EddsWorld OneShots Book#1 [Requests ᏨᏝᎾᎦᏋᎠ]

Tom X Reader(3)

:Your Pov:

   Of all the places on earth you could have gone for vacation, why did you choose Iceland? You thought back to when you were deciding to head off to some Nordic country. Sure, it's way better than the pictures could show and you felt like you had to go here, but what the heck was the actual decider? You can't understand a single word of what anyone is saying. You can't read the signs, ask for directions, order food—it was just hopeless. Could you actually leave if wanted/had to?
   You glanced down at your map, assuming the red squares with forks in them were restaurants and the smaller black boxes littered across the map were attractions, since they had cameras in them. You were so busy trying to focus on understanding the mess of the language, you forgot to stop walking. And suddenly, like the cliche selection of stories this book is, you bumped into the back of someone. You dropped your map and took a step back. You bumped into a man in a blue hoodie and had brown, spiked hair. It's kind of strange how it reminded you of a pineapple....
   "Oh, sorry," You apologized, not at all expecting them to actually understand what you said. "I wasn't looking where I was going."
   "No, it's okay." The man turned around and you were greeted with two endless voids in place of the eyes, "I shouldn't have been standing here, in all honesty."
   "Wh-what happened to y-your eyes?" You stammered while trying to look away from the never ending darkness.
   "These are from my mom," He explained, not much, but enough for you to get the general idea. "So anyways, I should be heading off. The alcohol stores are starting to fill up at this time and being stuck in traffic isn't on my to-do list(I do my research)."
"Oh I see." You nodded, weakly smiling up at the stranger, "I'm F/N."
"I'm Tom." He returned the smile and nod, "It's been a pleasure to meet you."
A small crowd was gathering behind him, "Same."
And with that being the last word of the conversation, he turned and lightly shoved his way through the crowd, entering the store. He was nice, but sadly you had to let him slip from your grasp and let him get his alcohol. You sighed and picked up your map, brushing it off and making the best guesses of where you could be. Soon, you just gave up and rested against a building wall, stressed out. If you had to call this anything, a vacation definitely strayed far from the list.

++Time Skip++

   It was dark now, the moon being the only light where you were. You had fallen asleep a few hours ago, perhaps after just a few minutes of sitting down with your eyes closed(ha that's funny bc I literally just went another night without sleeping). Wind blew dust into your face as you woke with a start. There was a hand on your shoulder, shaking you. You looked over in their direction and squinted into the darkness.
   The person asked in a familiar sounding voice, "Halló? Er allt í lagi?"

For SolangeloShipper21. Hey I was supposed to write something the day after the last oneshot but I kind of... didn't. Excuse? Well, a few days ago, I kind of told someone I liked them and they actually liked me back! Heh, way to go, me! Also this was heavily inspired by my obsession of Iceland from Hetalia.

Hetalia brought me back to this book so be hecka glad it exists. Also I've currently fallen for 3/5 of the Scandinavian countries(one of which is Norway, who, obviously being Norwegian, reminded me of Tord and made me think of this again), maybe Italy(?), HRE(say what you want, I don't want to believe he's Germany because I don't like him(honesty idek y either bc I'm German XD)), and Prussia.

More To Come My Ghosties!