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Blossom shot her eyes open as sweat poured from her body. She looked around her surroundings to find that she was still in her room. The sun had barely risen to greet her in the morning for it was still dark in her room. She panted heavily as she turned to her left to stare at her alarm clock. It read, 6:03 A.M. She knew she set her clock to wake her up at 6:30 and school doesn't start until 8. But all of that didn't matter to her now. Blossom wiped the sweat off her brow as she continued to stare at the ceiling. That dream…it seemed so real…Every detail was etched into her memory; the fights, the tears, the destruction, the pain, the suffering, the anger, the blood. She saw it all. But most of all, she saw her and her sisters go through it. Never had she seen such violence and chaos before in her entire life. Her only wish was to avoid it for her and her family at all costs.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath as Blossom took her dream and wedged it in the back of her mind. Today was not the day to be bothered by it. She turned off her alarm clock, even though it never went off, and sat up in her bed. Through her closed door, she could smell the delicious breakfast downstairs her sister eagerly prepared. Blossom concluded that Bubbles had already taken her shower in order to cook breakfast so early. Grabbing her uniform and undergarments, the pink Powerpuff wasted no time to hurry to the bathroom.

Downstairs in the kitchen, Bubbles was in the process of concocting a most delicious breakfast she could muster. She had already taken her shower and was already dress and groomed in a suitable fashion. Bubbles never grew tired of her usual pigtail style as she grew older. She curled her hair into a curly raindrop fashion and tied them with baby blue ribbons. Her uniform consisted of a black skirt, white dress shirt and a matching black sweater. Unlike most of the students in her high school, Bubbles had a light blue tie tied around the collar; on her sweater, she stitched a light blue, letter "B" on the left side of her chest.

Bubbles hummed a sweet song as she flipped yet another pancake. The toaster popped two pieces of crispy bread for the fourth time in a row. Bubbles took away the toasted breads from the toaster and inserted two more pieces of bread. Once she finished cooking the last sets of pancakes, she turned off the stove and stacked the pancakes on a plate. She carried the pancakes to the breakfast table, where she had already finished setting the table. The yellow table was decorated with five sets of plates, cups and silverware. On each plate were three stacks of pancakes, two strips of crispy bacon, with a side of scrambled eggs. In the middle of the table, in a basket, was a decorated assortment of fresh fruits. "A perfect breakfast to start the day." Bubbles marveled at her creative work.

"Oh my! I was wondering what smelled so heavenly." Bubbles turned around to see her mother and father descending the stairs. Both were dressed and groomed and ready to begin their day. Mrs. Keane wore an orange frilly blouse accented with a deep red vest and brown dress pants. The Professor wore his usual white lab coat and black pants when he worked around the house, but whenever he doesn't, he would wear something more comfortable.

"Bubbles, I say you have out done yourself this time." The Professor congratulated with a kiss on her cheek. Bubbles smiled.

"It would make me feel even better if you sit down and eat." Mrs. Keane was quick to sit down on the table.

"You don't have to tell me twice." She laughed. Professor Utonium chuckled with her as he sat next to his wife. Bubbles smiled at her parents and walked back to the kitchen.

"I'll go get your coffee." Once Bubbles placed their cups on the table, Mrs. Keane and the Professor started eating. Like always, they weren't disappointed. Bubbles was a genius when it comes to culinary arts. Anything she made was absolute perfection. She loved to cook as much as she loved art. She saw cooking as an art that you can completely enjoy by sight, smell and taste of course. Her parents were too indulged in Bubbles marvelous cooking to thank her for the coffee, or to greet their other daughter, who just emerged from her morning shower.

"Good morning, Blossom." Bubbles greeted her sister. Blossom's sunset hair was still damp from the shower, but she knew it'll dry quickly. She kept it up in a high ponytail; she didn't wear her red ribbon once again. Her uniform was similar to her sister's; a white dress shirt, black skirt, but instead, Blossom chose to wear a black sweater vest. Her neck tie was pink to identify that she was a Powerpuff Girl, the leader to be exact. Stitched on her left chest on the vest, was the Townsville High School Crest. This was a reminder to her and to the students at the school that she was part of the Student Council. President Blossom Utonium of the Townsville High Student Council. When she heard her name, she turned to Bubbles with a smile.

"Good morning Bubbles. I knew I would find you cooking yet another delightful breakfast." Blossom took her seat next to the Professor, while Bubbles sat next to Mrs. Keane. Blossom took a bit of her pancake and her taste buds were filled with a soft vanilla flavor and texture. She hummed in delight. "Did you put vanilla in these?" Her sister nodded.

"I thought I would add just a little bit of flavor to make the taste unique."

"Well these pancakes are heavenly!" Mrs. Keane complimented making Bubbles blush. When the Professor drank some of his coffee, he noticed that his family was missing a head. He looked over at an empty seat, and then turned to his eldest daughter.

"Blossom, is Buttercup up yet?" He asked curiously. Blossom nodded while chewing on her eggs.

"She should be in the bathroom right now." She glanced at the kitchen clock which read, 6:59. "We have plenty of time before school begins, so we're not in a big of a hurry." She took another bite of her scrambled eggs. The Professor nodded.

