It was a typical Sunday afternoon. Frank was getting ready to prepare his usual Sunday ritual. Eva found it to be extremely weird, but Frank loved it.
He would bathe in oatmeal at exactly 12:56 every Sunday. Every week he would get more and more obsessed with the oatmeal. Will someone save him from his obsession? How will emo band members get involved?
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The Oatmeal Fic | CrankThatFrank
FanfictionAll Frank wanted to do was take an oatmeal bath. But life isn't that easy. (I am truly sorry for this, Frank.) Started and finished this in 2017. Sometimes I come back to edit things.
