Mou.. sorry everyone! I redid this first chapter. I had a little problem back then and also a little identity crisis. It's okay. I have that a lot. In fact I have that everyday (before I go to school). I added a few stuff to make it longer. Mou.. hope you guys like it.
Sorry again for the inconvenience.
Buttercup's POV
"GAAAHHH!" I shouted in frustration. My door busted open. "WHAT?" Bubbles was holding a broom. "What happen? Where's the burglar?" she was panting. She looked around and set her eyes on me. I was lying on my stomach holding my psp. I raised my left eyebrows, "What burglar? I didn't say anything about burglars. Why are you holding a broom?" I pointed at her. She gave a sigh of relief and rolled her eyes. "You were shouting so I thought that somebody broke into our house." She giggled, shaking her head. "So… the broom is for you to hit the burglar?" she didn't answer my question but responded by laughing nervously. "Bubbles, I don't need protection. I am a Powerpuff girl. I have superpowers and so do you. And what burglar would come at four in the evening?" I sat up straight.
Bubbles was always the baby out of us three. When she was younger she used to cry a lot even over small things. Blossom and I always had to calm her down and stuff. Sometimes it's getting on my nerves so Blossom had to do all the coaxing instead. When she turned thirteen, she became braver and stronger. She didn't cry as often as before anymore and she's still working hard on it till now. Okay! Back to the story! Sorry I've made y'all hear about my family stories. Ahahaha! Old habits die hard- that doesn't make any sense… That's Blossom's habit. Anyway, back to the story! Bubbles looked down to her feet. I smiled and reckoned her to come and sit by my side. She walked slowly and sat, still looking down. I put my arm over her shoulders which startled her. "If you want to protect me, make sure you come in with golf club or maybe a frying pan." I winked and we both laughed.
"Wait. Why were you shouting just now?" Oh that… I scratched my head, "Uhm..." I held up my psp and laughed nervously. Bubbles put her hands on her hips and raised her eyebrows. "What? I almost won. I'm on the last stage! Then SUDDENLY my STUPID psp died." I waved my dead psp in front of her. She gave me a look and walked out of my room. As soon as Bubbles closed the door I turned to my psp and glared. "I am not done with you." I stood up and plugged in the charger into my psp. I need to calm myself down. I grabbed my cap and hoodie and walked out of my room. "Where are you going?" asked my read headed sister. "A walk." I replied flatly. "You lost?" she smirked at me. "I didn't lose! I ALMOST win. If it wasn't for my stupid psp died while I was in the middle of the game, I might have won." She didn't respond but just gave me the yea-sure-you-will face.
Butch's POV
"Yo, bro! You have five minutes to get ready. If not we're going to leave you" I heard one of my brothers yelling from downstairs. I just groaned and pulled the covers above my face. I don't really care if they left me anyway. What do they think I am? Five? "Butch!" I felt someone pulling the covers of me. I assumed it was Boomer. I tighten my grips on the cover. "GET UP, DAMNIT!" we end up having tug of war using the covers. Suddenly, RRIIIIPPPP! Both of us remain silent for a while. I finally stood up, still with my eyes closed and walked towards the cupboard. "At last! Sheeesh…" Boomer was still sitting on the floor. I opened the cupboard and pulled out a green blanket and went back to sleep. I could feel that Boomer was just staring me with disbelief. "That's it. Whatever, dude. We're leaving you." Boomer gave me a sigh of defeat and walked out of my room.
A few minutes passed, or maybe hours… whatever. I finally woke up. "Argghh…" I stretched and looked around. Hmm… I wonder if they are back yet or not. I doubt that they are. I wonder if there is food. I walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. There was a note. I opened it to see what was inside. "What…." My eyes widened and I sweat dropped. The note said;
To our beloved brother, you might think that we might cook for you. We did but you took such a long time to get your butt down here to the kitchen so we ate your share. You don't mind, do you? Of course not. Don't worry bro. We are considerate and nice enough that we left you something to eat too. You can find it in the kitchen cupboard.