"So girls are you ready for your first day of your last high school year?" Mrs. Keane asked excitedly.

"Totally! This year the art club is going to enter in the Annual Townsville Art Show, and since I'm a senior this year, there'll be no doubt that my art will in the competition!" Bubbles squealed.

"That's great honey! I'm sure you'll win first place." Her father said. He looked up and saw his other daughter descending down the stairs at last. "Well, look who decided to join us. Good morning Buttercup."

Once Buttercup tossed her backpack near the door next to her sister's, she made her way to the dining room where her food was waiting for her. Her mother was so happy that Buttercup wore the girl's uniform this year, but at the same time disappointed because underneath her black skirt she wore green sweatpants. Blossom nearly face-palmed. Buttercup's sleeves on her white dress shirt were rolled up to her elbows, showing Buttercup's collection of bracelets and her green tie hung loosely around her collar. Her jet black hair was still wet from the shower. "Mornin'." Buttercup sat down between Blossom and Bubbles and ate her breakfast.

The family stayed quiet for another couple of minutes and enjoyed the breakfast and each other's company, until Blossom looked at the clock again. It read 7:10. She looked at her mother. "Mom, its 7:10." Mrs. Keane jumped up at Blossom's announcement and ran from the table.

"Oh shit!" Mrs. Keane ran upstairs to the master bedroom and gathered her things she need for her lesson. "I'm going to be late!" The middle school teacher ran down stairs with her brown bag and loose papers in her hand. She quickly ran to her family and gave the girls a kiss on their heads. "Have a great day at school!" She kissed her husband on the lips. "Love you, bye!" She grabbed the car keys from the counter and ran out the door in a flash. The remaining members of the Utonium family stayed in their seats until they heard the car driving away from the driveway. Once Buttercup finished her breakfast, Bubbles took opportunity to take everybody's plates to the sink. Her father stood up and stopped her.

"Here, sweetheart, I'll take those. You girls need to get the school." Bubbles nodded and handed the Professor the dirty plates. Blossom stood up from her seat.

"Alright girls, it's time to head to school." Buttercup rolled her eyes. Blossom saw it and ignored it. The girls gave their kisses to their father as they headed out to the door. They grabbed their backpacks and slipped on their shoes; Bubbles and Blossom wore their school regulated shoes, while Buttercup wore her black and green tennis shoes. The girls turned to their father and said, "We're leaving!" And flew out the front door. The Professor smiled at his daughters and wished them a safe day at school.

The girls took to the skies in a flash. Their colored trailed followed them as they positioned themselves in a flying formation. Blossom flew further ahead than her sisters in order to warn them for any oncoming assaults. She was higher in the air so that she could overlook the city in case of danger. Buttercup flew below Blossom and to her left. Bubbles flew below Buttercup and to Blossom's right. Even though Townsville High School was their destination, the girls still looked around the outskirts of the city for any suspicious activity. Bubbles' sensitive ears picked up a high-pitched scream in the distance and halted in midair. It wasn't long before her sisters did the same.

"What's wrong Bubbles?" Blossom asked. Bubbles pinpointed the scream at a small convenient store. She pointed.

"Down there." Blossom narrowed her eyes. With her microscopic vision, she clearly saw an innocent woman held at gun point by a masked robber. They were in a dark alley in between the convenient store and an apartment building. "Single robber. Hand gun. No problem."

"Not exactly." Buttercup's eyes glowed neon green as she activated her X-ray vision. She stared through the crook's clothes and found more weapons stashed under is shirt and pants. "He's packin'. Two knives and an extra hand gun." She dismissed her powers and glanced at the leader. "Lemme at him! I haven't had any action in months." She pleaded. Usually she would let Bubbles handle this, but since they have to get to school on time, this crook had to be knocked out in seconds. Blossom nodded at Buttercup giving her approval. Buttercup was the toughest one of the group anyway; she believed that this wouldn't take long. Buttercup cheered as she broke out of formation and dove down into the alley. Blossom sighed while Bubbles gigged over her sister's excitement. The two floated down slowly to watch the spectacle.

Down below, a blonde woman in a purple dress was against the wall with her hands in the air in surrender. The man smirked as he approached the woman slowly. His face was hidden behind a ski mask and the gun was clearly placed on his right hand. He smirked at the woman before him. "Alright lady, you know the drill."

"Oh please somebody save me!" The woman yelled loud enough for somebody to hear. The man chuckled until he felt somebody tapped him on his shoulder. He turned around to meet a pair of glowing green, menacing eyes. The man started quivering in fear. He knew what was about to happen next, but instead he pointed his gun at Buttercup. The green Powerpuff frowned.

"Really?" She asked bluntly. She could taste his fear pouring out of his body. He was shaking uncontrollably of what was to happen. Before he knew it, his finger slipped the trigger and gun fired instantly. The woman behind him shrieked from the gun fire and man himself was bewildered altogether. Buttercup didn't move a muscle. Her hand caught the bullet in a millisecond, and then she dropped it aimlessly. Buttercup smirked while she cracked her knuckles. "My turn." She gave the man a swift punch to the jaw sending him flying into trashcan bins. However, the man quickly stood up with his face scratched up in cuts and bruises. He continued to shoot at the Powerpuff; however, Buttercup deflected all of the bullets until he was out of rounds. She took her chance and gave him a quick knee to the gut, knocking him out instantly. The man fell to the ground and Buttercup turned to the woman. "You're safe now. You can go on with your life. Be careful from now on, okay?"

