As Time Goes By

by Carriedreamer

Act 6 "Beast- Part 3: Townsville has always been a city with secrets, secrets that need to be revealed. Whether it be the culprits of a vicious high school prank, the longings of a teenage girl's heart or the heartbreak of betrayal within a family Townsville is a city of secrets... at least.. that's what Bubbles and Boomer see when they discover that blank face in the museum...

4. Act 2: Perks Part 1

A Note from the Author:

You all are too amazing for words! I'm so happy to know people have been enjoying my work! There is no greater joy for me than to know I have entertained people with my work! Again so overwhelmed I can say nothing but thank you thank you!

So on a less emotional note ^_^;; Just thought I'd give some background a bit now that As Time Goes by is indeed in full swing... finally: Its been a long road... my editor can tell you - this has been in pre production for close to... maybe eight months - Act 0 alone took nearly three months to write - if only because action sequences are my worst enemy at times *sigh*

Anyway! A comment was made by one of my lovely reviewers concerning the ever cheeky "Mike Believe"'s involvement - I can indeed say that this character - so criminally underused- is indeed along with Robin one of my FAVORITE characters in the PPG fandom and that one of my goals in this story- what my wonderful editor jokingly calls an "anime sequel" to the Powerpuff Girls - is to directly involve as much of the original cast as possible : ) - the show has such an awesomely diverse cast of kooky characters after all : D

But enough with my rambling - Onto the main event!

DISCLAIMER: Powerpuff Girls does not belong to me. All rights belong to Craig McCracken and Cartoon Network.

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-II-

X-Team saves the day again! : Is there anything they can't do?

Meet Townsville's Newest heroes: The Rowdyruff Boys!

RowdyRuff vs. Powerpuff no more?: The end of a long rivalry.

Red, blue and Green!: Townsville latest fashion choices for this fall and winter season-!

The newspapers all crashed into the wall- the mocking grainy photos of the insipid excuse of journalistic writing and its wretched illness inducing photos would soon meet the watery grave that served as a toilet!

Wretched… Excuses for the wasting of space! Failures!

BRATS

Insolent- How dare they!? HOW DARE THEY!?

Look at them!

Look at their smug… "I am better than you looks" they were giving to the camera! So proud of their treachery!

And those Succubi…

Those… filthy little seductresses who had used seduction to trap those vile traitors who had betrayed him within their succubae claws!

And now there they were- the three betraying excuses for traitors standing side by side with those wretched vile girls and their succubae gazes and- CUUUUUUURSES!

The little blue one had his insipid foolish youngest in a death grip- with a wretched huge smile lining both of their faces. The foolish middle excuse of a son stood showing off his muscles like a fool who was only showing off and the green girl with a vile temper and even worse mouth was looking at him with a look that was not so pleased at his foolish showing off!

And then there was his most rebellious excuse of a son. A smug arrogant look he had so yearned to slap off so many times for being so arrogant lined his face. A mirror to the overly proud look the pink one had on her succubi face as she stood by his side and – Curses…

CURSES!

TRAITORS!

TRAITORS!

Well…

Enjoy it for now.

Enjoy those… smug little smiles that were so smug.

After all…

They wouldn't have much longer to enjoy them.

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Act 2: Perks

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Gooooood morning Townsville! It's just one of those fine Monday mornings-."

He cast a look at the window and snorted. Uh huh…. Suuuuure. Dumb asses. It was pouring! Like it had been for the last week.

And it was seriously messing with the do.

He slicked up his hands with the gel and ran it through his jet black hair- shaping those immaculate locks into those sexy spikes that the chicks all just went gaga over then again nowadays Butch could probably go bald and the female population would still swarm him and offer so many delectable treats for the Butch to sort through.

So many chicks. So little time. One Green Rowdyruff.

Or maybe he should just call himself a Ruff- heh heh. Of all the nicknames- and the fact that Boss actually let Red get away with it. Sap. He was as bad as the blonde.

Whatever- let the dumbasses wag their tails to their heart's content. More babes for the Butch.

He looked into the mirror. Heh. Perfection as always. Really he was the best looking of his brothers- so what he was the shortest- nah- Boom was too tall and Brick was… err… Brick was too…uh broad. Yeah- those shoulders were ridiculous- ha! Homecoming had been hilarious- he couldn't believe the guy's jacket had been ripped like that! No wonder he and Red had bolted- though really c'mon Big Bro.

That little dress had been the biggest "Take me Ruff!" signal in the world, and when the stick in the mud refused to hit the mosh pit she'd clearly decided to try to get the guy jealous by dancing with that Mike guy instead – Butch was pretty sure he'd seen her looking in Brick's direction through most of that admittedly kick ass dance routine – and then Big Bro had finally pulled up his big boy pants- reclaimed his puff… disappeared from the place and just when Butch was sure his brother was finally doing something right - The lame ass must have chickened out and thus his brother was still a virgin!

