*1 week later - Brandon*
"Son, it's been a week and she still hasn't made any progress...I'm starting to think I might have misjudgedyour hand at the table."
Brandon rolled his eyes as he walked through the forest towards the cabin, he had his burner phone to his ear as he peered over his shoulders every now and then, "Jerry, you were talking shit when I originally offered her to the table but when Megabucks start running his mouth you're like a fly all over his shit." Silence responded on the other line, he smirked knowing he's had the Governors attention, "Rome wasn't built in a day, give her a little more time to settle into her version of normality. Yeah, I see what you're saying; she isn't criminal material but she's a fast learner"
"I hope you're right." He heard the man sigh on the other line.
"I got an idea that can help move things a little faster but that depends on what you're willing to risk." He slowed his pace as he could see the cabin in view sight.
"Name it." The governor dared
"How fast can you get a burner phone to her?"
"I suppose I could give her one of the spares we have from contraband, tell my staff that I'm doing a weekly check-up on our 'former super-hero' no one would question it."
"Put this number on speed dial and tell her to call me."
"Consider it done." The line disconnected.
Brandon shook his head as he scoffed at his corruptness while ending the call before placing his burner in his black puffers jacket with a green Adidas label embodied on his left chest. He zoomed towards the cabin, slowing down when he reached the door opening and closing it at a regular pace. He entered to see his brothers were already chillin', the smell of weed lingered in the living area where Ben laid across a couch watching some sort of Netflix originals while grinning at the TV like an idiot. Bradley was on the phone talking to someone as he wandered around the dining area, he had his thinking face on and it looked like he was stuck with something.
Brandon walked towards his blue eyed brother before taking his jacket off and laying across the spare couch across from Ben, "Who's he talking to in there?" Brandon nodded towards his redhead brother.
"Think it's Colin. Yo, check this shit out; this chicks a zombie and she works at a police morgue eating the dead victims brains and she gets these visions of the victims in their point of view right before they die and catch who the killer it - it is fucking blowing my mind!" His blonde brother spoke in a tone to show how amazed he was for someone to make a series on Netflix so jaw-dropping.
"What are you doin' here binging Netflix? I thought it was your turn moving the drugs today?" Brandon's eyes shifted from the TV across to his brother.
"Man, it's only like 2.30 in the afternoon, it's dead at this time. Customers don't start hitting me up until like 4 or 5." He shrugged before his eyes lit up, "by the way, you never guess who I bumped into."
"Surprise me."
"Bubbles Utonium, maaaan, she is so fuckin' hot but she don't seem too keen on me"
Brandon harshly scoffed, "She's way out your league." Ben frowned at her brothers response.
The boys heard their older siblings voice travelling towards them, "Cool, thanks for that, Col. 'Til next time." Bradley ended his call before throwing his phone on the table and sitting on the single armchair between the couches, "doesn't make sense..."
"You're telling me, people make up the most weirdest shit for TV." Ben stated as he pointed towards to 55" flat screen TV.
"Not the show, idiot! About this...all of this." Bradley said looking as puzzled as he sounded.
"What's up?" Brandon raised a brow as he asked the question.
"That was Colin on the phone telling me that Agent Jones is pinning our charges on the Golden Panthers..." Bradley rubbed his chin, gazing into nothing as he thought hard.
"Sweet, least that means we get our customers back in Townsville if the Golden Panthers are gone from the streets." Ben shrugged
"But why the fuck would she do that?" Bradley asked, "she even signed her case over to the FBI, she's done with us, why would she give up that easily? Especially shortly after Blossom handed herself in. And that's another thing; Blossom knew the Professor X title on her dad were allegations - the cops didn't actually have any evidence against him he would've gotten released eventually and she knows that but she still self-surrendered...why didn't she snitch?"
"Because she knows snitches get stitches, she seen my example with Boomer." the blonde bragged about how he almost beat his counterpart's ass until the green Ruff intervened their fight.
