OKAY!

We're trying something new here fanboys and girls. The sequel I had planned was getting really grimdark, and quite frankly, that's just not PPG. And the Fic on it's own merits was ass cheeks anyway. So, I got a new plan ready? 3...2...1...

REVAMP!

Okay, so basically, I'm starting over. Before they get together, before pregnancy, before, The RRBs return. Hell for now, throw my entire back story out the window. Maybe I'll go back to that storyline one day. We'll see.

So, with out further ado, I present to you my ALL NEW STORY:

Perfect Match: Remix

Chapter 1

Sugar, Spice, and Red Hot Nights!

"Okay, you've had your fun. Now give me my panties back."

The green Powerpuff once again found herself doing some dumb shit that she knows she shouldn't be doing. But dammit if Butch couldn't make her think otherwise, if only for the moment.

But then he goes right back to being spectacular, she thought. Butch laid back in his bed, covers conspicuously raised just below his midsection.

"Do I look like I have your underwear?" he said, raising his hands. "You can check, I'm not wearing anything."

"Dammit Butch I know you hid it somewhere."

"Well, why don't you bounce around a bit and, you know, look for it." Buttercup looked at him with disdain. She almost regretted puberty. Mainly because of perverts like him.

That YOU can't resist, her conscious said to her.

"Yeah, yeah," she said inwardly, and began searching around the room, trying to be as un-fanservicy as possible, which is actually pretty difficult while completely naked. After a while she gave up, and just basically moved around the room like a stripper. At least Butch would have a hard on with no pussy to take care of it with. After she had turned every stone (or whatever was on that damn floor) and accidentally cleaned the entire room, she gave up completely. She turned back to him and said,

"Alright, you win. You can keep 'em, you fucking pervert. Did you just jerk off that entire time?" Butch discarded another piece of tissue paper and responded,

"What was I supposed to do? I knew you wouldn't give me no ass."

"Ugh." she walked to the right side of his bed to pick up her jeans, and as she did so, Butch smacked her bare rear-end. She let out as surprised yelp, the pounced on top of Butch and started pummeling him. She then stopped abruptly when she realized what Butch was doing with his hands. "You've been trying to get me back on top of you this whole time, haven't you?" Butch grinned devilishly, while toying with Buttercup's nether regions.

"Heh, heh, it obviously worked." Buttercup smiled,

"Fuck you."

"When?"

"Now." Buttercup gave in to Butch's embrace, and let him go balls deep for round 2. Give or take 247.

Across the city, Blossom was up late trying to complete a homework assignment that her Chemistry teacher assigned. It was rare for her to find any assignment difficult, but this was fucking hard. There was not one formula or equation that she knew by heart that could be used here. She kept her cool however. Only one more question to go and then she could sa-

"Were sorry, Microsoft Word has encountered a problem and needs to close. We're sorry for the inconvenience."

"FUUUUC K!"

Bubbles, snoring away in the adjacent room, was woken up by her sisters' sudden outburst. Bubbles was in her room in an instant.

"Blossom, what's wrong?" she asked, not knowing what's going on.

"This fucking computer just fucking shut down on me! I forgot to fucking save and this fucking AP Chem homework is fucking hard! Fuck this, I'm going to fucking go to bed!" Blossom said, removing her school clothes, which she hadn't bothered to take off.

"Gee, that was a lot of 'fucks' for someone who doesn't get any," Bubbles said, cranky after having been woken up like that.

"Hey, don't get like that with me Bubbles. I expect that kinda crap from Buttercup. Speaking of which, where the hell is she?"

"Probably out somewhere getting laid," Bubbles said.

"Hmph. Figures. She's a little whore, that one."

"Wow, really? That's how you really feel?" the girls turned to see Buttercup sitting in Blossom's window sill. "Just gonna talk behind my back like that? I should fuck you up." Buttercup yawned, then walked past them. "But I'm too tired for that. I'm going to bed."

"It's like, 5AM. You know that, right?" Blossom responded.

"Yeah, and?" Buttercup responded, not breaking her stride. Buttercup's head barely hit her pillow before the hotline rang.

"That pussy licking cocksucker! Keeps me up all night and doesn't even have the courtesy of NOT ROBBING A BANK? I'm gonna kick his ass."

