"How the fuck did she find out leader boy", Butch seethed as he stepped into Bricks office. His face was slightly red, forest green eyes narrowed. His jet black hair was disheveled, a sure sign that he had spent the car ride raking his hands over it. In short, he was a mess.

Brick rolled his eyes at the nickname and gesture to the ipad on the table. Both he and Boomer watched tiredly as Butch scrolled through each headline.

"Shit. How mad was she"? Butch desperately asked. Brick didn't bother replying, letting Butch come up with the conclusion himself.

"Shit"!

"You said that already" Brick dryly replied.

" And I'm gonna say it forty more fucking times. Shit! Shit! Shit! Shitttt!"

"Butch-

"Brick how the fuck are you not freaking out. Let me fucking paint the picture for you. Dad,Mom and the and Utonium, apparently the old fart fucking lives here. And knowing Buttercup just because she fucking can she'll bring the fucker."

Suddenly Brick could feel a migraine coming on, "Utonium lives here".

"Yeah the fucker came right in my house to pick up Buttercup and Brute. And before you ask yes he still fucking hates our guts".

"What a surprise" Brick sarcastically supplied. He then replayed Butch's words from before in his head and groaned. "And based on how the last meetings have went Blossom will probably bring General Douchebag".

The two brothers stayed silent for a moment each trying to picture how this meeting will go.

"Shit" Brick murmured.

At this Butch laughed and threw up his hands."Now you see it. We're fucked.

" Maybe you can ask them to come alone Brick" Boomer mused. Brick and Butch shared a look of annoyance before playfully smacking Boomer in the back of the head.

"Ow" Well I don't see either of you coming up with ideas"!

Butch let out a small snicker as his brother rubbed his head, before completely turning to Brick. "So how exactly are we supposed to bring them tonight".

Brick glared at the ground and muttered, "No other options, we have to just ask them too".

"Fucking fantastic we're eternally screwed" Butch sarcastically replied.

" Yeah Brick, Butch is kinda right. Can't you just manipulate them into coming" Boomer said.

" If I had to guess they didn't tell Utonium about us knowing until his and Buttercups conversation today. If that's the case, then in the prior events, they probably didn't have Utonium in their corner that question is left unanswered for now. In any event, they most likely will be less compliant when it comes to tricks and threats now".

Brick stopped staring at the floor to glance back at Butch and Boomer. He could only sigh as both men squinted their eyes in confusion.

"...In their corner..meaning…""

" In English fucktard".

"The girls didn't tell Utonium we know. I don't know why, but because of that they were easily manipulated. Now that the old man knows it will be harder to manipulate them. Especially Blossom".

"Oh" both boys chorused.

Again Brick could only roll his eyes.

"Sooooo….. who's going to call them" Boomer asked. His reply was a pointed stare in his direction from both his elder brothers. "What.. No".

"Boomer you have the best social skills out of the three of us".

" You guys are still able to talk to people"

"Not as efficiently as you"

"Yeah and Bubs is the nicest one"

" To you maybe".

"Come on Boomer if General Douche answers the phone I'll fucking lose it".

" Sooo..."

"Boom we all know Butters will fucking hang up in my face"

" Yeah but-"

" Boom"

"Boomer"

"Blumer"

"Come on"

"Little Brother"

"Booooooomer"

"Boo-

"Okay fine just shut up!"

Brick and Butch happily smirked as if they had just won the knew eventually Boomer would cave, he always did when it came to them.

Flashback-Nine years ago

"Come on Boom did you see the fuse on ButterBitch. I've been trying to get with her since we got here".

"You've been trying to get with a lot of girls since school started. And most of them you did get with"

"Yeah but-"

"No"

"While I do agree that Butch has no case. I however do. I've been turned down by Pinky twice Boom. The second time in front of people. Its a matter of pride now".

"No, I really like 's our first date and I want it to be special. I planned the whole thing out, and it does not include four extra people."

"Booomer, Come on man. They won't go alone just convince Bubbly to make it a trpiple"

"No"

"Boom"

"Little Brother"

"Booooomer"

"Boom"

"Bluemer"

"Alright, fine I'll ask her" Boomer caved.

He rolled his ocean blue eyes, completely ignored the accomplished smirks of his brothers, and began to dial Bubbles number.

It was silent for a minute. The only sound that actually bounced off the wall was the ringing from the phone and the deep breathes Boomer had taken right after the first ring. This girl, this woman had an effect on him he couldn't describe. Just the thought of her took his breath away, so after a couple of days, he picked up the habit of holding his breathe before he spoke to her.

The ringing seemed to grow louder as the seconds passed on. It was pretty late, maybe Bubbles was already asleep.

Suddenly the ringing stopped and a small, sleepy and slightly worried voice echoed out the reciever, " Boomer"?

"Booomer"

"Boomer"

"Boomer!" Butch screamed as he frantically waved his hand in front of Boomers face.

The blonde instantly blinked and began rubbing his eyes, "Huh, what".

Butch rolled his eyes and dramatically dropped himself on the red couch in the center of the room. Boomer was and idiot, he had to be was Butch's reasonings. There's no way a normal person would zone out that quick."Brick either all those smacks as a kid really fucked him up. Or he was daydreaming...again".

Brick laughed at the comment. There was no doubt in his mind Boomer was more of a daydreamer than either he or Butch could ever begin to be." We've been calling your name for two minutes. What were you possibly thinking about now".

