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.:Tord:.
Pat drives me and Paul back to the base. The ride was silent. Too silent.
I can see Pat continuously looking at me through the rear view mirror. I didn't like it, but that was the only thing he could do.
Once we got back to the base, everyone stared at me, whispering, making faces at me.
Me, Pat, and Paul went back to the lab and to work on the arm.
Paul carefully shoved my arm down the robot arm, and groaned in pain. Never feeling this much pressure in my arm since the crash.
Took awhile, but we were finally successful.
I stared at it, looking over my new arm. My new arm...
New...
Why not something old?
I couldn't even understand what I was thinking. I went back into my office and stumbled over to my chair, groaning.
I looked over my desk, everything was neat, due to my OCD, it was a problem for me.
Two perfectly sharpened pencil at the left side, four stacks of paper neatly placed, one pile right in front of me, the other three in front of the other, and then....
...
The picture.
I carefully picked up the dusty photo of me, Tom, Edd, and
Matt.
Me and Tom looked like we were arguing, pushing each other's faces while edd and Matt had their arms around each other, laughing.
I smiled as the memory flashed back to me...
.:FlashBack:.
.:Still With Tord:.
"Edd, do we have to do this?" I whined as I looked at him. He nod happily and and grabbed my arm, pulling me right next to Tom.
"Now guys, wrap each other's arm around each other." He said, doing it to Matt. Tom pushed me away in the face.
"No way! Not him!" He growled. I did the same thing to him arguing with him, saying "JUST DO IT FOR EDD!" Before anything could happened, the camera went off, taking the picture.
.:FlashBack Ending:.
I teared up a little, as the memory disappeared into the back of my head.
I laughed the pain of sorrow away, shaking my head.
Classic Stupid Tom....

Heh... This is your fault. This is all your fault. You need to apologize.
The voices echoed in my head...
Ugh... this Is my fault. I pushed everything off my desk in rage and kicked my chair back, the door slammed open, it was Pat.
"Red leader!" He saluted me, trying to avoid looking at the mess I created.
"You alright sir?" He asked in a strong tone, I panted softly and nodded.
"I need to apologize..." I said softly, he said at me confused.
"Sir?..." he looked at me.
I looked back at him, I cocked my eyebrows.
"We need to visit my friends."






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A/N
Ah yes, another short chapter. Surprised how you kept reading this long. Well anyways I think I'm going to keep the short, cause as you can tell, I'm not the BEST writer, but I DO like writing, oops. Heh.
That works, hopefully.

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