a few days later the three boys, all in the orphanage uniform, were sitting in a waiting room, bored as hell.
"I'm bored" Butch complained.
"well we just have to wait until our separate therapy sessions" Boomer replied, clearly much more confidant than normal.
"Boomer Jojo?" a woman asked as she opened a wooden door, looking down at her clipboard.
"that's me!" Boomer said as he hopped out of his chair and followed her into the room, shutting the door behind him.
"ah great, we're gonna be stuck here all day" Brick sighed.
"so Boomer, what do you want to talk about?" the woman asked as they sat down on the two chairs across from each other. she wore a pale yellow off the shoulder shirt with frilly sleeves, pale pink palazzos pants, white socks and light purple mary janes while her dark brown hair was tied back in a loose high bun.
"anything other than what we're supposed to talk about" Boomer replied.
"well then I guess we'll talk about nothing then. just sit here for an hour in silence" the woman responded with a smile.
"I thought therapy was supposed to talk about feelings" Boomer asked, fake gagging at the last word.
"well, if you want to talk about feelings we can. but therapy is supposed to be somewhere you can feel comfortable and safe to talk about anything. how about you tell me about your brothers?" the woman suggested.
"what's your name?" Boomer questioned.
"I'm Lidia" the woman replied without hesitation.
"um...I've got this thing going on that I haven't really told my brothers about" Boomer nervously told her.
"what is it?" Lidia asked.
"I kind of...turn part fish whenever my skin gets wet" Boomer replied.
"oh?" Lidia squeaked, her interest completely captured.
"yeah. it happened yesterday when I took a shower. I immediately panicked and rushed out of the stall, I turned off the water and put a towel on first obviously. then some teenage girl explained its something called 'aquatic adaption'. I've tried putting my hands in water a few times and everytime my skin is wet, I turn part fish. it even rips my clothes! I tried it with my old shirt on this morning" Boomer explained.
"this is probably your unique ability" Lidia replied.
"I know, it just seems so...useless. I mean, being part fish!? its so dumb! my brothers are going to just make fun of me" Boomer spoke.
"you can't hide it forever. I'm sure this will be very useful in the future. but you might want to figure out how to control this before you tell your brothers. okay?" Lidia replied, placing her clipboard on her lap.
"okay" Boomer muttered.
"can Brick, Boomer and Butch come here?" a worker called out.
Brick zoomed over, dropping the book he was reading. Boomer flew up from where he was playing hopscotch with other kids and zoomed over.
Butch dropped the toddlers he was lifting up to show off into older kids arms and zoomed over to join his brothers.
"what is it?" Brick asked in a frustrated tone.
"a couple wants to meet you. they're wanting to adopt" the worker explained, surprising the boys.
"I thought we were in trouble" Butch whispered before they followed the worker into a smaller room where a man and woman were sitting at a table. the man wore a white t-shirt, a light purple jacket, lightish purple jeans and black boots while his strawberry blonde hair was tied back in a small ponytail. the woman wore a desaturated green tank top, desaturated dark green shorts, soft black sneakers and a dark green headband holding her short desaturated dark brown hair out of her face.
"hi! I'm Emily, and this is my husband Antony. what's your names?" the woman asked as the boys sat down in the three chairs across from them.
"Brick"
"Butch"
"Boomer"
the man signaled something with his hands.
"what was that?" Butch questioned.
"oh! I read something about this. that's sign language right?" Brick asked.
the man nodded with a smile and signed something.
"hi to you too!" Brick responded.
"he can't talk. he was born with a condition that makes him not able to talk. he speaks through sign language" Emily explained.
"we're the rowdyruff boys. we were made to defeat the Powerpuff girls but lost again and again. then we decided to move to farmville and then were found by some social workers and sent here" Brick explained.
"well we're Emily and Antony, we already told you that. we live in a two storey house with an attic bedroom along with three normal bedrooms, one of which is ours. we grow wheat and make bread for a living and we have a huge field that the neighbor kids enjoy playing in sometimes" Emily explained.
"you have a field!?" Boomer exclaimed in excitement.
"yep! and we're actually thinking about whether or not we should get a puppy in the future" Emily told the blonde-haired boy.
"I want a puppy!" Boomer squealed.
"I'd only be happy if there's something for me to wreck" Butch said, imitating the motion of punching your fist into your palm.
"there's a dead tree in the field we really need to take down" Emily commented.
"yes! exactly what I was thinking!" Butch replied with a large smile.
"so how did it go?" John asked as the boys left the room an hour later.
"awesome! they have so much things we'd enjoy! a bunch of books about war, a huge field, even a dead tree for Butch to destroy" Brick replied, Butch quietly cackling as he walked past him.
"they're also thinking about getting a puppy in a year or two!" Boomer added as he floated past.
"that's great. would you be okay with them adopting two or three of you?" John asked as he kneeled down.
"if they adopt one of us, they adopt all of us. we're the only family any of us have ever had and I refuse to let us be separated" Brick replied.
"good for you" John told the red-haired boy, ruffling his hair slightly with his hand.
"guys! guys! we have awesome news!" Violet cheered as she ran up to the boys, who were walking towards the bedroom.
"what is it?" Boomer asked, instantly excited.
"me and Henry are getting adopted!" Violet replied with pure joy on her face.
"what!?" Brick exclaimed.
"yeah! we just got the news an hour ago. we're moving in with them next week!" Violet explained.
"that's awesome!" Boomer squealed.
"good for you bud" Butch mumbled before walking away.