Gerard pushed his fingers upward through franks wings, making him roll his shoulders a few times and letting out little content noises every few minutes. Gerard is almost sure that he has gotten all of the sticks, loose feathers, and ashen bits out of both wings, admiring his work as they already looked better. He plucked a few exasperated feathers out, making Frank grunt in an irritated manner. Last, he grabbed the spray bottle from the floor and kept it about half a foot back before pulling its plastic trigger, letting the mist fall on the pinions and plumping them rhythmically, making Frank subconsciously lean back towards him.
"Does that feel good or something?" Mikey asked from where he perched on the floor, curious. Frank nodded a little and scooted forward from Gerard. The movie played on as Gerard sprayed all around Frank's feathers and mussed them with quick snaps of his fingers, every now and then Frank would sigh a little, Gerard imagined this felt the same as someone running their hand through your hair in the same way repeatedly, it just made you content and blissful.

Frank had long since let his head lay back against the peak of his right wing. They were now on their second movie, some B rated horror that all of them were half interested in. The movie hit a low point and a small gurgle was heard by all of them. Frank wrapped an arm around his abdomen and glared accusingly at it.
"Are you hungry?" Mikey asked, bringing his eyebrows together. Frank tilted his head to the side. He had never felt like this before. Then again, he had never felt a lot of ways he had that day, comfort being one. He shrugged at the boy and pressed a few fingers into his stomach.
"Does your stomach feel empty?" Gerard asked, still spraying and primping the black masses. Frank nodded and ran his fingers up and down his tummy. Mikey stood up and walked upstairs. Gerard kept working, smiling to himself when Frank made noises, it was cute in his opinion. Mikey returned minutes later with his scrawny arms full of junk food. He cast it all down in a pile on Gerard's art table by Frank who looked at the assortment of bags. He pushed a few things around, vague memories following most of them. He finally chose some kind of peanut butter off-brand sticking a finger in it then shoving it into his mouth. He swished it around for a second before wrinkling his nose and looking for something else. He grabbed a can of cheese balls, unscrewing the lid and grabbing one, examining it before squeezing a little. It crunched with a puff of dust and he jumped a little before sniffing it. He immidiatly coughed and sneezed, backing up to stare at the can. Mikey was roaring with laughter from his spot.
"What happened?" Gerard asked, now realizing that he had been zoning out.
"H-He snorted a cheese ball!" Mikey laughed, watching frank give him a little sneer and lick the remnants from his thumb. An eyebrow raised as he smiled and licked his pointer finger. His other eyebrow raised and he plummeted his hand into the jar. He grabbed about ten in his fist and crammed them into his mouth, powder flying over his shoulder and into Gerard's face and on his wing. Gerard grunted and sprayed him in the ear before going back to what he was doing. Frank let out a startled squawk and rubbed at his ear before returning to his cheese balls.
"I think we found his favorite." Mikey said, watching Frank engorge the entire plastic jar. Gerard was constantly brushing neon cheese dust from his wings as he did so, but was laughing along with Mikey. The movie credits rolled and due to the fact that they had all woken up at an oddly late time, it was getting dark. Gerard glanced up the stairs and to the kitchen window, seeing that the sun was almost down.
"Welp what are we going to do tomorrow?" Gerard asked casually. stretching. Mikey jumped with sudden realization.
"Dude what the fuck ARE we going to do tomorrow!??!" he exclaimed "You work and i have school!!" Mikey almost yelled now. Gerard's eyes widened.
"Shit!" Gerard muttered "how about.... who can we-" both the boys looked to each other and spoke simultaneously "RAY!"
"How about this, I'll take him over in the morning before work and explain the situation.. then hell like... he wil have to accept it, right?" he mumbled. Mikey laughed. "That works."

They both smiled at the confused Frankie.
"Welp. You watch him for like an hour okay?" Gerard said, standing up.
"Where the hell are you going?" Mikey asked, watching him.
"To get a lifetime supply of cheese balls to make sure he doesn't get mad when we live him." Gerard laughed.
"Where am I going?" Frank asked, looking from the two of them as he came out of his comatose of savored relaxation. Gerard just laughed a little and made his way up the stairs. As he walked out the door, he could hear Frank call " 'RARD?" a few times and Mikey consoling him. Tomorrow would be a pain in the ass.