Hello my lovelies and welcome to well... "Out of the Rabbit's Hutch"- A.k.A. what is more or less a short story/ drabble collection featuring well anything that comes to my far too active imagination sometimes concerning this fandom and keeps them all in one easy to find, navigate and less cluttered way XD
In other words this is basically a dumping ground of all of the plot bunnies that manage to escape from their hutch from time to time that don't involve multiple chapters or aren't part of an already planned trilogy of shorts such as "Clarity" or "Doggie in a Window":Though that's not saying one might not find drabbles or stories set in those universes or any of my others- who knows "As Time Goes By" drabbles might find their way in here - there are... many a plot bunnies for that fiction- many of which will not make it into main narrative but are still really funny to think about XD
I can also say that a lot of these will also likely be "experiments" - different narration styles- characterizations- AU's- who knows. Genres and ratings will vary- though nothing over T of course.
So enjoy my lovelies- bring a carrot or two and feed the bunnies during your stay: Enjoy my lovelies!
DISCLAIMER: Powerpuff Girls does not belong to me. All rights belong toCraig McCracken and Cartoon Network.
"Tease"
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Oh…My God…
Is that-!?
It totally is!
Blossom Utonium had long been known for her long glorious hair: A title she had not given to her fiery locks herself mind you: But the sight of those copper and bronze wavy tresses trailing somewhat past her waist and always brushed and smoothed down to an immaculate polished shine had long been the eighteen year old Townsville High Senior's pride and joy.
And now…. Cue the shocked and utterly agog student body at the sight of the eldest Utonium sister and leader of their own "Powerpuff Girls"
Minus a full near three feet of hair: the silken copper locks now cut and elegantly styled to frame her heart shaped face as the ends tickled her chin and her ever there red bow had been recycled and repurposed as a tres chic headband of sorts.
Of course after the uproar that had near ensued from the unbelievable sight the answer to the new look was quickly received.
The city's annual "hair drive" had been remiss for one particular sickly child's request: the loss of her own red hair had caused her great anguish and her family wanted nothing but to make their sickly daughter's one little wish come true: but the drive had been sorely lacking in red hair this year.
Of course- Blossom hadn't even hesitated upon receiving word of the innocent child's wish. She's sat herself right in front of the stunned volunteer, smoothly tied her that long hair into a low ponytail and but a moment later. Voila. Gone.
"I can't begin to tell you how much lighter my head feels." She laughed and tossed her head. "I should have done this years ago." The brunette next to her- one Robin Snyder- the official holder of the title of "best friend" to the Powerpuffs as she had wielded since kindergarten merely shook her head- her big blue eyes wide.
"I get that Blossom just it's… it's your hair!" Robin shook her head again. "It's shorter than Buttercup's!?"
"But it feels so good! All this weight off my neck- like I said- years ago!" She laughed out loud
"Well yeah but…still. Big change for you hon." She touched one of her own long chocolate brown locks warily. "You don't miss it at all?"
Another airy shrug, "Well if you think about it- it's better in the end: no more having to tie it up so tightly during battle- it has significantly cut down my morning routine time and well- it's getting rather hot out." Another little flip. "And it went to a good cause, how could I have said no to that little girl's wish?"
Robin shook her head, "Okay I know you've got "everything nice" in there and all- but jeez stop making all of us look bad girl!" The redhead only laughed. "Tch- no wonder you went as an angel for Halloween- setting yourself up to be some kind of saint." They linked arms and strolled down the hall.
"Well Bubbles wanted us to do a group costume and Buttercup's initial zombie idea would have been a distasteful one after that zombie horde incident or what not." Robin shivered.
"Um… okay- can we not talk about that: Ever again- seriously what kind of psycho brings movies to life! That is like… so beyond not cool." Another shudder.
"It was one of the more… unique threats we've faced I'd agree." The brunette shook her head.
"And yet you don't seem fazed at all." Another shake. "Blossom Utonium there are times I genuinely wonder about you." The redhead laughed.
"Shame of all the movies to bring to life the "Director" chose that one… and not say… one of Malcolm Fjord's latest." The brunette paused.
