(A/N So I got this idea from the MCR song Dead! ofc

Also! TRIGGER WARNINGS ARE IN THIS!!!!)

Frank lay in his hospital bed, facing the wall. The same wall he had had to look at for months. There were the faint remnants of when he and his friends had tried to play hangman, but then got caught by one of the nurses, and their game board had been scrubbed off.

The machines that were attached to Frank were beeping annoyingly, but to him they were only background noise. Another thing with his friends was when they had tried to make a song out of the noises, and had named it Hospital Headaches since the beeping had given Mikey a migraine.

Frank smiled a little, messing with the IV wires even though he wasn't supposed to. He missed his friends a lot, they had always made everything better, of course had pissed off the hospital staff, but it made him happy and laugh. But they weren't here now, and he was just gonna have to deal with that.

Gerard would come every single day he could, and would bring Frank a flower or two. There were times when the were just one on one, but most of the time Gee always brought his younger brother and their two best friends.

The two Way brothers used to run into the room, and launch themselves onto Frank's bed, jumping up and down. Ray would rush in and try to get the two down, and Bob would wave at him, but was usually quiet, but then would be as crazy as the rest of the group. Frank curled up in a small ball, his longing to be with his friends again making his whole body ache.

Mikey had died a year ago. He had gotten caught in a fiery car crash, which ended up in an explosion. The car was in pieces, and Mikey, well the fire department had found him, but the details had gone right over Frank's head while he, Bob, Ray, and Gerard just stood there in shock.

Only three months later Ray had died also, this time due to some unknown reason, but everyone was pretty sure he had killed himself. After the group had lost those two, Bob never showed up again. Everyone knew he was fine since he would occasionally text them to say so, but he never came to say hello in person.

Gerard had been the last one left. He had been a total wreck after losing his brother and best friend, but who wouldn't be? He would come into Frank's room and break down all over again, the two of them sometimes just sitting together in silence, or crying together. After a few weeks Gerard was hospitalized, and only three days after that happened, Frank found out his boyfriend had died also.

So now Frank was the only one left, still in the hospital, wishing to be with his friends for every waking hour of his day. He looked over at the monitors that were keeping him alive, seeing the EKG begin to slow down. Frank smiled to himself, yanking the wires out of his arms, hearing the machines begin to go off, but his hearing started to fade, and the last thing he knew was the room going dark.

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Frank's eyes snapped open, and he looked around where he was. Everything was a light shade of gray, and there were people in gasmasks lining the streets. He started to panic, standing still where he was, which he didn't exactly know.

"HEY! IDIOT IN THE STREET!" Frank heard a voice yell, the person sounding very familiar.

"WHERE!? OH JEEZ THEY'RE TINY!" Someone else yelled, then said something about running over, and Frank realized they were talking about him. He looked in front of himself, seeing a float like thing coming towards him. It was all black, white, and gray like everything else in this place, and he could roughly see people on it.

"HEY! GRAB THIS!" One of the people yelled, lowering down a black stick, which Frank recognized as a mic stand. He quickly grabbed onto it, getting swung on top of the float, rolling a bit, having to be caught by someone else. He stood up quickly, turning to thank whoever had helped him, but his jaw dropped.

"Ray!?" He exclaimed, staring at his tall friend.

"Frank!? Hey, man! Glad you could make it!" Ray exclaimed, hugging Frank tightly. Frank stood there in shock for a few seconds, then hugged him back. Once he let go, he was tackled into another hug by someone else.

"Frank fuckin Iero! I missed you!" Mikey exclaimed, pulling Frank out to shoulder length to look at him, then hug him again.

"Are-are you r-real?" Frank asked, his voice cracking at different times. "A-am I r-really here?" He suddenly felt a stinging sensation on his face, feeling pain erupt in the same place. "OW! WHAT THE HELL!?"

Mikey smiled a bit, flexing his fingers. "Go on, slap me back, I had to do this with Ray so go ahead." Frank nodded, slapping Mikey across the face, making him double over for a second. "Jeez, for a tiny guy you're real strong."

Frank grinned, hugging Mikey again, but was yanked away from his friend, and was suddenly looking a platinum haired man in the eyes. "Um...hi?"

"Frankie? Baby, is that really you?" Gerard asked, cupping Frank's face in his hands, giving him a small smile.

"GEE!" Frank practically screamed in his boyfriend's face, kissing him deeply. Gerard wrapped his arms around the smaller man, kissing him back.

"What the hell happened? I'm so glad you're here, but why? Baby, how did you die?" Gerard asked after they pulled away, still holding his boyfriend as close as he possibly could.

"I died?" Frank asked, then looked at Ray and Mikey who had both facepalmed.

"Hate to break it to you, my friend, but you're dead." Ray said, rubbing Frank's shoulder gently.

"Dead as a doornail, dead as in flatlining, dead as-" Mikey was saying until his brother cut him off.

"Mikes, I think he gets it." Gerard said, turning back to Frank. "How did you die, baby? Was it painful?"

"No, just my heartbeat started slowing down, and I took the wires out of my arm...it was like falling asleep, then I woke up here." Frank replied, looking around at everyone.

Gerard smiled. "I did the same thing, and it was great cause now we're here!"

Frank grinned. "Yep, this is awesome. We get to hang out for forever now, and nothing bad is gonna happen cause we're in...what are we in?"

Ray, Mikey, and Gerard smiled widely, putting their arms around Frank. "Frankie, welcome to the black parade."

(Im so sorry I thought that idea would be better in my head)