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"Hurry the hell up," the red leader spat impatiently, annoyance clear in his voice. Brick glared at her with piercing red eyes. The lady trembled as she hurriedly stuffed the money into a bag, not daring to meet his gaze. Her eyes were laced with fear as she thrust it at him. Sweat droplets were visible on her forehead.
"Take it!" she yelled, her voice wavering. "Take it and go!"
Brick scoffed and snatched it from the lady's quivering hands. He tucked his auburn hair behind his ears and turned around to face his brothers. "Come on morons, those bitches'll be here soon." Brick adjusted his red cap and flew out the door, leaving his red streak behind him. Butch and Boomer followed suit, bags of cash slung over their shoulders. Brick scanned his surroundings as him and his brothers made their way to their home in the forest. It wasn't long before he spotted the familiar streaks of pink, blue, and green fast approaching them. Brick held a hand up to signal to his brothers to stop. He smirked and cracked his knuckles. "They're here boys, get ready to kick some ass," he snickered, stopping in his place. Brick slung the bag over his shoulders and ran his fingers (A/N Yes, they have fingers now.) through his long red hair. The boys smirked as their rivals stopped in front of them. Three girls glowered at the boys with looks of pure hatred.
Blossom, the leader, clicked her tongue in disgust. Her pink eyes were laced with anger and her mouth twitched with annoyance. "Still robbing banks, huh?" She laughed mirthlessly. "I thought you boys grew out of that already." The blonde next to her giggled.
Brick was ready and eager to fight. "Let's skip the small talk, babe," Brick jeered. He threw his bag of cash at his blonde haired brother and grinned. "Fight me, Blossy." Blossom's eyes narrowed and he saw her body stiffen. He knew how much she hated being called that.
Blossom's eyes narrowed. "I told you not to call me that!" she hissed through gritted teeth. She threw herself at the red leader, landing a punch in his gut. The force knocked the wind out of his lungs as he was pushed back. In mere seconds the sky was a mess of red, green, and blue as the rival groups battled.
Boomer gripped Bubbles tightly, sending shock waves through her body. Bubbles shrieked as electricity coursed through her, making Boomer laugh sadistically. Bubbles bit her lip, nearly drawing blood as tears stung her eyes. She let out a shrill scream, making her voice hoarse and her throat sore. Boomer winced with pain, releasing Bubbles from his hold. She did not stop screaming. Boomer's head pounded as he pushed his palms against his ears, his teeth gritted in pain. Bubbles shut her eyes, sending a laser beam Boomer's way. He yelled as the laser made impact, sending him crashing to the ground. Butch watched his brother go down, glaring in disappointment.
"Fucking pussy!" Butch yelled angrily. "Lose to the blonde bitch, of-fucking-course!" Buttercup took this opportunity and landed a punch to his back. Butch grunted and swiveled around, punching her in the jaw. Buttercup didn't so much as flinch. She snarled and hit him twice in the gut. Butch struggled to dodge but was only met with a firm kick to the groin. Upon contact Butch let out a high face was as red as Brick's eyes and hot tears trickled down his face. Normally she would've hit him some more, but she was too busy choking back laughter.
Brick and Blossom were too busy trying to rip each other's throats out to notice this amusing event take place. Brick and Blossom easily deflected each other's hits, they were the leaders for a reason. Two minutes had passed and neither of them had landed a single hit. Growing impatient, Brick reached out and smacked Blossom's bottom, making her flinch for just a second. Brick smirked and threw a punch to her gut. Blossom grunted but did not falter; she kicked him with twice the force, which Brick dodged, making Blossom seethe with anger. Brick fired a laser beam, missing Blossom narrowly. She smiled slightly and let out a wave of ice breath, freezing Brick in ice. Blossom watched with a smug grin as the boy fell to the ground, encased in a shell of cold ice.
Brick shivered and rubbed his shoulders profusely, struggling to gain warmth. He was wrapped in a blanket and sat near the fire, but still felt a hint of Blossom's icy breath on his skin. Boomer sat hunched in a chair, his head in his hands as he groaned loudly. Butch laid face down in his bed, not making a sound.
The atmosphere was dismal from the recent defeat. Brick felt his face turn red with rage. "W-we ne-need to ge-get rid of-f those bi-bitches," Brick hissed through chattering teeth. Boomer lifted his head and looked at him with tired eyes and Butch shifted his position to face him.