"Buttercup, we have to-"

"I know, Blossom, I can hear it." The Powerpuff Girls mobilized, with Buttercup trailing behind. Sure enough, the Powerpuff girls arrived to the scene of the crime to see the Rowdyruff Boys strolling out of a jewelery store, bags of priceless gems (or at least, very expensive) in hand.

"Hey, assholes!" Blossom called out, causing the Boys to look up. Brick responded.

"Hey, if it isn't Leader Girl? What are you doing out so late? Isn't your curfew like, 4:30? PM(s), I mean."

"12:30 AM, dickhead. Put the bags down." Blossom said, sternly.

"Uh, no. Nope not gonna do that. Here's another suggestion: Why don't you turn a round and go home. And wiggle your ass while you're at it, I really need something to look at her, my eyes are sore."

"I'm giving you three seconds, and then I kick your ass."

"Just three? Aww, how am I gonna say my prayers?"

"One."

"C'mon ya gotta gimme more time then that."

"Two."

"No? You really want to do this?"

"Three."

"Whatever you say, sweetheart."

Blossom dive bombed him, but he nimbly dodged the strike, leaving the moneybags behind. He'll come back for 'em later.

Buttercup flew into the store to find Butch looting more stock.

"Really, asshole? Really?" she said, annoyed.

"What? What's good babe?" Butch responded, not even lookin up from his diamond-grabbing.

"No, no, don't call me babe. Why the hell are you robbing this store?"

"'Cause we like money. Heads up." Brick crashed through a window and landed next to Buttercup. He shoved her through a wall, then went after Blossom. "You okay, babe?" Butch said, walking up to her and offering a hand to help her up.

"Stop calling me that," she said, shoving him away.

"Oh, I see where this is going. You girls are really bipolar, you know that?" Buttercup threw the first punch, but Butch obviously anticipated it and blocked, then countered with a kick that sent her through fifteen buildings. Unfortunately, this caused her to be launched into Bubbles, knocking them both off balance.

"Ow, Buttercup!" Bubbles never got to finish whatever it was she was going to say, as both Butch and Boomer smashed into them, sandwiching the girls in between. They then struck with as series of punches and kicks made even more powerful because the girls were being knocked into each other off of every hit. The boys then drop kicked the girls into the ground, and went off to collect their money.

Bubbles and Buttercup picked them selves out of the rubble to see Blossom already face planted into the ground, with her skirt riding up over her head, giving the Boys a clear view of her underwear. Brick of course, took pictures with his iPhone.

"...Aaand Facebook. And Twitter. profile pic," he said as he took snapshots. Buttercup took Blossom out of the ground and straightened her up. The girls could only watch as the Boys made off with the loot.

"Have fun at school!" Boomer called out as he flew off.

"Should we chase 'em?" Bubbles asked.

"No point. They'd outrun us, even if we were in any shape to be fighting them right now." Blossom sighed and said, "C'mon girls, let's go home."

And that's just how things have been going, as the Boys and Girls grew up. Over time, the Boys stopped being overwhelmingly powerful compared to the girls, and their lack of discipline evened things out even further. That still didn't mean the Girls were at the top of the food chain, oh no. Obviously, the don't always win, and any disadvantage they have is always mercilessly exploited, such as, for example, the Girls having had little to know sleep whereas the Boys are all well rested. On the flip side, don't ever let a Rowdyruff get caught between two Powerpuff's, especially if neither one is his, more on that later. Also, when the Girls are well rested and coordinated, as well as when they opt to strike first (for shits and giggles of course) they are a force to be reckoned with. But wait, you ask. Why the hell did this chapter begin with Buttercup sleeping with Butch? It's simple my friend: morale. There is no force in this world strong enough to make a Powerpuff flinch. No human sized force, at any rate. Save for the Rowdyruffs. And vice-versa. You see, seeking each other for 'release', actually helps all parties involved have a clearer state of mind, as well as keeping things as a friendlies-with-benefits rivalry, and not becoming straight up mortal enemies. Because how could you hate something so good? Or bad? Or so good that it's so bad? Or so bad that it's so good? You know, speaking of so bad that it's so good...

"Prick."

"Pinky." Blossom was sitting in Brick's room window. She was looking up at the half-moon, planning her next moves carefully. She had to feel like she was in control. She had to BE in control.

