Please don't hate me for this story, but I promise that it would be all better in the end… Sort of...
Butch: And I don't think she owns anything, BUT the idea.
Brick could feel the tears form at the corners of his eyes as he stared at his blood covered brothers. Both dead. Covering his face with his hands, he finally let the tears flow.
A few minutes later, he looked up at the three faded streaks in the sky and screamed. Wiping the tears away, he glared at the sky, the streaks now fully gone.
"I will avenge my brothers…" he whispered, "I will."
Blossom paced back and forth around the room, while Bubbles played with her stuffed toys silently, and Buttercup played video games, shouting at the screen. Finally coming to a halt, Blossom looked at her sisters.
"I don't Bubbles, but I just feel really…Wrong…" she said.
Bubbles sighed and shook her head, putting down her animals. "I know Blossom. I feel bad too. I just don't know why…" Tears started rolling down her cheeks.
Buttercup ignored Bubbles' loud sobs and continued playing her game.
"You two a just a bunch of wussies. You should be glad that two villains are off our list. And they deserved what they got. I mean, they been wrecking havoc since the day they were created. Plus, Brick would be better off without those two knuckle-heads. I just wonder how he manged to stay alive."
Blossom glared at her green-eyed sister from across the room.
"Buttercup, though they do the wrong thing, they don't have a right to be killed. Everyone deserves a chance. Also, I'm pretty much sure that Brick still loved his brothers, though he didn't really act like it. And none of this would have happened if YOU FOLLOWED ORDERS AND DIDN'T FIGHT TOO HARD AGAIN!!!!"
Bubbles had already made a tiny puddle on the floor. She never cried as hard in her whole life.
"W-w-we killed them a-a-and hurt them and-and-and-"She hiccupped between every word.
Blossom sat down beside her sister, patting her back. She sighed, not knowing what to do. Staring out the window, she felt tears roll down her cheeks too, but wiped them away quickly.
I just hope that we maybe did the right thing…
The sun had already set, and the moon was up high. Dark, red eyes glowed as they peered through a window. Brick watched the girls sleep as he sat down on a dead tree branch.
He glared at the three girls and smirked. "I will have my revenge Powderpuffs… I will…"
Butch: I'm dead?!
Boomer: …
I really am starting to hate myself now…