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Chapter 6: Father Knows Best

Brick and Boomer were waiting for Butch in an alley between two tattered buildings where they won't get noticed.

"What's taking him so long?" Boomer exclaimed.

"Ugh, I know right," Brick agreed.

Just when they were saying so, Butch arrived. "Sorry, guys. The green one's a little hard to handle," Butch said.

"You were with her?" Boomer asked.

"Yeah," Butch replied nervously.

"What were you doing?" Brick asked. He asked as calmly as possible.

"Well, I was trying to spy on her like we were told to," Butch got sweaty.

Awkward silence. Butch was hoping his brothers won't notice how nervous he was. When he observed his brothers, Brick looked as nervous as he was.

"What are you guys so nervous about?" Boomer asked them. They both looked up with widened eyes.

"Well, uh...I'm just wondering if I did it okay," Brick said awkwardly. What a stupid excuse, he thought.

"Y-yeah, me too," Butch stuttered.

Well, at least he agreed, Brick thought.

"Guys, let's just go home," Brick said. "He's waiting." Boomer and Butch nodded in agreement.

Brick looked around the dirty alley to make sure no one was around except his brothers. He placed his right hand on a place marked "x" in red, Boomer's on a "x" in blue, and Butch's on one in green. The x's were sprayed on the wall to look and blend in with the rest of the graffiti done by the boys. They were scattered in different places on the wall. As a result, it won't stand out. Rays of light appeared in front of each of the boys as it scanned their eyes. The light disappeared in approval.

"Welcome home, boys," a voice mixed with a female and male tone said. Immediately, the boys teleported in a whole different world. The world in which he lives in. The world in which he calls home.

The floors were scattered everywhere in the air that he calls rooms. They had to fly to get to each "room." There were no actual walls. They were only surrounded by disturbing images of monsters and disgusting creatures he send to Townsville to destroy. The "universal wall" was what he called it. The boys never found it pleasant to be in their "home."

"How was school? Didn't it feel great to feel the evil?" Him said smugly.

"Yes, father," Brick replied politely. Him can really do anything to them. It is hard to tell what he is thinking or planning, even for Brick. Ever since they were brought back, the boys were taught to use matters and loyalty. However, the boys are not scared of Him. There really is nothing for them to be scared of. Even if Him can do anything to them, he won't do it. Why, you ask? Because the Rowdyruff boys are the only weapons he has except for himself. The boys are the only villains that have powers as strong as the girls. Maybe stronger, as the boys hit puberty. Plus, the girls cannot know that Him is still in existence. If they do, they will start moving.

However, Him knows that the girls' trusts are easy to gain. They might be physically strong, academically strong, and kindly strong but not emotionally strong. Who can blame them? They're made to be painfully virtuous (even the green one). But Him knows them long enough to learn how to use that as an advantage. He watched the girls get tricked by many of their villains. Even though the girls defeated them eventually, he knew why they did so; the villains were moving too fast. It takes time and patience, something that only he has out of all the villains.

"I hope you found out some things about the girls. Go ahead and tell me some information," Him said interested.

"Of course, father. The girls seem to be very reassured and comfortable with the villains being gone. It does not mean their powers are gone, though. We saw them flying today," Brick said and his brothers nodded in agreement. "We didn't not try and ask too many questions. We didn't want them to get too suspicious. We just pretended that we were--" he hesitated, "getting to know them."

"Typical Brick. Being as smart as ever," Him smiled. It didn't make Brick feel proud of himself when Him complimented him. He knows Him is just using his brothers and him.

"Thank you, father," Brick replied unemotionally.

"Your information there leads to your next and longest mission. Your next mission is to earn their trust as much as possible. It would be even better to have them fall in love with you," Him said as he laughed. The boys blushed at the idea. "In the end, you will betray them. Isn't that just pleasant?" He laughed harder.

"Father, if you want us to defeat them, why don't we just charge at first? It much faster that way, dude," Butch blurted out. He's not the best at being polite.

"Because, sweetie--" Butch gagged as Him called him that, "if they are emotionally hurt, it is much easier to hurt them physically!" He laughed evilly.

Brick was still thinking about what happened between him and Blossom. Of course, he was going to follow the mission, but he was not sure why a part of him did not want to. He was irritated at the thought. Her beautiful, smiling face flashed in his mind every time he tried to convince himself that she was his enemy. What was I even thinking? he thought as he remembered saving her. If I didn't do that, I wouldn't have to feel this way about the mission. Dammit! He thought.

"Have you ever thought why we never killed you guys?" Buttercup's voice echoed in Butch's head. "...me and my sisters believed that some day, you guys would actually consider being good." All this time the boys' only goal was to destroy the Powerpuff girls. But the girls' only goal was to show them that being good would be their only answer to a successful life. Do we even do it because we agree it's a good idea or because we were told to? Butch was confused.

He suddenly remembered the keychain that she gave him. Butch, as his irresponsible self, lost many things in his short life. But he was shocked at how he knew and was determined that he was not losing this thing.

Boomer was speechless. He doesn't really speak in the first place, but this especially made him speechless. He had no idea if he should agree to perform this mission. But he was certain of one thing; he did not want to do it. He has so much things to ask to Bubbles about so many things. Maybe I'm dumb because I don't ask questions, he thought. I don't like asking stuff 'cause they'll think I'm dumb. But she answers them honestly. He noticed the difference between Bubbles and other people. "You seem pretty smart to me," he remembered her saying. What makes her think he's smart? He has to know.

"Boys, why are you silent all of a sudden?" Him interrupted their thoughts. "You are going to do the mission, right?"

The boys had their concerns, but they had a strong belief that Him was right. They were raised that way: to believe that everything Him says was right and what they thought did not matter.

"Yes, father," they all said in union without hesitation.

Him smiled evilly. "Good. Now, run along. Do what ever you would like," he said as he waved his hands.

"Thank you, father," they all said as if Him was a king. They flew off to their "rooms."

Brick lied down on his bed. Him knows best, right? He tried to convince himself. You don't have to ask, you retard! You already know it's true, he thought to himself. To try and get his mind to relax, he took out a book from his bag titled Holding Up the Universe. It only reminded him about Blossom even more.

Butch stared at the keychain in his hand. He knew that she said that it was for someone else, but he couldn't help but think it was meant to be in his hands. He didn't know why something as small as this can mean so much to him. Except, he has no clue what it meant to him.

Boomer immediately took out a pen and paper to write down a list of questions to ask to Bubbles. Do you know the answer to everything? How is being good good? What does it feel like? Were you destined for me? Why do you shine so bright? Why do I feel lonely without you? Why do I want to see you? Why do I care about you? Without realizing that these questions were all about her and him, he wrote down as much as he can.

The boys could not wait until the next day.

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