Mastermind -Frerard-

Gerard is sick of his school.

So is is best friend, Frank.

With acess to gun s and a slightly twisted mindset, it's amatch made in hell.

Fran - Foreverblood
Gerard - Me

"Hey Gee, want to go to shoot some beavers or something by the lake?" Frank asked Gerard down the phone.

"FRank, I told you I have to babysit" moaned Gerard "I'll come beaver-shootingwith you another day. Unless beaver's a euphanism, in which case never"

"Ew dude, why?" Frank laughed "And come on, your brother will be fine on his own for a little. I've got a new gloocckkkk" he teased.

"I can't" nmaoned Gerard, excited by the prospect of a new gun "You knwo we nearly got caught last time, and I have to make sure Mikers does his homework. you could come up and we could shoot bottles in the yard?"

"Oh my God, yes" Frank said almost dropping his phone as he ran off to find his new glock. "I'm gunna kiss you when I get there, hope you know" Frank said, shoving his gun down the side of his jeans

"Faggot" muttered Gerard, shoving the phone in his jeans pocket.
"MIKEY, YOU DOING YOU HOMEWORK?"

"FUCK OFF" Mikey yelled back.

Frank knocked on Gee's door a few minutes later, ready to tear him a new one about calling him a faggot.

"DO IT LIKE A GOOd LITTLE BOY" laughed Gerard, opning the dor to Frank "Iero!"

"Don't call me that, you sound like the pricks at school" Frank growled, shoving past Gerard and to the kitchen, planning on going through the back door. "You got the cans ready?" he asked excitedly

"Of course Frankenstein" smirked Gerard, uing his own personal nickname for Frank "Got my old sawn-off out too, really packs a kick with the mods I've given it"

"Whatever, lets just go shoot stuff" Frank said, going outside and smiling when he saw about 2 dozen tin cans lined up on Gerard's crumbling garden wall. He got out his glock and shoved it in Gerard's face "Whatdoyathink?" he smirked.

Gerard took it carefully and grinned, inspecting every inch of the gun "Fuck, you could blow someones HEAD off woth this!"

Frank snatched it back "Don't get fingerprints on it!" he shouted "And yeah, I hope so" he said, smirking as he aimed and shot a can straight through the middle.

"We can wipe it down" laughed Gerard, watching the shot with glee "Let me try!"

"No, get your own!" Frank said, firing again twice and hitting one can in the top and the bottom.

Gerard yanked it off him and put a bullet straight through the iddle of one can, he laughed as the recoil sent him stumbling "Brilliant"£

"You fucking retard" Frank shouted, smiling though as he grabbed the gun back off Gerard and jumped on him, pressing the gun into Gee's forehead. "I'm going to imagine you as one of the jocks as I blast your brains out, is that okay?" he smirked.

Gerard laughed "You can try, the chambers empty" he giggled,pushing the gun away from hi forehead and ruffling Franks hair He grabbed his sawn off shotgun from his waist and aimed it at a can, shooting and blasting it into several peices "Aww yeah"

"Show off" Frank muttered, slotting some more bullets into the chamber and jumping on Gerard again "Its not so empty this time" he smirked.

Gerard raised his hands, a small smirk on his face as he put on a squeeky voice "Oh no Frankie! Please don;t shoot me!" he giggled, not ntoicing his brother at the door.

"I won't if you kiss me" Frank smirked
"Hey gaylords, dinners ready" Mikey called from the door before turning to leave.

Gerard grinned and dragged Mikey over "Hey Mikers, watch this!" he grinned, motioning for Frank to shoot a can.

Frank, who was somehow magically stood up even though he was on top of Gerard, rolled his eyes and shoot the last 6 cans in succession.

Gerard grinned at his little brother, forgetting how Mikey would whine to hi parents so often "It's cool huh? You could blow afucks head off with hat"£