"Oh thank you so much…You saved my life…" Once Buttercup's back was turned, the woman reached inside her pocket, pointed a gun at Buttercup, and fired. But before she pulled the trigger, a large light blue bubble of energy surrounded Buttercup like a shield and protected her from the bullet. Buttercup looked up and saw Bubbles activating her "Bubble Shield" around Buttercup. The green Powerpuff thanked her sister. Once Bubbles dropped the shield, Blossom appeared in front of the woman and kicked the gun out of her hand. Before the woman could utter a scream, Blossom delivered another kick to her face and knocked her out in an instant. Blossom turned to her sister.

"Are you okay?"

"Of course I'm okay." Buttercup scoffed. "Gun bullets have no effect on us, remember?" Blossom folded her arms and stared at the two criminals.

"Well, I wasn't expecting a planned assault." Bubbles floated down closer to her sisters and then the police sirens were heard in the background. They sounded as they were heading to their location. Good. Blossom looked at them. "Alright girls. Let's hurry up and head to school. The police will handle this." The girls took to the skies once again, once a police car stopped next to the alley. Bubbles turned to her green sister.

"So Buttercup was that the 'special event' you were talking about yesterday?" She giggled and Blossom couldn't help but give a light chuckle. Buttercup frowned.

"Please Bubbles…that was just small sprinkle compared to the roaring storm coming up!"

Blossom rolled her eyes. "If you say so."

Once the girls made a left turn, their high school was in view. The red bricked building was surrounded by stone fence for protection. Most of the students stood outside the school building, chatting with their peers about their summer and waiting for the bell to ring and the doors to open. The girls descended at the gate entrance surprising some of the new freshmen. Blossom adjusted her uniform to make herself more presentable.

"This is it. Senior year." Bubbles giggled. Buttercup smirked in anticipation.

"Varsity team, here I come." Bubbles light blue eyes found her group of friends chatting under an oak tree.

"Bye girls, I'll see you later." She departed from her sisters and ran to her friends. The pack of girls and one homosexual male squealed at the sight of Bubbles and pulled her into a group hug. Blossom and Buttercup shook their head. Neither of them could stand Bubbles' hyperactive friends.

"HEY BC!" Buttercup turned her direction to guy calling her nickname. Mitch Mitchelson waved at his girlfriend to join him and the rest of her delinquent friends. Blossom took a note of Mitch's uniform. His white dress shirt was not tucked in and he wore a red t-shirt underneath. No tie. His black pants were baggy and there was a chain coming out of his pocket. She duly noted the earring on his left ear. Six uniform violations she'll hold on to until later. Without another word to her sister, Buttercup ran towards him.

Blossom was left alone.

Blossom sighed. Another year…

"Hey Blossom!" Blossom's head turned to a brunette girl with green eyes. She wore her uniform similar to Blossom's but instead she wore a black tie. Blossom smiled.

"Good morning Robin." She greeted to her childhood friend. "How are you?"

Robin smiled back. "Great! Are you excited for our senior year as I am?" Blossom shrugged. "Not really, huh?" Blossom giggled. "Hey did you hear?"

"What?"

"Apparently, Princess is bringing a couple of new students this year, and they're all in our grade. Isn't that weird?" Robin definitely caught Blossom's attention at the mention of Princess's name. Having an ex-super villain attending her school made Blossom feel more alert around Princess. On the first day of middle school, Blossom confronted Princess and made it clear that if she crossed the line, she would be sent to jail. Since Princess's father forbid her from using her gear, Princess had no choice but to comply. Even so, the girls stayed on their toes. Princess was still rich. Just because she couldn't use her gear, doesn't mean she'll give up crime for good. But oddly, she's been pretty quiet lately. Blossom stared at Robin.

"Do you know who they are?" Robin shook her head.

"Nope. But they're the talk of the school. Rumor has it, that it's a bunch of boys. And they're like super hot." Robin gossiped. Blossom pretended to be interested.

"Really…" Blossom's super sensitive hearing picked up a sound of a limousine turning the corner and heading towards the school. Not one, but two. "Well here's your chance to find out."

Right on cue, a black limousine pulled up next to the gate entrance. The students around the courtyard turned their attention to Princess Morbucks's fancy limo in hopes of seeing the new, rumored arrivals. The chauffeur stepped out of the driver's seat and ran to the back of the vehicle to open the door. A girl with fiery red hair stepped out. Her hair was in pigtails and it seemed to poof in a curly fashion. Her uniform looked more expensive and professionally made than the rest of the students. A silky white blouse, a black skirt and a yellow sweater made for Egyptian cotton and yellow tie made from golden threads. The only normal items on her person were black stockings and black two-inch heels. She was decorated in many different accessories that looked like they were made for royalty, but the one accessory that stood out the most was a small golden tiara with an amethyst jewel in the middle. The ever popular Princess Morbucks made her flashy appearance as usual. Princess waved to the students and walked into the courtyard like she owed the place. Her black beady eyes fell upon the pink Powerpuff.

