Hey guys! Been a while ya?
Anyway I'm re posting the first chapter, because it was annoying me.
Actually it's like the first six chapters, I didn't like the idea of this much gay chapters.
So Anway, I made some changes, good changes too! Please reread it if you have.
If you haven't read it the first time, enjoy!
The big thing is that I want you guys to tell me is if there are any spelling errors or whatnot, so I don't have to reread and hate it all over again.
Thanks for those who's been reading it upon my procrastination.
Note: The chapters might be a lil weird.. so bear with me.... I'm trying to do this all in one night.
"This is crazy Alex."
Alex rubbed his eyes in exhaustion. "Three hundred and forty seven." The scientist muttered. He turned to his assistant, "Yes, I understand that Douglas, you've been saying that for the last six months," Alex gave his redhead assistant a face of seriousness. "But in science, nothing is really crazy. Think of Franklin, Aristotle, Newton, DA VINCI, they thought out of the box, EINSTEIN for Pete's sake!" He said getting passionate.
Doug Seaborg watched his long time boss and smiled. The redhead was assigned to him fresh out of college. Alex Tech has been working for only two years and was already a respected scientist when Doug started out.
Doug knew, after the his first two weeks working, that Alex was the kind to take risks, to do what no one would. This brunet scientist was the person that would take the time to build an efficient bridge than just walking across shallow water claiming that all large rivers start that way.
Now, four years later, they have their own lab, well they rented their own lab, and are currently working on a project Alex has been thinking about since he started college. From what Doug knows, his crazy idea has, apparently, been proven, about 6 months ago, by some scientist in the infamous town of Townsville.
-6 months ago-
Doug squinted at the clock on his bedside table. Four A.M. He sighed, as he rubbed at his eyes and answered the call that disturbed his peaceful sleep. Before he can greet the caller, he was interrupted with an excited squeal.
"Doug it works!"
Doug held his breath, clearly pissed off. He frowned but never the less asked "What works Alex?"
Alex wrinkled his eyebrows but ignored the tiredness in Doug's voice and continued. "My theory will work."
"Which theory?"
"The theory." Alex encouraged.
"… Conducting electricity through electric eel eggs-"
"No, stop guessing." Alex said, getting bored. " Generating embryo's out of pure chemical compounds. It's been proven!"
Doug sat up attentively. "What are you talking about? By who?"
"A professor in Townsville!" Alex said with a grin.
"… Alex"
Alex blinked. "What?"
"Townsville?" Doug replied, unsure. "Really?"
"Look, I understand Townsville isn't really known for this kind of stuff. I mean, an eighteen time governor, constant so-called monster attacks, crazy mad scientist, etcetera. But, he did it, he really did. It's in the paper!"
"How'd you even get the paper?! It's four in the morning!"
"It's yesterday's paper. This all happened three days ago, and me finding out about it now is just upsetting."
Doug scratched his head. "It's not on yesterday's paper, I read the paper, I gave you my paper."
"You didn't read Townsville's small column on the middle left corner of the second to last page."
"Of course not, it's annoying how they keep claiming that a monster destroyed their city, even if there is never a sign of destruction the next day. They're that infamous that they are practically separated from the rest of the world-"
"Yeah whatever. I just read the section no-"
"Why do you read that section?"
Alex sighed at how they kept getting off topic. "Because at work, during our five minute break, I have already read the whole paper, skipping that part. I woke up this morning, and you know how reading helps me sleep, I grabbed the closest thing with letters on it, which turns out to be the paper, and I must've skipped it, but I read that part and was so excited, I called you. So before we get off topic again, I have a plan, and I have to know if you're with me."
Doug drew in a breath. "I don't know, it doesn't really sound that promising…" Alex, on the other line, gave into his childish habits and crossed his fingers. "Fine, I'll help out." The brunet scientist silently rejoiced and kissed his crossed fingers, happy that it has never failed him. "But, it sounds like a long process, and with all the experimenting we have to do for Mo-"
"Naw don't worry about that, we're quitting." Alex said bluntly, closely looking at his reflection, thinking back on his last haircut.
The red head almost choked on his interrupted words. "What?" He managed to spit out.
"We'll rent our own lab. It'll be perfect, no one in our way, no one messing with our stuff, and it comes with laboratory equipment. The only bump is that we have to purchase our own chemicals and test supplies. So the experimenting and testing will have to start from scratch."
"You really thought this through haven't you?" Alex nodded proudly. "You forgot, though, that purchasing, equals money, and quitting our jobs, equals no money!"