"Nah...something isn't sitting right with me. Ye know Jone's junkie son? The meth head?" Bradley continued
"Yeah, he ain't be around for a while." Brandon added, acting dumb.
"Turns out he's in rehab. It's the expensive one down in Roseville and guess who's the manager of the joint." The red-eyed boy said as he folded his arms
"Santa Claus?" Ben randomly added, not showing interest in his brothers dilemma.
"Daniel Brown, his dad's the governor of Headwood Prison...the same prison that Blossom's at..." Bradley said trying to connect the dots but was missing the pattern.
"And the plot thickens." Brandon said sarcastically before shifting his eyes back towards the TV, no way would he ever tell his brother what he was really up to, this was the only thing Brandon had of his own and he wasn't going to tell Bradley for him to take over.
"You know what? Fuck you guys, I got my own shit to deal with. Ben, what times your guy coming down?" Bradley said dismissing his dilemma for another time.
"Eh, three o'clock I think." The blonde answered, still dazing towards the TV.
"What guy?" Brandon asked
"There's this guy I've been dealing to for a bit, he's kinda dopey but he knows his chemicals. Told him about our offer and he's keen to try it out." Ben said as he started to rub his eyes and yawn.
"So this is Pinky's replacement?" Brandon's eyes moved towards Bradley
"Pinky's yesterday's news. This guy sounds like he's got a lot of potential, by the way that reminds me I need to pick up some cash from Colin in Villetown but I got this guy coming soon so I'm gonna need you to do it." Bradley stated as he pointed towards his brunette brother.
"Me?" Brandon pointed at himself, "why can't you get him to do it?" He pointed towards his blue-eyed brother.
"Cause he's on call for work and you ain't doin' nothin'." Bradley said plainly while shrugging and getting a bottle of water out the fridge.
Brandon bit his tongue before turning back towards the TV, oh, brother, you don't know the half of it.
*Bubbles*
The blue eyed Puff sat on the corner of the roof of her home while scrolling through some old photos of herself and her sisters. She smiled at some of them but a frown would appear whenever she got a reminder that Blossom isn't here, she locked her phone as she placed it back in her pocket and buried her face in her hands. Bubbles still had a hard time processing all the information especially with the media twisting the story. Dean Miller, Blossom's lawyer said not to listen to the news or the tabloids but what else was she meant to expect when she doesn't even know the full story of Blossom's situation? It's like she left for college one day and her sister got replaced by someone else.
"Thought I might find you up here." Bubbles looked up and gave her warm smile to her green-eyed sister floating above her.
"Just needed some peace and quiet. Dean said that we'll be able to visit Blossom starting from next week." Bubbles said unsure how she felt about it.
"How are you feeling about it?" Buttercup asked
Bubbles rolled her eyes knowing she jinxed herself before opening her mouth, "I have very mixed feelings. A part of me wants to go see her and hug her but another part of me feels like I need more time before actually seeing her...I don't know what to say to her if I'm not sure how I'm feeling."
"You should do something that'll take your mind off things. Wanna go shopping? I know that always cheers you up?" Buttercup smiled as she suggested the idea.
"You hate shopping." Bubbles stated before crossing her arms, "I already went shopping earlier this week to get my mind off things but I felt like everyone was staring at me..." Bubbles looked down, almost in shame.
"Fuck all those people, Bubbs, they don't know Blossom like we do." Buttercup said as she sat by her sisters side, placing her arm around the blue Puffs shoulder.
"Buttercup, I don't know Blossom..." Bubbles looked up, "she been lying to us for months; the new car, the leather jacket, the fancy watch - all from a savings that didn't exist, even you knew something didn't add up!"
Buttercup sighed before taking her arm away, "I know, I asked her about the money later that night and she lied straight to my face."
"What did she tell you?" Bubbles asked out of curiosity
"She told me she was a stripper..."
The sisters looked at each other before Bubbles burst into laughter, "What?" She managed to squeal breathlessly
Buttercup blinked at Bubbles' response, "How the hell was I suppose to know?!"
