*Butch*

The green eyed Ruff was going back and forward in his dorm room with clutter everywhere such as his dirty clothes, take out boxes and litter. Out of all his brothers he was the most disarrange and unorganised which didn't bother him in the slightest. At the moment he picked up the cleanest clothes he could find and stuffed them in his green duffel bag. Maybe if I bring most of my dirty clothes back Mojo might help me out with the laundry he thought cunningly because Butch was absolutely hopeless when it came to domestic chores.

He was satisfied with the gathered clothes to bring home for the next few days he looked around his dorm room again before sighing, I should really clean this shit hole before leaving he thought before he opened up an empty plastic bag and started to put his take out boxes, empty beer bottles, empty cans and litter in the plastic bag before quickly making his bed. When he turned to see a slightly cleaner room, he reached in his front pocket for his phone and started dialling as he placed the phone to his ear while checking he's got everything.

"Yo." He heard Brick answer

"What's up man, I'm just getting ready to head home...how's he getting on?" Butch awkwardly scratched the back of his head as asked for his younger brother

Brick sighed quietly before answering, "He just got back from the hospital, he's in his room right now but he's not talking to anyone."

"No wonder though, he just lost his kid I mean who would've seen it coming?" Butch thought aloud as he stuffed a few more clothes into his bag. He noticed his brother wasn't answering "...Hello? Brick?"

"Yeah, I'm still here"

"No one would've known about the miscarriage, right?" He repeated his question

"Erm...well-"

"Brick...what is it that you're not telling me?" Butch asked as he raised a brow before sitting down on his bed, if Brick was honest about something then he'd come out and say it but the fact that he's stalling shows he's hiding something.

"Mojo did a few experiments when we were growing up and turns out the Chemical X in our blood cells won't let us bare a child with regular people" Brick whispered through the line.

"Holy shit...so that means.." it was taking awhile for Butch to wrap his head around the idea until Brick helped him out

"We can only have kids with the Puffs or Punks and same kind of idea for them"

Butch couldn't help but to drop his full jaw as he eyes widen, "Wait so are you saying that if I wanted kids I would only have an option between Buttercup and Brute?"

"Nah like you could have kids with Blossom or Bubbles and the other two but yeah only limited options."

Butch never really thought about having kids before, he was still technically a kid himself...a big eighteen year old kid. The news did open his thoughts, he wouldn't mind having a child with Buttercup, if anything it would be a dream come true because he knows they would be ace parents but would she feel the same? "Does Boomer know this?" He questioned

"I was meant to tell him but I was too late."

"Wait so he still doesn't know?" Butch was surprised by Brick's remark, "Bro, you gotta tell him he has the right to know."

"The doctors already told him, the first thing the hospital did was run test as soon as they heard 'super-natural'. He's a bit sensitive right now and even if I did what would I say?"

"Exactly what you told me!" Butch raised his spare hand in the air as if it was the most stupidest thing he's heard his brother say

"It ain't that easy, bro I got other shit on my mind"

"Other shit on your mi- like what?" Butch said as he zipped up his bag

There was a brief silence on the phone but Brick sighed before continuing to talk, "Man, I'm just getting stressed out with this whole college bullshit and getting my GED"

Butch understood that Brick's been through a lot the past year but there should be no excuse for dismissing what's important, "College? Your brother just lost his kid! Do what I'm doing and take some time off and pay some goddamn respect towards our niece or nephew that we never had a chance to meet!" Butch barked getting irritated with Brick, what's with him?

Again there was another silence on the phone line before Brick spoke again, "Yeah you're right. What've you told your university?"

"Family emergency." Butch answered as he swung his duffle bag across his shoulder before opening his dorm door.

"Isn't that what you told them last time?"

"Yeah but what else can I say? It isn't a lie our family does have issues I'm starting to wonder if I'm the only normal one out of you guys." Butch said as she closed his dorm door behind him with his bag of rubbish.

"Fuck, that'll be the day." Brick said as he chuckled slightly, "Aight bro I gotta go and check on Booms...do you think I should tell him now or wait until you get here?" He asked

Butch thought about the question for a minute, "Wait until I'm there and make sure Mojo's there as well cause no doubt me and Booms will have a lot of question. I'm just leaving I'll be about fifteen or twenty minutes." Butch said as he exited his dorm building.

"Cool I'll see you soon." And with that the phone line went dead.

Butch locked his phone before placing it back in his pocket and made a swift turn into the alleyway towards trashcans to discard his rubbish. He looked across the other side of the lane and noticed a familiar face. I've got time he thought to himself as he approached a raven-haired boy wearing a green combat jacket, "Yo, Brandon." Butch called causing the green Rock to turn around.