"Utonium."

"Morbucks." Blossom sensed her sisters running towards them. Buttercup stood to her right, Bubbles to her left.

"I guess you are all eager to meet the new students. They're my new friends now and I'm sure you'll just love them." Princess emphasized on "love". She chuckled sinisterly making the girls tense up slightly. Blossom silently ordered to sisters to relax. Princess and the other students directed their attention to the person coming out of the limousine.

Once the foot touched the ground, Buttercup felt a rush of power emitting from the unknown student. A power similar to her and her sisters, but only stronger. The air started to get thinner for her and she can't explain. She turned to her sisters. They seemed fine, so why was she reacting like this. Buttercup finally stared at the student. It was girl with orange eyes. Her skin was as white as a porcelain doll and her eyes seemed to reflect a twilit sky. Her garnet hair was cut short to her chin, but it cupped her face perfectly. Her uniform was the same with an orange tie, but instead of a sweater, she wore the school blazer jacket. Nobody, not even Blossom, wore the school blazer. It was tacky and just plain ugly, but this unknown student made it look gorgeous.

"This is Beauty." Princess introduced. "She's my new friend." Blossom stared at Beauty. She seemed different than the rest of the students, but Blossom couldn't pinpoint the reason. She turned to Buttercup, who seemed to be showing signs of uneasiness and…fear? Maybe Blossom was reading it wrong. Without warning, Bubbles was the first one to say something to the new student. She stepped forward and extended her hand in a friendly gesture.

"Hi, I'm Bubbles! Welcome to Townsville High! I hope we'll be great friends." Beauty eyes stared at Bubbles hand as if it was a foreign disease. She was taken aback by Bubbles' immediate and cheerful demeanor. After moments of silent debating, Beauty decided to take the blonde's hand within her own and shook it cautiously.

"Charmed." Bubbles smiled genuinely causing Beauty to take her hand back. Before Blossom could introduce herself, Beauty spoke. "I am aware of your name and status. Blossom, leader of the infamous Powerpuff Girls. Your sisters, Bubbles and," She turned to silent green girl and glared daggers in her very soul. "Buttercup."

Blossom smiled. "You must be an admirer, right?"

"I wouldn't say admirer, but your name has been mentioned at numerous occasions that it was hard to ignore it." Blossom didn't want to say it out loud, but she felt insulted. She kept her composer and continued her…pleasant…conversation.

"Well, as Bubbles stated, I hope that we will be good…acquaintances from now on." Beauty bowed her head politely. Something is fishy about her… Blossom turned to Princess, who had a smug look on her face. She could tell that this wasn't the only surprise she had up her sleeve. "Okay Princess, what else you got?"

Princess only chuckled darkly as she turned her attention to the gate. Her personal limo had already departed and in its place, was crimson red limousine decorated with other worldly markings. Blossom could feel the demonic aura emitting from the vehicle and sensed five beings in the car. She wanted to call them human but her gut feeling was telling her otherwise. Once the door opened, the girls felt a powerful yet familiar force impaling them. A tall, lean man stepped out of the car and was dressed in a long, pink animal skinned, fur coat and a blood red suit. His jet-black hair was gelled back and his eyes were hidden behind his black sunglasses. In his gloves hand was a black cane with the same dark inscriptions all over it. The girls stared at them man as though he had two heads. They recognized him. They sensed him. They prepared for the worse. Blossom crossed her arms.

"It's been over ten years," Her eyes glowed bright pink. "Him."

Said devil in disguise chuckled. "My, how fast time flows by. You girls have grown up." He sighed blissfully. "I remember how small you three used to be."

Buttercup growled feeling her confidence rise back up. "Cut the bullshit Him and get out of our school! Or else we'll kick your ass like the good ole days." She cracked her knuckles in preparation for the fight she was waiting on. Him chuckled.

"I'm not here for any piety fights you're so eager to start." He took off his sunglasses and placed them in the pocket of his coat. His sickly green eyes locked onto the girls as he smiled from ear to ear. "No. I'm here to drop off my boys and hope they have a wonderful first day of school."

Blossom blinked.

Twice.

Her heart skipped a beat. She was speechless. Breathing was becoming a problem. She hoped her sisters recognized his statement, but she knew they were only concerned about Him's next move. They thought nothing was worse compared to Him. Once Blossom remembered how to breathe again, she found herself asking the most obvious question ever. "….Boys? Who are you talking about?"

Him said nothing. He grinned at the girls, hoping that they would understand. Bubbles got it. She gasped as she clasped her hands together and placed them on her mouth. She felt her tears threatening to fall from her face. Buttercup was speechless, but she held her ground none the less. Him stepped aside as he tilted his head to the car. "Don't be shy boys. Come out and meet your new classmates."

From the inside of the limousine, one by one, three male figures stepped out of the car and walked towards Him and the girls. The students that gathered to witness the three new students started whispering and converse immediately. Most of them commented on how gorgeous they look. Words started to fly saying whether or not they were super hot foreign models, or that they were loaded with money. The girls tried their best to remain composed, but the look on their faces said otherwise.

