4 dads are better than 1 (Eddsworld x child reader)

Looking back with Tom.

Tom's POV

I was flipping through the TV, bored out of my mind and ready to hit the bar in a few hours at evening. It was a Wednesday night, so the bar would be empty I was hoping, to be left with my thoughts and just get shitfaced drunk. My thoughts got cut off by Edd tapping my shoulder. "Tom, today is Matt's dentist appointment, Tord and I are going with him." He said leaning over back of the couch. "Okay, cool." I mentioned, but then it hit me "Wait, and you're going to leave me with the kid!?" I urgently turned around and Edd just nodded with an apologetic smile. "Sorry, Tom. I know you're not that big of a fan of kids, but I don't want to take Y/n! It's enough that I'll be having one screaming child to deal with by the end of the night!"He whispered that last part to me. I groaned,I really needed this, but agreed, guess I'm settling for drinking at home. "Oh, and Tom.." "Yeah?" I sighed "No drinking." Edd simply stated before disappearing into the other room. Dammit, there goes my plans. Man, I was out of it...really, out of it..

Y/n's POV

I just finished talking with Edd, he told me he's taking Matt to the dentist, but not to tell him because he gets scared. I'm staying with Tom tonight, I don't think he likes me though so I'm kinda anxious about talking to him. I go halfway down the stairs, and peer at Tom through the rails, he seemed..Sad..? I wanted to go ask him, I really did, but I was still super anxious about it. He notices me, I wanted to rush back upstairs, but I just froze and looked away. Why was I so scared of him.? Edd didn't say anything about him, and even Tord seemed..nicer..?

Tom's POV
Before we could say anything to each other, Edd, Matt, and Tord came down stairs. "Bye, Tom. Bye Y/n." Edd waved at us before walking out. Back to the kid, who seemed like they were trying to escape back upstairs. I would've let them go, but I asked; "Hey, did you want.. Something..?" They froze again, and turned around to face me, but didn't look me in the eyes.. Sockets.. I was getting impatient, but I didn't want to scare them away more than my apparently poor first impression did already. They finally spoke up." Uh.. I saw you.. You look sad.." I tensed up, was it that noticeable? "Uhh.. Bad day.. Sort of.. You?" I mentioned, why did I even bring this up? "Oh, I know.. I know that sometimes.." Y/n mumbled looking away. The air was awkward. I was nervous at the thought of opening up or discussing any buried emotions any further. Should I send them to their room, or should I keep them? Fuck it, maybe it's about time we start building whatever relationship between us. The booze isn't here to push the pain down, maybe I should use this opportunity as a distraction, and perhaps; learn more about Y/n and why they ended up with us. I don't know for how long I pondered this but I made a decision. "I'll tell you what. Get your coat, I know somewhere calm where we can hang."

3rd person POV
Tom waited for Y/n by the door with the car keys. The child hopped down stairs wearing a (f/c) coat. Tom motioned to the door, and then they left.

Meanwhile, at the dentist.
"MATT! CALM DOWN!" Edd yelled as he struggled to hold an in turn yelling and struggling Matt. "I DON'T WANT BE AT THE DENTIST'S!!" Matt cried strapped down by Tord and Edd (Mainly Tord) to the dentist's chair. "Sir, calm-" the doctor said while trying his darnest to get work done on Matt's teeth. "Yeah, he's only gonna put a drill in your face." "TORD!" Edd yelled at a giggling Tord for the comment that intentionally distressed Matt even more. While Edd was having a hard time firmly holding Matt down, army man Tord did it like no sweat. He wondered how a guy as skinny as Tord was able to harness Matt, who fought up a hurricane, probably something about his time back at the army. The struggling and screaming presumed, leaving Edd to wonder when this nightmare would end...

