We meet again

Part 9

Buttercup POV:

I walked into my dorm, and headed for the kitchen. "I'm not gonna lose this stupid bet. It's a child's game!" I chuckle and grab a bag of marshmallows. "Alright. Ready. Set. Go."

Brick POV:

We walked in silence towards Mojo's place
in silence. Nobody had said a word, and nobody was gonna say a word. Boomer had his hands stuffed inside his hoodie, butch had his arms crossed as he kicked the trash on the street. I tried to think of what the stinky monkey wanted. He sounded serious.

We walked up to the front door, And I looked at my brothers. "W-who's gonna ring t-the bell?" Boomer asked shyly.

I shrugged then looked towards Butch. He arched and eyebrow then shook his head. "Oh no, you're the one that got the call. Mama's favorite should do the honors."

I sighed then rang the doorbell. We waited for a while, nothing happened. "What a waste." Butch huffed then turned around and started to walk away. But as he took the first step, the ground under us opened up. Swallowing us into its darkness.

I must'v hit my head because I felt a sharp pain there. When I lifted up my hand to check it, I felt a wet substance... blood. Yup, I hit my head.

I look over and see boomer sitting on top of an iterated Butch. "Get. Off." Boomer looks dizzy, but when he realizes he's crushing his brother he jumps up and almost falls over.

I snicker and look around. "Oi! Monkey brain! Where are you?!" I cup my hands around my mouth, making my voice louder.

Butch groans as he stands up. "I think I broke a rib." He mutters a strain of curse words and glares at Boomer. Boomer chuckles nervously and takes a few steps away from our green brother.

"Mojo apologies for the way you've entered."

Our heads snap in the direction of the voice. A figure appears from the shadows. "Mojo couldn't come to the front door, so he let you into the house through the ground."

"What do you want Mojo." I straighten up and step forward. "You called and we came. So what the hall was so important that you gave me a bloody head for?"

"Listen, before I start. I need to know one thing." The monkey said.

"What's that?" Boomer asked.

"Have the puffs experienced anything... strange?"

"What the hell did you do?" I asked, trying to keep my anger down.

"Have you boys experienced any sort of new power surge? Anything... strange?"

"Dam it monkey brain! Tell us what the fuck you did!" Butch yells.

"Mojo created a new chemical... chemical 'Y'. It's supposed to enhance chemical 'X'. This Chemical 'Y' can cause new powers to submerge, but can also cause death in certain organs. Mojo has an understanding that when I knocked the chemical over, it was released into the air and started searching for Chemical 'X' to combine itself with. This chemical has a possibility of killing the host of the chemical 'X'." Mojo explained.

He looked back a fourth between us. "Mojo needs to know if you, or the puffs, have experienced any sort of new behaviors or new powers."

"Hold up. You mean to tell us that you created a new chemical that could possibly kill us?!" Boomer gasped. "And you're only telling us now?!"

"Mojo needed time to make sure that his research was correct."

"So, us and the puffs could die?" I asked, still trying to stay as calm as possible.