Riding It Out
Chapter Three
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When Blossom and Brick walked through the halls to get to their lockers, they saw Molly Beware, who had matured a lot. Almost every boy in school hit on her, and almost every boy had to answer to Mike, especially Mitch. Blossom gave a chuckle remembering how upset Mike was when he heard Mitch out of all people was trying to get a piece of his girl. Mitch thought he was gonna run and get Boomer, but he was in for a surprise when Mike's fist connected with his jaw.
Brick saw her smile and then put his arm around her shoulder. He was thinking about the same thing, but at the moment something happened that caught their attention.
"The f_ck was you tryin' to do then b_itch?" the voice screamed,
"Why the f_ck should you give a damn? Besides, I could treat your man better than you can. You gay ass tomboy."
Blossom and Brick looked at each other, and then ran to the growing crowd and saw that Buttercup and Kim Lee were about to face off. The surprising thing was that Butch was holding Buttercup back, his hands tightly around her arms, and anyone could tell that he was having a hard time holding her back.
"So let this tomboy f_ck you up b_itch! Let's do this you cock-eyed f_ck!"
Blossom was about to break through the crowd, and stop the whole thing, but she felt *Brick's arms around her waist*, and she looked back at him with annoyance in her eyes.
"Brick…"
"Nah, let them fight. I've been waiting to see a good brawl, and with Buttercup fighting, this has to be good."
"Brick, that's wrong."
"Bloss, if you were fighting, she wouldn't hold you back until the chick was damn near dead. Right?"
"Yeah." She said, giving in, though she didn't like the idea
"Good, so relax." He said, kissing her on the cheek.
Butch could feel his girlfriend's anger rising, and it was getting more difficult to hold her without putting a strong grip on her.
"See? He likes me so much that he's keeping you from hurting me. Would he do the same for you dude? I think not." she said, with a smug look of satisfaction on her face. Right then, Buttercup was starting to get unbearable to hold, and upon hearing those words, something snapped in Butch.
"This chicken skeezer said that bull sh_t?" he thought, and then lowered his head to Buttercup's ear. "Go get her beautiful." He said, and let her go. Buttercup zipped over toward her and then let out a barrage of punches and kicks, and Kim was barely holding up. Buttercup took her locker, held it up in the air and was about to drop it on her when Butch zipped in front of her and when Buttercup was about to drop it on Kim, he held it up. Buttercup looked at him with rage in her eyes that could've killed him-if looks were knives that is.
"Chill beautiful. Stop before you do something that you regret." He said, and she got even more enraged.
"I won't regret this. Naw. She deserves this."
"Buttercup. Chill." He said, and then thought of only one thing that'll stop her from killing Kim. While holding the locker over his head, he walked closer to her, and then kissed her smack on the lips. Buttercup felt herself get warm in the kiss, and then when Butch was sure that her guard was down, he snatched the locker away from her, and put it down safely in it's right spot. By then, the principle tore through the excited audience to find Kim on the floor, sweat dripping from her chin, her face bruised up. Buttercup only had a few scratches and a confused expression on her face because she found that she wasn't holding the locker anymore, and Butch was between the two girls, looking tired as ever.
When he saw the tough looking female principle standing there with a hard expression on her face, he knew that whatever plans he and Buttercup had after-school were flushed down the toilet bowl. The principal, known as Ms. Pear E. Winkle had first looked around and saw that everyone was still standing around.
"Alright, the show's over, get on to your classes before I have all of you in detention for instigating and not trying to stop the fight." She said, and everybody rushed off. Blossom and Brick walked on to their homeroom class, hoping that their siblings wouldn't get into too much trouble. Brick also wished that he let Blossom stop the fight like she was about to do. But he then chuckled to himself, as he recalled the events of the fight back into his mind.
"Ya know, I should've let you stop the fight." He said, and Blossom looked up and gave him a smirk.
"I know." She said, smugly, "But that chicken head deserved it."
"That was one hell of a fight."
Blossom smirked, and kissed him on the cheek. She couldn't help doing it. He looked cute when he was excited over a fight, but he was right. That was the fight of the year as far as anyone in Townsville High were concerned-for now.
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"Yo. I heard that Kim Lee got her ass kicked." Boomer said, a grin on his face. He personally didn't like Kim because she was always being a b_tch toward him, and to hear that she got the ass-whooping of her life made him feel good.
"Yeah. Buttercup did the honors." Brick said to his brother as he threw his books on his bed. He winced as they heard their mother scream on Butch from downstairs. "You should've seen it. Buttercup kicked her ass."
"So why is Butch getting the blame?" Boomer asked, confused
"Just 'cause he had a steady grab on her, and when she started poppin' sh_t, he whispered something in her ear and let her go."
"I would've too, if Bubbles was fighting her."
