The entire goal and purpose of writing fic, in my opinion, is to make people flail like that. So I am absolutely and utterly thrilled that you liked it. I'm the one flailing now, too. [grins happily] Frank/Mikey's growing on me lately for some reason, although I can't find much of it. Their love is just so roommatey. :)

And Frank is totally srs bzns about being a Rock God! Because god knows Gerard utterly fails at it even though he does give it a good shot on account of being a complete and utter geek, and Ray's too busy being a music genius to properly get into the decadent cautionary-tale aspect of rock, and Mikey is...well, let's just say that anyone who posts pictures of their cats wearing bunny suits does not get to call himself a god of anything, ever. Except maybe a Dork God. Frank has nobly assumed the responsibility to hold up their end of the crazy rock'n'roll lifestyle stereotype.

It's a dirty job, but someone's got to do it. :D