"Butchy-boy, how's it going bro it's been time." Brandon smirked as he approached Butch while doing a quick bro handshake.

"Yeah so far so good, what's been happening with you?" Butch asked as he took a look over Brandon's shoulder to see that he was talking to one of the campus's well known drug dealer.

"Nothing much just the usual." Brandon shrugged

"I seen you and your brothers are making a name for yourselves." Butch nodded towards the dealer causing Brandon to turn his head behind him which made him to chuckle.

"Yeah business is going strong but have to shut down for a few weeks with DEA up our ass."

"Ye know what happens if DEA aren't able to close the case?" Butch asked as he raised a brow

"Yeah FBI gets involved, this isn't my first rodeo." Brandon rolled his eyes as if it was everyday talk

"As long as you know what you're in for. Listen, who's this Professor X that's helping you out with everything?" Butch asked innocently as he tilted his head, he's thinking if he gets information it may help Boomer with his work at the youth centre since Townsville Police are useless.

"Professor X isn't our only partner ye know." Brandon said as he reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a packet of cigarettes before taking on out and offering Butch one.

"Nah I stopped a few months back." Butch rejected as Brandon shrugged again, "It isn't your other partners I'm interested in as far as I know Professor X is the big rocket launcher and the rest are your basic everyday dealers" Butch replied, "...as far as I know." He repeated

Brandon raised a brow as he lit his cigarette, inhaling the first puff and exhaling while eyeing Butch from head to toe and towards his eyes, "If I didn't know better Butchie-boy I'd say that it sounds like you're tricking me into saying something."

"Just curious to know her identity." Butch played it well while he shrugged. Aw shit I just said her he mentally slapped himself for giving information when it was meant to be the other way around.

Brandon looked Butch right in the eye as his eyes narrowed, "Her identity is a secret for a reason."

"So you're not gonna name her?"

"Sorry bro, data protection and all. But you might find out the identity soon enough..."

"What does that mean?" Butch raised a brow as he crossed his arms.

Brandon couldn't help but to let out a husky chuckle before turning round, "I'll see you around bro." And with that Brandon re-approached his dealer leaving Butch in his thoughts, something ain't right here...

*Blossom - 7pm, Jone's residence*

Ding-dong she heard as she pressed the door bell on the beautiful two storey home. While she waited for someone to answer the door she fixed her hair making sure she looked perfect along with her pink and white polkadot knee-length dress, white ballet flats and her pink pearls. Her hair was up in a high ponytail to show her angelic face which brightened her rosey pink eyes. In her hands was a bottle of white wine, she wasn't sure if Agent Jones was a red, white or rosè type of woman but white had to win overall. Moments passed before Mac opened the door, his jaws drop, "you so look beautiful" his lips curved as he swooned forward for a quick kiss.

"Aren't you charming? You're looking pretty good yourself tonight." Blossom smiled before stepping in the house.

"Pretty good?" He teased as he reached his arms around her waist

She smiled, "you look desirable" she bit her bottom lip seductively as she closed in on him. She noticed how dapper her boyfriend looked with his black slacks and deep crimson button-up shirt which was tucked in.

"Oh, I like the sounds of that" he smirked as he leaned in and kissed her passionately until they heard a voice coming from a distance. "Is that Blossom?" The couple were interrupted as Sarah called.

They backed away from each other as they heard the sound of high heels footsteps approaching them from the right corner, "Blossom, I'm so glad you made it!" Sarah cheered with her arms open bringing the girl in for a hug, she's so sweet and friendly... I don't think I can go ahead with this she thought to herself last minute, getting cold feet.

It's either me or prison... "Thanks for inviting me, Ms. Jones. Oh, this is for you" Blossom smiled as she gave Sarah the bottle of wine.

"That's so sweet of you, thank you, I like you already. And please call me Sarah. " She winked accepting the wine. Blossom couldn't get over how classy and elegant Sarah looked with her black dress showing off her slim figure with a pair of Jimmy Choos as her hair formed up to a high tidy bun.

"Mom, why don't you pour yourself a glass while I show Blossom around the house?" Mac suggested as he took Blossom's hand to lead her up-stairs.

"Good idea honey, don't be long dinner will be ready soon" Sarah smiled

Mac led Blossom up-stairs as he pointed up, "Top of the house is the attic, it got transferred into Terrance's room but I won't show you his room" he said as he flared his nostrils, "his rooms disgusting."

