I'm not a fighter (Tom x reader)

Paul and Patryck

(This is a little bonus chapter again....

Hope you like it though! This will explain what happened to the body you killed the other chapter Running with Tord.)

Paul and Patryck leaned against the car as they waited with the woman who was the mother of Y/n.

Tord and the girl left the door wide open so they could see what was happening and hearing. Right now, Patryck was staring at the nicely cleaned carpet and floor.

"I really admire the way the clean up crew cleaned the place up." Patryck said, leaving his eyes on the floor.

"And?" Paul said, biting the cigarette  with his teeth.

"It was satisfying." He told, looking at Paul.

"Yeah, cleaning up Fred's body sure is satisfying." Paul said, crossing his arms as he looked at the other direction.

"Rest in peace Fred." Patryck said.

"Y'know, Fred was a real dick. He ate my left over pizza at base." Paul complained to his partner. "He even got complement from Susin about his eyebrows in front of me one time." He said again, now looking at his feet.

"Jealous." Patryck whispered.

"I could really go for a snack. Where's that address to that pizza place Y/n gave us hours ago?" Paul asked, now getting up from leaning on the car and looking threw his pockets to check them. "Crap! It's in that stupid pink hoodie at base! No!" Paul panicked.

"Oh no... What will we do...?" Patryck said, not caring.

"Great... Now what will we do?"

"Go to base and eat the food there?"

"I think I might take some of Fred's things since he was murdered. Maybe he has left over pizza."

"Your gonna eat a dead guys pizza...?"

"Your gonna watch a dead guy get cleaned and enjoy it?"

"Okay, one! Yes! Two! You enjoyed it to!" Patryck said, glaring at Paul.

"I really enjoyed Fred being placed in a body bag, yeah." Paul corrected.

"You guys are the strangest solders ever." The woman said, looking at them weirdly.

They have completely forgot that she was standing right next to them. The two men looked at her in shock as they forget she was there. "I really hope Fred haunts you two down." The woman said, walking back her car and going inside.

"Rude." Paul said, now walking to the car in the back seat and sitting there so no one will see him. Patryck followed after words.

A/n

Like damn, poor Fred.

Lol I hoped you enjoyed thissss!

In like, two more chapters will be more interesting I promise!

Or the next one, you never know.

You may or may not bond with Tomas your little brother.

But who knows.

Okay, I just want to tell a short story of the day where I knew I was a horrible cook.

So I was like five or six years old.

I was babyFangirl. Me and my little brother went to the kitchen to make toast and then like, TEM MINUTES LATER! I decided my toast was done.

So my toaster was pretty old and it didn't have the little timer on it saying it was done, so you half to watch it till its to your liking of toast.

I heard screaming after that and me and my little brother went to see what was all the noise about and it was my sister screaming at a flaming toaster.

She unplugged it and dragged it out the door in the snow.

The fucking toaster was on fire...

And to this day my friend and her family won't let me cook in their house.

I burn my water, fight me...

Bye~~~~~~~ OwO