I waited for the so called 'funder' to step through the white sliding door so I could give him a piece of my mind for experimenting on these three wonderful boys, and the other fusions. He had no right to hurt them. After Tomatoredd explained of what happened there to himself and the others, I was furious. I almost busted a hole in the wall with my rage.

Once the door opened and out stepped a familiar man in a blue military uniform.

"Tord?" I asked, lowering my claws as I stared in disbelief at my boyfriend in front of me. I noticed Pau and Pat behind him staring at me with a confused look on their faces, and another pair of men behind them who were in white lab coats. They must of been Bing and Larry as one of them had an eyepatch around their eye. "What're you doing here?"

Tord stared at me in confusion as to why I was here. He noticed I didn't have a shirt on, and there were some band-aids placed around my back. Some fresh cuts were on my arms. He glanced behind me to see Tomatoredd, Torm, and Scribble Tom staring anxiously at him. Tomatoredd had my parka in his hands. He narrowed his eyes. "Du avviser. What are you doing with min kattunge?"

"Your kitten? If she's your girlfriend, you might wanna take care of her more." Torm replied, as Tord took over the body and walked near me. "She was attacked by Tom."

I narrowed my eyes at Torm. "That was unneeded!"

"I'm sorry, did you just say that Tom attacked Silent?" Tord asked, beginning to get obviously angry at that little comment. He forgot why he was there as he stepped forward and pulled me into a hug, assessing my body for any other wounds. "Why are you shirtless?"

I looked down at myself to see I just had on a sports bra and looked back to see that Tomatoredd had my white parka. "Tomatoredd was patching up my wounds." I shrugged. "Why are you here?"

"He'S tHe FuNDer!" Scribble Tom cried around from behind Torm.

I narrowed my eyes, "You?! You hurt these innocent beings? What the fuck Tord!" I hissed at him to see him flinch. "What is wrong with you? They are living beings you do not tamper with their lives! I knew you were the Red Leader and all, but I didn't know you would stoop this low! For fucks sake, he's just a kid!" I pointed to Scribble Tom.

Tord rubbed the back of his neck with his hand, looking anywhere but me. He heard some snickering from behind him to see that Pau and Pat were having a giggle fest. "Mine soldater, what are you laughing about?" Tord growled at them.

Pau and Pat stiffened, holding in their laughter. "Nothing at all sir! Just thought of a funny joke is all!"

"Mind sharing it?" Tord put his hand on his hip, grinning at his two soldiers.

They paled looking at each other. They didn't know what to do.

"The joke was how you're the Red Leader, and you're getting your ass handed to you by a girl who is smaller than you." Torm replied, sipping his flask of Smirnoff causally.

I snickered, looking away from Tord. I could feel his heated stare on the back of my head, and then I felt a wet thing on the back of my neck, then a sharp pain. I yelped, reeling around to see Tord licking his lips. There was... blood? "Did you just fucking bite me?!" I asked, raising my hand to my neck to find out that he did bite me.

"YoU hURt pReTTy LaDY!" Scribble Tom shouted, dashing out to weakly hit Tord on the legs. "LeAve PreTTy lADy AlOne!"

Tord stared down at the reject clone of Tom in annoyance. He raised his foot back as if to kick him when he was met was a snarl. He looked up to see me growling at him. He backed off, smiling sheepishly. "Hey kid, go over to Silent before I punt you into space, ja?"

Scribble Tom looked confused, "PuNT? WhAt's PUnt mEAn?" Scribble Tom asked, looking up confused at me.


Du avviser = You rejects

Min kattunge = my kitten

Mine soldater = My soldiers

ja = yes