34A Slice of Life
Adulthood/Work AU. ALL COLOR CODES: Reds, Blues, Greens.
Summary: Adulthood isn't easy…even for a past superhero. Education was the key right? Sure..then why was it so damn hard to get a good job? The RowdyRuffs were the heirs to Mojo's succession: Jojo Inc, Buttercup is a well paid engineer, Bubbles is a kindergarten teacher and Blossom? Well, she's educated and ambitious, they say that's all you needed for a successful life.
Right?
Nope!
In life you could be the goody two shoes that excels in everything you do, a joyful and hardworking person, the best worker in your field of study, a responsible person the whole enchilada.
In the world of a working adult, it's not only your qualifications and experience that matters, yes ambition and education is nice but it's also about having connections, meeting the right people, associating with the right people, choosing your words and actions wisely, some people are more reckless than others, some even kill or steal to get by, some get pregnant in the early stages, others sleep around to get to the top and some were just born with their future freshly served on a chrome platter.
Decisions, decisions, decisions, that's what it all starts with, a good one could go bad at the very next choice. Life and its events don't always go the way you expect it to be, regardless of who you are, it's a never-ending cycle of existence, oh how reality could be a bitch.
Thought being a teenager was tough? Heh, welcome to adulthood.
Prologue:
The twenty-two year old, cotton candy pink eyed redhead popped out her earphones and set her phone down on her nightstand table. Their old crime-fighting theme song, though irrelevant now, still held a special place in her heart.
She turned to the digital clock that read 6:45 a.m. She had an interview today, hopefully, it could be the one that turns things around for her, be biased-free and actually utilize those college two college degrees that she busted her ass for instead of rejecting her for possessing them. Her part-time job as a Starbucks barista was her only source of income and that desperately needed to change.
Inhaling a breath of encouragement, Blossom Utonium lifted the light pink bed covers off her body to reveal her pear-shaped figure in a thin white vest, white shorts and light pink socks and got off of her bed.
You'd think that life as adulthood for a superhero would be somewhat amazing right? Well...it's nice to think about...but reality isn't all that generous. As a kid, she and her sisters were the most kick-ass superheros in the city.
Blossom released a light chuckle at the memories as she made her way into the bathroom to get ready.
The PowerPuff Girls, always saved the day, no matter how tough the challenge, ferocious the obstacle, they always came out on top one way or the other. It was quite the responsibility to be a young heroine and female one at that. The hero status didn't stop the gender stereotypes, which were by her admission, extremely annoying but still she overcame.
At the age of ten, her and her sisters decided to ask the mayor if payment could be worked out for their services as they were getting older and the professor was a single father with three daughters to provide for. To think that the city that they often busted their asses for, gave them the longest run around in court just to receive some damn commission, and for what? For doing the same job of their beloved and well-paid police force, not to mention the monster battles.
At the age of thirteen, a bill was passed which declared that all acts of superhero work would receive a commission which ranged between $25 to $1000 depending on the difficulty level of the task. This made the powerpuff's happy, the girls could now chip in and pull their own weight in the household.
They all felt a new sense of responsibility, not just saving the day but growing up and existing in the real world, just like everyone else had to.
Sounds like an awesome future, right?
Blossom turned on the shower and removed her clothes. She picked up her bottle of conditioner and stepped into the shower, pulling the yellow, floral print curtain.
It sounded like an awesome future, up until the people of Townsville felt like they were spending too much money on supers. Between the ages of fourteen to eighteen, the need for superhero tasks decreased quite drastically, as if everything they had been doing was suddenly a piece of cake.
The police force upped their game, taking down some of the most notorious crooks such as Fuzzy Lumpkins, The Gang Green Gang, Femme Fatale and other common thieves in the city, even having a rehabilitation system in place to lessen the event of them returning to a life of crime. That was quite impressive, even for them but that was their job all along, so the girls were happy about it. Less crime fighting meant more time to enjoy life as a teenager.
