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Frerard - ThunderstormTHIS IS FRERARD FICTION. BE WARNED, IF YOU DONT APROVE OF THE AMAZINGLY HOT COUPLE, OR IF YOU ARE ONE OF THOSE HOMOPHOBIC TYPES, DONT READ IT.
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Darkness floated round the MCR tourbus. It was 3 a.m.; Ray, Bob, Mikey and Frank were asleep in their bunks. Ray was snoring a little. Apart from that, and the scratching of Gerards pen as he drew in the corner by the orange glow of a streetlight nearby, there was silence.
There was a rumble of thunder and a flash of lightening. The lights went out.
What the fuck?!?!?! muttered Gerard.
THUNDERSTORM! YAY! called Mikey, waking suddenly before jumping up on his bunk and smacking his head on the bunk above him. Shit, he said. But THUNDERSTORM! WAHOO!
Whassgoinon? said Bob sleepily, woken by Mikeys shrieking. Another roll of thunder sounded.
Ray got up from his bunk and walked over in the dark to a window, clipping Mikey over the head to sh