I've had this idea for a long time and decided to give it a shot. I wanted to write a story that is based on the movie "The Heat". It's hilarious and I really thought the characters suited Blossom and Buttercup. An uptight FBI agent paired up with a badass and foul-mouthed cop, how can it not be better?

Anyway, I will twist the story a little but I hope you will still find this funny and interesting. Enjoy.

Aniie

Disclaimer: I do not own the Powerpuff girls series. Some OOC's I might put in and I do own a copy of the movie, FYI.

P.S: Rated T for language that doesn't suit minors and mild violence. This chapter will be kind of short, since it's more of an "introduction".

"The Agent and The Detective."

Ah, what a sunny day. Another perfect day to defeat crimes and catch criminals. FBI agents were surrounding an old, small house, hiding in bushes and behinds trees. Blossom fixed her long ponytail and her sunglasses before sneaking to a bunch of agents, who were fully armed, behind the house.

She made a few hand-signs and sighed when the person she showed it to didn't understand.

"Oh god. It means 'Cover me and go left'. Did you learn anything when you went to school? Okay, wait for my count. And one, two-"
Before she could finish he signed for his men to move and ignored her, leaving her super frustrated.
"Unbelievable."

The FBI crew stormed into the house and trapped two men, searching through the house for evidence. Blossom stood by the door and watched the men get busy, snickering to herself.

"The house is clean, Utonium. I guess, this time, your theory actually has a few holes in it. We're wasting our time here, let's roll boys." Blossom chewed loudly on a piece of bubble-gum and had a confident smile on. This annoyed the Commander a little and he crossed his arm, staring at her.

"What?"
"So you think the place is clean, huh?" Her co-workers all sighed together and the Commander simply shook his head.
"Here we go again…"

"Yeah, that's what they said last year right before I arrested the Blue Moon Killer." The Commander twitched slightly, holding everything back so that he wouldn't hit her. Oh how she enjoyed watching others getting jealous of her success.

"Is that barbeque spare-ribs? I don't know. Maybe I am wrong after all." She bends over the ribs and grabs something that's taped under the table. She holds it up and it's a bag of marijuana.

"Or maybe I'm not. I like how you distracted the dog with the meat. Good call," she said and looked down at the two suspects with a smile.

"Might have fooled Pluto over here, but not me. Unfortunately, that's not what I'm looking for. So boys, tell me; Are there guns in this house?" Blossom crossed her arms now and turned her smile into a serious expression. The suspects just shrugged and acted innocent.

"I haven't even seen a real gun until now," said one of them and mentioned towards one that was aimed at him. Blossom let out a small giggle and nodded.

"I see. Maybe you're right." She looked up at the Commander and smiled. He knew at an instant this was a trap.

"Maybe I am wrong for a change. Strange things happens sometimes. I mean someone married this guy and he can't even count to three." She pointed at the person before that disobeyed her order and gave him a huge smile. He gulped and looked away. Blossom carefully looked around the house and walked towards the fireplace while continuing her monologue.

"You know, they loved these kinds of houses during the Prohibition Era. People loved to drink, even though they weren't supposed to, and these houses had little nooks and crannies where they could hide the alcohol. Like this one." Blossom pressed a small hidden button at one of the shelves near the fireplace and the wall behind her opened up. Inside the small area were lots of different sorts of guns and Blossom smiled proudly at it.

"Ah. Would you look at that?" She turned towards the Commander and flashed him her signature confident smile and waved at the suspects.
"Now you can roll. Gentlemen."

She walked out and almost skipped towards her car, smiling at her co-workers, who gave her either annoying or judging looks.

They were just jealous. She couldn't help she was better than them. Why should they be mad at her? With that she simply flipped her hair back and drove away.

"I'm home!" Blossom cheerfully walked into her apartment and expected someone to greet her back. Nothing. No one was home. That was when she realized that she was alone. She doesn't have a family nor friends. Blossom sighed slightly and put on her favourite show while cooking. No way she'll let the feeling of loneliness ruin her happy mood. She later received an e-mail from the department about a promotion since Mr. Mayor was going to move to another city.

Next day Blossom walked with confidence to work and went directly towards Mayor's office. He was, to no surprise, eating pickles while talking to his wife through the phone. Blossom knocked slightly on the door and he mentioned for her to wait for a moment.

