Back again after watching a obsessed lover video and got an idea for one myself. Btw I will be continuing "Not Yet" but I need to see how this story plays out first. I also may use some things from my other stories.
Disclaimer: I do not own PowerPuff or RowdyRuff Boys.
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Today was a very special day for a particular someone. A 17 year old girl will be turning 18 today. She just wanted the day to be over, but knowing her family they are going to make it longer than expected.
Her name is Isis Dominique Ultonium, however, everyone calls her Buttercup, or BC for short. She has raven hair and emerald green eyes. She stands at about 5'6 and is a B cup. She may sound cute, but her attitude is completely different.
She is very attractive, thats for sure, but she is also very aggressive. She's very quiet most of the time but can be quite talktive when someone starts something with her, but most of the time she just walks away or ignores them. She can be calm and relaxing and she is hard working, and she is very sarcastic. She has a heart for sports and a talent for dancing. Thats where she gets her goddess body from, and no boy can resist it.
People see her as this stuck-up teenage girl because she is always alone and is anti-social when it comes to communicating with others. She hits the gym a lot and has this obsession with hoodies and crop tops. Her favorite clothing companies are Nike and Adidas. She often dresses like a boy but is always looking sexy when she does.
Today the birthday girl is in her apartment, listening to the song Thunder non-stop while reading a book in her room. Its was so peaceful, until a loud mouth blonde burst in the room. "ISIS!" She exclaimed so loudly that Buttercup can hear her through her max-level headphones.
Buttercup looked up and saw her sister in the doorway with a full outfit on. She know its was time to start the long day that has been planned for a few weeks now. "Amber," Buttercup muttered under her breath then she took her headphones off.
Amber is Buttercup's youngest sister. She is 17 years old perky girl that loves everything blue. She has blonde hair and sky blue eyes. She stands at about 5'4 and is a B cup, but is a little less busty than Buttercup, not that she is. People call her Bubbles because she is so bubbly.
She is more of a little kid then a teen. She still shops at Claire's for accessories. She loves to wear sweaters and skirts and rings and bracelet. She is one of the most loyal people you will ever met. She will never let you down if you need her and she is the one to cheer you up when you are upset or just not feeling it.
She has this obsession with pink purses because she says they always match her outfits. By the way she has a very majestic fashion sense and pulls boys faster than she eats tacos. She is very jumpy and always happy. She gets excited over the littlest things and exaggerates everything.
She loves singing with her best friend Robin and her boyfriend, Mitch. She dances with Buttercup a lot and likes to style outfits for herself and her sisters.
She was wearing a light blue autamn dress with brown boots and a pink scarf. Her hair was up in two curly pigtails, as usual, and she had her favorite pink purse on her arms. She was wearing a necklace with the name Amber hanging at the end, and her earrings were white pearls.
"Come on girl! We have been waiting for a hundred years!" Buttercup looked at her and sighed. "Its only been 30 minutes," she told her. Bubbles put her hands on her hips. "Well, it felt like forever," she exclaimed. "Anyways," She said all perky. "Its your day today. You get to do whatever you want!" Buttercup raised an eyebrow. "And by 'whatever I want' you mean whatever you planned," she replied.
Bubbles scatched her cheek. "Heh. You know me too well, huh?" said and Buttercup shook her head and pointed at the door. "Get out, Bub. Let me change," Bubbles squealed and ran down stairs. Buttercup got up and stretched and sighed. "I'm not going to get any sleep tonight," she told herself with a smile.
She walked to her dresser and opened it. She got dressed and was looking as sexy as can be. She was wearing a black crop top that says Adida in the middle in white. Her pants were also black and Adidas, with the word Adida on the side, plus her shoes were black Adidas. She even had a black cap that was Adida. Basically she just went full on Adida.
She looked in the mirror and did her make-up, not that it was really make-up. Just some clear lip-stick and...well thats just it, clear lip-stick. She opened the jewery box her dad got her and took out a pair of diamond front-back earrings. She took one apart and put it in her ear, brushing back one side of her hair behind her ear. Then she took the other one and put it in, leaving that side down.
She went to her closet and took out a black Adida hoodless jacket and put it on. She walked out the apartment and closed the door. Then she locked it and heard the horn beeping from down stairs.
