Ch. 7 New Friends
Buttercup woke up to the smell of bacon.
Mmm, she thought groggily peeling her eyes open. Food... Her heavenly dream was interrupted when her alarm went off. Half asleep she threw the closest object at the dastardly thing, Shut. UP! Her hands gripped the pillow over her face. Make it stop!
Then her door burst open.
"Rise and shine, sleepyhead!" She did not respond to the happy go-lucky voice. "Come now, Sweetie, it's time for school!"
Buttercup groaned placing a pillow over her face. "Can't I sleep some more..."
The mother snatched the pillow. "Sweetie, if you don't come now you might not get any bacon."
Buttercup popped up. "W-What do you mean might not get any bacon?"
Despite the girl's angered face, the blonde lady smiled innocently. She had already figured out her daughter's weakness. "Well, you live with a bunch of growing boys now. How much bacon do you think it takes for them to fill their hungry stomachs?" The girl didn't waste anytime as she quickly jumped out of bed and ran for her bathroom.
The woman giggled about to head for the door, but not before the girl poked her head out of the restroom, "Mommy Angel?"
"Yes, Sweetie?"
"Can you um..." The emeralds looked hesitant, but went on, "Pick out an outfit for me?"
A smile danced on the blonde's delighted face, "I thought you'd never ask."
Crimson eyes studied the precious food on the pan. Brown, red, crispy... "Boomer, another batch," the younger brother carried the larger plate towards the readied pig meat.
"Wow Brick," Boomer said, eyes wide, "I didn't know you could make breakfast too." The eldest ignored the younger one, for Brick knew how to cook. It was as easy as reading a book. He just simply did not wish to partake in something so feminine, like cooking. It did set right with him, however he learned a thing or two from yesterday's events. One, his father was on to him. And two, emerald eyes lit up at his food. "I mean, you can cook, but usually dinner and I make breakfast. Never yo-" A piece of bacon flew into the blonde's mouth. He chewed. That might stop the blabbing, Brick thought flipping the last piece onto the large pate.
He scanned the room. Perfection, he thought looking at the table set before him. Stacks of pancakes set before him, a plate for each set with sunny side up eggs, sausage links laid along side them, and now the freshly cooked bacon. Nothing could ruin this.
"Damn Brick," the boy with a lazy posture entered the room, with ruffled black locks. Except that parasite, he thought as Butch went towards the crispy pork, "I can smell this shit from the toilet." Before he could snag a piece, a spatula smacked his hand. "The hell!"
"Butch, you have to wait just like everyone else," Boomer stated sternly. This was the only time the boy was ever in authority around the household, breakfast time. The young blonde never thought families should eat breakfast without being seated together. Especially when it was the food that he prepared, minus today, unfortunately Butch never cared. The black haired boy used his other hand to snag a piece of bacon in his mouth, while the other hand face palmed the blue eyed face to the floor.
"Bitch," Butch snickered. Before he could snag another piece a quick hand stopped his. He glared up to meet a pair of deadly reds.
"Butch, wait until everyone is here." Before Butch could reply their mother ran into the kitchen with a camera in her hand and a huge grin on her face.
"Oh Darlings, just look at your little sister!" Buttercup ran into the breakfast room. She wore a simple green dress, with a black strip through it, lock white stockings, and hair brushed with a little bow on her head. Red dusted her cheeks, "Isn't she just a doll!" Buttercup growled. "Oh, Sweetie, why the sour face?"
"If you hadn't taken a picture of me, then I wouldn't be so ma-" Her nose sniffed the air. Eyes angry, but hungrily searching for something. "Where's the bacon?"
"Over here," Brick said momentarily distracted by the shortness of the dress. I doubt anyone would try to sneak a peek, he thought handing her the plate. She basically drooled at the sight. Seeing the plate full she took a piece and sniffed it before taking a bit. Shit, she thought. She quickly stuffed the rest in her mouth.
"Who made this!" Her emeralds gleamed at the rest of the plate.
"I did," Brick stated proudly as she stared at the mountain of cooked pork. "You know, you can grab a plate so you can-" She quickly took a plate and grabbed nearly all the bacon.
"Why does she get some?" Fuck'n prick, Butch said before grabbing his own plate to retrieve the rest of the bacon.
Boomer recovered from his state. "Boomer, isn't she just a doll?" The young boy stared at his little sister, "Isn't she."
More like a starved doll, he thought but he didn't want to make his mother feel bad, so he went against it and smiled, "She sure is."
They all sat down to eat their breakfast.
