Sorry this took a bit, I just needed to make sure this chapter went the way I needed it too so that the story could go the way I need it too.
Currently we see everyone hiding in the club. M.M and Frenchie were sitting at a table, while Y/N and Kimiko were sitting on the couch. Kimiko was seen writing the words Boy and Girl. She then shows it too Y/N who looks at it in confusion.
Y/N: "Boy, girl." Kimiko, I'm sorry. But I still don't understand what that means.
Kimiko gives off a defeated look as she looks down at the book and places her left hand on her head in frustration. Y/N felt bad that he was able to communicate with her, but there's no way for her to communicate back.
All of a sudden Butcher is seen walking by putting on his coat.
Butcher: All right, I'm off.
HUGHIE: Where you going?
Butcher: Going to meet a contact.
Hughie: Who?
Butcher: Someone who can help us find this Supe terrorist cunt.
But Hughie kept pushing for the information, as he was done with having Butcher keep secrets from them.
Hughie: Who is the contact? What is their actual name?
Butcher only smirks at Hughie.
Butcher: You'll love it.
Butcher walks past Hughie only for Hughie to turn around and tell him if he would actually love it or not
Hughie: No, I won't. I won't love it. I never love it. I never fucking love it!
Butcher stops and turns around nodding to Hughie.
Butcher: Noted.
Butcher starts to walk off again, but this time Hughie looks towards the others in the group.
Hughie: Not a word from him. He left us for dead, and now it's like nothing happened?
Butcher stops before he walks up the stairs and turns around pointing at Hughie as he walks towards him.
Butcher: You're right. I am sorry. Sorry that I trusted this lot was smart enough to save themselves like they've done a hundred times before. And I'm sorry that Supertwat over there refused to tell the rest of ya who he truly was.
But Hughie and the others glossed over that last part and focused on the first, because at least Y/N didn't leave them to rot in a cell.
Hughie: Okay, well, where you been?
Frenchie interrupted before Butcher could answer.
Frenchie: Well, technically, I called him back.
Hughie: He blew up Madelyn Stillwell.
Butcher: I told you. She was already dead when I blew her up.
Y/N: He's telling the truth Hughie, you know I can tell if he's lying or not.
Even that still didn't calm Hughie down, it seemed he didn't want to see or hear from Butcher at all.
Hughie: Oh. Great. Cool. Totally. We're just gonna pretend like this is normal? Like we're fucking lemmings?
All was quiet as Butcher started to step closer to Hughie until they were face to face.
Butcher: Well, who else they gonna follow?
Y/N: Butcher just tell him who you're meeting. It's not like it's going to hurt anyone.
Butcher: Oh would you look at that, the Supe is still cupping the lads bollocks. Nothings changed since I've left huh?
