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"I tell you, I didn't think the kid had it fucking in him." Bellamy comments to Butcher as they scrape Translucent's guts off the floor.

Hughie enters the room with his bloody clothes in his hands, finished rinsing off.

"I'll take this." Frenchie appears behind the other two, taking the clothes with his gloved-hands. "Merci."

Frenchie grabs the blow torch causing Hughie to snap his gaze from the ceiling to him before he continues to look around at all the blood on the walls in horrored-awe.

Frenchie lights the clothes on fire in the trash can, nudging Bellamy in the back as he does.

"Hmm?" Bellamy looks over his shoulder, following Frenchie's gaze to Hughie. Bellamy sighs. "Ah, come on, you'll make yourself sick." He raises his brows with a sigh, going back to shoveling. "Again." He mutters.

"Sorry about all the—" Hughie points around to... well, everything.

"Oh, don't be stupid." Butcher cuts in. "You did us a favor." He bangs the brains off his shovel into the can.

Bellamy nods in agreement, deciding to take a little slack on Hughie because of it, for now.

"What are we gonna do with him?" Hughie asks slowly.

"Ah, we'll take care it." Butcher nods.

"The-the, uh, tracking chip." Hughie quickly thinks.

"Already disabled." Frenchie says. "Sit down and relax, Petit Hughie." He smiles, shoveling now.

Hughie stares off for a moment as the three continue to work, like nothing happened... like it was just another day for them.

It was.

He starts off towards the stairs when Butcher snaps his head up. "Oi, where you think you're going?"

"I'm going home. I need clothes." Hughie explains.

"Home?" Bellamy scoffs out a laugh.

"We'll get you clothes." Butcher nods as Frenchie looks at him and Bellamy with a humored expression, as if he can't believe what he's hearing.

"I want my clothes." Hughie tells him softly. "I'll be right back."

"You are, perhaps... in a state of shock, mon ami." Frenchie tries.

"Hughie, you just arse-bombed America's sweetheart. You can't just piss off." Butcher breaks it to him.

"Yeah, mate. You ain't going nowhere." Bellamy shakes his head. He wants to leave, now?

"I need to go home." Hughie repeats, his tone still airy and soft, as his eyes widen a bit.

Bellamy sighs, making eye contact with Frenchie. He was right. He is in a state of shock.

Butcher stares at him for a moment before looking to Frenchie with a subtle nod. "All right. Frenchie and Bellamy will go with you." He says, knowing the two are package deal— and that he had other's to visit with.

Besides, he knew Bellamy wouldn't object to getting away from him for a bit.

"Wait, what? No." Hughie jumps to decline as Frenchie leans his shovel against the wall.

Bellamy exhales. He doesn't want to be alone with Butcher, though he's not sure taking Hughie home would be any better. But he doesn't argue, not wanting to deal with his brother.

"Either they go with you, or I break your legs." Butcher states, giving him his harsh ultimatum.

Bellamy begrudgingly puts his shovel against the wall too, taking off his apron and gloves as Frenchie does too.

Frenchie nods to Hughie as he passes, grabbing his jacket he steps over to Butcher.

"Translucent's skin, it won't burn off." He tells Butcher. "Where you gonna stash it Homelander can't find it?"

Bellamy turns to him, waiting for an answer.

"Nowhere." Butcher replies with. "But we can slow the cunt down a bit." He smirks.

Frenchie rolls his head around into a nod, not liking that answer, he gives Butcher a salute, patting Bellamy on the back to leave.

"You have fun with that while we babysit." Bellamy curts, following Frenchie out.

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Butcher drags the bag of guts and gore, placing it in a metal case. Once that's out, he changes, and comes back down the stairs with two grenades, flicking the tops off, and throws them into the bloody kitchen before running back up stairs and getting the hell outta dodge...

Now onto business.

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Hughie unlocks the door to his apartment, stepping in he turns to Bellamy and Frenchie. "Just wait here, okay?"

Bellamy throws his head back as Frenchie takes a step back, pulling Bellamy with him.

Bellamy kicks his shoe against the floor as they wait. They hear Hughie yell at his dad, but Bellamy closes his eyes and blocks it out.

