Okay, so it seems that I'm able to update faster than usual. Maybe because it's Christmas Break??? Oh, well, it's easier to update on weekends that last longer than three days or more. Anyway, those of you who celebrate Christmas, MERRY CHRISTMAS!!! Those of you who don't, then very Merry Unchristmas. It's a word in my dictionary, get over your selves.
There might be a good chance that this is either going to be posted on Christmas Eve, or the day before, I don't know. But whatever.
When I got a comment to update on the previous chapter, I was like I UPDATED YESTERDAY, YOU PEOPLE ARE SO DEMANDING in my head. But it turns out that I finished writing the next day.
IT'S LIKE YOU GUYS ARE TAKING OVER MY LIFE, OH MY GAWD, KEEP COMMENTING, IT MAKES ME SO HAPPY. I understand that I am making no sense whatsoever, so I'll shut up now.
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Brick's POV
The Professor had just finished scolding Buttercup and was now cleaning the up the mess she made.
Okay, what I don't get is why he couldn't have just made Buttercup clean up her own mess, instead of making her go see a movie she might possibly like.
What is wrong with the people here?
"Well, I think it's best if you guys leave now. Come back in about two days since Buttercup and her team won't be here to discuss anything with us," Blossom looked at us.
"Kay, I was getting tired, anyway," Boomer stretched and stood up from the chair.
"Alright, I'll get Butch and we'll leave," I walked through the hole to get to Butch.
"Hey, we're leaving," He was in the middle of discussing what kind of movie he and Blake wanted to see.
I've never seen him talk so much in one day.
"Fine, let's go," he returned to his normal, quiet but bitchy self.
The Next Day
Boomer was getting ready for his date with Miyako, and Butch had already left to the Professors.
School was not fun today.
But who am I kidding? It has never been fun.
How do you normal people stand to wake up at like six or seven in the morning and go to that hell hole?
Since I'm alone in my house, except for Boomer, I decided to go out and terrorize the civilians.
Crap, I'm not allowed to do that. The Puffs might kick my ass.
I was wondering around the streets when I noticed some very familiar looking boys in the park.
Breaker and Bash were talking to each other and sitting on a bench.
Time to go mess with some people.
I pulled a match and some firecrackers out of my pocket while I hid behind a tree near them.
If you don't carry firecrackers with you everywhere you go, you're missing out on life.
I lit the match and brought it up to the wick on the firecrackers. When it was lit, I chucked it towards Bash and Breaker and let them deal with it.
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