Edd sat on the couch in a trance staring off into space as a drop of condensation fell onto his hand from the can of Coca-Cola in his hand. Tord could feel a bead of sweat fall down his face as each step he took got heavier and heavier.

"Why were there so many bandages?" Edd asked. He turned towards revealing a terrified Edd. "I don't know… I just hope it isn't what I think it is…" Tord trailed off almost regretting the fast part.

"What do you think it is?" Edd asked. It was obvious he knew he just was hoping it wasn't right. Tord stayed silent. "I think Tom did it to himself…"

Tears pulled at Tord's eyes. "I was depending on you to not say that…" Edd then turned away from Tord as tears fell down his face. "I'll get over it, just make sure Tom doesn't do that again. I don't ever want to see that… It hurts too much," Edd said, not making any eye contact with Tord.

Tord whipped the tears from his face and headed back to his room. Tom lay on the bed staring up at the ceiling. "That was quick," Tom said, sitting up and staring at Tord. "Yeah, he understood…" Tord trailed off.

"I should probably start working on that," Tord said, staring at the gun. Tom nodded as he left. "If Edd asks you questions I would answer them as best I could but be careful with what you say," Tord said as he sat down.

Tom nodded his head and left him to his work. Tom found Edd laying on the couch just staring at the ceiling. Tom's heart raced out of guilt the longer he sat.

It's your fault he's like this, you're the problem

Shut up, I don't need you to tell me something I already know…

Wait, how do I know?

How could you not? It's your fault, it always is. Just stop existing, it'll help.

But the last time I tried it didn't work and it caused more problems than there were before. I don't think it helps,

Oh but you do, you know it helps, it makes you feel better about yourself. Plus, those problems were already there, they just resurfaced at that moment,

Don't listen to him. He has a fair point but it just isn't right.

Who was that? Why do you sound like me?

Man, I'm fucking stupid, it really took me losing a majority of my life to disappear for me to realize how retarted I am.

You still fell for the bait, and you still do, you waste of space.

Oh shut up, at least the others aren't here…

Others?

Yeah, there's more than this idiot, while I was out what did he say to you? And how long was I out?

Three days.

Oh don't worry, I only talked to him once. I tried to ruin his dream but his mind was just empty. You're going to love what he's been doing in your body…

What did you do?

Depends. Me and Tord went into our room. We started to eat again thanks to Tord. Tord also helped keep our-

SHIT! Don't tell me you slept with him…

Of Course, he did! They didn't do anything more sadly, I would've loved to hear your reaction if they did,

What do you mean by more?

Nothing, don't worry about it. Just while you're in our body stay the fuck away from Tord. I will personally kill us if you go anywhere near Tord!

Oooo a dream come true! Why don't you kill yourself now?

Oh you know I'd love to, but that'd just cause more problems.

Tom was taken out of the conversation by Tord shaking him. "Tom! You've been sitting here for 7 hours!"

7 hours! That conversation seemed way too short to be 7 hours!

Welcome to the mind

Shut up

"Tom, are you alright?" Edd asked, putting his hand on his shoulder. "Yeah, I'm fine, just thinking…" Tom gave a shy smile. "For 7 hours?" Tord asked. Tom only nodded his head in agreement.

"Well let's go to bed, oh Edd! The gun should be done by tomorrow or the day after," Tord said as he helped Tom up from the floor. They walked into the room and lay down on the bed. "Goodnight Tom," Tord said with a smile. "Goodnight," Tom said before drifting off to sleep.

"Tom, there isn't enough room for the two of us, goodbye Tom," Tord said with a disgusted look and tone. He pushed Tom off the cliff. Tears fell from his face as he rapidly approached the ground.

"I mean I guess I don't have to deal with him for a while," The original Tom appeared, breaking the dream's reality. A familiar shaped silhouette appeared behind Tom, the figure was around 3 inches taller than Tom, maybe more and it had demon horns similar to the one that pushed Tom off the cliff in his dream.

"Why'd you have to break the dream? It was just getting interesting!" The figure spoke as he wrapped itself around Tom. "What are you guys doing! E said not to interfere until we have something to tease him about!" Another figure appeared holding a mirror and wearing two jackets.

