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"Sometimes me think, 'What is Friend?' and then me say, 'Friend is someone to share the last cookie with.'"

~Cookie Monster


Betting on A Fight

Normal P.O.V.

Blossom, Buttercup, and Bubbles carried their cousin through the almost empty halls and into class. When they finally made it to the room, they were about five minutes late. The teacher, Mr. Mojo, looked up from the attendance sheet and sigh before going back to calling everyone's name. The girls dragged Briella to the back of the class and tried to wake her up.

"Okay, we can't do the one where we freeze her in a block of ice, or where we electrocute her, so what do we do?" Buttercup asked.

"Maybe, we can go into her mind and-"

"No Bubbles, that one is too time consuming. What about if Buttercup does that weird thing she does with plants and tickle her till she wakes up?" Blossom tried. Both girls agreed and soon they had their cousin awake.

"Oh God, did I faint again? I did, dang!...Oh well." Briella asked herself before paying attention to the board.

"Prince Butch, did you do your homework?" Mr. Mojo asked.

"Have you graded my test?" Butch responded with a straight face.

"No, I have other student's assignments to grade." Mr. Mojo answered with a questioning look.

"And I have other teacher's homework to do." Butch responded, this time with an amused smirk. That made Mojo decide it was time to move onto a different student. He looked at the quietly snickering class until his eyes landed on Boomer, who was quietly talking to a certain dirty blonde.

"Prince Boomer why are you talking during my lesson?" Boomer immediately stopped his conversation and looked the teacher dead in the eye.

"Why are you teaching during my conversation?" Boomer asked.

"Well, I wanted you to answer next question for the oral pop quiz." Mr. Mojo responded annoyed.

"Well, what the hell is the question?" Boomer asked with an utterly adorable glare.

"If two plus two equals four, what does four plus four equal?"

"You're not a fair teacher! You always do the easy ones and give me the hard ones!" Boomer shouted really not knowing the answer. The class began laughing, and laughing, and laughing.

"Mr. Mojo maybe you shouldn't call on anymore of the Princes?" a student called.

"Fine, Briella, if you have 10 chocolate cakes and someone asks for 2, how many do you have left?" Mr. Mojo tried.

From where he was standing one could only see her mouth moving and hear the people seated within ten feet of her smile or laugh.

"Pardon?"

She tried again, but it all sounded like a hum.

"What?"

She put her hand up and said something to Buttercup, who nodded before looking at Mr. Mojo again.

"About 10." Buttercup gave her answer much clearer and now everyone smiled, or laughed.

"Okay.. well, what if somebody forcibly takes two of the cakes, how many would you have then?" He inquired raising an eyebrow.

Buttercup looked at her cousin before smiling and looking to the front once again, not even needing to ask.

"10 and a dead body." She answered while smiling. When everyone looked at Briella, she had the same one, but way creepier. Mr. Mojo got a chill from looking at it, before he abruptly turned and stomped to his desk.

"That is it, I can not even get the good children to cooperate with my lesson! I, Mr. Mojo, refuse to be treated with such disrespect! I am older therefore I am more superior to you all and-" He paused in his angry rant when he noticed Prince Brick had his hand raised.

"I'll take that pause as my cue to talk, so, you do realise that more than half the student body in this school are over one-thousand and you're what forty-nine, fifty maybe?"

"Fifty," He growled, obviously not happy being proved wrong.

"Did you also know that we did that just to see you have a mental breakdown?" Blossom asked smirking.

"No! Now, I, Mr. Mojo, officially quit this cursed job!" He finished with an inhuman screech and stormed out with his briefcase while mumbling incoherent things.

The students simply just shrugged knowing he'd be back by next week.


Combat Practice Girls Division

Locker Room

Normal P.O.V.

"Are you ready to get your asses whooped, because you all know for a fact that we're gonna do it!" Brute yelled and let it echo throughout the vaulted room. Almost every girl groaned as they readied for battle.

"Oh Shut up! You all know we're so much better than you." Shrieked Princess, one of the Punks' 'friends'

The Utoniums stood in a back corner with one of their friends, Robin, and the girls' advanced combat coach.

"You girls are too advanced for this class, but since we don't have any higher levels for girls-"

"No! I refuse to be put into a fucking room with motherfucking boys who'll either fucking hold back, or get a goddamn boner as soon as we walk in!" Buttercup whisper yelled.

"There's a simple solution to that, Bri can just give us the illusion that we're boys and then we just don't talk to anyone. It's that simple."Blossom suggested. Briella grinned. Bubbles and Robin both shook their heads, for different reasons.

"No, I will not dress as a boy. They have absolutely no sense of style." Bubbles said with exaggerated hand gestures.

"Whoa, hang on. How do you think anyone will fall for that, I mean, it's kinda hard to hide all this curvatousnessnessnessness." Robin gave a pointed look, then after a moment, added, "And I agree with Bubbles."

"Blossom, do you have anything to say about it?" the Coach tried.

