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Luv You

Brick knocked on the door of the Utonium home. He'd gotten off from his architecture internship early today and had extra time on his hands. He honestly just believed his super forgot today was Valentine's Day and didn't get anything for his old lady. Brick had to laugh at that, because he certainly didn't forget. In fact, he preordered his gift and had it delivered to the Utonium home so as not to ruin the surprise. But that wasn't the only reason he was there.

The doorknob twisted before the door shook from someone trying to open it. Then there was a bit of scuffling that Brick had come all to familiar with and before he could shout the door came open with a cracking and splintering of the doorjamb.

"Oh damn it." He mumbled hoping that the little person at the door didn't hear his low utterance. About last month he dropped an F-bomb in front of Blossom, courtesy of his potty mouthed uncle. There was no sympathy from anyone, least of all his wife when he had his ass chewed out for that little stunt. Speaking of stunts, he looked say his toddler hanging from the doorknob with a large smile on his face.

"Daddy!" he shakily floated up into his dad's arms and hugged him tight. "You here."

"Yeah." He said stepping into the house and closing the door as best he could. His son's powers hadn't exactly come in all at one. His inner fire was there, but he'd thankfully had yet to make a spark. His flight was the most recent, all he managed was to float up to his parents' arms and shakily at best. His strength had just started to show after his second birthday and he had no idea of how to use that strength. The Utonium door was not the first that he's broken. "What have you been doing all day?"

"Make Vamtime's." he answered.

"Valentines? Who told you about Valentine's Day?" Brick asked as he walked into the kitchen and saw his package had been delivered. Blossom was going to love this.

"Pawpaw Toonum. I make Vamtime for ebeebody?" he told him.

"Everybody?" he asked.

Pushing his butt out, he made his daddy put him down and he ran to the dining room where he was working. "Ya, Pawpaw Toonum was hepping me."

"Yeah, where is the professor?" That man should know better than anyone that a superpowered toddler needed near constant super vision.

"Pawpaw Toonum in lab." He said as he climbed onto the seat and gathered his cards from the mess of arts and crafts on the table. "Vamtime for ebeebody. Here Daddy. You and Mommy."

Brick took the card that had a scribbling of him and Blossom on the front. He could tell the which one was him by the sideways tail that was supposed to be the bill of his hat coming from the side of his head. Blossom had a flower on her head. "Thank you, buddy. I love it. Mommy is going to love it to." Brick leaned over and pressed a kiss to his son's red head. "Who else did you make one for?"

"An Bubba. An Bucup. Unca Boo. Unca Butt." Brick still found it funny how his son pronounced his aunts' and uncles' names—particularly Butch. Unca Butt, would never get old. "Pawpaw Toonum. And Grampy Jojo."

Now that last one was a surprise to Brick. "You made a card for Grampy Jojo?"

"Uh-huh." The boy then pulled the card for Mojo out of the stack and held it to his daddy. The card was on purple construction paper with the young Ruff version of Mojo with large swirls that were supposed to be Mojo's helmet. Brick had to admit the smiling grumpy expression of Mojo was spot on.

"I found it!" The professor voice came into the room holding a bottle of glitter glue. "I think your aunts will really like this B—Brick! You're here early."

"Yeah, I am. Your grandson let me in." He said gesturing with his chin to the door.

Hearing that made the professor blanche as he went to the front of the house to inspect the damage himself. His groan of frustration was heard, and it pulled some laughter from Brick.

"You know better than to leave him by himself." Brick called out, before turning back to his son. "Are you ready to go home?"

"Ya Daddy." He got off the chair he was standing on and went to grab his things from the living room. Once he got his jacket and cap on, he grabbed his backpack and put his cards inside. "Can we go to Ans' and Uncas' house?"

Brick was carrying the white box in his hands as he looked to his son. "Not today. Your aunts and uncles have plans today."

"But…my vantimes." He said wilting a little at not getting the chance to see his family.

Not wanting his son to be too disappointed he quickly thought of an amendment to his previous statement. "You want to help me surprise Mommy?"

It was mostly the words "surprise" and "Mommy" that caught the Fireball's attention and he immediately perked up and nodded his head.

"I thought so. Say goodbye to the professor." Brick told him as the two made their way to the front door.

The professor shook his head at the sight of the door. The little Ruff hugged the leg of his grandfather. "Bye-bye, Pawpaw."

Petting his head, the professor sighed and kneeled so he could hug the little boy. "Bye-bye, Lump."

"Lump? What do?" he asked, knowing he was only called that when he did something wrong.

His grandfather then turned him to the door and showed him the damage. "Next time, let Pawpaw open the door. We don't know your strength yet."

Seeing the damage, the little boy pouted and then grabbed onto his daddy's pant leg. "Sowwy, Pawpaw."

"Why don't you give Pawpaw your Valentine before we go?" Brick suggested.