Bubbles was a cheerleader, Buttercup was on the soccer, lacrosse, hockey and boys wrestling team and Blossom did gymnastics and swimming just to have some sports on her record. They went to parties, although Bubbles and Buttercup did have to drag Blossom off to these, in the end they all enjoyed them, socializing, dancing, just having fun like regular people would.
However, like regular people, they had to find newer means of earning money. With a decreased crime rate, incomes were much smaller and rarer. They were reliant on monster attacks until the city of Townsville hired the avengers to put a stop to monster island for good.
Instead of killing them out, they developed a high tech system that trapped all monsters present on the island inside with no means of escaping. That barrier also extended way down beyond in the depths of the sea, as a result of this, several monsters died from inability to find food, many were depressed from deprival of the skies to fly, the open waters to swim and free land to roam to their heart's content. Thus their reproduction level decreased rapidly, just want Townsville wanted.
The girls were bittersweet about this but it was out of their hands. Afterall, the mayor and law enforcement called the shots in this city, there was nothing the girls could do or say for change.
Exiting the shower Blossom quickly lotioned herself and went over to her closet to pull out an outfit. She chose a black dress pants, light pink dress shirt with a black blazer and picked up the iron for a bit of neatening. She still had to make breakfast for her sisters, the house maintenance was the least she could do after all since Buttercup and Bubbles handled chipped in the most when it came to bill payments.
On realization that things were changing the professor had suggested that the girls get into good colleges after high school. Blossom was excited the most about this, she loved learning and excelled at it though she had to admit it was very very expensive. She had gotten a scholarship and chosen general management and got admission to specialize in marketing since the professor realized she had a thing for it.
Bubbles was also excited about college and especially the college experience since she was the social butterfly of the three, she wanted to work with kids and be kindergarten teacher, just like Ms. Keane was.
Buttercup didn't care much for college but because of the change, she wanted something that best fit herself, so when the professor gave her a brochure on types of engineering, she was convinced to give it her all. Automobile engineering had intrigued her the most.
College was a fun experience, the workload, parties, friendships, the part time jobs it was different adventure, preparing them for the world of work, as a regular citizen.
After graduation was it. That big red sign in front of your face that read: Welcome To Adulthood.
What it really should've read was: Survival of The Fittest.
Jobs were hard to come by for skill source, you were either too qualified, underqualified, lacked experience or weren't compatible for the job set.
Sighing, Blossom put on her clothes. She didn't plan on making a fashion statement so she put her hair up in a half pony, applied some lipgloss and picked up her pink purse with her important documents and left her room to make breakfast.
Walking down the cream-colored hallway, Bubbles light blue room door was open, revealing the curvy blue eyed blonde in a towel searching through her closet.
"Good Morning, Bubbles," Blossom politely greeted her sister.
"Good Morning, Blossom," Bubbles bubbly greeted her sister who gave her a smile before disappearing down the hall.
Bubbles Utonium was a twenty-two year old Kindergarten teacher at Pokey Oaks Kindergarten. After graduating from the University of Townsville with a bachelors degree in childhood education, she received an opportunity from her old teacher Ms. Keane to work alongside her as an assistant.
As a result, all her learnings of children and their behaviour patterns were put to good use, using her bubbly personality to connect and form bonds with the children so they could excel. Now that ms. Keane was at retirement age, Bubbles took over as the main teacher. To think she was the one teaching and not Blossom, who everyone thought was more likely to take on a teaching role. It sure was sign of much maturity from her past childish mannered self.
Bubbles pulled out a baby blue dress and a pair of beige heels from her closet. Being a kindergarten teacher didn't mean that her wardrobe had to be a bland one, the new generation was one of style plus she had a reputation of being the cutest one after all.
Content at her choice, she went over to her makeup section of the room to get ready. There was a new student coming in today, a Jojo to be specific and Bubbles wanted to make a good impression on the parents given their status. Of all people the Jojo brothers, popularly known as The RowdyRuff boys, were the most successful trio of siblings in townsville along with their formerly villainous father, Mojo Jojo.
While her and her sisters had to approach life with a fresh start, the boys already had a head start with Mojo's overly large brain that was finally put to use to develop Townsville instead of destroying it. It was almost bittersweet.