"I'm sure you would've." Brick said, smirking. "As much as you hate the girl, I'd be surprised if you tried to hold her back."
Boomer snorted, and then took out his book bag and started digging in it. He took out a note and his heart could've sunk through his boxers. Mary had written him another love note. Along with Kim, Mary was the nightmare that Boomer hadn't woken up from. He didn't even read the paper. He crumbled it up and threw it toward their garbage bin, but it didn't reach it's destination before Brick caught it.
"What's this?" he said, "Another love letter from the big burly b_tch?" he said, smirking. Boomer didn't answer, so he opened it up and read it.
10-11-2001
8th Period
In love with you
Hey Cutie,
How's my pretty boy doing? I just want to know a few things. What does that air-headed bimbo have that I don't? And why are you frontin' infront of her and your brothers? You know that you want me. So why don't you give me a try sweety? If you want to call me, my digits are…632-0727. Later Babe.
Mary
When Brick finished reading it out loud, he just rolled all over the floor laughing. Boomer sneered at him, and started to get red in the face.
"That ain't funny. Let Julie write you a letter."
"Yeah right. I'm so hot that she can't even write me, let alone look me in the eye."
"You ain't that hot. You Butch be having those chicks on lock. If he says jump, they say 'how high?'. If he says bow they say 'how low?."
"So? I'm just sayin' that Mary's on you like a champ." Brick said, as Butch walked into his room, that berserker look in his eye.
"And Kim might just back off until next month."
Right then, the phone rang, Brick answered it. (A/N-Yes, they have their own line)
"Plutonia Residence, who's speaking?" he said in that polite voice that made Butch cringe inside.
"He's about to bust a hole through the wall and he might smash the phone into bits if he hears your voice Kimmy."
Frantic screaming could be heard, and Butch knew that it wasn't Kim.
"Give me the damn phone." He said, snatching the phone out of his hand
"Hello?" he said, and then was welcomed with Buttercup's sigh.
"Hey Butchie." She said,
"Hey beautiful. What's up?"
"I'm grounded." She said,
"That makes two of us sweets." He said, jumping on his bed. "So how long you got?"
"Two day suspension, and two weeks punishment. What about you?"
"Two weeks detention, and no video games for two weeks. I have to read Brick's bull-sh_t books on war and tactics, and make some stupid essay up."
"If you held me back, this would'nt have happened."
"Buttercup don't hand me that bull-sh_t." Butch said, "You wanted me to let you go. You was about to kill the b_tch."
"Damn sure should've." Boomer mumbled, and received a stern glance from Brick.
"So what? You only let me go because she said that you liked her."
"Yeah. So both of us got what we wanted. And you whopped her ass good beautiful."
"Don't sweet talk me you *sly dog.*" She said with a giggle.
"Buttercup, I got an idea. I could cut school all day tomorrow and you could sneak out your house." He whispered.
"Where we goin'?" she said excitedly.
"To Citiesville." He said, "There's this hang out that all the cutters go to."
"I heard. But what if we get caught?"
"We won't."
"I don't think we should pull it off. We're already in the dog-house."
"You in the dog-house. I'm in the sh_t house." He said, "But you think I can sneak in your house to see you?"
"No gorgeous. The professor's on a war path, and he threatened to put me on punishment even longer if I was anywhere near you. And Blossom's a snitch."
"F_ck that little…" he cut himself short, almost forgetting that Brick was near by. "Just f_ck her."
"Don't worry gorgeous. We'll be alone tonight." She said, and that made shivers go up his spine.
"All right beautiful. See ya then." He said, and then hung up. He flew himself on the bed, knowing that even if for the next few weeks his school days were gonna be hell, he had the notion that he was going to have sweet dreams-very sweet dreams.
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Bubbles sat there, trying to do her art assignment, and she sat there with a dreamy look in her eye. She was drawing a picture of them together when they went to the beach last week. She had on a baby blue bikini, and Boomer had on his nave blue boxers. He had her in his arms like a baby, and then after drawing the picture, she put it down. Suddenly she remembered Molly telling her that she saw Mary writing another note to Boomer in class. Bubbles suddenly got very disgusted, and wanted to do her like what she heard Buttercup did Kim. She was very pleased with the fact that Kim got messed up for trying to hit on spoken for property in the first place. But she was determined to keep her record clean, and do it the right way. Fight outside school property. She didn't really like to fight when it came to herself, but for Boomer, he was the only exception.
Bubbles just sighed, and only hoped that the professor would go easier on Buttercup, because he would do the same if it came to Ms. Keene, but Adults will be adults, and children will be children. And Bubbles hoped that she could try to maintain the craziness of young adult hood, without having to go through emotional pain. And she hoped that her sister's wouldn't either.
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