Blossom giggled, "Are you gonna show me your room?" She raised a brow as they reached the top of the stairs

"That's the plan" he smirked, still holding her hand as he guided her towards his room

As soon as the couple entered the room Mac leaned towards her while closing the door keeping Blossom's back to it, they shared another deep passionate kiss, he nibbled her bottom lips before whispering, "missed you."

She couldn't help but smile as she placed her hands on his arms, "I missed you, too"

"I feel like we never get any alone time together, it feels good getting you all to myself" he said as he light planted kisses going down her neck, "or is that me being selfish?" He nuzzled into her neck

Instead of answering she giggled, ignoring the comment. As much as she likes Mac she doesn't feel as strong towards the relationship compared to him. When they first got together they had an amazing spark! But something wasn't right, nothing's been the same since...since Brick. She almost thought aloud...

She pushed Mac off her, "woah, you okay? Did I go too far?" He looked at her with concern while keeping his distance unsure if he crossed some sort of line.

"No it's just..."

He stood still waiting for her to finish her sentence but the problem is she couldn't say what she wanted to. How could she? Sorry Mac I like you, you're great but just had a sudden realisation that I still lik- no... I still love Brick. Pass! ...Oh God, why is she thinking like that, what is possessing her to think like that?! "I just...feel like we were going pretty fast there"

"Well, I guess we have been dating for months I just assumed... I'm sorry I totally fucked this-"

"No," she said as she approached him don't blame yourself, it's all me "it's not you. I just...have issues when it comes to getting close to someone. I just need more time..." she lied

"Sure, whatever you need. I'm sorry if I rushed it" he said slowly closing in for a gentle hug, go to hell, Blossom she felt disgusted.

"Hey let's head down-stairs, yeah? Just forget any of this happened?" She suggested as she held his face before planting a light peck on his cheek.

"You sure you're okay?"

"Always with you" she lied again, she's lying straight through her teeth.

He nodded before opening the door, leading Blossom back downstairs and into the kitchen where they met Sarah drinking through her first glass of wine. As soon as she entered the kitchen she smelled dinner being cooked with veggies and the meatloaf itself, ohh that smells divine she thought to herself as her stomach slightly rumbled, "the food smells good."

"Dinner shouldn't be too long now, we're just waiting for Terrance." Sarah smiled

"Where is Terrance?" Blossom asked

"He was meant to be here an hour ago! He better not be too long, dinner's just about ready." Sarah said as she opened the oven but on queue the front door opened, "About time! Where have you been?" She cried out for her oldest son

"I was out with friends, I'm here now aren't I?" He called back. Blossom noticed he wore his usual red flannel jacket with his hood up

Sarah didn't reply instead she just rolled her eyes and sipped her wine. Blossom helped the family put the meal on the table, the table was already set and Blossom could tell that Mac was the one who set the table while Sarah did the cooking while Terrance was out... being Terrance. Dinner was delicious and delightful, Sarah even went out her way to make strawberry cheesecake for dessert. Dinner conversation was quite basic, they spoke about what Blossom's and Mac's plans for after college, Blossom's job at the diner and so on but she couldn't help but notice that Terrance was quiet throughout the full dinner, she felt awkward that he wasn't talking so she threw questions his way like what his plans were after college but he would only shrug and carry on eating the rest of his food.

Once Terrance eat his food he got up from his seat, "I'm going to my room."

"Honey, we have a guest don't be so rude. You've hardly said a word all night." Sarah said as she fixed her eyes towards her oldest son while drinking her third or fourth glass of wine.

Terrance sucked his teeth before sitting back down having a staring contest with his mother, "ye know Mom, I don't know how you did it but this is beyond a joke..."

Blossom's eyes widen at the sudden response, she glanced at Mac who sat perfectly still while eying his brother predicting where this was going, "You seriously got to do this now?" He growled

"Shut up Mac and stop acting like a tough guy in front of-"

"Why don't you stop being a useless junkie and grow the hell up?!" Mac barked standing from his seat as Terrance stood up with him, provoking his younger brother.

"Both of you! Sit down, now!" Sarah yelled standing along with her boys

Blossom sank in her seat as she had no choice but to listen, "I'll stop once I hear how you did it! What, did you make a deal with someone? Hmm? Was it with a Rowdyrock?" He tiled his head as he kept his eyes on his mother now.

Blossom lifted her head catching sudden interest in the conversation, "Terrance, you're being ridiculous." Sarah said as she scoffed, "sit back down, honey." She said as she calmly placed herself down on her seat.

"Bullshit, you must've done something; no dealer in this town is selling me!"

"So embarrassing" Mac muttered as he sat back down himself

"I don't need this, I'm out!" Terrance spat as he left the room, making his way up the stairs

However, Sarah sipped the last remaining drop from her wine before pouring herself another, finishing the bottle, "I am so sorry that you had to see that, sweetheart." She said to Blossom

Mac sighed as he sat back down, "he's such a dick."

