Business was starting to pick back up as fall rolled back in, and Frank had put off way too many jobs over the summer. Yes a haunted house is meant to have an air of disrepair but it was getting out of hand. Most worryingly one of the metal spiders mounted on the roof had slipped loose in the last storm and needed urgent attention. But he sure as he'll wasn't going up there alone. So he dragged Patrick up with him .

"Empty the gutters for me, they're getting clogged up and the leaves have barely started falling"

Frank was perched next to the chimney with a toolbelt slung around it.
"And you're sure we don't have a ladder long enough for this? You're the last person who fixed this roof and as much as you might pretend you're no DIY goddess."
Pat laughed as he dodged the empty packet of screws launched at his head . His fedora was knocked off and sailed gracefully to the ground.

"That better not have landed in mud Iero or I'm sending you down head first to get it."

About an hour had passed and Frank stood up to test the strength of his handiwork with the Spider. Perfect. It wasn't going anywhere anytime soon.

"Whose the DIY goddess now Stump?" He asked giving a one fingered salute when he lost his footing and slid straight down the roof. He tried to catch himself on the edge of the guttering but only clutched at close of soggy foliage. All the air was knocked out of his lungs as he slammed against the ground. He laid there sputtering up at the powered grey sky. Patrick's head appeared over the edge of the roof.

"You idiot, what if someone saw?"
"Well thanks for your concern Asshole. Three stories is enough to knock the shit of of you."
"Serves you right. Land on your feet next time."
Frank dusted himself off and assessed the damage. He'd ripped the ass out of his pants.

"I'm afraid I saw the whole thing."
Their heads snapped in the direction of the voice . The fluffy haired form of Ray Toro strolled from the treeline towards the house. He had a smear of blood up his cheek.
"Loving the new look, maybe it will catch on."
Ray winked at Frank and earned two fingers for his trouble.

"You don't count and you know it. Bring the belt down with you Stump. I'm calling it a day."
"Oh come on. Don't Ham it up. You didn't even break anything."
"I SAID I'M CALLING IT A DAY. I'm hungry. The spider's not gonna kill anyone. Everything else can wait until tomorrow."

Frank swiped Patrick's Fedora from the ground and stormed inside.
"What's got his knickers in a twist?"
Ray shrugged, he'd known Frank longer than anyone and was familiar with his mood swings. With time you learn to just stop asking.
"Come on I went a bit crazy on a herd of deer, help me get what's left inside for everyone else."
Patrick looked at the house before following Ray back into the trees.

Notes

Hi there
This is my first long term (I hope) fanfiction
Id love constructive criticism and a bit of advice of you're willing to give. Also Gerard is still a couple of chapters away but I've got some big plans ahead.

luv u lots
Wren x