Bubbles stopped laughing before staring at her brunette sister. Seconds later both girls burst into hysteric laughter, "Come on, Blossom a stripper? She would never do anything like that"
"I thought she wouldn't do anything like this" Buttercup said as she dazed over the view of the suburbs
"Yeah, well she took the world by surprise...including us."
"Yeah, she always had to go above and beyond." Buttercup smirked
"And I thought I was a drama queen." Bubbles stated before both girls giggled at her response.
"The Professors taking it kinda harsh, he keeps blaming himself even though he shouldn't. It's not like he would've ever known." Buttercup said
"We need to spend some time with him, get him out the house." Bubbles suggested
"And go where? Even you said everywhere you go you feel like people are staring at you."
Bubbles looked around her yard before thinking of something, "the gardens seen better days, why don't we use my car and get some gardening stuff in?"
"That's actually a decent idea, remember how the Professor use to love to garden before he got offered the big job in Megaville?" Buttercup smiled
"It might just do all of us a good. Come on, I'll go get my keys-" Bubbles said as she was about to get up until she felt a tugging on her sleeve
"Actually, Bubbs, there was something I was hoping to tell you before we go back inside...privately."
"Oh?" Bubbles raised a brow before sitting back down, please don't let it be bad new, I can't bare any more bad news.
"I haven't told anyone yet and I wanted you to be the first to know..." Buttercup struggled to get the words out and Bubbles was terrified not knowing what was about to come out her lips next, "I'm pregnant."
Bubbles jaw dropped, "You're pregnant?" The petite blondes face was overtaken by her beaming smile as her blue eyes sparkled full of hope.
Buttercup nodded as a smile appeared on the corner of her lips. Bubbles jumped in the air for joy before overbearing her green eyed sister with hugs, "I'M GOING TO BE AN AUNTIE!"
"Shh, Bubbs, no one knows yet!" Buttercup hissed quietly
Bubbles gasped before she covered her mouth, "Does Butch know?"
"The Professor doesn't even know."
"Oh my god, you gotta tell him he's gonna be so overjoyed!" Bubbles couldn't hide her excitement it's the only good news she's had in over a week.
"Okay, okay I will but...I need your help with something." Buttercup said nervously. Bubbles excited face quickly turned to concern, "I don't know how to tell Butch, like I don't know how to put it in words."
"How were you thinking of telling him?" The blonde lifts her brow
"I was gonna text him..."
"Buttercup, you can't be serious!?" Bubbles eyes widen as she facepalmed herself from her sisters response.
"What? I've never done anything like this before..."
"I'll help you, we can plan it all out." Bubbles said as she took her sister by the arm, "cause that's what sisters do. They're there for each other." Bubbles smiled
Buttercup smiled back as she felt a weight being lifted off her shoulders because at the end of the day she's not alone, she's always got her sisters.
*Blossom*
Blossom looked across the laundry room towards the steamer to see her opponent, Scarlett Murphy. Murphy was a tall woman with olive skin and shoulder length dark hair. She was in her mid-30s with a hard steal look on her face, like she owned the place. Murphy already warned the pink Puff not to pull any stunts in her laundry room or take her position if she knew what's good for her. Of course Blossom wasn't listening, she was going to do what she needed to do to get top dog title, even if things get a little messy.
Murphy and her crew are in D block wearing the mustard takkies, Murphy and a couple of other groups in here deal herion but that seems to be the only drug going round prison, you would have more of a chance of being an addict here than everywhere else. So far Blossom has sussed that one of the male guards, Mr. Fletcher, is working with Murphy he supplies the drugs and she sells large amounts to other blocks and cut her stuff with flour from the kitchen.
In the last week Blossom didn't waste time into acknowledging all the inmates from different blocks. She already formed a group for lunch with different women from different blocks. One for each block she would need in order to move her product; there was Doyle her cellie who seemed straight - she doesn't like the thought of trouble but she also doesn't like her current top dog.
