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i love this hcs sm aaaah 😭

₊⊹ HIGHSCHOOL SWEETHEARTS 𓏲 ๋࣭  ࣪ ˖

⋆˚ 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ EDDSWORLD WITH A HYPER FEMININE S/O

ᯓ★ Pst! Cherry says: YIPPEE, EDDSWORLD CONTENT! i've been hyper fixating on eddsworld lately so decided to work on some hcs about them for the fandom, eat up children!! and also... I'm FREE!!! i finally solved what i had to solve so i have more time now, reader is gn :) THERE'S NO TORD IN THIS.

✧₊⁺ Type: Headcanons, Romantic/platonic(?), Fluff.

꩜.ᐟ Music: Highschool sweethearts

𓏲 ๋࣭  ࣪ ˖ EDD

۶ৎ He thinks you're adorable, really! the first time he met you, you were wearing a white soft dress that had black details on the garment neckline along with black heels and white socks, your hair was tied up on a ponytail with a big white scrunchie that had a bow attached to it and Edd was fond of the style the moment he saw you.

۶ৎ Edd is very chill about it, he doesn't care about how you dress and how much you use makeup and bows, as long as you're happy, he's happy!

۶ৎ The only thing he's not really happy with is the shopping sprees you drag him into, don't get him wrong, he's happy that you know your style but, shopping for it almost every week and dragging him along with it kinda bugs him out because you always make him carry the hundreds of bags.

۶ৎ Edd tried to voice his annoyance to you many times, but everytime he sees the happy look on your face, he just sorta sucks it up and be your bag holder for the rest of the shopping spree, Edd has a weak spot for your smile.

۶ৎ And of course you use that weak spot to your advantage when you ask him if you could do your makeup, he may try to play tough and reject it at first but like i said, just use his weak spot that he'll eventually give in.

۶ৎ Edd doesn't really do skincare but wouldn't mind doing it, i think he would be chill about it honestly.

۶ৎ Everytime he's going to gift you, 50% of the chances is that he's giving you dress or heels, the other 50% is either makeup or accessories, because he's that supportive of your style. 🫶🏼 (and he doesn't really know what else to gift you)

۶ৎ Edd thinks this style of clothing really fits you, you look very delicate and pretty with it, so expect him to compliment every time you put together a new outfit.

۶ৎ If someone judges you for the way you dress, he would defend you but wouldn't try to make a scene, it would be more in a chill way, saying things like "hey man, that's not cool" and etc, if the person still try to be rude Edd would just distance you both from them.

۶ৎ overall very chill but supportive :)

꩜.ᐟ MATT

۶ৎ You guys are twinning.

۶ৎ Matt is not a hyper feminine person like you, but he is quite the feminine guy, so he may borrow a shirt or a bow from time to time, just don't forget to ask for him to give it back. (or he may legit steal it from you 👀)

۶ৎ When he first saw you, he was in the mall with Matilda and oh boy when he set his eyes on you, he gave one of those dramatic loud gasps that you could hear it from across the mall, like Matt chill it's just a person wearing a pink shirt from your favorite brand.

۶ৎ He wouldn't really wear makeup but if you ask to do his makeup Matt will gladly accept it!! if you do something more pinkish he'll adore it!! i like to hc that one of his main favorite colors out of the many he has is pink, so he'll be really satisfied with it.

۶ৎ He'll gladly go on shopping sprees with you, you two would be full of shopping bags in under 2 hours, you guys would be walking with a whole new wardrobe in your arms.

۶ৎ Selfies, LOTS of manicure and/or pedicure selfies, skincare nights EVERY NIGHT, you guys would have a whole new album of photos!! 99% of these photos are written "Besties 4ever" or something between these lines in them.

۶ৎ This man is like your fucking soulmate, if you offer him to wear a skirt he would honestly.

۶ৎ Just a silly duo.

⋆.˚ TOM

۶ৎ He has a love hate relationship with it, same reasons as Edd its just hes more passive-aggressive with it.

۶ৎ not that he really cares what you wear, its just the way you drag people in it that kinda pisses him off but, he tries his best to be supportive of it.

۶ৎ Everytime you guys are one of your hundreds of shopping sprees and you make him carry something, he'll grumble under his breath and begrudgingly take one of the bags for you, because, well, its you.

