Hello! If you were reading this story, I'm re-writing it, to make it a Powerpuff Girls story instead. Because I don't think it's good. I'm sorry! The context would be the same, just, it would be easier for me to write. And throughout the story, I kept changing their names so I figured, why not just change it to the Powerpuff Girls instead of the anime one. Plus, I plan on writing it out better so yea. I love the anime one though, don't get me wrong. Again, sorry for the inconvenience.

Okay, so in this story, they look like regular people, all fingers, all toes and stuff. And Brick has the hair he does in the anime, shoulder length. They are all 17 too. I don't own anything, so... Enjoy!

Chapter 1:

Bubbles bit back a scream as the smoke cleared. She could practically smell it. The rancid smell of rotting flesh, she started shaking. A hand sprung up from under the earth before the whole carcass came rolling onto the ground with a pop!

"Oh my god!" She moaned before covering her eyes with her manicured hands, but another pair of hands, a bit rougher this time, pulled them back so she would be forced to watch the gruesome scene. She shook her head vigorously before squeezing her eyes tighter. "No, no, no, no!" She chanted. Then she glared beside her, "You just had to bring me here. I should've just stayed with Robin at the mall."

Buttercup rolled her eyes, "You're so dramatic Bubbles, it's just a horror movie." She sighed as she was ignored by her sister, in favour of her shrieking at the screen. "And it's not even that scary. Look, there's a seven-year old kid in here watching it!" And indeed, there was a little boy who was glaring at the two for being too loud.

Suddenly, Bubbles shot up from her seat. Buttercup, realizing what was about to happen, rushed to grab her. Too bad Bubbles was the fastest in their family, leaving Buttercup in a streak of light blue.

By the time she came out of her shock, a security guard walked up to her, ordering her out for being disruptive and interrupting the movie. A movie that she waited 6 months for to come out. She gritted her teeth before walking out to find Bubbles talking to Brick. Great, just what she needed. She clenched and unclenched her fists before walking over to them.

"Sup' Bubbles," Bubbles froze at her before looking fearfully over at her dearest sister. The underlying tone of malice definitely there and she could definitely tell. "Brick, what are you doing here." She asked the eldest, but not before shooting Bubbles the we'll-talk- about-this-later look. Bubbles scooted closer to Brick.

Brick shrugged, "Nothing, I just came to return my books and get some new ones before school starts up again in a few days. Then I heard Bubs yelling my name before tackling me to the ground." Buttercup faintly remembered that the library was right beside the movie theatre. She was pondering this, for reasons unfathomable, while Brick rubbed his shoulder glaring at Bubbles who smiled sheepishly.

"Oh yeah, Brick. I'm going to need to borrow Bubbles for a sec. Be right back, maybe, probably not." She said before lunging at a struggling Bubbles and walking away with her to God knows where. Bubbles was trying to get free, all the while, trying to get Brick to free her. Meanwhile, he just looked on uncaringly and shouldered his book bag and heading to the library. He could still hear his blond sister's wails of apologies before he got inside. He probably should have helped her, but she must have done something to Buttercup to get her this mad, so mad that it didn't even show, that much. Oh well, not my problem. He thought as he cheerfully walked through the sections and rows of books.

...

"Please Buttercup! I didn't mean to! I was just really scared, AHAHAHAHA!" She spluttered out, or at least tried to, as Buttercup continued tickling her. "Seize fire, SEIZE FIRE!" She squealed.

"Nope." Buttercup playfully growled. "Not until you either pee your pants or somehow be able to steal that movie for me and let me watch it." She paused, thinking. "Actually scratch that, you need to come with me to the concert tomorrow night, I need to bring somebody or else they won't let me go in and Mitch ditched me."

Bubbles frantically shook her head, "But, it's probably going to be all scary and stuff, what about Brick? He probably won't let us go!" She protested vehemently.

"...He's coming too, Bubs."

"Then why am I coming?!"

Buttercup grinned, "I never said he agreed either."

And as if Him himself bestowed her with the worst possible luck, Brick walked through the door. Swinging his bag over his shoulder and throwing it onto the floor, he lazily plopped unto the couch beside them. Grunting a greeting, he turned on the television.

"Hey leader boy." Buttercup coaxed, inching closer over to him. "What are you doing tonight?"

He narrowed his eyes in suspicion, when Buttercup started acting all chummy towards him; he automatically knew something was up. "Nothing...?" He cautiously began, not noticing Bubbles cutthroat glare and hand gestures signaling him not to talk. Yeah, he was really out of it today.

"...Nothing? Good." Buttercup beamed while Bubbles just groaned and put her hand into her face, muttering words that sounded like "why me" and "idiot".

With his two sisters, it was like sitting on the fence. One wants to go to the mall, the other wants to go to the skate park. His eyes widened, "Oh no, you are not taking me to another one of those things." He spat icily. Oh god, he could still remember the last time, all the lights, the screams, sweaty bodies pressed up against him. He shuddered, not his ideal cup of tea. At his words, Bubbles perked up and excitedly made her way over to Brick, to hug him. But, her sister just held her back and grinned maliciously.

"Yes you are, I already had one fucking thing ruined for me and I'm not going to have another let down tonight. So pull up your big girl britches and get ready because we are going." Amazingly, Buttercup announced it eerily calmly, so that really freaked out her siblings. The last time she got mad, she accidentally destroyed the science lab at school, among other things. "It was an accident! An accident!" She would protest vehemently every time the subject would be brought up. Hearing her voice, and having flashbacks to the horrid times, Brick and Bubbles leaped up the stairs, two steps at a time.

"Yep, that's what I thought." Buttercup drawled as she went to grab her stuff from the counter. "Hurry up! We have 10 minutes to get there!"

...

It was so hot and it reeked of teenage sweat and alcoholic drinks. Brick gagged; of course it wasn't the heat that was bothering him. He did have the power to manipulate fire after all, among other things. This was why he didn't let Buttercup drag him out the house, unless she was in a really bad mood. He peered through the crowd of desperation and tried to find Bubbles. He already knew where Buttercup was. He finally saw her near the front, talking to a boy. Brick narrowed his eyes; he marched over there and put his arm around his sister. Bubbles glared at him, while the boy she was with just smiled at him.

"Hey dude, isn't this concert great?" He beamed. Bubbles grimaced, feeling sorry for the poor soul, maybe Brick won't be so harsh this time, because she really liked him.

So she cut in, "Yep, it's great. Excuse me Brick, we have to go." Tugging on the shaggy blond-haired teen, she started to walk away.

"But I can't leave; my brother and sister are waiting for me here!" He grabbed his hand away. Looking at their confused faces, he explained. "That's my band up there, but I sprained my hand so I couldn't play guitar, my brother offered to go up for me instead. Because he has a decent voice, and Blossom went to grab some of our things from backstage." He looked sheepish.

Bubbles looked at him intently, nodded her head with a smile. She would do the same for Buttercup if she ever needed something like that. She opened her mouth, completely forgetting that Brick was there.

"Boomer!" He turned around.

"Oh, that must be her now." Boomer waved to the girl that was coming over to them.

He grinned, "Hey Blossom."