Frerard One-Shots #Wattys2016 [currently being edited]

3rd POV

It all started with a bang. They all turned around. Who was standing there?

A duck with a hat. Specifically a fedora. The cause of the bang?

Patrick Stump in only a pair of pants. He was seeking his fedora from the duck. The duck jumped out of Patrick's way and he slid straight into a chair that was behind the duck.

The duck's name was Ratlord.

"Come back here with my hat Ratlord!" Patrick screamed.

"What did I do this time?" Brendon Urie came into the room wearing ripped jeans and a dusty red pair of underpants.

"Not you, the duck!" Patrick exclaimed.

"Oh, so now I'm a duck? I thought I was a rat. Jesus, make up your mind" Brendon rolled his eyes.

"I'm scared of teenagers", Mikey said from his place on the ceiling.

Everyone in the room looked up to see him defying the laws of gravity and physics. Sam Winchester walked in.

"Mikey, you get off that ceiling right now!" Sam demanded.

"No", he pouted and crossed his arms.

Then he caught on fire.

"Everybody out!" Sam demanded.

"You can set yourself on fire, but you're never gonna burn burn burn", Brendon stated.

"I'm burning!" Mikey screeched in pain.

Everyone evacuated outside. But outside wasn't outside. It was a Wendy's.

It was playing the song Sext by Blood On The Dance Floor.

"Jinkies", said Frank Iero from where he was eating his McChicken.

"Sweetie, where'd you get that McChicken? We are in Wendy's. Also, you're a vegetarian" Gerard pointed out.

"You're right, I am", Frank said through a mouthful of food.

Then he baby-birded it into Gerard's mouth.

"Zoinks", the duck exclaimed before running out with the fedora.

Patrick chased after him.

Then there was a lockdown. A pack of kangaroos was falling from the sky and there was no leaving the establishment anymore.

Then, Single Ladies began to play. People stepped up on tables and started doing a choreographed dance. The people on the tables were none other than the people in Black Veil Brides wearing leotards.

Every straight woman and gay man basically died, except for Frank and Gerard (because they were busy feeding each other).

Dan Howell, a walking meme, came out of the bathroom.

"Where are the blenders? I'm litrally so sexually frustrated right now it's not even funny", he yelled.

"Wait," a fangirl said. "If you're gay, then why haven't you died yet?"

"You idiot, I'm Blender-Sexual", he scolded her.

"Who tops?" she asked.

"Oh, you don't want to know", he informed her.

"Here comes dat boi", a cat said.

"O shit, waddup", dat boi said.

Then the Wendy's turned into the set of Don't Threaten Me With A Good Time.

"Oh no", everyone said in unison.

They knew they were in trouble now. Anyone who wanted the secks would be impaled with a tentacle and eaten alive.

Who would last? Who would die? Only time would tell. They were stranded and trapped on the set for a whole three minutes before Frank and Gerard got restless.

"Well, maybe a little wouldn't hurt?" Frank asked Gerard.

"Yeah, what if we hid?" Gerard asked.

"Yeah, then it wouldn't be a problem!" Frank shook his head excitedly.

Frank and Gerard can't go an hour without the sex or they would both implode. The snuck onto the neighboring set of "Titanic" and did it where Leo painted her like one of his French girls.

It was crazy and wild and then the tentacle joined. And then they were impaled and consumed for sustenance.

" t(-_-t) " Pete said.

" (/*~*)/ " Ryan said.

" (T__T) " Andy Hurley said.

" \(^0^)/ " Ray said.

"Rawr XD" a scene kid said.

"Milk", Brendon said.

I think we all know where this goes from here.