Just Like Our Parents (PPGZ X RRBZ Kids)

Chapter 9 (Bartholomew & Bentley)

Bartholomew wasn't planning to fight his dad's old enemy, Fuzzy Lumpkins. It just kinda happened, and he hated every moment of it. He groaned as he held onto the tree, staring up towards the pink creature.

The guy just popped behind him, grabbing him by the shoulders and screamed 'Get off my property' then tossed Bartholomew into the tree. The blonde gulped as he looked up, then looked down seeing his knee was scraped.

"Oh come on! You ruined my perfect body!" Bartholomew yelled as he stood up.

"Bart!" Ethan, his best friend, called out.

Bartholomew sighed as he brushed off the dirt from his shoulders.

"This isn't even your property, this is a school." Bartholomew said as he narrowed his eyes towards him.

His pink hair was now streaked with gray. He had a shotgun behind his back, but Bartholomew heard him heavy breathing from a mile away. He had a pot belly, bigger than usual, and he gave him a wicked smile with crooked yellow teeth.

Bartholomew looked down at his shoes and he widened his eyes. That pink jerk made him drop his grilled cheese and fries. Bartholomew screamed, allowing it turn into a sonic scream, which sent Fuzzy Lumpkins back into the school wall.

He dropped to his knees and grabbed the sandwich before bring it to his face. Tears fell down, his stomach growled and he pouted. Standing up, he threw the grilled cheese towards Fuzzy then pushed back his hair. 

Bartholomew took off his jacket and tossed it behind him, allowing him to wear just a plain white shirt and his gym shorts. He opened his palm and allowed sand to blow form the ground and wrapped around Fuzzy.

Bartholomew cheered, since he found out that he could either move sand or air at his will. The blonde finally let go of the sand and flew up in the air, allowing Fuzzy to take shots towards him.

The blonde gasped as one hit his shoulder. He hissed and grabbed at it, tighten the grip so he wouldn't lose any blood. He stared towards the Fuzzy who was cheering, but he stopped. Bartholomew turned his head to the side, as Fuzzy eyes glossed over and he smiled.

"Yo! Are you okay man?" A laid back voice called out, Bartholomew looked down and saw a boy was standing there.

He flew down and raised his eyebrow towards him. Then he widened them as he stumbled back some, seeing they had the same face. The same miss-matched blue colored eyes, one dark other light, the same dimple on their left cheek. The only difference between them, was the boy had shaggy blonde hair, tied back with a tie-dye bandanna.

The boy was wearing a pair of dark blue swimming trunks, with a ripped up Superman tank-top, and a pair of brown sandals. Nothing matched, but he seemed to pull it off. Bartholomew forgot all about his wound, as he gulped and narrowed his eyes towards the other teenage boy.

They both stuck out their left hand, which made them both gasped. The two began to do the same movements, clapping at the same time, yelling, jumping, even do 360's spins. Finally they gave each other high fives, which made them both laugh.

"You have my face!" Bartholomew replied as the other laughed.

"No way! You have mine!" The blonde hair said as slapped his knee.

"We even got the same dimples!" They both said together.

"Oo, I like you." They said as they both crossed their arms over their chest.

"My name is Bentley." The shaggy hair boy said as he held out his fist, as Bartholomew smiled.

"Bartholomew, but most people just call me Bart." He said, then high fived his fist.