The Devil's Repentance

"Tom, have you seen my socks anywhere?" Edd asked, peeking out from his room to look into the kitchen, where Tom stood pouring a cup of tea.

"Why would I have your socks, Edd?" he answered dryly, setting the kettle down with a clunk.

"I dunno."

"If anyone in this house besides you were going to have your socks, it'd be Matt, and even if he does have them, then there's no chance of finding them. They're gone forever."

"Aren't you just a little ray of sunshine this morning? What happened, lose the EuroMillions again?"

"That's none of your business." Edd snickered as Tom turned back to his now overflowing cup of scalding tea with an expression of utmost dignity. He pulled his head back through the door and continued to look for his socks.

Tom sat at the countertop island on a stool, taking tiny sips of his tea and nursing a headache and bruised dignity. Matt stumbled in, slapping his hand limply against the granite tabletop and grasping blindly for his lucky mug. Tom slid the cup, which already held steaming hot coffee, to the tips of Matt's fingers. Since they had all almost died, and their home had been destroyed, Tom had started acting a little kinder, a little more protective, though to the outside viewer, it wasn't obvious. He still insulted everyone he came across, he still was brash and ignored better judgment, but he showed his care in little ways. Making drinks in the morning, folding the socks while they're away, cleaning the sink. Things like that.

And while Matt didn't notice those things, Edd did. He watched, leaning up against the entryway, as a shadow of a smile flitted across the tired face as Matt took a huge gulp of coffee and set it back down with a sigh before finally walking into the kitchen.

"Morning guys," he said cheerfully, reaching into the fridge for a Coke despite the earliness of the hour. "Sleep well?"

Tom grunted into his cup as Matt yawned.

"Any idea what's going on today?"

"I want to…" Matt stopped, looking back into his cup of coffee as he sat down.

"What? You want to what?" Edd asked, joining them.

"I kind of want to… You know…"

"No, I don't know Matt, pray tell," Edd prompted, grinning widely and loving the opportunity to make Matt uncomfortable. The ginger was so confident, it was a rare thing for him to be too nervous to talk.

"I want to see… You know, those girls again," he said at last, quickly taking a huge swallow and ending up choking and coughing quietly into his cup.

Tom let out a loud bark of laughter. "Wow!" he laughed, rubbing his empty eyes with the heels of his hands. "I can't believe what I'm hearing! Matt wants to look at someone other than himself?"

"Shut up," Matt glared red-faced at his friend. "I know full well you want to as well."

Tom sobered up after a moment with a small sigh. "Yeah, I guess so."

"Me too," Edd agreed. They sat in silence for a couple moments, each lost in his own thoughts. Ringo came mewling up to Edd, who picked up the little cat and stroked his head.

There was a knock on the door.

"Who on earth could that be this early in the morning?" Matt wondered aloud. Edd shook his head, setting Ringo down as he made his way to the entry.

"There's nobody there!" he called back to the kitchen, and, indeed, there was nobody there. Not a child, not an adult, not the mailman, not an animal, not a soul.

But there was something on the ground.

A small piece of paper, maybe three by five inches in size, with one word written on it.

The little paper felt cold to the touch, or maybe it was the freezing temperature, or maybe it was just Edd's blood running cold at the sight of the single phrase. How had he found out where they were? And why would he leave this? He knew what it meant, he had spent enough to know enough of the language.

"What's wrong?" Tom asked, coming up behind Edd and looking over his shoulder. "What is that?"

Then he noticed the word.

"Unnskyld."

"I'm sorry."

Tord.

A/N Short chapter. Would have been too long otherwise. I've pretty much covered everything that would explain how everyone met, how Tord and Tori returned, all that. Now it really will be one-shots, so please send in some sort of requests or prompts or asks or anything. You can leave a quest review, you don't actually have to have a FFN account to leave a comment. Plz. Also, go check out my Beauty and the Beast x Eddsworld guest one-shot entry thing that I'm doing. Rules or posted on "His World: The One and Only". also plz

Boi

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