Papers

Chapter 2

A couple of days later Edd and Matt both noticed that Tom would walk into doors and walls a lot. They also never saw him read since the incident.

"Hey, Tom, why don't you read as much as you used to?" Edd asked as Tom grabbed a bottle of Smirnoff. "I uh ran out of books to read." Tom lied.

"I can get you more books if you want," Edd said. "I'll pass, though thanks for the offer," Tom said, failing to grab the cap of the bottle of Smirnoff.

"Tom? The cap is right there." Edd said, lifting his hand and putting it on the cap. "Thanks…" Tom trailed looking down.

"Is everything alright Tom?" Edd asked. "Yeah, everything is fine," Tom answered quickly. He then took a big swig and walked into the wall.

"Hey Tom, can you read this?" Matt asked, walking up beside Tom. He held up a paper. The paper said 'Matt is fabulous :D' Tom squinted at the paper.

"It says Matt is fabulous. It's the only thing you know how to write." Tom said, looking up at Matt. Edd sighed. "It's very obvious what you'd write." Edd teased.

Matt pouted. Edd then took the paper and wrote on the back. This time it said 'Tord is the best' Edd smirked. Tom almost always agreed to Edd.

Edd shoved the paper in Tom's face "Do you agree with this?" Edd said normally to not cause suspicion.

Tom squinted extra hard at the paper. He gave a bland expression, "Yep…" finally looking up at Edd.

"Tom, what does it say?" Matt asked. Tom then took another swig from the Smirnoff. "It uh say uh…" Tom trailed off. 'WHAT'S SOMETHING EDD WOULD WRITE!?' Tom yelled at himself.

"Tom. What does it say?" Edd said with a very serious voice. Tom then tried to run but instead, he hit the table and flopped down in the middle of it. "Lame."

"Tom," Edd said with a cold look on his face. Tom could see Edd's face, but he could sense it as shivers were sent down his spine.

'Just say something!' Tom mentally yelled at himself. "It says Tord is the best!" Tom yelled.

The room went silent as Tom heard the paper get set down next to him. "I'll give you that one," Edd said calmly. Tom let out a sigh of relief.

Edd then walked off. "Phew, I thought for sure I would get caught," Tom mumbled. "Tom, I'm still here," Matt said with a bit of concern in his voice.

Tom froze at hearing Matt's words. "I thought I would get caught hating Tord with every atom in my body!" Tom explained. "Edd used to get upset when I said that," Tom added.

"Okay!" Matt responded. 'Thank goodness he's an idiot.' Tom thanked Matt's poor education. Tom then walked to his room.

There was a piece of paper on the door to Tom's room. Edd put it there. Tom didn't notice it of course. Since he was blind.

Tom, I'm hiding in your closet. I'll leave only if you tell me the word pineapple.

-Edd

Tom proceeded to walk into his room. He closed the door behind him. Tom then stuck his hands out like a zombie.

He put one on the wall and one in front of him. He then kneed his wooden bed frame. "Faen!(Fuck!)" Tom swore. "Dum jævla sengeramme…(Stupid fucking bed frame…)" Tom realized he was speaking Norwegian. "Since when have I known Norwegian?" Tom asked himself.

He then heard a slight giggle from in his closet. "Hvem er der? Vis deg! (Who's there? Show yourself!)" Tom the. Faced palmed as the laughing got louder.

"Allow me to correct myself, show yourself," Tom said with anger. Edd then walked out. "I said come out!" Tom repeated. Edd was very confused. 'I'll make a voice to test Tom.' Edd thought to himself.

"My name is Misty," Edd said in a female voice. "How much did you see and hear?" Tom asked, Tom couldn't care if his stuff was stolen as long as no one knew he was blind.

"I saw you feel the wall for some reason. And yell in Norwegian." Edd said still in a female voice. "Don't say a word about what you saw, I don't care what you take, just don't tell anyone," Tom said, calming himself.

"Say the magic word," Edd said normally. Tom froze. "You're here too? Who is Misty?" Tom asked. "Misty was me testing you," Edd responded.

Tom sighed. " Just get out of the closet." Edd was confused but almost had a breakthrough to an answer. " I'm not in the closet."

Tom didn't move, 'How am I supposed to explain this?!' Tom tried to think of any excuse. "Tom, what's the magic word?" Edd asked. Tom sighed "Please," Tom groaned.

"That's not the magic word. The magic word is the word on the paper on your door." Edd explained. Tom then started thinking about what Edd would put. "Bowling ball?" Tom said.

"Nope, but close, 2 more guesses," Edd said. Tom then started to panic. " Baseball?" "Nope, come on it's on the door." Edd then brought Tom to the door. " Last guess, or you'll have to tell me what's going on."

Tom squinted at the paper hoping he could maybe just maybe see some white only to fail. "Ringo?" Tom asked. " I brought you to it and you still got it wrong. What's going on?"

"Can I not? It's personal…" Tom admitted a little panicked. " I swear I won't tell anyone," Edd said, zipping his mouth. " I'm sorry but I won't tell you!"

Tom then ran out. He ran into a few walls leaving a few bruises on his face.