Title: Proven Wrong
Characters: Franky, Iceburg
Word Count: 191
Rating: G-PG
Summary: Franky tries to get away with something but instead learns a new fun fact.
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"And what do you think you're doing, Bakanky?" Iceburg asks angrily as he snatches the bottle of whiskey the teen tried to sneak out. "You're not old enough for this yet."
"I wasn't gonna drink it," the young Franky protests, making a reach for the bottle to have it moved out of his reach by the taller teen. "I was gonna use it for ammo for Super Battle Franky 14."
"That's even worse," the dark blue haired teen grumbles, sitting down at the dining room table, then places the bottle under him to keep away from prying hands. "Now go off and try to do something useful for a change."
Franky grins mischievously then makes another grab for the bottle saying, "Ya really think I'm gonna listen to anything you gotta say."
Iceburg moves the bottle away quickly and the younger teen ends up getting his hands trapped under the older teen's butt. A yelp comes out of Iceburg, instead of another reprimand as Franky gives his ass a good squeeze, much to his surprise.
"Guess I've been wrong all this time," Franky muses, "Your ass ain't that hard at all."