Black Eyes (TomTord Eddsworld Fic)

Ch. 2 Unbelievable News

(So sorry for the long wait on this chapter!! I didn't think that the last chapter was really interesting enough to go off of, but you all wanted it! Here you go!)

//Tom's POV//

     The person held me down, and I held my breath. I waited for something. A hit, a kick, a bullet...
Instead, what I got was annoying laughter.
I recognize that laughter...
"You should see your face!" The Norwegian accent seeped through my ears, making me twitch in anger. I pushed myself off of the ground, making the male retreat off of me. I stared at him. The red hoodied baring freak. The one and only, Tord Larsson.
"You should see your face!" He exclaimed, holding a cigar in between his middle and pointer finger, and I could smell the smoke basically lingering on him. It burnt my nostrils, but I had learned to deal with it from smoker friendly bars I went to often.
"Yeah, I'll see my OWN face. I don't wanna' see yours. Get out. There's a window or you can run out of the fucking front or back door." I glared daggers at him, and he put his hands up in 'fake surrender' "Ay', Ay', it was a harmless prank! And I want to see thee' others." He stuffed his free, non-cigar holding hand into his hoodie pocket. He put the cigar in his mouth and took a breath, puffing the smoke out To linger in my room. I kept my narrowed-eyed hold on him until he got the message that he should just leave.

     He pushed past me so he could walk through my doorway- which he promptly opened. He slipped through the open crack and walked to the living room, me following, seeing Edd on the couch with a half drank bottle of coke in his hand. I was guessing anyway. Maybe it was empty. He stood there for a moment but had to make a small whistling noise to get Edd's attention. Edd hesitated but looked up at us and smiled, waving. "Hey, Tord!" He said nonchalantly, turning back to his show. After about three seconds he jumped and immediately looked back up to us. "TORD?" He said a bit too loudly, causing Matt to poke his head out of the kitchen, "What about a To-" he stopped on seeing Tord, who was just causally sipping smoke from his cigar. "TODD'S BACK!!" Matt shouted and ran to us. "It's Tor-GAH!" Tord tried explaining but Matt had cut him off with a large hug, almost making Tord fall. It's a miracle he didn't! "Hehe, I missed ya' too, Matt." He patted the ginger on the back before looking to Edd, letting Matt just sort of start playing with his hair and poke at his hood. "So.. Are you staying? For how long, then?" Edd tilted his head, his eyes gleaming with curiosity. I yawned, doing nothing for the past five minutes that we were in the living room. "Don't worry Edd!"
Ah, good, this should mean he's leaving.
"I'm here to stay!"
Wait..
"What?!?" I shouted, causing everyone to stop and look at me. "Awe, c'mon, Tom! I won't bug ya' too much!"
"NO! NO NO NO NO NO NO! YOUR NOT STAYING HERE." I shoved him a little to show dominance because that's what we males do in Edd's house. Tord stumbled very slightly but Matt lost his grip and fell. Edd looked at Matt and went over to help him up, looking up to me. He narrowed his eyes. "As in a matter of fact, Tom, this is my house. I set the rules. If Tord wants to stay, he's staying. In YOUR room too!" My eye.. sockets widened. I couldn't believe what I was hearing!
"That's not fair, Edd! Why can't he sleep on the sofa or something?! Why not in your room?"
"I want you two to be at least able to stand each other for a little while! You don't need to be fighting every time you lock eyes..." he stopped, noticing me cross my arms. "Eyesight." He corrected.
"And there will be no complaints, okay? Now, Tord, make yourself feel at home again!" Edd welcomed, as if he didn't just go on a rules-frenzy.

This is unbelievable...