With love,
Your brothers
Hmm… them? Being considerate? There must be something fishy. I walked towards the kitchen cupboard and opened it. There lay a package and another note. It reads; you're welcome, bro. There is STILL something fishy. I ripped open the package to see what did they left for me. I sweat dropped and my vein popped. "Those guys…" Yup. They did left me something and guess what? A pillow. They knew that I love to sleep and they left me a pillow to eat to rub it in my face. I can see them laughing right now. How considerate of them. That's why I love them. And I am not going to let them get away easily. I have to thank them somehow for being so considerate. I went up to Boomer's room and took out a jar from under his bed. His favourite cookies. Then I took a can of spray paint walked into Brick's bedroom. I sprayed a big THANK YOU on his bed and walls. Oh, and did I tell you that I also did that to Boomer's room? Yea, I did that too. Well, back to the story, I took Brick's favourite pillow and threw it outside and it fell into a puddle. Bull's-eye. Here's a secret. Brick may look like he's cool and matured and everything but he could not sleep without his beloved pillow. He is such a baby. Yup, the pillow that I threw out just now. That's his darling. I know. I am so dead. That's why I am planning to leave this house and not return till it's safe again.
Buttercup's POV
"Screw that psp." I hissed when I thought about the incident again. I crossed my arms and pouted. I looked at the surrounding and took a deep breath. "HAH! Who cares about the game anyway? AHAHAHAHA!" I laughed out loud and marched away from my house. So unfeminine of me. I was wearing my tight black t-shirt that showed my curves-not that I have any yet. Well I do have a little but I ain't complainin' because I want it to stay that way- dark green hoodie to cover it and baggy pants. My dark wavy hair has grown till my back. I hid them all in my cap and left my bangs and side hair stickin out. Side hair? Does that sound right? You know what I mean, right? Many people had mistaken me for a guy several times so I got used to it. I walked passed the park and saw a few kids playing happily. They waved at me as soon as they saw me and I waved back, grinning. I walked away, thinking how fun would it be to play with them.
You might think that I, the toughest Powerpuff girl, who was short-tempered, shown no mercy to opponents, and never back down to ANY fight, would NEVER be good with kids? WRONG! I am very good with kids. They all liked me. Blossom said that it is because I am acting all immature- you know, running around, climbing, and jumping, and so on. That's why they liked me. It's because I could play around with them too. It's like I am one of them- although I am like, two times older than them. I made a turn at a corner and end up at a dead end. I looked around me.
Butch's POV
I decided to take a walk outside. There were a few girls looking at me. I looked at them back and it caused them to blush and started giggling. What is wrong with them? I mean, they looked at people and they start to turn all red and started giggling. What's up with that? To tell you the truth, I am not really good with women. They always end up crying with me around. If you want to find a better guy, you might want to take a look at Brick and Boomer. I don't really like girls. Well, I don't mind them. Only those fan girls. They are all so troublesome. I mean, who the hell would go all fan-girling over a villain? They'd even stalk us! I mean really! Who does that?
I continued walking and left those girls. Man, this is boring. There is absolutely NOTHING to do! I wonder where my brothers went. I walked aimlessly and suddenly, "oh, looky here. Who's this?" I saw a green eyed girl walking. She has back hair, I think- well, I couldn't really see it because she hid them under her cap. Only her bangs were visible. It seemed like she's talking to herself. "A powderpuff," I decided to follow her since I was bored. I wonder where she is heading. She made a turn at a corner and so do I. And finally it led us to a dead end. She started to look around.
Buttercup's POV
"How did I get here?" sometimes I walked aimlessly around town without thinking and end up to some random place. Blossom always scolded me for that. What a MOM. I couldn't help it! I'm always in deep thought when I walk. I think too, okay? A LOT. Well, not about fighting strategies or school stuffs. Those are Blossom's thing. Bubbles' thing is mainly about clothes and cute stuffs, I guess? Who knows, anyway? What do I usually think about? Why do you want to know? I don't even know who you people are anyway. You guys should feel lucky that I am at least telling y'all all this.
