MRC One Shots

Puppy Power

(Ferard is love, Ferard is life)

Gerard was sitting on the couch, drinking some coffee and reading when he heard his boyfriend, Frank walk in. Something was off though. He was giggling and shushing someone.

Gerard sat up straight, putting his coffee cup down along with his book. He crossed his arms and stared at frank as he walked into the living room, hoodie looking bigger then usual. "Welcome home Frankie." He said, leaning back on the couch. He already knew what was up.

Franks head jerked to look at Gerard and he paled. "Oh, uh, hey baby." He mumbled, trying to go to his room upstairs. "Come sit next to me Frankie." Gerard said smugly, smirking softly.

Frank gulped, visibly nervous. "Like, right now?" He asked, hoodie moving suspiciously as he tried to hide it. "Yea babe, right now." Gee purred. "I- uh...I have to put up my coat!" Excuses Frankie. EXCUSES!

"I'll put it up for you baby." Gerard offered, standing with a smile and walking towards his boyfriend. "No!!" Frank said defensively, backing up. A small yap came from his hoodie, causing the shorter male to visibly have a mental panic attack.

"And what was that babe?" The older emo asked, crossing his arms smugly. "Nothing." Frank said, holding himself tighter.

As if on cue, a....thing popped his head out of the neck hole of franks hoodie. Gerard gasped and stepped back a bit, shocked. He wasn't expecting that. "Frank, what the hell is that?" He asked.

Frank smiled and unzipped his hoodie, pulling the puppy out and holding it in his arms. He giggled as it licked his face. "She's a Chihuahua, I think," he smiled. "Her names sweet pea!"

"You named it?!" Gerard gasped, "Frank, you're not keeping that thing." He said, shaking his head. "What?! Babe, why not?!" Frank whimpered, "she's a poor old doggy in need of a home!"

"Frank, I'm not even sure if that thing is a dog. We're not keeping it!" Gerard declared. Frank looked at him disapprovingly. "But look at her babe. She's old, and skinny. You can feel her ribs man, she needs help."

The dog looked at Gerard and whimpered, seemingly trying to help her new friend beg. Gerard sighed. She was kinda cute, in an I'm-so-ugly-I'm-cute kinda way. And she did look like she needed help.

Finally, his soft hearted nature took over. "Fine, Fine! She can stay. But dear god frank, give that dog a bath! I can smell her from here!" Frank yelped in delight and jumped into Gerard's arms, giving him a kiss. "I love you soon much baby." He giggled.

Sweet pea yapped and ran in happy circles, ecstatic to have finally caught a break. Frank scooped her up, giggling as he took her to give her a bath.

Gerard smiled and shook his head going back to the couch and grabbing his book and coffee cup. "I swear, that man will be the death of me..." He muttered. "But, if he's gonna be the death of me, well....that's how I wanna go." He smiled.