Gerard Way aka geethanks, aka the shitty tumblr blogger on well, tumblr. He blogs day and night about cats and doesn't don't do anything useful in his life except make puns that make you cringe internally, and draws the most spectacular things. Oh yeah, he's got red hair brighter than his future but then again his future is looking as bright as his laptop screen at night.
Frank Iero aka the cocaine addict aka frankioero, smokes too many cigarettes, listens to music too loudly, and blogs on tumblr more than a straight man should. His clothes are just tragic, and he's got callouses on his fingers from the guitar.
Gerard knows he's fallen off the spectrum but Frank likes to say "Frank Ihetro!" or "I'm not gay!" but when Frank realises that his most favourite tumblr user goes to his school, he thanks the gods, and imagines he's been blessed.
Gerard is free, and Frank is high. That means a motherfucking road trip.
They've got all of the summer holidays, and Frank is fucking sick of guilttripping. They want to get far away, as far away as possible - perhaps to visit Gerard's mystical great aunt Shirley, in where? Whitehorse, Canada. No map, no phone, all they've got is each other, thirteen packets of cigarettes and 590 dollars.
They might met some weird fucking people, and they might crash on the Alaska highway, they might fuck in a car and they might have to steal gasoline.
I ain't promising anything I just wrote and that includes the car sex ;)
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Frank Iero is struggling with his battle against drugs and depression when he meets artist Gerard Way in a coffee shop. The pair immediately hit it off, and begin their new lives together despite their many issues.
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"Homophobic comments are not tolerated here," she pointed her nose in the air as she frowned down dramatically at Gerard. She crossed her arms aggressively causing her ponytail to sway behind her.
"Listen kid, I'm the biggest fag in this place, so I'll make all the homophobic comments I like, 'kay?" Way sneered back, raising his eyebrows confrontationally and continuing to chew on the stirrer.
She stared at him in disgust as Frank giggled, "It's true, he owns pink tools," he pointed out before she rolled her eyes and stomped away.
"The color of the tools doesn't impede their ability to be tools- wait why are you digging around in the closet?" Gerard asked as he waved the stirrer around.
"Why do you keep pink tools in the closet?"
"Tools. I keep tools in the closet because where the fuck else am I going to keep them? I rarely need to hammer or screw anything," Gerard said as he sipped his soulless coffee earning a suggestive wink from the younger.
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