A.N.- Hello everyone! Welcome to- wait... 2014? Has it really been that long?
Brick: "Yeah. The 3k Easter thing you did at the middle of the night. For... No reason."
It was not for no reason, I had a perfectly reasonable one that I... cant for the life of me remember. You know, I didn't even realize. I think i just accidentally started the same chapter on three different devices, and never uploaded. Weird.
Start the story... NOW!
Blossom's P.O.V.-
I woke up and the first thing I did was look up at the bed. Brick had his back to me still sleeping soundly. Normally I'd climb on top of him until he had to leave but since he seemed content on sleeping on his side i didn't really feel the need. I had a schedule to keep up and if he's going to be difficult and ruin my being lazy. Then what can you do? I squeezed myself out of the cracked door and almost immediately crash into the bathroom door.
Boomer ran out seemingly in a rush for some reason... Still in his boxers. "Oh whoops, sorry Char bear." I almost didn't notice him walk straight passed me. Okay... Obviously someone is begging to be followed around for pets. Honestly these people.
I was going to rub against his leg until he caved but... "Butch, hey Butch" Boomer cracked open the door alittle while he tried to wake his brother. But that's not the part that really hit me. It's that Butch's door is open. "Butch!" I casually slip in while he's distracted. I've never actually been in here... It's... neater than i thought. Messy. But i expected worse.
"Goddamn it... What!?" There was only afew articles of clothes on the floor. The rest of it is just a bunch of bottles and empty junk food bags.
"Good morning" He shot up throwing his pillow at the door. It slammed shut; I could hear Boomer laughing from the other side.
... Then he looked at me and I kinda don't even know if I'm supposed to be in here. So at a loss I just stared back. "What?" I walked to a coat that was on the floor, laid down and continued the staring match.
He chuckled tiredly, "You better not shed all over my coat." I stood up, and hopped on to the bed instead. "That's not better, you ass." Well then what do you want from me?
~$Subtle P.O.V. shift$~
"...Butch" Tthe door cracked open again alittle.
"...What?" He stepped in this time. so I guess he's an easier target to hit. How fucking generous...
"So, i just realized it would be weird if i show up so early by myself."
"..." I looked at him. Kinda expected him to explain something to me when i said 'what'. First mistake. "Boomer... You planned on waking up at 6:30?"
"Well yeah... But you know." I rubbed my forehead tiredly. I slowly steel myself. Why the hell do i have to be the one he has to mind fuck right now?
"And you want to go early?"
"Well... Yeah."
"So why in the-... " i took a breath. Technically I'm not supposed to curse at him. I usually don't give two fucks about rules around here but i don't exactly want to be scolded right after he leaves. "Why would you care?"
"We usually show up at the same time so it would look weird if I showed up by myself." I laid back and looked up at him pacing, Is he always like this in the morning?
"Why not ask Brick then?"
"..." Oh.
Oh shit. I see. Okay now this was worth sitting up for. "Oh he's gonna be so pissed."
"Shut up, I'm not doing anything he should be able to have a say about in the first place."
"Oh, he's gonna be double pissed." Boomer got alittle flustered.
"Look, I'm gonna do this anyway i don't care. So are you coming or not?" Suddenly I wasn't so annoyed by him dragging me up so early in the more.
"Yeah, I'm going! Little Boomie Boy is gonna go grow a pair by going behind the dictator himself's back. Fuck yes, I'm going." I got up and found something to wear. And brushed a hand through my hair.
"You're not even gonna take a shower." He said watching me undress.
"If it makes you 'feel better', i took one yesterday morning." I said while putting on a random shirt i found.
"2am doesn't count as morning."
"Look who cares, you're the one who's professing their love or some shit." God I can't fucking wait. I threw on the same pants I had on yesterday. Swept a hand through my hair once more, and looked at him. "Are we doing this or what?"
"Yeah."
Blossom's P.O.V.-
I look at them as they left. confessing love? love...? I may have never been in his room but I've seen him around the house. Enough so to know that the way he just hopped out of bed just now. Doesn't mean anything good. Not even food does that.