۶ৎ If you ask him to let you do his makeup, he'll instantly say no, like stop asking and scram off.

۶ৎ But if you really insist on it, like really annoy him about it, he'll eventually give in out of irritation, only to regret it moments later when he sees the "pink mess" (in his words) you did on his face.

۶ৎ Man walked out of your room looking like a drag queen.

۶ৎ Tom is also the type of man to not do skincare but wouldn't mind doing it, so if you offer him to do it for him, he'll accept it and thank you for taking care of him. (cutie)

۶ৎ Sometimes he doesn't understand why you wear so much pink, honestly, but he isn't the best one to complain anyways, since he (like the others) mainly wears one color.

۶ৎ Grumpy cat.

[sintiancat]

this is so cute omg

HELLO!! I just wanted to say that I am absolutely IN LOVE with your works!!! 😭😭😭 its hard to even find EW fanfics nowadays and your fics have such high quality it’s like finding shiny, luxurious beautiful diamonds.

I genuinely love how you depict all of the characters so much I don’t think any other resonates with me as much as yours does, most Especially Tord. My god, you write him so well, his midly uncanny strange-esq demeanor and off-putting nature fits Perfectly with his character being a child solider and all, being subjected to the horrors of survival, war and being so close to death at such a young age growing up Would absolutely make him a little abnormal, like there’s something definitively wrong with him in that twisted mind of his. I love that truly.

I’ve been mega binging your works to read for fun and I love them so much— but most especially the Hybrid series I love SOOOO MUCHHHHH AGHHHH and I wanted to ask of you were going to continue it in any forms??? 🥹🥹🥹 like hcs, more drabbles, imagines or literally Anything frfr I beg of you 😭😭🙏 I love the wolfdog boys so much hicccc…

I ALSO SAW THAT YOU WERE ASKING IF WE WANTED REVERSE AU! WHERE READER IS THE HYBRID INSTEAD AND YES ABSOLUTELY I would love to see how the gang handles her and whatnot if you’d like to make that still whehehe, anything you want really!! 😭 thank you so much for your hard work and thank you even more if you manage to write these requests 💖💖💖🥹

USUEUSSJDJ YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH THIS MEANS TO ME WAAAAH!! Sometimes I get a little insecure about my writing, so to hear all the sweet things you guys say always makes my entire day!! And hearing you say that about my Tord is literally one of the highest forms of praise I've ever received!! I'll probably make some more content of the Hybrid Boys as well, since I love this Hybrid AU a lot! But for now, here's a drabble of Hybrid Reader that I've been working on for a little bit!!! I hope you enjoy!! Mwah mwah!!

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Stray Bunny | Eddsworld x Reader

Warnings: Drunk Tom, Reader is a bunny hybrid because I love bunnies fight me, the boys are victim to the Hybrid Distribution System

Words: 1.4k

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You didn't know where to go. You didn't have anywhere to go. The rain was going to start falling soon.

Worst of all, you were stuck in your shifted form. A mixture of anxiety, paranoia, and hopelessness had caused you to shift by pure instinct, and you couldn't get yourself to calm down enough to go back.

So you just... run. Run down the sidewalk as the rain droplets begin to fall, dodging between pedestrians' legs. You didn't know where you were going, but you knew you had to go somewhere.

The harder the rain fell, the less people were on the streets. Rushing home and ducking into nearby shops to take shelter until the storm eased up. A few brave umbrella wielders kept walking, determined to finish their journey.

Every drop that splashed against your body soaked into your fur, weighing it down and making your running more difficult. You were passing a building when suddenly the door was thrown open aggressively, making you yelp and scramble to a stop.

You watched as a young man staggered out of the building. From the smell and the sounds and the brief peek you got through the door, it was a pub. The man was unsteady on his feet, you wouldn't be surprised if he was absolutely piss drunk right now.

Not wanting to get tangled in his feet, you stopped, stepping back to wait for him to pass. He whistled a tune, fishing a cigarette box out of his pocket and popping one in between his teeth -

-before stopping. And staring.

At you.

Surely he was piss drunk because instead of being disgusted or angry - or anything else you expected, really - he immediately dropped his unlit cigarette to the ground without a care in the world. He crouched in front of you, starting to coo and baby talk.