"Sweethearts, don't you want to wait for your father?" The mother said looking at the empty chair.
"Not, really," Butch and Buttercup said with food flying from their mouths unaware of their synchronized response. The rest of the family watched them gorge the food, but didn't follow. They waited. Even Brick.
"Not really what?" A man stepped into the room. He sat in his seat while casting a look of disgust towards the two brunettes. "Butch."
The boy looked up and answered hotly, "What?"
The father gave him such a fearful expression, the boy swallowed. Butch wiped himself with the napkin before he looked down at his lap and spoke through gritted his teeth, "Sorry." The man then ignored him and looked to Buttercup.
"Buttercup," he gave her the same look, but unaffected, for she was unaware of the house's rules.
"What?" She raised a brow and with a full mouth said, "Mr. Jojo?" If that affected him he didn't let it show.
"At the table, you are to use a fork and chew in a dignified manner," his mouth were set in a hard line, "Understood." Buttercup responded, only because a certain pair of scared blue orbs stared back at her. Pleading her to do as he said.
"Ok," she let out angrily, "I got it, I got it."
"Well then, don't let my absence stop you from enjoying this wonderful meal," he looked at Boomer, "Nicely done Son."
"I didn't make it," Boomer said take a bit of his sausage link, "Brick did!" The man looked at the demon child. His crimson eyes anticipating dearly for some sort of praise. Any.
However, the man took a bite of his sausage, "Hmm. No wonder this link taste burnt," he said staring at the thing. "Well then, my appetite is ruined. Excuse me, I have a meeting to attend to." With that he got up and slammed the door without even a goodbye.
Everyone ate in silence. Except Buttercup. She continued to sloppy eating, Butch followed after. Brick looked at the plate before him. Everything suddenly looked burnt to him.
One of these days, I'll make you praise me, old man, Brick thought slamming his fork into his brown lumpy link. Just you wait.
However in the corner of her emeralds she saw Brick glaring at his plate. She felt awful, because she didn't how to cheer Brick up. He did take me to my room, the young girl's thought. He isn't that bad, well not as much as their asshole of a dad. I mean, fuck no kid deserves to be treated like that... The girl started to think.
"Oh dear look at the time, finish up duckies. Mommy needs to go get her purse, okay?" The children's mother left, leaving all the kids alone at the table.
"Hey, Buttercup, are you okay?" The boy's blue eyes gave her a confused look, she gave him a glare, "What do you mean?"
"It looks like you were in pain," Boomer said suddenly aware of the deadly vibe she was sending him, "I mean you look like you're distracted."
"I'm thinking," her voice was pissed.
"Ha," Butch said with a wicked glint in his eye, "Like you think."
"Yeah, Crazy, I do," she gave him a glare.
"About what? How short your dress is?"
Her face went hot in embarrassment, "Not that!" She tugged it down. "On how to cheer someone up! Stupid Psycho."
That's when she suddenly felt Brick's eyes burning through her. It made her uncomfortable, yet feel strangely familiar.
Her cheeks turned a shade redder, "Never mind." She scooted out of her chair. "I need to go get my backpack." She quickly left the room, leaving the others to their own thoughts.
"What the fucks wrong with her," Butch said aloud, looking at his fork.
"Awe, Butch," Boomer said with a smile on his face, "Do you care about her?"
The forest green snagged a glance at the glaring crimsons. Butch gave his brother a psychotic smile.
"No," he said removing himself from the table, "Just wondering."
Boomer asked his brother in confusion, "What just happened?"
Brick continued to eat, "He's mental."
~~Skip to school~~
Mrs. Jojo arrived at the school with time to spare. The four children exited the minivan one picking on the other, another walked with ease and his red cap, and the final one glared at the huge sign ahead. The sign read: Mrs. Kean's School for Extraordinary Children. Grades 4th-6th.
Great, Buttercup thought to herself existing the vehicle. Not only did I have to sit next to Crazy, but I'm skipping a whole grade.
"Don't worry," the girl's mother took her hand. "It'll be fine, I promise." She gave her little hand a squeeze, "Let's go. Maybe, you'll even make some new friends."
The young brunette gave back a squeeze while looking at her polish shoes, "Maybe."
The mother brought the girl to the door. Turning the knob, Buttercup immediately put up a wall, as if anyone would break her on the first day. Her sights were set on having fun and trying not to mess it up for herself. Key word: try.
The door opened. The girl's emeralds landed on an older woman that was pretty short with her baby blues, and smile that seem to lighten the little girl's day.
