What if the rowdyruff boys grew tired of being evil?
Brick twisted an apples stem and pulled it down. he was wearing a grayish-blue polo shirt with grayish-red overalls with black ankle boots while his hair was in a low ponytail that went halfway down to his elbows, tied back with a white scrunchie. there was a basket of apples hung over his arm.
"hey Brick! we got a fly over here!" his brother Butch yelled from the other side of the house.
"deal with it yourself!" Brick screamed back, dropping onto his feet like it was nothing.
"your an asshole you know that!?" Butch cried.
"yeah, but not as much as you!" Brick shouted at his brother, placing the apple he was holding in his basket.
"you son of a b-" Butch yelled right before Brick heard a farting sound and saw a cloud of green smoke where Butch was yelling from.
Brick rolled his eyes as he began walking back to the house.
"hey Brick!" Boomer said from the front porch where he was reading a book. he was wearing a light blue t-shirt with a bright blue jacket with dark blue trip that fell off his shoulders, along with black pants and white boots. his short blonde hair was tied back into small pigtails.
"hey Boomer, get up, you gotta do your part of the work too" Brick replied.
"jokes on you, I finished cleaning the first floor 5 minutes ago, you and Butch are doing the second one, plus the bathroom, minus my room" Boomer retorted.
"fine, but don't blame me if any of your dumb 'shampoo conditioner combo bottles' end up in the trash" Brick replied, dropping the basket next to the door and walking inside.
it had been 5 years since they found the house and now you couldn't even tell it had ever been abandoned. the body had been almost completely decomposed when Brick had actually found it in the basement. Boomer had done some research and the previous owner had been missing for 7 years and the house had now been given to his niece, who hadn't come to do anything yet. it was as if a shadow of fear loomed over the boys at all times.
they got education through learning sites and such on library computers.
Brick wasn't very interested in much school stuff, he mainly focused on math and farming. Butch was surprisingly into fashion and sewing, often watching sewing videos instead of doing proper school stuff. Boomer was fascinated in writing and fantasy, he had been creating his very own fantasy world for the past year and didn't look to be anywhere near done.
"oi idiot, I aired out the trees of flies" Butch said, coming inside from the door leading to the back porch. he was wearing a green tank top, black shorts, a green cloth armlet around his left arm, green leg warmers that went under the shorts and white sneakers while his hair was short with an undercut. he was also wearing gold colored teardrop shaped earrings.
"thanks" Brick replied, not taking a single glance at Butch.