Disclaimer: I do not own the Powerpuff Girls.
Brick cringed.
Well, wouldn't you?
I mean, he was kidnapped and beaten up and tied up and now currently being sold in a slave market with his brothers who suffered the same thing.
He cringed again.
Some ugly girl with puffs of fur that she calls hair tried to get him and his brothers, for 10,000 coins.
How nice.
Then, another, and another, and another an-
His mouth dropped open.
"The princesses are here?" Brick asked his brothers.
His brothers looked as confused and shocked as he is.
"Why on earth would the-"Butch asked his brothers, but before he could complete his sentence the kidnapper and seller slapped.
"Keep quiet little worm!" the seller shouted, slapping him again, and when he was going to do it again, a vice stopped him.
"So, you say you are selling them, eh?" The green eyed princess says. "I DO need someone to do sports with me….."
"Ooh! Ooh!" The blue eyed princess nearly screamed. "I need someone to draw with me and play with me!"
"Well, I do suppose I need someone to listen to my day, although MOST people fall asleep halfway." The pink eyed princess glared at her guilty looking sisters. "And someone to read stories to me."
"Well Bubbles, you go first." The pink eyed princess told the blue eyed princess, which I now know is named 'Bubbles'
"Well, the blue eyed guy is cute!" 'Bubbles' told the seller, with hearts in her eyes.
The green eyed chose Butch, saying something like "He looks tough, tough enough for MY sports at least."
And the pink eyed princess chose me.
The trip back in carriage was awkward.
Bubbles was hugging Boomers arm until Brick was sure it was going to fall out, but all his brother did was blush like a blushing tomato.
Let me tell you, an already red tomato with a blush?
That's a practical face painted all red!
Butch and 'Buttercup' were now arm wrestling
And 'Blossom' was staring at me.
"She is really pretty!" he heard a voice say in his head. "You should get in her pa-"
He knocked his head.
"Stupid hormones" he muttered silently.
"What was that?" Blossom asked.
What sharp ears.
"Nothing." He muttered as he looked back the window.
Though he felt that her 'glare' was more of an…..
Adoring stare.