I Never Told You What I Do -Frerard-

Gerard grinned and closed the drawer "Fine" another safe option, come on "Here, this was dropped off last week. Some kid whose dad beat him to death" he said, pulling open the childs drawer.

Frank tried to make his face look like one of sadness then interset but failed epically.

Gerard heard a car pull up and slammed the drawer shut "Shit, that's my dad, get outside and sit on the step" he said, pushing him out to the staircase "Stay there, I've been cleaning, ok?"

Frank did as he was told and threw himself down on a step. "Gerard, whose this?" his father called.

"Oh, just a friend from school" Gerard said, emerging with a mop in hand.

"You boys aren't allowed to play in the morge" his father said stiffly "Why don't you go upstairs? Or outside?" he suggested, taking th emop from Gerard and going into the morge.

(morge? xD morgue perhaps)

Gerard whinced "He stayed out here! I was cleaning, like you told me to" he said.

He poked his head around the door "Don't care" he said, pointing up the stairs "Go outside or something".

Gerard grumbled and stormed up to his room with frank, realising his mistake at the last second. Bones and skulls of various dead animals hung from the ceiling, a taxidermed weasel standing in the corner. Photos of dead people, mainly teenage boys, littered his walls as well as many notes about stages of decomposition.

Frank stepped into his room and gaped "Wow, you really like your...deaht stuff don't you?"

"I ike easy material" said Gerard darkly, throwing himself onto his bed.

Frank poked at a skull which he was pretty certian belonged to a rat or something and stared at a picture of a young boy with a hole in his head and blood pouring every where "You have a lot of pictures of boys" he said, picking up one of two dead boys on the floor of a library.

Gerard took that one off him wuickly "Careful! That's the ORIGINAL crime scene photo oif the columbine shooters" he said, placing it edelicatly on his desk. He sat back down on his bed "And well, yeah, i like boys"

"Sorry" Frank said, continuing to look at the rest of the pictures, taking extra care not to touch any "Same, girls are just creepy".

Gerard smirked slightly. He opened a drawer and pulled out a human skull, which he wasnt going to admit he'd fucked sop many times before.

Frankwhimpered and made grabby hands "Oh my God, lemme touch"

Gerard looked uncertain "you might not want to"

Frank dropped his hands to his hips and frowned "Its a skull, who wouldn't?"

Gerard raised an eyebrow "You don't know where it's been"

"Up a goat's butt, like I care" he made grabbys hands again "Now gimme"

Gerard sighed and passed it over.

Frank squealed a little bit as he turned the skull over in his hands

Gerard giggled slightu at hsi reaction.

Frank stopped looking the skull and instead frowned at Gerard "Why are you giggling?".

"Yourn squeal" he laughed