In Our Nightmares | TordTom

Chapter 27

Please go read the last chapter. My dumbass didn't post it somehow

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Tord's POV

I rubbed my eye and moved my chair closer to the desk. I looked through my drawers and pulled out a screwdriver. I moved the arm and unscrewed the small screws to open it to see the wiring. I would most likely need to reconnect some of the wirings and fix the hand

At least I wouldn't need to build a new one. I let out a sigh then jumped a bit when Paul came back into my office with Pat following. I let out a breath seeing it was only them "Hey"

"Tord!" Pat said then ran over hugging me, I chuckled and hugged him back

"Hello to you too Pat" I said as he pulled away

He looked at my desk "What are you doing with that?" He asked

"I need to fix it" I said "And I need an arm" I said

Pat gazed at my right 'arm' "Oh.." He said "I didn't notice that"

"I don't think Paul noticed either" I said

"No, I didn't" Paul said

"Can we see what it looks like?" Pat asked stepping closer to my desk

"Sure I guess" I said and stood up "I need a little help tho"

Pat chuckled and helped me take off my hoodie. Once it was off, they stared, mostly in surprise "Wow" Pat said. Pat's gaze was stuck on the nub where my arm used to be. I grinned and wigged it around. He gave a look of slight disgust and a weirded out look "That's weird. Don't do that" Pat said

I laughed "Why? It's fun~" I said moving closer to him and continued to move the arm

Pat glared at me "Ewwww" He said "Paul make him stop-"

"Nah" Paul said laughing

I laughed more "Alright I'm done" I said stopping

"Anyway. You're planning on using that arm as your own correct?" Paul asked and I nodded "I can bring it down to the engineers and they can fix it for you" Paul said

"I also need to tell my soldiers I'm back" I said and grabbed my hoodie pulling it on with struggle, Pat ended up helping again

"Alright" Paul said then grabbed the robot arm "Well I'll go bring it down. You do whatever" Paul said then left my office

"So, did anything happen in your coma? Like any dreams?" Pat asked

I shrug and walked over to the intercom "It was technically just a bunch of my old memories" I said and put my finger over the button

"And by that you mean?"

I pushed the button when Pat went quiet "Attention all soldiers" I said, I paused for a few seconds before speaking again "Everyone report to auditorium 2, I repeat, everyone report to auditorium 2" I took my finger off the button

"It was like flashbacks to when I was younger. Memories playing like a movie. A movie in my mind" I sighed

Tom's POV

I barely left my apartment when Tord told us to stay home. It's been a few days, we were able to still see him in our dreams. But the memories seem to have be getting better and more greater ones to remember. I hope this is a sign that he'll be awake soon. I want him to wake up

I know. I know. This all started because of him. But there's a lot more behind his story then we would've even known. Or believed. It's just so much. How could he live like that? Hopefully that bitch is dead so he won't try and kill us and hurt Tord more

I let out a sigh. I think to much. I really need to stop thinking to much. I sat up and grabbed the remote from the coffee table, turing on the TV. I sat back on the couch, I pulled my legs onto it crossing them. I had put on a random show, it ending up to be The Children, an old time classic

I chuckled "Haven't watched this in a while" I said and set the remote down

After a while I layed down, hugging the pillow on my couch. I had an urge to cuddle something or someone all of a sudden. Yet, there was one person I wanted to cuddle more and that was Tord. And I don't even know why

I mean I don't hate him that much anymore, but I wanted to cuddle him so bad. I then remembered something. I sat up and stretched pushing myself up off the couch. I went to my spare room, which I also called Tord's room

I called it that since it was mostly stuff that I had and it was about him. I put it all in there so I wouldn't have to remember him, but as you see, I couldn't do that. I went over to the door and opened it. It was technically a normal bedroom

I sighed and walked over to the closet. I opened the door. There were a few boxes packet into it. It contained things that belong to Tord we found at the house. And some boxes contained old pictures of him that weren't destroyed. Most were from our childhood

I pulled a box out and sat down, I opened it. Inside was one or two of Tord's hoodies nicely folded inside. It was a red one and his old black one. There were a few pictures on top of it, it was just single pictures of Tord. Some taken when he wasn't looking so he didn't know

I closed the box and put it back into the closet. I grabbed another one and opened it. When I looked inside it was full of pictures, of Tord and us. Tord and me. Everyone. Tord and Edd. Or just Matt. Or the two. You name it. If it's a picture with us, it's there

I dig through the box moving the pictures around until I felt a familiar softness. I smiled and grabbed it pulling it out. I put away the box and looked at the stuffed animal, smiling at it

"There you are Tordi Bear"