"An entire army of Fjords… Oh God… yes- sign me up- sign me up pleeeeease. I can think of worse ways to die…"
"Mmm- yes. Indeed." Blossom murmured dreamily- and the two leaned against each other-hands to chest- hearts in the eyes at the thought of the newest and most buzz worthy Hollywood Heartthrob.
"Do you think he's really that perfect in real life or if he's just that good of an actor?" Robin breathed.
"He's openly stated a quarter of his earnings from his last film went to feeding LA's hungry and aiding families in looking for a home." Blossom's voice was breathless- she even near slid against a nearby wall: "Can you imagine that- he managed to aid so many people… and he didn't ask for a thing in return."
Robin blinked, " Uh… Bloss Bloss? You okay?"
The pink heroine drifted over to her locker and opened it serenely- her friend's eyes grew wider.
"Whoa…uh you really do like…err… Mr. Fjord."
The gorgeous actor graced every inch of the superheroine's locker- his dreamy dark eyes and golden hair with his perfect million dollar smile with those adorable dimples too – and behind the supermodel worthy looks was a heart of pure gold and integrity, and he was smart too having graduated from Brown University in the top ten of his class with his degree in both theatre and biochemistry because one obviously had to have a hobby and ohhhh…. He was perfect.
Perfect in every way in Blossom's mind.
Robin giggled and Blossom was almost immediately shifted out of her girlish fantasies.
"What! He's a good actor!" She began gathering her things.
"Not to mention he's hot." Robin snickered. Blossom's eyes seemed to turn to little hearts again.
"Good God yes he is. A living Adonis."
Another snort. Of the male variety. "D'aww talking about me again Babe?"
She stiffened and Robin whistled lowly under her breath before stepping daintily out of the way of the whiplash of red light that signaled the one… the only…
Brick. Jojo.
Blossom's very own male "counterpart" and the bane of her living existence.
...in theory.
"In your sick deluded dreams maybe!" The Puff folded her arms. "No, never mind- scratch that I don't want to give that perverse piece of filth anymore sickening ideas!"
Her locker door was abruptly closed by a large hand- and once again the Puff found herself pressed against those same lockers- those devilish crimson irises boring into her and that fiendish slick smile gracing the face of the eldest of the Rowdyruff Boy and their self-appointed "leader
Oh yes indeed- this song and dance had been going on for quite a while: Much as the Puff vehemently denied the obvious (theatrical gagging optional) - the school (world) as a whole was more than aware the Rowdyruff leader had the "hots" for his so called "counterpart"- he wanted her baaad.
And not for nothing but for a girl who had the last time a man touched her in an unwanted way literally thrown him halfway across the lake: ( He was on the swim team so it was okay) – well actually not so much thrown as played "skipping stones" with the creep (Her sisters caught him and hey the guy had tried to snap her bikini strap- he was lucky Buttercup hadn't seen him ) - but this same girl never so much as lifted a finger against this boy- choosing only to verbally spar with her counterpart.
She called it being responsible. Two X' positive individuals fighting could be disastrous for the school's infrastructure.
Strangely enough though- there were some in the school who had a different name for it….
"Ooh… what's this- new look Babe?" His fingers trailed through the short red locks.
She pulled her head away, "Ew- do not call me that you Neanderthal!"
What was it the rest of the world called it… Ah yes.
Flirting.
"Aww Babe you're hurtin' my poor lil' heart here- why you always gotta be so mean to poor little me?" He clutched his chest dramatically.
"That would involve you having one- a fact I highly doubt: But little hmm?" She cocked her head to the side.
"It's an expression babe- I can promise you that in my case especially- but if you're curious…" Nose to nose.
"Tch- don't make me laugh." Pushed away but with no extra force.
Robin took that as her cue to make a quick exit. Very quick. Exceedingly quick. Neither of them noticed her departure of course.
Again…in theory. His irises followed the retreating brunette before turning back to his counterpart- her own pink eyes were fastened on the retreating figure before she met her infuriating counterpart's intense gaze once more.