You were too confused to even process what he was saying - he was too drunk to know what he was saying, either.

Next thing you knew, you were being scooped up into his hands. He continued to coo and talk as he pressed his cheek against your fur.

The sound of car tires drew your attention. You peeked up in time to see car headlights pulling into the parking lot of the pub. At the sight, the man holding you tucked you safely into his hood. You made a sound, but he just giggled and shushed you.

You couldn't complain too much, though. It was warm, and dry.

"Tom, mate, you look like shit."

"And you, Matt, look like the queen."

"You've definitely had too many drinks. Get in the car."

Surprisingly, the drunk man - Tom, it seemed - took care not to smush you against the carseat. Slowly, your panic began to subside. The warmth of the AC and the gentle movements of the car driving down the road eventually lulled you to sleep.

--

You jolted awake when Tom began moving again. The car had stopped, apparently reaching its destination. You couldn't see anything but the dark blue fabric, so you weren't quite sure where you were.

Was this the safest choice you could've made? No. But, in your mind, it was better than the streets.

"Matt. How many bloody drinks did he have?"

"Don't ask me. He wasn't very conversational in the car."

"Fuckin' hell."

Tom's movements stopped for a moment. Then, he was falling. Well, you were both falling. You squeaked as you tumbled out of his hood, rolling onto the carpeted floor below. Whatever conversation had been going on above you stopped.

"Is that... a rabbit?"

You righted yourself, shaking your head to get your ears out of your face. It was a house that you were in, more specifically a living room. Tom was laying on his stomach on a couch. He must have drunkenly flopped down onto it, causing you to fall out of his hood.

Two more men were standing beside the couch. Staring at you in disbelief. You attempted to shrink in on yourself, trying to make yourself as small as possible.

"Edd, the poor thing is soaked. Look at how it's trembling. We can't get rid of it."

"I wasn't planning on it. Jesus, I'm not heartless."

The man named Edd crouched down next to you, gently picking you up in his hands. His fingers smoothed over your head, gently scratching at the base of your ear. Embarrassing as it was, you fucking melted.

"Of course Tom would get drunk and bring an animal home. I'm just glad it's not something rabid."

"I'll go get a towel to dry them off. The poor dear is probably freezing."

While the other man disappeared down a hall, the one holding you carried you over to the kitchen.

"I'm sure you're hungry. Rabbits like carrots, don't they? I don't know how realistic that portrayal is."

You couldn't help but huff at that. It was an annoying stereotype in your opinion - though you did enjoy the taste of carrots regardless.

"Rabbits are herbivores. They'll eat any kind of vegetable or plant you offer them."

Edd set you down on the counter as he opened the fridge.

"Nice of you to join the land of the living, Tord."

The newest addition to the room scared you the most. He was intimidating looking, muscular and mean. His cold eyes were fixed on you.

When he approached, you backed away slightly. Noticing this, he made sure to lift his hand slowly, extending a finger out to you. You watched his hand move cautiously. He slid his finger under your head, gently scratching your chin. To your horror, your back foot thumped against the counter.

You were going to die of embarrassment.

Tord's lips quirked up in a small, amused smile.

"Do I even want to know why there is a bunny in the kitchen?"

"Tom's drunk."

"Ah."

Matt eventually returned with a towel.

The three men absently chatted as Matt gently and thoroughly dried your soaked fur. You were completely relaxed in his hold. He even made sure to be especially careful drying your ears.

Yeah, there were definitely worse things than this.

In your relaxed state, you didn't quite account for just how much you had calmed down. Before you knew it, you had suddenly shifted back into your normal form.

The three men froze. You froze.

"....hi."

The longer the silence stretched out, the more fear built up inside of you. What if they were angry? What if they threw you out? What if they hurt you?

As possibilities ran through your head, tears started to well in your eyes.

"What the fuck."

The dam broke. Tears flooded down your cheeks, sobs catching in your throat.

The three men jumped into action. Matt drew you into his arms, holding you securely.

"Tord! Look what you did!"

"Me?? What did I do??"

"You scared the poor thing! I can feel her trembling."

"I feel like my response was very reasonable."

