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Butch took a swing at Buttercup from the top of the Pokey Oaks's kindergarden building. Bubbles caught her just in time, only to get knocked over the head by Boomer. He smiled wickedly, watching the two hit the hard dirt. Blossom scowled, and pushed him from behind. "Loser!"
"Hey, Miss Goody-Two Shoes!" Brick yelled, punching her in the gut. "I'm the only one allowed to call him that."
Blossom kicked the red-eyed Rowdyruff boy in the face. "You better be careful, Brick. Somebody might think you have a heart."
"Puh," he spat, defensively. Blossom grabbed hid red baseball cap. "Hey! Give that back!"
"Come and get it," Blossom taunted, ready to burn it with her eyes. She flew up high in the air as Brick chased after her. Buttercup was suddenly flying in the air as well.
"Over here!" Buttercup yelled.
Blossom laughed and tossed over Brick's hat. "Blossom, have I ever told you how much I like sharing you with my brothers? After all, why should I get to beat you up all the time?" The leader of the Rowdyruff Boys grabbed Blossom and threw her towards Boomer. "That's for stealing my hat." He directed his attention towards Buttercup. "That belongs to me!"
Suddenly, the Earth started to shake, making the citizens of Townsville cry with fear. A warm, bright light came from the clouds. It was a woman dressed in a black cloak. She had long, dark, brunette hair that flowed with the winds. Her blue eyes were positioned on Brick and his brothers. "Enough is enough. You shall learn the right way to be a teenager."
"What is that suppose to mean?" Butch asked, confused.
Boomer looked at his hands. They were glowing blue. "Hey! What's happening to me?" It appeared as if he were experiencing some sort of energy drain, but then he saw the girls going through the same thing; only their energy was transferring to the boy and vice- versa.
"Forget about you! What about me?" Buttercup slowly landed on the ground, feeling tired out of nowhere.
"Buttercup? Bubbles. I… Ay-yi-yi." The last thing she was Brick lying next to her as his red-eyes shut tightly together. He mumbled something right before he drifted off. "When I wake up from this, Brick, I promise you that you and your brothers will…" Blossom's world finally went black.
Brick woke up in his red bed and yawned. He rubbed the back of his head. For whatever reason, he had a pounding headache that just came out of nowhere. "Ugh, I feel like I was just hit by a bus."
His bedroom door swung open quickly. Brick groaned at the sight of Professor Utonium and his wide grin. "Time to wake up, Brick. You're going to be late for school."
Brick went back under his covers. "Five more minutes, Dad."
"No. You get up this instant or you're grounded!" the professor threatened.
"All right, all right. I'm up." Brick said, getting out of bed. He stretched his arms and legs. All he really wanted to do right now is lie down and sleep. Maybe it was the stupid headache he had. Perhaps the last monster he fought did this to him. Being leader of the Powerpuff Boys was rather hard sometimes. "Huh," he mumbled, hearing the ring of the Powerpuff Boys' hotline. "Yes? Bank robbery? Can't the police handle it? We're kind of getting ready for school. Oh, okay. I guess I can handle it on my own." Brick rolled his eyes and quickly put on some clean clothes. He flew out the window and went to the Townsville Bank.
He saw two guys dressed in black suits with cases full of money. Brick scowled angrily, trying to keep himself from yawning out of exhaustion. "Stop right there!"
"Oh, yeah? What are you going to do?" One asked. Brick smirked and punched both to the floor.
Maybe that was too harsh, but Brick didn't care. It was too early in the morning to be dealing with stupid crimes like this. He'd much rather crawl back into bed in sleep. Yet, since crime never sleeps, you learn that neither can you get a good night's rest either. It was in the job description. Still, at least his butt was never thrown in jail. Puh! The Powerpuff Boys could do no wrong whatsoever, and the citizens of Townsville worshipped them. Brick had many adoring fan-girls, but none of them were smart enough for him. He needed somebody who could match his own intellect. Yes, the girls were pretty, and some had brains, but not quite big enough. If only there was somebody who shared his need to absorb knowledge like sponges absorbing water.
