
Gloves
Summary
Frank Iero was a normal boy.
At seventeen and as single as the author, he lead a typical life full of high school bullies and deadly mountains of sugar. His friends consisted of the token stoner and a rock god.
But this all changed when he meets Gerard Way, a seventeen year old with unnatural red eyes and a penchant for gloves. The strange boy and his little brother bring a kind of chaos and excitement to the mundane life of Frank Iero.
Welcome to the house of oddities.
Chapters
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Gatorade
Think of it as a blue chapter.
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Horrifyingly Flattering
I like Bob in this story. Stoner Bob is fun.
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Dead Frogs
Squishy frog guts and sarcasm.
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Skin
It's like the Spanish Inquisition in there.
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Hamster
Weird title.
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Childe
"Hey, I'm not a vampire!"
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Flip Phones
Do they even still make those?
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Richard
We get a little point of view from a dead guy.
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Drink
*drink*
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Nightly Requests
Dogs and shit.
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Losing Ground
I like writing death threats.
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Ugh, Phones
No me gusto mucho hablo por telefono.
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Guns
And not 21 of them.
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Sarah
Another day, another corpse.
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Paper
It's all one big game, is it not?
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Revelations
Whoo, a little creepy.
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Regress
Where do I come up with this stuff? I mean really.
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Taken
No Liam Neeson here, nope. Whatchu talkin' 'bout?
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Light Bulb
PLOT TWISTS EVERYWHERE
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Bring in the Cavalry
*yawns* It's contagious; have fun.
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Headbutt With a Highchair
Sounds painful, yeah?
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Lost Time
Last chapter, guys. I'll miss this story.
this is still my favorite fic on this damned website tbh
8/8/15