"Well, if those friends of yours didn't like the pickle-present I sent them then tell them the feds are on them. No, it's not a joke – it's quite literal actually. Oh, honey I gotta go. I'll speak to you later, byebye now." As soon as he ended his conversation he smiled at Blossom.

"Can I help you with something, dear?" Blossom was actually very sad that Mayor had to go because he was the only one that was nice to her.

"Yes, I just wanted to give you some reports and tell you I've been under supervising and that the other agents are doing….fairly well." She beamed at him and for some reason he looked a bit disappointed.

"Utonium. I have to be honest. I still haven't decided who's going to get the promotion."

"Ah, yes. Everyone deserves a chance, right, Chief?" She jokingly blinked and clicked with her tongue but he just gave her an unimpressed expression.

"I'm saying that I don't know if you are really fit for the promotion." Blossom gaped at her boss for a long time and had to control herself to not panic. Things can get ugly if she starts to panic.
"What do you mean? I've worked harder than everyone else?"

"Correction: Everyone works just as hard, dear."
"Well, I've solved more cases than anyone here. I even arrested the Blue Moon Killer. Should I not have done that?" Mr. Mayor sighed once more and cleaned his glasses.

"You're an outstanding agent, Ms Utonium. No doubt about that. But it's no secret that everyone despite you. Except from me, of course."
"What?"
"Utonium, you're unique. But tons of agents have complained about either your competitiveness, clever monologues, you correcting them and-" Blossom stopped Mayor before he could continue.

"I think I get the picture, Mr Mayor. Thank you for the honesty."
"My point is that it won't work if it keeps happening. The complaints, that is. Although I have an assignment for you, which is pretty important, and if you do a good job I might consider to promote you, whatever your co-workers thinks of it." That's all Blossom needed to hear. She was going to get promoted.

"I'll gladly accept the assignment, sir."
"We haven't even discussed it yet, dear."
"That's right. I'm listening." Mayor scratched the top of his head slightly and continued.

"So we have a situation in Townsville. Do you know which city this is?"
"Positive."
"We've recently picked up that there's this guy, called Asudes, coming to town. We know nothing about him. All we know is that this criminal is engaged in every sorts of crime. Drug-dealing, murder, stealing, you name it." Mayor picked up a folder and gave Blossom a picture of a man wearing a red fur-coat, resembling Santa's, and knee-long boots. Blossom stared shockingly at the picture and figured it must be something only criminals will get.

"Flashy."
"This man goes by the name 'Him' a, how do I say this in a nice way, nasty son of a bitch." Blossom looked up at Mayor and blinked in shock. One of the things they have in common is that they never use curse words. Blossom can't even curse.

"We believe that this man is Asudes' vice, who does the legwork for him. Murder, extortion, torturing. The problem with guys like this is that everyone is too scared to talk. That's why I'm sending you there, Utonium." Blossom looked up again, still in a bit of shock from before but nodded.

"You know how to get inside people's heads. If you want to find Asudes, we need to get to Him first."
"Absolutely, Mr. Mayor. I'll do my very best." Finally a promotion she's worth!

She lit up a cigarette and took a few blows, running her fingers through her raven hair. The day was going by slowly and Buttercup got so bored. She was in the hood, something should at least happen. Her police radio suddenly turned on and she got a message from her boss' secretary.

"Detective Ke- I mean, B.C. The Captain wants to know when you're coming in." That boss of hers, he's so annoying. Sometimes this Captain Jojo truly resembles a monkey.

"Tell him I'll be there sharply at, uh, go-fuck-yourself o'clock. Okay? If there's no traffic."

Two figures suddenly approached and Buttercup knew right away a deal was going to happen. She got out from her car and walked towards them. As expected, neither of them reacted since she fitted right in. No uniform and no fancy car. In front of her stood a red-haired woman, who looked way too fancy to belong there, and a guy that did not stick out so much. But from their expressions and emotions Buttercup could tell right away that the lady was the dealer. She stood beside them and both of them stared at her confusingly. The woman raised an eyebrow at her and put her hands on her hips.

"Can I help you? Look, if you want to buy you need to contact first and deal later."
"Oh, I'm not here to buy. I just wanted to check on my buddy here. How you doing, bruh?" The guy's eyes widened since he got even more confused but didn't dare to say anything.

