The Red Leader

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    (Nah, it's fine.)
    Tord smiled into the kiss. However, both of them needed air and Tord let go of Edd. He watched how flustered Edd had become and how his eyelashes fluttered.

    Tord leaned in for another kiss. It was much shorter than the last one though. His mouth still close to the other man's face, Tord said, "I know."

    Edd's face lit up red.Guilt rushed through his body.Tord,the man who wanted to take over the world. Or Tord, the man who loved him. Edd was conflicted, and he hoped it didn't show on his face.

    Tord stepped back from Edd, seeing his face. He smirled, knowing how much Edd loved him and hoped that that would overcome his thoughts of rebellion. Changing the subject, he said. "I keep saying you can come with me and we barely moved from where we began."

    Edd laughed a little, hand going to the back of his head,"Yeah...."
    Then he pouted, "That's just because YOU kissed me,'
    He crossed his arms over his chest as a goofy smile slowly spread. He remembered when both of them would be silly and make funny jokes and blame certain things on the other.

    "J guess I have to control myself until we get to the exotic cola." Tord stated. He then winked over at Edd.

    Edd blushed even more. Tord was flirty, yes he always was, but whenever he flirted at him, Edd would just melt.
    "Same things just never changr, do they?"

    "That is what I have been trying to tell you," Tord said with a laugh. "Now just follow me."
    (Is it bad that I can imagine the song 'Trust Me' with this?)

    (Same!!!!)
    Edd smiled,"Ok,"
    He followed Tord through hallways that were twisted. The steam was mire bearable now.
    .: Something for Tom:.
    Tom groaned. He knew what Tord was going to do. Not to him;but to Edd. He just hoped Edd saw through that bastard's lies. But he knew the kind-hearted brunet wouldn't. He would fall for him again.

    The door to his cell slid open. A plate of sloppy food was thrown in before the door was slammed shut. A slimy piece of meat and stale bread was what Tom's life came to.

    Tom groaned even more; mumbling profanity to himself. Where was Matt? How is Edd doing? Questions ran around in his mind when he glared at the meat. At least they weren't starving him.
    The man who originally gave him food came back and said,"Sorry wrong prisoner,"

    Okay, now Tom's life couldn't even be compared to a slimy piece of meat. He had noting but questions that he was certain would never be answered. At least as long as remained in this damn cell.

    It seemed to be secure, but years of living with Matt and Edd taught Tom that even the most secure things can be broken into. Or out of.

    Tom began with wiggling the lock, just in casr it was loose. It wasn't. Maybe if? No. That was only if all else failed. He shoved his hand in his pocket, did he have a pen?

    He didn't. Even if he checked his pockets a couple more times he still remained empty handed. He did realize how pointless this was but he let doing it.

    Well, he had to develop a new escape plan because clearly picking the lock was not going to work. At least with a nonexistent pen.