"You know…. I like this." The other hand went on the other side caging her in- "This new look of your's…Mm I could get used to it… yes I could."
"Your approval is noted but it's hardly relevant- it was done for a good cause something your shriveled heart couldn't possibly understand." She breathed. No hearts in the eyes this time but her lips pursed out as she said it- out of disgust of course.
"Airing out those wings of yours eh Babe?" Fingers twirling short locks- tickling a chin at random intervals.
"Is that the best you can come up with? Didn't you try that "angel fallen to earth" line last week?"
"You wound me again Blossom… not very "everything nice" of you. But you're right… why bother with brilliant pick-up lines when we can just cut to the chase- So what time should I pick you up at-? "
The Powerpuff Girl smirked. "And what makes you think this time is any different than the other countless times you've asked me before Brick?"
His returning smirk was instant.
"Didn't you just call me a living Adonis Babe- I mean obviously I am but here I was thinking you hadn't noticed."
"I wasn't talking about you- I was talking about Malcolm Fjord."
He bristled, "That goody two shoes sap of a lame ass actor!?"
"He is hardly a "lame ass" actor!" She snapped.
"All he stars in are chick flicks like the one about that sunken boat or whatever -."
"Lusitania was hardly a chick flick- it was a great historical drama!"
"They knew each other for a day Babe!"
"Romances were faster back then. And Julia and Adam's romance was tragic in its short lived sincerity."
"So what should I dress up like some lame ass sailor then you'll go out with me?"
"No. And wait just a moment -you remember who "Adam" is? What's this? Why does the big bad Brick Jojo actually like chick flicks?" " She purred. He glowered,
"If I remember correctly Blossy Boo - I got coerced into watching said chick flick last week with a certain pink eyed tease- a mistake which will never be repeated I assure you."
"D'aww but Bwicky you said you wanted to watch the movie with lil' old me- you even had popcorn ready and everything." She justted her lip. His eyes narrowed.
Back against the locker, "Mm- yeah I did- I also had a nice big blanket all ready and you know despite all that I still didn't get a decent thank you- even after sitting though all three hours of that dreck and I don't even get measly kiss. Now who's got the shriveled heart?"
"That wasn't part of the bargain Mr. Jojo." A whisper. Leaning forward- chests slightly brushing.
"Neither was me being overshadowed by some Hollywood Pretty Boy Babe- What's he got that I don't?"
"Class. Integrity." Lips to an ear. "Generosity."
"I can be plenty generous baby- tell me the time and the place." Hands trailed down- down- teasing at her waist.
"Not-." Her finger slid up his chest before pushing him away smoothly, "On your life." She finished simply.
"So cold. Brr." A growl.
"I do possess ice abilities Rowdyruff- shall I show them to you now- would you like a frozen tongue?"
"So long as I get to stick it in your mouth first."
"Your crudeness is astounding."
"You love every dirty second of it."
"You're deluded of course."
"Quit obsessing over the Hollywood pretty boy or else I really will lose my mind more than I already have."
Her hands were only trailing his shoulders to make it easier to push him away of course- "What's wrong Brick? Jealous?" A coo.
"Fucking course I am- I should be the one you're dreamin' about at night- not a spray tanned dunce."
"I highly doubt that's a spray tan- and a Brown University graduate? Hardly a dunce."
"Seeing as I intend on attending Princeton right along next to you- I'm still smarter than him- so… smarter, stronger- and damn better looking- what you doing wasting your time on him when something far better is much closer to home-." Warm breath rolling across her neck.
"I wasn't aware you'd been accepted."
"Course I was- can I have my kiss now?"
"No."
"Damn."
Her head arched back- getting ready for a headbutt of course:
"Now?" He murmured against her skin.
"Nope." She popped the p' and her lips curled more.
"Why not?"
"Because."
"Tease."
"Neanderthal."
"Can't be a Neanderthal anymore."
"Oh why not?"
His cap fell to the ground she kicked it away somewhat as her hands skimmed through the thick newly shorn red locks.
"Because I've been forced to become civilized – no more Tarzan hair… god help that poor kid now that she's stuck with it."