"I'm asking this with all respect due but what's Terrance's problem?" Blossom blurted out, amazed she even asked the question.

Mac was about to open his mouth until his mom beat him to it, "He's in recovery and been clean for a few weeks now. Don't mind him, sweet pea once he's fully recovered he'll be a completely different person." Once Sarah answered Mac used the palm of his hand to hit off his head, "Sweetie, being an addict is nothing to be ashamed of."

"Mom, it's not the addict part that's getting to me, I just don't know why you put up with his shit!" Mac spat before folding his arms in a huff which took Blossom by surprise, she's never seen Mac with this attitude before.

"That's enough." His mom said sharply causing him to look down.

"Mac's right, he should be thankful to have a family that cares about him." Blossom commented softly.

"That's kind of you to say, thank you." Sarah smiled, also being embarrassed of her sons dramatic performance.

"Do you mind of I use your bathroom?" She asked as she raised from her seat

"Oh, I have a downstairs bathroom next to my office" Sarah said as she continued sipping her wine, now it's time to lay out my bait Blossom thought to herself as she mentally smirked to herself.

"Oh, do you work from home?"

"No, no I have a home office just for overtime work." Sarah said as she also raised to clear the table

"My mom's in the force." Mac said as he got up to help his Mom

"Really?" Blossom asked as she raised a brow, "That's so cool, what field are you in?"

"Drug enforcement administration."

"Ah, I can see the awkwardness with Terrance now..." Blossom blurted out again

"Ohh, sweetheart you have no idea." Sarah scoffed as she picked up the last of the cutlery, "bathrooms just down the hallway" she smiled.

Blossom thanked her and made her way towards the narrowed hallway, she could see the bathroom in front of her and another door to the right. She opened the door and peaked her head in to see a heavy duty desk in front of her with an office chair, jackpot! She thought to herself. She put the office light on before entering while peering around the room to see family pictures, awards and medals. She didn't have time to acknowledge the awards or medals instead she quickly paced herself behind Sarah's desk and looked through the drawers. She didn't see anything relevant until she got to the bottom drawer and seen case files labelled "RRB" this has to be it she thought to herself and relieved to see Bradley's mugshot as soon as she opened the case file.

She scanned through the file, skimming through the notes not believing what she was witnessing, "suspicions of luring vulnerability children" what the heck was this? When she read the files properly she gathered the situation which she was involved in and got a flashback of the day she was in Citysville Casino, I knew it was wired there were so many kids there she couldn't believe it, Bradley you sick son of a bitch she could feel her stomach turning. As she read on her eyes were glued on the handwriting, where do I know that handwriting from? She started to get slightly annoyed that her brain wasn't coming up with anything.

She continued to flick through pages until she seen a form titled "Witness Protection Programme" someone's working with the police? Who? She turned to the very last page to see who signed it and felt the colour draining from her face, Boomer Jojo?

Holy shit. She read over his notes on Professor X and was gobsmacked, he's been coming after me this full time...I've been right in front of him. Other than that she couldn't find anything else in the case file. She heard a commotion coming from the hallway she peered over her papers and tucked them neatly back in the drawer she found them in and soundlessly turned the office light off before slipping out the office. She looked ahead to see the unleashing kerfuffle,

"And where do you think you're going?!" Sarah yelled towards Terrance who carried a sports bag over each shoulder and a backpack trying to push by his Mom

"Away from here! I'd rather die than live another night under this roof!" Terrance screamed back with force

"Now you don't mean that..."

"-Mom, just let him go! If he thinks gettin' another hits worth over his family then let him have at it" Mac spat, glaring at his brother while reaching for the door handle

"Don't you dare open that fucking door! Now everyone just calm down!" Sarah demanded, raising her voice louder than before, that must be her cop voice Blossom thought to herself.

"You see this, Blossom?" Terrance called turning his gaze towards to pink Puff, "they treat me a prisoner in my own fucking home."

"How can this be your home when you're the one who wants to leave?" Blossom shot back to the dark haired boy, narrowing her stare on to him to show how contradicting he sounded.

"Stuck up bitch!" Terrance spat

Mac tackled him from behind throwing him punches at his head which Blossom dropped her jaws at, wasn't expecting that. Terrance elbowed Mac in the face before climbing on top of him and grabbing a nearby glass vase on the hall table, ready to smash it over his brother's head, "NO!!" Blossom screamed, using her super speed to race towards Terrance leaving a pink streak behind her, grabbing Terrance from the scruff his his flannel and throwing him across the narrowed hallway. He landed, breaking through the bathroom door and hitting his head off the sink.