In grade school, the boys were absolute jerks to the puffs, with the exception of some civil moments from Boomer. In middle school the boys were still jerks, popular jerks in fact, almost every girl wanted to associate with them, crushed on them and dropped activities to flock behind them. In highschool was when the boys actually developed a stronger sense of cordiality, somewhat getting along with the puffs for existing sakes despite their popularity.
Bubbles applied a light pink lipstick, smacking her lips together in the mirror.
Boomer was the friendliest rowdyruff of the three, they got along despite the envious girls that glared lasers into her back. Boomer also got along with both Blossom and Buttercup, who also declared him as the friendliest rowdyruff, he was still rowdy though, guess some habits were hard to break, it did add umph to his attraction level though, in Bubbles opinion.
Butch was still as rude and disrespectful as she could remember but the guy was a powerhouse at sports, Buttercup absolutely hated him for stealing all the thunder from her fanbase, though the two brunettes had their moments of friendliness towards each other, being the best athletes in the school.
Otherwise, Butch was the second friendliest- you know what scratch that, he was incredibly taunting, arrogant and a jerk but….he was a good person at heart. It was a really weird, almost a bipolar thing to describe but Bubbles and Blossom didn't have the hardest time with him.
Then there was Brick, the leader. Oh he was the hardest rowdyruff to be civil with, hanging on strongly to the past.
Bubbles shook her head at the memories.
Brick avoided any unnecessary contact with a powerpuff girl and was rather cold to them, earning hostile reactions from Buttercup and uneasy but angry ones from Blossom, the most level headed of the three. There were moments when they had to be paired together for projects or team activities, only then would Brick display excellent sportsmanship and leadership skills that even made Blossom's jaw drop from shock.
Blossom tried to have a friendship with Brick but they were mostly on thin ice with each other, sometimes he was civil but most of the time he was a jerk to her. Yet somehow, Brick was the most popular rowdyruff boy in the school, he was not only dominating his academics but was also good at sports and volunteered in fund raising activities for the school and charities.
To think the arguably most evil rowdyruff boy that cared nothing more for destruction, actually grew to give a fuck about Townsville.
Shaking her head once more, Bubbles put on her clothes. She'd leave her hair down today, the forecast announced that it wouldn't be as much wind.
She had to wonder which one of them actually reproduced so early in life. If Bubbles had to put money on it, she'd choose Butch. He was the most notorious playboy in high school and then in college, his name was popular amongst the girls and he didn't even physically go to the school, not counting dorm parties.
Lightly giggling at the rowdy party memories, Bubbles slipped on her shoes, picked up her black purse and baby blue bag with her work necessities and left her room in time to see Buttercup walking down the hallway. She wore her black coverall uniform with the gold Morbucks logo and black work boots.
"Good Morning, Buttercup," Bubbles bubbly greeted her sister who lightly turned back to look at her.
"Morning, Bubs," she yawned out and turned her head back.
Buttercup Utonium was the most successful powerpuff of the three at their age. Her degree in mechanical engineering and certifications in car care technicianing, landed her a job at the best automotive organization in Townsville: Mechanix. Though it was owned by the Morbucks, she surprisingly didn't get a hard time, then again it was probably because Princess Morbucks had no direct contact with her or this part of the company for that manner.
She didn't even know that the brat had an older brother, well half brother. Prince Morbucks was a very headstrong, determined, attractive and courageous man that seemed to be the heir to a larger chunk of the Morbucks inheritance than Princess did, which might explain why the bitch was so infuritably persistent in joining things that appealed to her.
Buttercup wanted to scoff at her inner feminist, Princess Morbucks was the absolutely the last person on earth that she ever wanted to have sympathy for but in the working world, men are easily chosen over women, especially when it came to the powerful positions, regardless of their qualifications for successful output.
Prince however, did not display the same spoiled nature as his younger sister which Buttercup was grateful for. The companies that Blossom had applied for were under Princesses leadership, therefore resulting in a biased rejection. She felt bad for Blossom but the girl was ambitious and very smart, someone was bound to give her a chance someday.
