"Unforgivable"

I will help you

This story follows "Uncomfortable" by Commander. Special Thanks to Commander for allowing me to write this sequel.

I don't own the Powerpuff girls or any related characters.

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"...anyways I'll see you tomorrow night, okay?"

It was a pleasant Saturday night as Bubbles and Boomer finished their nightly employment at the Sunset bar. "Alright, Bubbles, I wish you a good night."

The blue puff flew off to home, leaving Boomer in tranquility. "Ah! What a great day!" He thought, "The City of Townsville, is peaceful at night with no nocturnal villains (except myself) threatenting its hustling and bustling. Townsville night life is as bright as any other metropolises." Instead of flying, Boomer decided to walk home while enjoying the thousands of neon signs and flat-screen TV's that light up the night sky. Boomer mused himself in recalling how he ended up working with his enemy...

Five weeks ago, the Rowdyruff boys tried a heist on a jewelry store. On that unfortunate day, the Gangreen gang also planned a robbery in the exact same store. The two parties kept bickering over who should get what. Things went from bad to worst as the bickering turned into a heated battle. Then, when everyone was exhausted, in came the three super heroines. The Powerpuff Girls pounded them some more before carting them off to prison. As the jail-house was already full of criminals, the mayor commuted the Rowdyruff Boys' and Gangreen gangs' sentences to fifty days of community services. Brick got a job as a pencil pusher and Butch became the mayor's paperboy.

Meanwhile, Boomer got his job at the Sunset bar and jazz club. He worked as the bartender and occasionally unveiled his hidden talent at the occational but stunning flair bartending competitions (the entertainment in which barmen mix drinks using dazzling tricks). Saturday night-shifts became rather a retreat from daily pressures, and Boomer enjoyed his work especially with a cute blond waitress. One day, while he was mixing a drink for a customer when she tapped his shoulder. "'scuse me," she said, "I was wondering if you could get a dirty martini for me?"

"That voice... I know that voice!" Boomer looked at the girl, "What is your name?" The young lady giggled. "Don't tell me you don't recognize me," she said coyly.

Boomer took a closer look. "Wha– ? BUBBLES?!"

"Hi-ya, where's my martini?" For all his life, Boomer always saw Bubbles with her pigtails, but today, she had her hair down. "Hey dreamer boy," she waved her hand in front of his face, "come on I've got a waiting customer." She pointed to a tall man at the tables.

"S-s-sure, wait," Boomer clumsily shook the liquor shaker (that metal bottle-like thing that bartenders use to mix different drinks together). After ten tries, he finally achieved the right cocktail and gave it to Bubbles. "Thanks," she said after he put in two green olives, "Well, I will see you later. Oh, could you not tell anyone that I work here? I kinda like to keep my innocent disguise; this is our secret." " Ahh, okay." So with a wink and a grin, Bubbles trotted off towards the tall man at the tables, leaving Boomer in la-la land.

(End of flashback)...Ah the memories, Boomer closed his eyes. True to his promised, Boomer never told anyone the details about his or her employment, and gradually the pair became affectionately close. Boomer sighed, and continued his trot.

Suddenly, he heard the unmistakable sound of a Powerpuff girl. He glanced up at the sky ready for a fight, only to see two red streaks meeting midair, then fly off together.

Strange, Boomer thought, where is Brick going with Blossom? Something was wrong. Boomer followed them to a skyscraper, and he hid on another building. The Scene that unfolded filled him with absolute horror as the brother took advantage of the transfixed girl. This is Unforgivable! Boomer thought, but he wasn't so strong as to stop his brother. He hid behind the low wall hating himself every second for not being able to help her. He stuffed his fingers into his ears, trying to drown out the screaming moans, but it was futile as the cries echoed even in his head. After twenty, thirty, sixty minutes the ordeal was over, and the red brother flew away, leaving a lifeless Blossom on top of the tower.

"Oh dear!" Boomer hurried over to the tower to see a ghastly sight. Blossom was on the ground propped up against a wall,. She stared blankly up at the sky with clothes torn, groaning with pain.

Then her trance broke and she she saw Boomer. Her eyes grew wide with fear; Boomer had to comfort her somehow. He dropped to his knees as Blossom's face turned even paler. "No, no, comrade, don't worry, I won't hurt you. Comrade...comrade," As he repeated this word, he reached a hand to caress her face. Blossom eyes tensed with fear as he touched her, and then drooped after the tension was over. "I'll help you." Boomer assured, "What my brother did was unforgivable. Just relax and then I'll take you home."

Boomer used a torn cloth and wiped Blossom clean. Then he escorted her to her doorsteps. It was luckily that her sisters didn't see him.

"You stay safe okay? I'll look into this."

"I-I-I c-c-can't s-s-say any-th-th-thing. H-He'll k-k-kill y-you i-if h-he f-f-finds a-a-out!" Blossom stammered while shivering, "W-w-hy d-d-do y-you w-want t-t-to h-help m-me?"

"what are my reasons? Well Primo: No one should suffer as much as you have; secundo– well that's my secret." Boomer smiled comfortingly and winked. "Don't worry, If you don't say anything, then he'll never know; you don't have to tell me anything. It's all in the evidence."

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