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*Ben*

The blue eyed Rock already had a few orders to deliver, it's going to be a busy night. Just before he left the cabin he heard his brother calling him from the basement, he sighed before turning around and made his way down stairs to the lab. As soon as he got down the smell of chemicals wafted in his face making his stomach turn slightly, "You call me?" He asks as he scrunched his face from the smell.

Bradley was downstairs with the new guy, he was a tall guy in his late teens, 19 maybe 20, with dark hair and he wore glasses along with a light case of acne he basically looked like a typical geek and he's a bit of a dopey guy; doesn't understand the street lingo but he knew his chemicals, maybe not Professor X level but it was better than nothing. "Fresh bag of molly ready to be sold." The redhead said as he tossed the sealed bag over to his brother.

Ben looked in the bag to see white pills, "Where's the colour?"

"Colour isn't necessary as long as the quality's there." The tall boy said in a smug tone

Ben rolled his eyes showing he's not impressed making the tall boy frown, "What's the name of your product then?"

"Kenny doesn't think it's necessary to name the pills since it all does the same job." Bradley answered behind the tall boy whom Ben presume is named Kenny.

"'Aight, Kenny, if I were to deal you pills would you want the white plain ones with no name or the colourful ones with a name that has a story behind it?" Ben tilted his head as he folded his arms waiting for an answer.

Bradley shook his head giving his brother a death glare behind Kenny's back warning his brother not to start his shit, Kenny on the other hand looked back at Ben blankly unsure how to answer his question. "Anyway Kenny, you good to work all day on Fridays? That's when we need our fresh batch for the weekend." Bradley asked, drawing Kenny's attention away from his brother.

"I got DnD night with the boys on a Friday." Kenny answered making Ben scoff

"Well, change your geeky game night to a Thursday." Ben answered making Bradley mentally face palm himself. To everyone's surprise there was a whooshing sound coming from upstairs and a couple of seconds later there was a green flash taking over the lab. It was Brandon panting, struggling to get a breath. Bradley and Ben exchange a concerned glance at each other, "Bro, what happened?" Ben asked

"Water" Brandon panted breathlessly as he flew towards the sink and ducked his head under the tap swallowing the water coming out the tap. Bradley looked back at Ben who shrugged at his redhead brother while Kenny was watching the super teen sucking water out the tap in awe.

Brandon finally turned around after catching his breath before he frowned, "Who the hell is this guy?"

"This is Kenny he's our new molly cook...with no colour or names." Ben said still not getting over how dull and boring this guy is, at least Pinky had a little bit of sass about her, he thought comparing the two cooks.

"Fuck off, Kenny, we're overdue a family meeting." Brandon said abruptly before taking the stool out from under the middle island.

This time Bradley physically facepalmed himself before turning round to the tall boy, "If the sells go well we'll see you again on Thursday and that's when you'll get your first pay."

Kenny nodded without saying a word but kept his head down before leaving the lab. When the boys heard the front door opening and closing Bradley finally spoke knowing they were finally alone, "What in the fresh fuck was that about?" He asked in an annoyed tone.

"Brat Plutonium had a kid and it's yours." Brandon said under one breath causing Bradley's eyes to widen and Ben's eyes to shoot towards his brothers.

"How do you know?" Ben asked

"The kids got purple fucking eyes, what other colour do you get when you mix blue and red?"

Bradley heavily sighed before bringing a stool out and taking a seat for himself, "I already know."

This time Ben's eyes widen as he couldn't believe his ears, he was speechless.

"Wait, you already fucking know and you ain't doing anything about it?" Brandon raised his voice slightly

"I ain't interested, the kid was a mistake." Bradley shot back emotionless

"How can you say that? I thought you might want to get involved and be the dad that we never had..." Brandon continued

"You knocked up my girlfriend..." that was the only thing Ben managed to get out

"Your ex girlfriend, remember?" Bradley said

"She wasn't my ex at the time..." Ben wasn't sure on what to feel, that could've been my kid...

"What can I say? She was all over me" Bradley simply shrugged his shoulders as if it was no big deal.

"Can we forget about Brat and focus on the kid?!"

"Drop it, Brandon! Like I said I ain't interested in the kid, alright?!" Bradley screamed, getting irritated by his brunette brother.

Ben couldn't listen any more, he paced towards the stairs leaving his brothers bickering. He heard Bradley calling his name but he wasn't listening, he needed to get some air. When he got outside he was getting slight nausea but he shot for the skies anyway, disappearing into the clouds. He wasn't sure where he was going he just flew as fast as he could, he wanted to scream from the top of his lungs but it was trapped, just like him. He was pissed when he first found out about Brat and Bradley but now he was enraged and he couldn't blame Bradley, it's not like he intentionally impregnated Brat but he was still mad as hell at him.