Boomer laughed along with his brothers. He meant to keep it lighthearted, believable. But in the end it sounded forced and for all that Boomer was, he knew both his brothers noticed. The real question was would they acknowledge it. "Just about how you two always manipulate me"

Butch was the first to respond. "Thats some Bulls-

"Steering you in the right direction is what I would call it. Now get to dialing". Brick mused.

Boomer nodded, silently thanking Brick as he took out his phone and scrolled under his contacts.

"Bubbles Bliss " Butch asked once he saw Boomers finger stop.

"Whats wrong with it" Boomer supplied.

"Dude shes your fuking ex. Your cheating, lying, baby mama ex, she should have a way more wicked name then that".

"Well, what name do you have Buttercup under"?

Butch grinned ear to ear as he shuffled his phone out of his pocket. "ButterBiiiiitccchhhh, Ungrateful, Vicious, Violent Ass Bitch...from Hell "

"Unbelievable"

"Yeah well Satan reincarnated was reserved for Brick. So…

"Quiet you two it's ringing"

The seconds that past seem to go in slow motion. One ring, Two rings…..Six rings...ten. No answer. The only thing stopping the silence was the cheery voicemail of Bubbles and the long breath Boomer let out. Old habits die hard.

"She didn't answer" Boomer mumbled.

Frustrated Brick snatched the phone from Boomer and redialed the phone. Unsurprisingly just as before the phone rung a couple of times before going straight to voicemail.

Brick dramatically sighed as he grabbed his phone from the nearby chair . "Fine I guess we'll have to try her sisters. Butch call Buttercup".

Butch rolled his emerald green eyes but did as his brother asked. It wasn't a surprise that just as he predicted the phone instantly went to voicemail. At that same moment Brick began to use his own cellphone to call Blossom only to receive the same result.

"Augh is she serious. What the fuck could she be doing that's so damn important" Brick growled To the left of him both Boomer and Butch watched as their older brother redialed the phone continuously. After the tenth time he abruptly stopped and glared at his two bimbo brothers.

"What", he spat.

Like usual his brothers had different results. Boomer suddenly found the floor very interesting and Butch rolled his eyes. "Dude, chill. I mean honestly did you really expect Blossy to answer".

"She should. We have a child together, honestly she's letting her emotions and Senior Douchebag cloud her judgement. I have a right to know where my kid is at all times".

"You don't think they ran off with them do ya" Boomer worriedly asked.

"No, it's like I told you to before. It's highly unlikely the girls will leave. Buttercup for legal reasons, Bubbles for emotional and Blossom for idiotic. There still here but their ignoring our calls".

" Maybe they turned their phone off, they did go straight to voicemail",Boomer supplied.

"Yours didn't" Butch pointed out.

"Yeah-but

"Butch is right. Bubble is our best bet for contact, Boomer call her".

At this Boomer started to object, he didn't want to talk to Bubbles at all. But then again he really wanted to talk to Bliss and he was a bit curious why the girls were so busy.

"Alright".

Both brothers silently watched as Boomer dialed the number yet again. In actually neither were expecting the phone to ring at this point. So you can imagine their surprise when Bubbles picked up.

"Boomer now is really not a good time" Bubbles hurriedly replied.

Instantly Boomer brows furrowed. Not a good time. Why did she sound so frustrated and so exhausted? What had driven her to this point and if it was so important why had she decided to answer this time?

None of those questions should be plaguing him, but he really couldn't help it. It was like a moment he had how angry he was at her and how much time had past. And against his better judgment, instead of demanding to know why she had been screening his calls, in the softest voice he asked her" What's wrong"?

It was the voice he used that made her nearly drop the phone. That voice..the voice that use to console her and calm her. At that time it was exactly what she needed. And even though Blossom and Buttercup would be pissed at her for continuing their conversations. Bubbles decided to be selfish..just for a needed to hear him, the old Boomer. Her Boomer. I mean if he could forget of all the bad blood between them for a second why couldn't she.

"I'm fine really. How are you"?

" Honestly I'm super fucking worried and you changing the subject isn't really helping".

" Language. It's...It's nothing really just a family issue".

" What do you mean is everybody okay. Where are you at? Are you guys fighting. Whats-

"Like I said it's nothing. We're all at my house and everyone is fine. A little upset but fine. Look I really can't talk right now,so please stop calling. Brick and Butch too. Thanks a bunch, bye"

"Wait Bubbles .Damnit"! Boomer cried. The room was quiet and in the large office all that could be heard was the shuffling of clothing and the jingles of keys.

Wait keys.

In the midst of his conversation Boomer had completely forgot of his brother's presence.

"Guys what are you-

"Bubbles said they were all at her place. Brick got the address while you were playing the shoulder for Bubble brain to lean on. Come on sling that bad boy on and let's go." Butch replied.

Boomer didn't bother looking at Brick for confirmation. Instead he shrugged on his navy jacket and instantly cried out. " Shotgun".

"In your dreams motherfucker".

" What the fuck do I look like to you to Carmichael, one of you motherfuckers are driving"

Alright I hope that you guys enjoyed this chappie.I'm super sorry for the late update honestly I have no good excuse. Hopefully I will be able to update all of my stories soon. I'm super excited for the next couple of chappies also i have a new story coming soon. I hop this chapter wasn't to confusing. Thanks again!