Chapter 1: The beginning
Buttercup watched Tocar and Majin run up and down the court with three other boys unknown to her. Through all of the high school basketball games she had sat through, she never really bothered to learn the other boys' names. Her sons were high school seniors now and it seemed like yesterday she was fighting with her husband and trying to hide her pups from him. Speaking of her husband, he was down on the court coaching the boys. Of course her sons were the star players. With both her and Butch's genes, those two were bound to play division basketball somewhere. But the boys never spoke up about the desire to do so and she never pushed the subject either. Frost sat next to her cheering on his brothers. She smiled at how big her babies had gotten.
Frost was 6'2" and 17 years old, the oldest of the triplets. His pure white hair now sat in a low ponytail that stopped at his waist. He had muscles but was not muscular like his brothers. His skin was pale but not scary pale. Still his icy blue eyes looked at everyone distastefully as they hooted and hollered for his brothers. That was so annoying. Frost was smart but Tocar had surpassed him in the intelligence region. It used to bother him but now he couldn't care less. He was the best cook in the house for he had found his passion in the kitchen. And yes, he did hate being asked about his hair. People were so ignorant. It was his natural hair color straight from the womb of his mother. Frost was dressed in a white t-shirt and jeans. It hugged his figure perfectly. And Buttercup couldn't help but notice how many girls around them had been staring. Yet with all that, the calmness he was born with still surrounded his form. She vaguely wondered why he showed no interest in these girls but her sons were different.
Tocar was 6'5" and 17 as well. His long silver hair with green highlights was worn in the same fashion as Frost, except his stopped at his butt. He refused to cut his hair much to his father's dislike but he was almost a man now, so it didn't really matter. His lime green eyes were still calculating and knowledgeable. Tocar was muscular but not as muscular as Majin. His skin was tan but not overly tan; it was more of his mom's color. He was the most placid out of the three but also the smartest. And much like Frost, there was a calmness that surrounded his form even on the court. Tocar was highly anti-social for many reasons. People always asked him the same questions about his hair and eyes. He would be richer if he got a dollar for every time someone asked if he dyed his hair and wore contacts. He currently wore the schools jerseys and shorts for sports. Blue and red.
Majin was 6'6" and you guessed it 17 as well but he was the baby. His long jet black hair stopped in the middle of his back and it was in a single braid thanks to his mother. Majin had cut it after one of the fights he had been in had gotten blood in it. His red and emerald green eyes were filled aggression and possession. Majin was highly aggressively and was always in trouble. But he was a good student. Whether that was the help of his brothers or by himself, Buttercup didn't know. His body was built with pure muscles like his father. They often were found training together for Majin was to be the next alpha. He was still proud and never let anyone forget that he loved his brothers and would do anything for them. Majin's temper was a mixture of Buttercup's and Butch's. He was so mean because everyone was curious about his eyes. One eye was red and the other emerald with black specks in both of them that promised death if provoked. He was also currently wearing the school jersey and shorts.
Buttercup herself hadn't changed much. Still the toughest and rowdiest like before only there was more maturity to her now. She still trained like crazy to keep herself in shape which wasn't hard to do from years upon years of keeping herself up. Instead of the pixie cut she usually rocked, it was now a full mane of hair held in a high ponytail. Trading in her t-shirts and ripped jean, she now adored business causal for a CEO's wife who wasn't a trophy got down to business. Though at the moment, she was wearing her sons' numbers on her shirt along with a nice pair of jeans. Her eyes trailed to her husband. He was still the same except he had a haircut now. It was a buzzed look but he spiked it up like he did when they were younger. He was still muscular and hostile. But not at the moment. He was in a grey suit and a deep blue tie to match the schools color as he hollered at one of the boys to get back on defense.
Buttercup turned her eyes once more to see Tocar pass the ball to Majin. Majin took the ball over three guys and dunked it before the buzz sounded. They had won the game! Majin high fived his brother and nodded to everyone else. They were a close family. The boys didn't hang out with many people. This in the long run was highly understandable.
Buttercup turned to Frost. "Go get the treats from the car sir chef." She said in his ear due to the still cheering crowd.
Frost smiled softly at his mother as he went and got them from the car.
Buttercup stood and walked down from the bleachers to the floor. Her eyes were on the scoreboard so she didn't see the boy she ran into. He stumbled a bit before turning around and glaring at her. His group was surprised at the interruption to their conversation and glared at her with him.
"Hey watch where you're going lady." He barked viciously.
Buttercup didn't have to say anything because her son walked up behind the boy. "No. It's you who should watch where you are going Kevin." Majin's deep voice spoke dangerously.
This Kevin guy cringed before turning and looking at the muscular boy. His group turned in shock when his brother Tocar walked up behind them and glared down at them like insects.
"You would do well to not disrespect my mother." He growled.
"Now apologize for your rather rude comment Kevin." Tocar's placid voice said from behind him.
Kevin nodded slowly. "I'm so sorry ma'am."
"If I ever hear that you made another comment like that to my mother, I will make you regret it in the most painfully amusing way. You will wish you were dead." Majin threatened viciously. "And that goes for all of you." He said looking that group of people
Kevin nodded. Then his group nodded.
"Good. Now get out of my sight before I decided to let my brother make due on his promise." Tocar glared.