"I will give you your congratulations. You managed to beat us out there. Excellent job, picking a time where we would normally be SLEEPING."

"You sister certainly wasn't sleeping. Kept me up all night with those screams." Brick closed the book he was reading and removed his reading glasses. "So, what brings you to my humble abode so late at night? You didn't just come here to chat, did you. Because I've got more pressing matters to attend to. I have to find somewhere to keep all of this merchandise for one. Plus, I was just reading this riveting tale of-"

Blossom was right next to him in an instant. In the back of her mind, she decreed that she would most definitely HAVE to figure out how he can toy with her mind like that.

How he can always remain in control.

But for right now...

"Listen, Brick. I've got class in 3 hours, I just had a very difficult project deleted off my computer, and to top it all off, I just got my ass kicked by my worst enemy. Obviously, I'm not having a very fantastic morning." She quickly changed her tone, and made her intentions VERY clear (although, to all those present, it was a forgone conclusion anyway). She touched the sides of his face gently and said, "So could you be a lamb and make it all better?" She added a puppy dog pout for effect.

"Alright, you harlot, you have successfully seduced me. How do you want it?"

"Missionary."

"I'm warning you: I'm heavy."

"Shut up." And after that, there was no more need for conversation. Blossom laid back onto the bed and lifted her skirt up, not even bothering to remove clothing. Wait, guess there is a need for dialogue. "No cum stains on my outfit!"

Brick's response was to ram her balls deep, which caused her to actually sit up and gasp in surprise. She seemed prepared to say something back, but Brick just pumped again. Blossom gave up mostly on trying to speak and just let the "big man" do his job. She did however, manage to grunt out "ass-ho-la" between thrusts. Brick did all the work on his own, supplying them both with intense pleasure. It's one thing Blossom liked about being a girl.

0% of the work, 100% of the benefits!

After about ten minutes Brick said,

"This- is where- we reach- a crossroads," between thrusts. "Cum in, cum out, or continue." He paused. "But I only have like five minutes left in me. Sorry if it's underwhelming for you." This was one thing Blossom found irresistible about him. Despite his arrogance, and ego, he is very modest and borderline insecure about his sexual prowess. Never mind the fact that Blossom came more than fifteen times in ten minutes. Of course, she would never let him know any of this.

"I'll cut you some slack this time. I took my birth control. Give it to me." Brick complied, and-simply put- fucked her harder and faster than before, and before long came inside her. There was a strategy in this. Doing this literally made Blossom happier. I'm serious. Look it up. So not only is the act a spirit raiser, but so is the end result. Blossom could already feel the endorphins uplifting her spirits. Blossom laid back and smiled.

"You know, they say red is the color of love," she said, allowing Brick to give her oral (because he still felt he was inadequate).

"Is that so? Do you believe it?" he said, with out missing a lick or twist.

"No, but this is a ver- convin- ohh oh!" Blossom unintentionally orgasm-ed rather immodestly, which also cued Brick in that he had done well. He sat up, wiped off his lip, walked over to his computer chair, picked up his book, put on his reading glasses, sat back down and leaned back in his seat.

"You know where the bathroom is," he said slyly.

Blossom cleaned herself up, then walked toward the window.

"Have a good day at school," Brick said, just as sly as before.

"Trust me sweetie, I will." she flew out of the window and soared back toward her home.

"Ahh the taste of a budding young flower. So sweet. The perfect end for the Perfect Match. Am I right, reader?" Brick said, looking at none other than YOU.

A/N: HOW YOU DOIN FANFIC? Your boy A.D. Is back in a big way, with a complete revamp, redo, remix, however you wanna call it, and we're making big changes. First, the story is completely different. Second, as you can see, I wrote my first full lemon (with a bit of humor thrown in for good measure). Whew, is it just me, or is it steamy in here? Wait, it is just me! Oh shit my steakfsgfbjklsbg... Okay, I'm back. I'm telling you guys, we're gonna do it big this time, I promise you. Sure, I didn't get the story up as early as I had planned, but it's here now, and it's gonna open up a can of whoop ass on this whole sight. Hit me up in the reviews and remind me why I come to this site! PEACE OUT Y'ALL!