Back to Tom and Y/n..
Tom and Y/n where now sitting on an old dock, the cold air blowing on them. The car ride was pretty quiet, and they haven't said a word since they left the car. Tom wanted to break the silence, but didn't know how. So, Y/n spoke up. "So, what is making you sad Tommy?" Tom stayed quiet for a few before opening up. "Well.. A lot of things.. I usually..." Tom tried to find a way to avoid bringing up his drinking ".. Have my ways to cope, but lately it wasn't enough." Y/n subtly nodded, signaling Tom to go on. "It's mainly old stuff bubbling back up to the surface.." Tom was trying to stay calm. He wanted to stop because he felt like he was going to burst into tears, but he wanted to keep going because he needed to burst into tears.. "I remember when I was your age.. My parents.. Weren't always around.. Well, they were around, but..not for me..." Tom paused, Y/n just nodded again staring at the dark water beneath their feet. "I never got nearly enough attention or care from them. So, when I was in middle school; I met a group of teenagers who were far older than I was and.." Tom took a deep breath. He felt immense pressure on his chest. "At first it was great, or so it seemed. They gave me attention, they acknowledged my existence to an extent. They were the only people who didn't make me feel like a nobody. And so, when they told me... Pressured me to do things; stealing, smoking, and sometimes even drinking; I knew these things were horrible deep down. But, I stuck around, I didn't want them to abandon me. They would make fun of me, push me around, bruise me up, and.. Assaulted me in pretty much EVERY way possible.. And yet.. I stuck around, my parents never cared... " Tom paused, their laughs overlapping with his pleading cries to "Stop it, please!" echoed in his head. He felt nauseated he couldn't speak, but he kept going. "I.. I feel used, angry at them! They fff...ruined my life in every way. I'm angry at my parents, and myself for not speaking up. I'm tired of feeling scared to open up, that I might get used by jerks who feed off of my insecurities! Not trusting my friends while they trust me, but not wanting to feel like a burden. A burden! That's what!-" Tom stopped, struggling to breathe. He wiped his tears, which he didn't realize he was crying. What he also didn't realize is Y/n squeezing his hand. Suddenly, he was struck with a big wave of panic, regret, disgust. And then... Relief. Like the weight of years of pain has lessened.. Not completely lifted, but now that he's told someone.. It suddenly doesn't feel like an amalgamation of doubt and regret. It's real, painful.. But real, and he was the one that admitted to it. Y/n looked at Tom apologetically and said. "I feel like I'm too much sometimes.. But you're not, Tom. You have friends who love you and care. Maybe if you'd told them, you would've felt better. I think you're cool. Sure, you're.. Scary, but I feel the same way you do, and I think you're actually nice. You're not a burden, Tom." Y/n explained, still squeezing Tom's hand. Tom swallowed, almost bursting into tears again, but instead saying."You.. Feel the same way..?" Tom looked at Y/n who nodded. They stared at the water beneath them for a minute, before Tom asked "Well, tell me about yourself, Y/n. How do you feel, like how did you end up with us..?" Y/n took a deep breath before starting "Well...When I was born, my mommy died while giving birth to me...My dad wasn't too nice or loving... He would drink, a lot. He didn't talk to me all that much, but he would yell at me or say something mean.. Like 'You're useless' or 'Unlovable'. He would swear at me. He used to smoke a lot too, I couldn't breath but he wouldn't stop, and when I cough at night he yells at me. One night, I wasn't able to stop coughing, so he came into my room and hit me." Tom's eyes widened, Y/n didn't look at him but he held their hands and squeezed. "I was scared.. The kids at my old school weren't better. On mother's day, they laughed at me for not making a Mother's day gift, when I told them why they called me a liar. On other days they wouldn't talk to me or look at me. I didn't have friends. I felt or... Feel like nobody likes me. I like I'm too much, Tom." Y/n starts tearing up "It's my fault that my mom died! My dad blames me for it, I-I blame myself for it!  T-Tom, if I wasn't born, my mom would've been alive, my dad would've been happy. I D-don't deserve to li-" Y/n was sobbing really hard, and they struggled to breathe. Tom shook the kid and sternly said "Hey! Don't say that about yourself, ever!" Y/n looked up at Tom in shock, Tom recollects himself "Okay? Never say that. You deserve to live, and I don't want you to think or speak like that about yourself anymore." He scooped Y/n into a hug as they continue to cry into his chest "It wasn't your fault that your mom died...She gave her life to you so you can live. She wouldn't want you saying things about not deserving to live, would she now?" Tom explained calmly, Y/n shook their head with face still buried in Tom's chest. Y/n cried harder "Then, t-then, why'd s-she die?". Tom hugged them harder "She might've been weak, and couldn't handle labor. It has nothing to do with you." Tom continued "You're a good kid, Y/n, and you are lovable. Edd Loves you, Matt Loves you, Tord loves you. And, well.. I love you. Don't be like me, know that you'll always have us. Trust your instinct, I trust that you know what's right from wrong. I'm always here if you need to talk." Y/n stopped crying. The pair hugged tightly and Y/n responded "I love you too, Tom." Tom chuckled, "Come on, let's go back home."

Later at home
Y/n and Tom were chilling on the couch. Suddenly, the door opened with an exhausted Edd, a happy Matt with an ice cream in hand, and an unfazed Tord. Tom and Y/n looked over from the couch. "Heyy..?" Tom greeted. Edd was just out of it, dragging himself upstairs, with whatever strength he has left to go back to his bedroom. Matt went to the kitchen, and Tord just crashed on the couch next to Y/n. "The heck happened?" Tom asked Tord who nonchalantly said "Well, Matt wasn't too happy about being the dentist and.. He's a fighter. Edd paid extra out of pity for the poor doctor" "How did you calm him down?" Y/n asked "With Tordles pure muscle babyyy." Tord flexed which made Y/n giggle,and even got a chuckle out of Tom. Tord got off the couch. Tom and Y/n looked at each other. "Hey, Tom?" Y/n said quietly "Yeah?" "Thanks for listening to me..", Tom chuckled "Don't mention it. You're a great listener too, y'know." Tom explained. They later fell asleep, cuddling each other to everyone's surprise.

Heyyyyy, guys. Sorry about my long hiatus. No, I didn't abandon this story.. Or died. Sorry if this chapter is too long or boring, tell me what you would like to see more of or what you would like me to improve next time!