sparrow015 | Music Meme #3

Mike patted Kevin on the shoulder and went out into the main room.

"Is he okay? Do we need to call a doctor? Is it a fairy thing?" Senior asked in quick succession.

Mike winced; he was still on tip-toe around Kevin's family - he still hadn't quite gotten a grip on the all-American christian wholesome types being quite so welcoming of their son's atheist, sometimes drunk, rockstar boyfriend. And their really was no polite way to say this.

"I think he's...he got all self-conscious about the glitter and tried to hold it in, and now he's..."

Nick was always quick on the uptake. "He's constipated?" he asked, working it out. Mike could have hugged him.

Joe just burst out in a laugh that would have done a hyena proud. Mike definitely didn't want to hug him.

Senior looked confused and a little embarrassed too. Mike felt a sudden kindred with the man. "How do we, uh...help?"

"Sparkly laxitives?" Joe howled.

"Not helping, Joe," the three other men chorused.

"He glitters when he's surprised. Maybe, like with hiccups?"

"Worth a shot," Mike shrugged.

Frankie walked in and stood between them, coming up ti their waists. "Leave it with me."

Mike would never ask what Frankie did that had the plume of glitter explode down the corridor like a hurricane to coat the lounge. He just nodded, one master pranker to another, as Frankie walked out wearing an oversized baseball chestplace, a dust filter mask and a pair of swimming goggles, and went to check on Kevin.

LOL, aw poor Kevin. You can't stop the glitter!

<3 Loved!

Retaliation against Pete! *cackles*

I am pondering. hmm how about:

Mike came onto the bus to find Frankie cleaning. This in itself was a highly suspicious activity, but the fact that he seemed to be collecting and sorting out Kevin's glitter was doubly-worrying. "Frankster," he said, mimicking the rising inflection he'd heard Denise use to good effect.

Frankie held up the cannister of Kevin's glitter. "I need you to get me in to Pete Wentz. I'll do the rest."

Mike nodded and decided plausible deniability was the better part of valour.

When Pete appeared on his music show that night, live, he was covered in glitter. "I'm honouring Gaga, glitter, the 70s and people with wings and evil siblings," he told his co-host with a forced laugh.

Frankie watched with smug satisfaction. "It really is sticky stuff," Frankie noted. "Wonder why no-one told him about the babywipes."

Mike put his phone away with an innocent smile. "Must have slipped their minds."

Revenge is swift and sweet! This is why you do not make Frankie mad. :D

your turn - TAI/Jonas vs rest of Decaydance - winner takes it all

The resulting mess that happened could squarely be laid at Pete's feet. He was the one who spoke on national tv about glitter and return had retaliation visited upon him by the youngest Jonas.

It could've stopped there, but Pete fired back and inadvertantly brought the TAI guys on the JoBros side vs the rest of the Decaydance label.

Right now, Nick and Butcher were hovering above the Fallout Boy bus, Nick's wings working overtime. After finding out Kevin could float, the boys had worked extra hard on strengthening their wing muscles and could now carry one person.

Butcher was heavy for Nick, but not so much and they landed gently ontop of the bus. Joe and Michael were launching their own campaign against the Panic boys, Bill and Sisky had The Hush Sound and Mike, Kevin and Frankie were going up against Cobra Starship.

