Fanfiction, on crack. I'll take my fellow demonic spaw - cough, cough - friends who contributed to this shit.

A bunch of Frerard one-shots I'm slowly writing and uploading from my phone out of sheer boredom. A mixture of serious stories, fluff, smut, and extreme crackfic, so read at your own disrection. You have been warned. P.S. there will be smut in some chapters, even though this is meant to be a 'fluff' book. I'm sorry if that makes anyone uncomfortable though!

Frank iero: powerful, criminal mastermind, leader of one of the biggest drug/theft organizations worldwide. 26 years old. Deadly. Gerard Way: Incredibly shy florist owner, relatively well known Artist in his community. Diagnosed with anxiety and paranoia at age 16. 20 years old. As harmful as a petal. Power, corruption, and lust.

It's WWIII, and America is becoming desperate. Frank Iero, being old enough to join the army, is persuaded by his father. Not wanting to disappoint his parents or soil his family name, he reluctantly joins. Frank is more or less left in the hands of an ally, Gerard Way, to train and fight alongside until the end. But what if they were holding a secret that would only be released whilst spilling their blood on the battleground?