An Alternate Dimension

Fancy Flask

Tord Pov:

A month has passed since the last time we visited The Rebellion base, so it's the time to go once again for our peace meeting.

Torm instead made me bring some flowers and a fancy flask in a gift box for Tom this time. He said Tom likes to be shown different things when being given gifts and he might be appreciative of the flask since he knows it's expensive and hard to find, Torm of course picked all of this stuff out. Toms never really liked fancy things, so I don't know what Torm's thinking, but I just have to trust him with all of this since he knows Tom better than I know him apparently.

"Tor-" Edd happily says to me then looks at the things I'm holding with confusion and wonder. "-ord?"

"Is Tom here?" I ask Edd.

"Um.. He's inside," Edd says to me with his face continuing to show confusion. "What's all that?"

"Some things for Tom," I say to Edd.

"Um-"

"Please just show us inside Edward," Torm says to Edd.

"Sure," Edd says to Torm. "Also, just call me Edd Torm."

Torm nods then says to Edd, "Okay Edd," Torm points to the base casually. "Let's go inside now."

"Of course," Edd says.

We walk inside and quickly to the lounge.

"Hey Tom! Tord has stuff for you!" Edd says to Tom from the doorway where me and Torm stand and walks over to the couch, sitting down.

Tom sees us, getting up from the couch and walking up to us with his arms crossed and a eye brow raised when he sees the objects.

Torm backs to the side leaving me face to face with Tom.

I go according to plan and get on one knee in front of Tom, then hold up the flowers and the small gift box that contains the flask to him and say, "These are for you!" I close my eyes tightly in embarrassment.

This is awful...

My eyes open when Tom takes the gifts silently and looks at them with a blank face, making me stand up and look at him with pleading eyes for him to accept them.

Tom drops the flowers on to the floor and squishes them under his foot then walks over to the trashcan and throws the gift box into it, making my heart sink from failure.

Tom walks out of the room without a single word.

The room is completely silent until Edd lets out a empathetic, "Ouch."

Tom Pov: *Midnight*

I sneak out of my room and into the lounge, silently. I walk over to the trash can and dig through it, careful to not make a sound. I find the small box that Tord got me and quickly tip toe back to my bedroom.

I close my bedroom door and lock it, sitting on my bed, setting the box on my lap, and looking down at the box with curiosity. "I wonder what it is..." I whisper to myself. I then carefully unwrap the fancy paper that covers around the box.

I open the top of the box and look inside to see a large flask with a jet black colored base, golden flower designs covering the entire flask, and a golden heart that's standing on top of the cap.

It's definitely expensive.. Why would Tord buy this for me? What is he trying to do?..

Tord Pov: *A Week Later*

When I remember the face Tom showed a month ago I always blush and get all fuzzy inside, which I really don't understand... I guess I've just never seen Tom like that before and it made me feel weirded out by it. That has to be the answer, right?

"Tord, I've come up with another plan," Torm says.

"Oh really?" I ask with annoyance. "Because all your plans end up crashing and burning and getting me humiliated."

"And I told you that all of this will change the future in some way,"

"But how do you know it's changing for the better?" I cross my arms. "It seems to just be making Tom hate me more!"

"You'd be surprised Tord," Torm smirks a bit. "But you're going to have to trust me on this one."

"I have been trusting you! But you're only embarrassing me!"

"Yeah yeah, now let me explain the plan,"

"Fine, what is your new "Genius" plan?"

"We're going to host a dinner party for all of our enemies and our allies,"

My eyes widen, "WHAT?!"

"You heard me,"

"But that'll get me killed! All my enemies want to kill me!"

"It's going to be a masked party, meaning you'll be wearing a mask so no one knows who you are,"

"I know what a masked party is Torm,"

"I was just clarifying," Torm says, casually.

"But if I'm going to flirt with Tom at this party, how will he fall in love with me if he doesn't know it's me?"

"Simple, you flirt with him, kiss him again, then slide a note into his pocket that it was you,"

"You make it sound so easy,"

"Because it is, if you stop holding back already,"

"I haven't been holding back!"

"Well you barely flirt or talk with Tom like I tell you to, all you do is give Tom the gifts I PICKED OUT without barely any words included, which isn't the way to getting someone to like you," Torm crosses his arms. "Not everyone falls in love from gifts you know."

"I'm trying my hardest!" I say, annoyed. "I don't want to do this, so you're lucky that I'm even listening to you!"

"Look Tord," Torm uncrosses his arms and instead lazily holds them behind his back. "I'm only doing what's best for both of us, so stop complaining and try harder than your hardest," Torm puts a finger on my chest. "Got it?"

I sigh, "Yeah okay."

"I'll start planning the party for tomorrow,"