FilthyFrank x Reader Oneshots

Prank'd

You haven't seen Frank all day, which was odd since he always spent the entire day with you.

What a clingy piece of shit.

Just kidding, he's a clingy piece of dogshit.

Anyway, you go out onto your balcony to look at the sunset. While you study the AETHHHHETICCC thky (oh so we're lisping now?), something hard [( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡° )] hits you on the back of the head.

Huh, maybe I'll finally get my suffering ended.
You thought to yourself, you suicidal asshat.

You turn around and see a can of Chef Boyardee lying on the ground. That must've hit you. You pick it up, and a post-it note was stuck on the front.

Would you like some tap water? Was written on it in fancy calligraphy.

The smell of marinara sauce & tears hit your nose, and you automatically knew Frank was behind you.

"I see you got my love note."

"Francis, I am not a homosexual."

He snapped back, as if you just slapped him or something.

He starts to run away crying, but he slips on a ravioli and dies.

He lays there for a solid minute before quickly sitting up.

He takes off his gay shades and looks at you.

"y Ou JuSt gO t fILThY PrAn Ke'd!!!"
[Gone sexual] [Gone wrong]