"Now you aren't pulling my leg are you guys?" Hawkeye and Trapper exchange looks, quickly hiding their smiles before they told him of course not. Frank thought it over for a second, he had been tricked by them countless times, and quite embarrassingly too, but they had never pinky swore before. Where he came from a pinky swear was sacred, no one dared step over that with betrayal; well not he would know that from his own experience, from other kids but he knew.

"Well go on Frank, do it." Trapper urged. With a giggle Frank picks up the bottle and starts to spray it over himself, shrieks and drops followed by their laughter.

"You pinky swore! You both did!"

"Aw is it roses with a hint of vanilla, Hawk?"

"Oh I do I believe it is!" Frank picks up the bottle, unscrews the top taking a sniff.

"Disgusting a man wearing perfume! You said it was Holy water!"

"It is Frank. Trust us! It turns into it, you know like the water to wine? Tallulah France to Holy water."

"Oh shut up!"