Son of a Gum 🌷
"Frankie, you're easily the most flexible in our class, even if Simon is still the best gymnast but none of us can stretch like you do!"
Frankie blew a bubble and popped it. "I don't know, stretching just reminds me of bubble gum. So my body likes it. Maybe I'm just natural?" He blew and popped another bubble.
"You're a real gum-nast, Frankie!" Andrew laughed to the brand new joke he just came up with.
"That's not true!" Michael argued. "He's just stretching all the time! Before classes, during classes, between classes, after classes and even while doing his homework for reading and writing! We could all get that flexible if we were so obsessed with it!"
Frankie pouted. "And how do you know all that?! Were you stalking me all day??"
Michael blushed. "N- no... I mean, I just peeked every now and then because I really like your stretches."
"Well, in this case, you will be my stretching partner from now on. I can't stand it that we only get the teachers to stretch us during classes. It's like only being allowed to chew bubble gum during lunch instead of all day! If I had a helping hand more often, I could finally get my shoulders through my legs. It's my favorite stretch that I've seen in my magazines about contortion but I can still only get my neck through my legs and not the shoulders..."
"Don't worry, Frankie, I'll help you! I'd really love to see you in that amazing position! You will blow your bubbles as you blow our minds!"
"Hehe. Thanks. I'll be having the day of my life when I can finally do it."
I had this little idea that Frankie could be the most flexible/stretchiest in the class, which is somehow related to his love for bubble gums. So that thought inspired this little unofficial fanfic of sorts..
This is supposed to be him during the bending and flexing class, stretched by the teacher.