He shook his head in the negative, skin heating with his embarrassment. Brick made him look up with a hand to the top of his head. The stern look he was given made the little boy pout as he opened his bag and searched for the valentine he made. When he handed it to his pawpaw, he looked down and folded his arms over his backpack. The professor smiled and held the valentine to his heart. "Thank you. I love it. I also love you."

It was reluctant, but the little boy mumbled out "Luv you" before Brick ushered them to the car. Blossom convinced him to trade in his sports car for something more practical for their lifestyle and his work, so he now rode in a red GMC pickup. After setting Blossom's gift in the passenger seat, he turned to help his son into his booster in the second row. Once he was strapped in the two of them made their way across the city home. While looking out the window, the super toddler noticed the volcano tower. Reaching for his bag, he pulled out Mojo's valentine and looked up.

"Daddy, go see Grampy Jojo? I vamtime for him." He said while turning his eyes back to the volcano.

"I thought you wanted to help me with Mommy's surprise?" Brick asked hoping to distract him.

"Grampy Jojo busy too?"

"No…" Brick hesitated. While things weren't particularly better, they weren't worse either. Mojo slowly got used to the idea of having a grandson, but didn't make much of an effort to get to know him like the professor did. If he heard something about the youngest Rowdy Ruff Boy, he took interest but that was it. In fact, he only saw the boy a handful of times in the last two years.

"Then we go?" The boy asked hopefully.

Brick glanced in the rearview mirror at his son, whose innocent face knew nothing of the rough history between his parents and simian grandfather. He just knew he had a lot of people who loved him and was loved in return. Not wanting to disappoint his son a second time in one day, he make the quick decision to drive to the volcano tower. He just hoped he didn't regret it.

Mojo was tinkering with an old robot when he heard the doorbell ring. The screen dropped down and he saw his eldest son standing there looking anywhere but at the camera on his face. "I know you're home. Just open the door."

With a sigh, Mojo removed his googles and started to make his way toward the front door, wondering what Brick wanted. It was very rare that his eldest son came to see him for any reason, today's holiday not being reason enough. When the door opened, he was surprised to have a purple sheet of paper thrust into his face. "Happy Vamtime's Grampy Jojo."

"He really wanted to give it to you." Brick said as an explanation.

Mojo took the purple card and tried not to grimace at the grotesque scribbling that was meant to him. Still something must've shown on his face, because he heard the soft voice of his son's offspring asking him if he liked it.

"It's…unique." That was as polite as he could put it without hurting the boy's feeling.

Brick didn't say anything, but a thin trail of smoke left his nose. He knew Mojo well enough to know that he was snubbing his son's thoughtful and unconditionally given gift.

"I like it." He quickly said before turning to the miniature replica of Brick. "Thank you."

The boy beamed as he looked between his daddy and grampy.

"We've got to go now." Brick said picking up his son, so he could jump down the stairs of the tower. When his son started to protest he quickly reminded him of the surprise for Blossom.

"Okay. Bye-bye Grampy Jojo." He waved, before squealing with delight as he and Brick swiftly descended from the volcano tower.

Mojo waved belatedly and stepped back into his house. He glanced back at the card and opened it, only to be greeted with a large heart done in red and the words "Happy Vamtime's Day. Luv you Grampy Jojo." The former villain wasn't sure how to take these little gestures from his clueless grandson. It was so different from how he knew love to be. The professor grew to love him over time after having no choice but the take care of him. He and his sons just gradually fell into a comfortable family home resulting in the shared affection for each other. Neither one was the case for bright light of a child that was Brick's son. The boy simply cared for Mojo because Mojo was his family. In his mind there was no difference between him and the rest of his family, despite the obvious.

Looking over the card again, Mojo couldn't help the warmth that crept its way into his chest.

"I hope it's important, Brick." Boomer said from his side of the phone call. "I'm cooking dinner right now."

"Yeah, I'm kind of busy too." Butch said as the sounds of shuffling could be head from his end of the call.

"Unca Boo! Unca Butt! Happy Vamtime's Day! Luv you!" The toddler's voice said through the phone to his uncles who were rendered speechless.

Brick couldn't help but laugh at his brothers. "He made Valentines for everyone and was upset he couldn't come over to give them to you. I told him it was okay to call."

Boomer joined the laughter before responding in kind to his nephew. "Thank you, Ruff man. I love you too."

"I'll be sure to kiss Auntie Buttercup for you, little man." Butch answered from his end. "I'm sure she'll like it."

Brick scoffed. "You'd kiss your wife for less, Butt." Boomer laughed on his end. He too found it funny that their nephew's closest rendition of Butch's name was Butt. It was funny the first time he said it, and it was more than funny now.

"Butt, I may be, but you guys are the as—!"

"Butch!" Brick cut off knowing his son would definitely repeat the word at the least convenient time.

"A-holes. You guys are real a-holes." Butch amended his typically potty mouth tongue. "Tell the mama bear I said hi. I've got to get back to setting up."

"Where are you taking her this year?" Boomer asked.

"Greece." Butch said proudly. "We're going to fly first class tomorrow."