ANYWAY, back to the story! Wow, I really need to restrain myself from going out of topic often. Heheh... BACK TO THE STORY! I took a look around again and shrugged. I turned around and met with a pair of dark green pair of eyes staring into mine. "WOAH!" I stumbled backwards and fell on my butt. "Ow…" I rubbed my back and glared at the owner. "Hey, Powderpuff." He chuckled. "Hey, douche." I stood up, dusting myself. "You seemed a little off guard." He continued as he walked towards me. "You want to know why?" I waited until he stopped walking and pointed at his chest. "YOUR FACE. It's so ugly that it threw me off guard." I pushed him and walked pass him. Hey stuck out his foot so that I tripped on it. I did but I managed to balance myself so that I won't fall again. I tighten my grip, "You are so DEAD," I hissed at him. Without thinking twice I launched myself at him and started kicking and punching him. He blocked my punches and kicks. "You're getting good, douche." I said while trying to punch him. "Hn. You're not bad yourself too." He said blocking another punch of mine.
A few minutes passed. None of my kicks or punches did hit him. He kept blocking them. "Okay, I get it! You've ace in blocking! Can we move on?" I finally said, still trying to hit him. He didn't respond but just smirked at my remark. "Alright," I gritted my teeth. "Time for level two!" I used my eye laser and shot at his shoulder. He winced and fell on his back. I smirked and walked slowly towards him. He didn't move a muscle. I frowned and walked nearer. "Hey," I called out. He still didn't move. I walked even nearer and bent down to touch his shoulder. His eyes opened and glared at me. As fast as lightning he grabbed hold of me and pulled me down. I was too shock to do anything- not that I don't see that coming. He pinned me down and smirked. Struggled to free myself from him but he was too strong. "Give up." He whispered to my right ear. My eyebrows furrowed and I clenched my fist. My green eyes slowly turned red. "Not. A. Chance."
Butch's POV
"Not. A. Chance." She hissed and shot me again with her eye laser that sent me a few feet away from her. That was harsh. I pulled myself together and tried to sit up. I could see her making her way towards me. There was a green aura surrounding her. Her eyes were dark and her fists were clenched tight. I guess I've went too far? I sat up looking at her and prepared myself for the worst. I admit it, she is stronger than me but day by day I am getting stronger too. I don't really admit it to her. Well, yea duh, why would I do that? It will ruin my reputation. Well I am a boy so I have to be the dominant.
Back to the story, she walked towards me slowly. I kept staring at her and refused to look away to show that I am not weak. She stopped a few steps away from me and corrected her cap position. "Good fight." She suddenly voiced out. Her voice didn't show any sign of anger or fury. It's just her normal voice. She was grinning. Her green aura also had disappeared. She grinned at me one last time and walked away. I thought that maybe, just MAYBE, she would have given me one last blow on my face. This is the green, tough Powerpuff we're talking about. Just now she was so soft. It was like her alter-ego. Another side of hers that I've never seen before.
She was always so hard and mean with me especially during fights. She was sparkling just now. I could remember the soft look on her eyes. I could feel my cheeks warming. Shit, this is no time for hormones to kick in. I couldn't be falling for a... a POWDERPUFF?
Buttercup's POV
I walked away till he was out of sight and I laughed out loud, "I won! AHAHAHAHA!" and continued marching away.
Butch's POV
"I won! AHAHAHAHA" her voice was heard but a little faint. Definitely not. I'm not falling for her. She's just acting weird just now. I stood up and walked out of the place.
Buttercup's POV
There was still time before the sun goes down. So I decided to stop by at the park. There were still children playing. I didn't feel like joining them so I sat on a nearby bench.
I smiled to myself.
Butch's POV
I should be going home. I walked pass the park and saw a familiar looking girl sitting on one of the benches. Maybe I should have a little bit more fun before I go.
Buttercup's POV
Suddenly I felt like somebody taking my cap off my head. I quickly looked behind me and saw the green Rowdyruff spinning my cap. "Since when were you interested in my brother's style?" he asked me, still playing with my cap. I tried to snatch my cap again but failed. "He's not the only one with a cap on his head." I said, still trying to get my cap back. "He'd never walk out without his cap. These recent years I'd rarely see you without a cap." He was still spinning my cap with his index finger. "Well," I jumped and managed to cap back. "I'm sure he has his own reasons for wearing the cap. And I do too." I put on my cap again, avoiding his eyes. His eyebrows furrowed.
