This fic is dedicated to 3B-JOJO, who took my play dough of an idea and mashed into the light bulb you see before you. Thanks I hope you like it!
AU: Everyone is around the same age in this fic, EVERYONE! The mayor, Blossom, Brick, Ms. Bellum, Mojo, etc… Everyone. The professor did not create the 'Powerpuff Girls' and Mojo did not create the 'Rowdyruff boys.' The RRB are not known as brothers and the PPG are not known as sisters. They don't have super powers. Mojo is not a monkey and Him is not a demon. I think that's everything.
I don't own the Powerpuff Girls. Hope you like!
Blossom looks at the scene before her, everyone in Townsville had been invited to this party and yet only a handful of the most important people have shown up.
Robin is there in the corner talking to a half drunk Mike Believe. Mitch and Princess are on the balcony talking about things Blossom doesn't really care about. Mojo and Him are sitting at the table, eating and drinking half-heartedly, not really having the fun they were promised. Ms. Bellum sits next to the Mayor talking about some legal thing as this is a party for the Mayor's election and Ms. Bellum is the Mayor's advisor.
The Mayor sees Blossom and smiles at her, she smiles back looking to the ring on her finger. Blossom sighs remembering when he proposed, she was too shocked to say no and at the alter, she just couldn't back out. She couldn't say no to him and she hated that. Her and the Mayor were an odd couple, but a couple no less, even if she wasn't exactly faithful to her 'dear' husband.
Speaking of unfaithful, here's her lover now. Brick meets her eyes and smirks, she smiles back wider than when she smiled at her husband. He gives her a quick wink before turning to his friend he was talking to. Butch, the millionaire, Blossom knew that Brick was very jealous of the wealth those around him had attained, herself included. She never understood how he even gets into these parties, he's flat broke and lives in a dirty apartment in downtown Townsville. But Blossom figured it must be his charm that got him places, his ability to lie fluently must come in handy when he's not on the list.
Blossom walks down a few steps, eyeing more of the guests. There's the Professor, just back from research in Antarctica, he is talking to Ms. Keane, who recently got promoted to Education Director of Townsville. While staring at the two, a figure crosses her sight. She focuses to see Butch and Brick again, the two of them walking toward the Butler, Boomer. Blossom and the Mayor had decided to give him the night off, as he hasn't had one in a few months and he said his friends would be there. Blossom didn't expect his friends to be Butch and Brick, in fact all three of them were very unlikely friends. However, Blossom shrugs this thought off and continues walking down the stairs. She reaches the bottom as her maid and chief chef approaches her,
"Good evening madam," She says with a curtsey. Blossom laughs,
"Buttercup, come now. I told you to take the night off!" She says smiling. Buttercup shrugs,
"I know! Just seeing if you remembered!" she says, taking off her apron to reveal a rather nice emerald dress. Blossom smiles at her, they were good friends, her and her maid, even if the latter worked for the former. Buttercup smoothes out her dress a little nervously,
"You look great," Blossom complaints trying to soothe her nerves. Buttercup smiles at her,
"Thanks," she looks around the room, eyes landing on something or someone Blossom can't see, "uh, I got to go. Bye Bloss!" she yells running away toward whatever she had spotted. Blossom shrugs, this was normal behavior for her friend. She feels a light tap on her shoulder and turns to see Boomer standing there in his usual stance. Hands in pockets, expression lazy, and eyes both annoyed and bored. Yes, he is the best butler they have ever had.
"Boss, the entertainment has arrived, do you want them to perform now?" he asks, eyes wandering away from her, not really interested in the conversation. Blossom nods,
"Yes now would be nice, Boomer" she says. Boomer nods slowly and walks off toward the small stage that was set up. They had got a singer/dancer to perform, she is rather famous and an old friend of Blossom, she agreed to do it for free. Her name is Bubbles. Blossom notices as Boomer walks back stage to where Bubbles was most likely waiting, she also notices that it takes a very long time for him to come out. So long she stops waiting and turns her attention else where, Butch has disappeared but Brick was by the punch bowl talking to Mike. Next thing she knew, Bubbles is singing on stage and Boomer is sitting beside Mojo and Him at the table. She sighs quietly and walks toward the table, taking a seat next to Ms. Bellum.
"Hello," she greets her friend with a smile, Ms. Bellum smiles back or at least Blossom thinks so, it's hard to see her face past all her hair.
"Hello," Ms. Bellum says back sweetly. Blossom looks to the seat beside Ms. Bellum, finding it empty, she frowns.
"Where's my husband?" she asks. Ms. Bellum shrugs,
"He left for the bathroom about a half an hour ago, I haven't seen him since. I figured he was with you," she says. Blossom bites her lip,
"No he wasn't with me. Where could he have gone?" she asks no one in particular. Ms. Bellum shrugs turning her attention back the singer,
"You know how he is, he's probably just trying to steal pickles from the salad in the kitchen." She says, Blossom smiles,
"Yeah you're right. I'm over-reacting." She says turning her attention back to the singer as well. Bubbles finishes her third song and the room is filled with clapping and praise. She picks up the mike to start her next song when a bone chilling scream erupts from somewhere upstairs. Brick runs toward it first, than Boomer, Blossom, Bubbles, and everyone filling up the stairs toward the scream. Brick burst in the room where the scream came from. Inside, are Buttercup, Butch, and the Mayor.
Only, one of them isn't breathing.