Buttercup glared at the boy on the right. He was larger compared to his brothers, mostly due to his large muscles, and he seemed slightly taller than his brothers as well. His forest green eyes stared excitedly into her neon eyes. His jet, black hair, that once was neat when he was a child, was now wild and all over his head. He wore a white dress shirt, but two buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned, which exposed his chest for all to see. The sleeves were rolled up to his shoulder blades, showing off his perfect muscular arms. His pants were sagging and parts of the fabric were ripped off. His ear was adorned with different earrings of the kind. He smirked at Buttercup, whose glare still bored on him.

Bubbled stared at the boy on the left. Even though he was the same height as his brothers, he looked smaller in comparison, but at the same time, he looked like he could defend himself in a fight with no problems. His dirty blonde hair was messy and poorly groomed, like he just got out of bed a minute ago, but it seemed to fit him perfectly. His eyes were like the ocean, endless and deep, as though he was staring off into space, but he was staring at Bubbles. And her only. He wore a white dress shirt with a dark blue sweater vest and his blue tie was loose. Like his brother, his pants were also saggy. He continued to quietly stare at his counterpart, whereas Bubbles tried her best to avoid his gaze.

Blossom stared at the boy in the center. He stared at her. Pink eyes. Red eyes. He, too, kept his orange hair long as possible and in a low ponytail as well. His hair ended at the back of his knees, so not as long as Blossom's. Even though she discarded her red bow, he kept his red cap, which was crowned on his head. White dress shirt, loose red tie, black dress pants that was held up by a black and red belt. He wore a red jacket with black trimmings. His blood red eyes bore onto Blossom as he smiled mockingly.

Blossom took notice that the boys have changed over the years. They were exactly a head taller than the girls. Their built was slightly larger. Blossom prayed that their chaotic antics have changed too.

After about minutes of silence, Brick was the first to speak. "Blossom." He voice was as clear and smooth as silk. "It's been a while. How are you?" he asked.

For the first time in her life, Blossom felt unprepared for what to say next. She opened her mouth and nothing came out. Her hands were shaking uncontrollably. Brick saw this and his smile grew. Once Blossom took a deep breath, she said. "F-fine Brick…" Her sisters stared at her. Never. In the history of Townsville had Blossom stuttered. "More importantly—"

"What the hell are you and your bozo brothers doing here?!" Buttercup yelled. Blossom nodded her head towards Buttercup, agreeing with her sister.

Butch smirked. "What? We can't have a decent education like everybody else?"

"I agree with my brother. We're here to be humble students in this school and to be welcomed by our new peers." Brick said.

"You're not welcomed here!" Buttercup stepped up. "And what makes you think you can just show up to our school when we haven't seen your ugly asses for over ten years?!"

"Awwww…Did you miss me?" Butch chuckled. "Well after seeing me, I wouldn't be surprised if you missed this." Butch smirked in order to show off his sex appeal. Buttercup's face turned red in anger.

"GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY SCHOOL!" She pointed to the gate trying so hard not to punch him.

Before Butch could utter another word, Brick stopped him. "Butch. We're here to learn. So don't start something they can't finish."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Blossom glared. "Are you calling us weak?" She accused.

Brick shrugged. "I mean, we have been training hard for over ten years so who knows if we're stronger or not. We'll probably be evenly matched as usual. That is to say that you girls have been training as well?" He questioned. The girls, altogether, were caught off guard. Buttercup was the first to answer.

"Hell yeah we've been training! Every day. Morning, noon and night."

"Okay then, show us your power!" Butch urged. His eyes turned slightly chaotic but controlled at the same time. The students run back for cover in hoped of seeing an actual superpower fight in front of them. Before Buttercup could jump on him, Blossom stopped her.

"Buttercup! You know that rules! No fighting in school!" Once Buttercup stepped back, Blossom turned to the boys. "That goes the same for you three, too."

Brick smiled. "Of course. Since we'll be here, we might as well follow the rules accordingly." Brick glanced at Him, who seemed to be enjoying the show, and smirked. Blossom's controlled rage started to grow. He was taunting her, but Blossom wasn't gonna let him dominate her so easily.

"Since we're on that subject, before you step into the building, I suggest you follow these rules by heart." Her rosy pink eyes glowed as she stared at them. She had all their attention, even Boomer's, who just broke away from Bubbles. Blossom paced around the boys.

"Rule #35: No earrings!" On cue, Buttercup was face to face with Butch as she forcibly ripped his earrings from his ears. He yelped a bit in pain and glared at his light green counterpart.

"Rule #16: All ties must be worn during school hours." Blossom continued. "Failure to do so means detention!" Buttercup gave him the middle finger as she giggled under her breath. Butch growled.

"Rule #45: All shirts must be tucked in!" Butch scoffed. Boomer, however, panicked slightly as he quickly stuffed his shirt tail in his pants. Bubbles saw that his cheeks grew a light pink color.

"Rule #46: Only the top button of the uniform shall be left unbuttoned!" Butch wanted to scream over these ridiculous rules, but he fixed his shirt anyway.

"Rule #12: All pants must be held up by a belt. No sagging!" Boomer panicked more as he pulled his pants up, but he knew later they will sag.

