Screams. Explosions. Betrayal.
Tord.
Edd gasped and sat up. Blinking rapidly, he stared around his room. He felt hot tears spill down his face. Quickly, he wiped his face with his sleeve. He sniffed and climbed out of bed. He paused in front of the door. As he reached out toward the door knob, he plastered a smile on his face.
An extra big one!
So no one notices.
He walked out. "Who wants bacon?!" He called through his empty apartment. "Oh, right..."
He rubbed his arm solemnly and wandered around until he reached the living room. Edd sighed and flopped onto the couch. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly. He looked down at his hands.
"You want cola, Tord? What, no. Where's the bacon?" Edd shivered as he switched between his voice and imitating Tord's Norwegian accent.
Knock, knock.
Ah, yes, the door!
Edd was relieved at the interruption.
"I got it!"
He jumped up and practically flew to the door.
He instantly regretted it.
"Hello, Edward."
AN:
/expect short chapters/