Ugh… amateur. And Butch so had not deserved the black eye he'd gotten from such an innocent query!

Why else would the guy be screeching Red's name so damn loud in the middle of the goddamn night! It was a logical conclusion!

And then there'd been the nauseating spectacle that was the Blues… ugh- practically slobbering over each other for what?! His dumb ass of a little brother had just walked the blonde to her door- she had kissed his cheek and that was the end of it!

Amateurs! The both of them! Was Butch going to have to do everything for his lame ass brothers!?

After all being a Rowdyruff and all it was Butch's sworn duty to look out for the two lame asses – The Rowdy Code and shit demanded it. And why not? Butch was the King of Townsville High after all: He was the star linebacker for the TVHS Warriors… even though those stupid X' being classified as a steroid rules the lame asses at Citysville had bullied through the league kept Butch from actually playing any games that happened to take place in that piece of shit ghetto city but regardless Butch James Jojo was still the hottest, the most popular and most built Rowdyruff at Townsville High.

Not to forget the best part of all:

He was a superhero.

And come to find out- chicks just loved superheroes.

Man… why hadn't he turned years ago?!

He gazed at the perfection in his mirror once again- eh-one was uneven- that wouldn't do. The Butch had to be perfection-.

BANG. BANG. BANG.

"BUUUUUUUTCH!"

A living work of art.

"BUUUUUTCH!"

BANGBANGBANG.

"DAMN IT BUTCH I HAVE TO PISS!"

He snorted. "Should have thought of that before you wasted all morning writing more love songs."

"BUUUUUUUUUUUTCHHHHHHH!"

"Oye! It takes time for the Butch to turn into the "Butch" - So… go find a tree or something!"

"WHAT THE!? I'M NOT A DOG!"

"Could have fooled me the way you hover over the blonde with your little puppy dog tail wagging begging for a treat! Heh "Oh Buuuuubles I'd do annnnnything for yooooou!"

A resounding bang. " Aw fuck you! That's it! BIG BRO!"

Pfft. Loser.

BANG.

"Butch! We have one bathroom and I ain't cleaning up a goddamn puddle! Get out here!"

Ugh… baby! Always went crying to Brick!

"Damn it gimme me five more minutes!"

"TWO!"

Loud stomping and Butch buzzed his lips. Jealous. So jealous- both of them.

"Big Broooo!"

"Stop sulking Boomer." Brick's voice was curt and sounded… distracted.

"I ain't sulking! I just gotta goooo!"

An exasperated sigh. "Then maybe you should go to the park and-."

"I'M NOT A DOG!" He bellowed. "What would happen if Bubbles ever heard about something like that-!? Oh God she'd never demean herself to go near a… a public pisser!"

Am I really related to this loser…?

"Boomer… that was the stupidest-."

"And- And! What if- what if she could smell it or something!?"

"Boomer…" Big Bro sounded like he was ready to hit something. Probably blonde and blue eyed.

"No! You don't get it! Just because I at least admit when I like a girl and don't wanna scare her away-!"

And… Three. Two. One.

"FOR THE LAST TIME I DON'T LIKE PINKY!"

We have liftoff.

"HA! Who you talkin' to then Big Bro huh?" Cue what sounded like a scuffle. " OH! HI BLOSSOM!"

"BOOMER! GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY-! GIVE IT BACK!"

Idiot.

"Oh well would you look at that! Going out for coffee after school again? D'awwww Big Bro's going on a date!"

"ITS NOT A DATE! – We're friends! Friends are allowed to go out for coffee!"

Butch licked his thumb and moved a stubborn black strand as war commenced in the background.

" Uh huh suuuure so Brick what are you and your friend Blossom gonna talk about then ehh?"

"Not that its any of your business but we talk about work! You know X-Team matters and shit like-!"

" Yeah I heard! Can't believe they're remaking it! Why would they touch a classic?!" A round of snickers erupted as Boomer read out loud from what was obviously Brick's phone.

Butch could almost picture his brother's face. Crimson and a match to his eyes-

" Work uh huh suuuuuuure. You're just lookin for any excuse ain't you Big Bro?Oh! And look at her reply- "I know- a total travesty Ruff I concur- still though might be worth a look when it comes out." -And aw no reply yet? Well here allow me-!"

"BOOMER!"

" Oh sure Blossom! Mind if I call you Blossom? Course you don't- how about you and me go see it together- how about this Friday?"

" DUMB ASS IT AIN'T COMING OUT UNTIL…. WHO KNOWS IT WAS JUST ANNOUNCED- GIMME THAT!" More crashes- and deranged laughter from the blonde's side.