"Rule #44: All hair must be groomed neatly before entering the school grounds!" Boomer's cheeks turned red as he attempted to fix his hair. Bubbles felt a bit sorry for him. She reached in her bag and pulled out a blue brush. She walked up to him and extended her brush to him. Boomer stared at Bubbles before he slowly reached his hand out and took the brush from her. He stroked his hair for a bit before handing the brush back to Bubbles. She took the brush and went back to her spot next to her sister. No words were exchanged.

Only Butch and Boomer were a bit stressed about the rules Blossom was dishing out, but Brick remained calm and cool as ever. He dressed himself in a proper and orderly fashion as he thought he would. Blossom stood face to face in front of Brick. He smiled at her, waiting for her next move. Blossom glared daggers into Brick's eyes. She hated him and everything about him and his brothers. They have no right to disrupt the peace that her and her sisters have worked so hard to accomplish in Townsville. She was not going to lose to Brick. She will be victorious.

"Rule #22:" In a flash, Blossom snatched away Brick's cap and forcibly pushed it onto his chest. Their eyes didn't leave the others. "No hats." He chuckled and took his hat from her hands and stuffed it in his bag. Blossom snapped her fingers and another student appeared. Like Blossom, he wore the Townsville High School crest on his sweater. He handed her three pocket sized books and ran away for cover. Blossom pushed each book into the boy's hands. "These are all the rules and regulations you have to follow in order to stay in this school."

Boomer flipped through the book until he found a page that caught his attention. He pulled on his brother's arm and Brick read the sentence. "'Fighting on school grounds will result in immediate suspension for the rest of the school year.' In other words, no fighting."

Butch threw the book on the ground. "THAT'S BULLSHIT!"

"If we can't fight, you can't fight!" Buttercup said. Him chuckled before Butch made another remark.

"I'm sure my boys can handle it, right boys?" Brick nodded.

"Seems simple enough." Butch huffed as he folded his arms. "I guess that means we're welcomed into the school?" Brick asked Blossom.

"Just because we'll let you in this school, doesn't mean we're welcoming you with open arms."

"I'll take that as a welcome." He smiled. Him held a handkerchief to his eyes and smiled blissfully.

"My how they grow up so fast. My little boys are off to school!" He pulled the Rowdyruff Boys into a family hug. However, the boys protested Him's embrace and struggled to break free.

"C'mon mom! Stop with all the sappy shit!" Butch yelled and pushed Him off. He chuckled and turned back to the limousine.

"I'll see you at home. Be…good." His voice lowered, but it was unnoticed. Before he took another step, he turned to Princess. "Oh! I almost forgot to give you your present Princess. You know, for the games." Princess smirked.

"Good. I was starting to give up on looking for a replacement." The girls stared at the two villains, wondering what they were talking about. Soon, everybody's head turned to the limo as one last person stepped out. It was girl. She had her chocolate brown hair in a ponytail. She wore a white dress shirt, black sweater, and a black skirt. Her tie was the same color as her eyes. Purple. As soon as Blossom saw her eyes, her vision became blurry as tears poured from her eyes. Bubbles held her breath as tears poured from her eyes too. Buttercup was on the verge of crying as she witnessed the girl walking towards them.

"….Bunny….?" The girl turned her head to her sisters before her. Emotions could not be expressed for the purple Powerpuff as she slowly walked to them. She was not the same Bunny they saw when they were kids. Instead of the grotesque monster they created long ago, in front of them stood a girl skinny girl with the same height and built as her sisters. At first, the girls thought that she was just a regular human. They didn't sense any superpower on her, but when they saw her eyes, they knew. Bunny stared at the girls before she uttered.

"Blossom…Bubbles…Buttercup…." In a flash, the Powerpuff Girls jumped onto their fourth member into a family reunion hug. Tears and muffed cries were exchanged. The girls held onto their sister in a tight hug, praying that it wasn't a dream. Bunny, then too, cried along with her sisters. Her sweet memories with the girls were short and tragic, but she treasured every moment with them. Princess rolled her eyes at the spectacle and waited for the girls' sappy feast to be over. She turned to the devil.

"Why her? Couldn't you just make one up yourself?" Him chuckled and placed his sunglasses back on.

"Returning the girls' 'Lost Sister' will be an exciting turn of event. Let's see how they handle competing against one another." With that, Him walked back into the limousine and drove away.


"WHAT?!"

"YES! I got Gym with Bunny! I got Gym with Bunny!" Buttercup danced in hallway. Once the girls stopped crying over their reunion, the bell rang signaling the start of the new school year. Once they entered, Bubbles asked her purple sister about her classes. Blossom's main concern was to how Bunny was alive after all these years. She knew Him was involved, but she couldn't find the reason to why Princess was involved as well. Once the girls exchanged their class schedules, Buttercup was the only one who matched a class. Bubbled and Blossom groaned in annoyance. Bunny smiled at her sisters.

"Don't worry guys; I'm sure we'll have lunch together!" Bunny tried to cheer them up. Bubbles' spirits were easily lifted. Blossom checked the clock. 8:02. Homeroom begins at 8:15 sharp.

"Alright girls, Homeroom starts in a few minutes." Buttercup and Bubbles offered to show Bunny her directions to her class, but a flash of yellow wrapped her arms around Bunny's shoulders and Beauty was right behind her.

