What Happened When Frank Died: Fun

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Frank died.

He looked up. A man stood over him, smiling down. He was pale.

“Hey kiddo!” he said, pulling a lollipop from behind his back and placing it in Frank’s hand. Frank looked at the lollipop, grasped in his toddler-fist, then up at the man.

“Are you an angel?” he asked.

The man nodded. “You bet.”

Frank licked the lollipop, pensive.

“But, I’m,” his head felt emptier, “I’m big,” he decided, unable to find the word.

The man laughed. “Not anymore kiddo. This is heaven, and heaven is fun. Big people are no fun. Don’t you want to have fun?”

Frank nodded his little head.

“Well then,” the man stepped aside. Behind him, the world opened onto and endless city of color; rides, mazes, playgrounds, laughter and stalls overflowing with candy; cotton and otherwise.

I’m too old for this shit, Frank thought. But that thought faded. He tried to hold onto it. He knew that with it, went more. But, it was gone.

“Go on Kiddo,” the angel said, patting him on the shoulder. Frank walked. The ground was soft. There was music. He headed to it. A great expanse of cloud had been cleared away. Animals danced on stage. Frank wobbled his way toward it.

“Oomph!” He cried, knocking into another boy. The boy began to cry. In a moment, from the air beside Frank, an angel stepped. He picked up the fallen boy, kissed him once. The boy began to giggle.

He stopped when the angel disappeared again.

“Sorry,” Frank said. The other boy smiled. It was a big smile.

“It’s okay,” he said.

“I’m Frank,” Frank said.

“David,” the boy said. Frank thought the boy looked familiar, but he couldn’t place it.

They stood, silent, a moment. Frank wanted to hug the boy, he wanted some big person to come tell him what was going on.

“Where are all the big people?” Frank asked the boy.

The boy shrugged. “The angels say that we don’t need to be big anymore.”

Frank frowned. “What does that mean?”

The boy looked a bit sad.

“Sorry,” Frank said, “have you been here a long time?”

The boy nodded. “Years. Two, or three?” he held up four fingers. “You get a party every year on the day you got here.”

“Cool!” Frank said, finding the idea more fascinating as moments came by.

“Yeah!” David said, matching his enthusiasm.

Frank frowned. “Do you want to be my friend?”

David thought about it. “Okay,” he decided. “But I already have a best friend. So, we can just be friends.”

Frank found that fair.

“Do you want to meet her?”

“Okay!”

David looked around, spotting a small girl jumping up and down on the belly of a giant teddy. Frank saw her too. He thought she was the most beautiful girl he’d ever seen, even though he couldn’t quite remember anything he’d ever seen.

David called out to the girl.

She turned, smiled, then rolled off the teddy and came running.

She was wearing a small blue dress.

 

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43 comments

  1. ahhh, there is the fun-story for Paul! Nice image, that everybody turns into child in heaven. And very funny, if your charakter talks in the same way, as before…hahaha….but perhaps this is also the trouble in the story, which will certainly to be imminent. A children-body with grownup minds does not work. The most beuatiful best-friend-girl of his new friend?….but perhaps this is the reason, why you titeled it “fun”. O.k. let´s have a look, whether I wrote anything, what makes sense. Normally I wait at least for penny or Paul to determinate the direction…another very nice story flash!

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    • haha well this story has many sides. The thing is, if you read all of the Frank series, this is a very sad/happy story. It’s rather bittersweet. So, the Frank stories are all meant to be enjoyed as standalone stories. But, there is a story behind them all of how frank died, about his wife, and his son. This story actually gives the biggest clues as to what has been going on throughout this whole series. If you read them all now, you should be able to figure out most of what happened to frank’s son, his wife, and how it all connects. That is my hope anyways. If you do figure it out, let me know. If you click “series” then What Happened When Franked Died” is the first one and those are all the stories involving this character.

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      • hahaha..o.k. I think I understood! Yes I realized David. We had this discussion abou the angel´s name…it´s the son. But I will read all stories again this afternoon. I always need to think twice, before I got the point…; )…I will let you know…thank you “flash” for your tips!

