A/N

Jomo Momo is a female by the way. And, a human. Weird, I know. But, just bare with me XD

Sorry if the story seems rushed! Anyways, happy reading!

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Now that we've discussed the villainous trio of sisters, let's see the trio of superhero brothers. The RowdyRight Boys Z! Blake, Bash, and Breaker!

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In a house in the center of Viletown.)

With Blake...

As the alarm clock started ringing, it was quickly shut off. "Hah! I win this round Mr. Clockwork!" Blake announces triumphantly, pointing at his clock. With a proud smile--and some laughs--he proceeds with his daily routine. Putting on his bandana, he looks at the mirror. "Heh, cool as ever!" He smirks, making handguns at his reflection. Quite arrogant, for a hero. He glances at various posters on the wall. They were about famous superheroes. Some were a lone wolf, while others were team players. Of course, Blake prefers the team players.

"My little bros aren't gonna be up yet. Mom's probably still cooking. Might as well get some more practice in," he concludes looking at his punching bag.

Putting on his boxing gloves, he started practicing his combat skills. After about 15 minutes of non-stop punching, he decides to practice with his weapon. He holds out his hand, closes his eyes, and starts to focus intently--which is something he rarely does. After a few seconds, he felt something appear in his hand. He smiles victoriously as his weapon materialises in his palm: a black boomerang with red markings. He started throwing it a bit, perfecting his aim.

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With Bash...

Bash opens his navy blue eyes and stares at the ceiling. The blonde heaves a sigh of utter annoyance. His brother was practicing again. Unlike the Punks, the trio of brothers wasn't gifted with soundproof walls. So, Bash had to endure hearing his older brother proclaiming loudly, as if he defeated a villain. And, the sound of him throwing his boomerang; Which is actually noisier than most people assume. Knowing he won't get any quiet--thanks to a certain someone--he stood up and did his daily routine.

"Ugh, how can someone be this noisy so early in the morning?" He groans. He glances around. Maybe some light reading and music would distract him.

He had his own personal bookcase, filled with all sorts of genres and types of books. Putting on his earphones, he grabs a thick book with a light blue cover. He sat down comfortably on his armchair. Turning on the volume to drown out his annoying older brother, Bash turned his attention to his beloved books.

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With Breaker...

The sweet black haired male slowly opens his dark green eyes. Blinking them a few times to focus, the boy stood up and yawns adorably. What a cute child-like male, right? His name doesn't do him justice. Considering his name is Breaker. He heard a soft buzzing-like noise. His room was the farthest from the oldest brother. So if he was practicing, Breaker wouldn't hear it clearly. The second brother's room is almost always quiet. And, he's thankful for it!

"Hmm, big brother is practicing again..." he mumbles as he did his morning routine. "Well, might as well do some practice myself," he smiles softly. 'Or maybe I should help Mom...' the thought crossed his mind.

Glancing at the mirror, he gave his image a bashful smile. Breaker slowly opens his door, looking around. As always, his older brothers were in their rooms. He quietly made his way to find their mother. The kind genius Professor, Jomo Momo.