peaceful while he slept, and for some reason it almost looked like as if he was smiling a little.
"Tord."
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"Tord."
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"Tord."
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"Tord."
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"Edd, why isn't Todd responding to you?" Matt scoffed and acted offended. Edd rolled his eyes and smacked the back of his head with all the force he had.
"eDD whAt ThE fUDGe?" Tord yelped in pain and rubbed his neck.
"Listen to me u deaf person, Matt and I are going to the convention that Jon invited us to. But I swear to god if we come home and Ringo is trying to eat the Xbox again, then I WILL make sure that he spends a whole hour in your room." Tord scowled as Edd said that. The only reason why Ringo was trying to eat the Xbox in the first place was because he had put some cat food in it as a punishment after Ringo ruined one of his favorite shirts. "Alright, alright. I promise that I won't let Ringo eat the Xbox, okay? Now go on and have your fun." He started pushing Matt and Edd towards the door before Tom started to stir.
He yawned and stared at the three by the door.
"What the hell are u guys doing?" He yelled.
"Todd is trying to get Edd and I kidnapped!" Matt yelled back.
"Tord." He hissed.
"Who's that?"
Tord shook his head and watched as the other two started walking towards EDUARDO'S house to go pick up Jon. As soon as they were out of his field of vision, he slammed the door shut and walked back to the living room, ignoring Tom's concerned look. He then picked up his phone and started rapidly typing.
"Wait, are you not going with them?" He asked. Tord shook his head without looking up.
"No, why would I?"
Tom frowned. "So I wouldn't be stuck here with you and dealing with your shit."
Tord sniffed and fell backwards onto the couch.
"U hurt my feelings : '( ." He dragged his index finger down his face like a fake tear.
"You don't have any, you heartless commie."
Tom rubbed his eyes-....wait....eyelids? Yes. Tom rubbed his eyelids tiredly and picked up the TV remote to click it on. His gaze darted from the screen over to Tord, who's face was starting to get red.
"If you keep laying like that then you're going to hurt your head from all the blood rushing up." Tom stated matter-of-factly.
"Like u would care."
He gasped as Tord murmured this to him.
"Holy pony eating macaroni! You're right, I wouldn't care." Tom continued flipping through the channels as Tord rolled his eyes.

"Tom, I'm bored."
"Idc."
"Tom, I'm bored."
"Idc."
"Tom, I'm-"
"Shut the hell up before I grab Ringo during her nap and throw her at you." Tom said in a cold tone. If there was one thing the two feared, it was waking Ringo up.
Matt did it once, and they never saw him again :0
Lol jk, he just stayed in his room for 3 weeks, and later came out with his whole face bandaged. He refused to take it off until the little cat scratch he got on the corner of his jawline healed.
Tord positioned himself so that he was sitting down on the opposite end of the couch from Tom. Every time Tom would press a button on the remote, he would scoot closer to him until he was squishing Tom against a pillow.
"Fuck off commie, you have all that room." He pointed behind Tord to the empty part of the couch.
"But it's cold over there, witness."
"Get a blanket."
"I'm too lazy."
"At least give me elbow room."
"No."
"tORd I wILl tAkE iT uPOn mySeLF tO sHOVe EDd's aiRpODS dOWn ur THroAt > :( ." Tom screeched at him. Tord snatched the remote away and quickly ran upstairs with Tom sprinting after him. The tall communist was about to slam his door in front of Tom's face when he saw Ringo.
She was perched on Edd's windowsill and sleeping on top of a grey fluffy pillow. Tom, obviously having no clue at what Tord was staring at, quickly tried jumping up to grab the remote from his hand.
"Tord u piece of-"
"Shut up."
Tom was taken aback by his response. "What-"
"Shut. Up."
He paused and followed Tord's hand as he pointed over to Ringo. The two quietly stared at her before trying to tiptoe across the wooden floor.
"Give me the remote back." Tom angrily whispered at him.
"I'll give it back once we're downstairs."
" No you won't, u bastard. "
Tom made an attempt to grab the remote from him, but instead accidentally made Tord drop it.
Bam.
Ringo opened an eye and stared at them as the two stared back in horror.
"Maybe if we don't move she won't see us." Tord whispered.
"The door is wide opened commie, how the hell do u think she won't see us?"
Ringo stretched and arched her back as the fur on her tail began to rise and her pupils grew wide.
Shit

Tom quickly sprinted into his room with Tord chasing him and Ringo clawing at his heels. Tom reached his bedroom and was about to close it until Tord fell in.
"Get out!" He yelled at the communist.
"CLOSE THE DOOR BEFORE SHE GETS IN HERE!" He screamed. The growls of the angry cat grew louder making them both shiver in fear. Ooooo she an angry Ringo > :3
Tom slammed the door shut just as Ringo rammed into it. She hissed and sat by the door, waiting for them to come out. He sighed and slumped against it, trying to catch his breath. Tord fell into the bed and panted as he wiped the sweat off his forehead.
"Commie, get off my bed." Tom spat.
"Quiet, Tommy. I'm exhausted."
"Don't call me that."
Tord sat up and stuck his tongue out. "Oh no, is Tommy mad? Perhaps Tomee will be of some use in this situation, but Tordy has him, " he reached over and grabbed the stuffed bear as he spoke.
"Give that back, communist bastard!" Tom yelled and jumped at him, trying to grab Tomee bear from him. Tord held him above his head and pressed Tom down. The two struggled until Tom stopped moving.
"Get off me," he growled. Tord quickly realized the circumstance they were in, and quickly turned away with a red face.
"S-Sorry," he apologized nervously. Tom snatched the toy from him and hugged it without making eye contact.