Gerard's POV. An hour later, Frank, Mikey, Erica and I exited Bob's pool house, having success with all the information we wanted to get

An hour later, Frank, Mikey, Erica and I exited Bob's pool house, having success with all the information we wanted to get. Once we were in the car, we began talking about everything that had just happened.

"I don't like Bob," Frank said.

"Why not?" Erica asked, looking shocked.

"He's an asshole," Frank explained. Erica laughed.

"That's just how he's been. Well, ever since the toxic explosion. He was really kind before then. I wonder if he got any superpowers but is yet to discover them?" she questioned.

"Pfft. He probably is Dr. Krustallos. He certainly was bitchy enough to be him. And his pool house was pink. Just like the acid crystal. And he had a curly haired friend on his sofa. That electric man has curly hair. Why didn't your super-smarts pick all that up, Erica?" Frank asked. You know, what he said actually made sense.

"I know Bob. Bob would never hurt anyone," Erica said.

"You're just blind cause you're related to him," Frank said to her.

"I am not!" she exclaimed, sounding annoyed.

"You know, maybe we could search that Richard guy on the police program," Mikey suggested. "He said he's been in jail before. All I did was ask him whether his afro got annoying and he said that before he went to jail, he never had an afro. But when he was in jail his hair just kept growing and he just puts up with it now," he explained.

"Good idea. Or should I suggest we look up Ray. Did you notice Bob kept accidentally kept wanting to call him Ray? I'd bet Ray's a criminal or something and he's on the run and so he goes under the alias of Richard. And I bet him and Bob aren't really life partners. Bob might like a shit load of pink, but my gaydar says that he is not gay," Frank said.

"Frank! Will you stop accusing my cousin of being a murdering super-villain?" she requested angrily.

"Erica, you're blind! Dr. Krustallos and Bob even sound the same. If Bob was in the toxic explosion, he probably did acquire super powers. And you know what? I'd bet if we all kept surveillance outside his pool house, it would prove me right," Frank persisted.

"Frank, do you remember the last time you tried to play Mr. Detective? You ended up making out with Mikey, thinking that he was The Dark Ninja. Don't you think that maybe, you could be wrong about this time, just like how you were wrong about Mikey?" Erica said. Oooh that was a low blow.

"Fuck you Erica. If you're too stupid to see that your cousin might want to kill Gerard and I, then so be it. But Gerard and I are gonna get to the bottom of this whether we have your help or not," Frank said as we stopped at a traffic light. "Come on Gerard. Let's get out of the car. I'm not taking this PMS crap from her," he added.

"No one is going anywhere," Erica said, locking her car doors, preventing Frank and I from getting out of the car.

Erica was beyond pissed off. Frank was beyond pissed off. And Mikey and I were just exchanging glances, wondering what the fuck we should do. The silence in the car was so awkward.

When we arrived back at the apartment that Frank, Mikey and I shared, Erica came upstairs with us.

"Don't you think you could piss off?" Frank snapped at Erica.

"This is my boyfriend's apartment. I don't give a shit that you live here. It's more his apartment than it is yours anyway. You only live here because you're banging Gerard," Erica yelled back at my boyfriend.

"You are a dumb, blind bitch. Just hack into the police system and look up Ray Toro. I'd bet he's in there and I'd bet that when Gerard and I keep surveillance on Bob's pool house tomorrow for the whole day, we will find that your cousin is that fucking pink power ranger. And then who'll be crawling back to me? Huh? I'm not a dipshit Erica. I've noticed for years that you always kiss my ass to try and get anything you can from me," Frank yelled back.

"If you're referring to the way I act towards all my friends as 'ass-kissing' Frank, then you're not the guy I thought you were. In fact you're a selfish, power-hungry asshole who needs to be put in his place for once." Erica screamed.

"I already know I'm an asshole. But thanks for reminding me anyway. Maybe it's time for you to run along home, bitch. I hear there's a bone in your refrigerator for you to suck on!" he exclaimed, storming off to our bedroom and slamming the door. The whole apartment shook as a result of his super strength.

And then Erica broke down into tears.

"I'm so sick of him and his theories. Bob is a good person. I'm so sure he wouldn't be Dr. Krustallos. I know him so well. When we both grew up in Chicago, he was like my older brother. And then his family moved to New York so I decided to move there once I was eighteen so that I could visit him. He's always been so great to me. And Frank has no faith in him. He just sees him as a murderer," she cried.

"Maybe it's best if I take you home. I'll stay with you the night and cheer you up," Mikey suggested. Erica nodded as she hugged my brother. I then let her and my brother out of the apartment before going to see Frank. Needless to say, he was gonna need some serious cheering up.