"Robin should stay here as to not draw suspicion(Sigh of relief) she can do a duplication spell so it looks like we're still here, and Bri can make us four look like boys, though since Buttercup likes to trash talk as she fights we should alter her voice somehow, and Bri you'll need to alter yours as well since you giggle at random times during a fight. After that all we can do is hope this works." Blossom hypothesised.

"Hey cousin Blossy, can I stay a girl? It'd be much easier to make your disguises that way and no one will bother me with three boys behind me with big scary weapons." Briella smiled. Blossom thought it through and was about to reply when she added, "And Butters can beat up anyone who tries something, like when we were younger!"

"Fine, but be careful, it'll be a room filled with testosterone." Blossom agreed.

The coach came back over to see if the girls were ready, which they were, and they left with a nod to Robin who then cast the duplication spell.

Once they made it to the entrance to the boys division, Briella rose her hands and began to hum the song Think Like a Man by Jennifer Hudson. Her cousins glowed their respected colors. When the light died down, no longer were Blossom, Bubbles, and Buttercup standing there, but three lean, handsome boys that looked like the princes. The only difference being that their eyes were a tad lighter than their boy counterparts, but still darker than their original shade.

Briella opened her eyes and smiled at them, then turned to their awe struck coach and tugged her by the sleeve.

"You stay here till I come and get you, I just have to let Coach Beau know what's going on." She ordered as she recovered and walked ahead. Minutes passed and suddenly out of nowhere the doors swung open and two things happened.

One, a guy came hurtling at them at neck breaking speed.

Two, Briella disappeared from sight.

When the coaches came through the doors and looked around, only to see the three 'boys' looking around in confusion.

"Where'd the fourth one go?" asked Coach Beau. He got a soft mew in return and everyone looked down to see a frightened looking Minx with big yellow and light grey eyes and brown fur with an auburn shine all over.

"I've never seen a Minx like that before!" exclaimed Coach Bleith, the girls' coach.

"That's because that's her spirit animal, it's what she does when frightened, she'll be back to normal in a couple of minutes, so for now, let's get the introductions done. My name will be… Blain, Buttercup, you said earlier you'd go with Breaker, and Bubbles you'd be Bash, correct?" 'Blain' asked, and they both nodded. Bash sighed and went to pick the tiny creature that was once their cousin up and followed the coaches into the gym like space. As they entered, the boys in the room paused.

"Alright, boys, these four are your new classmates and sparring partners. I expect you to treat them all with respect and dignity. Am I understood?" He shouted gaining most's attention. One boy rose his hand.

"Aren't there only three dudes there, and a mutant Minx?" he asked stupidly. Briella was livid, attempting to escape her cousin's grasp to claw which ever moron who had said that's eyes out. Once Bash was sure she was calm, 'he' put her down and she glowed a swirl of silver and gold before she was once again in her normal form.

The boys that were still paying attention were suspicious and weary of the petite girl before them, while the ones who only just tuned in fell over from shock. That made Breaker laugh till 'he' fell over. Briella glared at the small group of boys laughing at her and doubting her abilities. They thought they were the best just because they were royalty. She and her cousins would show them.

'Hey Girls, I have an idea'~Briella
'Is it to challenge the best fighters, win, then rub it in their faces after you drop the illusion?' ~Buttercup
'Exactly!'~Briella
'Okay'~Blossom
'Cool'~Bubbles

Briella smirked at the boys in front of her, ceasing their laughter. She smiled and began to pace, looking each and every boy in the eyes, causing most to shiver at the intense gaze the small girl had.

After a moment or two inspection, she turned and asked, "Who wants to face me first? Huh? I promise I'll only break a few bone." She put an innocent look on her face that made most uneasy.

She did one last once over and then boomed, "Grand Duke Byden, I challenge you to a duel."

The young Duke looked up shocked, before nodding and rising. He hesitated a moment, but after catching the small cocky smirk adorning her features, he felt the need to wipe it off. Briella's smirk only grew as she watched him take the bait and move into a battle stance.

"Byden, just one question before we begin. Can we put a little wager on this?" Briella asked, with her best puppydogeyes.

He thought it over, weighing the pros and cons in his head before lifting an eyebrow, "You have my attention." He replied.

Briella smiled and began to pace while twirling a dagger. She nodded.

"Good. Okay, if you can guess what species I am, what my powers are, and you win the fight, my cousins and I will be you and your cousins' servants for a week." She promised. He considered, she was kinda cute and from what he'd seen so were her cousins.

"And if you, by some miracle win?" He questioned, making her smirk.

"I'll take that as a yes?" He nodded, "Well, you'll just have to wait and see." As she said that an enormous shadow fell over everyone in the coliseum-like room.


And done. That's All Folks.

Sorry for the delay, but this is only a once a month thing.

I will be posting the silgol, red, blue, and green fights every week next month in that order, maybe, I'll try.

Any one who can tell me what Disestablishmentarianism is and means gets a surprise!

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