She lookes at her phone. "6:32," she said. "Right on time," She walked down the stairs that led to the parking lot outside her apartment. She sisters and friends were all next to two Aston Martin cars. One was white and red and the other was all black.
She walked down the steps and everyone was shocked. "Wow BC, you went full Adida on us, huh?" Adam Baker, or Brick, stated. Blosson looked at her and gasped. "Isis! That is highly inappropriate! Go back and change right now!" Buttercup rolled her eyes at her and continued walking down the stairs.
Brick is a lasy ass 19 year old jock that likes to hang out with Buttercup. He has reddish-orange hair and ruby red eyes. He stands at about 6'0 and has his eye on Buttercup's older sister. People call him Brick because of his cool attitide and good looks.
Brick plays a lot of sports and is always picking up girls that he doesn't want. His main sport is football and he is the caption to the football team. Thats where he gets his six-pack from and even Blossom can't resist them. He is very fun to be around and is the type that will persuade you into doing something that you didn't know you wanted to do.
Even though he pulls, he is not a player. He has had his eye on Blossom since they were in grade school, and she knows it, but she never wants to admit that she likes him back. Sometimes Buttercup, Bubbles, and Robin get together and play match-maker, but it always backfires and the makers become the making.
Brook is Buttercup's oldest sister and by far the wisest, maybe too wise for her age. She is 18 years old and is a "good girl", as she calls herself. She is a red-head and has pink pearl eyes. She stands at about 5'8 and is a C cup. People call her Blossom because she always has this sweet rose smell everytime she walks past someone and because she loves pink.
Blossom is a book worm and is way too over-protective when it comes to her sisters. She is in a hella lot of clubs and is the class representive at their school. She is very serious most the time and doesn't get out very often. She always has her nose in a book or sleeping to "rest her mind."
She does not have a lot of fun and is a buzz kill. She likes everything to be in order and perfect, even though "perfect" will never happen. But, she sure does love her sweets. If you can get her a strawberry cake and some cookies, she is you slave for about 45 minutes.
Brick was wearing a red shirt that has a Nike symbol on the front in black and a pair of dark blue jeans that have holes in them and a black bomber jacket with a backwards red cap and a band-aid on his right cheek. His shoes were all red Nikes.
Blossom was wearing a light pink collar dress with a long sleeve jean jacket wrapped around her waist and two bead bracelets on her left hand. Her shoes were light pink below ankle convers with a white rim at the bottom.
"Oh come on Bloss, its cute, right?" Bubbles stated and Blossom looked at her. "She could have at least put on a shirt that covers her stomach," Buttercup looked at Blossom with a pouty face. "Oh my fault. I don't own any 'age appropriate' shirts, so deal with it,"
Blossom glared at her then looked away. "Can we go now before it gets too late," Marlin Rake, or Boomer, suggested. Bubbles looked at him and exclaimed, "Marlin is right. If we don't leave now, we won't have enough time to do everything we want," Boomer looked at Bubbles and a slight shade of pink apperaed on his cheeks.
Marlin Raker is a clumsy 18 year old boy that is too shy to even say 'Hello' to a cashier at Wal-Mart. He has dirty blonde hair and dark blue eyes. Be stands at about 5'8 and has these adorable freckles on his cheek that Bubbles can't resist. People call him Boomer because he is really clumsy and goes boom all the time.
He is one of the nicest people you will ever met. He is not much of a sports fan, but he loves to build things and he loves video games. He works out, yes, but he doesn't do it as often as Brick. He does it to impress this particular blonde that may or may not be standing next to him right now, but you never know.
He is a huge anime fan. His favorite anime is Naruto and all of it's movies. He watches others too, like: Tokyo Ghoul, Fairy Tale, Attack on Titan, Death Note, etc. His brother always teases him for watched "cartoons" as he calls them, but Boomer has learned how to brush it off and continue with his life.
Boomer was wearing blue and white jock jacket with a plain gray shirt and dark blue pants. He had a gray bonnie on his head and his shoes were all blue Nikes. He doesn't dress to impress nobody. Only if he's going somewhere alone with Bubbles.