"Screw E. He just doesn't know what he's talking about," The horned one pouted. "Wow… Imagine telling the boss's most trusted friend you hate his boss, you're so dead…" The original Tom spoke, taking a sip from his flask. A frown then fell upon his face.

"I forgot alcohol doesn't do anything here," Tom spoke to himself as he turned the flask upside down. "Tom is right, I'm going to have to tell E, at least he's more responsible and you're still on thin ice from last time." The other figure spoke.

"You can wake up now, you're going to get kicked out of here when E gets here." the horned figure spoke, shooing Tom away. "Talk to you later, please try to drink some Smirnoff. It's getting so boring in here without it," Tom spoke as he waved goodbye as everything turned black.

Tom shot up from the bed and saw Tord sitting at his desk. He had the gun in front of him, it seemed as if he stopped as soon as Tom woke up. "You good? Did you have a nightmare?" Tord asked with a small look of concern.

"It was nothing…" Tom trailed off. Tord could only cock an eyebrow, the way Tom had woken up didn't look like it was nothing.

"Well since you're a sleepy head this morning I ordered pizza for brunch," Tord said, turning back to his work. "Didn't we have pizza two days ago?" Tom asked.

"Yeah, not exactly the healthiest…" Tord admitted shyly. Tom got up from the bed and stretched his legs and arms. "I'm going to go watch TV," Tom said before he left.

"Alright, let me know when the pizza arrives," Tord said as he waved his hand. 'Wait. Since when did Tom go and watch TV since he lost his memories? Somethings up,' Tord thought to himself.

He turned back to the gun feeling a hint of sadness as it grew closer and closer to completion. 'I have to. Even if I like this Tom I still have to respect his wishes… Did Tom even ask to get his memories back? Am I doing this just for answers? Why am I doing this? He never asked for them back, but Edd wants them back. Matt most likely doesn't even remember erasing Tom's memories, it's almost as if he erased his own memories instead of Tom's, too busy admiring himself with his stupid mirror. I should get back to work,'

Tord turned back to the gun trying to only focus on the task at hand. "Tord, the Pizza's here," Tom said as he appeared in the doorway. Tord gave him a smile.

"I'll be right there," Tord said as he turned back to his room. He felt a little awkward as Tom just stood there staring at him. Tord decided to find the quickest place to stop to avoid the awkwardness dragging on any longer.

"Alright let's go," Tord said with a shy smile. Tom didn't react. Tord walked up and Tom made no movement. Tom poked him in the check hoping for a reaction, but instead, it was just a super soft check. Tord smiled with delight and continued to poke his cheek.

Tom then smacked his hand away "Stop it, Commie," Tom said in a dead serious tone. Tord's heart dropped at hearing Tom call him Commie. "Tom? Did you-" Tord struggled to get the words out his mouth. "Tord? Let's go to the kitchen, the pizza will get cold if we wait too long!" Tom said as if he had just been smacked back into reality.

Tord looked up at Tom to see him walk off toward the kitchen. 'What was that? Did Classic Tom just come out for a second? Does that mean he'll regain his memories eventually? There's no guarantee, I have to continue working on the gun after I get some pizza.'

Tord followed Tom to the kitchen. "Took you long enough," Edd pouted. "Isn't that my seat?" Tord asked seeing that Edd was in his seat sitting next to Matt, "Not anymore," Edd huffed.

The two sat down grabbing themselves a slice of pizza. Tom picked up the pizza and began digging in. Tord couldn't help but stare at Edd seeing the smug yet sad look on his face. Matt seemed to have the same look on his face while admiring his face.

Tord squinted hard at Matt surprised he knew what was happening, it seemed Tom was the only one who hadn't noticed. Tord then turned his head to Tom to see a dead serious look on his face. The look on Tom's face sent shivers down his spine until his face turned into a smile.

"Something wrong?" Tom asked, setting his pizza down. "No, no, everything is fine," Tord gave a shy smile before eating his pizza. Tom shrugged it off and began to finish his pizza.

"So what are we watching?" Tom asked, sitting down on the couch. Edd and Matt looked at Tom, "I vote comedy!" Matt exclaimed. "Sounds good to me," Tom smiled. "17 Again?" Edd asked.