Alex grinned. "Ah Doug, that's where you're wrong. We'll just cut our needs a bit. How about sharing an apartment? That will reduce rent costs, and ramen for dinner every night, what's wrong with that?" He asked shrugging.
"YOU IDIOT!"
The grin on Alex' face disappeared. "Hey!" He yelled back, offended.
"We still need money! But I like it, I hate the old lady next door anyway."
"So my apartment? Perfect, because it will be closer to the lab, it's a bit larger, and I don't have to deal with moving things."
"Ha Ha." Doug sighed sarcastically. " You do know this is crazy, right?"
"That's o~ne!" Alex sang, smirking. "I'm going to count from now on every time you refer to this project as crazy."
Doug frowned, unamused at his friend's bad singing skills. "I can hear you smirking." Alex instantly frowned at the comment. Doug sighed. "This better work out."
"Don't worry," Alex reassured, waving the topic away. "I have an extra room and-"
"No I mean the whole experiment!" Doug said impatiently.
"Yeah, yeah, it will work, I promise you." Alex reassured. "If my calculation's are right we'll be a success within a year!" Alex said triumphantly. "G'night Doug!" Alex hung up the phone with 'A YEAR?!' still ringing in his ear.
"Just because it's great doesn't mean it's not crazy." Doug muttered as Alex finished his speech and turned to his work.
Alex sighed. "That's three hundred and forty-eight Doug. " As he poured chemicals together.
"Stop counting will ya?" Doug said irritated.
"Then stop saying it!" Alex turned back to his chemicals. "Come on, come on." The brunet watched the chemicals bubble, then stop.
He stood up after a moment in disappointment and sighed. "Today's status report Doug." Alex said taking his goggles off.
"Well, today, we used up three more beakers of chemical X, and we turned out with... eh, nothing." Doug said sadly.
"How much chemical X do we have?" Doug asked
Doug flipped through his clipboard, "Uh, two more..."
Alex looked down. In the beginning of the last six months, Alex and Doug was attempting to make chemical X which Professor Utonium said took him most of his college years and after to create, to make it worst, Pr. Utonium didn't even know how he himself created it. Fortunately, they somehow accidentally created a batch of it in just four months. They confirmed it with the Professor and started with their experiments.
The Professor supposedly created the Powerpuff girls using a mixture of sugar, spice, and everything nice. Doug didn't believe it and pressed on Alex that he shouldn't do the same. It would be best to use different measures for a different result. Alex trusted in his friends judgment and they created and tried different chemicals instead. Sadly, none of them worked. The Chemical X they created showed little to no reaction to the chemicals they mixed it with.
"Doug, this isn't going to work." Alex said sadly, he sat on a swivel chair and faced his computer.
"Alex don't say that, we have two more, we can keep trying." Doug said enthusiastically. "Let's use them up today, and if we are, we have to do it quickly, I have work in half an hour." He said, glancing at his watch.
Alex smiled. "Okay, we'll do it, and if it doesn't work, well, we had the best six months from that retched company."
Doug slumped, "No~, you had the best six months from work, I didn't quit, remember?" Doug decided that since it was a going to be a long time project, that he should at least stay working in order to buy needs and pay for bills.
"Yeah, I meant 'I', anyway, " Alex said waving the subject away. "Let's put whatever we want in it." Alex said, his eye's twinkling.
Doug's shoulders slumped as he watched Alex saunter around the lab, in search of 'ingredients' that suited his mood. "I said we can keep trying, not go reckless."
"C'mon Doug," Alex whined, his hands full of random things. "You pretty much owe me. Do you know how much I hate the word 'crazy' now? HUH?"
Doug narrowed his eyes. "Fine, put whatever you want in it, but not live animals." He added, cautiously taking the small snake coiled around Alex' wrist.
Alex pouted but shrugged it off, he dumped all his stuff and grinned, excited on what he would do. He cocked an eyebrow as Doug hung up his lab coat. He ran over to his friend and grabbed his arm. "Oh no you don't. You're staying until I'm done and the results are in!" He said with as much force he can muster.
Doug lowered his eyebrows. "Fine."
"A~nd since we have two more chemical X left, I want you both of us to each make one. I don't want to be the only one having all the fun."
The younger scientist felt himself sinking in immatureness. "Sure, just hurry with it." He said grabbing a beaker of the chemical. Doug went into their tiny greenhouse area, looking for reasonable items while Alex went back to his pile of random junk.
