Me: Before I begin this chapter I'd just like to point out that no Rowdy Ruff Boys were killed in the making of this chapter. I told the professor not to do anything too crazy. That being said, it does not mean that the Rowdies were not injured. Boomer is asking for more Truths and/or Dares to "fill his empty life". Wow, Boomer. -_-
Boomer: WHAT?! It's not as grand as everyone thinks.
Bubbles: BOOMER!
Me: Anyways... Onto the chapter ^^
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Me: Puffs! Ruffs! Get y'all's butts down here! We've got a days work ahead of us!
Butch: Ughhh! Is there anything remotely interesting? Like.... Oh I don't know~ me and BC?
Me: Later, Butch
BC: HELL NO!
Blossom: *sigh* Dawn, what's the damage today?
Me: You guys are all so depressed today, damn. What happened?
Boomer: Lots of stuff.
Brick: They watched a sad movie last night.
Me: Explains a lot. Now! Who wants to start us off today?
Boomer: OOO! ME! *raises hand excitedly*
Me: let me rephrase that... Which of you girls would like to start us off?
Boomer: Fuck you!
Butch: Language, Booms!
Brick: Yes, Boomer. No potty words.
Boomer: WE'RE TRIPLETS! I'M THE SAME AGE AS YOU GUYS!
Me: SHUT UP!
Bubbles: I can go first!
Me: Perfect! Let's see... Bubbles who is your— favorite sibling?
Bubbles: EH-?! Favorite?!
Blossom: That's an unfair question...
BC: It's just a question. *rolls eyes* She doesn't have to pick you, Bloss.
Blossom: I know that! But still, it's Bubbles we're talking about. She has a hard time choosing between which dog breed she likes more.
Bubbles: Hmmm... well both of my sisters are a joy to be around. Blossom's always helping me with whatever brain smarts I need help with, and she allows me to use her as a mannequin. But BC is always there to make me feel better and go beat up anyone who looked at me wrong. *puts finger to chin* I really don't know.
Me: Just say a name so we can move on.
Bubbles: I guess Blossom because we have more things in common.
BC: Wow. Betrayed by my own blood.
Blossom: *smirks*It's just a question, She doesn't have to pick you, BC. *mockingly*
BC: Can it, bossy.
Blossom: Hey!
Me: Alright! Buttercup you are to dress in pink.
BC: WHAT?!
Bubbles: I have an outfit! I have an outfit!
Butch: Hahahahahah!
BC: HELL NO!
Me: Oh Hell Yes.
BC: pink?! Like pink-pink?
Me: As pink as it gets.
BC: Bleh!!
Me: Bubbles, Take BC to get her new outfit.
Bubbles: Okie dokie! *grabs Buttercups arm and drags her away*
Me: We'll give it a few minutes. In the meantime, Blossom! Your turn! Kiss, Mary, Kill!
Blossom: Who are my options?
Me: We'll play a couple rounds while we wait. Start with the Rowdies.
Blossom: •///• WHAT?!
Me: Kiss. Mary. Kill.
Blossom: Do I have to do this infront of them?
Me: Yeah. Go.
Blossom: Unmm... well... •///•
Boomer: Kill me. Do it. Kill me.
Me: Bonner... do I need to put you in therapy? •_•
Boomer: Probably.
Blossom: Mary Brick... Kiss Boomer, Kill Butch. Nothing against you, Butch. Just... you're... you.
Butch: I can respect that. U_U
Brick: Oh? So you wanna marry me?
Blossom: Ughhhh! Dawn! Next!
Me: Mike, Mitch, and Dexter
Blossom: Kill Mitch.
Boomer: Wow— no hesitation?
Blossom: Then Mike would be framed for the murder. And if I were to marry Mike he couldn't say anything court to incriminate me. So then I'd kiss Dexter after Mike gets thrown in jail as a reason to divorce Mike.
Butch: Why the fuck do I feel like you've long thought about that?
Brick: What the fuck.
Me: Uhhh... I think I need to put you in therapy.
Butch: Can we all go to therapy?
Me: why do you need therapy?
Brick: He's got an unhealthy obsession with Buttercup.
Me: Fair enough.
Blossom: More than just unhealthy! It's out-right deadly! It's like a disease taking over you!
Butch: A disease I do not mind having. ^U^
Blossom: That proves my point.
Bubbles: *standing in hallway* What point?
Me: Is she dressed?
BC: *hiding behind wall* I look like a Princess ballerina of the land of gumdrops and bubblegum had a child with the Easter bunnies great aunt the sugar plum fairy.
Boomer: That is a very weird description.
Bubbles: Oh you so do not!
BC: Oh yes I so do!
Me: Come on out, BC. Let us see ya.
Blossom: *pulls out phone* *whispers* This is so totally going in the memory book.
Brick: *whispers* We have a memory book?
Blossom: Mhm.
Boomer: *whispers* I'm in it a lot. -_-
BC: I can still hear you!
Blossom: Just step out and let us see!
BC: This outfit is disgusting. *steps out from behind wall* Can I do die?
Butch: *gasp*
Brick/Boomer: Who the fuck are you?