Kevin and his group scattered away from the three with fear in their eyes. Those two were really dangerous.
Majin glared at the direction they had gone before looking at his mom. She looked indifferent but the pride in her eyes gave her away. He latched onto his mom lovingly. Tocar latched onto the other side. Both kissed their mom's cheek before Butch and Frost approached. Butch kissed her lips lovingly before Frost kissed his mother's forehead.
"Here guys." Frost said handing out his famously made brownies.
Tocar nodded in thanks while Majin scarfed his down and was begging for another one.
"They're for your team." Frost answered.
"Who cares about the team? The only team that matters is us three." Majin commented dryly.
"Nothing more, nothing less." Tocar added.
Frost sighed. "Fine, eat them. I detest your teammates anyway. They always ask about my hair."
"You want me to fight them?" Majin asked brownie covering his lips.
"Thanks dear brother but I can handle them myself and no. The championship game is in two weeks. Wait till after." Frost sighed.
"Who cares?" Majin asked.
"You do. If we lose, you will be whining about it for the next month." Tocar answered grabbing another brownie. "You should really sell these. They are really good."
"Yeah bro. It would be a quick way to gain some cash. Besides I got a lot of people asking who makes my food." Majin agreed.
"I'll think about it." Frost shrugged.
All the while Butch and Buttercup were watching their sons interact. Majin always wanted to fight. Tocar liked to correct his brothers. And Frost loved to cook for them. They were an interesting family to say in the least.
"Hey mom, are we going out for dinner?" Majin asked licking the chocolate from his mouth.
Buttercup looked at Butch. "Are we?"
Butch nodded. "Your choice."
"Let's do a buffet. I'm starved." All three said at the same time.
Buttercup and Butch sweat dropped. The memory of the last time came to their heads. Plates were stacked high as the three kept eating. They even got into a fight with another customer over the last piece of steak. But they both shrugged with a nod figuring they deserved it for the great game they played.
The boys walked out in square around Buttercup. It was always this way since they were little. Tocar and Majin took the back due to being the tallest. Frost and Butch took the front. It was a close square but enough room for personal space. It was sort of natural. When they got outside, many girls stared swooning and cheering. The boys were a hit. Not only were the triplets hot, their father was too. The guys let out a few hoots at Buttercup. She was beautiful and every guys dream woman. The boys ignored them all but glared the boys for hooting at their mother.
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The place they decided to go was a local buffet. And as soon as Butch payed the boys raced to get their food. Butch and Buttercup sighed at their sons before going and getting a table large enough to fit all of them. Buttercup let her husband go first. She sat her purse down before looking up, coming face to face with a stranger. Her brow raised in question.
"Can I help you?" She asked placidly.
"What's a beautiful lady like you doing sitting here by yourself hm?" He asked showing his white teeth. His hand touched her cheek. He was doing well for himself by the smell of his cologne. His thick brown hair sat on top of his head. A nice gray business suit adored his chubby form. Why would he be here? But she herself had a lot of money. A small world. Her eyes caught her sons glaring at the stranger. She told them to wait till Butch got back.
And not a second later, Butch was behind the man glaring daggers in the back of his head.
"I would like you to meet my husband. Butch Jojo, the CEO of Jojo Enterprise." Buttercup said moving her head around the man.
The man turned and looked at The Great Monster Tycoon. This man had built a company from the ground up and it was one of the most successful businesses in the U.S. "Well if it isn't The Great Monster Tycoon of the companies." He said with a raised brow.
"I would advise you to remove yourself from my wife before I show you just monstrous I can be." Butch spoke dangerously but no emotion was on his face.
The boys stood watching anxiously. Majin being the most anxious, due to his need to go. This guy was acting high and mighty. Well he could knock him down real quick.
The man looked at Buttercup again before smiling. "Till next time Buttercup." He winked as he stood and fixed his suit. His eyes fell on the tall Butch Jojo with amusement. "Your wife is lovely. I'm surprised she agreed to marry you." He chuckled.
"Oh and by the way I forgot to give you something." Buttercup said standing. Inside she took offense to his comment. Why would she marry this creep?
The man turned around. "Oh?" He asked seductively.
Buttercup nodded. She stood before him while touching his shoulder. Her hand touched his thigh before moving over to a particularly hard appendage. She smiled beautifully at him and she leaned in closer. He thought he was going to get a kiss but what he got completely surprised him. She head butted him and grabbed his length tight. Her hand that was on his shoulder moved to his ear. She pulled it to her mouth where she whispered her threat.
"Touch me again and I will make you a female." She hissed with a killing intent.
The male nodded as he tried to stop the blood from coming out his nose.
"Good."
Buttercup let him go before sitting down again. The man walked away holding his nose and crotch. Butch growled lowly before sitting next to his wife. He could still smell him on her skin. That wouldn't do. He began to nuzzle her lovingly. Buttercup didn't fight it. She knew that he was taking off his scent and adding his own to her.
The boys sat down and began eating.
"I am glad you did something mother. I thought I was going to have to harm him." Tocar spoke eating his shrimp.
"Yeah me too. But he would be more than harmed when I was done." Majin agreed in between bites of his chicken.
"I wanted you to hit him." Frost sighed biting into his steak.
"I was glad it was you and not me." Butch whispered.
Buttercup smiled. "Me too."
