lure [joji x reader]

30/10

Previously on the adventures of You and the friends of that man Franku, you were on your way to finding him so his degenerates would stop reeeting.

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"So Pink Gay, where are we?" You said you decided it was the best thing to call him.

Pink Gay turned to you and smiled in that endearing but ever so pedophile like way, you smiled back the say way but then he simply shrugged and said: "Eyy boss I habe cancer." To which you translated, "Not sure, but I know we're close enough" You nodded.

You really had come to love both of them, they were like the children you'd never had or even wanted. But in all seriousness, you would die for both of them.

Pink Gay continued to trot ahead. You almost felt a little bittersweet knowing no one would ever care for you as he cared for Frank. It was almost heartwarming but you repressed those feelings because you didn't have time to that. What were you? Gay?

Frog man galloped besides Pink Gay, they smiled at each other, and Frog man played a song from his nose with his rather disgusting recorder. The lands were interesting and held a special meaning to them you guessed. You had come across some dangerous creatures, like a deranged man in a green suit, mumbling to himself, you all nearly died if it hadn't been for Pink Gay. You thank him profusely to which he replied in his strange way but you could translate it too; "you're welcome"

After a couple more miles of walking, you all stopped and set up camp, which was a measly fire and whatever you could find to eat. Everyone was tired, and Frog man played a song on his recorder to help everyone sleep, he was on the first watch, but in the middle of his song, (which was very lovely) you heard a rustling in the bushes and you all armed yourselves, you found a twig and Pink Gay got into a battle stance. Frog man did the same.

But from out of the bushes came a man you'd thought you'd never seen again, at least not from hearing about Chin Chin from Pink Gay and Frog man.

"Sup bitches, we gotta skedaddle." Came a grunt from Frank. And you all took off. But suddenly you were teleported back to the apartment. You turned to Frank in awe. But he was too busy heaving.

"Holy fuck." That was all he needed to say. However you weren't safe just then, because behind you Chin Chin appeared, Frank's eyes widened.
"(Y/n)!" You weren't sure how he learned your name "Behind you!" and then Chin Chin hit you with a laser beam. You felt your insides burn and you shrieked and fell down in pain. You almost sure you could hear 'mmmm whatcha say play' play on loop somewhere.

Pink Gay was distraught and screamed, he then proceeded to throw everything of power he could at Chin Chin, to which Chin Chin promptly yeeted away.

Your breath was coming out in rasps. Frank and everyone else gathered around you. Pink Gay was yelling and he held your body, Frog man played a very sad tune on his recorder while sadly rubbing his nipples.

"Don't go into the fucking light, believe me, it's a fucking scam," Frank said while cracking a smile but it was almost painful for him to do it.

Pink Gay began to cry. You rested your hand on his cheek, the pain was so intense now.
"I'll miss you most of all my pink friend." Pink Gay let out a mournful howl. And you felt your eyes closed and you smiled thankful for the adventures you had and you let out your last breath.

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You were up in wherever, spending your life being happy and carefree, when one day, you heard a scream you'd thought you would never hear again. And you openly sobbed. It was Frank, Pink Gay, Frog man and some of Frank's friends you assumed. Pink Gay ran into your open arms, and you held him, he smiled at you. You let him go and turned to Frank, "Why are you guys here?"

Frank for once looked incredibly serious, "It was our time to go." He said with a bittersweet tone. You smiled and took his hand.

"Was I a good man?" Frank asks you, and you pause. You take Pink Gay's hand who takes Frog man's hand and then they all take hands with each other.

"No."

"I'm told you were the best."

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(IM CRYING THIS IS NOT OKAY)