Okay so I decided to continue this story for my missing friend *sighs* I can't believe I did...I just added another story to my pile of stories. I'm sorry people but it's hard to keep up with my stories especially me because I go to an Early College and I'm sure others who go to one would understand….or anyone who is given tons of homework in general. Well anyways that's enough of my blah, blah, blah. I'm really continuing this story because of Danazia Gray, who kept insisting for an update.
OMG, I'm having writers block already! *panicks*
(Brick's P.O.V)
I felt the atmosphere around me change from sullen to a gentle, pleasant one. Maybe it was because my mother had finally calmed down, seriously, she's old and cranky. Seconds later, my mother calls me and my brothers to go see her. 6 girls are sitting in our thrones, but they shouldn't, unless... I turn and look at my mother, given her the you-wouldn't face, she only responded with a wrinkly old lady smirk. I can't help but want to punch something, I stop myself as I look at the young girl sitting in my red throne. Then I look at my brothers who also know what is going on, they either look upset or mad, but after a while we all regained our composure knowing getting angry wouldn't help at all. Not with the gorilla like queen who we have as a mother. Even stupid Butch could understand the message, his face changed from a scowl to a grin. He must have thought of something evil to do, he and Breaker were the only ones who looked at all the girls with a mischievous expression. I knew they were up to no good.
"Mom, why are there 6 girls sitting on our thrones?" Boomer asked, with a quizzical look on his face
"Oh, girls introduce yourselves" was all mother gorilla said, I think I'm going to start calling her that.
The girls spoke all, one at a time,
"I'm Blossom" said the calmed looking ginger.
"I'm Berserk" shouted the girl with blood red eyes, after that I decided to just glare at the two ginger girls. The other girls introduced themselves, but I couldn't care less. After a while, a man with a white coat I've never seen before came in the room, the girls seem to know him because they gave him...a bunch of objects….
After they left our mother turned her attention to us.
"What was that? You all just glared at the girls as if they were intruders! They are about to be your future brides, oh well, it's not like I care." said mother, my prediction was right.
"WAIT! Hold on a Sec, YOU agreed to let US pick our brides! What's with all this bullshit out all of a sudden?" Butch growled, Breaker soon followed.
"Yeah, we don't even know them, they look like hoes!" His eye twitched at a higher rate than did Butch's eye. They didn't look like hoes, but it's Breaker, of course he had to say that.
"SHUT UP! I make the rules around here, I sense something powerful inside them. That is all you need to know, but it's not like I'm a liar," she gave an evil smirk, "You can choose your bride, but it has to be one of those 6 girls." she started walking towards her room, and slammed the door behind her.
"Well, I guess that's settled" I said, they all turned to look at me.
"Oh little brother, it's not settled, I have a plan to get rid of them" Breaker said, as his grin expanded from ear to ear.
"Now you're talking! Tell me your plan, but I doubt it's better than mine" Butch smirked "and Boomer, do you mind?"
"Huh? What are you all discussing?" Boomer asked, he was confused as ever, distracted with the mirror across the room.
"You would have known if you weren't so interested in your butt!" Butch snapped.
"I wasn't looking at it! I was just...looking at it because I wanted to know why the girls are always looking at my butt!" Boomer said, puffing his chest out.
"Sure... butt man...Now let's talk about my plan" Breaker said, as he made hand motions for all of us to get closer.
"I heard that!" Boomer gave a small growl.
I never knew writing a story that isn't mine is so hard! I think I completely changed the whole plot! *hides*
Butch: You good for nothing!
Me: I'm trying, please bear with me.