Butch's POV
She avoided my gaze. I'm starting to suspect something. Did she just defend Brick? Well, the whole reason Brick wears a cap is because he thinks that he looks cool with it. I do remember once we were fighting against each other- with both our siblings, she wasn't focusing. She kept stealing glances at Brick. My eyebrows furrowed. "You like him, don't you?" I asked her.
Buttercup's POV
"You like him, don't you?" My eyes widened when he asked the question. "What?" I turned to look at him. He was serious. "You liked my brother, right?" he repeated his question. "WH…WHAAAAAAAT? Now how did you get THAT crazy idea? When I wear a cap just like he does, it doesn't mean that I like him, o-KAY?" I raised my voice, trying to fight my blush. I pulled my cap down to cover my face.
The green rowdyruff held my wrist. I winced but didn't look straight at him. He lifted my cap from covering my face and stared at me. I bit my lower lip while avoiding his stare. I hate it when he does that. He knew that I feel uncomfortable when I get too close to a guy. We stayed like that for a few seconds. He finally let me go and chuckled. "You should have looked at your face!" he laughed. "I guess that is one of the reasons you're wearing a cap!" he added, still laughing. My face turned red not because I was blushing but because I was mad- no, FURIOUS! I punched his arm hard and caused him to wince in pain. That didn't stop him from laughing though. "You're such an ass!" I continued hitting him.
After a few minutes, I sat down in a huff. "Why are you even here, anyway? Did you follow me here? What do you want? Are you alone?" I asked him a lot of questions. He sat beside me and put both of his hands behind his head. "Stop cross-examining me. It's none of your business." I pouted at his respond. "Could it be that...?" I smirked and glanced at him. "What?" he raised his eyebrows at me. "That..." I grinned. "That WHAT?" he put his hands down and turned towards me. "That... that... that..." I purposely take time to say it to make him impatient. "That WHAT?" He was getting annoyed and grabbed hold of my shoulders. I was shocked for a while but shook it of and continued with the plan. "That," I made one last pause and moved near him. "You. Liked. Me." I whispered at him and smirked.
It took me a few seconds for my brain to process what I've just said to him. Wait, WHAT? That is like the worst idea ever! It's disgusting! Yuck! What was I thinking? Me and him? Bad. BAD IDEA EVER!
While I was so into myself, he let me go and laughed, "Why would I do that?" I looked at him and saw he wasn't looking at me. His laugh doesn't sound like the original mocking laugh. I smirked and moved nearer to him. "Then why aren't you looking at me? Hmmm?" He moved away, still not looking at me. "Now, WHY WOULD I DO THAT?" he raised his voice slightly and turned his head to look at me, smugly. "You're not that pretty to look at." My left eye twitched and my vein popped on my forehead. Not that I want to be pretty. I'm quite happy with how I look now. But hey, I am still a girl and that thing he said just now did not please a girl.
"You didn't answer my question yet. You followed me here, didn't you?" I asked him again. "Why do you care? It's up to me to go wherever I want. Why would I follow a Powderpuff? A Rowdyruff goes his own way. No following people. Could it be that you're the one following me?" he raised his eye brows at me. "How could I follow you if I was here first? Besides, you guys are made BEFORE us and JUST like us. Technically you guys followed us. You guys are like clones but the guy version." I replied with a smug. "No. We didn't FOLLOW you. We're just recreated just like you guys but COOLER." He defended himself. What? That doesn't even make any sense but I won't give up. I'll just oppose whatever he just said. "Well! You guys are like pirated copies of us. The original ones are always BETTER. Besides, you guys are CHEAP." Beat that. He opened his mouth to say something. "Hey," a higher pitched voice call out.
What? Now that does not like sound like his voice. I turned to look at my counterpart to see that he was staring at me in confusion. Both of us turned to look in front and saw a little boy smiling cheekily at me. "uhm, yes?" I smiled at him. He blushed and held my hand.
"I love you."
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"WHAT?" Green boy and I exclaimed.
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