Eddsworld One Shots and Short Stories

A Pool Trip To Remember (TomTord)

"WHY IS IT SO HOT AND MISERABLE??"

Shouted the shirtless ginger who laid across the couch.

"I don't know Matt. England had never been this hot in ages!"

Edd said, in which he had a green tank top on as he leaned back into the armchair. Both were sweating horribly.

The two other guys- Tom and Tord were both in their shared bedroom, complaining as well.

"Ughh I wish I was back in Norway...it never got THIS unbearably hot."

Said the foreigner as he laid across the floor now looking up at the Brit who was sitting on the edge of his bed.

"Believe me when I say that it's always crappy here aside from some nicer days. Nothing like this though."

Tom said, once again wiping sweat away with the back of his arm.

"C'mon Commie. Let's go see if Edd and Matt have any ideas."

Tom said, standing up and offering Tord a hand. The male took it using his left hand since he no longer had his right arm. After 'the incident' it was amputated a week after it happened.

After Tord got up, they walked out of the room looking like drenched zombies. They got into the living room now speaking up to the other Brits.

"Boys, we need to cool off. It's too hot for this shit. Any ideas?"

Tom asked, leaning onto the back of the couch as he waited.

The three of them thought for a few minutes before they all collectively said "Pool" and Tom nodded.

"Pool it is then."

As soon as they all had the confirmation from Tom, they all booked it to their rooms. Tom now staggering behind back to the bedroom. There he saw Tord standing in front of the mirror, a sad look to his eyes. The Brit sighed softly, walking up next to the younger.

"Cheer up Tord. No one is going to be bothered to look while they're having fun."

He said, patting him on the shoulder as he walked back to his side of the room. Tord smiled a little but it soon faded knowing it may not be true. He was going to have to find out.

After about ten minutes, all the boys were by the door. Each of the boys had their respective color of shorts, though they either had different patterns or were just plain. They all didn't have shirts on either as it was still really hot, except for Tord. He refused to let others see those scars. He was just still getting over the fact they were there.

As Matt and Tom walked out talking a bit, Edd stayed behind as he watched Tord get his sandals on. He saw that he still had a t-shirt on unlike the rest of them, so he spoke up.

"Tord, why do you still have a shirt on? It's blazing hot for something like that."

He said, Tord now looking at him. The foreigner sighed and looked down once more before speaking softly.

"It's the scars, Edd. I can't stand to look at them, let alone other people looking and staring. Remember what happened last time? That woman flipped her shit. What if that happens again?"

Tord said, now looking Edd in the eye with a worried and sad look. At least the best he could considering he was half blind.

"Oh Tord.."

He said and hugged the Norwegian tightly, holding him close for a few moments before speaking up once again.

"Don't worry about it. Today we're going to have fun, something you haven't done in a long while since everything happened. I want to see you happy again, so please...try for me? When we get there?"