A/N: Fastest update I've ever had! (Sorry..*cough*)
So for this chapter I decided to focus on the story of the greens and the blues first. The reds will appear the next chapter, I think..
Oh, and I think I might be updating the cover image of this story, too. After drawing it myself. xP
Anyways, thanks for the follows and review. :) It gives me strength to write more, so keep them coming!
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Back at Mojo's observatory, the fatigued and shaken monkey had told his sons to do whatever they pleased while he rested in his bedroom. But, not to touch anything in his weapon chamber. As for his red son, he decided to confront him after he hopefully came back, and when they both were in a better mood.
So with the two boys left to themselves, they decided to search for something entertaining since the TV was busted due to obvious reasons. However, before they could attempt to access their father's precious weapon chamber which he repeatedly prohibited them from entering, their stomachs rumbled simultaneously as if rehearsed. Thus with lunch time nearing, their first target was fixed to the fridge. The starving boys rummaged the interior to find anything edible, but much to their luck, the shelves were practically empty. The only leftover was a rotten dish covered entirely in molds with a nasty stench to match. Normally the boys wouldn't mind mildly rotten food, but what Mojo had in his fridge was starting to take a form of its own. Instinctively, the two ruffs backed away and pinched their nose. (A/N: Let's just say they have one.)
"Bleh! What does he have growing here?" Butch grimaced.
"Close the door! I think it's coming alive!" Boomer yelled urgently.
Butch was one step away from slamming the fridge door closed when Boomer noticed something in the corner.
"Wait! Can we eat that?" Boomer pointed to a head of broccoli that was still in decent shape. Butch however, had a different opinion and bonked his brother on his head.
"You idiot, that ain't food!" He scolded, and proceeded to close the door. He knew green was his signature color, but any food in his color was not in his favorites list. Boomer rubbed his head and recovered.
"It isn't?" He looked at Butch dumbly. Butch ignored him and turned around to poke his head into some of the kitchen cabinets. What he found were herbs, spices, some kitchen utensils, and finally, a bag of dried spaghetti noodles.
"Yo Boomer, you know how to cook this?" He turned to Boomer. Boomer shook his head.
The green ruff scoffed. "Yeah, what would you know? Cooking is for sissies anyway." Butch tossed the bag to the side and flew towards the entrance of Mojo's weapon chamber. "Forget food for now, let's get into some action." He said with anticipation.
But unfortunately for the spike-haired boy, the entrance had an intricate paw-print scanning machine, which needed Mojo's paw in order to access his desired destination.
"Darn it!" Butch growled, glaring at the device. He looked down at his fingerless hand and gave up. He considered blasting the door down, but that would wake the chimp from his slumber and set off his never-ending rant. Butch was not about to put up with that especially when he remembered the dude's horrid appearance not too long ago which gave him the creeps.
"Hey Butch!" Boomer called from a distance. "Check this out! You can see the whole stupid town from here!"
Butch looked to Boomer's direction to find him gazing excitedly into Mojo's giant telescope projecting out from the observatory.
"That is so lame." Butch expressed disapproval, but nonetheless advanced towards where Boomer was.
"Hey hey, there's this fat dude about to jump into a pool. He's gonna blow!" Boomer sniggered and looked away from the telescope to check on Butch's reaction. Butch still didn't look impressed with his arms folded in front of him also with half-lidded eyes of boredom.
"Back off. I can do something much cooler." Butch demanded and elbowed Boomer out of the way.
"Hey! This isn't fair!" Boomer resisted. "Who gives you the right?"
"I do! Because I'm much cooler than you, and besides-" Butch's retort was cut short by another loud grumble erupting from his stomach. His hunger was unbearable. The green ruff let out a displeased grunt and reached into his pocket to take out the few dirty crumpled dollars he picked up from before and threw it carelessly over to his brother. "Go get some food! Get like 20 burgers or something."
Boomer made no effort to catch the money and watched as they landed on the floor.
"Dude! This isn't enough to buy that many!"
"Wow, you can do math?" Butch replied mockingly. "Well then steal the rest, you dum-dum!"
Boomer creased his eyebrows in complete annoyance. "Why can't you go? Why should I always be the one to fetch your stinkin' food?"
