~Night Changes

Disclaimer- I don't own the Powerpuff Girls.

I should not be doing this.

I inhaled the chemicals that were held in this tiny stick, slowly taking in the smell. I puffed out the smoke that I inhaled watching it fade away. It was a cold night in Townville it was in the middle of October, so all the leaves were changing colors and falling off the trees. However, it was a peaceful night in the wonderful city of Townville. I should be sleeping like the rest of the city, but here I am behind a building with all different kinds of graffiti smoking a cigarette. I looked at it between my two fingers, my pale hands slightly shaking from holding it. It was a habit I wished I never started but it was too late, it was something that calmed me down when I'm stress. I placed it back to my lips and inhaled some more, it was making my lips dry but I didn't care.

I blew out some more smoke and leaned back against the wall. I knew I shouldn't get mad like that but she shouldn't have started it. Always trying to make it seem like she's always right, proving her point like she's better than everyone else. But maybe she was, indeed she was the fearsome leader. The people in this town always praised her like she was some queen and did it all go to that huge head of hers. Then it's my other sister, the one who can put a smile on anyone's faces. She's tries to stop the arguments that happen between our older sister and I but it never seem to work anymore. She tried to stop the one that happened a few hours ago but my temper got the best of me and I walked out. Everything changed once we got older I guess our different personalities just keep getting in the way.

"You shouldn't be here all alone Buttercup," I heard someone say. I turned in the direction where the voice was coming from. Forest green eyes soon stared at me.

"Get out of here Butch," I said as I threw my cigarette on the ground and stomp on it.

"Last time I check I'm allowed to be anywhere I wanted to be," he replied stepping closer to me. Butch and his brothers came back three years ago, claiming they change their ways and wanted to live a normal life. I however still keep a close eye on them.

"Yeah whatever," I groaned. He leaned against the wall next to me and turned his head slightly giving me the infamous smirk.

"Don't be like that, so tell me why a Puff like you is out here so late?" He questioned.

"How about you care about your life and I care about mines," I replied crossing my arms and glaring at him. He still kept the lazy stare but pouted out his lips, his lip ring shining in the moonlight.

I have to admit it's a nice touch to his so called bad boy look. Jet black hair that was spike in all different angles but it framed his face nicely; long black eyelashes that cover his forest green eyes, tan muscles that begged to get out the tight green shirt under his black leather jacket.

"Can I just ask a question without you bitching all the time," Butch said reaching in his pocket and pull out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. He pulled one out of the box and lit it, placing it to his lips slowly taking in the toxins and blowing out the smoke.

I rolled my eyes and ran a hand through my shoulder length black hair. "You sure don't have good social skills asshole."

"Says the girl who doesn't let anyone near her," he said taking another hit of the tiny stick.

"I just don't like people in my business, especially when I'm enemies with that person," I addressed with a glare. Some people are scared of my glare, but with Butch it's a whole different story.

"Here I thought we were friends babe, hurt my feelings there," he replied with a pretend hurtful expression. I sighed just wanted him to go away and let me alone. "But seriously why are you here?"

"Blossom," I said not caring if he knew anymore.

"Oh, what was the fight about?" He asked.

"Something stupid," was all I said.

"What to talk about it?" He questioned.

"Like I want to share my problems with a villain, it's nothing to talk about," I explained. I know that was mean of me but I was not it a sharing mood and he was the last person I wanted to talk to.

"I'm not a villain anymore sure I get in trouble but that's normal for teenagers. If I was still a villain you would not be standing here," he retorted.

"You are not normal Butch, none of us are," I remarked. He threw down his cigarette stepping on it while he put both of his hands on my shoulders pushing me harder against the brick wall. May had crushed a human but since I have super powers as well doesn't hurt me.

"Listen I came here to be friends with you not to be bitch at. I can go back home and listen to Brick all day," he said. His eyes slightly darken making him look like a mad man.

"If you're trying to scare me, it's not working," I said trying to get out of his grasp but he had a strong hold of me. He just stared at me as his eyes lightly up and he loosed the grip on my shoulders. I did feel bad that I did tell him off like that, I'm not a complete monster. Maybe I should ask why he's out here.

"Butch why are you out here at this time of night?" I questioned looking down at the ground.

