The Light Behind Your Eyes (Frerard)

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"I gotta do this Frank."

"You gotta be kidding me."

"Fra-"

"I'm going."

The two young men stopped arguing and turned to look at the teenager. "No, you are not."

Elle slammed her hand down on the table in frustration and stood up, her blonde and purple locks flying.

"Bullshit," she growled angrily. "Jump Scare started going on missions when he was only 13." I rolled my eyes and Frank crossed him arms. "Your boyfriend who has no idea you exist has literally nothing to do with this."

She stomped her foot in rage and walked toward us, fire in her eyes. "That's exactly my point! I'm 17 guys. I gotta have a chance to go sooner or later." She paused. "Please."

I groaned and Frank opened his mouth to speak, but I put up a finger, silencing them both. "You can come with us."

"What?!" Frank looked at me angrily. "Gerard-" I cut him off. "Frank we're only about 3 years older than her. Either way, Andrew will be coming. I'll ask Mel to give her some things to protect her."

Frank tried to argue but faltered and growled. "I guess."

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I pulled my mask onto my face, walking with my hands shoved into my jacket. Elle and Frank were right behind me, Elle with black pants and a silver and gold fitted shirt. Her hair was in two French pigtails I guess and she had on light pink, dirty converse.
Frank had on his usual outfit, and had his hand resting on his gun.

We knocked on a small door, and a response came easily.

"Who is it?" A sweet, childish voice came from the other side of the door. "It's Party Poison, Fun Ghoul, and Cyber Splatter," I answered. I heard a light giggle and I could almost hear the pout in her voice. "My mommy said not to open the door for strangers."

I smirked and said, "well, we don't listen to mommy do we?"

I heard the door unclick and Melanie opened it. She was standing in a cyan pastel skirt with a flowy, white top. She had white shorts under the skirt and black, slightly heeled shoes. Her half black, half blonde hair was parted into two pigtails and she smiled invitingly. "Come on in," I walked in and Frank said, "Thanks CryBaby."
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We sat on the couch, also known as a short row of beanbag chairs, and Melanie crossed her legs and smiled at us. "So what do you need?"

"Cyber needs some weapons. She's going into a mission with us to get the twins back."

Melanie clapped happily and practically bounced with excitement. "Finally!"
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