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      • Haha no problem. I just want to make sure I am getting across the back-story. It’s hard since the stories are not meant to connect in any normal way. My hope is that the pieces can be fit together eventually but because it is every Saturday I think it’s hard to keep track of all the clues week to week.

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      • yeah, I’m sure that makes it more of a challenge but you can always ask me anything and I’m here to clarify. And sometimes it is my fault. I’m not always clear in my stories, for sure.

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      • You are lovely, Flash! You are clear in your stories! It´s just a problem with translation for me, an of course the fact, that I´m not the fastes brain…and I have to admit, that I still did not begin to read. ….ashes on my head…I kept on reading and commentent for 8 hours all my mailbox…..tomorrow, I will ignore this..tomorrow, will be a ” WhwFd”-day…and of course I will ask you…don´t worry I´m sure, that I have to ask!

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  2. Frank’s dead?????????????????????

    Oh my God, ——— Hey Mom ———— They killed Uncle Frank.

    I don’t know Mom; they just said he was dead. ————– And he shrunk.

    No, I don’t think it was headhunters from Borneo. They don’t do that anymore Mom.

    Wait — I’ll ask them.

    Who Killed my Uncle Frank and why did they shrink him?

    They aren’t answering Mom. Maybe it is just a hoax. You know how they are always playing hoaxes on the internet, don’t you.

    I already asked them Mom – – – I don’t think they care about us.

    Nope ———– still no response Mom.

    WHAT??????????????????

    You’re glad that Uncle Frank is dead? That’s not very nice to say Mom.

    What do you mean he was just like Dad? Didn’t you like Dad either?

    C’mon Mom — you don’t really mean that —- do you?

    Oh crap, Mom. I thought you loved each other. Oh crap, crap-ola.

    Now what do I do?

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  3. I so look forward to your work, it’s such an amazing treat/gift. I want to say watching you get better and better is also a priceless gift, but I’m not certain :better” is the right word. More yourself, more exact in saying on the page what’s in your head? In any case, it is a sublime experience – thanks for letting us be part of it. 🙂

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    • Thank you for keeping me motivated. We only have three months left now. Both Nikita and I are tired haha but we are determined to try and make sure the work remains high-quality. I still have some experiments in the works so hopefully things keep improving.

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    • That makes me very happy to hear. Every week when I come back to Frank, it makes me happy. He is my favorite character to write about and his stories are always fascinating for me to write. I have kind of gotten to see him develop over this year. It wasn’t a well formed idea when I started. So, thank you for the encouragement. I’ll have more of his story coming until the end.

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  4. This, absolutely, beyond any shadow of a doubt, is your cruelest Frank story yet. Near disturbingly so.

    Also, I read your comment up above about the over-arching story. I think every character’s story’s jist is pretty clear at this point, even the friendly murderer Charlie, but I still can’t figure out why David’d be in Hell. The fact that I don’t know why also puts doubt in my mind as to how I think he was killed.
    Not sure if that’s intentional on your part, or if I’ve just missed a story or clue.
    Anyway, the mystery is exciting stuff. Especially Charlie, actually, I feel like his is the most subtle.

    And again, more shame on you for this exact story

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    • Haha thank you. Yes, you are really spot on. Charlie is a murderer and this story is quite cruel. I am really hoping that in the end it all makes sense. I write these stories every Saturday and the plot has developed as they go so I really hope that I haven’t missed a step or misled. When this year is finished Nikita and I plan to turn the Frank stories into a graphic novel and iron out anything that might be misleading. Right now this is almost beta-Frank. But I’ve tried to be careful. You are on the right track. If you figure out the story behind the story I will immediately delete the comment then email you happy as a bird. And thank you. As it stands I am worried I’ve missed a step somewhere along the way but this comment gives me a lot of my sanity back.

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  5. Yay! They figured it out. So as to not spoil the fun for anyone else, I’ve altered this comment. I’ll be sending you a message soon. Thank you!

    -Flash 365

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