Until then, she and Bubbles didn't mind handling most of the bills. Blossom pulled everyone's weight in household chores and did the cooking, so it was like paying for a service. They moved out of the professor's house two years ago for a bit of independence but the man still chipped in and got them a house, which they were grateful for but demanded to furnish it on their own.
The former green and blue powerpuff made their way down the stairs and into the kitchen at the smell of food.
At the stove, Blossom lifted the last omelette from the pan onto a plate then turned off the burner. She made a simple breakfast of two vegetarian omelettes and a salad with strawberries for her and Bubbles since they were vegetarians and a pepperoni omelette and bacon for Buttercup.
Blossom set the three plates on a tray then went over to the refrigerator for the bottle of orange juice. She had to go grocery shopping today, it was much cheaper being a vegetarian than an omnivore so they didn't have the most costly food bill which was decent for Blossom to cover on her own.
Blossom placed three glasses on a separate tray, then filled them with juice, returning the bottle to the took both trays in hand and made her way over to the kitchen table were both of her sisters sat, dressed for work.
"Good morning, Buttercup," Blossom greeted her sister who had already stuffed some bacon in her mouth.
She lightly giggled at her brunette sister giving her wave at her mouth being too full to speak then took a bite out of her omelette.
Bubbles smiled at partook in her breakfast. Her and Buttercup had work for 8:00 a.m sharp but she knew that Blossom had landed an interview with the Jojo's. It took a lot of convincing to get the redhead to apply for it, specifically because it was a position to be the Brick Jojo's personal assistant.
It sounded scary but it was a well paying job and Blossom had the qualifications for it, just to land the interview in the first place meant that Brick was being fair. Blossom just needed to use her confidence to obtain it. The boost of income in the household meant that Bubbles could some have extra cash outside from bill payments, it would give Buttercup more freedom with her money as well, after all they work hard for it.
"So sis, are you nervous for your interview today?" Bubbles friendly said to her redhead sister to engage in some conversation at the table.
Buttercup looked at Blossom at that, knowing that her sister was about to step into rowdyruff territory.
Blossom sighed, "A little, Brick is Brick after all," she confessed, taking a sip of her orange juice.
Buttercup rolled her eyes, "That jerk has always had a stick up his ass, don't let him intimidate you, Bloss,you got this!" she said to give her sister a boost of encouragement.
"That's right!" Bubbles chirped out in agreement.
Blossom gave her sisters a small smile for their support, "Thanks girls, i'll do my best to land this one," she friendly said to her sisters who gave her a smile of encouragement.
"You have a new student coming in today, right Bubbles?" She said to continue conversation at the table.
Bubbles looked a bit visibly nervous, "Um.. yeah, it's a girl and.. Um...well," she started stuttering all of sudden.
Buttercup rose a brow at her sisters change of confidence, "Spit it out, already," she lightly complained in curiosity.
Blossom gave Bubbles an encouraging look and the blue puff took a breath of encouragement, "She's a jojo," she announced, watching as both Blossom and Buttercup gasped in surprise.
"No way!" Buttercup exclaimed in shock.
Bubbles shook her head, "Waaaaayyyyyy!" she responded.
"Which rowdyruff?" Blossom asked in anticipation.
Bubbles shrugged, "I wasn't informed," she politely answered.
"I bet it's Butch's," Buttercup joked out and Bubbles giggled.
"He was my bet too!" she chirped out, feeling the butterflies in her stomach simmering down.
"Could be Boomer's as well, his fangirls were abnormally possessive," Blossom chimed in.
"So were Brick's," Buttercup commented.
"That's true," Blossom chirped out. They were quite an obstacle in attempting a friendship with the red rowdyruff leader.
"Well however her father is, let's hope for my sake that she's a sweet little girl," Bubbles chirped out and they both placed a hand of support over Bubbles hand.
"Good luck, sis!" they cheered in unison and Bubbles smiled at her sisters.
"So how old is she?" Blossom asked watching the time on the big clock.
"She's five," Bubbles announced, dropping her sister's jaws again.