There was Georgia Reynolds from cell block A, she wore burgundy takkies along with her block. She's in for petty crimes such as pickpocketing, identity theft and dealing drugs. She was smart, fast on her feed and always on guard. She has blonde hair and blue eyes but she had one of those regular faces you would easily forget, she says that's her superpowers; she blends in the background and goes unnoticed. She was currently in solitary confinement for selling inmates cigarettes, she's been locked away for two days so far.
Hannah Swift, she goes by Swifty because she's fly and pretty swift about it. She's in B block with dark blue takkies along with her block and she also had washed out purple hair with dark roots growing in. She's in for armed robbery and only in for three years, she's serving her last two and will be released as the same time as Blossom. Blossom asked her how she managed to get in minimum security for only three years and Swifty smirked and winked in at her, "By being fly with the DA, I can get whatever dirt I can upon my rivals...stay clear and you'll be fine"
Daisy Malone was in D block with mustard takkies; same block as Murphy but Malone was really sweet...but she was a bit of a fruit loop, she's in for stabbing her boyfriend when she found out he was cheating on her. She's a super pretty girl with brown hair and blonde highlights, she had these amazing brown eyes that could charm a guard or two. Blossom was confused why she would bother stabbing a dick of a boyfriend who would cheat on her when she could've gotten any guy she wanted, go figures. However, Malone had a big mouth and a loud voice, you could hear her before you see her.
Finally, there was Amiya King from E block with dull orange takkies on. She wasn't all that tall she was maybe about 5'4 but she's hard as nails and she does boxing along with Doyle. Sure, King may look like she hasn't got the strength but she can take you by surprise by moving faster than a bullet when serving a punch. She has a soft caramel skin tone with bright hazel eyes and dark brown braids.
Mr. Fletcher entered the laundry room and approached Ms. Hastings whispering into her ear. Ms. Hastings looked across the room towards the pink Puff, "Utonium." she called over.
Blossom stopped folding the laundry before approaching the woman, "The governor would like to start a weekly check up on you starting from today. Mr. Fletcher will escort you to his office."
Blossom raised a brow being curious what's up the governors sleeve. Nevertheless, the inmate in dark green takkies followed Mr. Fletcher to Governor Brown's office, when she reached the office the governor thanked the guard and asked him to wait outside. Mr. Fletcher closed the door behind him leaving the inmate and authorised person in charge of the prison alone. The governor closed the blinds to allow some privacy before reaching into his blazer pocket and bringing out a little burner cell phone, he used a napkin to wipe away his fingerprints before handing it to Blossom, "I believe this now belongs to you. Be careful with it and tell no one you have this and you certainly don't tell anyone that I gave you this. Find a safe place to store the phone and always have it on silent." The governor stated as he placed the napkin in the trash can before sitting behind his desk.
Blossom looked at the burner phone confused, "why are you giving me this?" may as well give me the keys to the prison at this rate...
"Your friend wants to contact you. You can call him right now if you want." Jerry said as he leaned back.
Blossom's eyes lit up, him? Is it maybe Brick that's trying to contact me? She wasted no time to flip the phone up and going through her speed dial, there was only one number. She pressed it and placed the phone to her ear while having an overjoyed look on her face, she looked behind the desk to see the governor was on his computer, looking less interested.
"Yo, lil mama, you miss me?" Blossom's hopeful smile dropped to a frown as she heard Brandon's voice, she was really hoping to speak to Brick.
"Brandon?'
"Damn, well don't sound too excited" he responded sarcastically, "anyway, I wanted to call to check up on you; what's going on it's been a week and Jerry's telling me you ain't making progress"
"It isn't that easy, I just formed...an alliance, I think? I guess I could move the drugs behind the top dogs back, no one would ever know it's me-"
"Nah, never do shit behind the top dogs back - shit gets messy if you get caught. You need that top dog title to mark your territory; you take that title and no one would fuck with you, that's the way you need to come across in prison."