"Don't worry girls! We have the same Homeroom! I'll show her where it is." Blossom became skeptical.

"Woah woah…How do you know you two have the same Homeroom?"

Princess scoffed. "Because I paid the principal to have our schedules changed. Me and Bunny have the same classes." She said it like it was no big deal. It was to the Powerpuff Girls.

"It's 'Bunny and I'," Blossom corrected. "And why do you want to have the same classes with our sister?"

Princess stared at them like she was insane. Then she started to laugh. And laugh. And laugh. "You're kidding, right? Like you really don't know? HA!" The girls were officially confused as Princess dragged their purple sister away and Beauty trailed behind. "C'mon Bunny, I'll fill you in with the details." She said. Bunny turned around to give her sisters' one last look.

"I'll see you guys later! We totally need to catch up!" She disappeared in the crowd. The girls stood there for a couple of seconds before realization finally hit them.

"…Did we just let Princess walk away with our sister?" Buttercup asked.

"I believed you did." The girls were startled by the mysterious voice behind them. They quickly turned around to find the Rowdyruff Boys standing behind them, smirking. The girls groaned in annoyance.

"Get lost!" Buttercup yelled. Blossom folded her arms.

"I suggest you hurry to Homeroom before you're tardy. If you had read the rules, you would know that tardiness will result in detention." Blossom eyed at Butch. "Well…at least one of you is going to detention." Butch glared at the pink girl.

"The hell are you talking about?!" Butch turned to his brother, who pointed at his tie. Butch looked down at his uniform and remembered the rules. He growled and placed his hands in his pockets. "Oh right…" Brick smiled genuinely at Blossom.

"We're here to see if we had the same classes, and also if you would be nice enough to show us around." Before the Blossom could protest, the Brick snatched the pieces of paper in her hand. He compared schedules and smiled at Blossom, who was completely irritated. "We have all eight classes together." Blossom scowled and grabbed her schedule back and took Brick's as well. She checked and double checked and triple checked.

"That's impossible! I have nothing but AP in this schedule. No student in this school has almost every single class with me!" Brick shrugged.

"Who's to say that I can be just as smart as you are? Maybe even smarter." Blossom shock her.

"No…no…NOBODY. In Townsville, is smarter than I!"

"It's 'Nobody is smarter than me.'" Boomer smiled behind while Butch laughed. Blossom was about to lose it. Her face was painted with the color red, from embarrassment and anger. But she knew how to control it. She clenched her fist until they turned red.

"Get to class before we report you three for loitering!" With that, the girls turned away from the boys, however the boys were following behind. Buttercup stopped and turned to Butch.

"Fuck. Off."

"Make me baby." Without another word, Buttercup quickly loosened her tie in preparation and attempted to remove her bracelets. A simple word triggered the unstoppable powerhouse that was Buttercup.

"That's it. I'm gonna kick your ass right here. Right now. And I don't care if I get expelled for it." Blossom and Bubbles held onto their sister while Brick and Boomer did the same for their brother.

"Butch no…" Boomer pleaded. "You'll break the school…" Once Brick and Boomer loosened their grip on their brother, Butch punched his brother's arm. Hard. Boomer winced and rubbed his arm. He was sure that'll leave a bruise.

"You can't talk remember, dipshit?" Butch reminded his blue brother. Brick punched Boomer's other arm without warning.

"That was for wincing." Boomer bit his tongue so that he didn't say another word or made another sound. He stared at his brothers in a whinny scowl. Bubbles stared at him in concern.

"Why can't he talk?" All head turned to her. She was surprised that she herself asked a question concerning the blue Rowdyruff. Brick smirked and answered.

"We jinxed him this morning at breakfast, so now every time he squeaks, we punish him." Brick said simply.

"What are you? Ten years old?" Buttercup frowned. Blossom looked at the clock again. 8:11. They were wasting too much time with the boys and Blossom wanted to make a good impression on the first day of school. And means, not being late for Homeroom.

"Look." She stated getting everybody's attention. "Since our classes are the same I'm guess so is our Homeroom. So, since we'll be attending the same classes from now until graduation, I say we swallow our pride and get along like regular students. So with that, I will take Brick to Homeroom. Buttercup, Bubbles, you two will do the same for Butch and Boomer. We will not fight with each other. We will get along like normal students and not endanger the lives of others. Do I make myself clear?" Blossom eyed the Rowdyruff Boys. They nodded in agreement. Bubbles nodded while Buttercup rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. "Good." With that, Blossom took her separate direction to Homeroom with Brick following closely behind. Buttercup stalked to her classroom with Butch snickering behind her. That left Bubbles with Boomer alone together. Boomer stared awkwardly to the floor while Bubbles rubbed her arm.

"Um…I guess. We better be going." She smiled at him. He nodded without another word. He knew his brothers with their super sensitive hearing could hear him if he made a sound. Then pretty soon, they would be waiting on him for more punishment. Bubbles remembered being jinxed with she was little. It was a prank set up by some kids in second grade. It was a good thing Blossom said her name three times before it got worse. She felt sad for Boomer for him going through that with his brothers. She took a deep breath and sighed.

