Chapter 4: Meet the ruffs
The punks landed in an alley way once they reached the city. This was so they wouldn't draw any attention to themselves. Berserk peeked her head out to check if anyone saw them. Everything looked normal and the citizens of Townsville continued to go on with their everyday lives.
"So far so good. Doesn't look like we got caught," Berserk told the others. They all stepped out and began to merge themselves into the crowd of people along the sidewalk. It didn't take long for one of them to realize they were forgetting something.
"Wait a minute..." Brat said stopping in her tracks. Berserk and Brute stopped as well to question what Brat was doing. "How are we going to the arcade without any money?"
"The same way how we'll pay for the hotel, duh!" Brute exclaimed like it was the most obvious thing in the world. She and Brat were now glaring at each other now only seconds from starting an all out brawl. Berserk stepped between the two to intervene.
"Brat actually does have a good point," she admitted. This caused Brat to smirk victoriously and for Brute to scowl and cross her arms. Berserk continued what she was getting at, "We're probably going to blow all our money just staying at the hotel for all the cool stuff like room service, internet access, HD cable, three separate rooms, one of those little fridges with snacks and tiny sodas in it, and a bathroom with a tub that could fit a whale!"
"Don't forget about the pool!" Brat chimed. To her it was all about lounging by the pool and not having to worry about anything. Hakuna Matata as they would say right? Brute realized it would be nice to have those things as well. If they spend all their money at the arcade then none of it would be happening.
"So we're not going to the arcade then?" Brute asked with annoyance. She expected Berserk to say there would be an arcade at the hotel as well but that was probably unlikely. Brat faced Berserk as well to wait for her to tell them their next plan. Instead, Berserk stood there tapping her chin as she thought of a solution. People kept bumping into them while they stood on the sidewalk and at first they hadn't mind, but now it was starting to annoy Berserk. Her concentration broke when a man in a suit walked right into her but he quickly apologized. But It was too late for him.
"Would you mind? I'm trying to think here!" Berserk screamed at him. The man shrieked and scrambled away from her. A crowd of people surrounded the three girls to look at what was going on. Berserk bared her teeth and waved her fist angrily at everyone watching, "That goes for the rest of ya!"
Just as the man had done, anyone who had stopped to stare quickly went back their own business. Berserk was practically seething now and both her cousins wouldn't admit they were partially afraid.
"So screw being undercover and let's just yell at everyone," Brute bravely commented. This could have gone two ways; either Berserk ignores the comment or unleashes a rage like none have either witnessed before. Instead she looked down and saw a brown leather wallet laying on the ground. She picked it up and now had it in her hands with Brute and Brat hovering over her. Before they could ask any questions, Berserk opened it up and their eyes were practically glowing. Inside were credit cards and a wad of fifty dollar bills.
"Whoa," Brat breathed out. "It has to be like a million dollars in there."
Brute looked at her like she was stupid before saying, "Not even close. A million couldn't fit in here Einstein. I say it's about...500 or 600 dollars."
"Oh," was all Brat with her cheeks tinted red said after realizing her mistake. She tried as much as possible not to be another dumb blonde like her parents were to their group and it ashamed her whenever she did say something questionable. The others paid no mind to her as Berserk counted and finally figured out the sum.
"Brute really had it down. It's 500," Berserk revealed to them. She closed the wallet again to look at the others with a huge grin on her face. "Know what that means right?"
None of them had to be asked twice as they all squealed together, "To the arcade!"
Each of them sped off towards the one place they wanted to go to. Their running turned into flying which created great gusts of wind that knocked over anything they passed. Leaves were shaken free from tree branches, people were nearly knocked over, Cars easily overturned, and one billboard promoting toothpaste was blasted and sent falling into a crowd of people. The powerpunks only laughed feeling the rush of excitement and long anticipated freedom. They even sped past one individual in particular who just so happened to be sitting at a bus bench while reading the paper with no actual intentions of catching public transportation. It was when the paper was blown out of his hands did he notice they whizzed past. Now angry that the few joys he found in life was gone for the moment, he focused his vision on the speeding blurs flying in the distance. This caused him to groan in irritation and mumble a few curses under his breath.
"Those no good for nothing powerpuffs," he muttered. The only thing that made him draw to the conclusion that they were the powerpuffs was the fact that he heard their high pitch laughter while they flew by. "I can't even enjoy my paper without those three hooligans interfering and ruining a good read. Why have I been cursed with the displeasure of living in a world where these three supposed girls continue to stand in my way, when I have yet to do anything!?"
The one and only Mojo Jojo rambled on. Nowadays he did half the evil he used to do back when the puffs were still little girls. They barely paid him much attention anymore much to his leisure but then again he felt insulted. It was like they didn't take him seriously anymore. His supposed sons he had created didn't give him the time or day either. They too grew rebellious and would laugh in his face if he ever ordered them to do anything. His life was starting to become one big joke now. But that did not stop him from forming an evil smile on his face as he remembered his latest invention he's been working on for quite sometime now.
"And today shall be the day I finally put those rotten brats in their places," he announced evilly to only himself. The last thing he needed of course was the one and only, Chemical X."
The powerpunks landed at the entrance to the arcade which caused many cracks to form on the pavement beneath them. They almost seemed oblivious to the destruction they caused throughout the city as each of them began to push the other out of the way. After much shoving and pushing, the punks were now inside the arcade. Due to it still being school hours, it was almost empty inside which meant they didn't have to throw anyone off of a game they wanted to play. There was nothing but the sweet sound of video game music and the very few kids who ditched school to play games.
"Come on Berserk. You have the wallet so go get us some change!" Brute impatiently said to an annoyed looking Berserk. Brat followed Berserk leaving Brute to check off which games she would be wanting to play. In the end she decided to play all of them. However her gaze fell on a trio of boys who were none other than the rowdyruff boys.
