A week after the death of her boyfriend at Freddy's hand, Buttercup lay awake in bed with her back to the door that led in and out of her bedroom. She heard the door open but she kept her back to it.
"Buttercup?" she heard her older sibling question but she remained silent.
"Giving me the silent treatment won't bring your boyfriend back," Blossom said.
Buttercup finally glanced over her shoulder at her remaining sibling and Blossom saw the traces of grief in her green eyes.
"It was your stupid idea that led to my boyfriend's death!" she yelled as she sat up on the bed.
"How many times do you want me to say I'm sorry?"
"Sorry won't bring back my boyfriend or our little sister, Blossom!" Buttercup exclaimed before the waves of grief washed over her and she broke down into sobs.
The redhead crossed the room and took a seat beside her middle sibling on the bed before wrapping her arms around her currently grieving sibling. The brunette leaned into her only remaining sibling's embrace as she wept.
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Unware that his deceased middle sibling's girlfriend was also grieving for the loss of the boy she loved, Boomer was also laying on his bed with both arms tucked beneath his head as he just stared up at the bedroom ceiling. Just then, the door opened and his red haired sibling entered the room.
"What do you want, bro?" he asked without taking his gaze off the ceiling.
"I just want to talk, baby bro," Brick replied.
"There's nothing to talk about."
"I know you're grieving for our middle sibling's death, but it's been a week since I've seen you."
Boomer finally shifted his gaze from the ceiling to the only sibling he had left.
"Our middle sibling is dead because of your girlfriend's stupid plan to destroy Freddy once and for all, Brick! Her stupid plan didn't even work and our middle sibling paid for her mistake with his life! Freddy won't stop until the two of us, your girlfriend and her surviving sibling have been killed!" Boomer snapped as he got off his bed and shoved past his red haired sibling in order to leave his bedroom.
As he made his way past his redheaded sibling, Brick grabbed onto his arm, which made him halt and glance back at his surviving sibling.
"Let go of me," he said.
"No. You're not the only one grieving for the loss of our middle sibling, dude. You're also grieving for the death of your girlfriend."
"Why did you have to bring her death up, dude? I may have been influenced by Freddy, but I still strangled her to death by wrapping my hands around her throat. That can't be undone, no matter how much I wish I could make it be undone."
The two teen boys just stared at each other for a few seconds before Boomer freed himself from his oldest sibling's grip on his arm and made his way down the hall towards the living room. Left alone in the hallway, Brick heard the front door of the apartment being shut as his youngest sibling exited the apartment.