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One plate of carrots and ranch later, and your tears had been calmed. Having tired yourself out, you were lying comfortably in Edd's lap in an armchair. Matt and Tord were sitting on the couch. They had moved Tom to a makeshift bed on the floor where they could keep an eye on him until he was sober.

Edd's fingers ran through your hair, smoothing out any knots he found. Occasionally he would scratch at the base of your ears, making you hum happily.

Amongst your tears earlier, Matt had managed to coax your story out of you. Now, they were deciding what to do.

"She doesn't have a handler, Edd. We can't just turn her away."

"I know, Matt. I don't want to kick her out."

The two men looked at Tord expectantly.

"What?"

"No dissenting opinions?"

"Of course not. I'm not a fucking monster."

"What about Tom?"

Edd glanced down at the fourth man.

"He's forfeiting his vote."

With that, Edd gently cupped your cheeks and tilted your head up to look at him. Through the sleepy haze of your vision, you saw him give you a gentle smile.

"What's your vote, bunny? Do you wanna stay here with us?"

Did you? These were four men that you didn't know. Despite that, they had been kinder to you than anyone had been in a long time.

You didn't have to think long about your answer.

You nodded, slow and lazy as you fought against sleep.

Edd laughed softly, settling you back down.

"Get some sleep, love. You're alright now. We've got you.”

Taking those words to heart, you slept better than you had in months.

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Tord laughed, looking down at Edd and Matt from his giant robot.

‘’Hey, Edd! Thanks for holding onto this for me!’’ He shouts, smiling from ear to ear. ‘’I’ll have to go now though. The world’s not going to take over itself!’’

‘’But I thought we were… I thought we were friends!’’ Edd shouts, salty tears quickly leaving his eyes.

The old friend he’s known for so long and cherished with all his heart, betraying him.

Just like that.

Like it never meant something for him.

‘’HA! No? What would I need friends for when I’ve got this!’’ He cackles, but stops abruptly. His eyes widening as he remembered something important.

‘’Mh. But you know... there is something- no, someone I do need.’’ He says, his eyes darting around the neighborhood. ‘’I need her.’’ He mumbles, his eyes continuing to search desperately for her.

Edd and Matt look at each other, agitated and worried.

Some seconds pass by, and the silence only becomes louder.

Everyone seems to wait for something.

...

But nothing happens.

You don’t appear.

‘’CUT!’’ The director announces, promptly standing up from his seat. His hands rubbing his lower back, as he stretched.

‘’Ugh. Where’s the main love interest? She was supposed to enter scene as soon as he said that!’’ He frowns, reading the script one more time as he shouts your name.

You jolt, head turning abruptly at the mention of your name

You looked like a deer caught in headlights, and when you made eye contact with the director, you slowly left the pastry you were about to eat back with the rest of the food on set.

‘’What?’’ You frown, ‘’I’m not supposed to enter scene yet.’’ You huff, about to take the pastry again.

Except you can't.

You feel a hand rest on your shoulder, beckoning you to turn around as you hear someone say your name soon after. ‘’The script changed’’ Paul informs you, his thick eyebrows furrowing to show his confusion ‘’Edd was supposed to tell you this morning.’’

You tilt your head, ‘’He didn’t’’

‘’I did!’’ Edd says, approaching the two of you. ‘’When we were having breakfast, remember?’’

Your eyes squint as you recall the events of this morning. When Edd was eating the promotional cereal ‘’Eddsworld’’.

‘’I just remember you talking with your mouth full.’’ You blink, ‘’You should really stop doing that by the way, we can’t understand you and you know how annoyed Tom gets after.’’ Edd laughs, nodding.

‘’I know, I know.’’ He sighs, his lips parting to comment again. But instead, he only gasps.

‘’Where’s Tom?’’

Paul eyes widens, his cigar about to fall of as he wastes no time to run to the set. Edd rushing to do the same.

‘’Oh shit. Don’t tell me you guys left him inside the debris?!’’ You panic, following after the two to help your friend out of the destroyed house.

Matt and the director were already there, lifting the remains of the house to get Tom out.

Well, the director was the one lifting. Matt was panicking as he called Tom’s name horrified.

With more of the crew helping you quickly took him out, the man with spiky hair groaning in pain.

Matt and you sigh, a bit more relieved at the sight of Tom, who was at least still conscious enough to curse.