There was a silence and a pause until they heard Terrance moan, "ehh.." Oh praise the Lord he's not dead Blossom sighed in relief before turning to Mac and Sarah who had shock and horror slapped across their faces. "I'm s-sorry I didn't m-mean," Blossom stuttered, "I didn't want him hurting Mac, I...I gotta go." So said before zooming towards the door, "Bloss, wait-" she heard Mac call but the door slammed closed before she could hear any more, she zoomed to the top of the street and around the corner.

She stopped to catch a breath and register what happened, "What in the fresh fuck happen in there?" She jumped at the sudden voice that crept up behind her but to frown in anger to see no other than Bradley Momo. He had on a black puffy jacket with his hands placed in his pockets while he leaned against a garden fence with an amusing look on his face, "shit sounded intense." He smirked.

She approached him with her face hard as glass, stopping barely two inches away from his, "The cops know about the kids...I know about the kids you, sicko!" She hissed with disgust

"It's business. Those kids are the very reason why me and you aren't behind bars...unless you'd like to hustle these drugs out yourself?"

Blossom was silent, keeping on her best poker face but the red Rock could see straight through her before scoffing, "didn't think so."

"What possesses you to you to think like that-"

"I'm a criminal, Bloss! That's how we think, we see an opportunity to be under the governments nose and we fucking take it!" He raised his voice but not loud enough to disturb the neighbourhood.

Under the governments nose...hmm...interesting she thought suspiciously. "Well, the government definitely know you're using the kids now"

"Yeah, I know. Heard word that we got a leak. But all I'm interested in knowing who the leak is." Bradley said closing in the space.

Blossom could feel her back slightly sweating as she started to feel nervous, Boomer she thought sadly. But I know where my loyalty lies..., "there was no name."

Bradley tilted his head, "Ye sure? Now, I'm pretty sure I saw the office light on long enough to dig out a name..."

He was watching the house the full time, she cringed before replying, "The case said they got an anonymous tip by letter but the letters locked away in evidence."

"By letter?" He raised a brow in confusion, "Who the hell writes letters nowadays?"

Good that'll keep him busy for a while, chasing evidence that doesn't exist. "You tell me, these are your people."

"Nah, not my people. First rule of the streets; you don't go to the cops." He said firmly as he rubbed his chin, "but I'll look into it."

"We gotta lose the kids, it isn't fair on them."

He scoffed, "You don't tell me what to to. I tell you what to do." He said as he pointed his index finger into her shoulder before leaning in, "since it's my business and all."

Blossom frowned, "But we're partners...that was the deal we agreed upon."

"-No darling, our deal was that you make the drug and I decide how to move them..."

Blossom looked down and sighed before looking back up, "Well if that's the case...I'm done." And with that she turned her heels and walked.

Bradley's jaws dropped when he heard her. He waited a few seconds to wait in case she's calling bluff but she didn't...she just kept walking and didn't look back. Bradley chased after her and stopped right in front of her, "Hold up, what do you mean you're done? You can't be done or else I'll throw you to the police myself" he threatened, grabbing her by the wrist.

Blossom didn't even flinch. She looked up and scoffed at the boy which annoyed him more, "No Bradley. You just said yourself the first rule is not to snitch. And secondly, if you hand me to the police I will sing like a canary." She smirked knowing she got him where she wanted him, "if I go down...you're coming down with him. Or you could leave the matter alone." She challenged.

"Pinky, you hearing yourself? This is just a minor setback but we can keep going, we can take over the goddamn world." He pleaded, both his hands on her shoulders, desperation in his eyes.

This is too good, if only I had a camera...she thought to herself, almost cynical she couldn't help but smirk to herself. Bradley seen the smirk and frowned his brows but in his eyes she seen something she never saw before in him; fear. Suddenly she clicked; I was his get out of jail free card...oh, how the tables have turned.

She brushed his hands off her shoulders before slowly shaking her head, "It's over, Bradley. I'm free..." she said tip-towing herself towards his lips, he hesitated before holding still, shocked at her response. Her lips stopped inches from his, "...to do my own thing."

"Huh?" He was caught off-guard.

She took this opportunity to push him to the ground and float up towards the trees, "Thank you, darling for all you've taught me but at the end of the day...big fucks small...and I'm bigger than you." And with that she disappeared into the night sky followed by her signature pink streak.

*Bradley*

He laid there shocked and utterly mortified of what just happened as he watched the pink streak disappear. He frowned his brows aggressively before tightening his first into balls, did I just get played here?