A mysterious train track

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by HareHarrison

by HareHarrison

Frank was sitting in a Starbucks pondering about life. "Will I ever have the forehead as big as Brendon Urie?" He thought as he took a long sip of his tasty iced coffee.

He decided he should go back home to make another YouTube video so he got up and left the store. As he let the door open, he felt the warm, spring-like air touch his skin. He started heading home, only to find a mysterious looking railroad track full of rust. He couldn't help but follow the tracks leading him to a very big forest where there was a blue train with a face crying.

Frank was confused. "Are you okay?" Frank asked.

The train opened his eyes. "Frank, I've been expecting you." He said, his voice low.

"Why were you crying?" Frank asked.

"I WASN'T CRYING YOU IDIOT, YOU WERE!" The train yelled as he started moving along the track in Frank's direction.

Frank's eyes went wide and started running away. "What's going on?" Frank cried.

"TOO LONG I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR YOU, TOO FUCKING LONG YOU IDIOT!" The train shouted, still chasing Frank.

Frank looked back at the angry train. When he looked back, he saw a man in front of him.

"Rick Astley! Help me!" Frank pleaded as he kept running.

Rick stuck his foot out, tripping Frank. "NEVER GONNA GIVE YOU UP, FRANK! NEVER GONNA GIVE YOU UP!" He laughed an evil laugh as the train stopped right before him.

"FRANK," the train yelled. "WHY DID YOU LEAVE ME ALL THESE YEARS?"

"W-what's your name?" Frank asked the train.

"YOU DON'T RE-MEME-BER ME (for centuries)? I'M THOMAS, YOUR CHILDHOOD FRIEND!" Thomas yelled, nearly crying again.

"Oh... I do remember you!" Frank said. "Please don't kill me! I'll do anything!" He cried.

"Anything?" Thomas said with a smirk on his face.

"Yes! Just let me live!" Frank said, crying.

"Alright," Thomas said. "Close your eyes." When Frank closed his eyes, Thomas grew a magical arm with a hammer in hand. He moved closer to Frank and started hammering nails into Frank's body.

"My tattoos!" Frank yelped as Rick held him down to the tracks.

"Shut up, this is what the manufacturers did to me. It's your turn."

Frank gulped as he kept his eyes shut, holding back his cries of pain.

"You look so hot, baby." Thomas said as he kept working. (Milk)

Frank slowly opened his eye a crack, but Thomas saw.

"KEEP YOUR EYES CLOSED OR I'LL RUN YOU OVER!" Thomas raised his voice.

Frank closed his eyes shut until he heard a loud thump, startling him. He saw Tom Cruise.

"G O D D A M M I T F R A N K , W H Y D O Y O U A L W A Y S (by Panic! At the Disco) G I T Y O U R S E L F I N T O T H E S E F U C K I N G S I T U A T I O N S ?" Tom yelled while he was using a baseball bat to kill Thomas and Rick.

Frank was unable to move, since he was nailed down to the train track. "I am sorry, Tom! We can make a blood pact! You can tell me to do whatever you want!"

"Okay Frank, fine. You repressed emo bitch face." He insulted Frank and he picked him up and flew away with him in his arms. "Now make some videos, you stupid emo c u n t." He demanded him and dabbed.

"Okay, Tom..." Frank said as he started setting up film equipment.