So the fact that he so readily just... left, no questions asked...? I have to wake Brick.
Hopping off the bed and snaking my way through the door, I caught the back of Boomer's bookbag as he shut the door behind him. Even all the way over here from a top the stairs I could hear butch talking excitedly about anarchy or something. For a second I considered that maybe he was just heckling Boomer, but then I asked myself if brick would trust him.
...
Yeah, probably not.
I walked in and brick was still asleep. which is a bad thing. I've never had to wake him for an emergency before. If I wake him like I usually do, he'd just figure I was hungry, put out my bowl then watch tv for the next hour and a half... and I cant talk how the hell would that go?
Brick sits up from bed he could have sworn he heard a noise coming from his desk. "boomer?"
"No brick, Boomer's been taken by the dark side. you must help him!" he doesn't quite recognize the voice he squints and leans forward.
"who are you?" there's a moment of silence.
"...Now's not the time for question." The chair slowly swivels around to reveal his cat wearing wicked sweet tinted sunglasses and a mug of black coffee. She sits alert on her hind legs, paws clasps together around a small mouse toy. "The fate of your brother rests in your hands."
Brick then dies from shock.
The end.
Okay... that wouldn't be good.
For some reason I doubt being in human form would be any better...
Brick wakes having heard someone call his name. He looks around suddenly his eyes fall on has computer desk. He's certain there's someone there. "Boomer? Is that you?"
"No brick, Boomer has left the house. Butch too." His chair suddenly turns around to reveal a young girl with amazing amber hair. He quietly wonders how she managed to get it so silky and soft "I'm afraid-" She doesn't get to finish as she's tackled to the ground. The attack was so strong she loses consciousness. She later wakes up in a cell. charged with breaking and entering.
When released 5 years later she discovers she now has her first restraining orders filed against her
Game Over.
...Wow. okay. Maybe-
No one believes him. His brothers grow worried and decide to get him help. Brick spends half of his adult life scarred heavily and in a mental institute.
Can I finish first!?
Okay I get it. Waking him is a bad idea.
I guess I have no choice. I have to go save him myself.
Butch's P.O.V-
Boomer and I spent the last half an hour looking for the classic romance requirements. Half an hour. I guess I should have known he wouldn't have made this simple. Just walk up and ask her. I watched him talk to the owner of the flower shop for fifteen minutes. about the perfect not-coming-on-too-strong-but-still-desperate-as-fuck flowers. Honestly I felt bad for the guy. he threw a 40 percent discount at some actually pretty nice lilies I might have been eying. Probably cause he saw me eying them and figured I'd back him up on them being perfect. And I did, once he put a discount on the table. I'm not pure evil. Boomer figured it was a sign that it was meant to be. I knew the guy just wanted to make his PTSD as... not bad as possible.
At least the grocery store was a lot easier. We were there for maybe a few minutes before he decided that candy would be too much. Honestly. I didn't care. I even offered that it doesn't have to be bought for her. If -by some miracle- she says yes. He could open it up and while eating offer her some. It'd make him seem kind. He liked the idea and got some generic candy I didn't care to look at.
Now after all that we're walking to where the magic happens.
"Hey Butch?" he says stuffing the candy in his pocket.
"Yo?"
"Thanks"
"No problem"
"What do you mean?" why does everything have to be explained?
"I mean what I said. It's no big deal."
"It is so a big deal!" I looked at him for a second. "I've never done this before. And I know we aren't like the closes, you and brick have always been the tight knit ones, and I can be difficult. But you stayed here. With me. Helped me and gave me advice. Input, ya know?" He sighed and looked down. "You believed I could do this, not even brick did that. You didn't even tell me I'm making a mistake or rush me when we spent such a long time on just flowers. I know you'd rather be hanging out with your friends."
"Yeah I would..." He giggled abit at that. I looked at him. Something didn't really sit right with me though. "Listen, Boomer. Brick... It's not that brick doesn't-"
"Don't tell me you're going to tell me I'm being stupid too?"