The door opens again a few seconds later and his eyes snap open to Hughie with a duffle bag, standing there awkwardly he shuts the door behind him.

"My father was bipolar." Frenchie tells him, having heard the argument.

That was one of things him and Bellamy shared, shit father's.

Frenchie sighs. "One night, when I was ten, he tried to smother me with a Hello Kitty duvet." He continues.

Bellamy tries to distract himself from listening, having a shit dad himself he found it more difficult to hear Frenchie tell this story. Though he's heard it before, once was quite enough for his level of comfortability.

Hughie looks at him funny with widened eyes as Frenchie nods before giving him a pat on the arm and takes off down the hall.

"You'll get use to it." Bellamy tells Hughie. Hughie blinks at him, not understanding. Bellamy chuckles. "Frenchie's stories." And with that he follows Frenchie, Hughie staring at both of them with furrowed brows before slowly trailing behind.

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Meanwhile, while Frenchie and Bellamy are taking care of what Butcher distracted them to do, he decided he would tackle the easiest person to recruit back off his list of the remaining two...

Which is why he finds himself in Mother's Milk's office at a boys detention center, trying to convince him to come back.

"It'll be different this go, all right?" Butcher swears. "None of that 'secrets and lies' bollocks. And that Mallory shit ain't gonna happen this time. I swear to God." He states strongly.

M.M. pauses for a moment in thought. "Are you bringing Frenchie and Bellamy back? Cause I can't work with those motherfuckers. One just gets the other riled up." He shakes his head. "And if you're thinking of even asking Cassius to come back—" M.M. scoffs, shaking his head. "You sure as hell better not bring your brother in."

"Frenchie and Bellamy?" Butcher inhales sharply. "No, I ain't seen 'em in years." He lies straight through his teeth, already.

M.M. exhales. "Good. Cause if you're even trying to get her to come back too..." He whistles. "You better keep Bellamy far away."

"M.M., you're the only bloke I can trust." Butcher says to him.

He chuckles. "Since when have you ever trusted anybody?"

Butcher flashes him his signature grin. "Oh, fuck." M.M. slams his pen into the holder with the others.

"Gotta step out and make a call first, then we'll be on our way." Butcher stands slowly.

M.M. tilts his head. "Ah, no. No, no, no." He shakes his head indefinitely. "Tell me you ain't dumb enough to fucking call her."

Butcher shrugs, smirk growing. "Won't know til we try it, will we?"

M.M. lets out another chuckle. "Oh, are you braver than me. She's gonna tell you to go so far to hell..."

"Got you packing up your things, didn't I?" Butcher asks him cheekily before pulling his phone out his jacket, stepping outside. He dials the number to the one person that is the longest of long shots for him—
even further down the list than Frenchie, Bellamy, and M.M.

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𝟶ʙᴜᴛᴛᴇʀʙɪsᴄᴜɪᴛ𝟽 sᴘᴇᴀᴋs!

Hey, heyyy <3333

HAPPY S4 FINALE OF THE BOYS!! Must I just say that was the most beautifully stressful mind-fuck-blowing episode ever!! WHAT AM I GONNA DO WITH MYSELF NOW?!?!? I need S5 ASAP!! I haven't been able to form any coherent thoughts or words since watching it omfg. Also, at one part I screamed so loud & jumped up & down & actually ran around in circles in my living room that I thought I was actually legit gonna give myself a heart attack...

ANYWAYS... I am now SO conflicted on what to do for Cass & Bell regarding a certain part of the finale... but that's not an issue for now lmao.

Hope y'all enjoyed this chapter!! Bit more Bellamy trauma for y'all, Bellamy & Frenchie being the best bfs ever as per usual... but most importantly... BUTCHER IS CALLING CASS & Y'ALL WILL FINALLY GET TO MEET HER IN THE NEXT CHAPTER!!! AHHHH!!

So, y'all just wait & stay tuned for next week cause just bc S4 is over now MORONIC MOROSIS THURDAY'S WILL CONTIUE <3

See you in the next part, mwauh!