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Frank Iero was a weird kid. At school when they were told to draw what made them happy, every kid would draw a sunny day with a dog. Frank, he would draw bleeding bunnies. Poor little Frank had to go to therapy and he's only 7 years old.
Frank Iero didn't have much friends. No, everyone treated him like an infectious disease and strayed away from him. But there was always these three other kids that wouldn't mind him….
Ray, Gerard, and Mikey. They didn't seem to care, and they treated him just the same.
Frank Iero is a virus in process. His therapist knew his future. He would be a kid with far too much energy and would cause too much hysteria when it happens, and there won't be any stopping him.
Frank Iero finally felt accepted.
Here he is, sitting in his friend, Gerard's, tree house in his backyard. It was kind of small, but it felt secretive and homey.
They all sat in a circle, Frank, Gerard, Ray, and Mikey.
"Truth or dare." Gerard beamed over at his little brother, Mikey.
"Eh…" He contemplated it for a moment before piping up, "Truth!"
Gerard smiled pervertedly, "Do you think girls are cute?"
"No way!" Mikey stuck out his tongue and wagged his head.
Gerard giggled and it was Mikey's turn.
"Ray! Truth or dare!"
"Dare." Ray felt victorious for a seven year old for picking dare.
"I dare you to…" He thought about it for a moment, "say you poop your pants!"
What do you expect from tiny little kids?
"I POOP MY PANTS!" Ray screamed, and his buddies all cracked up.
"FRANK! Truth or dare!" Ray returned the question to the remaining kid.
He smirked and fearlessly said, "Dare."
"I dare you to kiss Gerard!" He said quickly.
Frank giggled and of course it was in his nature to accept a dare… so he crawled over to an oblivious Gerard and leaned up his head and smacked his lips on Gerard's. The slightly older boy only giggled and pushed him lightly.
And that's where it started.
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Years later, Frank's future was correct. Every night on stage he'd explode with such energy and momentum, nobody could stop him. He'd fall, break his toes, kick things over, scream, jump, spin, slide, run, you name it!
And his friends stayed the same. Gerard, Mikey, and Ray, the only ones who accepted him.
They were sitting around the tour bus in the little kitchenette while the vehicle rattled a little bit while easing on the Massachusetts roads.
"Remember when we used to do truth or dare when we were kids?" Mikey reminisced.
"Yeah." Frank giggled.
Gerard pursed his lips, turned to Frank and said, "Truth or dare."
"You know me, Dare!" He grinned and took on the challenge, as always.
"I dare you to pants Worm." Gerard laughed.
"Oh, yeah, and I'm the immature one." He giggled and stood up.
He then proceeded to skip his way over to their body guard. He had his back turned to Frank, and he was walking towards the front of the bus. He sprinted and ripped off his sweatpants.
He heard the crew crack up back in the kitchen, and he returned in a flash with a wild grin on his face.
"Mikey, TRUTH OR DARE."
"Truth, man."
"Baby." Frank smirked and said, "have you an Alicia ever done it?"
His face turned tomato red.
"AWWW YEAH." Frank laughed and shoved his shoulder not-so-lightly.
"Shut up!" He cried, "Ray, truth or dare."
"Dare." He shrugged as if it was nothing.
"Tomorrow on stage, strip your shirt and wear shorts."
"Ooooh!" Frank joked.
Ray breathed, "Fine. Gerard, tr-"
"Dare." Gerard cut him off.
"Feisty." Frank commented, his arms crossed.
He giggled a bit at that.
"I dare you to kiss Frank."
Frank smirked and averted his amber orbs over at Gerard. Gerard's cheeks flushed red and he stammered on words.
"Oh you afraid?" Frank teased.
Gerard sharpened his eyes and smirked, lunging in, partially standing up and smacked his lips to Frank's, who was sitting in the chair. He gasped but pulled him closer and shoved his tongue through his teeth.
Gerard pulled away and ran his nimble fingers through his black hair.
