EddsWorld OneShots Book#1 [Requests ᏨᏝᎾᎦᏋᎠ]

Tomattoredd X Reader

::Your Pov::

You settled in the bush. You reached up until you could feel the rim of the window and you pushed it open. You crawled inside after making sure no one was present. You closed the window after and you searched.
It has to be here. Ghost said the TM-10 would be hidden here somewhere.
You opened a drawer and looked through the red hoodies.
There's only red hoodies in here. Does this person wear anything else, cheeses crust(inside joke).
You picked up a hoodie and looked it over. Then you heard arguing behind you. It was getting closer! So you did the only thing you could think of: hide in the closet. You didn't even leave a crack to see. The bickering soon entered the room.

"Shut up you freak'n commie!" A British voice yelled.

"No way Jehovah's Witness!" A Norwegian accent refused.

"Guys, calm down! Stop fighting!" A nicer sounding British voice chimed in.

"Yeah! Why can't you both get along? It can't be healthy to fight like this." A squeaky voice said.

"I don't care! As long as this devil dies!" The first voice said.

"You die!" The Norwegian man hollered.

"Tom. Tord. Shut up." The third voice interrupted. "Tord, what did we come in here for again?"

"I forgot my backup gun." The second one answered.

So Tom is the first British voice and Tord is the Norwegian one.
You pressed your ear and body against the wooden closet door to hear some more of their conversation.

"Oh right." The third one sighed. "How did you convince us that you need ANOTHER gun in our pockets? You know how Matt is...."

"Yeah. Edd's right... they're scary." The forth voice said.

The squeaky one is Matt and Edd is the third one. Alright, Tom, Tord, Edd, and Matt. Got it.
Then the talking stopped. No conversation. No arguing. Nothing. Not even footsteps. Then....

"Something is wrong...." Tord said cautiously. "Someone is here."

"Yeah, us." Tom said, irritated.

"No idiot. Someone else." Tord said again.

"Me!" Matt spoke up.

"Shut up! It's not you or Tom!" Tord rose his voice.

"Is it E-." Matt started.

"Not... Edd." Tord was getting stressed by the sound of it.

It went silent again. No sound of moving or voices, but you could hear their breathing behind the door. Which meant... they could hear yours as well. You took in a deep and quiet breath and held it, hoping they hadn't heard you. Then suddenly light blinded you as the closet door was pulled open. You fell out and landed on your stomach. All the air was knocked out of you and you couldn't comprehend what was happening. You basically blacked out.

::Tomattoredd's Pov::

"Holy bumblebees on a bodyboard!" Tom jumped.

"There's a dead girl on the floor!" Matt screamed.

"Oh my woah!" Edd stared, freaked out.

"Ha, told you." Tord smiled, bending down to the girl.

We picked her up and turned her face to ours. She was breathing.

"Why was she in here?" Matt asked.

"Like I would know." Tord answered... sorta.

The girl breathed in sharply and opened her eyes to us. She took a second before speaking.