"Seriously girls, flies can choke you to death you know?" Bubbles joked out.
"Wait wait wait wait, are you sure this kid is from the boys?" Blossom questioned in some shock.
"Well considering that beastality isn't illegal in this state…..." Buttercup snickered out, making her sisters crack up.
"Monkeys can't get humans pregnant though!" she chirped out then suddenly looked conflicted in thought.
"They can't…..right Blossom?" Bubbles worriedly asked her sister, hoping to not get a half monkey child with a tail in her classroom.
"They can't Bubbles," Blossom humorously informed, watching as her blonde sister released a breath of relief. Buttercup snickered at that.
"Still…, this means that one of them had to be at least seventeen when they got a girl pregnant, it's kind of irresponsible," Blossom had to comment, not really wanting to sound judgemental.
Buttercup nodded her head in agreement, "He should've wrapped it up," she chimed in.
Bubbles, not really wanting to judge whoever it was decided to chime in, "Well things happen and children are innocent despite who their parents are," she spoke and her sisters nodded in agreement to her words.
Looking up at the time that read 7:30, the trio of sisters quickly finished up their breakfast.
Meanwhile…
At a suburbian looking house, a redhead little girl with red eyes sat patiently on the couch of the living room with a red ironman themed backpack next to her. She wore a white button up shirt with a red, black and white plaid, pleated skirt, white high socks and black mary janes on her feet. Her shoulder length hair was cute done into two low pigtails with red bows at each end.
"You excited for your first day for school, Bon Bon?" she heard her father's voice say.
"Yes, daddy!" she happily exclaimed in response, seeing him in his work attire of a black jacket, white shirt, red tie and black dress pants.
Chuckling, he cutely patted his daughter's head, "Good, let's go," he said, extending a hand for Bonnie to hold onto.
Smiling, Bonnie hopped off the couch and held her dad's hand to go to school together. He didn't take her to school often, so she highly cherished the times when he did.
Brick Jojo pulled out the keys to his red Lamborghini, walking outside with his five-year-old daughter.
He locked the door then lifted Bonnie onto him, earning a cute giggle from his favorite girl in the world, lightly placing her into the passenger's seat, securing the seatbelt.
Hopping in himself, Brick started the ignition, letting it run for a few seconds before taking off down the street.
"Think you'll make a lot of new friends today, Bon Bon?" Brick friendly asked his daughter that happily looked at him.
"Maybe!" she cutely responded.
"Aw, why maybe?" he friendly asked her.
"Uncle Boomer and uncle Butch are my friends! I don't really need any more," she smartly responded in a cute manner, earning a laugh from Brick.
"Don't you want friends your age Bon Bon?" Brick humorously asked Bonnie, chuckling at hearing her release an annoyed sigh.
"I guess I could make a few," she lazily responded, averting her eyes to the window, watching as they drove past everything.
Brick smirked, "That's my girl," he commented, putting a small smile on her face at his praising. Oh she was a daddy's girl alright.
"Hey guess what," Brick started to say, making Bonnie look at him in anticipation.
"There's a present for you in the glove compartment, go check," he chirped out and Bonnie's eyes lit up.
Excited, she reached forward and opened the compartment to reveal something gift wrapped. Smiling brightly, Bonnie took the soft feeling gift, quickly closing back the compartment and neatly took the wrapping off.
Brick chuckled at that, as much as she took after him, she was still somewhat prim and proper. Must be a girl thing.
"Eeee!" Bonnie joyfully exclaimed. Her gift was an Elmo animal from Sesame Street, she loved that show.
"I guess that means you like it," Brick joked out.
"I LOVE IT!" Bonnie exclaimed, bursting with joy, "THANK YOU DADDY!"
"Your welcome, baby girl," he friendly said to his daughter, pulling up in front of Pokey Oaks Kindergarten. It was the most reputable kindergarten in Townsville and his daughter deserved nothing short of the best, though she did academically surpass this level, Brick wanted her to have a normal childhood. He didn't even go to kindergarten at her age but she was his legacy.