He went to the junkyard and grabbed everything he could like cars, fridges, stoves - anything that was in bulk and threw it across to the other side of the junkyard in rage. He let a tear slip before smacking himself in the head, don't you fucking cry he mentally told himself, you didn't cry then you're not crying now but it was too late because another tear slipped and another. He slid down to the ground before quietly letting out small sobs as there was a pang in his stomach that felt much worse than betrayal.

*Blossom*

The pink eyed Puff had heavy bags under her eyes from tossing and turning the night before, she questioned a lot about her life choices like why she put herself in the position of going after top dog role when she doesn't even know half the inmates? None of them really scared her because she was super-human after all, they're more scared of me than I am of them. The prison itself is massive, Headwood contained over 3,000 inmates each cell block carried over 600 women and all 3,000 of them were ruled by one inmate, Scarlett Murphy. How can I contain 3,000 women when I don't know the ins and outs of prison let alone the inmates?...

She sat at the dining hall for breakfast with a cup that held harsh stale coffee, the smell was making Blossom gag. She sat up all night mentally plotting in her head how she could use the information Jerry provided her to lay the bait. "Are you going to eat that?" Blossom looked across the table to see King's golden hazel eyes were lurking over Blossom's tray of mush.

"Have at it." Blossom said as she slid the tray across the table, losing her appetite as soon as she seen the girl in the dull orange takkies inhale what should've been porridge.

"You should eat your wheat, it's good for you." Malone said gently, almost in a motherly tone.

"Helps ye shite as well." Doyle added as she shuffled a deck of cards causing Swifty to spit out her orange juice in hysterics, Scottish people have such potty mouths.

"Doyle! You are vile." Malone muttered as she rolled her eyes and landed them browsing through her magazine, dismissing herself from the conversation.

"The shit that comes out your mouth is hilarious!" Swifty was gasping for air at this rate.

"Do you bitches mind? I'm tryna eat here!" King grew annoyed of the fellow prisoners, "it's not even 9am and you're already pissing me off."

"You've already eaten, greedy." Malone added as her eyes still scanned the magazine. Blossom couldn't help but curve the side of her lip, something about King and Malone reminded her of Bubbles and Butterup.

"Oh, is that a smile I see?" Swifty teased as she sipped the remaining of her orange juice.

"Praise the lord, I thought you'd never crack a smile." Doyle joined in

Blossom could feel her cheeks getting rosy as her smile deepened, "I haven't been that bad." She said with bashfully smile.

"Bitch, you be walkin' around lookin' all serious since the moment you arrived." King said as scooped the last of the porridge from the tray.

"Speaking on serious, has anyone heard about when Reynolds getting out the hole?" Swifty asked as she leaned her chin on the palm of her hand.

Doyle scoffed, "She got caught with a full deck of cigarettes in her cell, she ain't getting out the slot for a long time, maybe three weeks at least."

Blossom now understood prison time took it's tole, time dragged in here she's only been in prison for over a week and she feels like a full year has already passed. Her thoughts got interrupted as she heard Doyle's voice amongst the background of chatter, "speak of the devil."

Blossom turned her head to see the whole dining hall did the same. Reynolds was released from solitary earning glances and stares from then entire prison thinking the same thing Swifty asked, "how'd she get out that quick?"

Reynolds had her burgundy hood up ignoring the looks from everyone else and pulled a seat up at the table, "at least they let me out for breakfast."

"How are you out the hole within three days?" King asked as she raised her hands in confusion

"Beats me but all I know is I've got a snitch in my midst." Reynolds said as she put her hood down and scanned across the hall, growling at anyone who dared to look in her direction.

"What makes you say that? I thought your ciggies were found during search?" Doyle asked confused

"Yeah but the guards went straight behind my mirror before searching the cell, right where my stash is, someone's been talking." Reynolds crossed her arms furiously.

"She ain't wrong, have you guys noticed that there's been a lot of snitching lately? A few people been caught with a lot of contraband..." Swifty said as she used the hair-tie on her wrist to tie her purple hair up in a messy bun.

"Who's gonna be crazy enough to snitch in here though?" King asked, not really caring about the answer as she played with her braids.

Blossom eyes widen and she seized her opportunity, "I actually heard something..."

Her fellow inmates glanced her way giving her their full attention, "Okay, Utonium, let's hear what you heard..." Swifty said as she leaned back in her chair, curious of what the newbie had to say.

