{Possibly In Michigan}
[Cecilia Conduit]

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{Y/N'S POV}

I was in the car with Tom. On the drive back home. Tom was planning on sneaking out and going god-knows-where. I had confronted him before he left out...of course he didn't tell me where he was going. I told him I was coming with. He rejected at first but after a while of convincing him. He finally agreed. I didn't want him to be alone so late at night... especially with the zombies. I still had no idea where he even went.

He just parked in the woods and told me to stay put. When I even tried to go with him he fuckin growled at me... showing sharp teeth? That was new... first I find out he can SPEAK this whole time...but now he- y'know what forget it.

He finally came back after like 15 minutes I think. He seemed pissed. Like he... didn't get what he came for? I was sure. I didn't want to piss him off more so I just sat quietly. Hopefully the others were still asleep. I had woke up a while ago just to change out of my blood stained clothes.

Finally, we arrived. Tom getting out of the car and me following behind his tail. He slammed the door carelessly and unlocked the door with the house key. Baring his teeth in frustration. Damn...he really was pissed. We walked inside and right as I switch the light switch on. The yelling of a VERY pissed off Norwegian can be heard behind us.

"YOU. FUCKIN. FUCKS!"

Seriously...is fuck the only swear word he knows? Somebody get this dude a dictionary please. I don't think he's aware the other curse words work too. Me and Tom both get grabbed by him. He seemed panicked and scared...The hell happened to him?

"WHERE IN THE SHIT HAVE YOU TWO BEEN!??"

Ah...that's why. Aw, he worries about us...I think? Or he just didn't want to be alone with Edd...I'm going with the second option he doesn't really seem fond of Tom. I mean I get along with everyone but after the whole crazy situation with me...I think he's having second thoughts about me being... "Normal."

"YOU THINK YOU CAN LEAVE ME ALONE HERE? ALL ON MY OWN! WITH SOME FUCKIN CRAZY GUY!!" He picked up Tom gripping the under part of his arms.... fuckin called it though. Tom just stares at him. Not really caring all that much. As well as not answering.

"Tord, let go of him, your tired." I tell him. Taking Tom out of his grasp and placing him down. Tom gripping onto my shirt slouching as he just shrugs at me. Tord sighs and backs up. His face was all sweaty and filled with panic. "Tord, you okay? Relax-" "Whatever! Whatever! It's fine... I'm just tired...that's all...you probably don't even know what that's like...weird nocturnal bullshit.."

Okay rude, are my eye bags that noticable- who TF am I kidding of course they are. Two hours of sleep does nothing once a week. I'm surprised I'm even still alive...I remember reading somewhere that if the human body doesn't get enough sleep the brain will start to eat itself. Which kinda makes me chuckle. It's funny how our own bodies are technically cannibalistic if it doesn't get fed the right nutrients and energy it needs...

That could be why everyone got changed? Maybe a spill happened? Toxic waste? Nuclear radioactive chemical substance type shit? Whatever it is, there's gotta be a way to reverse it. This isn't exactly how I planned to live the rest of my life...

I get knocked out of my thoughts when I began to hear Tords whining. "That's it! I'm officially giving the fuck up! At this point I might as well throw myself to the figurative wolves and the literal zombies. Cuz the odds are stacked against me...Aha! What else is new? I'm gonna either starving to death... Become somebody's dinner....or WORSE..... MY STINKING FREAK OF A ROOMMATE IS GOING TO STAB ME IN MY SLEEP AND I'M GOING TO WIND UP A TOPS AND BE ON A MIDDLE-AGED WOMAN'S TRUE CRIME PODCAST-"

I slapped him in the face.

He holds his red cheek with his hand. Looking at me with a shock expression. "Ya done? Are you okay? Do you need five minutes?" I ask him. Tom placing a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "Ahahaa... Yeah....or....I guess maybe...maybe not...?" He cracks a smile.

"Maybe it's fine... I can just ignore all of this.... I don't have to get involved...Y/N can protect me... I just have to wait until all of this is over and then I'll-"

*SMASH!!!*

We all turn our heads to the direction of the sound. Tord hiding behind me. Clinging onto my back. "THATS IT! I knew my friendship with you would come in useful same day! Onward brave solider!!" He pushed Tom in front the door. Running back behind me.

...This man is helpless...

"You don't have to check it out, Tom. I can go-" I walked to the door just for Tom to place his hand on my chest. Gently backing me up. Shaking his head, turning back to the door and opening it slowly. Me and Him look inside to see...Edd?.. with a shattered picture frame on the floor.

"...e..d..d..?.."

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{FANART!}

The third one is my personal favorite.

Thank you to Dreaming_Reatily for making theses amazing and talented master pieces! Y/N has never looked so good!

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