Brick exited the vehicle, swiftly getting to his daughter's side and opened the door, unfastening her seatbelt while she cutely giggled. He was always protective of Bonnie, it made her feel special after all she was his favorite girl.
Brick scooped Bonnie up his arms and carried her to up the building door. He squatted to set her down but Bonnie wrapped her arms her father's neck.
"Bonnie…." Brick lightly said to his daughter, fully aware of what she was doing.
Bonnie looked at him with sad eyes and Brick sighed.
"I thought you were excited for your first day of school?" he gently asked her, watching her sad face.
"I am….but….can't you stay with me, dad?" Bonnie sadly tried to bargain.
"Daddy has to go to work, baby girl," Brick gently explained.
She frowned, "You're always at work!" Bonnie sadly complained. Tears were forming in her eyes.
Brick sighed, "Daddy has important stuff to do for Grandpa Mojo, remember?" he gently said to her, watching as she lowered her head.
"I remember," Bonnie sadly answered, releasing her father's neck.
Lightly sighing Brick didn't release her yet. Parental attachment was normal for her age but there was also the fact that he wasn't spending as much time as he should be with Bonnie. That was one of the downsides to being a young single dad but he had full custody of his daughter and that was never going to change, not with her sleazy bitch of a mother.
"Hey," Brick said to get Bonnie's attention.
When their eyes met, Brick hugged his daughter, placing a kiss on her forehead, knowing that it would generate a smile from Bonnie.
And it did, because Bonnie's arms wrapped around Brick's neck again, tighter this time.
"Bon Bon" Brick gently said her name.
"Yes, Daddy?" she softly responded.
"Have a great first day of school, ok?" he gently said to her again.
Bonnie took a few seconds before responding, "Will you please pick me up after school today?" she softly asked her father, hoping that he would instead of the nanny.
"Sure, baby girl," he friendly responded, feeling Bonnie hug his neck even tighter.
"Do you promise?" she asked her father. He never broke his promises to her.
"I promise, Bonnie, i'll pick you up after school today," Brick reassured his daughter that finally let him go to stand on the ground.
"I love you, dad," she chirped out, clutching her new elmo doll.
"I love you too, BonBon," she friendly spoke to her and stood up to knock on the door at seeing his daughter's smile.
It didn't take too long for the door to open, revealing none other than a freaking powerpuff, a powerpuff was going to teach his daughter and the blonde one to be specific. That was just great, fucking fantastic!
Bubbles lips parted in shock at the sight before her. Her new student…..was Brick Jojo's daughter. To think that he seemed to be the responsible one of the three, good thing she didn't place an actual bet on Butch.
As usual, he looked cold and scary. That stoic expression that she remembered throughout all her school years still decorated his face.
Resisting the urge to roll his eyes at the blonde puff, Brick used his professionalism, "Good Morning, Miss Utonium, I leave my daughter in your care," he spoke then turned his gaze to Bonnie who was observing the faces of the two adults.
"Be a good girl Bon, my number is on speed dial, call me if anything, ok?" he friendly spoke to his daughter, shocking Bubbles even more.
"I will, dad," Bonnie chirped out and Brick smiled at her.
Lost for words but not wanting to appear dumb, Bubbles spoke, "Um...where are my manners….Good Morning Mr. Jojo, Good Morning Bonnie, I'm Bubbles! Welcome to Pokey Oaks Kindergarten! I promise that you'll have the most fun learning experience!" she managed to chirp out in her bubbly form.
Bonnie simply glanced at Bubbles then, looked back up at her father, who smirked in response.
"Be nice, kiddo, i'll see you after school," Brick friendly said to Bonnie, holding out a fist for her to bump.
Smiling, Bonnie fist bumped her dad and sweetly looked up Bubbles who seemed a bit off despite her outer bubbly looking demeanor.
Shaking off her nervousness, Bubbles extended a hand to Brick for a handshake.
"Your daughter is in good hands, sir!" she chirped out, trying to be confident under his piercing gaze.
"She better be," Brick thought but chose a less threatening response, " Thank you, Miss Utonium," he professionally said and hands with Bubbles.
