Blame It On Me (TomTord)

Follower special: Option #2

Believe me, I know how many people requested option #1. I tried to do it and holy Jesus it's HARD!

Tord woke up on his bed and rubbed his eyes. He looked around his room, but noticed something...particularly off. His room was...surprisingly neat and organized. Last thing he remembered was cloths all over the floor. He went to get dressed, but the only things in his closet were arranged turtleneck sweaters...
'Probably a prank from Tom...' Tord thought, putting one on and going downstairs.

"Good morning," Matt said, holding a frying pan. Tord was confused... wasn't Edd supposed to make breakfast? He looked around to see where Edd was, but Edd was on the couch curled into a ball. Complete opposite of him to do that...
"What do you want for breakfast?" Matt asked a Tord. Tord glanced at Matt. "You're talkin' to me?" Tord asked, putting his chin on his hand and his elbow on the table. "Uh...yeah, who else would I be talking to?" Matt said back. Tord couldn't believe it. "Okay, okay, we're done with the prank. What's going on? When could Matt ever cook? Or even think?" Tord asked, standing up and looking around.

"Uhh...Tord? Are you okay?" Matt asked, putting the frying pan down. Just as he said that, Tom walked down the stairs with a light blue turtleneck sweater and a flower crown on. "H-Holy shit..." Tord mumbled to himself, knowing Tom would never wear something like that...or look happy. "What? Something wrong Tordy?" Tom asked, looking worried.
"When the hell did you ever call me that?!" Tord yelled, backing up and into Matt by accident. "Where the hell am I?!" Tord screamed, looking at his hands.

"Come to think of it, you have been acting odd. What do you expect to be your every day morning?" Matt asked Tord, who looked scared. "Wouldn't Edd be making breakfast? Would Tom have been the first one in the living room? Where the hell are my hoodies?! Why isn't Matt being all narcissistic like usual? Why does Edd look depressed? When did Tom have...human feelings! Why is everything so weird?!" Tord screamed, having a small panic attack and falling onto the floor.

"Now hold on, everything's going to be okay. Did you say I was a narcissist?" Matt asked, scratching his head. "It's like he's describing everyone, but the opposite..." Tom said, rubbing his head. "Maybe he came from the mirror dimension like last time." Matt said, helping Tord up. "Wait...if this Tord is here, where is the Tord from this dimension?" Edd asked, getting up from the couch.

"How do I get back to my Universe?!" Tord screamed. Everyone looked surprised.

"Since when did Tord scream?" Tom asked, shivering.

"This isn't our Tord. We have to get this one back to his dimension." Matt said. "Hey, I think the mirror is glowing..." Edd said, pointing to a mirror on the wall. Tom went near it and poked it, almost getting his arm sucked into it. "Maybe this is where Tord came from?" Tom asked, pointing inside of the mirror. "It's worth a try." Matt said, lifting Tord up. Tord panicked, but as soon as he could scream, he was thrown into the portal, and was back in his own universe.

"Jesus Christ I never thought I would be so happy to see you!" Tom screamed, facepalming.

"What the hell happened while I was gone?!" Tord screamed, getting up.

"Nothing." Tom said, being interrupted by Edd right after.

"You kissed Tom." Edd said, holding a photo in his hands. Tom looked angry. "Where the hell did you get the photo?!" Tom screamed, running after Edd. "By the way Tom liked the kiss!" Matt exclaimed, while Tom was chasing Edd. Tord sighed, happy to be back in his own universe.

"Wait... I'm still wearing this awful turtleneck sweater..." Tord said to himself, heading up to his room.
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Hey guys! Comment below if you want to see what happened to the other Tord while he was in the regular universe! Peace out!