"Well, I know that Mr. Fletcher might have something to do with the drugs getting in..."

Reynolds rolled her eyes annoyed, "Duh, clearly, everyone knows that. The guards are corrupt as sin in here."

Blossom mentally took a deep breath before she starts a whole new series of lies, sell yourself, "The guards break-room isn't far from the laundry room, they're always walking by talking even when they think I'm not listening but they forget I have super-hearing..."

She now captured the women's attention as the closed in, "What did they say?" Malone was on the edge of her seat

The pink Puff kept hearing Brandon's words, manipulate the situation, "Well they've been talking about Murphy snitching on the inmates..." it wasn't entirely lies, Jerry showed Blossom endless reports Murphy raised and none of the inmates know it's their own top dog snitching on them!

Doyle narrowed her eyes while the rest of the gang glanced at each other in shock. Reynolds turned her head and growled towards the short haired woman who was sitting at her table with her crew, "I'm gonna fucking kill her." She said before leaping up

Doyle stood up raising her voice, "Sit the fuck down!" She earned a glance from the surrounding inmates and a couple of guards, "You just got out the slot, don't do anything stupid you can't risk it right now." She said in a lower but firm tone as she raised her eyebrows.

A guard approached the table, "What's going on here?"

Reynolds eyed the guard up and down before sitting back down, "Nothing, we're good."

Doyle nodded before sitting back down and staring down the guard until he left. When the guard was out of sight Doyle turned her head towards Blossom, "who were the guards talking about Murphy?" The Scottish redhead raised a single brow as she darted her emerald eyes towards candy floss pink.

"Erm..."

"You must've seen the guards in order to know what they said, right?"

"I said I heard the guards using my super-hearing, they were in the corridor while I was in the laundry room. A male and female voice..."

King came between them sucking her teeth, "I bet it was Miss. Miles and Mr. Bennett, they two always be gossiping. No way our top dog would snitch on us..."

"Wouldn't she?" Swifty added, looking disgusted at the mention of their top dog.

Malone now joined as she tilted her head, "Mmm, I dunno, she snitched on her own sister in trade to reduce her sentence...that's pretty cold."

"So if she can snitch on her sister then she can easily snitch on us, we're nothing but her fucking toy soldiers during open season." Swifty said as she folded her and stared Murphy's table down

Blossom looked around the table and smirked knowing she planted the seed but she didn't have time to let it grow, she needed to move this operation fast, "It would make sense; have you guys ever noticed how she always gets special treatment from the guards other than Mr. Fletcher? I think she might trade certain information she gets on us for special treatment if she's not already bribing them." She said as she looked down in her coffee, taking a sip while looking less interested.

"I think she might be right...this is bullshit! What do we do after finding out our top dogs snitching on her own people?" King said looking annoyed.

"Find a new top dog." Blossom answered fast but causally

However, she got a sharp look from Doyle, "and you think you can be top dog after being here five minutes?"

"Who me?" Blossom raised a brow, looking confused. Doyle narrowed her green eyes trying to get Blossom's angle, "I just got here, I don't know anything about this prison besides everyone hating on Murphy...but you on the other hand, people seem to be turning to you..." The pink Puff was careful how she planted her next seed.

Doyle blinked before looking confused. The rest of the gang looked at one another blankly before taking it into consideration, "It would make sense you know the prison more than anyone, Betty." King said as she narrowed her eyes towards Doyle, using her first name to show how serious she was.

"Plus, you're a peer worker. The women look up to you here." Malone added encouraging her

"Top dog position need to keep the drugs going, what would I do about the junkies here?" Doyle asked, unsure if she wants to take on the role.

"We can break into medical and steal some, they got some quality shit in here. These women don't care what type of drugs we're offering as long as they're high and happy." King pitched. Blossom didn't know when to to add her pitch, she wanted to word it very carefully, not raising any suspicions.

"The meds won't last long before the screws catch on and double the security in medical like it's Buckingham freakin' Palace. If we don't supply drugs the women are gonna go through the worse come-down of their lives which could potentially lead to a prison riot. There's no point in taking over if I can't supply the drugs." Doyle said as she crossed her arms, defeated of the idea.

"I can maybe help..." Blossom piped up causing eyebrows to raise. "I got a partner on the outside that can maybe sneak a batch in..." Blossom said trying to sound like she's thinking hard even though she knows exactly what she's going to do, "...if this goes successfully we might even get the prisoners off smack all together."

"What? With some original Professor X batch?" Reynolds eyes lit up, already knowing Blossom's background and hearing stories of her drugs.

