She knew something was up. Boomer sat up with his knees bent up to his chest and his arms supporting his chin between them. His face missed her gentle touch already and knowing the next time she touched him there may be as a punch was making him doubt himself. He stared sternly ahead for a long time, thinking about what he was about to do. The notion had come hours ago and he was starting to see flaws in it, but it's core idea was unfortunately still sound. It was like having to tell her Buttercup had sucked him off while she was out fighting. He knew it would be heart-breaking, but at the same time he knew he couldn't keep it from her. The difference of course was that the idea of Buttercup sucking him off was not entirely unpleasant, whereas this was.<br/><br/>"Before I say this, I need to tell you that if you want to fight me, wait until we're outside. I've grown to like your room and I don't want it wrecked because of my mistake." He didn't look at her as he laid it all out for her. He couldn't make himself do it, unwilling to see tears or rage fill her soft, beautiful eyes. Maybe he thought if he didn't see it happen as he spoke, he could pretend he didn't cause them. The logic was flimsier than a wet cracker, but it was all he had. "I went to school today because I got a phone call this morning. Someone wanted me to go there, seek you out and try to be your friend. He figured if I could keep you hypnotized by love or something, you'd never want to do anything else.<br/><br/>"The guy who called me was Mojo Jojo. He wanted me and my brothers to be decoys so he could take over Townsville without you and your sisters stopping him." Boomer paused. There it was, out in the open for her to react how she would. All that was left was to try to keep the grave he'd dug for himself shallow. "When i saw you today, i admit i was willing to do it, but now...You've shown me something i've always wanted to see. Forgiveness, compassion. A Townsville where two former enemies can stop fighting and start again as something else. i don't want to hate you anymore, Bubbles. i can't stand thinking of you as my enemy. Thats why i tried to kiss you. Because i wanted to show you how i felt about you now." His head lowered into his arms and his eyelids sloped backward now. "If it matters, nothing i said was really lie and i quit the job as soon as you let me in here. Even if you can't forgive me, i won't give you to him. As long as i'm alive, whether you want me to or not, he can never have you." He concluded his confession, unaware of the fate he's just chosen for himself.