Heros-Hero

Excusez-moi?-Excuse me?

Nous sommes Belges! Et noutre peuple ne craint pas!-We are Belgian! And our people do not fear!

Hey guys!(: Now, I think this is a fairly quick update! Hehe, that's probably why it's so short, but a blast of sudden inspiration came at me while re-reading my previous chapter. Which I realized didn't actually turn out that well . I may fix it in the future so stay tune for that! Dun-dun-dun! Emma Jojo arrives in this chapter!:D I really wanted to get her in there so I finally did ^_^ More shall come soon! Oh, and that is French up above too^

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Butterfly Chapter 15

(Butch's P.O.V.)

"Buuutch! Save SOMETHING for me!" Boomer whined. I laughed. I spotted another golden, sparkly, rhinestone-covered missile aimed towards us and quickly raised my leg and high-kicked it to Boomer.

"There yuh go!" I shouted, just when he held his fist out. The missile quickly hit it. Boom rubbed the dust off of his knuckles after the poor piece of bedazzled metal crumbled to bits.

I'd already obliterated 8 of them, while Blond Boy only got a chance to take the first one he saw and the one he just destroyed. What can I say? I'm fast.

"So, I think that's the last of them! Bahaha, you gotta learn to be quicker, bro!" I chuckled.

"I'm the fastest out of all of us! It was just you and your insane fighting-obsession-thing!" He defended. He was right, he was the fastest out of the three of us. Hell, he was so fast I was surprised he didn't take down more than he did! I could tell he was going to say something else, but all of a sudden his face twisted into disbelief as he his attention turned to whatever was behind me.

"Mom?" He hollered, and my eyes widened. I spun around so quickly I was surprised I didn't get whiplash!

"What's going on here Butch, Boomer! I come home and the first thing I see is you three not home without a single text message saying something! And then I come to see that you're out here fighting whatever you were fighting, in the risk of danger? I'm your mother for pete's sake! Do you expect me not to have a heart-attack! I mean really!", she nagged. She was floating about 3 feet higher than us and had her back turned to the direction the missile's were coming from. I could only hear half of her rant before I saw one heading straight for her.

Me and Boomer moved at the same time. We tried to reach for her, but we both only managed to fly one foot before Momma herself turned around and angrily zapped it with her red eye beams.

She turned back to us with an eyebrow raised, "Boys, never forget I was my own heros! It might have been years ago, but I'm anything but rusty," she chuckled. I looked over at Boomer, and could see him mentally wipe his brow with relief. I let out a shaky sigh, she was our blood kin, and she thinks we wouldn't be concerned? Of fucking course we were going to worry like some-worried person! "Momma, Bricks missing" Boomer pouted. Really! He knew that she would freak out! What the hell, Boomer! I wanted to smack him upside that blonde little head of his, but I knew Momma would just yell at me about how he was my brother and I should treat him nicely, or how she would've expected me to grow out of that stage or yata-yata-yata.

"W-What?" Momma sputtered out. Her eyes widened, and I could see a flash of panic go by so fast no human would be able to detect it. Then a glossy dazed look came over them. A small frown formed on her tiny lips, and a dent appeared between her eyebrows.

"Momma we can handle this, okay? No need to worry. Brick wouldn't want you to risk getting hurt trying to find him, and neither would me and Boomer," I tried my hardest not to scream. She couldn't come with us, those missiles may have been nothing, but that doesn't mean there wouldn't be more dangerous weapons ahead.

The glossy look quickly fell and she turned to face me. Her eyebrow was raised again, and her mouth was slightly open. She looked outraged. I should have known she would want to fight with me, but she should understand!

"Excusez-moi? Sweetheart, the possibility of staying behind is absolutely not an option! Brick is your brother, just as well as he is my son," she hissed at me for the first time ever, "Nous sommes belges! Et notre peuple ne craint pas! I am coming. Got it?"

I know, our heritage is weird. Me and my brothers are Belgian, I guess you could say. Momma was born in Belgium, which would explain why she talks so funny, half the time talking English with the faintest of southern accents, and the other half mumbling something in French. But Papa was completely American.

Boomer quickly nodded, but I held my ground. She was my mother true, but she wasn't Brick. I didn't grow up listening to her orders because she simply wasn't around then. I listened to Brick-most of the times-because I knew he made smart decisions. And I knew he wouldn't think this was one.

"I still don't think it's a good idea"

"Butch" she warned. A dangerous hint to her voice, she looked at me with the determination I usually could only find in two other people's. I sighed, Brick got her eyes completely and totally, in color, and in spirit. But I knew I would never want anyone else's except for Papa's eyes. Of course, they were icy blue like my brother's. Which wasn't exactly my favorite color, but still. I could feel my resolve crumble quickly.

"Fine" Her eyes softened and her leader-ish stand unwound. "You remind me so much of your father," I looked up to see the sad look in her blood-red eyes before she gave me and Boom a soft smile.

"Both of you do in some ways. Now ready to find Brickie, my babies?"

I inwardly groaned, but I could see Boomer's eyes light up at the sweet nicknames.

"Of course, Momma. We both think this is serious, too. So we were wondering if we could get the Girl's involved?" My eyes widened a little. Momma was gonna have to meet Buttercup now? Like this?

I saw the excited look on her face and knew she wouldn't let me squirm out of this for nothing. She nodded and zoomed towards the neighborhood ahead, stopping only when she realized she had no clue where she was going.

Butterfly and Momma are gonna meet, Buttercup and Momma are gonna meet, Momma and Buttercup are gonna meet! They're gonna have to actually talk!

Shit.

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