UTØPIA | TomTord |

War Norsworthy: III

Tom's POV

Tord turned the TV off.

Tord sighed, "I'ma go into the shower now, Tom."

"Okay, when you come out can you help me put on this visor goggles thing, I tried to do it after I got dressed but I couldn't figure out how to," I explained.

"Yeah, I'll help you once I get out," Tord said.

"Okay, thanks."

15 minutes pass

Tord exits the bathroom with his T-shirt and shorts on.

"Tom, c'mon, I'll help with the prototype," Tord said as he went back into the bathroom.

I got up from the bed and followed Tord into the bathroom.

He grabbed the mask by the straps and applied it to me with no struggle whatsoever.

"What was easy for you I guess, huh?" I asked.

"Yeah," Tord laughed, "Look at the mirror, what do you think?"

I stared at myself in the mirror.

"I think I look stupid, Tord," I laughed.

"I think you look cute!" Tord said happily.

I hugged Tord, "Thanks Tord, for everything..."

"Of course, Tom!" Tord said as he hugged me back.

I kept on hugging him.

"Can we go to sleep, Tom?" Tord asked after a moment of hugging.

"Uh- Yeah! Of course, sorry," I said as I moved out of the hug.

"C'mon," I said as I walked out the bathroom.

Tord followed me to the bed and we both lay down.

"Okay, get some rest, Tom. You know what happening tomorrow," Tord said.

"I know," I said simply.

I turned off the light and cuddled close to Tord.

He wrapped his arms around me as we started to sleep.

2 days later.

Yesterday was a busy day.

But it was successful.

In fact, it was very successful.

I turned on the news to listen for what was the update on what the Red Army did yesterday.

"Red Army successfully invaded and took over several US states yesterday evening, Red Army supporters say they don't plan on leaving their homes and wait for Red Leader's next instructions," The news reporter said.

"I guess the invasion was a success?" I asked Tord.

"Oh yes," Tord said, "When Purple Army infiltrated the Red Base, and we had to go to war, I was scared I had failed."

"But I guess you can say things are back in working order."

"..."

"The Red Army and I have decided to host a celebration in Scotland," Tord said. " I would appreciate it if you came, all my supporters in Scotland will be there."

"You're hosting a celebration during a war?" I asked him in an annoyed tone.

"Trust me, the Purple Army is weak," Tord said. "We'll be fine for one night."

"Oh, and how is the prototype working for you?" Tord asked.

"It's working, I guess," I said.

"Good!" Tord exclaimed.