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Hello Music Mondayers, and welcome to the second edition of Music Monday, on this fine wednesday evening. It's been a while since I did a MM, but that's 'cause I've had ninety nine problems and four of them were catering. But nonetheless, I'll carry on and try to do this more often from now on. I've also decided to put a slightly more personal spin on this, so that it doesn't feel like you're reading what a robot has written.

( On with the goods! )

Ryan Ross under the cut, but it's really not good news. Click at your own... risk? I don't know. It's not nice.

( Coke? Really? )

Okay. I'M STARTING THE SPAM... NOW.

So this is mah Spencer Smith picspam, that I've been putting off forever. And Caro even drew me a pretty little sketch of him that you'll see later in the spam (he is mah mascot and mah mascot he will be) BUT she also told me that I had to comment on EVERY SINGLE PICTURE for her lulz. So, you know, blame her.

( Spencer; he wannnts you to look at it. )

Okay panictowel  , I hope you're watching. This is the other thing that I'm not even sure I like anymore. I didn't properly complete it as a prologue because I originally planned for it to be a oneshot, except when I worked on it last I don't think it went the way I wanted to and it just melted into fluff like snow in the sun. I wanted it to be serious, showing thier whole relationship, ups and downs, some of the flashbacks were going to be arguements, keen memories, breif break ups and then the big finish where they go thier seperate ways and Bert writes shitloads of 'fuckyou! choke-and-die' songs, i.e. Pretty Handsome Awkward and Gerard writes memories of them having what he called back then a good time, i.e. The Sharpest Lives. D'you get where I'm going with this? So be prepared for this to change/be improved/deleted/left to rot. Here we go, (working title from The Begining is The End is The Begining... I think, it's a long long title so forgive me for getting it wrong if I did, and by The Smashing Pumpkins, but remixed if I heard rightly.) Recoil And Grace. Oh, plus, it's got all the tags 'cause I wanted to finish it and then post it to mychemicalslash to see what that lot thought.

( Recoil and Grace, take one. )

Title: An Eight Out of Ten
Author: monvenin
Pairing: Frank/Bob
Rating: NC-17
POV: Third person
Summary: Frank and Bob meet in the sweaty, pulsing mass of people at the club.
Disclaimer: I don't know them, this is purely a work of fiction.
Wordcount: 1593 words.
Warnings: Sex, facials, swearing.

( An Eight Out of Ten )