"Boomer." He looked at her in confusion wondering what she wanted to say. He wouldn't be able to answer anyway. "Boomer." Now he was astonished. He stared at her with wide eyes. "Boomer." He stared at her for a while. This girl, his enemy, just rescued him the torture his brothers forced him into. Yes, it was stupid and childish game, but none the less, she helped him. Bubbles stood there wondering if he was going to say something. She looked around to see if there was something important, but noting was there. She looked at him. "Um…You're not jinxed anymore. You can talk now." She reassured.

Boomer stared at her. "….Why did you un-jinx me?" Bubbles rubbed her arm awkwardly while her eyes suddenly found the floor.

"Um…I was jinxed too when I was little, so I understand how it feels. My sisters helped me before it got worse." She turned to the direction of their Homeroom. "We better get to class before the bell rings." She led the way, while Boomer trailed behind her. Two walked to class in silence.


Buttercup growled. Today was not the day she anticipated. Her worst enemy in all of existence was sitting next to her in Homeroom, bugging the living hell out of her. And to make matters worse, it turns out that he has almost every single class together. Key word: almost. She was lucky that every sport was divided by gender. She stared at the clock. 8:15 it read. She wanted the bell to ring so badly so she could get to her favorite class, Gym. There, she could finally reunite with her youngest sister. The bell just needed to hurry the hell up! Buttercup glanced to her left and saw her counterpart chatting it up with all the girls in the classroom. As he flexed his muscles, Butch continued spraying sexual comments to the surrounding females. Buttercup wanted to barf.

"Looks like the new kid is getting everybody's attention." Buttercup looked up to find her boyfriend standing next to her desk. He smirked at her and leaned against her desk. Buttercup rolled her eyes.

"Everybody with a desperate vagina that is. I can't wait until I beat some sense into him." Mitch chuckled and rubbed his girlfriend's shoulder in order to relax her.

"Don't stress out about it. Look, after school, me and the gang are planning to hit up the town for a while. You in?" Buttercup thought it over. "Hitting up the town" usually meant wandering around the streets; skateboarding, smoking, pulling pranks, whatever they felt like doing to have fun and to blow off steam. And Buttercup had a lot of steam to blow. As tempting as that sounded…

"Sorry." Buttercup shook her head. "After practice, I have to patrol the city." Mitch narrowed his eyes.

"C'mon, you can let your sisters handle that. They can do it by themselves. You need a little time to relax." Buttercup stood firm in her decision.

"I can't Mitch. Since Him and The Three Stooges showed up who knows what other evil will be popping up as well. It's my duty to make sure that evil gets its proper ass-kicking!" Before Mitch could protest once more, a pen was thrown square at his forehead. He yelped and staggered back into a chair and fell. As the class laughed and giggled at Mitch's clumsiness, Buttercup turned around to the culprit. "What the hell was that for Butch?"

Butch chuckled along with the girls that surrounded him. Once Buttercup questioned him, he pulled one of the girls onto his lap and played with her hair. "What? His voice was annoying me so I made him shut up." He shrugged. Buttercup growled at him. Butch laughed. "What's the matter Butterbutt, jealous?" He patted his leg invitingly. "You can sit on my lap too if you want. There's plenty of me to go around." He licked his lips hungrily as he eyed Buttercup up and down.

Buttercup threw him the bird.


Blossom felt relieved. She made it to Homeroom just in time before the tardy bell rang, as did her counterpart, Brick. It wasn't that she cared for him, oh no, not in the least bit, but it was her duty as the Student Council President to see her classmates uphold the rules in a respectful manner. Even her enemies too. Now all she had to do was to get through Homeroom. Once the bell rang, the Homeroom teacher would call attendance, talk about senior year and vote for class representative. It'll all be over before she knew it. Besides, she was voted class representative in her homeroom three years in a row, so this year wouldn't be any different. She was Student Council President, why wouldn't they vote for her? Blossom cautiously glanced to her left. Brick was staring out the window with a bored look on his face. The clock read 8:17, so it wouldn't hurt to have a small conversation with the enemy. Keep your friends close; keep your enemies closer…

"Since will be seeing each other often from now on," Blossom began catching Brick's attention.

"Are there any questions you have about this school and its classes?" Brick looked at her and smiled. His eyes found their attention to her hair.

"Why are you not wearing your bow anymore?"

"That has nothing to do with the school."

"You're a part of the school, aren't you?"

Blossom sighed. "I outgrew it. I'm turning into an adult so it was time for me to discard my childish items." Brick nodded.

"I understand. I could never give up my hat though. It shows the boys who's the leader in this group and who's in charge. The only time I'll part with my hat is a crown takes its place." Blossom rolled her eyes. As if she would believe such garbage.

"Do you really think that will ever happen?" She kept her eyes to the front of the class and not on Brick. He smiled, his arrogance was showing. They sat in their desk in silence for a couple of seconds, until Blossom asked him a question that just recently came to her mind. "Where is Mojo Jojo?"

"Rotting in Hell." Brick replied the next second. Blossom felt her stomach turn. For as long as she knew the villain, she knew that with his super intellect that Mojo wouldn't be in the hands of death anytime soon, but she couldn't believe that her arch-nemesis was dead. The ringing of the bell interrupted her thoughts and brought her back to reality.

School had finally begun.


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