"Do you know how many times we've tried?" Butch sighed. "No progress at all. We can't do anything to destroy them." He laid on his back. "Seems like those hoes don't have any weaknesses."
Brick stayed silent and wrapped the blanket tighter. He felt the blood rushing to his face. "We're the fu-fucking Rowdyruff b-boys," he muttered under his breath. "W-we can destroy them. Brick J-jojo never lo-loses." He clenched his fist, turning his knuckles white.
A long lull came over the conversation and for a while nobody spoke. Booker broke the silence. "We did come close once, though," he put in. "Remember that time when we were kids when Him brought us back to life?" Brick's eyes lit up at the memory.
There was another lull, giving Brick time to process the thought. "Yeah. Yeah you're right," Brick said in surprise. "Maybe you're not such a dumbass after all." Color returned to Brick's face. His teeth no longer chattered and he was feeling warmer already already. He tossed the blanket across the room and stood up straight, regaining strength. "We just... we just have to find their weakness!" he yelled. Brick felt ecstatic. "And I know exactly how to do it." Grinning mischievously. He turned around to his brothers. Brick tucked his hair behind his ears and smiled. "Tonight we go after blondie."
Butch blinked slowly, his face indifferent. "Whatever, man. My balls still hurt. I'm taking a damn nap." He grabbed a scruffy blanket from the ground and wrapped it around himself, facing the wall. Brick laughed devilishly over the sounds of Butch's gruff snores. Boomer stared straight ahead, wondering if Brick had gone mad.
Butch groaned as Boomer pulled at his blankets, exposing his body to the cold. "Wake up. Brick says it's time to go."
Butch grunted and elbowed Boomer in the elbow. "Tell him he can suck my dick," he snapped, roughly snatching his blanket back. He had three seconds of peace before he felt hot breath on his cheek.
"What was that, shithead?" Brick murmured in his ear. Butch laid dormant under the blankets for a couple seconds before he finally relented. He tossed the blanket to the side and sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing his eyes. With a yawn he stood up and faced his redheaded brother.
"Nothing. Now let's go," Butch said monotonously, staring back at his brother with indifference.
Brick humphed and started out the door, Boomer and Butch behind him. The damp night air felt cool against their skin as they traversed through the town, hidden by the cover of the shadows and the night sky. Butch pierced the silence, "So where the hell are we going?" he asked. Brick hadn't really clarified what they were doing.
"I told you already, moron," Brick grunted. "We're going to capture blondie. You know, Bubbles, that pigtail girl."
Boomer still didn't understand. "For what?" Brick just grinned, not saying anything else. He ignored the two boys' questions, not even offering a sideways glance. The trio traveled the rest of the way in silence.
Soon the boys found themselves at the Powerpuff house. Not a single sound was heard except for the pounding of the boys' own hearts. The windows were completely dark and no light could be seen through them. The house seemed almost uninhabited.
Brick looked at his brothers and gestured at them to stay silent. "We can't let them know we took blondie, OK?," he whispered in a hushed voice. The two brothers nodded and followed after Brick. Brick silently flew up to the three windows on the front side of the house. He peeked in and spotted Bubbles sleeping soundly, her eyes shut tightly. Brick grinned and carefully entered through the open window, cautious not to touch anything. His brothers followed close behind. (A/N Now the girls are sixteen and have separated into their own beds but still share the same room.) The boys hovered around the bed where the blue teen slept. Blonde locks fell around her face and shoulders, perfectly framing her delicate face. Butch gingerly nestled his arms underneath her and slowly pulled her up off the bed. Bubbles did not stir as she was carried out the window and to the woods where the boys lived.
Boomer held the door open as Butch carried the still sleeping girl inside. He carefully laid her on the bed then stepped away. Butch and Boomer exchanged puzzled glances, still unaware of Brick's plan.
"So...um," Boomer began awkwardly. "What are we gonna do with her?" Nervousness laced his voice and he rocked back on his feet awkwardly.
Brick laughed. "Don't get excited, we're not gonna do anything. We just need her here." Boomer relaxed a little. Their redheaded brother turned to them. "Now," he said, "one of you start taking off her clothes."
Boomer's stomach sank and his eyes went wide.
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