(Again you'll be 3 inches tall like GT!!!Also Ima add an oc, Tord's sis hope ya don't mind!)

It was a normal day for Tord ,except that he got a package saying

'Happy birthday Lil bro,my girlfriend told me this gift would be perfect!!

Hate,
Taty Larsson'

Tord sighed. It was his birthday,but he wasn't fond about celebrating ones birth. It's just a day where you inflict pain to your mother and probably nearly kill her!

Anyways,Tord had the package in his lap,starring at the thing with a confused look.

'What could be in it??' He thought,tearing it open with the blade of a box cutter.

He opened the flaps and saw nothing in it. He sighed,thinking it was a hoax till he caught movement in the corner of his eye.

A small figure was sat in a very dark corner on the box,trembling.

Tord thought Taty had given him another rat to torture for his amusement. Tord huffed and plucked it out of the box,but he didn't feel the fur of a rat or mouse,but cloth.

He then saw a small girl,(h/c) hair, (f/c) turtle neck, (black/white) leggings,and no shoes.

He couldn't see her eyes because of her hair,dangling in a manner to cover her eyes.

"H-Hello?" Tord's voice rang. He spoke in Norwegian,so the small girl didn't understand.

(This=Norwegian and This=English, k? K)

The girl raised her head slightly,finally seeing the face of her knew owner.

Red eye,pale skin, eye patch,and some slight scruff at the chin.

He was clearly European. Or Russian.

(Y/n) just trembled. She knew what happens to her kind.

They are sold off and used as slaves or snacks for the human race.

So she gulped down some saliva,feeling anxious for what he will do with her.

"Do you know what I'm saying?" Tord said,his voice slightly concerned.

She just trembled harder in his two robot fingers so he settled her on his flesh covered Palm." Do you speak English?" He asked,raising a brow.

The little girl nodded,gulping down a mouth full of spit.

Tord felt bad.

Why would his big sister give him a small innocent girl for his birthday? That's just sick.

"Listen,I'm na ganna hurt ya,'k? I don't know why my sister would do dis..." He said in his accent. (Y/n) slightly felt safer but knew she couldn't trust him. He could do anything! One wrong move and she'd be dead!! She then felt tears prick at her (e/c) orbs. She sniffed, holding her sides with opposite arms,trembling more than before.

Tord was shocked to see the girl crying,it Pained him deeply.

"AH! No please don't cry! I'm na ganna hurt you...far from it! Please...don't cry..." Tord lifted his pointer finger and gently wiped off (y/n)'s tears." Why are ya scared,I told ya I wasn't ganna hurt ya! And I keep my word!" Tord said.Well unless your Tom...He thought.

(Y/n) looked up at Tord,shaking when speaking." W-well m-my kind-kind are me-ment to b-be e-eaten o-or worse... A-a-and yo-your 'siste-sister' said I-I would b-be per-perfect for that..." She said in a raspy voice,from not talking in a long time.

"Well I'm not my sister! And I'm not ganna eat or kill you! I mean killing is my job-but I assure you I won't hurt you in any way,purposely..." Tord said putting down the girl.

(Y/n) sat down,looking down at the table beneath her.

"Look,I know it's scary being your size,but-" Tord raised his palm so it like a wall behind her,bringing her closer to the edge of the table,to his face." I Would never let anything hurt you.." He whispered.