"Good morning Mrs. Jojo," her voice is very cheery, Buttercup thought, "And who is this little cutie?"
"I know, isn't she just adorable," her mother said squeezing her little palm. "She's my daughter!"
"Ah, yes our new student. Here why don't you go sit over there next to Elmer and Mike while I talk to your mother. Okay," she pointed towards the boy eating glue and another boy with wide eyes that seemed shy. "Go ahead."
"Okay, I'll be here to pick you up later.
"Hey," Buttercup said timidly. The two boys looked at her. The glasses continued eating glue. "You eat glue! Isn't that gross?
"Hello class," Mrs. Kean announced, "We have a new student joining us today. Buttercup, would you please stand up."
Great, she thought as she stood up with her signature glare as all eyes watched her. "Hi," there was no denying the clear embarrassment her cheeks held as she raised a brow at the teacher, "Can I sit down now?"
"No, silly," Buttercup notice that this lady was very stubborn. "Why don't you tell us something about yourself."
The girl's face burned red. Her eyes cast downwards, making her seem to be talking to her shoes rather than the class, "I like cars, and mud."
Everybody was silent. Except for one obnoxious snicker, "Ha! Well bitch I like cars and mud too!"
"Butch Jojo!" The teacher disciplined, "How many times do I have to tell you to watch your tongue!"
"I can watch my tongue!" Butch said as he stuck out his tongue and cross his eyes, "Thsee!"
"I'll watch it too," a boy with freckles proclaimed as he crossed his eyes at Butch's tongue.
"Boys stop this right now! You should know better!"
For once, Brick agreed with the inferior female. What idiot enjoyed that sort of thing?
However when the boys stopped there idiocy, Mrs. Kean directed the classes attention back to the main subject, "Go ahead Buttercup-Buttercup?" The teacher got a confused look in her eye looking at the young girl. Upon observation the girl's cheeks were turning a shade of red. Cheeks puffed up, mouth in a thin line, and her body was shaking. "Buttercu-" The young girl burst out laughing.
"D-Did you see th-their eyes," she mimicked the cross eyes and pretty soon everybody else in class laughed along with her. Even the lunatic and his partner in crime.
Everyone, except Brick.
Great,the teacher thought with frustration, Just when I thought having two clowns was hard.
"Okay class," Mrs. Keane continued. "Settle down. Thank you Buttercup. Now you may be seated."
The girl wore a smile on her face as she sat down actually enjoying her new room.
"Okay now what were we discussing to-"
SLAM!
All head turned towards the direction of a little girl with puffy red hair. "Miss Morbucks, how many times must I tell you not to disrupt my class?"
"Sorry ," her voice sounded very bitchy to Buttercup's ears. "But I am far too important to be ignored."
"Ugh, whose that?" Buttercup said with disgust.
"Oh, that's Princess Morbucks, of the Morbucks, a bunch of rich people," Mike said. "She's not very nice."
"Not at all," Elmer added, slurping his paste away.
"Whatever," Buttercup said ignoring the princess arguing with the teacher.
"Go take your seat," Mrs. Kean said with a stern look.
"Gladly," Princess walked towards Brick's table and sat herself next to him. "Why the long face Dick, Daddy couldn't afford to buy you a smile?"
The boy simply ignored the bitchy female and continued to avert his gaze at his sister. Princess followed his eyes and raised a brow, "Who's that?"
"That's Buttercup," said the the other table mate with glasses. "She's new, and funny!"
"Oh," Princess's plain onyx lingered on the new girl and noticed that Brick wouldn't stop staring at her. So new girl thinks she could get all the attention, huh? A mischievous smile played on Princess's lips. "I should introduce myself."
However before the rich girl could go over Mrs. Kean calls out, "Okay class if you're all not seated in your seats, no recess."
Everyone sighed, and Princess went back to her seat. Mad at the interruption. Not entirely, as she thought of ways to greet the girl who captured her true love's eye.
Throughout the class period, Buttercup struggled. Not only in staying awake, but in keeping up with the class itself. Her table mates weren't the brightest people, one kept eating glue and the other was way to obsessed with his imaginary friend.
She sighed in boredom.
Her emeralds looked around at her "brothers" seeing if they were even paying attention. Boomer was giggling along with a girl with brown hair, Butch was carving something on his desk all while smiling like a maniac, and Brick was literally the only smart one. He'd raise his hand on all the questions.
Another nerdy redhead, she thought in disappointment. But maybe he can help me...
"Buttercup!" The brunette snapped back to reality.
