·TomTord shorts·

°Maid 2°

Art by: pastelsunny
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I put on the outfit that showed quite a lot of skin, which made me uncomfortable. I would normally wear a sweater with jeans, mostly because it covers most of my curves and also because it's comfortable, so wearing a short dress that goes down to my theighs and shoulderless? Yikes. I mean, the only clothing that I think I have actually called an outfit that showed more skin than usual was only an oversized sweater with nothing underneath. All of my clothing were dirty so I had asked Matt if I could wear a his clothes.

The outfit at the top is what Tord is currently wearing. Besides the ears.

I slowly made my way out the door and I could tell my face was a deep red. I looked at the floor as I rushed to make my way to Thomas, just assuming that he is still in his office. I rushed to the office and knocked a few times before hearing small "Come in!" It didn't sound like Thomas though.

I slowly opened the door and only put my head in the room from the door, too embarrassed to show my body. I look inside and see Edd with a broom and looking my way. "Hello, dear! I was just cleaning up his office. He's not here right now but he should be coming in a few minutes. Did you need anything?" He kindly asked.

"Y-Yes, actually..." I said quietly but loud enough for him to hear. I made my way in and closed the door behind me. I walked in front of him and nervously fiddled with my fingers. "A-Are you sure that this is the outfit that I have to wear..?" I asked shyly. He continued to stare at me a little longer, observing the outfit.

"You're a male, yes?"

"Y-Yes, I am.."

"Hm. Could have mistaken you for a girl if I didn't read your file."

My face got redder as he continued to sweep a little more. He stopped and placed the broom against the wall. He huffed and then looked at me. "So, what do you want me to do, hun? I can't say much, but I hope you get used to the outfit sooner or later." Edd said in a sweet tone. Almost like how a mother would talk to their kid.

A door creak was heard behind me, so I turned around to see who it was, and there stood Thomas, looking up from his phone and at Tord. Pink dusted on his face. My face was clearly dark red by now.

"Ah, Mr. Night!"

"Edd, please. You know you can just call me Tom."

"Yes, but you said only when it is just me and you. There is another person present in this room if you haven't noticed."

Yikes. Mature talk. Something I can not do.

Tom chuckled and sat down at his desk. "Mr. Night, Tord doesn't feel comfortable in the outfit that you have chosen for him. Perhaps you could change the outfit?" Thomas looked me up and down once again as I stood there with the most embarrassed face ever. I gripped my arm with my other one, and started to rub it a little.

"Don't worry. You look nice."

My face became unbelievably red. I looked up at him in shock and he gave me a small nod and a gentle smile. "Anyways," He began. "Since you're just starting, I'll give you an easy task. I want you to clean the third floor hall, and then come back in here. Some rules that will apply around here are,

1. Always knock before you enter. I may be doing something important and you barging in unexpectedly will cause me to get off task and irritated easily.

2. Respect other workers around here. So, basically everyone. I would like to make everyone around here comfortable with no tense tention betweeen others. Everyone already have friends around here, some even close enough to call each other family.