Prisoners and Paper Planes.
One day, some place
one of the prisoners
fell in love with a girl outside the fence
So sad…
Feel so sad.
Boomer Jojo always was known as the 'Kind Idiot' of the Rowdyruffs, which didn't surprise many at all. He didn't like this title much for obvious reasons as it may. Boomer and his brothers were the most powerful of the villians, though they were brought down by the undefeated Powerpuff Girls again. Surprisingly though, he didn'tcare for being in the toughest of the groups. He didn't seem to care since he was in jail like all the others who ended up here aswell. He expected much. He also expected the no powers rule too from what a scientist made. (handcuffs that make it so powers are gone till they are removed) He was seperated from his brothers for now since he was working. This gave him more timeto think, think about why he came, and think about the work he must do.
"It's not like it is my fault for being evil." Boomer muttered. 'It's all our fathers's fault!' He didn't know who to blame more for being in prision, his 'parents' or his brothers. Something crawled up his heart, pity and sadness. He knew it wasn't his brother nor himself. He knew it, but he couldn't yet admit it aloud.
'Maybe if we were good, non of this would have happened to us.' Boomer thought sorrowfully. He sighed knowing the answer. His eyes curiously drifted to items beyond the fence. He stopped for a moment noticing someone, a girl. 'She's rather pretty isn't she?' He couldn't help thinking. He blushed at the thought. She was in green. A green dress that seemed simple enough, it had just black trimmings. Her black hair was down, it was shoulder length. Her eyes were somewhat hidden under a green hat. You can just see the smile she had grow as she watched him.
Boomer realised from that point foreward, she was someone he loves now. His new love.
Deprived of freedom,
Boomer, who by now fell in love with the girl, was desperately wshing he can leave this area he was forced in so he can meet her face to face. Freedom, though, wouldn't ever be achieved.
I'm persecuted.
Between you and dirty me
There is a gap, a gap.
Boomer kept aimlessly dreaming of the girl, even having some dirty thoughts between them. His innocent mind was tainted by these images, but still he understood the gap, a difference. He knows he loves her from the heart, he also knows she has freedom he doesn't. He knew that his love wouldn't be ablee to do much. He wanted to love her much much more, to love, to kiss, to..just be there with her more. He knew that..thatshe and him were different. How can love blossom like that? He never understood, but he didn't mind it much had he?
I wrote a letter and folded an airplane
Since Boomer mostly works outside, he always was able to pass his notes to her through a simple paper plane. He always loved this.
as we cross over the wall between us, Go fly! Go fly! Ah, I can also become free, one day…
Watching as it flew in the wind to her, then land, he can't help but smile. He looked over at her, she was smiling too, and it grew as she read the note. There was something that Boomer will envy:The note was free, something he lacked.
'Maybe I can be free too someday.' Boomer though and smiled.
A lie
It's a lie
but I know that if you stay
by my side even a lie,
I believe they will be true.
All of them.
Deep down, he knew leaving this place was a lie he kept telling himself to feel better. But with her, he had felt that hope again. She made his lies, all those lies, true. Even if he truly understands that they aren't.
Please come over here and talk to me,
but this [letter] will never convey my feelings.
Even so,
I look at you,
for tomorrow,
my small happiness.
Always wanting to talk to her, this made him know alot about her. He knew she was a powerpuff, but that never bothered him strangely. Even if she was his enemy, he can not hate her. He SHOULD hate her like his brothers, but he loves her and envies her. Maybe that is what drives them all more and more apart. The notes just proved his love mre. It showed all his love. He knew sheknew it aswell. He even lovedher for knowing this fact. Her green eyes would sparkle and she'd smile in glee everytime she sends a paper plane and recieved one. When he saw this behind that wired fence, his own smile grew.
Some day,
some month later,
every day since then,
your paper airplane is my joy…
Boomer's heart always beat faster now. It happens only when she was there though. It was wrong, he admits, since they are enemies but it feltso...so right! She brightened everything up for him now that she was with him, just like a flower. She was his Buttercup. They spoke to eachother alotwithout know one knowing it. His joy, his innocent joy returned to him...returned to him when she came. She is his bliss.
But you suddenly told me, y
ou had to go away, so Bye-bye! Bye-bye!
She didn't smile as she came to him, like she was upset over something. He didn't understand why at first. She never cried though. Though she never does cry in the first place. She flew a letter over the fence like before.