"Huh?" Buttercup said surprised her name was called out.
"Do you know the answer to this equation?" Mrs. Kean pointed at the board. "Simple multiplication, what is the square root of 144?"
"Oh that," Buttercup said looking around for help. She made eye contact with Brick, who just gave her a smug look. Asshole... "Uh, that is a... a number."
"A number?" Mrs. Kean repeated.
"Well, isn't it." Buttercup remarked.
The kids in her class started to snicker and before Mrs. Kean could comment, the bell rang.
"Alright students, recess-" Mrs. Kean's students ran out to the class's playground before she could finish her sentence. "Time."
~~Outside~~
"Hey let's play house," one girl shouted.
"Lame!" Mitch yelled out. "Let's play dodge ball!" The other kids hollered in agreement.
"Who's team captains?"
"I'll be a team captain!" Mitch proud fully intervened. "Brick," he yelled out. "You're the other captain."
Brick usually sat far from others. In solitude. Reading Odyssey by Homer, rather than partake in such animistic activities. However he took note of his sister standing on the sidelines, waiting to play, all alone.
"Fine," Brick stood up. "I pick first."
In agreement, all the other kids gathered in a line.
"Buttercup," Brick said.
All the other kids gasped and whispered, "He actually picked a girl," and "He never picks any of the girls, especially first!"
Buttercup walked up next to him, awkwardly. "Um, thanks," Buttercup told him, because not only did he give her recognition but he choose her first.
"You better not be the weak link... " Brick said paying attention to the other kids. "Because I don't lose."
"Will neither do I," Buttercup said. Well see about that, Brick thought as Mitch picked Butch.
"Hey Butter Bitch," Butch spoke directly at Buttercup, "You ready to get your skimpy dress torn off."
"Fuck you," Buttercup growled. "You better be ready to get your ass handed to ya."
Then she stuck her tongue out at the crazy boy.
"Whoa!" A kid yelled out. "How are you doin that?"
In a matter of seconds, Buttercup stood center of attention with her tongue trick.
Too much attention, Brick thought as everyone started to swarm around them forgetting the game. Even Mitch and Butch, who wanted to play oh, so badly were focusing their attention on the wet muscle. (The tongue is a muscle: Anatomy)
"Hey Buttercup how'd you do that?" Mitch asked.
"Do what?"
"The tongue thing."
She shrugged. "It kinda just happened."
"I wanna try!"
"Me too!" soon enough Mrs. Kean's class for extraordinary children were all attempting to do Buttercup's tongue trick.
"Why is everyone one so interested in doing something so stupid!" Princess said flinching every time someone's tongue would leave their mouth. "And who'd want to do something like! It's gross!"
"Whatever," Buttercup replied bored and somewhat annoyed at the princess's tone. Now being ignored was something the young rich girl was used too, her parents never paid attention to her.
However, being dissed by a nobody, a new kid, nonetheless, was very insulting to the primp little princess. Angrily the redhead stalked in front of Buttercup, "Hello! You can't just blow me off! Do you know who I am!"
Buttercup sighed heavily. "I don't know, some bratty rich kid-" The redhead pulled Buttercup's hair. "What the hell!"
"Who am I!" The bratty child nearly screamed at the brunette who went red with rage. At this point all the kids gathered round, and chanted, "Fight! Fight! Fight!"
Except for Brick watching from the front of the circle. Let's see that winning spirit, he thought as Princess pulled at the Emerald's onyx locks.
"You're dead!" The emerald child head butted Princess from behind. Nailing her in the nose, and without a moment's hesitation she turned around and socked her in the face.
"Damn Buttercup!" Mitch hollered. "That rocked!"
The greened eyed girl turned her head in the direction of the boy, panting heavily, trying to distract herself from the sobbing bitch on the floor.
"What?" She snapped at Mitch who came up to her a placed a hand on her shoulder. "Girl, you kick ass!" Mitch said with a huge smile on his freckled face.
"You think I kick ass?" Buttercup asked in disbelief. None of my brothers seem to think so... The girl wasn't sure what to make of his comment, she'd been living with boys who acknowledged her in a negative manner. Besides the two bubbly blondes no other person bothered to give her positive attention, except for this boy. One she hardly knew thought she was 'kick-ass,' it distracted her current set of anger. "Kick-ass, huh?"
"No duh," he said smiling like an idiot.
Their moment was interrupted as one kid yelled out, "Teacher Alert!"
All the kids took off, leaving Mrs. Kean to Buttercup, Mitch (surprisingly enough), and a crying Princess.
