Never let them take you alive // Adopted by Frerard

8

((this chapter is really just about dogs lmao))

I feel my body jarred awake. I push my eyes closed, before opening them forcefully. My eyes adjust to the newly found light, before Gerard bursts out laughing. In front of me sits Gerard and Frank. I push his arms off of me and blow a raspberry.
"Why are you laughing at me" I complain. Gerard shakes his head and smiles.
"Since there's your first day of school tomorrow, we're taking you out to buy supplies" He explains.
"First of all what the fuck it's like 6 in the morning" I whine.
"It's 1pm" Frank chips in. I scramble to grab my phone, checking the time.
"Checkmate libtard, it's 12:59" I correct.
"Hey! I'm not a libtard!" Frank pouts. He then turns to Gerard, whispering quietly,
"What in the hell is a fucking libtard" Gerard and I chuckle. Frank suddenly gasps, as if remembering something important. He gets up and dashes down to the living room. About 2 minutes later, he arrives, kicking the door open.
"HI IM SORRY ABOUT THE DOOR BUT LOOK AT THESE FLOOFERS" He exclaims. In his hands were two massive dogs. How can such a short man hold such big dogs?
"ONE OF THEM IS A SIBERIAN HUSKY AND THE OTHER IS A GOLDEN RETRIEVER" He continues.
"What about the other one" Gerard asks
"OH RIGHT THAT ONE IS STILL DOWNSTAIRS" He answers. He puts the two dogs down and runs back downstairs, coming back up with a slightly smaller dog. This one is a German Sheperd.
"THEY'RE SO CUTE EEK" Frank fangirls.
"Frank, inside voices" Gerard says. I giggle.
"Sorry" Frank frowns.
"But they're just sO CUTE" He continues.

"What're their names?" I ask.
"The German Shepherd is Professor Buckley" Frank announces proudly.
"I named the Golden Retriever Pancake" Gerard answers.
"The Husky is yours, you can name it" Gerard says. I pick up the large dog, letting my palms cup its cheeks. My fingers run through the dog's colored fur.
"Balto?" I question. The dog wags his tail.
"Balto!" I say. Balto tackles me in licks and kisses. I get Balto to calm down, and I continuously thank Gerard and Frank for the dog.

"Time to go to Hot Topic" Frank says. I nod vigorously. I change into some clothes, putting on some makeup, and sealing the deal. Balto waits patiently, thumping his tail on the floor. God, he is one large dog. Once I'm ready, I head downstairs with Balto behind me.

"You ready?" Gerard asks. I nod, looking back at Balto. He sticks out his tongue and bounces up and down. Since we don't have a dog sitter on such short notice cough cough thanks Frank we'll just have to trust ourselves with taking the dogs with us.

time skip

I browse Hot Topic with my dog companion at my side. I end up picking out a few shirts, before Gerard throwing a huge unneeded fit about 'him being entitled to spoil me'. So he just got whatever he looked at and we checked out. Afterwards, Gerard, Frank and I had gone to eat. I tap my finger on the table, resting my head on my free hand.
"Do I actually have supplies for school? Isn't that the whole reason we came?" I question.
"Well, shit" Frank says, shrugging.
"We can do that tomorrow" Frank follows his last statement. I give him a confused look.
"School is tomorrow" I say. His face is washed with the look, ' t e r r i f i e d '.
"Well, shit." He says. Gerard comes back welding food, and we all feast.

We get home as talkative as ever. Gerard tells me to sleep early, since I need to get up at 5:30. He kisses my forehead, telling me goodnight, and I emerge into my abode of a room. I dress into some clean clothes, before beginning the nightly routine. Balto hops onto the foot of my bed before I sleep. I pet the floof ball goodnight, and set about 20 alarms, each 5 minutes apart. I charge my phone and call it a night, huddling up with the pillows and blankets surrounding me.