Tom was sitting in his small apartment, staring at a tv that was just playing static. He held a small flask in his hand, which he took sips from occasionally. The room was pitch black, other than the glow of the tv.

He thought back to what had happened a few weeks before; Tord had come back acting as a friend, but had then betrayed them with a certain giant robot. Now, he, Edd, and Matt were all living in their own separate apartments. Even though the others had tried to get Tom to come out of his apartment and hang out with them, he had refused. Tom just wanted some time to think back to better times with Edd and Matt. He eventually decided to go for a walk, just to clear the dark thoughts that were coming back. Tossing his flask onto the couch to deal with later, he put on his hoodie and went outside.

(Le Timeskip to about 20 minutes later~)

Tom was walking through the neighborhood, keeping his hands shoved into his hoodie pockets. Staring at the floor, he noticed that it was starting to sprinkle overhead. Grumbling quietly, he merely pulled his hoodie over his head, knowing that it would start raining hard soon.

He continued on, debating whether or not to head to the bar. Suddenly, it started pouring, and Tom had to take cover in an alleyway, cursing under his breath. He looked around for any weirdos, or dogs, like last time. He recalled the memory of being attacked by dogs multiple times, then by birds. Frowning at the thought, he sat down against the far wall of the alleyway.

Tom looked around again, seeing that the rain wasn't going to cease for a while, and sighed. He yawned, and soon fell into an uneasy sleep.

About 10 minutes later, Tom was woken up by the sound of footsteps nearby. He blinked his eyes open and looked around. Confused, he stood up and walked out of the alleyway, and came face to face with someone that he had hoped he would never see again. Tord grinned as Tom backed away. "You scared, Thomas?" He smirked.

"What the hell?! How are you even alive, you commie?!" Tom yelled, glaring at the red clad male. Without saying anything, Tord stepped forward and grabbed Tom's wrists. Taken by surprise, Tom didn't react quick enough. He felt an iron grip on his right arm, and froze up a bit. Tord's right arm had been replaced with a metallic robotic arm.

Tord merely smirked even more. "That was your harpoon that caused that." He growled, tightening his grip as Tom tried to pull away. He then pulled Tom forward and pressed him against the wall, pinning his arms behind his back.

"Hey! Get the fuck away from me!" Tom said angrily, trying to squirm out of the current position he was in. Tord didn't budge, and chuckled darkly. "You really aren't too bright, are you?" "What's that supposed to mean?" Tom asked, breathing heavily after his increasingly frenzied attempts at getting away from Tord.

"Calm down, geez.." Tord sighed, loosening his grip a bit. Tom took this as his chance to elbow Tord in the stomach, turn around, and punch him in the jaw. He knew he had come in contact with Tord when he heard him hiss in pain and stumble backwards, holding his stomach. Tord leaned against the wall for a second, regaining his composure, then flashed Tom the dirtiest look he could muster.

"Why are you here?" Tom asked, getting ready in case Tord ran at him again. The other took a few moments to reply, before sighing. "I came to apologize." He said simply. Tom's eyes widened, but he recovered from the shock quickly. "You're lying... You came back last time acting like you had changed. Matt and Edd may have trusted you, but I saw past your good-guy bullshit. After you betrayed us, Edd was crushed... He wanted nothing more than to one, know you were okay, and two, trust you again. The only reason I wanted you to come back was so they would be happy, even if it meant having to deal with you again. But if you think you can come crawling back with some fake apology, you're even more messed up in the head than I thought!" Tom yelled, feeling better after getting that all out.

He looked back at Tord, expecting him to be glaring at him, but saw with a jolt that the other had his head turned the other way, but was obviously crying quietly. "Look, I- That was a bit harsh, sorry." Tom sighed, taking a small step towards the other male.

"You're right, Tom.." Tord mumbled, barely loud enough for him to hear. "But I really did miss the old times with you guys.. But when I left for Norway, I forgot about what was important to me, and came back not appretiating you guys. I understand if you don't forgive me, and I'll just leave you guys alone now." He said, before walking out of the alleyway, leaving Tom to process what he had just said.

"Wait!" Tom said loudly, unable to stop himself. Tord stopped, looking at the floor, preparing for Tom to be pissed off, but Tom walked over to him and put a hand on his shoulder, turning him around. "Tord." Tom said, looking at the other.

When the norwegian didn't respond, Tom lifted his head so they were making eye contact. Is it even eye contact if you don't have eyes? "I may not forgive you now, but I'm going to give you one more chance. You seem like you've changed, I'm not gonna lie, but just know: If you betray us again, don't bother trying to come back." Tom said, feeling a bit sick that he was being this nice to Tord.

Tord nodded and then suddenly hugged Tom tightly. "What are you-?" Tom started, then found himself hugging back. What the hell am I doing?! Tom thought bitterly, pushing Tord away after hugging back. "Come on, don't make this even more awkward than it already is.." Tom complained, grinning a bit.

Tord nodded, wiping his face, wanting to hug Tom again, but deciding against it. Tom started walking back towards his apartment, motioning for Tord to follow. Tord looked confused, but followed. Noticing Tord's puzzled expression, Tom sighed, a hint of a smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "Matt and Edd have their apartments literally next door to mine." He explained, smiling as Tord perked up a bit. Stop thinking of him like that! Tom scolded himself mentally, annoyed that he kept having weird feelings about Tord. You guys don't like each other.Tom was so lost in his thoughts that he ran right into a lamppost. Rubbing his head, he looked over at Tord, noticing that he was snickering quietly. "S-Shut up!" He muttered, which only made the other laugh harder.

Huffing, Tom kept walking, trying not to get too absorbed into his thoughts. He looked over at Tord again, but this time, started blushing a bit. He couldn't help but think about how cute the other looked, and quickly pushed the thought away. Am I going nuts or something?! He finally realized something with a jolt. Do I have feelings for him...?

Hi guys, this is cucuhead878 here, and this is my first fanfic, so yeah... Anyways, I hope you guys like it! If you want, you can leave a review, or comment, or whatever! Constructive criticism is appretiated! I'm going to try and keep an updating schedule, and update on Wednesdays, Saturdays, and Sundays. Hopefully, I won't forget, but I'll try to update whenever I can. But writer's block is among us ;-;