"Mm poor dear- makes me wonder why you sat down right next to me- your cruelty truly knows-." A sharp breath. A gentle push back. "No…n-no bounds Rowdyruff. You should… be a-ah… ashamed."
They both ignored the quick breathing of course. It was completely irrelevant.
"It was a free hair cut-and red is apparently a rare commodity these days. Who'da thunk. Guess I'm just that generous of an asshole aren't I?"
"Mm… I suppose you are at times."
"Generous enough to get that date?"
Silence- her fingers twisted through the red hair slowly.
"Is that the only reason you did it Brick? To try to coerce me into a date through a sense of obligation?"
"Maybe yes… maybe no… maybe I really just wanted that free haircut..." Nose to nose. "Maybe that kid's big green eyes got to my shriveled up old heart." She giggled somewhat. " Or maybe…."
Stilted breathing. Hands moved from shoulders to neck.
"Maybe….?" She breathed.
"Maybe I just wanted to see a pretty Puff smile… and fuck it… hair grows back… although not for nothing-." Arms around waist- A pull forward. "I really am liking the new look Babe- a lot."
"Then I'll have to regrow my hair as soon as possible- imagine me- a Powerpuff giving a Rowdyruff any sort of pleasure."
The growl was low… and throaty.
"Oh yes… God forbid that… keep your hair short for a while babe-c'mon throw me a bone." She giggled somewhat.
"If I do so will you cease constantly badgering me for dates which will never happen?" He neck arched sideways- away from him- he followed.
"Never- unless you get rid of the creepy cut out in your room."
"Never."
"Alright then we're even. A draw."
Nose to nose. Chest to chest.
"Stop being so jealous."
"Stop being a tease."
" He's a Hollywood actor."
"Who you're only obsessing over…to make me crazy."
Smirk.
"Is your ego so inflated that you actually think that."
"Oh I know that babe and you wanna know how I know?"
"...How?" Against the locker she went again.
"Because your type ain't blonde." Mouth against skin.
Fingers curled. Toes, insides.
"Brick… Brick school- in."
"Blossom. Care. Don't."
"Don't make fun of me."
"But its so much fun."
"Tarzan."
"Jane."
"You wish."
"Every night."
"What will it take for you to go away?"
"Toll this time- one kiss as owed for one awful chick flick."
"Just one?"
"Just one for now- but do feel free to create a surplus for any future payments."
Her eyes narrowed and she looked up at him before her hands cupped his cheeks and his eyes closed as he leaned forward- eagerly- lips puckered slightly –
The bell was shrill and his snarl was just as loud. She smirked and smoothly pulled away- bent over and then daintily plopped his hat back on his head.
"Fucking tease." He groaned.
"Brick we're in a public educational facility- do watch your tongue." She smoothed her hair back down- another delightful perk of her new look- so much easier to fix should it be mussed up by whatever means.
"My tongue should be doing other things at this moment." A mutter. A pout. Folding of arms and a tapping of a foot.
"Better luck next time Brick." A pat on the cheek. "Now come on I'm not getting detention because of you."
"What about my kissss!" A whine. She giggled.
"Put it on my tab." She sauntered away.
He hurried after her, "I will collect on that tab one of these days."
Hips bumping- by accident of course.
"Of course you will-a Powerpuff never forgets her debts."
"So….?"
She rolled her eyes, "You are unbelievably stubborn today." A sigh. "Why bother really- I mean you won't show up on time anyway even if I were to say yes."
"It's hardly my fault a bank decides to get robbed that day!"
"It is when you're the one who can't keep sight of a watch while you're barking out orders!"
He blanched somewhat for some odd reason- her smirk grew as she turned on her heel.
"Will it help my case if the only person we technically robbed was Morebucks'?"
"No."
"But she's hardly going to miss any-."
"But I had to listen to her insipid whining for a full hour and a half. What did you need that much money for again?"
"… Butch wanted a new TV."
"Of course he did. And now I'm definitely not getting rid of my lovely Malcolm Fjord cut out- hmm you know in fact there's that new poster I've had my eye on- I wonder if the theater would be willing to give me the one of Adam in the-."
