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Warning: wibbly wobbly timey wimey ahead. Read at your own risk!

Chapter 1: Broken Bride

The burning flares, the steam, your hair, bits of glass, they sparkled everywhere.

He could still see the image vividly in his head. His broken bride, his Francis, lying cold and still at the sight of the crash.

Your garden grave, I'd climb inside, hold your bones and slowly die. The cooling space inside your chest, my broken bride, you never breathed again.

Arthur awoke from his dream of what had happened 15 years ago. Well, technically he had dreamt of what will happen. He got up from where he had been lying down in his cave and looked out the entrance. looking up he saw a group of pterodactyls sitting just outside. "Bloody hell... They're still out there." He looked across the glacier to his time machine. Unfortunately Arthur had crashed before the birth of Christ, pterodactyls swarming.

The world is strange, the sinking earth and giant trees Through heavy air a demon shrieks. What have I done? What hell is waiting for me?

With a sigh he sat back down and continued carving Francis's name into the cave. "I'm sure to die... All my strife has been in vain." Just then he heard a deafening crack. Arthur looked up to see what was going on. The glacier was cracking. The dinosaurs panicked and flew off, giving him an opening that he gladly took. He made a mad dash to his timey wimey machine. I must get to my machine, I will bring you back to life. Fix your ruined lungs, I'll undo what time has done. Arthur thought to himself as he ran. Finally he had made it to his time machine. He quickly ran inside and went to the controls. As he was flipping switches, pushing buttons, and turning a knob or two he failed to notice his new passenger...

You died in 1989. Want to get back to that morning in May.

Arthur felt like he had motor oil down his throat, he couldn't speak as he dropped the phone. No. Not Francis, not now. He got up from his desk and ran out to his car, not even bothering to speak to his confused boss. Arriving at the street corner the man on the phone had told him he saw him. He thought he saw a body being taken away, Perhaps from the other car, but all he cared about was the man covered in blood in Francis's car. No. Bloody fucking hell no. but as the paramedics dragged him out he could finally see it. Francis was dead.

The next 15 years Arthur had worked. One Physics PHD, one million or so blueprints, and countless hours of blood and sweat later he had finally done it. He had built a time machine. The entire time people had tried to console him. But he would have none of that and soon Francis would be back in his arms. For 15 years he raged against the constant C, the speed of light, and it was all worth it for the promise of having him back. If it worked properly.

Hah! I totally just wrote that! I've been wanting to write this for a while now, It's the song "Broken Bride" by the amazing Ludo in the form of a FrUK fanfic! It's going to be like an outline as a posed to inspiration because the story is already all laid out all nice and awesome. The chapters are going to be by song btw so the next chapter, Save Our City, might not have Arthur in it at all and all the dialogue is going to be from the song... But seriously dudes, check out Ludo's music... But don't listen to all of broken bride unless you want spoilers (It's a rock opera.)...

Hey look, LINKS!

Broken Bride Part 1: watch?v=6n3KNmpPywY

Love Me Dead (One of my favorites)

Original: watch?v=0XH3oMNKApI

FrUK Version (This needs more love): watch?v=u6vj2ZikieQ

Their Channel: user/TheLudoVideoThing