Punch Rumble Punk

by Tsuyoshi-chin

The names is just something I don't want change. This is an AU of how I see the teenage versions of Boomer, Brick and Butch. The chapters are random and will be short like my tidbit stories. Rated M just in case. Read the first chapters Caption/Warning (In my mind I never really considered the RRB's related and in this story they aren't, but they're like bros. Annoying and loud.)

3. Boomer & 2 Sick Ruffs

Me: I got the idea for this chapter from mookie000's drawings, too.

Enjoy!

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It was right when Brick threw up weird stinky black gunk on the sidewalk that tipped them off that he was sick. Boomer gags almost retching from the chemical like smell the black puddle emitted. Butch makes a apathetic remark and decides that since he's the second oldest it's his job the take care of Brick while he's sick. However, like always when it comes to Brick and Butch things end up getting a little out of hand.

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A Day Later:

Now it's up to Boomer to take care of both Brick and Butch, since the green schemed ruff became sick as well. Apparently, the raven messed around with Brick and caught his cold. Boomer couldn't think of why Butch would be stupid enough to do that kinda shit. I mean seriously, who sleeps with a fuckin' sick person?

'Did he think the sex would be better that way?' Boomer rolls his eyes at the dumb thought. He sighs. "I guess I'll be taking care of you guys then." He says and puts a cold pack on Bricks forehead. The redhead gives a muffled thank you in reply.

"Eh, Boomer's...in charge of... us?" Butch groans out through short harsh, tired breaths. "We're... so fuckin'... dead."

The blond scowls, obviously offended. "Tch, I could fuckin' leave you guys just like this." The blue schemed ruff offers almost sweetly. Boomer didn't have to put up with this crap, he could always let them get better on their own. It worked out for him when they didn't lift a finger to take care of the blond when he was sick so whose to say he has to help their sorry asses?

-Technically he didn't need to do shit for 'em.-

Brick whines like a dying cat. "No,... don't do that. Butch... shut...the fuck... up."

"Fuck... you."Butch scuff and rolls over on the bed and Boomer just ignores him in favor of spoon feeding his eldest brother some soup. At least Brick had the decency to appreciate Boomer's help.

"Thanks... Boomie." The redhead says tiredly but sounding content too.

Butch turns over again eyes wide with betrayal and whines, "What... about meeee?"

Boomer clicks his tongue with an agitated eye roll. "Oh boohoo. Stop acting like a bitch about everything."

"Are you... supposed to be... talking to a sick person like that?"

"Are you supposed to be a pain in the ass while being sick?" Butch stays quiet and Boomer smirks smugly. "That's what I thought."

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