"Oh my goodness!" Mrs. Kean saw Princess Morbucks crying, "Princess!"
"Mr-Mrs. Kean!" the brat on the floor cried out, "I-I want my D-Daddy!"
The little redhead ran into her teacher's arms, while pointing a sharpened fingernail in the emerald eye's direction. "S-She punched me!"
"Buttercup," Mrs. Kean said in a stern voice, "Is this true."
"She pulled my hair first," Buttercup countered. She's lucky I only punched her...
"Yeah," Mitch snickered, "Buttercup was just showing us her cool tongue trick-"
"That is enough," Mrs. Kean grabbed the brunette's hand along with Princess. "Let's see how both of you like it when your whole class gets to eat, while you sit in detention together, all through lunch."
Mrs. Kean had the two girls stare at each other in the classroom and asked Boomer to bring some lunches for them as she called their parents.
"Yes, hello Angel. No it's not about him this time, it's your daughter-Yes she's cute. But today, at recess she was teaching the kids-" The teacher remembered the two little girls in the classroom. "Excuse me Angel- Buttercup and Princess do not talk, I'll be right back."
The teacher took the phone call outside, due to the details of the Tongue Trick.
"T-This is a-all your s-stupid fault!" Princess wept.
"You're lucky that's all I did," Buttercup said slumping in her seat hungry. "Where the hell is my food?"
On cue a little blonde boy happily came into the classroom with two hot lunches.
"Oh, hi Princess!" Boomer gave her the lunch. "Are you okay? We can all hear you from outside."
"N-No!" The redhead pointed a finger at the emeralds. "Sh-She's the one who hurt me! I'I'm p-precious cargo!"
"Of course," the little blonde said patting her shoulder sympathetically. "Here, eat your lunch Beautiful."
"S-Shut up," Princess continued to whimper, swiftly taking the tray from his hand and started to eat. "It taste like poor people food!"
"It is free," Boomer gave a smile. Then he directed his attention to his sister. "Hi Buttercup!" He skipped over and gave her the food. "How was your first day so far?"
"Why are you so happy?" Her emeralds glared at him suspiciously. "Well, it's finally good not to be in here with..." Boomer shivered. "Him, this time."
He's probably talking about Butch, she thought leaning in her chair. "The school has lunch after recess?"
"Yup! It's just so it can tire the kids out faster," the blonde said innocently. "So they're ready to learn!"
"Whatever," Buttercup said. Ignoring the tray of food.
Boomer waited patiently. "Buttercup aren't you going to eat?"
"I don't feel like eating anymore-"
"So you are hungry. Do you need me to feed you?"
"What?"
"Here," he took the spoon and got a bit of the soup. "Say ahh!"
The girl was annoyed at this point, but didn't want to deny the offer of free feeding. She parted her lips and when the warm soup hit her mouth all she could do was moan. "What soup is it?"
Boomer went red at the sound that escaped her throat. "I-It's Gnocchi. Dumplings, spinach..." He watched her lick her lips. "Good soup, right?"
"Heck yeah, more please," she opened wide.
I don't really like brunettes but... Boomer smiled innocently and leaned in. "Here comes the-"
A cartoon of milk rammed into Boomer's face. Luckily Buttercup caught the spoon of soup in her mouth. "Mmm..."
"You forgot their drinks, Boomer," Crimsons laid darkly on the emeralds as he stalked over and slammed the other cartoon in front of her. "Here," he hissed.
"What's got your panties in a bunch?" Buttercup quipped taking the juice. Brick got in her face attempting to intimidate her, but to no avail as she crossed her arms defiantly. "Well?"
He got closer, nose to nose and muttered under his breath, "First you flirt with freckles, then my little brother."
The girl raised a brow, "What the hell are you-"
"Shut the fuck up," his voice sent chills down the young girl's spine, and although she didn't fear him his voice sounded serious. "And then you start doing Tongue Tricks in front of other people. You're asking for a beating. Aren't you bitch."
The girl balled her fist staring intensely at the redhead in front of her. "If I screwed up one time, what makes you think I won't do it again."
Both kids were oblivious to the other two in the room.
"Excuse me!" Princess had finished her sob fest and began her bitchy complaints. "Are you two done flirting!"
Crimson eyes began to waiver from the emeralds that stayed glaring.
"What?" Brick asked frustrated at the interruption. When the hell did these females go off on speaking to you in such superior manners. "You need to keep your trap shut unless you want to get your ass kicked, again."