He then turned to Bonnie and patted his daughters head before she walked inside the classroom of bra-! Kids.
"Class we have a new student joining us today, please welcome, Bonnie!" Bubbled chirped out to her students.
"Hi Bonnie!" the students greeted her and Bonnie did a cute curtsey. "Hi!" she chirped out in response and Bubbles smiled at her, maybe this wouldn't be so bad.
"Bonnie, you take that empty seat right next to Sara, Sara please raise your hand so Bonnie can find you," Bubbles sweetly spoke.
"Sure, Miss Bubbles! I'm right here, Bonnie!" the blonde girl named Sara cutely chirped out.
Brick waited at the door until Bonnie was seated before moving an inch. Bonnie waved at her father who waved back before disappearing from the doorframe.
Releasing a breath she didn't know she was holding, Bubbles closed the classroom door to begin her session.
The students listened as Bubbles went on explaining the class rules since Bonnie was new. The red eyed little girl tried her best to not look bored at her surroundings, if only this town was more flexible with their education system, she could've been at the end of grade school by now. Her parents and grandfather were all highly intelligent people, it was only common sense that she would be smart as well.
Though, Bonnie had to admit, despite being smart her mother wasn't too responsible of a person in terms of her personal life but like she was often told, it wasn't any of a child's business.
Sighing, Bonnie took out her red Iphone and texted her uncle Boomer, ignoring Bubbles completely, not caring if it seemed rude or not.
Meanwhile…..
A stoic faced Brick drove on the route to work. Jojo Incorporated was a collision of different businesses into one. The twenty-two year old male was the general manager of the human resource firm, marketing firm and financial services firm, taking on the most workload as foreseen by his father, Mojo Jojo that always had high expectations of him.
Brick was the leader of the rowdyruff boys and Mojo's most reliable son when it came to plan developments and executions, thus giving him the most workload of the three, knowing that he versatile enough to handle them.
He was highly intelligent, headstrong and a force to reckoned with in the world of business. He made people think twice about even attempting to scam Jojo Incorporated. The last thing anyone wanted was to see him angry...well maybe not everyone. His child's mother and ex-girlfriend, Berserk, loved nothing more than to get under his skin for entertainment.
Since she was the mother of his child, he refrained from putting his hands on her when she picked fights with him but god dammit it was hard. Berserk may have one of his biggest regrets in life but Bonnie wasn't. He loved his daughter from since the day she was born and did a paternity test to ensure that she was his and she was.
Bonnie looked like Brick and acted like him too, melting his stone cold exterior. Bonnie also having powers was a plus, Brick didn't have to worry too hard for her safety, she knew how to defend herself if he or his brothers, or even if her slutbag mother wasn't around.
Mojo wasn't the happiest at Bonnie's existence into in the world but he was still a good grandfather to her, with him being the reason why Bonnie was as smart as she was for a five year old. He nerdified the poor kid before her time. Then HIM, was the reason why Bonnie knew how to fight as good as she could, giving the little girl practice simulations as if she was born to be a weapon. Brick was sure to keep an eye on the red lobster, unsure if the demon really had taken a step back from his evil ways to be civil.
Brick wanted his daughter to have a great life, as sappy as it sounded, he wanted to give her a bright future, one in which she could work hard if she wanted to or a life a comfortable luxury, as long as she was happy. That was all that mattered to him.
After a fifteen minute drive, Brick pulled into his reserved spot in car park of Jojo Incorporated, next to his brothers, though only they were empty.
Brick shook his head, Monday's never seemed to work well for Boomer and Butch. Then again, if he didn't have a daughter to prepare for school in the morning, Brick would've probably be tardy on Mondays too.
Shrugging at the thought, Brick reached for his briefcase on the back seat then exited his vehicle.
At a chirp of his keys, Boomer and Butch finally rolled into their respective parking spaces.
Now that, was unusual. Brick wondered if Mojo had to threaten them again to get two ruffs out bright and early today. Butch's vehicle had a fairly large dent on the front bumper though.