Suddenly, three teenaged girls were floating in the air in front of him, glaring with their arms over the chest. The Rowdyruff Girls. Pain in the necks, that's what they really were. Always making Brick, Butch, and Boomer late to school, because of the crimes they were committing. Brats! Brick thought. And Blossom was the worst of the bunch. She had targeted Brick from the very beginning. Unfortunately, Blossom was in seven out of his eight classes. She was set out to make his life hell.
"Hmm, what a disappointment. Too bad, girls. I see that we were beaten to the crime. Oh, well." Blossom shrugged. Her eyes finally fell upon Brick. "Well, well, well. Look what we have here."
"Where are the rest of you?" Bubbles asked, giving him an evil chuckled.
"Hopefully at school by now, and shouldn't you be getting there yourselves?" Brick raised his left eyebrow, wanting to skip school today. Blossom and Buttercup snickered. "What's so funny?"
Blossom landed on the ground. She circled around Brick. "My, my, Bricky. After all these years, you can't still part with that silly, little cap of yours. Heck, even I got rid of my bow." Brick noticed that Blossom's hair was down today instead of in a ponytail today, because her bow would always be placed somewhere on her head. She must have lost it or something. Perhaps this was a good thing. He always thought Blossom's beauty was more apparent when her long, red hair was down. Blossom finally wasnoticed Brick marveling at her hair. "Like it?"
Brick nearly cocked up his head and replied, "Blossom, you may be beautiful, but you are not my type."
"And you're mine? Ha!" Blossom laughed. "I guess I'll just have to wait to commit crime after school. You're lucky I believe in a student's education." Well, he wasn't going to fault her for that. A good education is important, especially for somebody who wants to drop the monkey and take over the world herself. Blossom smiled one last time at Brick. She punched him hard in the gut. "Tootles, Bricky!"
Brick held his stomach tightly, gritting his teeth in pain. Even though he really hated Blossom, the red- headed boy had to admit that he kind of thought she was a good fighter; not always fair, but still good. She was the leader of the Rowdyruff Girls and used smart strategies when it came to fighting. Heck, she would even act like if it were a football play-off or something. Of course, her skills could get better. Evil thoughts cloud the brain too much and you lose. That's what Blossom, and her sisters never could beat the Powerpuff Boys.
Sadly, the girls were very determined to beat the boys. Brick liked a good sense of determination, but when it was directed at murder, it was where he had no choice, but to draw the line due to morals and what not. All the same, he couldn't blame the Rowdyruff Girls. It's what they were created for. It kind of made Brick feel sort of sorry for them; to know that their main purpose in life was never to be fulfilled, or maybe he was being a wee bit too cocky with that thought.
Still, Brick secretly hoped that maybe Professor Utonium would find a way to make them good. Every time he fought with Blossom, Bubbles, or Buttercup, he could see it in their eyes that it's not what they really wanted to be doing. Yes, including Blossom, but though their brains (and hearts if they had any) were always saying, "no," their bodies were saying, "yes, fight them." Maybe that's why Blossom's attention was always set on Brick; he knew their trust desires. To be robbed of a good, innocent life was simply horrible. Because of Mojo Jojo's stupid plans to conquer the world, those girls were suffering.
"You know, I think Brick likes you." Bubbles said with a scowl. "How sweet! You two can grow up and stupid brats!"
"Gross! Don't make me barf, Bubbles!" Blossom exclaimed. "I hate Brick, remember?"
"So you say. Brick and Blossom sittin' in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G!" Buttercup continued her teasing with kissy noise.
"He wishes." The pink-eyed girl replied, rolling her eyes.
"True. Have you seen the way he looks at you?" Bubbles asked. "It's so pathetic."
Blossom hit both of her sisters over the head. "Okay! Knock it off! We have to get to school!"
"Whatever, Leader-Girl!" Buttercup said, grabbing Bubbles by the hand. "Come on, Bubbs. Let's skip."
"Ooh! I'm so in!" Bubbles giggled excitedly. "Bye Bloss!"
"But we have a big…" Blossom stopped, thinking that her sisters were already out of hearing range. "test." She screamed, "Ugh! Sisters!" She flew to school, cursing.