From the corner of your eye, you see how some crew members help Tord step off the giant robot, the Norwegian running towards Tom to make sure he wasn’t badly injured.

Tord lifts him up, seating him down so a crewmate could quickly aid him.

Tom tries not to wince as he feels the alcohol-soaked cotton ball touch his injury.

‘’I didn’t receive the signal,’’ He hisses, ‘’I stayed there for whole five minutes.’’

‘’There was not clear communication.’’ The director huffs, crossing his arms. ‘’Someone forgot to inform people about the change in script.’’

Edd looks away, whistling as he kicks a pebble.

‘’Why am I not surprised…’’ You hear someone mutter

Sighing, you crouch down at Tom’s level.

‘’Tom.’’

‘’Yeah?’’ He looks your way, his tired eyes making eye contact with you.

You have a tiny smile on your face, as you lean closer to him.

Your lips parting to whisper into his ear.

‘’Idiot. I fucking told you to accept the stunt double.’’ You pull his ear

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heres my two cents to the ew x reader community. i dont think ive ever seen an actor au in the fandom tbh

also hi tumblr how do u

[sintiancat]

''Red leader'' - drabble

(tord x reader), where these two reunite years after

You look up and down at Tord, staring in awe.

It’s been… what, a decade? Maybe even more, since you last saw him. You never expected him to be your new boss.

 Much less the red leader everyone talked about.

The right side of his face was covered by a large, red scar. Making you wonder when or how he got it. And if you could've helped him had you both stayed in contact.

His right eye was covered by an eyepatch. You look down, frowning when noticing the robotic arm. The one that was holding a cigar between two fingers.

Your eyes then swiftly go back to staring at his, and you gulp.

"You look... different.’’ You murmur, a bit awkwardly. ‘’Uh, did you get a new haircut?" You say, looking up at his hair that resembled horns. It was still the same as ten years ago.

You’re not sure how to describe the look on his face, as he takes his time to puff on the cigar.

"(Y/N), I lost an arm." He finally says. And you blush, looking away.

"I know. The hair cut thing was a farce.’’ You sigh, look at him again with a frown.

‘’I just didn't want to be rude, you know? But since you brought it up… what the hell happened to you?"

He laughs, shaking his head. ‘’You haven’t changed at all’’ He throws his cigar to the floor, stepping on it. ‘’A lot has happened since we last saw. So! How about we catch up on life, elsklingen min?’’ He says, leaning closer to you and putting his arm around your shoulder, walking with you.

‘’elskilnge what?’’ You look up at him, tilting your head, ‘’You know I don’t know Norwegian, Tord.’’

(elsklingen min: my love)

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Surf & Turf Wars (x reader)

(A/N: In this story 'the end' didn't happen, hence tord being here. also this is just a silly story i wrote based on one of the eddisodes as you can see!! since i can't find a lot of eddsworld + reader </3. might make a pt2)

(f/d): favorite drink

It was the middle of summer, and the house felt like it was on fire.

You were sitting (slouching) on the right side of the sofa, with Tord and the rest sitting at your left as they, absentmindedly, watched television.

 It really didn’t help that the couch wasn’t that big. It made everyone even more sweaty as you all were hunched together. You grimaced at this, starting to wave more the hand fan you had, to try and give yourself some air.

The five of you were sweating a lot. Sighing, your gaze averted to the right, eyes landing on the grey cat who occupied all the fan to herself. Purring as she rolled on her belly.

‘’Good for you, girl… Good for you.’’,  you mumble with a frown, your wrist feeling numb from all the fanning.

‘’Ugh, it’s so hot.‘’ Tom complains, wiping some sweat out of his face.

Tord groans, nodding slightly. For once, he seemed to agree with Tom on that one.

‘’You’re so hot.’’ Edd spats out, his eyes then opening wide, realizing what he’s said. ‘’Oh. Wait, no. You… suck?.’’ He mumbles, more sweat coming out of his forehead from how hot the house and everything was. ‘’Wait, what did ya say?’’ He eyes Tom, as he quirks a brow.

‘’I don’t remember! It's too hot.’’ He says again, melting more on the sofa.

‘’You’re too hot’’. Edd smiles proudly at the ‘new comeback’ he made, looking back at the TV.

The interaction made you smile. Amused, you glance at Tord, whispering.