Alex chose to put some experimental snails, snips of hair from their 'hair growing' experiment, and a dog's tail.
Doug found some tiny scales, probably from a fish or iguana, a rare blood orange, and a cat's tail.
Doug walked toward to where Alex was pouring his 'ingredients' into a large bowl.
"So what did you choose?" Doug asked looking over his friend's shoulder.
"Snails, hair, and a dog's tail." Alex said turning to Doug.
Doug rose an eyebrow, "Snips and snails and puppy dog tails?"
"Hey, I don't want to be a copier and do sugar, spice, and everything nice, now do I?" Alex protested.
Doug laughed, "I got an animal scale, an orange, and a cat's tail."
"Why do we have this stuff in here anyway?" Alex smiled.
Doug dropped his things into another, equally large mixing bowl. "It was here when we rented the lab. No big deal."
Doug poured his chemical X into a glass, spherical container connected to a tube and hung it on a pole over his bowl. The tube dripped chemical X slowly into the bowl like an IV bag dripping medicine into a person. Doug turned on the mixer and watched his contents swirl.
Alex rolled his eyes at Doug. "What?" Doug asked adjusting his glasses. Alex smirked and poured all of his chemical X into his bowl. Doug crossed his arms, "I'm leaving and I want to be here when my experiment starts to works." Doug added sarcastically.
Alex shrugged and started mixing his mixture with a large ladle then sighed really not expecting his experiment to start bubbling. Alex peered into his bowl, his eyes lit with hope.
"Doug, DOUG! I think it's working!" Alex said gesturing for Doug to come over. Doug was putting on his coat and quickly came over.
"Really?!" He said excitedly. They looked into the bowl which started to vibrate.
"Yes! It's working!" Alex said grabbing Doug's arms and shaking him.
"Uh, Alex, I think we have to get out of here..."
"What do you mean?" Alex said curiously. Doug pointed a finger behind him. The brunet turned and saw the bowl shaking violently, the mixture spilling over the counter.
Alex and Doug ran screaming away from the experiment.
"Hmmm." The red head peered around the messy laboratory.
"So, what do you think red?" Butch said impatiently.
"We're not in Mojo's lab." Brick said turning to Butch.
"And we aren't in Him's lair that's for sure." Boomer said poking at a plant.
"Shh." Brick said, holding his hand as a halt towards Boomer. Boomer froze in mid step as Butch snickered at him. Boomer stuck his tongue out at his brunet brother as Brick narrowed his eyes at them. "I said, 'Shut up!'' He growled.
'Whimper'
The three boys snapped their heads towards the greenhouse.
"Shh!" Alex whispered to Doug. Doug clamped his hands to his mouth, his eyes anxious. Before Alex can think of what to do he was slammed to the wall. Alex opened his eyes and saw ruby red ones.
"Which one of you created us?" The red eyed boy said. Alex turned his head and saw that Doug was also against the wall, but being held by a dark, spiky haired boy. Alex was then instantly grateful that he was held by the red haired kid for Doug looked like he was struggling to breathe.
"Answer him!" Another boy, a blond one said. All three of them were sporting long sleeved shirts, black pants, and sneakers. The only difference was their hair, eyes, and the color of their shirts.
Alex narrowed his eyes, they looked to be just five years old! "Uh," He started. The boys gave him a curious look as he cleared his throat. "One of us did..."
Brick drew a breath in annoyance at the mans obstinacy. "Well duh! Allow me to repeat myself. Which one of you created us?" He asked in a harsh tone.
"Of course, but it is extremely helpful if my airway isn't restricted." He said hoping that it sounded confident. Doug gave him a worried glance. "My, uh, friend too." Alex said choosing his words carefully.
Brick raised an eyebrow. He let go of Alex. "Butch, let him go." Butch looked over to his leader and growled. "I said, let, him, GO!" Brick said sternly.
Butch reluctantly shoved Doug away from him. Doug gasped for air and struggled to get up.
Alex went to help Doug up but was stopped by Brick. "Answer my question." Brick said menacingly.
Alex stood up strait and crossed his arms, trying to look bigger. Brick grinned upon noticing and floated up so they were eye level.
Alex slumped, "H-H-How,"
"Just, answer my question." Brick said impatiently.
"Yeah," Boomer piped up as Brick narrowed his eyes in irritation. "Spit it out! How- who? Howard?"
Brick hovered up to Boomer and hit him upon the head. Butch laughed evilly and started bouncing in place. Brick just gave his raven haired brother a look and he stopped.
