You Had Me At 'Down With Cis' | frerard

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1. hey guys! i've officially been writing Down With Cis for more than a year now and i am so excited to share the last couple of chapters, and to close this metaphorical chapter in my life

2. thanks to all you beautiful people that have been with me since the beginning even though i've been on and off theses last couple months 

3. and thanks for all the well wishes and concerned PMs i love you all so much thank you

and now, without further ado, i present to y'all the second to last part of  You Had Me At 'Down With Cis' 

-lola

"Hey, Ray? This is Frank. I need a favor..."

Ray almost didn't pick up the phone when he saw Frank's name flash across the screen, but he did anyway.

"Hey Frank," he held back the sigh that was forcing its way up this throat, "What's up?"

"I, uh, really need to...Bert." Frank's words tumbled out of his mouth, not even sure what he was going to tell Ray yet.

"Ah," he made a sound of understanding, "so this is what I'm getting: you, the transphobic ass, miss Gee and is jealous of Bert, who is an all-around ass." It was silent on Frank's end of the line so Ray continued on. "None of you deserve Gee. Get a move on with your life Frank. You're eighteen, there's a lot more girls you're going to meet."

He wasn't shouting at Frank at this point, but he might as well have been.

"I'm not going to make Gee do anything she doesn't want to. It would be nice to get back with her, really nice, but I mainly just want to apologize. I was caught up in my emotions and I took it all out on her. I shouldn't have done that, it was wrong of me."

"Well, tell that to Gee, not me."

"What?"

"I hate Bert with every bone in my body, even more than you, holy hell, please let's break them up. You were good for each other."

"You mean that?"

"She's always been my best friend and I know what's better for her than she does," he chuckled, "and Bert, isn't good for her, or anyone for that matter."

"So you're down to help me?" He could hardly believe that Ray had picked up the phone, let alone agree with his poorly thought out plan.

"Yeah, dude. Talk later?

"Yeah."

"Dude," Pete yelped partway through his and Mikey's operations planning session, "we should totally get Ray in on this."

Mikey's eyes sparked behind his glasses, "Yeah! That way we can coordinate all our plans better!"

They high-fived then called up Ray.

"Hey Mikey, what's up?" He sounded more drained than usual.

"Not much, but me and Pete need your help with something."

"I'm not going to help you with your D&D campaign," he monotoned.

"You underestimate us Toro," Pete chirped through the phone, "us, the meddling younger brothers, are working on a plan to break Bert and Gee up indefinitely."

The older boy cackled into the receiver, "Funny you say that, because me and Frank have been plotting all night about this. Wanna team up? We've got quite the plan cooking."