You... uh, got something to ask us?

I just want to let you guys know about this. I know, I know, rules and FAQ can be boring, but at least let’s not make everything a chaos, alright?

Q: I want to send an ask but the box is closed!

A: [ I close them sometimes to avoid people ask not from the main point or makes the storyline a bit different. (I don’t like to not answer asks, y’know?) And another thing if they’re closed, it can mean I’m working on the asks I already received. ]

Q: When will they open then?

A: [ I will open them when the flow of asks are dying slowly or when I am done answering the previous asks. ]

Q: I already sent an ask and you still haven’t answered it. What’s taking so long?

A: [ It’s either 1: I don’t know when to answer it, or 2: maybe when I opened this blog too early then got a bunch of asks in which it would question a different person: “Okay, how did this all started?” That was why I made a prologue quickly so make the viewers understand a bit better. Sometimes, I can’t organize messy things even if I tried my best to make it organized, so please bear with me! ]

Q: May I do M!A’s?

A: [ Depends on the current situation Tamtord is in. I can suggest you one thing/For example: if Tord and Tamara slowly get bored to death, that’s the time you may do M!A’s! This can actually prevent them from being bored. :3 ]

[[ Woohooo! It’s finally here! I’m sorry for answering this late. ;w;

I did my best anyway!! >v> ]]

Guilt.

This is what's killing Tord. He wanted– no, he needed to be numb. He has felt too much pain already. He thought of something ridiculous: repent to Edd and his friends, even if it means to be killed by that Jehovah's witness.

Alone.

His army abandoned him a few days ago. They thought Tord wasn't good enough to be their leader.

His best soldiers, Paul and Patryk, did their best as they can to reassure their depressed leader. Little did they know that their leader was going to leave them for he feared that his two, best soldiers would join the army's side.

Dripping sounds filled the surroundings as Tord continued walking. He didn't care if he got soaked, his hoodie was damaged anyway.

The man with a red hoodie felt tired. And hungry. He hadn't eaten for days. He was determined to continue his way to his friends' apartments.

A part of Tord felt hopeless while a part of him had hope. Hope that his friends will forgive him.

He realizes they wouldn't forgive him for his huge, intentional mistake.

Besides apologizing to his friends, there's still one more thing he needs to do. Thank them. He wanted to be grateful for the unforgettable memories they had. Edd, Tom, and Matt may not know, but Tord cherished even the little moments they had. He knew who his friends were as he head off to war.

Finally, he was at the building's doorstep. The guards opened the doors for him.

"Good evening," greeted one of the guards.

Tord flinched, he thought at any moment they would easily recognize him. But turns out, it left the guards slightly confused.

Tord didn't want to be awkward, so he greeted them back nervously with his native accent, "G-good evening."

He immediately turned around, slightly embarrassed. He noticed his horns were nowhere to be seen. At least it was beneficial to not be easily recognized as the Red Leader. Maybe soon enough his horns will grow back up again.

The receptionist was there, offering her service. Tord asked where can Edd's apartment be located.

"Apartment 118," the receptionist replied, "it's located on the third floor."

"Thanks," Tord smiled weakly and proceeded to the elevator.

It didn't take him long until the elevator entrance was opened. Just as everyone got in, the door was closed.

The guy wearing a red hoodie took a glance around the mirrored walls. A reflection of a girl who was also wearing red hoodie caught his attention. He can see to it that she had similar appearances: the identical color of the hair, eyes, everything! This made him blinked thrice.

Was he hallucinating?

He blinked once again, the girl was nowhere to be seen. Instead, it was just a reflection of him.

He looked around and was confused. He assumed he was just tired and his eyes were playing tricks on him.

He finally reached the third floor. Both of his guilt and nervousness was a shiver down his spine.

He sighed. "I-it's now or never."

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|| Tord is now open for asks! :D ||

((okay, lemme just add some additional info becuz why not-))

Setting: The doorstep of Edd’s apartment

Time: Evening

((And don’t worry, I will be making a comic of this soon if I can. Only for now is a literature version.. ^^;))

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I’ll just tell what is the AU about little by little. Can’t spoil the fun anyway.. ;w;

“Things happened in a flash and the guilt of Tord became stronger. Because of this, he decided to visit Edd’s apartment.

He immediately asked for forgiveness to Edd. Much to his surprise, Edd forgave him through a hug. Edd wanted to let Matt know, he didn’t want Tom to know for he feared Tom ever since they had their “talk.”

Edd and Tord looked around the building for Matt, there was no sign of him. They took another look at Matt’s apartment, they couldn’t believe what they have seen in their eyes.

Something’s just not right.”

Eddsworld © Edd Gould

Switched AU © @ask-tamtord / @artistagustin (meh :T)

((ehm, the prologue might or might not be in a fiction form... I ‘ll see what I can do..))