Alright, I want to start this off by saying: Yes, this is BC X Boom, BUT it will result in traditional pairings... Most likely. Second, I have an update for Anderson's and I will be changing the name to Anderson's Asylum. Third, My GTA stories will be put on hold for a long awhile, mostly to to lack of creative flow. And fourth, I;m sorry for taking FOREVER to come back into the Powerpuff girls side of things again! Hopefully I'll have more updates soon. New Year's resolution: Focus on two stories and regularly update, AT LEAST Bi-weekly, if not, weekly.

Oh, and the reason I chose this pairing, is because when I had this idea in my head, none of the other male characters seemed to fit the part other than soft old Boomer.! lol

Rated T for: Drug consumption, profanity, drug sale, and many more things I can't think of right now. Rating WILL change.

Hope you all enjoy :)

Buzz, buzz. Buzz, buzz. Buzz…

One tired green eye opened up as it searched for visual contact with the cell phone. A heavy yawn was let out as a slovenly hand patted around the cloud-like mattress in search for the sources of sleep deprivation. Upon holding it in her hand, she typed in the password and hissed as the bright light suddenly flashed her eyes. She sat up and rubbed her eye, then proceeded to check her new messages.

Haha. You thought 6:07 p.m.
That was from Mitch. She smirked and typed up a quick response:
No, I don't think, I know 11:33p.m

BC. Hit me up with Mary Jane's #b4 12 at Townsville park 7:40p.m.
Her eyes grew as she saw that the message that had interrupted her slumber was a follow up to this one.
BC b here soon 11:30p.m.
Just left c u in a bit 11:35p.m.

Her lips silently let out a chain of uninterrupted curses as she dug underneath her bed for the drug of choice. She typed in three different codes before the metal box actually opened, grabbed a bag and stuffed it in her jacket pocket. She then opened the compartment under her floorboards and hid the metal box once more.

Her eyes met with the clock and she panicked, slipping on a pair of pants and heading for her window. She used a rope ladder, which she had recently installed, to climb out of her bedroom. A couple weeks ago, she learned that the professor had invented a sensor that picked up on the wave of Chemical X that were put off when she, or her sisters, used her powers; so she had to be extra careful when sneaking out.

As soon as she stepped off her property, she flew in the direction of Townsville Park. It was a two minute flight, but those two minutes seemed to drag on that night almost as if she could feel that something was going to go wrong, but she let her naïve side take over and pushed away all those thoughts.

When she arrived at the park, she saw him sitting in the same spot where they always met, and let her lips draw a thin line. She used her heat sensors, and once she was positive that no one was around, she walked over to him, enjoying the small crunch that filled the autumn air when she stepped on the stray leaves. Autumn had always been her favorite season.

He stood up, letting his sunglass covered eyes casually drift around, to make sure no one was in sight, and walked over to her. "Let's take a seat, huh, B-Cup?"

She nodded and followed him to a wooden bench, not far from their normal meeting place. What's got you now?" She asked as she took his hand and slipped the bag into it. "Girlfriend break up with ya? Couldn't handle what Ace had to offer, eh?" She joked as she mocked him. He rolled his eyes and stuffed the bag in his pocket.

"Ya, you could say that. He replied, completely solemn as his hands dug around in his coat pocket for a ten. Once he found it, he stood up, flicked it in her general direction and stood up. "Nice seein' ya, toots." He muttered before walking off.

"Jerk." She whispered while she picked up the bill and stuffed it in her pocket. She sighed and pulled out her phone. Once her eyes adjusted to the screen, she saw that she had five missed calls and twenty texts, each and every one from Blossom telling her to hurry up and get home. She cursed loudly and took off toward her house, surprised to find a cop car in her driveway.

Buttercup landed gently next to the car and peeped in, sighing in relief when she saw no K-9 in sight. As well hidden as the stash was, those dogs could sniff out even the smallest trace over a mile away. After a few seconds, a high pitched beeping filled the home and her dad ran out, grabbed her and hugged her close.

"Sweetie, I was so worried! I heard some noise coming from your room and since I didn't hear the alarm I thought it was serious. Then when I couldn't find you, I nearly had a heart attack and called the cops. Thank god you're okay! I don't know what I would've done if something ever happened to you." His voice was hoarse and his breathing was stuffy, both indications that he had been crying. Buttercup felt terrible every time he cried and it was her fault, it felt like something was gnawing away at her stomach… maybe it was guilt, who knows?

"I'm fine, old man, I just needed some air!" She hissed as she pried herself from his grasp and went inside. It hurt her to act rude toward him, but she really needed to make sure that she wouldn't get busted.

Blue eyes met hers and she was taken aback once the youngest puff took her in a bear hug. "Buttercup! I'm so glad you're okay!" She wept into her sister's shoulder as she rubbed circles in her back for a few seconds.

"Where's Pinky?" She asked as her eyes darted toward the other blond figure that sat on her couch. Bubbles had been too busy crying to even acknowledge that she had been asked a question. Boomer sighed from his place on the couch and pointed at her room.

"They've been in your room for a while now." He mumbled as he crossed his arms over his chest and slumped down in the couch. Her eyes widened as she gently pushed Bubbles away from her and sped upstairs, leaving a trail of curse words with the two blues.

As Buttercup's shaky hand reached for the door a series of loud, angered barks, and deep sounding scratches echoed from behind the door, causing her to jump back a bit. She reached for the door once again and pulled it open, only to be tackled into the wooden handrails and onto the first floor by the officer's K-9. The dog barked and sniffed her face, ignoring her screams of annoyance, then growled lowly, leaving trails of drool all over her face and neck.

"Thanks, Bubbles." Buttercup huffed as she wiped the thin liquid from her face. Bubbles had recently developed a new power that allowed her to take over the minds of animals and calm them down for a while. She only nodded in response as the dog took a seat next to her on the empty couch.

"Here." Boomer said as he reached out to help Buttercup. She scowled at him and stood up herself.

"Keep your hands to yourself, Blondie." She seethed as she headed back upstairs. Upon reaching the top, she was met with an angry redhead and a pair of glowing, Chemical X canceling, handcuffs.

"Buttercup Utonium, you are under arrest for the possession, possible consumption, and possible wholesale of illegal drugs."