Liberty:
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(North)
Buttercup's POV
Well we found a place to stay, we got food, and we got new clothes. Which just for the record and the hundredth time, I hate wearing these damn corsets. They're so tight, I can't….Breath.
"Buttercup, what do you think we should do?" Bubbles asked
"I don't know, what I want to know is why we are here?" I shrugged
"So it's June," Blossom figured "1863, and we're in Washington D.C."
"We've gotten that far, but how are supposed to get home?" Bubbles whined
"I don't know." Blossom looked down at her new dress.
Think Buttercup. What would professor do? He would try to figure out how we got here first. Ok, so I was fighting Butch and-…..Butch! What happened to the Rowdyruff boys? Where the hell did they go, we probably can't get home without them, just like in the movies. Oh wait, this isn't the movies, oh well close enough. "You know Buttercup it's not bad to fight with your-self; it's bad when you lose." Shut up conscience. Ok so we were fighting in the museum, the Civil war part of the museum. Gettysburg to be exact. I was about to kick him when we were pulled into that vortex thing, then I ended up hear with my sisters.
"Buttercup, Buttercup, BUTTERCUP!" Blossom yelled
"What," I snapped "I was thinking"
"Oh no we better run for cover Bubbles, she was thinking." Blossom snickered
"Ha, ha, very funny" I said very dully
"So Buttercup what were you thinking about?" Bubbles asked sitting on an old worn out bed
"Well I'm starting to wonder where the boys went if they got sucked into the vortex also."
Blossom was staring at me like I had two heads, then a smile started to spread across her features
"Buttercup you're a genius." She squealed
"Uh….thanks" I raised an eyebrow
"We'll leave tomorrow," Blossom stated "and we'll find the boys so we can figure out a way to get home."
Bubbles and I just nodded our heads in agreement
"Just one question," I said "How are we going to find them?"
Her smile disappeared "I don't know," she frowned then looked back at me with a smile "There in the south!" she exclaimed
"And how did you figure that?" I crossed my arms
"Because we are here and we are good, the south was known as the rebels to the north, and what are the ruffs?"
A smirk spread across my face, "Blossom you truly are the smart one."
"Thanks," she cheered "Now how to find them."
"Maybe we should start at Chancellorsville." Bubbles squeaked
"Why there?" Blossom asked
"Because you said that you and Brick where fighting in the section for Spotsylvania, and that battle doesn't happen for another year," Bubbles explained "Chancellorsville happened May 1-4, 1863, that means it's the first battle to happen out of the three areas we were all at. So maybe the boys will be there first, the way we can go to Gettysburg, then Spotsylvania."
Ok I admit I got a bit lost when she was explaining but the more I think about it the more it makes sense.
"So we leave for Chancellorsville in the morning." Blossom yawned
We all fell asleep within minutes.
(South)
Butch's POV
I woke up the next morning to see Brick still asleep and Boomer sitting up in his sleeping bag. All three of us were cramped considering we had to share a tent, and having three 16 year old boys sleep in one tent is kind of uncomfortable. If you know what I mean, that is.
"Well I slept like crap," I mumbled "What about you."
"Same here," Boomer sighed "I gave up three hours ago."
"Hey men, what's wrong with you." I said crawling out of the tent
Boomer followed, leaving Brick "I was talking to some of the guys last night."
"Ok so what about it." I shrugged
"Some of them have kids, some of them are kids." He growled
"What's your point?" I turned to face him
"Don't you realize most of the men who went into this war were either killed or wounded badly?"
"Listen Boomer," I put my hand on his shoulder "I hardly care about our history, what makes you think I care about the country's history."
"I didn't think that Butch but," he look down at his shoes "there's a twelve year old boy out there, that's like us not having powers."
I took my hand back and smirked "Boomer we can't change history, you know that, even I know that."
"I know Butch, but can you imagine what it would like to feel that last breath of life leave you as you were hit with a bullet."
I actually thought about what Boomer was telling me. He was right, I couldn't even begin to imagine what it would be like not to live, not to fight, not to hit on hot older women, or even see Buttercup get mad at me anymore. Wait, Buttercup!
"Boomer!" I yelped
"What?" he shrunk back
"The girls, the girls, the girls"
"The girls?" he looked at me quizzically
"Yes the girls." I shouted, throwing my hands in the hair
"So I tell you all that information and the only thing you would miss is girls." He growled
"Not just any girls, the Powerpuff Girls."
"What about them." He raised an eyebrow
"We were fighting them when we got sucked here, so that means they probably landed somewhere as well."
I could practically see Boomer's mind trying to digest what I had just told him.
"Hey morons," I heard a deep masculine voice yell "What are you two doing up so early?"
I turned around to see a tired Brick rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
"Brick guess what," Boomer cheered "Butch figured out how to get us home"
"I WHAT!"
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Cliffhanger!
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