"You know each other? Whatever, is a deal going to happen or not? I'm late for another appointment."
"Yeah, girl, hate to mess with your schedules like this but that's not going to happen." The woman stared at Buttercup with a dirty look and crossed her arms.

"Who the fuck do think you are? Get out of our way or you'll be in a big trouble." Buttercup sighed and picked up her badge from her jacket.
"Does this help?" It took a second before both the buyer and the dealer ran off as fast as they could. Buttercup didn't have to think twice before running after the woman.

"Stop, you bitch!"
The woman only glared back at Buttercup and ran towards a crowd, pushing people away and throw every stand she saw to block the way for Buttercup. Buttercup easily jumped over everything and speed up. The woman pushed an old lady out on the road and Buttercup swiftly saved her from getting hit by a car.

"Jesus, woman! You're fucking crazy! I'll take your ass down!" Buttercup suddenly saw a truck with groceries and took two packages of flour before throwing them at the woman and making her trip on her heels, face planting the concrete road.

"Fuck, you whore! My clothes are all dirty thanks to you!" The woman struggled while Buttercup sat and put some handcuffs on her.

"You actually look like a cocaine addict's wet dream." She smirked and pulled her up, walking with her towards her car.
"Next time, don't wear heels to the job, Sugar." The woman growled under her breath and gave Buttercup a death glare.

"My father will hear about this."
"I don't care if your father run his own fucking company, you're under arrest 'Princess' Morbucks. Who the fuck names his kid Princess anyway?"
"How do you know my name, cunt?!"
"You're a walking diamond. Pretty hard to miss you. Don't be so flashy when you do the dirty work, bitch. And watch your tongue or daddy will have his daughter back with speech problems."

Blossom walked in to the Townsville's F.B.I department and swiftly showed her badge, as if she's already familiar to the place. It was a nice building, but the one in New York was so much bigger. That doesn't matter now, if she does well on this assignment, she will be promoted and be a chief at the department of N.Y.C.

She hurried herself over to the person that was going to show her around and tell her about the case, which she of course has already checked on and know every little detail about it now, because she just wanted to get started right away.

"Let's see. Ah! Agent Brick.J." She walked over and tapped on the man sitting at his desk a bit laid back and smiled when he turned around.

"Excuse me. I'm Blossom Utonium, I'm supposed to get some files from you?" When he got off from his chair and turned around completely she noticed that this agent was actually pretty good looking. He had short, wavy, red hair and blood red eyes that truly fit perfectly with his handsome face and good built body. But no time for that, although he seemed to stop in his tracks and she couldn't help but to blush a little, because he was staring at her.

"Uhm, excuse me?" She waved her hands a little and he smiled down at her, scratching the back of his head slightly.

"I'm sorry, I guess I got a bit carried away. I'm Brick, it's nice to have you here, Blossom. Can I call you Blossom?" She nodded and smiled as he quickly went through the case again and gave her the folder she needed.
"Should I show you to your office?"
"No I'm fine, thank you. I'll be heading out, right away. I'll see you later."

She went down to her car and was about to drive away when Brick suddenly called for her. She turned around too fast and accidentally hit the car-window with her face. Brick, that ran after her, witnessed this and asked if she was okay, holding in his laughter.

"Yeah, I'm fine. What is it?" He gave her another file and she looked up at him confused.
"There has just been reported that a woman, named Princess Morbucks, has just been taken to custody and we believe that she can have some information on Asudes." Blossom nodded and carefully put the file in the map and searched for the police station on Google maps.

"Thanks, again."
"Be careful out there and good luck," he said and flashed a smirk.
"It's not about luck, buddy. It's not about luck." She gave him a sweet smile and drove off, only to be stopped by a traffic line, 50 meters away.
"That was almost cool. Almost." Brick chuckled and walked away, leaving an embarrassed Blossom behind the wheel.

As you may notice, I'm trying to keep this story as accurate as possible – so no flames about me "copying" directly from the movie. It's what I tend to do, kind of. Not really, but you get the deal.

Anyway, I hope you liked this first chapter and please review and tell me what you think of this idea at all. Buttercup had a small part here, but she will get a bigger one soon.

I'll keep working on this if people shows interest to it, easy. Thank you, ciao!