‘’Does that count as flirting?’’ You chuckle, finding the situation funny.

‘’Mmh? What'd you say?’’ Tord blinks, getting out of his daze as he registers your words. ‘’Does what count as flirting?’’. You shake your head, muttering a never mind as you look at the Cola commercial that was presented, becoming quickly distracted to even notice Tord stealing your hand fan, a tiny smile of mischief on his face as he starts fanning himself. Relaxing more onto the furniture.

You then hear the window opening, and lean forward to see Matt sighing pleased, ‘’Ah, much better!’’ He says as a breeze passes past him, his hair catching on fire. You shrug as he seems to not notice, your attention going back to the commercial

‘’Are you so hot you’re melting into your sofa? Then you need the ice-cold drink in your mouth! Survive the heat with Cola. Cool Cola.’’ Edd perks up, lifting himself up from the sofa and smiling.

‘’Are you guys thinking what I’m thinking?’’ He asks all of you, excitement obvious on his tone. You hum, thinking of drinking a nice, iced beverage.

The guys, however, seemed to think all of different stuff.

‘’I hope so.’’ Tom then says, smiling.

‘’Let’s go to the beach!’’ ‘’Coconut bra!’’

‘’Iced (f/d)!’’

You snort, a bit confused as how Matt seemed to get his hands on a coconut bra, while Tord stared at it.

‘’Finally! That five-hour drive was worth it.’’ You say, stretching yourself as you all get out of the car. ‘’Definitely.’’ Tom mumbles, looking at you up and down, mesmerized by the outfit you chose to wear to the beach. When you look up at him, his eyes widen and he quickly looks away, coughing and putting a fist near his face to hide his blush.

‘’Sun on a beach!’’ Edd throws out a pun, his mouth agape. ‘’It’s… beautiful’’ He takes his sunglasses off to look around the beach, a cute smile tugging at his lips, his eyes closing as he feels the cool air on his face.

‘’How are you holding up, Matt?’’ Tord turns around to search for the mentioned. Now that you were all sitting on the inflatable sofa with your towels placed, only he was missing.

‘’Oh, don’t mind me! Just taking precautions.’’ He says, as he grabs a huge, family-sized bottle of sunscreen, bathing himself on it. The guys stare in disgust at how all the sun screen covers him, meanwhile you stare in disbelief as he wastes all the sunscreen you bought for everyone on himself. The sunscreen quickly vanishes, his skin absorbing it.

‘’Matt, dear. That- was supposed to last for all year.‘’ You say, body trembling slightly. But the ginger doesn’t seem to hear you, as he puts an umbrella hat on, walking as he knocks people over with the hat. ‘’All that sunscreen, my money, gone just like that huh.’’ You sit back on the inflatable couch, looking down with wide eyes as you stare at your sandals.

Tord pats your hair, shrugging. ‘’Meh, it’s not like the rest of us need or even use the sunscreen.’’

You roll your eyes at this. That was exactly the problem. The last time you all went to the beach, Edd and Tom kept whining to you like little kids all next week ‘cuz of their burning skin. Tord tried to play it cool, but it was so obvious he was suffering too, you remember how his skin was peeling off the days after. Yikes. The only one who was fine was Matt, as he always uses sunscreen.

‘’Suuure.’’ You say sarcastically, but finally deciding to let them be as you put your sunglasses on and get into a comfortable position.  ‘’Just don’t come whining to me when I’m right.’’ Tord holds back a smile, waving you off.

‘’Ah, don’t you just love the beach?’’ Matt says now sitting with the rest of you, a controller in his hands as he plays a video game base on the beach. (Ironic) He then blends a banana, throwing the peel away. Edd, who was beside him scoffs.

‘’Hey, don’t litter!’’ He reproaches Matt, his head turning back as he hears a man slipping on the banana skin. ‘’Ahhh yes, not a care in the world.’’ Matt relaxes as he continues playing, his gameplay not lasting long as it suddenly turns off.

You tilt your head. ‘’What happened?’’ You ask, seeing Matt throw the controller to the ground as he pouts. ‘’It turned off! How could this happen?!’’ He crosses his arms pouting, making you giggle at his dramatic reaction.

