Chappie 16 What?

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Brick POV

"At least I'm not scared of a vacuum cleaner!" I yelled. Another peaceful Saturday at our humble abode.

"The noise is loud and obnoxious!" Butch yelled

"Doggy, doggy, sit."

"You little redheaded-

"Boys! Will you stop fighting and get off the couch!" Mojo yelled

"You're on the couch!" Me and Butch yelled

"Stop yelling!"

"Your yelling," Boomer said calmly. He walked away mumbling. All day Mojo was in his room. Boomer drew, and Butch rummaged for stuff.

"Hey Brick, I found your old guitar!" he yelled. "Boomer I found your Blankie!"

"Shut up!" he yelled. Later Mojo left without I word said. He had been this ever since came back. He hadn't tried to kick us out and it's not like we have a place to go anyway. I flipped through the channels till I caught wind of something on the news.

"Villains of New Townsville....The Powerpuff......trouble..."

"What?!" Boomer yelled coming to the couch. The camera was barely able to get any clear pictures till it cut put completely.

"The door won't open!" Butch yelled. I looked out the window.

"Dumbass Mojo blockaded the door!" I yelled.

"Move," Boomer said with the couch in his hands. He hurled it at the window and the wall concaved in. "Let's go."

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