They popped the top hatch open and set their trap.

~~~

The next morning was a flurry of activity as the Decaydance camp woke up to something out of The Parent Trap with string, honey, mud, glitter, feathers and more glitter was flung about the bus, attached to canisisters attached to the ropes, attached to various limbs.

Thus started the great Prank War of The Academy Is... and the Jonas Brothers VS Decaydance.

Gym Class Heroes was missed in the resulting prank war due to them riding ahead, but they were quickly brought in on the Decaydance side due to Gabe.

MORE!!!! What are the terms of armistice!

Frankie suddenly coming into his fairy heritage while 'held hostage' by Cobra Starship?

and SNAP! That please!

Frankie glared at Gabe Saporta.

He would not be swayed by The Cobra.

"My brothers will come for me."

Gabe snorted. "Isn't that line a little cliche'd?"

Frankie shrugged. "Maybe, but it means something and they will come."

Gabe smiled and ruffled his hair. "Then that will be interesting, little Jonas. Want an apple juice."

"Yes, please."

Apple juice got and given, Frankie settled on the sofa in the Cobra Starship bus. As far as kidnappings went, this was pretty cool. He thought Gabe was a bit of a dork, but Ryland was pretty cool with all the accents and Vicky was pretty - for a girl.

He scrunched up his nose in concetration. He wasn't too sure what to make of Alex and Nate, except Alex made good food and Nate was teaching him a complicated drum pattern he'd been hoping to nail for months.

Sipping on his juice, he felt warm and his back itched. Actually, he was starting not to feel good. He looked up at Ryland who was currently telling him some story about Kevin and butterfly nets and he rubbed at his nose. "I don't feel good."

Ryland instantly stopped. Fake kidnapping and holding a kid hostage was one thing, but a sick kid was another. He signaled Gabe.

"What doesn't feel good, kiddo?" Ryland asked softly as he plucked the juice from Frankie's hands.

"I feel hot and my back itches," Frankie mumbled and leaned against Ryland. He was tall and kinda comfy.

"Hmm," Ryland hummed.

"What's wrong with the nino?" Gabe asked as he came over.

"His back itches and he feels warm," Ryland said worridly as he felt Frankie's forehead. Frankie was slumped against him.

Frankie tugged at his shirt. "Want it off."

Gabe and Ryland exchanged looks. "How about we take the shirt off, but we wrap you in a blanket and take you back to your family."

"'Kay," Frankie mumbled and pulled his shirt off.

Ryland had to swallow back his gasp. Frankie's back was completely red. "Gabe..."

Gabe took his own look and wondered if this was an actual sickness of Frankie finally coming into his fairy heritage. Either way, they'd have to get him back to his family quickly. "Vicky, dear, you would call the other Jonases and let them know Frankie isn't feeling well and we're calling a temporary truce to bring him back."

Vicky cast a quick glance over Frankie herself and nodded. "Of course Gabe." She went off to make the phone call.

Frankie started to cry as his back split open and his wings burst forth. They fanned in the air drying out.

"Shit!" Ryland muttered as the wings weakly battered at his chest. He manuevered himself and Frankie so Frankie was lying on his stomach. He could see Frankie's finger nails had hardened and formed into claws and a quick check saw the pointed ears as well.

"Frankie?" Gabe asked worridly.

"Still don't feel good," Frankie mumbled and yawned. And there were fangs in the kids mouth.

(poor Frankie! I feel bad about doing that to him, but Kevin, Nick and Joe were alseep when they went through their own transformation)

Frankie is going to eat out on this story for MONTHS

you should continue the next part. :D

Getting Frankie back to his brothers and their reactions to Frankie's transformation. :D

Ryland held Frankie in his arms as Gabe knocked. Kevin opened the door with a smile. "Bring him in," he said.

"Jonas, seriously, we didn't" Gabe began as they let Ryland pass, but KEvin stopped him with a touch.

"We've been expecting this for months, sorry it had to happen while you had him," Kevin said. "No need to apologize. I better Frankie's just going to be cranky it cut short his visit. He's been trying to meet you for weeks."

Gabe, a little mollified, followed Kevin through to the lounge. Frankie was lying on his side, facing the back of the couch as his brothers checked over his wings. "....and I had juice, and Nate was teaching me this drum trick, and then I felt hot and itchy and..." and he was crying.

His mother soothed him with a touch. "Shh, baby. Your fever's already coming down, and they are such beautiful wings."

"Badass," Joe corrected, only earning a mildly scolding look from his mother. "Frankie, your wings are the colour of your hair, really dark and cool."

"Raven's wings," Gabe said. Everyone looked at him, but Frankie laughed.

"Cool. Raven's are cool, right Gabe?"

"Right, el cuervo," Gabe promised. He nodded at Ryland, and the two quietly backed out.

"Hey," Kevin called as they steped off the bus. He leaned down the steps. "You two better re-kidnap him once he's feeling better, otherwise he'll be all disappointed."

Gabe and Ryland traded a look and a nod. "How do you feel about taking defectors, Team Jonas."

Kevin smirked. "'Bout time you came to your senses and joined the cool winged kids."

Gabe laughed and nodded. "Text us when raven-boy's feeling better, we'll scheme a little scheme as a wing-warming present."

With a skip in their step, the two men headed back to their bus.

Awww! There are hearts in my eyes! Seriously!

And defectors! *giggles*

Frankie goes shy when Mike comes over to visit on the bus, not wanting to show off his wings to him

But Mike has been coached, and besides, he is wise in the ways of the Frankie.

The wings are officially badass. It's not even a lie. They're, like, five shades of black and long and narrow and kinda sleek.

"And they don't glitter, yes!" Frankie added with a fistpump.

"You know, you look like a fairy of old," Mike said as he took in Frankie's new look.

"Huh?"

"The wings, claws, fangs and ears," Mike pointed out. "Those type of fairies used to guard treasure and glittery things."

Frankie adopted a thoughtful look on his face. "Really?"

"Really," Mike promised. If Mike knew what Frankie had been thinking when he told him that story, he would've retracted it right away.