Blossom: *takes photo*
Bubbles: ✨TA DA✨
[Idea of what it looks like^]
BC: I hate this. *crosses arms*
Butch: I love this! You look so cute!
BC: CUTE?! Cute is not my thing! Cute is Bubbles thing! Cute is Blossoms thing! Cute it's not my thing!
Me: As much as I'd love to sit here and listen to you rant about how much you despise the pink, let us proceed with the truths?
Bubbles: What's next?
Me: Well for this one I get to bring in a special guest!
Blossom: Oh? Like who~?
Me: *walks over to a door* Someone you're all gonna love!
Bubbles: Oh~? 😏
Me: *opens door* THE PROFESSOR!
BC: Damn it.
Professor: Young lady you watch your lang— *blinks* You're in pink?
BC: I KNOW!
Blossom: Thought you'd finally bring a guy home and get off our cases, Dawn. Sorry.
Me: -_- Why you little—
Boomer: PROFESSOR! HI!!!!!
Professor: Hello, Boomer.
Me: Alright, Professor. I'm gonna ask you a question and you answer honestly.
Professor: easy enough.
BC: That's what we all thought.
Me: What would you do if the girls for pregnant?
Professor: •_•
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Professor: What?
Me: What would you do if the girls go pregnant.
Professor: O-Oh... umm.. 😅 W-Well you see...
Blossom: Obviously he'd be very proud.
Professor: Well actually... If I was told about you, Blossom, I'd be very proud. I'd either be astonished or not surprised at all if Buttercup told me—
BC: Wow... you think so highly of me, don't ya? -_-
Professor: I'm sorry sweetie, but that's just how it is.
Bubbles: What if I told you, Professor?
Professor: Oh no. You're still a baby. You're not allowed to be pregnant.
Boomer: What about me? Can I be pregnant for her?
Blossom: Boomer... That's not really how it works.
Boomer: Well why not?!
BC: You got something to push the baby outta you? A hole big enough for a human to pop outta? No! You've got a tiny little—
Professor: ANYWHOOO!!! How's life Dawn?
Me: Oh I'm doing spectacular actually.
Professor: Great! So if that was all I'll be on my way then?
Bubbles: Goodbye professor!
Blossom: Bye!
BC: Later.
Butch: Later? That's what you tell your father?
BC: What do you want from me?! *throws hands in the air and walks off*
Professor: *walks out door*
Me: Okay, what's next on our agenda? Oh yes! Boys! Go egg the professors house.
Butch: EXCUSE ME?!
Brick: No thanks! I don't wanna die!
Boomer: Egg his house? Hell no!
Brick: Hell is a bad word!
Boomer: I said Fuck like two minutes ago and you said nothing!
Brick: Two bad words in a row!
Butch: I think our baby boy is ready to leave the nest, Bricky.
Brick: I sure hope not! He's barley even hatched outta his egg!
Boomer: For the last time. I. Am. The. Same. Age. As. The. Two. Of. You.
Butch: since when?
Brick: I don't recall this being accurate.
Boomer: AGHHHHH!!!!
Me: Egg the house and sort out your brother shit later.
RRD: Yes ma'am. *walks off*
Me: What else can I do real quick? Oh! Buttercup! Buttercup? Where's she go?
Bubbles: I honestly don't know.
Blossom: *shrugs*
Me: *sighs* I'll go find her.
[With the Boys]
Boomer stood anxious as he held in his hands a box of eggs. Brick glanced back and fourth between the eggs in his own hands and the perfectly newly painted house.
"Damn," Butch cursed. "I swear if I loose a limb I'm gonna find whoever requested these dares and I'm gonna shove my lost limb down their throat."
"Behave, Butch." Brick had taken off his hat and shoved it into his pocket.
"What?! Like you wouldn't help me!" Butch tugged on his hood to cast a shadow over his face. "No way in hell and I'm letting him see me doing this. He hates me more than either of you!"
"Would you just shut up!" Boomer groaned. He so desperately wanted to crack an egg over his head hard enough to knock him out. "Let's just get this over with."
"Boomer grew a pair," Butch whispered to Brick.
Said red-head merely sighed. "I can see that, dipshit."
"I can hear you!" Boomer rolled his eyes. He picked up an egg from his container. "Goodbye world." He whispered before chucking the egg across the yard.
The three boys watched with horror as the egg cracked and slid off the roof.
"Nice throw," Butch smirked. He chucked the next egg.
Pretty soon all three were tossing eggs at the house. Yellow yolk dripping all over the yard and windows. Shells scattering the driveway and roof. Brick laughed as he let one fly towards the front door. At the exact moment the door opened and our stepped the professor, Bricks egg splatted over the professors head.
"Oops..." Brick took a cautious step back.
The professor stood there dumbfounded. As if he couldn't believe what just happened. Then in an instant his eyes narrowed and his face turned red.
"Run." Boomer squeaked.
"FLY!" Butch corrected.
The two boys bolted into the sky, leaving behind lights of blue and green.
Brick gaped at his brothers abandoning him. "Y'ALL ARE SISSYS!" He shouted.
