This is my first fan fiction ever and I'm really excited to do it because I just love the power puff girls.
Disclaimer: I don't own the power puff girls no matter how awesome it would be if I did same for all the chapters of this that I publish
It took me sometime to register what was happening and even more time to react, but in the midst of it I realized what exactly was going on and knew I had to do something, anything. I clenched my fist up tight, feeling my nails dig into my hand and my brow furrow. I was glaring at him, then I was sneering at him, then my fist went back and… I kicked him between his legs. Over the years I've learned of something called the element of surprise, and it works because when your target is ready to block one thing they never think of the sneak up attack you're already setting into motion, and Butch was no exception.
He let go of my fist and pulled his knees together, turning red and crouching on the floor. He had a pained look on his face as he glared up at me. I had one hand on my mouth and the other on my stomach as I tried my best, though still unsuccessful (alright, I wasn't trying that hard) to hold in my laughter. I was turning bluish purple like Bubbles cashmere sweater and was on the floor laughing uncontrollably. One side of my bangs fell over my tightly closed eye while I laughed my ** off. My raven hair went to my upper back about and I had bangs in the front that were parted at the middle. I kept it pulled back behind my ears and bobby pinned in place if needed.
"Stop it buttercup." My sister, Blossom, said trying to keep the smirk off her face as she pulled me up by my gray hoodie with forest green stitching I had over a light green t- shirt. "At least try to show some class." I grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled myself up, trying not to pull on her hair that was falling over her shoulders as she bent down. These days Blossoms hair was down to her lower thigh and kept somewhat wavy. Her bangs were always perfectly straight and hung just over her eyes with some straight shoulder length hair framing her face. She usually didn't accessorize her hair with clips or bows anymore but she still did from time to time.
"I know I'm sorry, sort of." I let a small clipped giggle out and brushed off my dark washed jeans trying to get myself composed without any success. Blossom straightened her light pink long sleeved button up at the collar and pulled her red bow that was lopsidedly hanging around her neck because I had accidently pulled on one of the ends. She stood straight up, pulling up her plaid mini skirt that was mostly pink. Then she checked to make sure her stockings that had red bows at the top were still in place and properly stood in her favorite shiny black Maryjanes.
Even with Bubbles looking clueless into the scene, me making weird stifled laughs, and Blossom looking amused as ever though she was hypocritically telling me to stop my laughter. We all looked like the rich snobs from the Titanic movie compared to Butch and his idiotic brothers. Boomer was against the wall trying to stand through the loud half laughing and other half teasing he was doing. Only one of his eyes was visible because his blonde bangs hung over the other and his shaggy hair in the back was somewhat spiked, but not really because his hair wasn't overly short. It was layered and the longest parts were about to his mid neck. Brick was leaned over pointing at Butch laughing at his pain. At one point Brick even tried to get me to high five him for of causing his brother to look so stupid. Butch was still on the ground cuffing his nuts in pain after Buttercup had tried to circumcise him.
Bubbles, who seemed to finally understand what was going on, brushed a lock of shiny blond hair behind her ear. She had side parted feathered bangs that hung over one eye so that it wasn't visible and the rest of her hair was down to her lower back, in between wavy and straight. She was standing in front of them all with a serious face. Then she straightened her long bluish purple sweater that had sleeves that covered most of her hands and fingers. She had it on over a black button up so only the collar was visible over the top of the sweater. Her black booties heel clicked as she took a step forward. Nervously fingering her black lace leggings and otherwise looking as composed and mature as she could spoke up.
"So what are you three doing in my town in my school?"
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