The woman let her ruby red eyes glare down her shaking blonde haired son before shifting to her unwavering red headed one.
" Are you two going to explain yourself or all we all going to sit and glare at each other for the next millennium".
Boomer sighed as Brick and his mother made no efforts. " Okay Mom-
"Don't okay me Boomer, I thought your father and I had made it clear with all of you. The Utonium girls are not our kind, you don't associate with them". She glared once more at her son's waiting for a reasonable explanation.
"Look Mom things are different, I- we can't just wash our hands of them". Boomer tried to explain.
"And why not"!
Boomer shrunk at her tone while Brick finally decided to speak."They were pregnant when we broke up, they never thought we worth the notice. We're trying to figure out a way to be part of the girls lives".
" Those little.."
" Those little girl are Jojo's regardless of how any of us feel about their mothers". Brick interrupted.
" Are you sure have you done a DNA test. what proof do these harlots have"! Her red eyes nearly matched her red face. She was obviously not the happiest about her new 'grandchildren'.
" The timeline fits".
" Are you telling me you're taking their word and the children's ages as proof. Brick I've taught you better than this hell I've taught all of you better than this". She gaped at both boys hoping they would see reason.
"Bricks right Mom we only found out by accident and even then the girls still didn't want us to be the fathers. The chances they are lying are slim". Boomer tried, his mother didn't seem to care now glaring at the floor trying to compose herself.
"Chances. Boys we're Jojo's we don't take chances. I'll set up a meeting with the family doctor. We'll keep this under wap. Don't want paparazzi catching wind of this. Be at your father's malibu house tomorrow by 7 with the Utonium girls and their children." She didn't bother giving either of her sons a chance to reply. By the time the last word left her mouth she had place her sunglasses back on her face and left the room.
"Well that went well" Boomer mused. Brick shot him the meanest glare he could muster and texted Butch a quick heads up.