Vodka / Tom x Reader / Eddsworld / ✓

Chapter One - The Boys

Your name is Y/N L/N.

You are 23 YEARS OLD, and you are currently in the car on the way to see your cousin MATT.

Y- okay, I'll stop acting like this is Homestuck, because it ain't. It's an Eddsworld fanfiction.

And I just broke the first wall. Fuck.

Well, since it's already broken, why don't I talk about you and this fanfic for a little bit?

As stated before, your name is Y/N L/N.

Whether you use your actual name, OC's name, or just read it as Y/N L/N, that's cool.

Matt is your cousin, for story reasons, and yes, you're 23 years old. What else do you wanna know?

Oh, you wanna know what Y/N means, because this is your first fanfic? It means 'your name.' Well, I believe that this is all. Time to start the story.

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Your name is Y/N L/N. You are 23 years old, and you are on your way to see your cousin Matt. You haven't seen him in about 13 years. That was the year when your mum and uncle got into a fistfight, and your family hasn't gone to the yearly family reunion since.

But now that you need some place to stay at, Matt called you and said that you could stay at his place instead of buying a house. You didn't turn down this offer, although you didn't particularly like Matt. The last time you saw him, he had stayed in his room polishing his mirrors (and possibly making out with them) for the entire time, only coming down to eat. He's 3 years older than you.

"Turn here," said the pleasant female voice that was giving you directions.

"What if I don't?" you mumbled, but turned onto the street. Dirdum Lane.

"You have arrived at your destination," the voice said.

"Wha- no I haven't!"

The voice didn't say anything.

You looked at the houses, and picked one at random. It was a green house with one floor, and one of the windows was boarded up. You parked your car on the street next to it, walked up to the door, and knocked on it.

You heard a few muffled yells, until the door opened. It was opened by a man who seemed to be the same age as Matt. He had brown hair and he was wearing a jacket.

"If it's Edd, tell him to go away!" a male voice with a Brooklyn accent yelled from the background.

"It's not him! Uh, hello..." he said awkwardly.

"Hey there. I'm looking for..." you checked your phone. "27 Dirdum Lane," you said, as nicely as possible. You were bad at talking to people.

"Oh, y-yeah! Um, Edd's house. That's the yellow one next to us, that one with the red roof!"

Edd? I thought Matt was living alone. You looked around, and found the house quickly.

"Okay, thanks!" You said to him, and walked to the house. You looked at it before actually walking up to the door. It didn't say 27 anywhere on it, so that might be why you couldn't find it. It was a pale yellow, it appeared to have 2 floors, and it had a red roof. The lawn looked like it was cut by an absentminded maniac.

I wonder if Matt turned into an absentminded maniac. I wouldn't put it past him.

You walked up to the door and hesitated before knocking on it.

Get a grip, Y/N.

The door opened.

Ominously, it opened ominously. It was creaking open slowly.

You gulped. Also you're pretty sure that this was your imagination.

Eventually, the door opened fully. There was a man standing there. He looked like he was, what, 26 years old? He had straight brown hair, brown eyes, and he was wearing a green hoodie.

"Oh, hey there Y/N. Matt told us about you."

You stared at him. Matt hadn't told you about him.

"Come on in!" Edd smiled at you, and opened the door wider. You walked into the house, a bit scared. The door opened into a hallway, which had a living room on the end of it.

How many people are here? I regret this, I regret all of this.

"Matt, Y/N is here!" Edd yelled. "Come on, he's in the living room."

You hesitantly followed Edd into the living room, where there were two people sitting on a couch.

"Um... hi?" You said awkwardly, not sure what else to say.

One of the people was a tall, ginger-haired man who was wearing a purple hoodie, who you guessed was Matt, and the other was a short, spiky brown-haired man with a blue hoodie and a glass of vodka, which he promptly dropped when he saw you. He also had... pure black eyes? Well, not gonna think about that for now.

"Who the hell are they?" said the spiky guy.

"Y/N!!!!!" Matt squealed. "I'm so glad you're here~! Now you can see my beautiful face! I love being an adult! These are my best friends!"

Just as narcissistic as ever. You couldn't help smiling, but it turned into a frown quickly.

"Matt, you didn't tell me you were living with other people."

"I wanted it to be a surprise! You'll love them!"

The spiky guy muttered something under his breath.

"That's Tom! You met Edd! Tom's a little bit grumpy, but he'll warm up to you!"

"Where am I going to stay?" You asked.

"Um... you can stay in the guest room!" Matt exclaimed.

"The guest room is a pool." Tom said, pouring himself another glass of vodka.

"Well, you can stay in my room! I have enough room." Matt said. Before you could object, he pulled you upstairs.

His room was extremely large, but it was also filled with a bunch of random clutter. "Matt, why do you have a marshmallow shooter?" you asked.

"Because I need it, obviously! There's some room over there." He took out a mattress and some sheets from a cabinet, and put them on the floor. "Also, you need a hoodie!"

"... why do I need a hoodie?"

"You're not allowed to question the hoodies!" He opened his closet, which was apparently a walk-in closet. It was filled with hoodies and jackets of every color. The purple hoodies and green jackets took up an entire wall.

You sighed and picked out a purple hoodie, throwing it over your plain white t-shirt. Then you noticed the clock. It was 11 PM. Driving to London took longer than you thought it would.

"Matt, can I sleep now?" You asked, yawning.

He was already in bed, and asleep. This man - Matt - is strange. You flicked off the light, and laid down on the mattress, which was surprisingly comfortable.

Before you closed your eyes, you thought that this may not have been such a good idea after all. Then you drifted off to sleep.