AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hi! :D I'm back! xD Told yo I'd update soon :P Here's part 2 of the prologue :) Enjoy! Read and review! Momo... :))
Chapter 2: Brick's POV
It was a normal Monday morning for me and my younger brothers Boomer and Butch. We got up at 5:30AM (as usual) and headed straight fot the underground gym Mojo had 'set up' for us. Worked out for the best part of two hours before Him called us up for breakfast. Yes. We live with Mojo and Him, our evil (and probably gay) parents. But this morning was like none other. For as soon as we sat at the small, circular dining table, Him breifed us on our new mission.
"Right my children-"
"My children!" Mojo interupted. Him sighed.
"...Really? Are we really going to get into this again? Fine, our children. We have a, special mission for you this week. One we thnk you'll, really enjoy..." I raised an eyebrow.
"And by that you mean?" I asked, my curiousity peaking it's fabulously fitt head...Wow. That even sounded gay to me. Eh hem, moving on.
Him giggled in the way that only Him can. "Your mission boys, is fairly simple. Care to explain Mojo?"
"Of course," he cleared his throat and began to speak. I sighed and threw my head onto the hardwood table, prepairing for his speach. "It's about those snot-nosed PowderPuff brats." I heard him say. I sat up staright in my chair and payed close attention - as did my brothers.
"What about them?" Butch asked, licking his lips which soon formed a sly grin.
"You will find out and expose their weaknesses." Him said, smirking.
"And how do you suppose we do that?" Boomer retorted, his fingers weaved closely together.
"In any way you can. But, just in case you've lost your imaginations or what not, I've prepaired a short list for each of you." Him handed us each a small slip of pink, frilly paper. Him's choice I'm guessing?
Anyway, it read:
1) Physical?
2) Emotional?
3) Love?
4) Lust?
5) Jealousy?
6) Favorite things?
(Not nesacerially in order.)
I looked up and grinned at my brothers.
"Consider it done," I said innocently. Then me and Butch grabbed our bags and burst out through the front wndow. Mojo and Him retrited into the basement to form more 'evil' plots, leaving Boomer to sit by himself at the kitchen table.
"...What abut breakfast? Guys? C'mon, Im hungryyy!"
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