Apple Pie Wall and the Shapely Frenzy

               ₩₩₩FRANK'S POV₩₩₩
"Mikey?" Gerard asked again 
running forward. 
"Gerard? Oh my fucking- I thought- " Mikey choked, overwhelmed. They reached each other and hugged. Both were sobbing and gripping on the back of each others shirts. My heart sank a little. Why wasn't I fully happy for Gerard?  I looked down at my shoes and then at Show Pony. He looked heartbroken. I walked over to him and touched his shoulder. 
" Are you ok?" I asked quietly. He looked at the Mikey kid and bit his lower lip. 
"No." he squeaked and took off on his skates.
Mikey broke away from Gerard. 
" I thought you were in prison." Mikey asked smiling widely
"I was Mikey. I was." Gerard's brow was furrowed. "Where's Show Pony?" he asked me.
"He took off." I replied snapping a little. Why was I acting like this?  
"He did?" Mikey asked looking worried " I'm Gerard's brother Mikey." he said holding out his hand. My irritation disappeared. I was relived  that he wasn't some lost love of Gerard's Did I like Gerard? Think of your thoughts over the past few days Frank.Yes. yes I did. 
"I don't think Show Pony knows that." I said quietly. His jaw dropped and he looked as though he had a sudden epiphany.  He quickly shook my hand and ran after the scantily clad man making his way down the road. There was silence
" What just happened?" Gerard asked.
" I have no idea." I said quietly
" What should we do?"
"Go inside?" 
"Ok." Gerard whispered. I took his hand and we walked to the shack. He slid open the plywood door and we stepped inside the dusty room. A tall man leaned against a desk. The image bore a striking resemblance to that iconic picture of JFK, an image of weariness but at the same time strength. A torn american flag hung on the wall. It was almost pitifull in its raggedness. A record was twirling on a turntable that stood in a corner. It was playing Ziggy Stardust by David Bowie 
"Hello." Gerard spoke quietly
The man turned around. He looked at us in confusion "Where's Pony and the Kid?"
"Long story. Mikey is currently chasing Pony through the desert." I said
"Ok." he smiled and gestured for us to sit down. He limped over to a wheel chair and sat down in it wincing in pain.  He settled himself in the chair and took a metal suitcase out of a large drawer.
"I assume you want to live with us, become a member of the familia?" he said quietly to us. We nodded and he smiled breaking out of the quiet shell. 
"Good. I'm Dr. Death and I will be your leader and brother until you are in the ground which if you turn out to be working for Better Living, will be sooner rather than later."