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"Classified? What the fuck are you on about?" Butcher raises his voice on the phone with Raynor.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Cassius grits her teeth together staring a hole through Butcher.

"Goddamnit." Bellamy sighs.

"Vought are the ones that fucking created the cunt." Butcher snaps. "No hard proof?" He continues. "I fucking well rescued the proof from a basement. She's sitting on a bloody bog as we speak." Butcher jams his thumb towards the bathroom.

"Listen. Listen." M.M. eases, also on the phone as him and Butcher pass by each other, passing in the motel room. "Vought's manufacturing super villains. It's the story of the century."

Cassius sighs, leaning back onto her elbows on the bed. She could've made some calls, and her way would be far more fucking blunt... which is exactly why M.M. said no. 'You're not much a phone conversationalist, Cassius.' Mhmm, but she'd get the fucking job done, wouldn't she?

"Don't you want a fucking Pulitzer?" M.M. questions. He scoffs, pulling the phone away from his ear. "Well, fuck you, too, then."

"How'd that go?" Cass smirks up at him.

"You're not helping." He points to her.

"You wouldn't let me." She argues back. "But I must admit, towards the end you were really nailing it." She scrunches her nose sarcastically.

The door opens and closes quickly as Frenchie reenters, hood up, with candy from the vending machine, and tosses Bellamy a bag of peanut M&M's before going straight to the bed. Hughie glances up at him before looking back down at his phone.

"Oh, good God, will you give it a rest." Cassius sighs, peering over his arm. Hughie looks over his shoulder at her. "I was on this bed first and all your doing is wasting phone battery. She's not magically gonna appear out of the screen." Hughie might've liked it better when she was angry and silent. Now she's just irritated and vocal.

"Susan, come on." Butcher chuckles, passing by Bellamy as he pops a few candies in his mouth. "There must be something we can do here, yeah?" He waits a few beats. "Fugitives?" Cass and Bellamy both snap their heads towards him at the same time.

"Hello?" M.M. knocks on the bathroom door. "This isn't a day spa." He throws his hands out. "Other people got to use the facilities."

Cass leans her head back to look at him. "Get in line."

"I don't see you standing here." M.M. tells her. If he wasn't not least favorite person in the room right now... he'd have a knife in his shoulder... Kimiko's looking pretty good right about now...

"Look, I gave you the V." Butcher tells Raynor causing Frenchie to look up from his laptop and gains Hughie's attention too. "I gave you everything you asked for and more." M.M. turns around while Bellamy's look hardens. "I trusted you, and this is the fucking thanks I get."

Frenchie looks up at M.M. before turning to Bellamy who sneaks a quick glance at Cass who runs her tongue across her teeth, staring absentmindedly at the bed.

Trust gets you nowhere.

"Butcher, I will still protect your families." Raynor promises.

"Yeah, and keep your bleeding carer even safer." He claps back with. "Well, what about me and the Boys and our leading lady, then, eh?" He asks her. Cassius never minded being called the Boys, but when Frenchie suggested giving her a more respectful name like their 'leading lady' it stuck. Frenchie. Out of all people... and look at them now. Cassius won't even spare a glance in his direction.

Oh, how things change.

"You cut bait and run for your lives." Raynor tells him. "I'm sorry." Then the call goes dead.

Yet some things remain the same.

"Yeah, mm-hmm. Right. All right, then, love." Butcher carries on though Raynor's no longer on the other line before clicking it off. "Well, that's all under control, isn't it?" He turns to face the room.

"You're full of shit." Bellamy crosses his arms.

"Oh." Frenchie nods to him before swiveling his head to M.M. and Bellamy. "We need to split up."

"Mm-hmm." M.M. hums in agreement, giving Butcher a pointed look before nodding towards Bellamy then grabbing his suitcase, as does Frenchie.

"Oi, what the fuck are you doing?" Butcher stops them. "We ain't, we ain't done yet."