"Aw man, again?" Brute asked herself, not believing they managed to run into them again. She looked over to see Berserk and Bubbles inserting a bill into a machine to get change. They received a massive pile of coins that made them both squeal in delight. Brute turned around to go over to them so she could warn them about who was there. Of course the boys noticed her anyways before she could reach the others.
"Hey check it out guys, it's that powerpuff Butterbabe or whatever," Butch said with a laugh. His brothers Boomer and Brick also laughed with him because of the nickname he used to call Buttercup. Brute froze in her footsteps and tensed up. She was stuck between feeling awkward because her dad thought she was her mom and anger. Due to the dim lighting in the arcade, it was harder for any of the boys to fully see the girl they were currently laughing about. Butch managed to calm himself down and add, "She looks a lot less hot today. Definitely a lot shorter too. Could have swore her ass was bigger as well..."
Call it a short temper but Brute couldn't help but turn around and fly towards them so fast, the rowdyruffs barely saw her move. The vein on her forehead stuck out as she screamed, "I am NOT Buttercup! Do you need your eyes checked or something? Why don't you take a good look at me now buddy!"
She took a step back so they could fully access her. Butch looked the most shocked out of the three and quickly got just as angry as Brute, "Watch who you're talking to shrimp. I don't think you know who we are."
Berserk and Brat stopped putting bills into the machine when they heard the commotion. They looked over and couldn't believe their eyes. There Brute stood boldly in front of each of their dads who didn't look any happier than she was. "This is just great," Berserk said folding the wallet up and handing it to Brat. "You stay here while I go make sure Brute doesn't do anything stupid. I'd rather the ruffs not know we have superpowers."
She walked over to Brute so she could push her aside and stare at the rowdyruffs. They wondered where this other girl came from and why she too looked like a miniature version of a powerpuff girl. "Come on Brute. Don't waste your time with these guys," Berserk said hoping this would calm down Brute and let the ruffs know they had no intentions of starting trouble.
"Aw look, she brought her sissy friend over for help," Butch teased them. "You better run along little girls because we're the rowdyruff boys and we don't take crap from anyone. Think we care how old you are?"
"Yeah cause we don't care!" Boomer added with a laugh of his own. Brick and Butch stared at the blonde haired teen because of his unnecessary comment. Brick was the one to punch him in his arm to shut him up.
Not only was Brute beginning to get angry again but so was Berserk. Father or not, she wasn't going to let anyone talk down to her that way. Brute spoke first before she could give them a piece of her mind. "Who you calling a sissy!?" Brute yelled at them. The ruffs were surprised that a little girl had the audacity to raise her voice to them after they said who they were. Everyone knew who the rowdyruff boys were and usually stayed out of their way. Quickly they decided to dismiss her lack of fear for not knowing exactly who they were and what they do. Brick smirked and placed his finger on Brute's forehead.
"You must be new here so we'll let you off the hook. My brothers and I have strength you wouldn't even begin to come close to and it's not cause you're just small kids. So why don't you go back to playing with your dollies and other sissy little girl stuff." Brick finished it off by removing his finger so that he could give high fives to both Butch and Boomer. The three of them were now howling in laughter and now expected the two girls to run off crying.
Berserk's eye twitch from the cruel laughter she heard coming from the rowdyruffs. She had to constantly remind herself who they were to her and how important it was to not kill them. Fortunately she calmed down enough but for Brute it was another story. The raging green eyed girl charged Brick and punched him in the face. Brick was sent flying back until he crashed into a whack a mole game which began to smoke. The few kids who were around screamed and ran out of the arcade. The owner and other employees knew to stay out of the way whenever the rowdyruffs were involved.
Berserk stared at Brute with an open mouth and an incredulous look on her face. Brute just punched a younger version of her father. "Are you insane!? That's my...well you know!" Berserk screamed at her. Even Brat who was watching from the sidelines had a hand covered over her mouth. Brute was still too angry to respond and fully come over her senses. She didn't even have a chance to say anything before being kicked by Boomer and thrown to the ground by Butch. The two then began to beat down on her while she was the ground and laughing while they did so.
A tiny gasp escaped Brat's mouth. There was no way she was going to sit by and watch her dad and uncle beat on her cousin. "Nobody double teams us!" she yelled flying towards Butch and kicking him off of Brute. Boomer faced the girl and he couldn't believe his eyes, "Hey there's a third one. I think somebody shrunk the powerpuff girls!"
Before delivering one of the hardest blows she could muster, Brat quickly apologized in her mind for her what she was about to do. She cocked her hand back but was surprised when she felt someone grab her fist. Looking back she realized it was Berserk giving her the meanest glare.
"Were you seriously trying to take this even further than what it is? We are not fighting them and that is final!" Suddenly Berserk covered her mouth with both hands. She realized she was indeed turning into her mother which was highly unacceptable. Niether of the two punks were listening to Brute when she shouted their names but it was too late. Brick grabbed Berserk's arm and threw her up into the ceiling where she crashed through to outside. Boomer then came second who slammed into Brat where they both flew through the window and ended outside on the sidewalk. Brat managed to kick Boomer off of her and fly up in the air to meet Berserk.
"So what was that about not fighting them?" Brat asked in the tone she spoke in whenever she was right for once. Across from them now floated all three rowdyruff boys and now Brute was by their side too. Berserk sighed and cracked her knuckles. "Let's just try not to kill them. I'd like for us all to still be born," she told them as all six of them collided together.
AN: I just love action filled scenes so expect much of it next chapter. That is if I get enough feedback so fav, follow, and review if you want more!