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Angry army man confirms pregancy of the gayest verity

Tom was the last one awake the next morning. The side that Tord slept on was cold, signaling that the Norwegian man had been up for a while now. Tom rolled out if bed and pulled on some skinny jeans. The black-eyed Brit didn't bother putting on his traditional blue hoodie, he wasn't planning on going out today anyway. The delicious scent if bacon wafted up and Tom headed downstairs.

The other three men were sitting about in the kitchen, Edd on a chair near the stove, he was obviously the one cooking the bacon, Matt was sat at the table, looking in the mirror, Tord was sat on the counter reading an apparently PG rated manga, though it was more likely that he was actually reading a hentai with a different cover on it. Edd looked up as Tom entered the room. "Morning Tom sleep well?" Edd asked, obviously just trying to make conversation.

"Yeah, as well as you can when Tord over there hogs the blankets." Tom answered taking the time to insult his boyfriend.

"Says Mr. All the pillows are mine." Tord snapped back, neither man was actually upset, they both liked to jokingly bully the other.

"You still have your pillows." Tom retorted.

"Guys guys! You're both handsome, now stop fighting." Edd stated, turning to the bickering men.

Tom rolled his eyes and sat at the table.

"Oh Tom, we have to go see someone today, remember?" Tord said, hoping that Tom would understand what he meant. "At about midday so after you've eaten we should get going."

"Yep I got it." Tom responded, gazing at the ceiling.

"Who have you two gotta see?" Edd asked, not looking away from his cooking.

"I have to go to see my dads, then Tom asked if he could go with me when I see the doctor about the scars. They just want to do a check up." Tord lied, almost too easily.

Tom just nodded, scared to break the lie Edd and Matt were clearly believing. "Yep, we won't be gone long"

"Wait a moment. Did you just say "Dads" not "Dad"? Do you have more than one dad Tord?" Edd asked, as he stood up, plaiting the bacon.

"Uhh.. Yeah, I was kinda adopted." Tord said awkwardly, laughing nervously.

"Oh okay, I don't give a damn." Edd turned and passed Tord a plate, he began to eat quickly. Edd turned and passed Matt and then Tom a plate. Only after everyone else had some back did Edd finally begin to eat his own.

When Tom had finished eating he stood and headed to he and Tord's bedroom. When he entered he scanned the room to locate his blue hoodie. When he found it he headed over and pulled it on, noticing it smelt like Tord. "Did he wear my hoodie?" Tom mumbled to himself. "Surely my hoodies are too small?" Tom shook his head, deciding not to question Tord's behaviour.

"Yeah, your hoodies are too small for me." Tom turned quickly seeing a bored looking Tord leaning on the doorframe an unlit cigar held loosely in one hand. "Well we best be off to your doctors appointment. By the way, you cannot tell anyone the location. Got it?" Tord sounded serious.

Tom nodded. "I won't. Where are we going anyway?" He walked over to Tord and the two men walked downstairs, before they left they slipped on their respective shoes.

Tord looked over his shoulder, seeing Edd and Matt talking to each other. "The Red Base, the London base of the Red Army. My army." Tord's voice was serious.

"Forgot about your army." Tom admitted.

Tord chucked and held open the passenger side door of his old red car. Tom got in and Tord closed the door, walking to the drivers side he got in and started the car after being nagged to put his seatbelt on. "What're we going to do if you are pregnant, how are we going to tell Edd and Matt?" Tord asked, not taking his eye off the road.