Cassius clears her throat, sliding off the side of the bed. Well, she's done with this shit.

"The hell we aint." M.M. drops his suitcase on the bed. "We got Vought, the Supes, and the Feds on our asses."

"Bell and I are going to Montreal." Frenchie turns to Butcher.

Bellamy gives him a quick nod before grabbing his bag.

"Yeah, and how you gonna get your crazy-ass girlfriend over the border?" M.M. asks Frenchie.

"His boyfriend is gonna help him." Cassius sneers. Bellamy ignores her.

"She has a name." Frenchie snips, mumbling something in French. "It's Kimiko. Okay?" He emphasizes. "Kimiko."

"Oi, listen. Shut your fucking traps." Butcher snaps. "We're on the verge of nailing these cunts. And you want to cut bait and run before we've played our final card."

"You sold all our fucking cards to Raynor." Bellamy spits out.

"Okay, what is it, man?" M.M. asks, defeatedly, throwing his hands up.

Butcher puts on his jacket. "Give us a couple hours. Yeah?"

"Us?" Bellamy slams his bag down.

"Hughie, Cassius, you're with me." Butcher says.

Cassius rears her head back. "Excuse me?"

"I didn't see you packing your bags with the rest of these cunts, now did I?" Butcher points out as Hughie slowly looks up at him. "Come on, son." Butcher claps, motioning his head. "Chop, chop."

"And why the hell should I go with you?" Cassius questions, the man's hail-mary must be a desperate play if he's taking her and Hughie.

Butcher tilts his head in her direction. "You're gonna want to, trust me."

Cassius scoffs out a laugh as Bellamy's jaw rocks forward and back. "I don't trust you as far as I can shoot." She tells him.

Butcher smiles. "And that's exactly why you should come."

She sighs through her nose, eyes traveling over to M.M. who raises his brows at her, as if to say she can't argue with that, while Bellamy's heated gaze seers into her side. Basing her decisions on how much they piss Bellamy off shouldn't be her goal... but oh did they make them that much sweeter.

"Hmm." She gives him a tight-lipped grin. "You know what, why the hell not?" She shrugs. "This stuffy room is giving me a migraine."

"Atta girl." Butcher smirks as Bellamy stares a hole through his brother as they leave.

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Anddd, we're off!! Hello, hellooo & welcome back to Moronic Morosis!! In a timely manner/fashion at thattt lmaooo.

Today is a veryyy special day bc not only is it the 1 year anniversary of S4 of The Boys... it is the 1 year anniversary of Moronic Morosis!!! Can y'all actually believe it!! And I can proudly say that I updated this book consistently for a year! Some months may have only been once, but I updated this book at least once for an entire year & I am truly so proud of myself for that bc I can't say that for any of my other books except maybe one!! And I can't believe we're kicking off the final episode of S1 & Act 1 for the 1 year anniversary!!

Anywaysss, I hope y'all enjoyed this chapterrr!! I really thought Cass and M.M. going back and fourth was FUNNYYY asfff, it's giving found father-daughter bickering trope lmao & I love it!! I also just loved how Cass gave no fucks this chapter & Bellamy was so grumpy haha. Next chapterrr Cass, Butcher, & Hughie go to visit Graceee... so we'll have a family reunionnn!! (which is why Butcher wanted Cassius to go with him lmao & honestly Cass & Butcher might just be one of favs!!)

Y'all are also in for a treattt & being fed so good today bccc... there are new aesthetics added to the aesthetic chapter & more songs have been added to the playlisttt!! ;) Thank y'all so much for reading this book over the past year & y'all better buckle tf up... bc we're truly just getting started with it!! Thank y'all so much for the support & 5K+ readsss!!

Also happy Friday the 13th!! Which I think is the PERFECT day for The Boys anniversary & I love that it fell like that today haha. Anywaysss, I'm finally done yapping lmao, until next timeee, mwah!! <333