Flamingo'd: Filthy Frankx Reader

Chapter Twenty Two Don't Say Those

You were too deep in thought to notice that your legs were beginning to sear from the long distance running. You were humiliated. What you did- why did you do that? You didn't remember a any of it. But God, you really screwed it up didn't you? You felt like you could just curl up into a hole and just stay there.

Oh wait, you had been living in a fucking cave! You were happy there! Or at least, somewhat content. Frank just had to be a assbutt and pull you at of there into the outside realms. Where you since had been suffocated by a God, chased down by said God, knocked out by dildos, hit in the face by a Kiwano, twice, turned into a guy, spat on, burned, got your hymen removed, called derogatory terms you didn't even know could exist, had your first kiss to your 50 something creep of a neighbor, and gained 10 pounds since coming into this place!

You finally slowed down when you saw black spots developing in your vision. You looked around. You were in the middle of a park. There weren't as many muggers or rapists around as usual, so you walked over to a pond where you sat down, brought your knees to your face, and just thought about stuff.

This universe was so weird. Everyone and everything around you was so complicated and yet so simple at the same time. Not you though, what did you even have going for your life? You were an eighteen to twenty something working at a mini mart with no actual education. Sure, your mom had taught you stuff, and you had read a lot, but you didn't understand a lot of things that people talked about. Like, what the hell was vine? Or the Harlem Shake?

Why even bother? Did anyone really expect a thing like you to actually manage in a place like this? Probably a reader who decided to read over twenty chapters of a rushed error filled story. Yeah you made it this far, but that was because you only spent time in your apartment and work. You should've stayed in that cave. Then you wouldn't be a burdened to everyone who had to come in contact with you.

But then, a rustle, some leaves fell. Then a cough, and some feathers.

" the fuggerknuckle...?" You mumble, brushing the feathers off and looking up. Starting back down at you were crooked glasses, some basic ass forgettable hat, and a red Hawaiian shirt.

"Hello," he said, saying it in an elongated foreign sentence.

"Jesus Christ are you okay?" You ask, you recognize him as that Safari guy who hung around if Frank's apartment.

" I've been stuck up here for about five days, haha wow!"

" Five days- how are you still conscious mang?!" You asked.

" I've been able to catch enough birds, so I'm pretty good!"

"Jesus... Hang on let me see if I can- oh here we are," you said picking up a giant stick. You started whacking him like he was a possessed mole until he finally fell out of the tree, landing on his face with an amusing shunk. He gets off to brush the many feather Nd leaves that covered him, giving you a thumbs up.

" How did you even get stuck up there?" You asked, brushing the bits of foliage that fell on you.

" Well I had seen this squirrel that looked like he was a fan of male k-pop, then I noticed he had a good looking nut, so I chased the bitch up, but I think I got caught on a branch or something, and I really didn't want to tear me good shirt, so I sort of stayed up there."

"... But you didn't call for help?"

" I wrote a message in a bottle and threw it into the ocean!"

" Safari man this is a pond in a park."

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The both of you sat on a bench in the park, eating away at various bagged snacks you had purchased from the various shacks. You were munching away at the contents of the bag. Geez, it was good.

"Ehhh... F/n-san?" Safari man asked, eyeing you like you had no colorful skin covering your entire body.

"Mmf?" You muff out, bits of food flying out of your mouth.

"You're supposed to feed that to the birds."

You stopped chewing, and swallowed the delectable bread bits. That explained why the various feathered creatures seemed to be flipping you off as they passed by. You stared off into space, and dumped the remaining contents onto the ground, which was then fought over by the various homeless people.

"So like weren't you a girl? Or were my glasses just that off?"

So didn't want to reply to that, but decided you had nothing better to do, you went on with it.
" Yeah, I was, but I was turned into a guy yesterday by that weird black Lycra-person," you mumbled.

" th- THE DARK LORD DID THAT TO YOU? haha wow!" He exclaimed.

" Well yeah he was 'punishing' me because he got a wrap instead of a burrito, fucking red dick, but he also took my hymen away for some reason, and mentioned my mom... for some reason," you said as you leaned back in the bench. It was weird how people looked at Lycras as being these weird, almost human things. But you had been doing a lot of people watching lately, and the few humans you knew, including this one, were just about as weird as a Lycra-person.

" Woah, wait, he got a wrap instead of a burrito?"

" I know it's so irrational when you say it alou-"

"How are you still here?"

"Excuse you?"

" I apologize, let me rephrase that, how are you still a fully functional humanoid e bipedal? Especially after the dark lord was pissed of?"

" I don't know bruh, you're guess is as good as mine."

" Don't use bruh, that was a term created in the darkest of times that nothing but scum was created for the the pits."

" ◉_◉"
" It was a meme on vine during the time between 2012 to 2014, most things created during that time we prefer to forget."