"Because! You never do anything useful! Now scram!" Butch barked.
The blond ruff flung a dirty look at his brother and hissed, but did nothing more to protest. The disgruntled blue ruff grudgingly swiped up the money and stormed out of Mojo's lair through the opening of the ceiling that had been made a while ago.
"What a loser…" Butch mumbled to himself.
He shook his head and peered into the telescope to scout for a victim for his mischief. In proximity, a little boy was riding his bicycle towards a supermarket in high spirits. With a sly smirk, the green boy dashed towards the refrigerator and reached for the spoiled moldy food. He again, recoiled from the putrid odor and balanced the plate on the tip of his hand trying not to get any on him. He then carefully hovered over to the window of the observatory and aimed for the clueless child who he had spotted for his target. Applying mighty force, Butch hurled the disgusting substance straight for the bicycle rider. But instead of hitting its human target, the decayed matter collided with the back wheels of the bicycle, splattering all over the tires. The gooey and repulsive slime that used to be food hindered the spins of the wheels and caused the little boy to tumble down from his bicycle. Though it was not his original intention, the green ruff was satisfied and roared with laughter.
"Score!" He punched his fist in the air. He eased himself from his remaining chuckles and looked around the quiet and empty observatory. His face tightened.
'Boy, it isn't as fun with no one around.' He realized. He knew Brick would have totally agreed what he just did was super evil. And he would have been more help in torturing their brother—if only he hadn't turned into such a crybaby like Boomer.
'Pfff… Boomer that dork, always acting like a total loser.' He scoffed internally. But then again, he thought, it's probably better having him around rather than being stuck here alone.
Butch grunted. 'He'd better be coming back with my burgers soon.' He frowned as he recounted what happened earlier, how he pushed his brother away from the telescope and ordered him to get his food. Then he paused as an unexpected thought flashed. Maybe he was… a bit harsh on him?
Butch's face dropped as he instantly made a disgusted face and cursed innerly. He was appalled for even thinking such a weak thought! If his brother was that much of a wuss to not handle a little teasing, then maybe he shouldn't be a Rowdyruff!
The spiky-haired green ruff entirely ignored the thought that had just taken place and turned his attention back to the telescope. He had better check on his brother to make sure he wasn't doing anything dumb.
But while he was guiding the telescope to the direction he wanted, he was perplexed to suddenly find the view very blurry. Some figure was blocking his vision, something green and…
As the focus adjusted and aligned, Butch witnessed a scowling green Powerpuff shooting death glares straight into the lens on the other side.
"Having fun, butt-head?" She casually inquired, then drilled into the telescope lens in full speed. Before Butch could even absorb the situation, Buttercup blasted out from the other end, charged into Butch at his mid-section, and sent him crashing out of the walls of the observatory with her.
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Meanwhile, Boomer was muttering under his breath how unfair things were for him as he sluggishly walked down the sidewalk. Now that Brick was gone Butch thought he could make him do whatever he wanted. He was bossing him around just as much as Brick, what a jerk! At least Brick would sometimes stand on his side and stop Butch from bullying him. Though… he would do that for a second then get right back to teasing him with his green brother. But still, Butch thought he was the leader now, oh so mighty and tough, when he really isn't! He was starting to miss his red brother…
Boomer looked up as he reached Larry's Burgerville. His stomach was fretting to be fed. The blue ruff smirked and prepared himself to bust into the franchise. There were more important matters to deal with. He was craving for fast food.
The blond Rowdyruff sailed into the restaurant, breaking the windows in the process. The workers and customers jerked their attention to him with surprised eyes. Boomer hovered towards the ordering counter past the line of waiting customers, and came eye-to-eye with the cashier.
"Pack your burgers before I trash this place! Hand me.. uh.. 20 or somethin'!" He threatened.
The cashier and the workers in the back blinked their eyes then nodded their heads unwillingly.
"We'll prepare them in the back and come back." One of them said solemnly.
"Make it quick!" Boomer spat, then kicked the cash register in front of him to show that he was serious.
The workers obliged as they all gathered in the back… well, at least they seemed to oblige. Boomer floated in his place with a sly confident look, but that look quickly vanished as the employees came back with spatulas and frying pans in their hands.
