Barry went to his local supermarket to get two out of the three ingredients for his scheme. He had to wait to get Brendon's forehead sweat at the meet and greet he was going to tomorrow. As Barry walked down the store aisles, someone caught his eye. The man Barry that he was looking at was insanely beautiful. He instantly knew who it was. The most gorgeous man alive. Brendon Boyd Urie. Barry was so stunned that he screamed something in French. "SAINTE, IL EST GORGE!!!111!!" (Translation: HOLY SHIT HE IS GORGEOUS !!!111!!") Barry slowly flew over to Brendon and whispered something into the gorgeous man's ear.
"Is it still me that needs your sweat?"
(Exactly why am I writing this? The world may never know.)
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The Oatmeal Fic | CrankThatFrank
FanficAll 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.
