Tom was woken up by the sound of Tord's phone ringing. Tom sat up, cursing the twins for how they were resting and causing cramps. He turned his head and shook Tord awake.

"Huh? Wha? Tom? What is it?" The poor Norwegian male sounded confused and half asleep. As he rubbed one eye and sat up he yawned.

"Your phone is going off." Tom said as he got awkwardly from the bed and kind of staggered from the room,one arm resting on the defined bump where two children curled.

Tord sighed and picked up the phone. "Hallo pappa." Tord yawned again. "Hva vil du ha?"

"To see when we could possibly meet the person you are starting a family with." The voice on the other side of the phone responded.

"Whenever. It doesn't matter. I think he's pissy today though." Tord sighed.

"Is he trans then?" Asked the person who was apparently Tord's dad.

"No. Remember those experiments I did on this one roommate... It's him... And before you say anything remember that I am a grown ass man who will soon have two children and possibly a husband in a few years." Towards the end of what he was saying Tord sounded defensive.

"You really went and fucked him of all people? Of all the people you could have entered a relationship with you chose him!?" The person sounded outraged. "You may be a grown man and my boss, but you are still my son! I'm worried about you."

"Look. Do you want to meet him or not?" Tord sounded bored.

There was some talking on the other line then a response came. "Sure, what's the address?"

Tord sighed and gave the address before confirming a time and hanging up. He put his phone down and made the bed, throwing one of Tom's socks to somewhere in the room.

Tord smiled, looking at the two cots at the end of the bed, one a pastel yellow the other a pastel purple. In the yellow there was a purple bear and in the purple cot there was a yellow bear. Written in white on each bear's foot was one of the twins name. On the purple one was Leaf Samiel Lund and on the yellow was Inger Asta Lund. He was proud of the bears, they had been his idea. He sighed, hoping that his father's approved of Tom, not that they had any say in his relationship, just he was scared of being disowned.

He turned to see Tom walk back in, a cup of coffee held in one hand. He smiled slightly at Tord as he walked over and passed the coffee to him. "Hey Tord, what was that call?" Tom tilted his head as he asked the question.

Tord drank some of the coffee "Just my dad calling to say he's coming at about one today."

"What one?" Tom sounded bored, but was also half expecting that one of the twins would have to say this exact thing at some point.

"Pat. Though both are coming. I hope." Tord rubbed the back of his neck before drinking some more.

"Ah. Well we should tell Edd and Matt, they have two hours to get ready to meet your dads." Tom smiled and kissed Tord's cheek before he stood up, awkwardly, and began to get dressed.

"Alright." Tord finished the coffee and put the cup on the bedside table. He smiled at Tom, who was awkwardly pulling a t-shirt over his head. "Thank you for the coffee Tom." He stood and began to dress too.

"It's okay." Tom smiled as he located his hoodie and pulled it on.

Tom walked over to the bed and sat down, watching Tord dress. As he sat there he began to think of a way to prank the other. He was bored and part of him wanted to relive the odd joy that flooded through him during Tord and his less serious fights and occasional prank war. An idea came to him as he sat there. He knew he had kept what he needed and he would still be able to. Tom smiled slightly.

Tord turned, frowning. "Have you seen my eyepatch Tom?" He asked. Covering the hole with one hand, he rarely wore it about the house unless asked to by Edd or Matt.

"No, but I think Matt has one somewhere. Or there's the first aid kit, when you returned with a fucking hole in your skull, where your eye was, Edd got loads more." Tom answered.

Tord continued to search. "No not the white one. The black one with the red thread, the work one."

"Oh! I put that in your top drawer. Ringo kept trying to play with it. Why do you want it?" Tom tilted his head. Tord never wore that one unless he needed to go to his army, that was rare now, apparently Paul and Pat could see it not die while he "looked after his family" or some other reason.

"Damn cat." Tord muttered opening the drawer and finding it. "Its my best one and I am not wearing some cheep shit today. I just can't be assed." Tord began to fumble to tie it.

Tom stood up and headed over with a sigh. "Turn around. I'll do it for you." He tapped one foot.

"Thank you Tommy." Tord cooed as he turned, causing Tom to blush.

"It is just because I don't want you looking like an utter dick." Tom rolled his eyes as he tied Tord's eyepatch into an easy to undo knot.

"Aw. You care about me." Tord teased, turning and placing his real hand on Tom's face.

"No I ju-" Tom was silenced by Tord kissing him, the Norwegian man's metal hand wrapping about Tom's waist. Tom wrapped his arms around Tord's neck.

"You were saying?~" Tord teased.

"I just don't want you to be in a pissy huff." Tom stood there gazing into Tord's silver eyes.

They fell into silence as the gazed into each other's eyes, lost in the love that was shared between them. It was Tord who broke the silence. "Faen. You're so handsome Tom." The words were hardly a whisper, but it was completely clear and perfectly loud for the atmosphere.

Tom smiled at Tord and pushed him away. "Are we going to tell Edd and Matt what is happening today or are you going to keep looking at me as if one of us is about to die?"

Tord laughed. "As much as I like looking at you we should tell them.. I guess..."

The two men headed downstairs and into the living room. There sat Edd and Matt. They were watching TV in their pajamas. Edd dressed in some green trousers and his typical "Smeg head" shirt. Matt was dressed in a black t-shirt with "I <3 Matt" on it and some slightly too short white trousers covered with yellow ducks. Edd had one arm draped over Matt's shoulders. They both looked happy. Tom was the first to break the silence. "Commie has news." That was all he said before flopping into his armchair.

