We meet again

Part 28

Brick POV:

Blossom came home last night, but I hadn't of heard her. Truth be told I'd fallen asleep.  And then this morning when I went into the kitchen to make breakfast, Blossom wasn't anywhere to be seen.

That's when I got a call.

It was a joined call from Boomer and Butch. Weird... what could they possibly want this early in the morning?

"Hello," I click answer and put my phone on speaker, then set it down on the counter. I reached for a cereal box and a bowl.

"What the fuck man?!"  Butch is the first to speak, followed by Boomer.

"Brick... this is bad. This is real frickin bad!"

"What are you two nitwits goin' on about?" I opened up the fridge and took out the milk.

Boomer starts talking, but Butch is quicker. "They know! And it's not just that they know. Oh no... Boomer and I also know."

I sigh and pour the milk into my bowl. God, these idiots make my head hurt. "Who knows what?"

"About the dumbfuck crab and the stupid chemical whatever-letter!" Butch is seriously pissed, I can hear it in his voice. He's probably twitching as his nerves get tensed up more and more.

"Dumbfuck crab...?" I try to wrack my brain for what that means. I nearly spill the milk all over the kitchen floor as I realize what he means. "Ah shit."

"'Ah shit' my ass! You knew! And you didn't tell us!" It's Boomers turn to scream at me.

I screw on the lid of the milk and put it in the fridge. "Look, guys—"

"No, dude! I got in an argument with Buttercup last night, cause she found out! And it's not like I could just say something to knock her off, because I didn't fucking know half the shit she was talkin' about!" Butch growls.

I roll my eyes, "Sorry you got in trouble with your little girlfriend—"

"Seriously, Brick?" Boomer breaks in. "You don't get to do that! Has it ever occurred to you that Butch and I care about the girls just as much as you do? I mean, at least I have the balls to go and ask Bubbles out—"

"The fuck is that supposed to mean?" I slammed my hand down. "How is that any different than why I said?"

"BECAUSE WE'RE MAD AT  YOU!" Both brothers shouted in unison.

"I honestly don't see why you're mad at me. I was going to tell y'all today. I just found out yesterday and called the professor so he could know." I mean come on, I was going to tell them!

Eventually.

But still! They'd find out!

"You don't see why we're— FOR FUCKS SAKE BRICK!" Boomer doesn't use that kinda language unless he's seriously pissed. Especially fuck.

"I'm with the kid, Brick" Butch keeping a level head? That is scary. Especially since I know how pissed he was not even a minute ago. "I hope Blossom kicks your ass. I hope she sends you to mars." With that, he leaves the call.