"I must go." She whispered softly to him. "I have to go away, I'm sorry." Boomer's heart bumped in pain. He didn't want to cry infront of her yet.
"Bye bye" He heard her whisper and leave upset herself. He never saw her cry though. His tears ran down dis face as he whispered words he'd never wanted to say to her: Bye bye.
Ah, I'm suffering every day,
and, I'm still alive today,
but I've never cried so much.
When he saw she was gone for the last time, he cried his heart out in pain. Oh god, how much it never felt it before. He kept on crying harder. He felt pain before, but he never cried as much as now. His heart ached. He wanted to see her more. He wanted her more. He couldn't though. That's what hurt the most.
If you stay by my side,
even with my bad destiny,
I believe I can smile.
He wanted her by his side yet again. It was risky, he knew, but he couldn't stop wanting it badly. His destiny with her, he knew, would be slim since he and her are supposed to be enemies, but still, he knew it was right. His bad destiny was bound to happy, he also knew that. But even though he understood this, he believed that...he can still smile. He thought hecan smile, even if she was just staying by his side. His love was that strong. He didn't need anyone to say it is.
I met whose name I don't even know,
I felt I had won the future
Boomer never did get her full name had he? He looked back at what he remembered so far. 'She never did tell me her name.' Since it had been some time since they truly met up again, he forgot the names of the very people who brought him in jail. Not that they ever called them by there name anyways. Even though he does not remember her name, he still figured out her future with him, even if he knew the destiny was bad.
I can't call you… I can't follow you… I can't get out… I never will…
Boomer realized it again after some several days later. He can't call her anymore, nor can he follow her or get out of confinement.
'I never will get out of here will I?' His thoughts turned negative. Day by day his hope for freedom fades.
People all around him start laughing at his misery.
Finally, my turn came, and you're gone.
Boomer somehow managed to get himself the death penalty, something he'd never thought he'd get. He was being pulled towards a room, the death room. He never thought his crimes were this bad. He kept thinking of what he really truly done wrong to deserve death.
The laughs of others can be heard. They seemed to love mocking his pain.
Now, I have no regrets in this world but my heart shouted "Why…?"
Boomer, particularly, had no regrets so far. Perhaps Townsville deserved being destroyed, since he knew something was up with his flower and townsville, but he couldn't understand what it was. As he gets seated on the chair to get a needle in him, his heart ached.
"Why?"
He never could answer can he? He never found out why she had to leave. Why did she leave? He grew curious but he tried not to pester the subject anymore.
I want to live a bit longer, now I have no hard feelings.
Seeing as he never did seem to end his train of thought about her, it made him wish something:He wished he could live longer. He didn't have hard feelings, not in the least, but he still did want someone. He still ached to follow her, to call her...to be with her still. He can't be with her once he's dead. He didn't want to die for that reason, but he wouldn't tell them all that. A tear fell from him.
'I only wish that you were here.' He thought with sorrow tainting his thoughts. He didn't try to cry. He didn't try stopping them neither though.
I just… In my last moment… See you… Want to see you… Miss you! I miss you!
Boomer felt his arm being injected with the needle. He only wanted her still. Even in his last moment he wanted to..see her.
'I only wish to see you..I miss you...I MISS YOU!' Boomer thought. Tears soaked his cheeks again. 'I miss you...' He whimpered as tears stained his eyes. He remembered everything. All those memories.
The days spent with you did not return,
many sweet memories passed before my eyes.
You gave to me one by one,
the food for my mind in my life.
You gave to me one by one,
the food for my mind in my life.
Weeds are swirling in the darkness,
a beautiful flower blooms nearby.
We both live in different worlds,
but I desperately tried to reach her.
He kept crying through everything she had done for him. Her love and her kindness. He couldn't find a word to describe how thankful he is for her. Soon he felt himself utter something:
"Please god… If this is my last chance, I want to talk to her."
The gaurds and such looked shocked, but they said nothing. They just kept watching him closely.
My heart and breathe… Are in pain… At least… I want to know…
Boomer's heart just wanted to know one thing even if his heart and lungs hurt like crazy:
Your name!
His eyes began to shut. Soon...he died in that very room wanting her still.
'I'll always be waiting for you..'
Part one of the story. What did happen to the girl? You'll see later.