Blossom smirked as she shrugged, "Who else?"

"Hold up, if we're technically moving your drugs what's in it for us?..." Swifty caught on slyly

"3% of whatever I'm making...each." Blossom said

"3 freakin' percent? Are you taking the piss?" Doyle looked at Blossom up and down, looking insulted.

"That's a massive amount from my cut, especially if it's per person. I got some greedy partners out there; you think I'm doing this all by myself?" Blossom shot back as she finished her stale coffee, not letting the taste disturb her poker face.

"Betty, we could actually do this...we just need you to give us the word..." Malone said looking at her seriously.

The Scottish redhead thought hard before looking at her crew and finally landed back on Blossom. "Alright, Utonium. Let's try it your way."

*Butch*

Butch got a text from Buttercup inviting him over to her house about 20 minutes ago, Brick said to take Boomer with him and apologise to Bubbles. Boomer was mortified when he discovered Bubbles carried him home he says he can't remember running into her he was that out of it. The pair were walking towards the Utonium residence, the house was coming to view point and Butch could see his brothers shoulders tense.

"You good?" Butch asked as he turned to his blonde brother. The green eyed Ruff had his hands in his black jeans pockets as he walked along the sidewalk.

"I'm getting kind of nervous, I don't even remember talking to her that night I hope I didn't insult her..." Boomer said as he rubbed his forehead.

Butch was starting to get worried, Boomer's been hitting the drink every day in the last week since Blossom handed herself in to the police but Butch always assumed that Boomer would be over the moon hearing Professor X's behind bars like he always wanted. Nevertheless, the fact that Professor X is Blossom and Brick knew about her identity without telling Boomer might also developed some trust issues. "Booms, you've been drinking quite a lot lately, don't you think?" Butch said blankly

"Butch, can you blame me? I'm going through some shit right now; Nelly's blocked my number, the criminal I've been chasing for months was right in front of me and my works up my ass-"

"Yeah, cause you're walking in work with a hangover smelling like a brewery and you're walking out of there tipsy. You're working with fucking kids to help them get on the right track." Butch interrupted, keeping his eyes forward.

"What are you talking about-"

"Cut the shit, I know you're drinking at work and so does everyone else. Booms, you can't keep going on like this - Blossom's in prison, the case is closed, you've done your part and added on eight more months to her sentence; justice has been served now just let it go."

"You make it sound so easy." The blonde muttered

"Listen," Butch said stopping on his tracks making Boomer face him, "I think what you're needing is a little bit of closure. Blossom's getting visiting rights sometime next week. Why don't you go and see her? Say what you need to say, get it off your chest it might help you feel better."

Boomer scoffed before rolling his eyes, "and what exactly do I say to her?"

"Whatever you want, man. Just sort yourself out." Butch said as he continued walking, leaving Boomer to follow after him.

When the boys approached the red door Butch pressed the doorbell as the boys stood in silence until the youngest Puff opened the door with a beaming smile towards Butch. Immediately Boomer's cheek started heating up being embarrassed by his actions in the event that he doesn't remember. Bubbles wore black leggings with blue ankle socks and an oversized blue and white tie-dye sweater, her hair was down and her smile took over her full face showing her perfect white teeth. Butch raised a brow being creeped out by Bubbles smile, why is she looking at me like that? He shook the creepy feeling off and stepped to the side to show Boomer was hiding behind him in shame.

Bubbles smile slowly faded, "Oh, hi Boomer...wasn't expecting you to be here..."

There was a moment of awkwardness until Butch cleared his throat breaking the silence, "Boomer actually has something he wants to say...don't you, Booms?" The brunette now turned to his blonde brother

"Eh...yeah. I just wanted to say I'm sorry about last week...about you carrying me home, it wasn't cool of me being in that state. And I also wanted to apologise if I ever said anything that was out of line."

"It's fine." Bubbles said as she leaned on the door frame. Butch widen his eyes, whenever a girl says 'it's fine' it's far from fine. He would know that from being Buttercup's boyfriend.

"It's not fine though, is it?" Boomer said causing Bubbles to tilt her head, "I took it out on you...I think I did, well that's how Brick made it sound but besides all that, I've not been myself lately and I know that shouldn't be an excuse but all I can say is that I'm really sorry."

Bubbles face softened as her sky blue eyes showed sorrow, "It's okay...I appreciate you saying that. You look a little rough, do you wanna come in and have some coffee?"

Boomer exchanged a look towards Butch while the brunette nodded his head and both boys entered the house, "Where's Buttercup?" Butch asked.