"Then what do you suggest I do then?" She rolled her eyes in frustration
"Use your crew and take that bitch out! Do any of them even like the top dog?"
"Not that I know of, everyone always talking about how she's a terrible leader" she said as she looked over at Jerry who was nodding his head, agreeing with her statement.
"There you go, the inmates need a leader and you can be that leader."
"How? I've been here for a week, I don't even know my way to the showers and you're expecting me to be running the prison?" Blossom snapped
"Sell yourself to your crew. I can't believe I'm sayin' this but do what Bradley does - manipulate the situation."
Blossom thought for a moment before she paused, "How do you manipulate a situation?"
"Well let's look at the basics first; you got your crew, now you need to sell them the idea to overthrow the top dog and the rest will work itself out...Blossom, use your head you're in the Governors office who's on your side for cryin' out loud, you've got power before you even become top dog - use this to your advantage."
Blossom looked over at Jerry again to see he was scrolling through the computer, ignoring the inmate completely as she was just background to him. An idea creeped in her head as she stared at him but replied back to Brandon, "I think I might have an idea...it isn't bulletproof but it's solid."
"Now you're talking my lingo, cause Brick's here busting his ass over making these pills and doing the packaging and selling online by himself-"
Her heart skipped a beat and eyes jolted open when she heard his name, "How is he getting on?"
"Wow, you really want to hear about him rather than your family first?" Brandon said, almost judging Blossom by her choice of words.
"I can't face them right now...it's just too much." She managed to choke out
"So rude, you didn't even ask how I was getting on" she rolled his eyes knowing he was being sarcastic."Listen lil mama you don't have long to go before you get visiting rights next week you'll see anyone who you want to see then but in the mean time Dean's taking care of your family, Brick's taking care of the pills, I'm taking care of Brick while Prince is taking care of legal side of things but Jerry on the other side is getting impatient. The drugs are mounting up here and we need to sell them fast, your black market idea is coming along well but we need to sell more."
"I'll handle it." She said in an unsure tone
"Good cause I'm handling business out here. You're in the long game now...better get comfortable."
And with that being said Brandon had ended the call and Blossom was listening to a dead line. She looked over at the governor to see he was still messing around with his computer, she sighed heavily before placing the phone in her takkie pocket. "Governor Brown." Blossom called Jerry's attention. The man looked up at the girl before she continued to plot in her head, "Give me every information you have on Murphy..."
"Funny how you ask." He stated before opening his top drawer and bringing out a file. "She reported to Mr. Fletcher about your friend, Reynolds, cigarette business." He finished as he showed Blossom the paperwork.
"You're kidding?!" Blossoms was shocked to hear that her inmates top dogs is snitching on her own people, she smirked knowing that she can use this information against Murphy. She remembered Brandon's words, you've got power before you even become top dog - use this to your advantage, "Do you think you could get Reynolds out of solitary in time for breakfast tomorrow?"
"Sure can." The governor winked as he leaned back on his chair.
*Brandon*
"I'll handle it."
"Good cause I'm handling business out here. You're in the long game now...getter get comfortable." He smirked before ending the call and placed the phone in his pocket.
He cursed his brothers as he got the short end of the stick on picking up Bradley's money, lazy son of a bitch, I don't get why he can't off his lazy ass and get his own cash Brandon rolled his eyes as he mentally ranted to himself. Sure, he doesn't mind doing favours for his brother but he prefers to do the exciting favours like robbing a bank, going on a heist, stealing from major labs etc but not picking up cash, that's errand boy shit he muttered to himself, clearly annoyed.
He was mostly annoyed at Jerry for rushing this whole operation however, Jerry should know that rushing things like this is how people end up getting caught from being too greedy. Jerry's lucky that he's dealing Brandon rather than Bradley because if his red-eyed brother was in charge of this operation he'd swipe everything off the governor and take it for himself and there's nothing that Jerry would be able to do about it. However, Brandon was more of a negotiator rather than a dictator; offer fair trade for fair favours.
