Opposites attract.
By: Blue.
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Disclaimer: I do not own any character from Craig McCracken's "The Powerpuff Girls". _
Opposites attract.
Chapter 1: Coming home.
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Brick's POV _
"The city of Townsville. Home to many, loved by all." the billboard said. It was good to be home, its been so long that i almost forgot how long it's actually been...too long...
"9 years" I thought. "It's been 9 years, and after 9 long years i've finaly came back."
I'm 19 now. I'm free from home, free from Mojo and his constant oppression since he's been bound to a wheelchair after his stroke, Boomer's taking care of him though, he dosen't mind him, he knows that his days are numbered and he's planning on moving on after Mojo passes. As for Butch, I'd rather not say... After what happened to Mojo and after HIM died, Butch slowly faded away, and one night, he just didn't come home.
"Alright..." I growled to myself under my breath, thinking of what needs to get done.
"First off, I need to go to city hall and talk to the mayor about the 'conditions' she mentioned in the acceptance letter to let me move back."
(We were kicked out of city limits, after graduating, (and being the only one to), I applied to move back, after seeing that i passed top of my class, and having no felonies for 12 years, they were more than welcomed to allow me back).
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Normal POV _
It's the begining of December, and Brick Jojo has returned to Townsville. It's been his ambition to come back ever since Mojo and The Rowdy Ruff Boys have been expelled from the city. He was just a kid, and only did what he was told to do, he didn't know any better. But reality had kicked in quick, causing a young Brick to grow up too fast. Even as a child, Brick knew that if he kept doing what he was doing that no one would ever respect him and that he wouldn't go far in life, and he didn't want to end up in prison like the one he was born in. Yes, a young Brick Jojo had grown up too early, and spent his teenage years amending for his wrongs, doing good for those around him and tried his best to be a normal boy.
School, sports, and coaching was what he lived for, but recently, he's felt an emptiness grow inside him. he realised what he had, and all he had was himself, his brother Boomer, and his past. No friends, no real family, and now that he's out of the house, no home. Yes, Brick Jojo had nowhere to go, until he decided to try to start over in the city he was expelled from. Maybe to prove to others that he's changed, or maybe to prove himself that he can leave his past behind him.
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Brick's POV _
As I reach Town Hall, I notice many changes, small, but noticeable. for one, a statue of the Mayor, a giant park in the middle of town with a small man-made lake in the middle, and the Townsville flag now has three colored stripes, Blue, Pink, and Green.
"Blue Pink and Green?" I thought to myself, then it hit. "The Powerpuff Girls!" I gasped. I almost forgot! "I've been away for too long... I'll think about this later" I said with a bit of cheer, and a smile on my face? "I thought Townsvile changed, but I think I've changed more".
As I ran up the Limestone steps to Town Hall, I couldn't help but think about what my future has in store for me. Where will I live? I need to get a job, but at the moment the most importat thing I need to do is talk to the Mayor about her letting me back in.
As I entered the loby, I was greeted by a slim pale brunette, a secretary, she gave me files that I needed to fill out, and after a few minuets of reading and writing, I handed the clipboard to the secretary and she stood and took it and a file full of papers into the Mayor's office, only to return shortly after.
"Mayor Bellum will see you shortly." she said, smiling at me.
I sat down again, and began to read the newspaper that was on a table near the waiting area. Top headline today was that the Power Puff Girls had once again saved the day after a chain of abank robberies had been stopped and 18 hostages had been released without injuries.
Then I began thinking about them again. I wonder what they're up to? I wonder if they'd even remember me, or if they remember Me and Boomer... ...and Butch... tried to kill them. We were such stupid kids...
Just as I was about to go off into a daydream about what they might look like now, the secretary interrupted-
"Mr. Jojo?" the secretary said with a slight smile on her face. "Mayor Bellum will see you now".
"Thank you ma'am" I said as I walked into the office's doors, snapping out of my daze.
the room was large, it looked more like a study than an office. Low lighting, a fireplace, oak doors, a bust of the old Mayor, potted ferns,
shelves took up every wall but one, which was replaced with a giant window with a view out to the park and the majority of the city. Books upon books, Law, Civil Defence, Economics, Government, encyclopedias, dictionaries, blueprints, maps, any offical document needed to help run a town was all here. in the middle of the observary wall was a desk, and from said desk was Mayor Bellum. (The mayor reportedly died of old age 3 years ago, and City Council agreed to have Miss. Bellum in charge as Mayor.
"Ahh, Mr. Jojo, please come in, have a seat." she said in her soft yet affirmative tone. "You're just on time, I was reading through your file, and honestly I'm quite proud of how well you've been doing." I couldn't help but smile. I worked so hard to come home, I worked so hard in every thing that I did, it was nice to actually have someone tell you how proud they were of you, something I would have never gotten from mom (heh heh, mojo.)
"Simply amazing, you graduated top of your class with the highest scores ever in your state, you were MVP 7 years in a row in your state's hockey tournament, you're a 3rd degree blackbelt in Mixed Martial Arts, and to my personal surprise you're an eagle scout and you have over 7000 hours of community service. Please don't take offence to this question, Mr. Jojo, but what's drived you to do so well?" She said with the upmost curiosity.
"Well, Um... well, first off, no offence taken, and I guess I really don't have an answer, mostly to get out of the house, but I'm starting to think maybe to make up for everything that I've done as a kid,or maybe even because it makes me feel good as a person to do such." I said as my shoulders shrugged and my head sank into the collar of my hoodie, covering my mouth.
