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His Name Is…

"Bruiser?" Butch guessed as he stuffed a handful of French fires into his mouth. "You have to admit it's perfect for a Rowdy Ruff Boy."

"Nope." Brick said as he shook his head, his lengthening hair pulled back into a ponytail brushing the tops of his shoulder. "Try again."

"Benji?" Boomer guessed around a mouthful of cheeseburger.

"Nuh-uh." Brick laughed.

"Bones!" Butch said slapping the table loudly and drawing attention to themselves.

Brick lifted his shoulders in apology to Joe when he sent them an annoyed glare from the kitchen window. "Dude, really? And Bones? You really think Blossom would be okay naming our son Bones?"

Butch shrugged as he sat back against the cushions of the booth. "Well, what are you naming our nephew? The suspense is kind of killing me here."

"My son's name will be revealed when he's born." Brick said in a neutral tone. He and Blossom had decided on a name that they both thought would be nice, but they did have a bit of a spat about his middle name. It wasn't that he didn't like it, but the reason as to why she was choosing that middle name. He doesn't deserve it, was Brick's first and final argument. Blossom then reminded him that he seemed okay with her name suggestions revolving around Mojo before. However, that was before his most recent conversation with his simian father. Just thinking about it now made his blood boil.

Boomer noticed how deep in thought his brother was as well as the thin trail of smoke coming from his nose. He swallowed the bite of burger in his mouth before putting it down. "You okay?"

Brick waved his hand dismissively, internally cursing himself for not having being able to control his smoke blowing. "It's nothing."

"Have you been cut off already? I thought that happened after the baby was born." Butch teased, half in jest, half so Brick would spill about what actually was bothering him.

Brick opened his mouth to respond when he caught himself and then scowled. He raised his middle finger to Butch and took his milkshake in his hand. "If you must know the sex is great. Her hormones are out of control and she wants it almost all the time."

"Well, thank god your dick isn't so big that you bruise his head when you bang his mom." Butch chuckled back.

Brick rolled his eyes as he looked down into his milkshake. "Remember the toilet seat, Butch? Clank!"

Boomer laughed while Butch's smile faded. "That seriously hurt."

"I know it did. You cried for about an hour." Brick reminded him.

Butch's face was now turning red from his childhood accident. "I didn't cry."

Brick and Boomer laughed as they remembered how much Butch did cry. "You did cry. It took Mojo what seemed like forever to convince you that you'd be fine." Boomer said.

Butch grimaced and shoved his brother lightly before turned back to Brick, who's face had gone—no pun intended—stony. Taking a second to go over the conversation in his head, Butch easily put two and two together. Mojo and Brick had another argument and it was clear that Brick was still pissed. Mojo seemed to be more irritable these days as well.

"Brick—?"

"Don't ask." His elder brother snapped as he down the last of his milkshake by bringing the cup to his lips and tipped it and his head back. Brain freeze didn't affect him as he was so hot blooded. "He's still being an ass, and my son will not be subjected to that just because the monkey doesn't like his mother."

With that Brick set his cup down and reached for his wallet. He threw a couple of ten-dollar bills down and then made to leave the diner. The door's bell dinged angrily as Brick's barely concealed strength rattled it. Sitting at the booth still, Butch and Boomer shared an exhausted and worried glance as they watched their brother take off, leaving a bright red streak in the sky.


Hey my lovelies. Here's a sneak peek for Growing Up Is Hard. I felt I owed it to you all considering how spaced out my posting has been as of late. So I hope you enjoy this small piece into the lives of our Ruffs as they go about becoming adults.