Dreams?

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Tom's POV

I was in a field, looking at the morning sun.

Matt and Edd went inside to celebrate all of our anniversary for when we first met and became friends

That was about (insert number here cause I only know a few eddsodes-) years.

It was peaceful.

Well.

Almost.

Tord attacked about 5 months ago.

I felt slight discomfort from the memory.

We used to be friends, and over the years, out of thin air, anger and distaste for each other grew. But why?

I didn't know.

When? I still don't know.

How?

...

The pain of shooting him down hurt.

I was lost in thoughts when I looked up to see stars.

"It's getting late. You should head inside"

I turned around in inhuman speeds.

"T-Tord?!"

I stated, barely above a whisper.

He chuckled.

"I-"

I was cut off by him rapping his arms around me in a tight hug.

He was wearing his army uniform.
He had the patch and robot arm too.

"I-I'm so sorry! I didn't want to but- I didn't- I never meant to-"

"Shhhh shhh shh"

He attempted to call me down as I cried into his shoulder.

"It's ok. I deserved it!"

I cupped his head

"NO YOU SHOULDN'T! I KNEW YOU DID EVERYTHING WITH REASON! YOU ALWAYS DO EVERYTHING FOR OUR SAFETY! I knew... I knew you cared about us... I didn't know what else to do. I did it so you wouldn't leave. I miss you Tord.."

He smiled.

He cupped my face and wiped my tears away.

"Tom. I missed you too. I did everything and thought I'd get a worse consequence if I didn't. I'm a dumbass for thinking my life over your lives. No, your life."

He looked me in the eyes.

"I missed you. I..I want to stay with you!"

He said, some tears falling.

I smiled.

"Then let's stay. Let's see the stars."

I stated, smiling warmly.

He hugged me, and we laid back on a tree behind us. Me in top of him. We cuddled.

I realized that we've never done this, friends would hug, but cuddle? We never did this as friends.

I looked at the stars in awe.

I heard him chuckle.

"What's so funny?" I asked, smiling and tasing an eyebrow.

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