‘’There’s a lot of other things to enjoy!’’ Edd says, suddenly with a can of soda in hand. Tom nods, agreeing. ‘’For me, it’s the cool, refreshing sea breeze’’ He says as he moves his right hand in a breeze motion. You turn your head as you hear footsteps approaching, it was a worker with a refreshing beverage. ‘’Sir, your sea breeze’’. He says, giving the drink to Tom.

Tom then starts drinking the sea breeze, and you can’t help but stare at it, crearly thirsty. The taller one notices this, and stops drinking to offer it to you, leaning closer. ‘’Hey. Want some?’’ He offers it to you so casually, that you don’t notice the faint blush on his cheeks.

You smile a bit flustered, but nod nonetheless as you start drinking from one of the many straws the drink had.

Tord huffs, crossing his arms as he sees you two interact. Suddenly, an idea pops onto his head. Whistling, he looks away and waits for Tom to take a sip of the drink, to then slap his head from behind the couch, making him spill the drink.

‘’Ugh. Why, you…!’’  Tom quickly hands you what what’s left of the drink, to then pull Tord by his red t-shirt. You deadpan, ignoring the two of them fighting and Edd telling them to knock it off. As you take in the ‘Sea breeze’, you look to your right, noticing someone was missing.

‘’Hey, where did Matt go?’’ You ask to no one in particular, making the guys pause a second to process what you said. Some seconds in silence passing, to then go back to fighting as if nothing.

'Ah, why do I even bother'. You think, sipping on the iced drink.

‘’Hey, beach buds!’’ A man with glasses and a clipboard approaches your group, ‘’Surfing hard or hardly surfing! Am I right or am I right?

This makes the guys halt in their tracks, as they stare at him in silent.

‘’… Cool, cool. Are any of you signed for the fun-petition?’’ He asks with an annoying, but cheery tone.  The norwegian quirks a brow ‘’Huh? That’s not a word.’’

‘’Well I never claimed-‘’ ‘’You suck’’

‘’He’s right, that’s not a word. You do suck!’’ Edd points out

The guy was about to respond, but was pushed to the ground by a taller dude. ‘’Out of the way!’’ The blonde dude says, lading on top of the poor guy and then laughing as he’s about to go away. Edd frowns, and approaches the guy.

‘’ You can’t walk over people like that, man. Not cool.’’ Your friend says, and you decide to ignore the fact that he was standing on top of the clipboard guy, who was still knocked out cold. ‘’So what. What’cha gonna do about it, huh?’’ He mocks Edd, his two other friends laughing with him.

‘’Us against you. The fun-petition.’’ ‘’The losers don’t get to come back to the beach.’’ Tord says with his arms crossed, pointing at the sign that confirmed it. He was now standing at Edd’s side, Tom doing the same.

‘’Deal. And we get your girl.’’ The dude says, making you spill the drink and cough. ‘’What?’’ You stand up, shocked. Edd quickly gets you behind him, staring dead in the eye at the dude. ‘’No.’’ The man scoffs, rolling his eyes ‘’Not her! Her.’’

‘’Coconut bra!’’ Tom exclaims, wearing a coconut bra.

‘’Oh.’’ ‘’Deal.’’

You’re not sure if be offended or glad at what just happened, ‘’What…’’

I still wonder where Matt went to though. Huh.

‘’Let’s start the fun-petition, then!’’

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''Okay! Uhm.'' You look at the clipboard in your hands, unsure on how you ended up being the judge for this competition.

‘’So, the first event is the…sand eating contest.’’ You announce, trying to hide your confusion for this weird start. Shouldn't the event be something like who makes the best sandle castle instead?

Your thoughts go away as soon as you hear eating sounds and sand. Quickly looking up from the paper, you find Tom bending over as he grabs fistfuls of sand and stuffs them into his mouth.

You gasp, now even more worried about this. Checking the clipboard again, you realize the paper was stuck together. ‘’Dude, wait! The first event is the watermelon eating contest!’’ Tom spits out sand, looking at you with widened white eyes.

‘’The what?!’’He says, and you look over to a table, Tom doing the same. There were the watermelons, with Tord on one side as he smiled ‘innocently’ at Tom. Edd waving at him with an actual genuine smile.

‘’Sorry Tom, paper was stuck together- let’s start now.’’ you apologize, cheeks red from embarrassment.