"Wh..wha.. what are you doing?" Boomer stuttered in befuddlement.
He looked around as he suddenly sensed a stiff ambience. What he saw were angry pairs of eyes everywhere—not just the employees, but the customers at their tables and the customers who were waiting in line behind him as well. Boomer looked back at the workers at the counter. He let out a warning growl.
"You're making a big mistake…"
"No, you are! How dare you show your face before us after attacking those innocent citizens!"
"Wait, that wasn't me, that was-"
A sizzling hot spatula smacked the blue ruff across his cheek causing his head to jolt to the other direction. His eyes bulged out from the impact. In an instant, customers and workers alike threw or swung at him with whatever they could grab in their hands. Sodas, french fries, burgers, straws, trays all flew towards him, but Boomer came to his senses and dodged most of them in the nick of time. He let out a battle cry and zapped away the objects still coming in, and afterwards tackled the employees one by one to enter the grilling space in the back. The workers landed on the floor with an 'oomph!' or collided with the stoves and the cabinets.
Just then, one of the employees accidently touched the handle of the french fry fryer during his fall, and sent a pile of hot french fries with sprays of boiling oil flying right towards a fallen employee on the floor. Boomer, witnessing the scene, darted to the helpless worker and yanked him out of the danger zone without thinking. The french fries and boiling oil showered on the floor right in front of them.
'That was close…' Boomer let out a sigh, when he suddenly realized what he had done.
Boomer gawked around his surroundings as the workers who had witnessed the happening stared at him with mirroring expressions. On the contrary, the customers who had not seen what had happened in the back were just about to barge in to the back space of the restaurant. Using the counter as a barricade to block another array of flying objects, Boomer hid himself momentarily, then rapidly snatched up some burgers displayed on the rack with super speed and rocketed out of the franchise. The angry mob that had formed in the restaurant continued to throw their last food and booed at the retreating Rowdyruff.
Boomer soared above the sky with shaking eyes. After making some distance with the fast food restaurant, the blue ruff stopped in mid air to organize his thoughts. The obviously overwhelmed blond boy searched his head for answers. What the heck just happened…?!
"Put down the burgers, sucker!" A voice interrupted.
Emerging in front of him was a displeased Powerpuff with pig-tails. Boomer sneered and faced his counterpart.
"What'ya gonna do? Beat me up?" That moment, Boomer zoned out for a second as he started to get a déjà vu. (A/N: Déjà vu from Bubble Boy.)
His blue counterpart didn't miss that chance and charged towards him, smashing Boomer in his face with the blow of her punch. Boomer went sailing towards a nearby skyscraper. Debris flew out from the collision and engulfed him in dusts. The blue boy was dazed for a moment, but shook it off. He looked down at his hands and discovered the burgers he pilfered completely ruined or lost from the blow. He frowned and eyed Bubbles.
"Oh, now you're toast!" He hissed.
Bubbles stuck her tongue out at him, when suddenly, large crashes resounded not so far away. The blue super-beings both geared their heads towards the direction of the cacophony. Streaks of dark and light green repeatedly collided with each other as spectacular displays of attack went back and forth between the two. Their siblings had already engaged in battle.
'Great,' Bubbles thought, 'I've found her. Now all I have to do is keep an eye on her and look for Brick while handling this rascal. A piece of cake, right?'
Bubbles gulped and looked back to the spot where Boomer originally was only to find him not there. She hurriedly searched sideways to locate him, when a sudden strike of pain inflicted her back. The blue girl was sent crashing into the pavement face first and screeched to a stop after about 20 yards. Bubbles got up and recovered fast enough to move out of Boomer's subsequent attack. Boomer landed hard with two feet on the pavement where Bubbles used to be. The impact caused a bigger crater to appear, and a small earthquake knocked Bubbles back a little. The blue puff regained her balance and got back into her offensive stance.
Nope. Cross that previous thought, this was not going to be easy. With still no sign of Brick anywhere, Bubbles hollered a sonic scream for her pink sister to hear.
'Blossom! Buttercup and I got the others, GO FIND BRICK!'