"Have fun." Boomer said right before their brother hung up. The two stayed silent on the phone before Boomer blew out a breath. "I can't believe they're still married."

"I can't believe you're still not." Brick commented.

"You're not either." His youngest brother retorted. "You live with her and have a child together, what's holding you back."

"When I do ask her, I want it to be without a doubt that it's because I love her not because we have a child together." Brick informed him, the same way he'd done the past two years. "Why haven't you asked Bubbles?"

"We don't even live together full time." Boomer said.

"She spends practically every night at your place, doesn't she?"

"Yeah—oh fuck!"

"Fudge! Fudge monkeys with sprinkles and ice cream!" Brick quickly said to coverup his brother's slip of the tongue. "Boomer!"

"Sorry, look, I got to go. This is a really delicate recipe I'm doing."

The phone ended and sighed. Out of all his brothers, Boomer was the one he never thought would be so afraid to commit. He wondered if their hiccup during freshman year had anything to do with their current reservations. For now he wouldn't think on it. Instead he was going to help his son help him prepare the surprise he had for Blossom.

A quiet bath, a hot meal, and maybe a movie with her boys was all Blossom wanted after today. As part of her study for her teacher's license, she was participating at a local elementary school. Funnily enough It was Pokey Oaks, her own elementary alma mater. Miss Keane had grown from being just a teacher to being a principal and was more than happy to help Blossom fulfil her dreams. While she could get her the work, it didn't necessarily mean it would be easy. Each week she spent time with a particular grade level and found herself having to make adjustments on the fly. No one grade was the same as she quickly learned. It was hard to manage her class to day when the teacher stepped out, as everyone was focused on the passing around of Valentine's cards and the like. Girls were gushing over which boys gave them which card, while the boys were bore worried about the candy they received. She certainly didn't remember her fourth grade years being like this.

As she walked up to her apartment she yawned and couldn't help but feel more tired than ever. When the door opened, she was met with a dark space that was light up by candles that her son lit up by rubbing his fingers together over the wick. Brick supervised by keeping a secure hand on the little Fireball. "Good job buddy."

He beamed before facing his Mommy and wiggling to get down. "Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!" Once he was set down, he ran with a suddenly burst of super speed into her legs, with enough force to almost knock her down. "Happy Vamtime's day." After the hug he stepped back and held up the card he made for both his parents. "Luv you, Mommy!"

The gesture was just so sweet that Blossom couldn't help but pick her son up and kiss him all over his face and neck, getting a handful of giggles in return. "You are the sweetest little boy in the world. I love you so much, baby."

"I helped Daddy." He announced happy to have made his mommy happy.

"Did you?"

"Uh-huh. I light candle. Keep teddy bear safe."

"Teddy bear?" Blossom looked over her baby's head to see Brick with a bear in his arms. A black bear with red blush in its cheeks and a red bowtie full of hearts and kisses. It was an adorable little thing, but what really caught her attention was the giant box on the table. "What's this?"

"Surprise." Her two-year-old said. "Daddy no show me. Say I tell Mommy."

Brick chuckled as his son proved his point be telling her, that even he didn't know what the surprise was. When Blossom was close enough, he took their son from her arms and watched as she began to unwrap the box. The silky red ribbon was pulled away and set aside before she eased the lid of the box. The first thing she registered was the smell. It was decadent and heady in its aroma and filled the whole room. Blossom inhaled the smell of roses deeply, savoring the scent. She then completely removed the lid and was graced with the sight of thirty-six pristinely kept red roses. On top of them was a single card with her name written on top. Plucking it front its place, Blossom flipped it open and read the note aloud.

We'll know when the time is right.

Pink eyes widened as they flicked up to red, silently asking the question she dare not voice aloud. When all Brick did was nod, she dropped the card and stepped around the table to crush him and their son in a hug. She then pulled back and kissed Brick deeply before hearing the protests of their toddler.

"Why you cry Mommy? You no like?" He asked suddenly worried that something was wrong.

"No, baby. Mommy likes it a lot. It's perfect."

Smiling a smile that he inherited from his father, he turned back to his Daddy with his chest puffed out. He was certainly pleased with himself for helping make Vamtime's Day a happy day. Afterward he gave his mommy the card he made and the three of them sat down for dinner. Once done, they watched a movie together, his Mommy falling asleep before anyone else. His Daddy fell asleep not soon after with the fireball between them. The happy family slept peacefully surrounded by love and with a promise for nothing but more of it to come.

My apologies my loves. I just looked over the chapter I posted and had to repost it do to the first half of it missing. The only reason I can think of as to why that happened is because I posted at three am and was half asleep. I'm so sorry for the inconvenience. I just really wanted to get the story out to you all on the day that I promised I would. Even still I love you all, and hope you liked this reedited glance into the future. Also, there was a bit of a clue to Baby Red's name in here. If you can guess that the clue, I' just might let you know what the baby's name is before his birth in the next chapter.

Until Next Time