"Brick Jojo." The professor hissed. Steam was quite literally shooting out his ears.
"Professor, it was a dare. You have to understand—"
"You egged my house!!!" The professor growled. He reached out and grabbed the boys shirt. "You better clean this up boy! You and those nasty brothers of yours!"
"Y-yes sir..." Brick gulped. "Right away s-sir."
[back w/ the girls]
Me: Hey BC. We have a dare for you.
BC: No.
Me: But-
BC: Nope.
Me: Buttercup. You will do this dare.
BC: *sighs* What is it?
Me: @lunarbolt has asked of you to give 'em a hug.
BC: *blinks* what?
Me: A hug! BC, it's just a hug!
BC: That's all they wanted from me? A hug?
Me: Yes.
BC: Fine. *cross's arms* where're they at?
Me: *Waves hands in the air*
A cloud of reds and oranges appear. A thick layer of fog covering the rooms floor. Once the array of sunset coloring disappears, standing in its place is @lunarbolt.
Me: Here they are ^^
@Lunarbolt: *waves*
BC: *walks over* A hug?
@lunarbolt: *nods*
BC: *opens arms* We do not speak of this to anyone, okay? Nobody will know.
@Lunarbolt:...
BC: *gives hug*
Suddenly there's a loud knocking at the front door.
Me: Oh! The boys are back! So sorry @lunarbolt, but I doubt you'd want to be here for when the boys find out you are the one who made them egg the house.
BC: Wait what?
Me: *waves hand and @lunarbolt disappears* Come on, BC. Your precious boyfriend is going to need some TLC afterwards.
BC: -////- *growls* Not my boyfriend.
Me: If the shoe fits.
Both: *walks to front room to where everyone else is*
Boomer: Owowowowowow! *winces as Bubbles places an ice pack on his black eye*
Brick: AGH! SHIT! Damn it woman that hurts! *glares at Blossom*
Blossom: *stitching up his arm* Shut up! You're being dramatic.
Butch: *smirking* Y'all look like shit.
BC: Have you looked in a mirror yourself? *snorts*
Butch: Ah! Love! You're here! *smiles through a swollen face*
Me: Okay. So. One last thing for this chapter.
Bubbles: Oh dear...
Me: Boys—
Brick: HELL NO!
Me: —you are to—
Boomer: I'm with Brick! NONONONONO!
Me: —Eat your least favorite food.
Butch: *blinks* What?
Brick: Ughhhh
Boomer: And then we can relax and let our wounds heal?
Me: Sure.
Brick: -_-
Me: Yes. You can rest for the next few days or hours. You've got super healing powers so you'll be fine by morning.
Butch: *sighs* fine. Give me some escargot.
Boomer: Seriously? That's your least favorite meal? Snails?
Brick: Bitch you're made from snails.
Butch: I know. It's kinda like cannibalism. And it's Butch.
Brick: I said what I said.
Boomer: Uh huh... uhhh... *looks to dawn* Spaghetti please.
Brick: You guys are so weird.
Butch: so what'll you be having?
Brick: Shrimp tacos, duh.
Blossom: *gasp* But those are so good!
Brick: One woman's opinion.
Me: *waves hand and food appears* bon-appetite!
Boomer stared at his spaghetti and frowns. "Bleh." He grabs a fork and twirls it in the noodles. The fine thin pasta wrapping around the metal instantly. He brings the bite to his mouth and closes his eyes.
He cringed as the familiar taste of tomatoes filled his mouth. His tastebuds alerting his brain of the disgusting flavor. "Uglh!!"
Brick rolled his eyes and shoved the shrimp taco into his face. Not making any facial expressions whatsoever to indicate how he was feeling.
"Why aren't you cringing or anything?" Bubbles questioned innocently.
"'Cause I won't show weakness infront of a bunch of sissies." He stated bluntly while crossing his arms.
"Says the looser who got beat up by an old man." Buttercup retorted.
Brick merely glared at her.
Butch looked down at the escargot. Garlic scent filled his nose as he smelled it. He ate one. It tasted of salt and garlic. However the texture reminded him of eating a booger. A super slimy booger.
The snail slid down his throat as he swallowed. It kept sticking to his tongue and spreading through his mouth. "Ewewewewew," he stuck out his tongue and started wiping it with the sleeve of his shirt.
Brick: Is that all Dawn?
Me: *reads over message* I believe so.
Boomer: I'm a do the closing announcements!
Me: I- hey you wait just a minute! Boomer no—
Boomer: *reaches up and pulls down a wall over the current scene*
"hey guys! Super cool day I hope you're having. Or night. That's what Dawn says I think. Anyways! Send more truths and dares! I would very much appreciate some really deep questions for everyone. Or even some dares for the others (except me, obviously!) that are crazy wacko! Like surfing a tsunami! Maybe not that... I guess that's kinda dangerous, huh? Anyways! Super cool to do this chapter! Even if I am practically a walking dead man. The next time the professor sees me he's sure to pound me to a pulp again. Well, uhh... bye? Yeah, BYE! Later guys!"