Tom sat on the couch, an unopened bottle of Smirnoff in his hand. As he was getting ready to open it, he heard a strange sound, kind of like buzzing. "The hell is that?"

There was pounding footsteps and a blur of red. Tord lunged at Tom, tackling him to the floor and pinning him down. The bottle of Smirnoff didn't break, thankfully, but it rolled away.

"mOTHERFUCKER!" Tom screeched, squirming under Tord.

Tord had a red kazoo in his mouth. He made random noises with it, mostly in Tom's face.

"Bitch- get the hell off me!" Tom screamed.

Giggling, Tord continued doing what he was doing. He quit being so loud with the kazoo, instead, making ~seductive~ noises somehow.

Tom's face was now burning with a red blush as he glared at Tord in disgust. "You're fucking nasty!" He shoved Tord off of him.

The Norwegian spit out the kazoo and whined loudly. "EDD! TOM'S BEING MEAN AGAIN!"

"What!?" Tom slapped his hand over Tord's mouth. "IGNORE HIM, EDD!"

Being the idiots they were, they didn't know Edd wasn't even home.

"Gimme a kiss." Tord moved Tom's hand away from his mouth.

"Are you insane!?"

"Gimme a kiss!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

"No!"

"FUCK ME IN THE ASS, DADDY!" Tord blurted out. He picked up the kazoo and sped to his room, screaming, "GOTTA GO FAST!"

Tom stared after him, a confused look on his blushing face.