"Well sir I'm glad that you've taken such good care of yourself and those around you, and as for your requests, I have made arrangements for you to have your own appartment, it's close to here in fact, The Oaks Hotel has given you permission to live in their penthouse suite, it's not too large, yet not too small and the view is simply amazing from the 20th floor" She said happily, I can imagine her smiling behind that manila folder.
"Wow-" I said in absolute shock. "No offence but I was expecting to be in a motel in a slum 'till I got a job, I wasn't expecting something like a penthouse, I don't think that I deserve something like that, I don't even know how I would be able to afford it let alone have the ability to live there all by myself." I said with slight embarassment, and fear, I hope I didn't offend her.
"Oh, Mr. Jojo, don't be silly!" She said with a slight laugh under her usual tone. "Truth be told, the top half of the Oaks Hotel is rented out as appartments, and the penthoue is affordable, espically to someone with an inteligence like you that could get you any job that you want, and as for city housing, we really don't have slums here in Townsville anymore. barely any crime, and for the past 5 years, the actuall rate of anyone getting arrested has averaged to around 15 people annualy."
I was in shock, that was simply amazing! "Thats Unbelieveable!" I yelled. "No crime at all?"
"Almost none. We're the worlds most livable city, thanks to you-know-who as a matter of fact." She said with a satisified tone.
"Yeah..." I uttered, looking at the floor. Just thinking about them made me feel... different. Maybe I'm worried about them accepting me as a civilian?
Or maybe I'm thinking about this too much. "Speaking about them, I-"
"Don't worry, they've been notified about you and won't think of you as a threat, infact, they said something about having plans to meet you sometime soon."
She interrupted, but I didn't mind. "They're doing as well as you actually, ever since the crime rate dropped, they each have done their part. They're 19 now too, so maybe you'll have some friends to hang out with." She said with what I thought was quite an eager tone to myself.
"Yeah..." was all I could say. what else was there to say?
After a short silent pause, Mayor Bellum stood, and I did the same in respect.
"Here you go Mr. Jojo, this is the key to your appartmet in the suite, a map of town, and a list of phone numbers." She said as she handed me everything. And after I bowed and thanked her for her kindness and her time. I left to the lobby, and after thanking the secretary and grabbing my things, I left Town Hall and walked to the end of the plaza and across the street to my new home.
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Normal POV _
As Brick left Town Hall, he couldn't help but think about what was goong to happen in the days to come. Brick stopped in the middle of the plaza to take a good look around him. The air was cold and the breeze was a bit harsh, there was no snow yet, but the city was decorated for the Holidays to come. Brick elt a smile come across his face as he saw Townsville around him. Everyone was happy, people sat on benches talking, couples held hands, people laughed and played, children chased each other and laughed at doing such. To think that just 14 years before, he was one of many who would be out trying to destroy it all. Chaos, Corruption, and Masacare was what was always on his mind, and as he bowed his head in shame, he began to remember it all.
"Damn Mojo." he scoffed. "I'd damn you to Hell, but even thats too good for you."
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Brick's POV _
After opening the door and turning on the lights, I was welcomed by what seemed to me the nicest house I've ever been in. the majority of the house was open with the exception of four rooms, two bedrooms, a bathroom, and an empty room. From the door to bout four feet out was a rock tile floor, greeted at it's end with a white carped that encompased the house, the Living room was sunken in from the rest of the house in the shape of a circle for about 30 feet from the side wall to the wall that went around the entire side of the house that led out to a balcany that went the lenth of the side and was about 7 feet out becore ending with the concrete railing.
In the middle of the house was a wooden fire place, a beautiful stone centerpiece that was pre-loaded with five tee-pee styled logs. on the other side was the kitchen, boardered with a half-counter, half-bar piece, and the usual counter and appliances against the wall, top and bottom wooden cabinets, a stoven and a fridge at the end.
In the back was a master bedroom, that had a queen sized bed, a closet, a dresser, and two night stands, both with a lamp. Across the hall was the spare bedroom,
with another queen sized bed, a wardrobe, a desk, and a mirror. In the middle was the bathroom, appart from the standard sink and comode, there was a quite large bath tub and a frosted glass walk-in shower.
back in the living room, beside the T.V. stand, was a door to the other room, there's nothing in there at the moment, but I already have plans on making it into a training room and recovery center.
After unpacking my things, I decided I really needed a shower before doing anything else, and as I stand in that hot room with water running down my head and the soap already used and shampoo currently being rinsed out, I looked at my mid-abdomen to see a scar there, the only one I've ever had and dosen't ever seem to go away.
As I put my hand on it, I began to remember how I got it, and it was from a series of punches I recieved from one angry Power Puff the day we met. I remember then like it was yesterday, and honestly, I can remember myself always picking on Blossom, but there was always something about Buttercup. Among this and other things,
I couldn't help but think about many things.
Where are the girls?
What are they up to?
Are they really okay with me coming back?
When am I going to see them?
AND HOW MUCH DO I HAVE TO PAY TO LIVE HERE!
-Chapter 1: End-
A/N: Hey guys, this is my first published Fan Fic, Growing up, I loved the Power Puff Girls and I thought since I've been poking around at this story for a while (I have three more chapters in the rough draft stage still) that this one would be one that you guys would enjoy the most. Let me know what you think, R+R!
-Blue.