Damn. Took all my glory. "Why do you like this chick anyway. She seems like kinda a bitch."
"Well, why did you like princess? She was a confirmed bitch."
...Fuck. He's right. "Cause I like that she is a bitch?" I shrugged. "She's like this insecure, hard ass, sassy bitch that always got her way."
"That sounds like an insult."
"Yeah... that's cause they are." This time he laughed wholeheartedly. Insulting princess has never been a new thing between us. I don't really take offense. The way I see it. Bucky can take care and defend herself. "I didn't at first. but she's...resourceful. And when you peel past the whole snob thing, she has other qualities that she would probably shun me for an entire week for even thinking about telling you that they even exist. Then we did hook up and she talked about me opening up and all that mushy shit, and I taught her maybe enough is better than always having more. Growth or whatever..."
"I can relate" He said all dreamily. Don't associate her with that whore.
"The thing is, I found those redeeming qualities before I even thought about getting with her. I didn't hop in and just hope she was chill, you know?"
"Yeah..."
"Brick does think you can do it."
"Yeah, sure he does."
"Um, I think I know my brother, man. and I think he knows his friends. He wasn't even this protective and judgmental when I got with Morbucks, and I low-key think they hate each other."
"...Why are you being so nice?" Shit. Maybe I over did the brotherly advice deal.
"...Okay fine. princess hates her too." 'Seriously!?' "So the red heads tag teamed me. But... I honestly think they need to chill, and maybe you'd see that it doesn't work if they weren't always on your ass."
"So you don't think it'll work either?" He said accusingly. I looked over across the yard to the blond. Honestly left a bad taste in my mouth. Even with 4 goons to saturate the taste of skank.
"Prove me wrong."
Boomer's P.O.V-
He smirked at me. The same smirk that he used when we were little, crossed his arms and every thing. The only thing missing is his annoying scratchy voice saying 'What are ya? Chicken?'. Suddenly I don't feel as confident now that he dropped the ball on the whole supportive brother act. "what's going on here?" Honestly I don't think I've ever been happier to hear Princesses voice in my life.
"Nothing you'd like." He says casually, opening an arm for her which she goes into seemingly by reflex. I don't even think she realized.
"Then it's probably a terrible idea." She glares up at him, but he doesn't seem fazed as he shrugs.
"Probably."
"It's not a bad idea!" I step forward gaining princess' attention, and the back lash of her glare.
"What's not a bad-...Boomer. Why do you have flowers?" Maybe I should have kept my mouth shut. Butch raps another arm round her. A move that looks bout as casual as rapping her in a straight jacket at this point.
"Annabell" I said quietly. Maybe she'd just drop it if she can't make out what I said.
"I'm sorry what? Butch, I told you-"
"I know." he says staring at me. I took this as permission to leave, walking slowly to the group of girls talking animatedly. I think if I wasn't so nervous i'd probably be able to hear everything they're saying from here.
...
This is a lot harder with no one backing me up. Not to mention the kids filing in for early classes or breakfast. I had to brush passed some. getting some stares from afew people I didn't dare look back at. I guess its harder to just go incognito when you're carrying a bouquet across school grounds... maybe I should wait. Till lunch or gym, some time I can squeeze in without Brick noticing. It-
"Um... What?" I looked down to be met with a short blonde. I don't know her name or how long ive been standing here.
"I- uh, actually wanted to speak with Annabell."
"Yeah, no shit. What do you want?" So apparently the small blond's her secretary.
"If you can walk over here and interrupt all of us, you can say what ever you need to say in front of us." I'm guessing this is the lawyer.
"Wait, are those flowers?" This one was the tallest and honestly most imposing... so bodyguard.
"No fucking way..."
"Oh my god, aren't you Brick's little brother or something?" And here I thought the lawyer would be the one to do back ground checks.
I sigh resigning myself "Yeah I am."
"Girls. Hold on." Annabell finally spoke up, saving me from all of the questions. "What do you want?" Nevermind...
I though back on what Butch said. He might be a dirty traitor but... he's the only traitor I have... I cleared my throat keeping my voice as level as I could. It didn't help that I now had the girls' full attention.
