Tonight was the night.
Crows squawked before dropping dead in an instant. Autumn leaves fell off their trees before vanishing into thin air. Something was very, very wrong.
But Gerard stood, a lit candle in his hand, as something emerged from the ground. The man began to back away as he saw it:
Frank Iero's bare ass.
In shock, Gerard dropped his candle, which provided the only light on the street. As he scrambled to pick it up, he felt it inch closer...
"Hello, Gerard." It boomed, the voice echoing. Chills went down Way's spine. He tried to run, but he couldn't move. Cautiously, he opened his mouth to speak.
"You're..." He began. "You're Frank's ass."
The posterior laughed a spine-chilling laugh. "That is correct. It is I!"
Gerard managed a step backwards. "But... But you're dead!"
At this, the butt just laughed again. "Not quite." He corrected. "For I have been summoned once more!"
Startled, Gerard took another step backwards. "This can't be happening."
Frank's ass laughed maniacally. "I'm back, world!" He shouted, looking up at the moon. "FEEL MY WRATH!!!"
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A Proph-ass-y
FanfictionGerard has made the biggest mistake of his life. He's accidentally summoned a horrible creature, and must return him to his realm by sunrise. With the help of his brother, Mikey, and his friend, Ray, the three can easily do that! ...Right?
