[-📸Frank & F/N📸-]

[-📸The Prologue📸-]

Inside the bedroom that looked like it belonged to a little boy is, where a young F/N L/N is currently sleeping peacefully in his bed.

Frank: (Stumbles in drunkenly, and turns on the lights) Kid! You gotta come on, you got-... you gotta come with me

F/N: (Rubs his eyes) What, Frank? What's going on?

Frank: I got a surprise for you, kid

F/N: But it's night time, you should be sleeping in bed

Frank: (Spills alcohol on F/N's bed) Come on, I got a surprise for you (drags F/N by the ankle) come on, hurry up (pulls F/N out of his bed and into the hall)

F/N: Ow! Ow! You're hurting my leg!

Frank: We gotta go, gotta get outta here, come on, got a surprise for you kid

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F/N and Frank were now in his latest Combo Vehicle as a drunken Frank drove it.

Frank: (Frank drives under the night sky) What do you think of this... combo vehicle, kid? I built it outta stuff I found in the garage

F/N: (Rubs his eye) I'm sleepy... is this the surprise?

Frank: Kid, I had to... I had to do it, I had- I had to- I had to make a bomb, kid, I had to create a bomb

F/N: A-A bomb?!

Frank: We're gonna go down to city hall and set it to explode, th-then I'm gonna report it as a terrorist threat, I-I-I need this kid, I ne-need this scoop!

F/N: B-B-But people will get hurt...!

Frank: Come on, kid, just take it easy, kid, it's gonna be good, trust me, I'll be back up in the charts for sure, and who knows? Yo-You might even get noticed by your little friends

F/N: You mean 'The Delightful Children From Down The Lane'?

Frank: (puts an arm around F/N's shoulders) When I arm the bomb and report it, you know? I want you to go to, you know? I want you to go to their next birthday party

F/N: Wh-What?

Frank: And so that's the surprise, kid

F/N: But I can't! The K.N.D told me they're bad people! But-but, but forget about that, because you can't blow everyone up!

Frank: I-I get what you're trying to say, kid, listen, I'm not... (spills alcohol down his shirt) you don't got... y-you don't gotta worry about me, ol' Frank here will be okay, yo-you won't be abounded again

F/N: What are you talking about, Frank?

Frank: You-You don't have to worry about me getting in the way of you making friends or anything, th-th-th- they're, they're, they're all for you, kid

F/N: I don't care about a birthday party! Y-Yyyyyyyyyyou-

Frank: You know what, kid? You're right (throws empty bottle into the backseat) let's forget the birthday party altogether, those kids, those kids are probably nothing but trouble, anyways (presses a button)

Robot Voice: Arming neutrino bomb

F/N: (Unbuckles his seatbelt) That's it... that's it, Frank, I'm taking the wheel

F/N jumps up on Frank and starts fighting with him over control of the wheel.

Frank: Get off of me, kid!

They begin to talk over each other.

F/N: I'm taking charge of this situation, Frank! (starts kicking Frank's face while grabbing the wheel) I'm put-I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm puttin'... I-I'm, I'm, I'm not gonna stand around like some sort of dumb... dumb person and just le-let you ruin the whole city!

Frank: (At the same time) Come on! What's gotten into you? If you love the city so much why don't you marry it? (pushes F/N) what are you, crazy? Alright, alright, kid!

He then managed to push F/N off of him.

Frank: Alright, I'll-I'll stop, I'll stop, I'll stop, I'll stop the thing, I'll stop the thing, big tough guy all of a sudden...

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Frank drives the car in front of their garage; he opens the door and tumbles out among dozens of empty alcohol cans and bottles.

Frank: We'll park it right here, kid, right here on the side of the ree... road here

F/N: We're in front of the garage, Frank...

Frank: You know what? That was all a test, kid, just an elaborate test to make you more assertive...

F/N: It was?

Frank: Sure, why not? I don't, I don't know- you know what, ki- (falls asleep and begins snoring)

Robot Voice: Neutrino bomb armed

F/N: Um...

These are the misadventures of Frank West and his little partner in crime, F/N L/N!

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