Being the good big brother that he was, Brick waited for Boomer and Butch to get out of their vehicles with briefcases of their own.
An aggressive looking Butch Jojo, exited his black Jaguar with his black briefcase. He wore a pistachio green dress shirt, a dark green tie and black dress pants. He often kept his black jacket in his office to not bother with throwing it on until he felt like. Like Brick, Butch was also a general manager, looking over the automobile sales and home renovation firms.
"Morning Bro, sup with your car?" Brick casually asked his brother.
"Some stupid bitch ran into me this morning!" Butch complained and Brick released an "ah" in response. It wasn't like he couldn't afford to fix it, the green rowdyruff was just highly possessive when it came to his vehicle.
"I hope you didn't threaten her, remember Mojo rinsed your ear out the last time you went too far," Boomer chimed in. He wore a baby blue dress shirt, a dark blue tie, black dress pants and dark blue dress shoes, his black jacket hung casually on his right arm. Boomer, like his brothers was a general manager for the Jojo restaurant and the technological advancements firm. Brick originally managed this firm but ever since Boomer took up computer science and fell in love with coding, Brick agreed to switch and take the marketing firm instead.
"Fuck that monkey! My baby needs servicing!" Butch exclaimed, earning a chuckle from his brothers.
"Just take it to Mechanix, you can actually use benefit from the Jojo-Morbucks business alliance, you know?" Brick casually spoke to his brother.
Butch rolled his eyes, he didn't trust the Morbucks family as far as he could throw them, and albeit, he could actually throw them very very far. But he knew that Brick didn't trust them either, it was just a matter of being cordial as the two most powerful organizations existing in Townsville.
"Whatever, i'll try em out at lunch," Butch scoffed out, adjusting his tie.
Brick turned to Boomer, "I pulled over to text," was all his blonde brother said, making the two rowdyruffs shake their heads.
"You really had to pull over just to text?" Butch somewhat complained, Boomer was the fastest ruff, he could send a fully loaded paragraph of text in less than a minute.
Boomer nodded, "It was important to me, so of course I wanted to take my time, oh by the way Brick, Bonnie wants the three of us to help her bake cookies later," he chirped out.
"Oh what type of cookies?" Butch chimed in, having a soft spot himself for his niece.
"Chocolate chip, " Boomer chirped out.
"Oh nice," Butch commented.
Brick glared at his brothers, "Boomer, I literally just dropped her off at school, why are you enabling her bad habits?"
Butch scoffed, "Says the one who got a five year old a cell just so she'd stop prank calling people on your work phone," he said calling his brother out his own habit enabling.
"Right?" Boomer humorously commented in agreement.
"I don't have time for this," Brick declared walking off without his good for nothing brothers that were cracking up in the short distance.
Ignoring them, Brick made his way into the building, heading straight into the elevator and set the floor to the sixth level. Unfortunately for him, he had another Utonium to face today and this time for the position of his personal assistant.
As much as he wanted to decline, his counterpart, Blossom Utonium, was the most qualified applicant yet for the position. Hopefully, she wouldn't waste his time or this opportunity with that smart ass mouth of hers.
DING!
Releasing an irritated sigh at his thoughts, Brick composed himself for a day of work, exiting the elevator with his usual stoic face expression, walking straight past the pink puff that was speaking and filling out a form by the brown haired, middle aged, general secretary on this level, Barbara.
"You're all set for your interview sweetie, have some more confidence, believe it or not Mr Brick is actually a very fair man, though he has his cold moments," Barbara informed the nervous looking pink eyed girl.
Blossom took a deep breath and exhaled to calm her pounding heart, "Thanks, Barbara," she thanked the friendly secretary.
"Good luck, sweetie, you're on in ten," Barbara informed, gesturing Blossom to have a seat.
Nodding, Blossom went over to the expensive looking chair benches and sat down. Hopefully Barbara was right, she needed this job to turn her life around. Now if only she could find a way to stay on Brick's good graces to not get rejected or if luck was on her side, not instantly fired when she actually got the job.
A/N: Hope you guys had an enjoyable read. Drop a review and let me know what you think, xoxo.