Edd and Matt turned to look at Tord, Edd lifting one eyebrow to show he was listening. "In two hours my parents are coming. Trust me I don't want it, but they insisted. They want to meet Tom. So, don't be stupid. Any of you." Tord looked at them before he too took a seat.

"Okay, so we have an hour and a half to do nothing, then half an hour to get ready?" Edd asked, a slight smirk on his face. He had only said it to be an ass.

"No! Please, I just want to make a good impression on them. They're already not best pleased about the relationship as it is. Don't fuck this up for me, or I'll cut of your dicks and feed them to some dogs." Tord glared at them, though the threat lost significant amounts of threat when Tom burst out laughing. "Tom! Why are you laughing at me!?" Tord folded his arms. He pouted.

"You're being so angry but it's just parents? You're getting all angry and trying to threaten us like members of your army dispite the fact that we are just your roommates. We don't work for you and aren't scared of you." Tom stared at Tord with a sigh. "We aren't some brats who you pay to bow down to you and go by every whim. Don't talk to us like that." Tom folded his arms. Hurt echoed in his voice.

Tord looked down, as if he was realising what he had said and how it had hurt his friends. "Sorry..." He ran one hand awkwardly through his hair, relishing in the small comfort that the anxious tic gave him. One downside to it was that it messed up his caramel hair. He fixed the horns quickly.

"Its fine Tord. I was pushing my luck. I'll get a start on some breakfast then Matt and I can go get dressed." Edd smiled at Tord

Tord nodded, still looking ashamed. Edd stood up and walked from the room.

Small timeskip

Tord, Edd and Matt were sat on the sofa, waiting for Tom to appear from somewhere in the house and for Tord's fathers to arrive. The was a knock on the front door and Tord walked over, getting pulled into a hug. Tord was shocked and pulled away from the taller man. In front of him were two men. One had powerful eyebrows. The sort of eyebrows that would make a teenage girl from 2017 livid with rage and envy. The sort of eyebrows that would make a grown man cry. They were stunning eyebrows. The other man looked somewhat like an overgrown chicken. He had sharp features and beady eyes that appeared to be figuring out the easiest way to get out of a situation.

"Well you look like shit." The man with the fabulous eyebrows said.

"You try having to listen to your partner bitch about the fact that he can't drink or that he's pregnant with twins he never wanted." Tord folded his arms. "Nah. All's going well, I just got woken up by a fucking phonecall just to be told that I have two hours to make sure nothing goes wrong." Tord laughed.

"Well I am very sorry that we called at eleven and not four in the afternoon." The chicken looking man's tone dripped with sarcasm.

"Shut up Pat, we know he's a lazy ass." The far friendlier looking man scolded the other, Pat.

"Sometimes I question why I married you Pau." Pat stared at Pau, the man who was also apparently his husband.

"It's because you love me." Pau teased.

"Gross!" Tord interrupted, pretending to gag. "Just get inside." He turned and let the two men in.

Stood behind his chair was Tom. He was in a dress. The white sleeves ended in black frills. It looked like a maid dress from a crappy anime, it even had the lace headpiece. "Welcome back Tord. I am maid to assist you." Tom laughed at his own bad joke.

Tord turned bright red, the shade of his blush attempting to rival his hoodie in shade. "T-Tom! Go change, that's hardly appropriate."

Tom laughed, a rich warm laugh, not his typical slight sound of amusement or the mocking sound. "How about no?"

Tord glared at him. "Tom. Go change, what were you thinking?" One of the red socked feet began to tap.

"Well. I was thinking that this would be funny and I am correct." Tom smiled at Tord and stepped out from behind the chair, the skirt came down to just above the knee. The dress looked just a little too tight about the area that the twins nestled.

"It was not funny and go change." Tord turned away from Tom, his face dusted with blush. Tom laughed and walked away. "Sorry about that. No clue what got into him." Tord apologised to his parents.

"Well we all know that you got into him." Pau teased Tord, punching him lightly.

"Shut up! Well Pau, Pat, these are Edd and Matt, also known as cola and narcissist." Tord introduced the men to each other. They all sat there for a while, just talking before Tom came down, dressed in appropriate clothing of his hoodie and some pajama bottoms.

The five men sat there talking for an hour or so, laughing and joking, Ringo greeted everyone in the house in the way that said "I own this house and this is my party." Her grey tabby for was pet backwards and forwards and she boomed with purrs. By the time Pau and Pat had left the four men were exhausted. Tom lay against Tord taking up the sofa while Edd and Matt sat on the floor together, holding each other in a loving gesture.

Tord looked down at the two tall Brits. "So, when are you two getting together?" His voice was teasing.

"Tord, Matt and I have been in a loving relationship since before you returned. We just never told you because it wasn't important." Edd shrugged.

"You never told me! Your good friend Tord!? How rude!" Tord laughed. Tord's laugh caused Tom to start to laugh, then Edd joined, then Matt. They only stopped when their ribs ached and their faces hurt.

A/N: hey guys, sorry this chapter took so damn long, I honestly have no real reason, but the next update might be a little while as I'm doing exams for school right now, and even though it's a long way off I have my GCSES and collage applications to do, so updates may be slower because my life is falling apart and I can still only think of little things for when the kids are born. Well hope you have a good day/night and enjoyed this chapter -Alex