Bubbles turned to Butch after closing the door and the creepy smile appeared back on her face again, "she's upstairs in her room waiting for you..."

Butch frowned towards the blonde, the hell is with the creepy stare? Again, Butch dismissed the matter while climbing stairs and left the two blondes downstairs. He knocked on Buttercup's bedroom door waiting for her signal, "come in." He heard her call.

Butch enter the room to see Buttercup was in bed, he smiled at her before climbing on top of the bed with her, "Hey, I got your text, what's up?" He couldn't help but notice that Buttercup looked nervous making him frown slightly.

"There's something I have to tell you and I think it's probably best if I say it face-to-face." She said as she bit her bottom lip.

"Okay..." Butch sat up properly feeling his heart beat faster, oh no, she's breaking up with me

"I'm pregnant."

Butch's eyes widen as his jaws dropped, similar to Bubbles reaction except he kept to same expression for more than a minute now. Buttercup waved her hand in the boys face, "hello, earth to Butch." Again no response, "you're freaking me out, say something" she nudged his arm.

"What do you mean you're pregnant I thought we were careful." His eyes were still wide but at least his jaws were moving and responding words.

"Obviously not careful enough but these things happen...aren't you happy?"

Butch's rubbed his lips to a thin line but didn't break eye contact. Buttercup knitted her brows together and she looked like she was about to kick his ass unless he said something, "Are you happy?"

She punched him in the arm and he slightly whispered like a little wuss, "Answer my goddamn question first! Do you want this baby with me?"

He was speechless, his mind was racing along with his heart, his head was spinning he all of a sudden felt nauseous. Buttercup scoffed before getting off the bed, she turned around and placed her hands on her hips with an angry look on her face, "Fine, who needs you? I can raise this kid on my own-"

"Buttercup, I'm freaking the fuck out!" he yelled aggressively as shot out of bed with her looking her dead in the eye, "we're only 18, we're gonna be parents by 19 we haven't even graduated college yet - what are we gonna do for jobs? How does a baby sleep, on it's back or on its front? How often do you feed a baby? What if I starve it or over feed it by accident..." Buttercup was taken back by his response, "...what if I do something stupid? What if I end up being a bad dad?" he finally sighed before sitting back down on the bed with his head buried in his hands.

"Hey," her voice softened slightly but was still firm, "who says you're gonna be a bad dad? I think you're gonna be an awesome dad."

"I thought about having kids with you before, BC and I love the idea but we're way too young right now...I got four more years in college before I get my masters I figured we might want to enjoy our twenties before settling down." he looked back up at her.

The green eyed Puff and took what Butch was saying into consideration, he's the only one out of his brothers who got in to university and he's worked hard to get where he's at. Butch has been fixing cars since he was fifteen, fixed Princess' private jet when he was sixteen and fixed Mojo's old weapons when he was seventeen; he's the one of the most dumbest geniuses she ever met. He would be sacrificing a lot for her and their unborn child and she understood where he was coming from to an extent, "Butch, I'm freaking out as well. You don't have to get involved-"

"I didn't say that I'm not getting involved I'm just...scared. I've only been scared once before in my life and that's when we lost Brick and right now I have the same feeling." he described as he started chewing his fingernails.

"And you don't think I'm scared?" Buttercup raised a brow.

"We're both fucking scared, alright?!" Butch snapped

Buttercup showed an angry frown before Butch lowered his heads down to his shoulders, "Sorry. But I do want to do this with you Buttercup."

"No." she replied making Butch frown, "I realised I'm asking a lot from you and it's not fair for you to sacrifice everything you worked for in college-"

"I'll go down to part-time, I'll even get a part-time job as well." he insisted

Buttercup was hesitant, her lime green eyes looked down unsure of what to think. "I don't want to hold you back."

Butch lifted her chin, "You ain't holding me back. We can do this, yeah sure we still got a lot to figure out but we learn along the way don't we?"

"And what about your party life? You want to leave all that behind?" she looked at him to see he was smirking.

"Baby, we still got our twenties to go and the baby's got two uncles, two aunties and two grandfathers we're spoiled for choice for babysitter. Party lifes gonna come to us." he winked as he placed his hands on her hips bringing her closer to him

Buttercup couldn't help but laugh at his immaturity, "you're such an idiot."

"But I'm your idiot, right?" his smirk turned into a charming smile as he leaned his forehead on hers.

She nodded as she leaned up to kiss her boyfriend, the pair shared a passionate kiss in each other's arms. Buttercup pulled away first before she looked into her boyfriends deep green eyes, "I love you."

"I love you more, babe." he said as he kissed her forehead, bringing her into a hug.