Brick looked at Bubbles confused. "Wait," he said. "I thought you only plained to go to the cl-" He was cut off by a sharp pain in his knee. Blosson had kicked him and smiled, sweat-dropping. "None of you business. You will have to wait and see," Then she gave Brick a look and he winked at her, still holding his knee. She rolled her eyes at him and turned away.
They all got in the cars. Brick and Blossom road in that red and white one with Brick driving and Buttercup, Bubbles, and Boomer road in the other one with Buttercup driving. "One question," Buttercup stated. "Uh-huh?" Bubbles answered. "Where is Raven?" Buttercup asked.
Boomer and Bubbles looked at each other and shrugged. Buttercup sighed. "Always late," Buttercup muttered and backed out if the parking space. Blossom and Brick did the samething. They all were in the car for about half an hour until Brick stopped at this place called Black Panthern.
They all got out the car and looked at the place. "Its beautiful," Bubbles said while wiping a fake tear off her face. Buttercup chuckled. "Wow, Bubs crying over a club? Who knew?" she said and shrugged. "Isis stop!" Bubbles said and pushed her while Buttercup was still laughing.
"Well, what are we waiting for, Christmas? Lets go!" Bubbles exclaimed and dragged Boomer along with her. Blossom sighed and said, "This is so inappropiate," Brick puts a hand on her shoulder. "Cone on, it will be fun. Trust me," Brick said and smiled.
Blossom put her arms down and sighed again. "Fine, but only this once," Then she walked off and Brick watched her. Buttercup saw that and placed her hand in his shoulder. "Hey, you want her to like you, right?" she asked. "More than ever," he replied while still watching Blossom enter the club. "Then stop staring at her ass and go for it,"
Brick looked at her. "Make her see why they call you Brick," He smilled at her then he took off after Blossom and walked with her. Buttercup leaned on the door of the car and watched them. She was waiting for Raven to get here. Then she looked over and saw something. It was hard to make out, like a shadow, at the corner of an ally, watching her.
Then, at the moment she blinked, it disappeared. She started rapidly blinking in shock. "What the he-" she was cut off by something on her back. "Hey bestie! You miss me?" It was he best friend Raven O' Neal. "Oh shit. Don't do that," Raven got off her back and laughed. "You should have seen your face," she said. Buttetcup sweat-dropped and sighed.
Raven is a 18 year old girl who has been Buttercup's best friend ever since Kindergarden. She loves to scare her and is always late to special events, examlpe number uno up-top. She has black-ish green-ish kind of hair and grass green eyes. She stands at about 5'7 and is a B cup, but has more than Buttercup. People call her Brute because she is, how should I put this, crazy, and they sometimes mistake them for sisters.
Brute is a prankstor. She loves pulling pranks and testing the waters. She often gets in trouble for her pranks and sometimes get Buttercup in trouble with her. She is a lot of fun when she isn't at the police station, her pranks are that bad, and she has a well known face around Townsville because of her pranks.
Although Brute is a hand full, she is also a very helpful and caring person. She volunteers at almost all if the stores in the town and she helps out the community, too. Thats another reason why her face is so well known in the town.
The reasons of her volunteering is because she is bipolar. Her helping peraonality only comes out when she sees someone in need, but other times, shes crazy. Her other peraonalities rarely come out, like loner and pissed off, but thoes are her two main peraonalities. This is a curse to her and she always wished it was never a common trait in her family.
Brute was wearing a black hoodie with the words Mess With Me I'll Kick Your Azz on it in white and a pair of black pants with black and white below ankle Nikes and a Nike cap. This is why they mistake them for sisters a lot.
"How's it being 18, huh?" she asked with a curious tone. "I don't know, to be honest. I just feel the same way, like I do on all my brithdays," she answered with a flat voice. Brute put her arm arouns her shoulder and said, "Well after tonight, I know you will change your mind,"
Then she dragged her inside the dark building. Buttercup looked back and saw that same shadow on top of a building. She quinted, then blinked, and it was gone again. She did not have a good feeling about this, but the sound of her friends voice snapped her out of it, ans they walked into the building. Little did she know, someone, or something, was watching her.
Every move she makes.
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Wow, this was long. I got A LOT of things from my other stories in here, but this one will turn out different. Maybe. Anyway, let me know what you think. Like and review, and I might comtinue.