"I come out here every night," he replied letting go of my shoulders. I was shocked he actually answered. I rubbed my shoulders and looked back at him, his eyes avoided mine. Having a change in heart maybe I should be nice, but just for tonight.

"If you want to talk about it, you can Butch," I said trying to be somewhat understanding.

"Now you want to talk," he said finally looking back at me with his eyebrow slightly raised.

"And there goes my niceness," I replied crossing my arms.

"Who said you had any," Butch remarked. Part of me wants to punch him in his face after this sly comment but I held it back. Since I did not want to destroy half of the city again and hearing Blossom's lectured me about it was the worst.

I pulled out my phone and checked the time. It was 3:30 in the morning, meaning I have to get ready for school in a few hours. I hate going to that place for five days a week, getting up way early in the mornings. The worse thing about school is all the homework the teachers give out, like the rest of us don't have lives. Like I do still have to fight crime, I don't have time to finish all it. Later on I have to hear another lecture from Blossom and the Professor on how all this homework in important. Sighing I put my phone back in my pocket.

"Well Butch wasn't nice talking to you, but I have to go," I said backing away readying to start my journey back home.

"You still didn't tell me what the fight was about," he said.

"Like I said it was about something stupid…" I murmured. He stuffed his hands in his pockets and just stared at me. Like his eyes just could see through me, I sighed once again. "She doesn't think I can make my own choices for my life."

"That's it?" Butch questioned. I nodded my head. "Brick and I fight about more serious things than that, Blossy will get over it and understand you are old enough to make your own choices. Brick understands that Boomer and I have to make mistakes in order to learn from them."

"When did you learn to give advice?" I asked.

"Just stating the facts Butterbutt, you have to show the leaders that you can take care of yourself, if not of course they'll going to bitch at you. See you at school." He simply said before flying off in the sky leaving a forest green streak behind.

Who knew Butch could be somewhat smart; I turned to the direction home and flew off letting the cool night breeze bring goosebumps to my skin. Soon my house came into view; it still was the same three window white house with a red door. My sisters and I were lucky enough to get our own rooms. I flew to the right side window and opened it, letting myself in. I closed the window back then walking to my nightstand to turn on my lamp. I turned it on seeing what a mess my room was. Clothes were tossed everywhere around my room, the bed not made, a few energy drinks and papers were across my computer desk, and some food wrappers was also scatted on the cream colored carpet.

I took off my black jumper and tossed it on the computer chair; I kicked off my shoes, and then pulled down my black jeans. I went to the chest and pulled out lime green shorts, I already had a black tank top on that was under my jumper. I picked up my jeans and took my phone out, going over to my nightstand putting the charger in. I lay down in my bed with Butch's words still playing through my head.

'You have to show the leaders that you can take care of yourself'

Just something I have to work on, I thought as I reached over to turn off the lamp. Only light that showed was the moonlight through my window, it was a full moon. I pulled the blankets over my body letting sleep take over.

Next Day-

"Buttercup it's time to get up," I heard someone whispered in my ear. Their voice was soft but I still just wanted to sleep.

"Go away," I muttered pulling the blanket over my head.

"I tried the nice way," the person said who I believe was Bubbles, but I still didn't care.

The blanket was pulled off me; I soon realize how cold my room was and curled in a ball. It felt like I just went to sleep and now I'm forced to get back up. I have to pretend like Bubbles is not here and maybe she will leave me alone, school was the last thing on my mind. I felt my bed sink in soon little fingers started to tickle me on my sides and stomach. I opened my eyes and tried to grab Bubbles's hands but she just avoid it like and kept tickling me.

"Bubbles…okay…I'm up…" I laughed. She giggled and finally stopped her tickling.

"We have to go through this every morning, should be used to it by now." She stood up and smiled at me as like she did nothing, I have to remember to get her back for this. I noticed she was already dressed in a white tank top, with a black cardigan over it, denim blue skinny jeans, and black flats. Her hair was also in a bun with a few pieces coming out, guess she was going for the casually look today. I got out of bed and yawned then scratch my head probably making my hair even messier.

"So what time did you get home last night?" Bubbles asked.

"Don't remember…" I lied, she rolled her eyes and I could tell she wasn't buying it.

"Do you take me for a fool Buttercup, I'm not stupid I know you remember," she said crossing her arms sending me a glare.

"Okay around 3:50 I believe wasn't really paying attention to the time," I said with a shrugged.

