♡Chapter 23

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Three days of planning, of training, of being out of contact with Agent White. Boomer had gotten better at blocking and ducking. He knew how to throw a decent punch. But anything beyond that he was completely clueless. Brick and Blossom had been hunched over at the kitchen table for hours a day, surrounded by notes and information, trying to put together a solid plan for after and during. Bubbles took it upon herself to make sure everyone was eating and drinking. Basically making sure everyone was staying alive.

On the third day, she went out to watch Boomers training. She was bringing out three glasses of ice cold water when she got sidetracked by Boomer and Butch's fighting match. She took a seat on the grass beside Buttercup and watched with eyes of wonder.

"Woah..." she mutters, passing her sister a glass of water. "How long have they been going like this? They're both covered in sweat."

"Mhm." Buttercup nodded. "Thirty minutes. Longest Boomers lasted so far without begging for a break." She took a long gulp of the water.

"Two shirtless men fighting." Bubbles sighed. "Blossoms missing a show." She giggled. "Michelangelo sculptures come to life." She sighed again.

Buttercup rolled her eyes. "You stop ogling after day one."

"So you were ogling?" Bubbles wiggled her eyebrows.

"Man I want those abs." She said, completely ignoring Bubbles statement and lost in her own thought. Bubbles broke out laughing. Buttercup looked at her sister and chuckled. "What?!"

"You have abs." Bubbles rolled her eyes.

"Okay and? Look at that!" So pointed at the two men. "That is fucking hot."

Bubbles fell backwards with laughter. Her stomach hurt from all the giggles.

Butch gathered Boomer in a chokehold. The blonde reaching up to try and remove the arm strangely his breathing. Butch looked over at the two girls and smiled. He whispered something to Boomer, whose eyes widened and he craned his neck to look over at them.

Bubbles wiggled her fingers in a small wave.

Buttercup frowned. "Seriously? Tap out or something..." she muttered. Her eyes flicked over to Bubbles. It was her turn to break out laughing.

Bubbles flushed. "What?"

Boomer said something to Butch. He looked to be pleading or something. Butch rolled his eyes and said something back. A few moments passed by before Boomer jerked his elbow back into Butch's abdomen.

"Ooo!" Buttercup scrunched up her nose and squinted her eyes.

Butch let go of Boomer and staggered back. He placed a hand over his stomach and breathed a few deep breaths. He waved Boomer away and the blonde came running towards the girls.

Buttercup frowned. "That's not right. He coulda taken a lot more." She watched as Butch stopped being overly dramatic with his breathing and stand up straight as if nothing happened.

Boomer dropped down infront of them. "I see someone brought refreshments."

"I'd just given Blossom and Brick two things of ramen. Figured you guys out here could use some  sort of pick-me-up." Bubbles grinned.

"That—"Butch sat down"—we do." He reached for a glass of water. "It's hot as hell training in this heat."

"It's hot watching." Bubbles giggled.

"Oh lord have mercy." Buttercup rolled her eyes.

"You said it first." Bubbles chimed.

Butch snickered. "So. You any good of a fighter, blondie?" Butch arched an eyebrow.

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