"Obviously not." Gerard smirked.
And that's where it continued.
Frank Iero didn't have much friends. No, everyone treated him like an infectious disease and strayed away from him. But there was always these three other kids that wouldn't mind him….
Ray, Gerard, and Mikey. They didn't seem to care, and they treated him just the same.
Frank Iero is a virus in process. His therapist knew his future. He would be a kid with far too much energy and would cause too much hysteria when it happens, and there won't be any stopping him.
Frank Iero finally felt accepted.
Here he is, sitting in his friend, Gerard's, tree house in his backyard. It was kind of small, but it felt secretive and homey.
They all sat in a circle, Frank, Gerard, Ray, and Mikey.
"Truth or dare." Gerard beamed over at his little brother, Mikey.
"Eh…" He contemplated it for a moment before piping up, "Truth!"
Gerard smiled pervertedly, "Do you think girls are cute?"
"No way!" Mikey stuck out his tongue and wagged his head.
Gerard giggled and it was Mikey's turn.
"Ray! Truth or dare!"
"Dare." Ray felt victorious for a seven year old for picking dare.
"I dare you to…" He thought about it for a moment, "say you poop your pants!"
What do you expect from tiny little kids?
"I POOP MY PANTS!" Ray screamed, and his buddies all cracked up.
"FRANK! Truth or dare!" Ray returned the question to the remaining kid.
He smirked and fearlessly said, "Dare."
"I dare you to kiss Gerard!" He said quickly.
Frank giggled and of course it was in his nature to accept a dare… so he crawled over to an oblivious Gerard and leaned up his head and smacked his lips on Gerard's. The slightly older boy only giggled and pushed him lightly.
And that's where it started.
~-----------------------------------------------------------~
Years later, Frank's future was correct. Every night on stage he'd explode with such energy and momentum, nobody could stop him. He'd fall, break his toes, kick things over, scream, jump, spin, slide, run, you name it!
And his friends stayed the same. Gerard, Mikey, and Ray, the only ones who accepted him.
They were sitting around the tour bus in the little kitchenette while the vehicle rattled a little bit while easing on the Massachusetts roads.
"Remember when we used to do truth or dare when we were kids?" Mikey reminisced.
"Yeah." Frank giggled.
Gerard pursed his lips, turned to Frank and said, "Truth or dare."
"You know me, Dare!" He grinned and took on the challenge, as always.
"I dare you to pants Worm." Gerard laughed.
"Oh, yeah, and I'm the immature one." He giggled and stood up.
He then proceeded to skip his way over to their body guard. He had his back turned to Frank, and he was walking towards the front of the bus. He sprinted and ripped off his sweatpants.
He heard the crew crack up back in the kitchen, and he returned in a flash with a wild grin on his face.
"Mikey, TRUTH OR DARE."
"Truth, man."
"Baby." Frank smirked and said, "have you an Alicia ever done it?"
His face turned tomato red.
"AWWW YEAH." Frank laughed and shoved his shoulder not-so-lightly.
"Shut up!" He cried, "Ray, truth or dare."
"Dare." He shrugged as if it was nothing.
"Tomorrow on stage, strip your shirt and wear shorts."
"Ooooh!" Frank joked.
Ray breathed, "Fine. Gerard, tr-"
"Dare." Gerard cut him off.
"Feisty." Frank commented, his arms crossed.
He giggled a bit at that.
"I dare you to kiss Frank."
Frank smirked and averted his amber orbs over at Gerard. Gerard's cheeks flushed red and he stammered on words.
"Oh you afraid?" Frank teased.
Gerard sharpened his eyes and smirked, lunging in, partially standing up and smacked his lips to Frank's, who was sitting in the chair. He gasped but pulled him closer and shoved his tongue through his teeth.
Gerard pulled away and ran his nimble fingers through his black hair.
"Obviously not." Gerard smirked.
And that's where it continued.
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