PPG! Doesn't belong to me.

Okay, it goes like this. I have a list of characters and my 'randomiser' chooses two characters and I write a dialogue fic. No actions, no description... just dialogue.

Here's the first one. Butch and the Mayor.


"Oh, hi there, Buttercup! How are you this fine day?"

"I'm not Buttercup, Gramps."

"Whatever you say, Buttercup. So how are things going with your sisters?"

"Didn't you hear me, old timer? I'M NOT BUTTERCUP!"

"Who are you then?"

"Butch."

"Ooh, I see! Sorry... Butch. Hehe. Can I be Boomer?"

"Hey! Wait, why do you want to be Boomer? He's lame."

"Well, you chose Butch."

"I'M NOT BUTTERCUP!"

"Ooh, very in character! My turn. I'M NOT THE MAYOR! How was I?"

"You're as dumb as Boomer, that's for sure."

"Aw, thanks! You're as loud as Butch."

"I am Butch!"

"And I'm Boomer. I like this game. What shall we do now?"

"I'm going."

"Where?"

"Home."

xxx

"Geez, I'm glad he's gone. Creepy old guy... ah!"

"Hi, Butch!"

"How did you find me?"

"We live together, remember? Doi."

"NO, WE DON'T! YOU'RE NOT BOOMER! GO HOME!"

"I am home. What shall we do now? Beat up the Powerpuff Girls?"

"Get l- Hey! Yeah! That's a good idea, Boomer. You go beat them up. Come back when they're dead."

"Okay, bye, bye!"

xxx

"He is dumb."

"Hi."

"How the heck-? What? Did you kill them?"

"I beat them up and brought them here."

"Wow! Let me- YOU MORON! Those aren't the Powerpuff Girls! Those are the Amoeba Boys."

"They said they'd be the Powerpuff Girls for our game."

"I meant beat up the real Powerpuff Girls... not pretend ones. The Rowdyruff Boys wouldn't beat up these big a losers."

"But... But that would involve hurting you, Buttercup."

"ARGH!"