Kitten Play and Wolf Love (B2) (KPAWL)

Chapter fourty four

Frank laughs, pressing the record button.

"Hey lovelies, it's Gerard! So, we're going to be trying to play Pokémon Go. Here we have our very own expert, my little brother Mikey. Say hi Mikey." The sixteen year old groans, nose in his phone. Gerard turns to Ray.

"Ray, my boy. Do you think you can translate?" Ray chuckles.

"Yeah." He says, adjusting Mikey on his back.

"Okay. Well the closet stop is our high school, which is where we're headed."

"Well." Frank starts. "Here's the most important question Gee." He zooms the camera in a out out for effect. "WHAT STARTER DID YOU CHOOSE?"

"Bulbasaur." Frank nods.

"Oh! Something happened." Gerard runs up to Mikey, shoving the phone in his face.

"It too early." Mikey swats at the phone.

"Please?"

"Spin to win." He mumbles, trying to fall asleep in Ray's neck.

"Like this?" Gerard asks, spinning the phone in his hand.

"You idiot."

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"Frank pass me my milk carton."

"Ask nicely kitten."

"I will castrate you with a spork." Frank reaches up, flicking Gerard on the bite mark above his collar. He smirks as Gerard rolls over onto his back in the grass wantonly.

"I hate you."

"Love you too." Frank says, picking ham out of Mikey's chef salad.

"You guys make me sick." Ray says, turning into his math book.

"Why are you reviewing our old math book?" Gerard asks, still belly up in the grass. He grabs Frank's hand, shoving it in his mouth, along with another piece of ham.

"I'm tutoring your brother, need to review."

"You're whipped." Gerard's voice is muffled around Frank's fingers.

"Well, you're a bitch." Mikey defends Ray, snatching his salad from Frank. Gerard takes Frank's fingers out in rage.

"I'm a power bottom!"

"Bitch!"

Gerard leaps over Frank, knocking Mikey down into the grass. The brothers brawl, tickling and pulling hair.

Frank grabs Gerard's fashion magazine out of his backpack, sliding Mikey's forgotten salad over to himself and continuing to pick out the discarded pieces of meat.

"Frank, your mate is beating up my mate."

He turns, watching as Mikey flips over Gerard.

"Ray," he mocks in a high pitched tone. "Your mate is beating up my mate."

"I do not sound like that." Toro, crosses his arms, fro bouncing.

"Do too."

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"If this dog," Frank's dad starts, pointing at the pooch in his son's hands as he signs adoption forms. "comes anywhere near the house, it's going back."

"Ok." Frank says, rocking Sweet Pea.

"Alright." He says. "Bye."

"Bye!" Gerard and Frank yell together. After the lady hands Frank Sweet Pea's papers, Gerard moves up to the desk, cradling Mitch while he signs his own.

After forms are signed, the boys put their pets back in their cages.

"Alright." The lady from yesterday says, still smacking gum, red hair in a messy bun. "You're set to pick em' up on Saturday."

"Yep." Gerard sighs, twiddling his fingers through the cage bars and Mitch swats at them.

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"Ugh. I miss my cat." Gerard whines, playing with Frank's hands as the couple lay on the fold out couch.

"Shh. I'm studying." Mikey says, following Ray's finger as he explains algebra.

"For what?!"

"Next year. I want to make it a breeze."

"Nothing about senior year will ever be a breeze." Frank sighs, twiddling his fingers playfully as Gerard swats at them.

"Shut it shortie. You're ruining my mojo."

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"One more fucking day." Gerard murmurs under his breath as his ELA teacher rants about collage.

"One and a half if you count today." Frank shoots back, finding Gerard's hand under the desk.

"Shut it shortie. You're ruining my mojo."

"Well you're ruining your brother's quotes."

"FRANK AND GERALD, THIS IS VERY IMPORTANT!"

"Thats not my name!" Lyn-z and Jamia laugh from across the room.

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VERRYINPORTANT: Mkay, originally, I was going to have the story end after graduation. But, after thinking I've decided this one is going to go one for longer and have a squeal. Your welcome.

Votes and comments are always appreciated. I'll see you peoples tomorrow!