"What were you doing at this time of night?" She questioned.

"Just thinking that's all, you know clear my head and whatever," I said walking to my closet going to look for some clothes for the day. Didn't want to tell her about the little talk I had with Butch.

"Blossom does feel bad about what happened last night," Bubbles said.

I still had my back turned looking for clothes. "Well she should, I can handle myself and she needs to get that."

"You know how she is; she can't help herself it's in her nature to act like the mother of the group," Bubbles replied. I turned back around with some clothes in hand and threw them on the bed.

"Yeah I know, well I have to get in the shower see you downstairs," I said going to the bathroom that was connected to my room. Bubbles nodded and left my room.

I closed the door then turned on the light, and went too looked in the mirror. My hair was all over the place and there was a bit of dried up drool on the side of my mouth. I grabbed my wash towel and washed my face, then brush my teeth. Complaining in my mind on how it was too early, I turned on the water for my shower and then took off my pajamas and threw them in the laundry basket that was by my door. I stepped in letting the hot water relax my muscles; I did my daily routine for the shower and stepped back out. I grabbed my two light green towels and one wrapped around my body and the other one around my hair.

I opened my door back into my bedroom and put on lotion and deodorant. I put on my clothes which were a dark green shirt with a gray and black flannel, black jeans, and some worn out combat boots. My hair was still a bit damp from the shower so I threw it in a ponytail. I didn't want to bother with the makeup so I grabbed my backpack from the ground, threw my phone in the bag and went downstairs for breakfast. I went to the kitchen and saw Bubbles and the Professor sitting at the table, while Blossom put their breakfast on a plate.

Blossom was wearing a light pink sweater dress with sleeves, white tights, and brown boots. Her hair was also in a neat ponytail. Setting my backpack down next to my chair, I sat down waiting for my plate. The Professor smiled at me while peeking from his new paper, must be finishing an article. I smiled back and looked at Bubbles who was just texting on her phone. Must be her best friend Cassie, since they can't go a few hours without texting each other. Blossom soon came over with the breakfast.

"Food all done," she said with a cheerful smile. She put down the plates that had pancakes with different topping that each of us liked. Bubbles's was blueberries, the Professor's was bananas, Blossom's was strawberries, and mine was apples. Apple pancakes are amazing; adding a bit of cinnamon was a nice touch to it.

I grabbed the syrup and poured it all over my pancakes, after all that I started to eat letting it slowly melt in my mouth. I looked up and saw my family also enjoying the pancakes and Blossom's eyes looked over at me. Look like she was deciding to speak to me.

"Listen Buttercup, I'm sorry about last night I just want the best for you," she said putting down her fork.

"I know that but you have to let me be my own person," I said taking another bite of the pancake.

"I'm going to try, I just really wanted to let you know I'm sorry," Blossom replied. I nodded my head and gave her a smile.

"So Halloween coming up girls, and we don't have our costumes," Bubbles said.

"Well let's go shopping for them this weekend," Blossom responded.

"Why we need costumes? Aren't we too old to be trick or treating," I said while rolling my eyes.

"Princess having a Halloween party and I got us an invite, remember I told you this like three weeks ago," Bubbles replied.

"Oh yeah, must had slipped my mind," I said.

"I thought you girls didn't like Princess all so much," the Professor said.

"Oh we don't, I just wanted us to do something on Halloween plus all our friends are going to be there," Bubbles responded. The Professor nodded his head while getting up grabbing our plates placing them in the sink. Bubbles can get anyone to agree on anything she says.

"Well girls we don't want to be late for school," Blossom said picking up her bag from the counter. Bubbles and I also grabbed our bags, and all of us gave the Professor a hug goodbye.

"I'm driving today!" I called out running to the garage but not before I heard Bubbles and Blossom groaned in respond.

I haven't posted anything in a long time, and I also deleted a lot of my stories since most was complete garbage. But here I am giving it another go, hope everything goes well! Reasons why I been gone is that I lost the interest of continuing my stories so I just deleted them, also been getting help with some problems I been having. With my health and other things but I think I'm getting better. I been scared to post this actually because I just don't know how will this turn out, but if I want to become a better writer might as well...so I hope you all like the first chapter. Also, do you want me to switch point of views with the girls? Instead of it just being Buttercup.