Alex and Doug watched them for a moment when Alex finally said, "I was the one to create you, but if it weren't for him," Alex pointed at Doug, "I wouldn't have succeeded." Alex added quickly.
Doug looked at his friend incredulously. Was he really putting the blame unto him?
Brick eyed Alex, "Well, that makes things complicated."
"And BORING!" Butch added annoyed. "If they both created us then we can't kill neither of them and I haven't killed anything in the longest time!" Butch said swatting at a flower.
Doug sighed in relief and gave Alex a grateful smile, but was extremely disturbed at Butch's comment. Alex hid his smirk, somewhat proud of himself.
"Now what?" Boomer asked Brick.
Brick floated up to Alex, "The names Brick."
"I'm Boomer." Boomer said proudly ascending.
"Butch." Butch grunted floating up.
"And we're the Rowdyruff boys!" Brick and Butch said in unison.
"-dyruff boys." Boomer ended awkwardly. He glanced nervously at Brick and Butch. Brick just glared at him while Butch zipped over to hit him then zipped back.
"Uh, I'm Alex Tech, and this is my friend," He gestured to Doug.
"Doug." Doug said nervously.
"And we are, uh, The Scientists!" Alex said crossing his arms.
"Yeah, what he said." Doug said getting into the same pose.
Brick raised an eyebrow, Butch and Boomer shared a look, then all three of them burst into laughter. Doug and Alex shared a relieved look. They did look pretty silly, Doug wearing his jacket and being a foot shorter than the six foot Alex who was wearing his white lab coat and a pair of goggles on his head.
"Well, at least I look like a scientist." Alex smirked. Doug flattened his eyebrows.
Brick caught his breath and looked at his brothers in annoyance. "Enough!" He said loudly. Butch stopped but was still smirking and twitching madly while Boomer kept laughing. Butch zipped over and hit his blond brother then zipped back.
Boomer glared at his brother than blinked. He looked down than looked up at Brick. "Yo Brick, I'm hungry." Boomer said clutching his stomach, Butch nodding in agreement.
"Fine, let's go get some sandwiches than." Brick said casually.
"Er, how are you going to pay for it?" Doug pointed out.
"Pay for it?!" Boomer laughed. Brick grinned while Butch twitched in excitement. Doug scowled.
"Uh, If you're hungry, why don't we all go to 'Pals Pizza Place', it's just down the street from here." Alex suggested quickly, "Plus, as your creators, we should take care of you, right? And pay for it and all..."
The boys all three crossed their arms.
"We don't need to be taken care of." Boomer said.
"Yeah, we cant take car of our-" Butch started.
"Sure." Brick interrupted. Butch and Boomer stared at their leader. "As our creators, you should take care of us."
"They should?" Boomer asked.
"Yes, Boomer, they should!" Brick snapped.
Butch tugged Brick away from the scientists and motioned for Boomer to follow. "What are you talking about red?" He asked shaking Brick's arm. "Are we really going to let them care for us like we're little kids?"
"First of all, let go of me!" Brick said pushing Butch off him. "And second, they are our creators, we owe it to them for creating us. Plus, they aren't manipulating us right away like Mojo-" Brick stopped abruptly and blinked a couple times. His brothers continued to converse, not noticing.
"Or emotionally abusing us like Him did." Boomer added intellectually. Brick and Butch stared at their blond brother.
"Man, being in a laboratory this long is getting to his head." Butch said to Brick. Boomer flattened his eyebrows and crossed his arms.
Brick shook his head, getting back to the conversation, and eyeing his dark haired brother. "What about you? Dude, that was a logically correct sentence." Brick said poking at Butch.
"Logically? That sentence was totally illogical. How can my surroundings affect me mentally?" Boomer argued.
"Then you give us an explanation to how you are acting and talking so smart." Brick shot back. Boomer just bit his lip in defeat.
"Plus, it's a laboratory, and because of the chemical explosion of our creation, it's a wreck, it wouldn't be a surprise if we stepped into other chemicals or inhaled some kind of fumes and I GOTTA GET OUT OF HERE!" Butch shouted.
As the Rowdyruff boys huddled in discussion, Doug turned to Alex. "Alex, what are we going to do? Do you really expect to care for these kids?" Doug asked his friend worriedly.
"Sure, why not. I created them, therefore I would be responsible for any good or bad action they do, and I prefer it to be a good action. If they allow me to care for them, But we have to be careful with them. We can't tell anyone about them or their powers, we could lose their trust instantly. Then, with that trust, I can work on teaching them morals and how to control themselves. " Alex stood up strait and brushed at his lab coat proudly. "Before you know it, they will be well and proper young men under my supervision."