~~~

Kevin was making a sandwich for himself and Mike when there was a warcry and Frankie pouncing on him.

It was a good thing the wings were flexable as they both went down in a tangle of limbs. "Frankie!" Kevin cried out as Frankie clung to him like a limpet.

"You glitter, Kevin," Frankie pointed out and then grinned, fangs flashing. "All your treasure and glitter belong to me."

Kevin sighed and wondered who he had to kill for putting that story into Frankie's head.

Mike plucked Frankie off him. "Glitter isn't real treasure," Mike told him, and Kevin sighed and reminded himself he kinda loved the moron, and it'd be bad form to kill him.

Frankie scampered off in search of better quality treasure. Mike's smile faded as he saw rthe look on Kevin's face. "What?"

"You filled his head with that story?" Kevin asked as he slowly got up, flexed his wings to make sure they weren't hurt and crossed his arms across his chest.

"Well, yeah," Mike shrugged. "He was kinda freaking out and hiding from me and I thought it'd make him feel better about the whole," He waved his hand. "Transformation."

Kevin sighed. "You're adorable when you're being stupid," he told Mike fondly. "You've just given him an excuse to steal stuff," he added off Mike's blank look.

Mike's sudden expression of "Ooops" really was adorable.

Frankie escaped to his bunk, drawing the curtain close, wings fluttering excitable behind him. He frowned and they stilled.

Reaching under his pillow and matress, he pulled out a small jar filled with nickles. He really did like shiny and treasure. And now he had a reason on why he was acting like a squirrel with nuts.

He quickly hid the jar away and sighed. Maybe if he hammed it up really well they wouldn't notice if small things went missing.

It wasn't bad, just, he liked shiny things.

And he was always careful not to take things that were important to others, just little things that wouldn't be missed.

He wasn't bad, he just...liked shiny things.

New prompt! any kind of prompt! :D

ummm, Mike/Kevin - public outing

Mike and Kevin were sitting on a bench at the beach. They were leaning against one another, sharing a bowl of frozen yogert bought from a stand.

Kevin was basking in the sunlight, wings idly fanning them from the heat.

"Wish I had wings to fan myself," Mike grumbled.

Kevin smirked and patted Mike on the cheek. "Aw, does Mike want something to cool him down?" He then laughed. "If you want wings, Pete's halloween party is coming up, I'm sure we could find - something."

"I don't care what anyone else says, you're the most evil of the Jonases," Mike said as he dug into the yogert.

Kevin beamed at him.

(you didn't say what kind of outing. ;) )

(that was the point *g* aww, day at the seaside!)

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