"I was actually just wondering if you'd like to go out some time?" I was kinda expecting laughter or at least a scoff, something. All I got was a genuinely confused face and and four mildly interested gazes. That even caught the eye of quiet one with glasses. Who has said literally nothing.
"I'm sorry what?"
"Uh, I was-"
"No I heard you. I just can't believe you. the nerve. You're really going to ask me that. After what you did?" Okay. I ruined it already. Way to go Boomer.
"what I did?"
"Do you know Brick won't even answer my texts anymore?"
"Okay..." I cant control who he does and doesn't text... Before this moment I didn't even consider that they did text. he never talked about it... were they really that close. Is that why he didn't want me to ask her out? Talked her down as this bad person but always hung out with her?
~$In Reality$~
TWO MONTHS AGO
AnnaBish: (I'd like to note again that Mary picks all of the names. not me) r u goin to the game tmrrw?
Me: I go to every game. It's my brother's game
Annabish: oh lol
-afew minutes pass-
AnnaBish- Well after the game u wanna go grab sum pizza?
Me: Maybe if it wasn't my brother's game. Gotta celebrate/pick his depressed ass up after
AnnaBish- wat about the basketball game Thurs?
Me: Don't you have a recital that night?
AnnaBish- I can Skip ;)
Me: Well I still have to go for Boomer.
AnnaBish: Oh ok
A MONTH AGO
B.G.O.M.D.- (...She said my contacts needed updating) did u no we hav to hav partners for lab?
Me: Yeah
B.G.O.M.D.- we should be partners ;)
Me: I'm already partners with mary
B.G.O.M.D.- is she ur gf or sumthin?
Me: No.
B.G.O.M.D.- Then switch
ME: I can't
B.G.O.M.D.- y?
Me: She asked first, I said yes. you asked last, I say no. That's how it works.
B.G.O.M.D.- fine.
TWO WEEKS AGO
Ann-ti Christ- ur so reliable
Me: thanks
Ann-ti Christ- but like dont you ever get tired of always taking care of ur bros?
Me: yeah, sure
Ann-ti Christ- Maybe u should take a break. it must get lonely
Me: I do take breaks. With Ross. And Mary, Kevin, my cat. Even my bros
Ann-ti Christ- wait u hav a cat lol? I hav to meet it 1day
Me: Maybe you should invite yourself over again
Ann-ti Christ- is that an invitation? ;)
-half an hour later-
Ann-ti Christ- ?
Then Brick Blocked Her
~$Reality Check Finished$~
"Oh, so now you don't even remember? Okay, does a certain party jog your memory?" Oh. That. "The party that you threw and I got blamed for. And here I thought you were coming over here to apologize." She lets out a bitter laugh and honestly I have no Idea what to say. "What? Did you think i'd forget about that and fall into your arms because you bought me flowers? Well, this isn't a fairy tail kid, and no amount of ugly ass fucking flowers can make it one. Or magically make you any different from all the other boys who ask me out." She slaps the flowers out of me hand and behind me I hear a shrill cry of outrage somewhere behind me..
It sucks that that's how I'm reminded that I'm not as spunky as butch or as entitled as Princess. That even from all the way over here I can feel it at my expense. Even Brick would have something to say here, and he's... tolerant.
I clear my throat pushing back tears. The girl walked away. Butch dragged away princess probably as soon as she screamed. and I was left alone with my flowers. "Can you even return flowers?" I muttered as I reached down to pick them up.
"Now why would you wanna do that? I think they're rather nice?"
A.N.- And there you have it. I completely have no clue where this story is going.
Brick: "How is that new?"
It's not it's just nice to note that I can do anything I want. What's next?
Brick: *Looks at checklist* prologue clean up. Basically I sit back and watch you fumble around making sense of your ramblings.
You know you could have proofed them for me.
Brick: "I'm already your lapdog, I don't need clean up duty too."
ANYWAY, now I have to get busy reading ancient scriptures I had a much more easy time reading and writing when I was just messing around! See Yah!