"Oh c'mon Blossom!"
"Hmm should it be the one where he's running or the one where he's on the stern- ooh that one he's all wet- suit nice and tight. Oooh right on the ceiling above my bed- that's a good place for it."
"See! SEE! You are doing it on purpose!"
"Hmm? Me? Doing something like that? Tch- the very idea. Why I never."
"Look I don't know how many times I need to say it- I'm sorry okay- now will you please stop covering your room in pansy Hollywood actors to torture me!" He threw his hands in the air. " You know if anything it was Boomer's fault- he's the one that stepped on the damn button!"
"Not my fault you make it so easy – and don't blame your younger brother- at least he calls when he knows he's going to be late." She folded her arms.
"I tried calling and you didn't answer!"
"I was in the shower!"
"And you didn't pick up your phone so it's hardly my-!"
"I was shaving."
Silence.
"…. You… you were?"
Her eyes narrowed more. "Yes. Yes I was. Good deal of good that did me- oh well here I was trying to be nice for someone's birthday. Make the night special- I had it all planned" She shrugged and his eyes were like dinner plates- only growing bigger the quicker his breathing got. "Oh well."
"I'm gonna kill him." High pitched. Strangled.
"Mm. You do that- fratricide brings a heft prison sentence you know- one even a Powerpuff Girl won't be able to talk you out of- when do you plan on being a good boy and upstanding citizen again?"
"I'm gonna dunk his stupid blonde head in the volcano- I'm gonna throw him to the sharks- he had to do it- he had to step on it- why… whhhhy?" Clearly Brick wasn't interested in listening. She rolled her eyes and strolled past him.
"But… But… you… you-." He sputtered.
"Have a good day Brick." She said airily but then paused before she turned. "The hair suits you and you made giving that little girl her wish possible… sooo."
A tug on a shirt- a strangled cry falling into a satisfied moan- quick short and to the point. She broke away slowly.
"Pick me up at six – don't you dare be late you hear me? – Now let's go- homeroom bell is about to ring."
A dazed nod. Her lips curled. Fingers laced- tightened
"So… am I better than Hollywood Froo froo?" He said somewhat breathlessly. Her lip curled more. Her eyes flashed and she paused at their homeroom door- her eyes danced.
"Maybe."
He stiffened. "Maybe!? That ain't an answer!"
"Yes it is."
"No it's not!"
"Miss Utonium- Mr. Jojo- how nice of you to join us- please sit down- you just made it before the bell." Their homeroom teacher droned of course and the Rowdyruff Boy unfortunately had no other choice to stalk over to his desk at the other side of the room. Blossom serenely pulled out her own chair and began unpacking her bag.
"What was that all about?" Robin whispered by her side. She caught the curious glances of both her sisters and the two other Jojo brothers scattered around the room all centering on either Blossom herself or the stewing Red Rowdyruff by the window. Blossom smiled somewhat.
"Nothing important- we were just discussing the latest Hollywood blockbuster is all. Brick is apparently a Malcolm Fjord fan as well- thinks he's a talented actor."
She ignored the low- almost indiscernible growl coming from the other side of the room. She chuckled.
The brunette blinked, " What's so funny?"
"Oh nothing."She cradled her head in her hands. "Nothing at all."
fin
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Well that was a fun little one-shot and after the week I've had... I just needed fluff. I'm only human sometimes fluff is the greatest cure-all imaginable. The only good thing that happened this week for me was I indeed in a stunning twist donated all of MY hair to charity- :D - so sometimes real life can bring the greatest of inspirations what can I say.
I hope you all enjoyed this - and stay tuned for other random escape artists that are plot bunnies- just keep feedin' em' the carrots and they'll settle down eventually we can only hope: As for my main projects: Act 5 part 1 is in the final stages of pre-production: Chapter 5 of "Soul Ink" is completely outlined and ready for production- and "The Thing" part IV is in production as we speak :D - whoo that's a long list. XD
Thanks for reading my lovelies!