"Is that a comedy?" Matt asked looking up at Edd. "Yes Matt, it's a fantasy comedy," Edd sighed as he pulled it out of the low of movies. "Alright," Matt said as he sat on the couch. After putting the movie in Edd joined the two putting Matt in the middle.

For the majority of the movie, Matt just stared at himself in his mirror. It was very awkward for Tom every time Matt flashed it in his direction. A part of him just wanted to destroy it, and the other part didn't care, but these conflicting thoughts is what made the situation awkward.

"I'm going to go to the bathroom, let me know what happens," Tom excused himself. "Alright," Edd said not taking his eyes off the screen. Tom walked to the bathroom and saw Tord asleep in his chair face down on the table.

Tom gave a slight chuckle as he walked into the room. He dragged Tord onto the bed as he did a couple of days ago, except this time he made sure to move the blanket first. Tom wiped his forehead and walked out of the room and back towards the bathroom.

"Matt put the mirror down!" Edd yelled at Matt trying to take the mirror out of his hands. Matt dodged every grab flawlessly striking poses even as he admired himself. Edd sighed in defeat as the end credits rolled onto the screen.

"Hey wasn't Tim watching this with us?" Matt asked, finally putting down the mirror. "Tom? He said he was going to the bathroom, but he's been in there for an hour." Edd said taking a minute for realization.

A grin spread across Edd's face as he walked into Tord's room. His smile fell as he only saw Tord on the bed and no sign of Tom. Edd looked at Matt and then at the bathroom. Edd walked into the bathroom to see no one inside."Where could he be?" Edd asked.

CRASH!

The sound of glass breaking came from the kitchen. Edd and Matt whipped their heads to the kitchen. Tord shot up from the bed seeing Matt right at the door. Tord got up from the bed and walked over to Matt.

"What was that?" Tord asked. "Oh hey, Tod! There was a crash from the kitchen, and we can't find Tom," Matt said with a smile as if it was normal. "Well let's go see what it was!" Edd said, stomping towards the kitchen with a serious look on his face. As they neared the kitchen doorway various hiccups and mumbling could be heard.

"Tom?" Edd asked as he entered the kitchen. Tom had an empty bottle of Smirnoff in his hands and a half-empty one in the other hand. In front of him were glass shards from a broken bottle and a wet carpet stain. "Oh hey *hic* Edd!" Tom drunkenly smiled as he dropped the empty bottle to wave at Edd.

"Oo*hic*ooops, I'll clean *hic* that up later*hic*," Tom said, sitting on the floor in front of the two broken bottles. Tord walked into the kitchen shoving Edd out of the way.

"Tom! Why were you drinking!" Tord asked running to get the broom. Tom chuckled with some hiccups, breaking up his laughter. Edd felt incredibly uncomfortable watching Tom drunk for some reason. He was used to seeing Tom drunk but for some reason this disturbed Edd.

Tord rushed over with the broom sweeping up as much of the glass as he could as quickly as he could, he then pulled the mini vacuum out of nowhere and started vacuuming up the tiny shards. He ran over to get a towel to clean up the beer out of the carpet, but he knew it was stained forever.

"Tom, why were you drinking?" Tord asked. Tom looked at him half asleep before taking another sip from the other bottle. He gave a smile. "Tom asked *hic* for some! *hic*" Tom stated as if it was an obvious thing. "You are Tom," Edd shyly said. "No, Tom wanted some," He repeated. Tord lit up, understanding what Tom meant. "Did he say anything else?" Tord asked the stepping wait he was doing to put his hands on his shoulder.

"He said all sorts of stuff, like how we're stupid! And how Smirnoff doesn't do anything here! How there's more of them!" Tom said happily, stretching his hands up in the air. Tom let out a big yawn. "I'm tired now, goodnight Tord!" Tom said, falling into Tords lap as his snores filled the room. Edd took a picture. "Exactly how much blackmail do you have?" Tord asked before picking up Tom and throwing him on his back. "Plenty," Edd smugly said. "Then you don't need to take any more pictures," Tord said walking out of the kitchen.

Edd frowned as he saw Matt looking at himself in the mirror again. "Matt!"