"I GOTTA GET OUT OF HERE!" Doug and Alex turned their heads to see Butch running around crazily pulling at his dark locks. Alex grinned, seeing Boomer watch with worry while Brick watch in amusement.
"Then let's hurry on out of here and get us some pizza!" Alex said enthusiastically.
Boomer clutched his stomach again, Brick crossed his arms, and Butch twitched impatiently.
"Good." Boomer smiled.
"Fine." Brick huffed.
"Please!" Butch pleaded pulling Alex and Doug towards the entrance.
Doug glanced at his watch as they walked outside. "Uh, will you save me a pizza? I'm already late for work, I'll, uh, see you all at home then?"
"Su~re, I'll save you a pizza uncle Doug." Boomer said, grinning evilly.
At first Doug's mouth opened at the label uncle but then he shook his head and readjusted his glasses. "Um, Alex, will you save me a pizza. I'll be home at around eight." Doug said opening the door of his car. He waved at them as he sped down the street.
Boomer and Alex happily waved back. Butch looked down impatiently towards the other direction down the street, where he sniffed the faint scent of pizza, as Brick watched the car disappear with stern eyes.
"Okay, since he took our only car, I guess we're walking." Alex said cheerily walking down the street. Boomer, Brick, and Butch floated, following Alex. Alex turned to them and his smile disappeared, "Well, one walking, three floating."
"What? Jealous much?" Brick asked amused.
"Who wouldn't, but I really don't want too much attention put towards you, so it's a little bit less of a shocker if you three walked." Alex said.
"Um, Alex?" Boomer asked as he and his brothers floated down. "Why did you create us? It so far doesn't seem like you want us to destroy anything or kill anyone yet." The blond asked curiously.
Alex stopped on the curb, the boys bumping into each other behind him at the sudden stop. "Um, you guys know that that light means stop right?" "Alex pointing at a light signal saying 'Stop' with a red light.
Boomer looked up at Alex curiously, Butch scratched his head, and Brick crossed his arms. "Why should we?" He said coldly, "We don't need to, we fly."
Alex took a moment and thought. He smiled, "Well, now you know!" He said matter-of-factly.
"And to answer your question earlier Boomer," Alex continued walking across the street as the light switched to 'Walk', "I didn't create you with a goal in mind. You were more of an, accident! But don't worry, I'll still care for you." Alex stopped again.
"What now? There's no stop light!" Brick said annoyed. Boomer looked around curiously as Butch sniffed the air.
"We're here!" Butch and Alex stated, Butch more excited than stated.
Brick gave Butch a look. "How did you know?"
Butch shrugged, "I smelled pizza."
Alex gave the boys a curious look. "Guys theirs a sign right here saying 'Pal's Pizza Place'," Alex said pointing at a huge, blinking, sign next to him, "Uh can you guys read?"
Brick glared at Alex, "Do I look stupid to you?" Boomer simply shook his head while his raven haired Brother looked towards the entrance of the restaurant with impatient desire.
"Let's eat." Alex smiled opening the door for them. Butch and Boomer ran in happily as Alex stopped Brick at the doorway. "Hey Brick, look, it's not like I'm thinking less of you just because I'm taking care of you or knowing that you can't read. I'm just trying to get to know you guys more, and maybe help you learn." Alex said warmly.
Brick stared at Alex for a moment then turned away. "Sure, whatever." He said following his brothers.
"Great, the day when I need to finish early, they finally decide to leave a mess!" A janitor hissed, entering the destroyed lab. She started picking up broken glass and random debris.
She stood up suddenly. There was a quiet hum coming from a certain direction. The janitor turned a corner to see a broken, spherical bottle and the last drop of a mysterious dark liquid fall into a large mixing bowl. She watched the mixer whizz and whir, sloshing the mixture everywhere.
"Terrific," The blonde said irritated, "now I have more to clean-" Unfortunately, she couldn't finish her complaint for she was blasted away at eighty miles per hour.
The janitor sat up, pushing fallen, broken pieces of wall away from her. She held her head in pain when a shadow approached her. The blonde looked up, her eyes widening.
For those of you who already know, Don't ruin it for others!
And for those who doesn't know... Oh no! What's going to happen to the janitor now?!
Who are these mysterious shadows?! And Brick can't read!?
Yeah... review, tell me you hate it, tell me you love it, tell me to shut up.