In Villetown there was a local nightclub that Colin worked from time to time doing security, the club was called Venom Pit, yeah no wonder, maybe because the place is full of snakes he thought bitterly as he flicked away his cigarette before entering the club. He made his way down the stairs towards the bar to see Colin was guarding one of the doors, the man with a tattoo on his face nodded towards the Rock. Colin made his way towards the back office which Brandon followed his lead, "Sup bro, Brad said you got some cash for him."
"Yeah, man. Why's he not here to pick it up?" Colin asked curiously before entering digits in his solid heavy safe.
"New trainee, he's checking to see what he's all about."
"Cool, you boys got any new dealers sorted yet?" Colin continued the conversation as he opened the safe and placed a waddle of cash in an envelope.
"Think Brad's working on that."
"Well if you guys ever need spare dealers my boys are happy to help." He offered as he handed the envelope to the green Rock.
"Appreciate it, I'll let him know." Brandon nodded as he folded the envelope and placed it in his back pocket.
When Brandon took his leave he strolled his way back to his apartment. He wished the nights would be quiet in Villetown as it was in Townsville but instead the night was filled with police sirens, dogs barking, people fighting and cars speeding. He was about to turn a corner until he took a double take across the street. He stopped for a moment before approaching a blonde haired girl wearing a light blue jacket while she pushed a cream baby carrier, "Brat?" He called, getting the girls attention.
Brat almost looked shocked as her electric blue eyes widen at the raven-haired boy, "Oh hey Brandon, what are you doing here? I thought you and your brothers moved to Townsville?"
Brandon raised a brow, "Yeah Bradley did but Ben and I are still around, congratulations on your baby by the way; already heard the news from Joey." He stepped closer towards the stroller until the new mother stepped back, taking the carrier with her. Brandon raised a brow again at the sudden response, "you good?"
"Yeah, just been an odd few days..."
"That's parenthood, I suppose. You'll never know what normal means again." He jested as he showed a handsome smile.
Brat smiled awkwardly not saying anything. Brandon couldn't help but feel something wasn't right, "so I hear things are tough between you and Michael right now..."
"Yeah, we had a court case about him being the father of Bryce but it sort of fell through..." she said as she avoided eye contact.
"Oh-" Brandon was about to ask for the reason until Brat cut in
"Look, it's getting dark and I really should get out of here, Brute's waiting for me back home and she'll get worried if-" Brat was about to walk past the green eyed Rock until he lightly grabbed her by the sleeve of her jacket.
"Yo, relax, I'll walk you if you want-..." at that moment Brandon looked down in the baby stroller to see a baby smiling brightly but he couldn't help but notice his eyes...royal purple. Brandon frowned as his eyes travelled back towards Brat as he continued to talk, "I know I ain't clever but it doesn't take a genius to know what primary colours ya'll need to mix to get purple..."
"You can't tell him!" Brat begged
Brandon was speechless, he wasn't sure what to say, "Wha-..I-..I'm sorry but I kind of have to, this is my brothers kid-"
"Please don't. If you tell him then he'll want to get involved and Ben will most definitely hate me forever." She started to panic
"No offence but Ben already hates you, this won't make a difference to him." The green eyed Rock stated, hoping it would make the situation better but earned a hatred growl towards him.
"If you tell him then I'm going to have to leave this town...and take my baby with me." She threatened
"That's fine, ye know why? Cause we'll find you, no matter where you hide. If Bryce is my nephew - which I most definitely know he is then my brother will not stop unless he get's a fair share of visiting his son." Brandon wasn't sure how Bradley would react, however, he was sure that he would want to be involved.
Brat's eyes darkened as she stepped closer to the raven-heard boy, closing the gap between them, "Then your brother can drag me to hell if you thinks the court will let him near my son with a two-inch pole." She spat before turning her heels and travelling away from the green eyed Rock.
I need to tell Bradley his thoughts told him immediately before zooming back to Townsville.