"Ugh, whatever Demon Child," Princess said making a face at her soup. "Ew, who'd eat this stuff. It's just as bad when you made the class some of your gross Minestrone."
"Minestrone?" Buttercup thought out loud. "Is that a food?"
The two redheads stared at her as if she were an alien.
"You poor thing," Boomer suddenly awoke from his delirious state and took Buttercup's hand in his. "Have you never had such foods?"
"Orphanages don't have this sort of food," the young girl gave a pained expression.
"Oh so you've always been poor," the snobby girl scoffed. "Loser."
"Snobby bitch," Buttercup said getting up from her seat.
"Orphan!"
"Crybaby!"
"Ugly!"
"Spoiled little rich girl!"
"Oh yeah well you're a-"
"A person with a good punch," Boomer pitched in trying to ease some tension.
"Shut it Blondie!" Princess shot back. "You're such a-"
"Princess Morbucks," Mrs. Kean stepped in. "What were you going to say?"
"N-Nothing Mrs. Kean," Princess said ignoring the emerald's stare. "I just want to say thank you for helping me earlier."
"Oh no Missy, not this time," Mrs. Kean pointed a finger at Princess. "You are in as much trouble as Buttercup."
"Why me? What did I do?" Princess demanded. "She hit me!"
"No, you pulled my hair first," Buttercup fought.
"No I didn't!"
"Yes she did," everyone turned to see another student doorway. "I saw it ."
"Yes, and thank you for telling me Robin," the teacher smiled down at the girl. "Buttercup, you're still in trouble, but thanks to Robin the whole story is cleared up."
Buttercup looked at the brunette that walked up to her table and smiled at her. "Don't worry new kid," the Robin girl said. "Everybody's on your side."
"Everybody?" Buttercup asked glancing at Brick who went silent awhile ago. Probably still pissed at me... Why do I care? She shook it off. "Like who?"
"Obviously me, Boomer, Mitch, Mike, Elmer, Butch-" Even psycho? "Yeah! even moody over there."
"Who's moody, Robin," Brick growled overhearing their conversation. Look at all these inferior females speaking ill-ly about you, Brick's inner demon spoke. Shut up.
"I'm only teasing you Brick," Robin said. "Can't I have fun?" His look told her otherwise. "Never mind. So Buttercup how'd it feel when you laid one on the snob?"
"Hello? I'm right here! Mrs. Kean," Princess whined. However the teacher left in attempts to contact the Morbucks. "Ugh, some teacher."
"Way to go Robin," Boomer exclaimed placing a hand on her shoulder. "I didn't think you were going to go through with it."
For some reason Robin went red when Boomer got close to her. She looks uncomfortable, Buttercup thought suddenly remembering the brunette from earlier. Weird they seemed pretty close earlier.
"When have I ever lied to you Boomer?"
"During Secret Santa! You promised it wasn't you."
The two continued to bicker, and Buttercup kept thinking back to what Robin said. Everyone was on her side. Her side. Even all her 'brothers,' especially...
"Hey, Brick," the girl with the emerald eyes asked. He turned around with a frown still on his face.
"What?" He snapped. Again she remained unafraid of his angry ways.
"Thanks," she mustered, blushing a little. "For backing me up."
His heart sped up.
"It was the truth," he said in attempts to hide his embarrassment.
The embarrassing idea of actually helping her, because when all the kids were watching her mouth do the Tongue Trick, absorbing mentally images of her wet muscle. He lost it. He left the group for awhile, to calm himself and not do anything hastily. However all the kids ran his direction, scattering in huddles talking about who laid the first punch. He overheard some talk but decided to interject and have all of them convinced that it was the Annoying Rich Girl who started the fight.
Then when he went to go retrieve his emerald he saw that another male went to try and take his property. that left a mark on the crimson demon child as he had waited for Boomer to go drip off the food in the room to only find her getting fed by his filthy hands. It set him off.
He was embarrassed of having a female an inferior being have so much control over him. It's ridiculous, he thought staring at her short dress. Ridiculous...
Thx you for being so patient with me I lost track with this story, so I'm trying to get back into the groove, along with other stories I've done/currently doing. This story is more of the try to regain focus, I promise the next one will be better and have more shots of Brick and Buttercup, I was trying to introduce some more characters like Mitch, Robin, Mike, Elmer, Princess, ect. Be aware I'm trying to update every Fri-Sun now. There is another update soon! Again thx you for sticking with my story! You guys are real dedicated fans! I appreciate it! Please REVIEW! I like feedback!