The yelling and crashing continued. Clearly there was a chase going on.

"Okay so take her to see another one-!"

"There's nothing playing you dumb ass! Nothing she'd want to see-!" His voice trailed as he seemed to realize his slip, "A-AND I DON'T LIKE HER LIKE THAT!"

"Oh yeah suuuuure you don't heh heh!" Cue rabid hyena.

"Shut up damn it! That's an order- Y-YEAH! That's it! I- I ORDER you to shut up!"

The hyena laughter grew louder. Butch rolled his eyes and slammed the door open. This was painful. Time for a freaking intervention! The two of them jumped from their glaring match as Butch joined the fray.

"That. Was the lamest thing- I have ever heard Boss!" He bellowed. Idiot! Moron! Who was the so called "genius" again!?

Brick managed to wrench his phone from Boomer as the dumb blond whooped and threw his arms in the air with a triumphant bellow: "FINALLY!" The blue streak zipped past him and slammed the door shut.

Idiot.

Big Bro was just as Butch had predicted now leaning against a wall and sulking – his face a crimson mess and over all looking like a pathetic excuse for a human being. His hand had swallowed his phone- which was cheerfully buzzing every couple of seconds as he brooded like a whipped dog- his fingers nonetheless flew over the keys at dizzying speed. And despite the little sulk he was having... a stupid smile had nevertheless begun curling across his dumb ass so called super "genius" of a big brother's face and a few occasional deep chuckles escaped from him.

Moron.

Ugh the things Butch did for his beloved brothers.

"Big Bro." He sidled next to the moron in question and put a hand on his shoulder. "So... tell me something." Brick slowly turned around but stiffened as Butch removed the phone from his hand. "Just what is the big deal?!" he scoffed. "Brick. My man. Red is hot." He wiggled the blood red ephone in his brother's face in emphasis. "Do you realize how much of the male population likely hates you right now?"

Brick's shoulders tensed.

"After all Boss- She's fucking gorgeous and- Guess what – it ain't just your dreams she stars in at night!"

Twitch.

He ignored the subtle movement of the eyebrow. "Hell if I wasn't such a good brother I'd be making a move on her myself- but hey you called dibs on the Pink one and I respect that-."

Twitch. Twitch.

" BUT-! The rest of the male population doesn't- so if you want to nail a Pink Puff you better get your act together and go for it- and the Butch will gladly help you."

Twitch. Twitch. Twitch.

" So Big Bro- stick with me and do as I say and you'll have your little "Pinky" hanging all over you like-. Uh Brick?"

He was… strangely silent. Odd- most guys would have been jumping at an offer for help from the Butch and-.

Why were… his eyes… glowing…and… his nostrils… smoking?

"I. Don't. Need. Your. Help." That… was a very dangerous sound. A very… very dangerous-! … Aw hell this was going to hurt wasn't it!?

God damn it! Why did Butch have to be the Shortest!? Oh fuck- flames… lots of fire surrounding his brother- His rather tall... infuriated fire breathing dragon of a big brother!

"Ooh sweet reliiiiiief!" A cheerful voice rang out and stopped Brick before he could incinerate his innocent younger brother- but the insane dragon still had a grip like steel on Butch's shirt.

He sent Boomer a pleading look- but the little traitor only looked from the innocent victim and the raging fiery beast before walking backwards back into the bathroom.

TRAITOR!

After everything Butch had ever done for him! How many times had Butch saved his sorry ass in handling the Blue Puff!? HOW MANY!?

An intense medley of drums and a guitar solo rang out around them and Butch recognized Brick's ringtone before the cheerful visage of the pretty pink Puff peeked out from Boss' caller ID and oh thank God Butch was saved!

His brother looked at the Ephone oddly. Butch cleared his throat.

"W-Well ain't you gonna answer that?" Brick gave him a nasty withering look before tossing him aside. Literally.

"Sup' Pinky?" He stuck his hand in his pocket and walked away. "Hm? Meh Tweedle Dee just tripped over his own two feet again- nothing important."

Ugh… this couch seriously needed new cushioning. He felt someone grab his leg and pull him out of his sofa prison only to plop him on the floor.

"Oww…" Butch groaned. Boomer knelt and gave him a withering look.

"Dude... When are you gonna learn not to provoke him?" He rolled his blue eyes. "Listen let me handle Big Bro with this okay?"

Ugh… his head was pounding.

"… Sure. Knock yourself out."

"O-Oh?" They looked up and Brick had gone stiff as a board before he cleared his throat. "Oh uh- dust in the air is all."

"Oh my God this is pathetic." Butch hissed. Boomer kicked him in the leg.

"Yeah… no we haven't left yet- so no… no prob."

What was he up to? Boomer snickered quietly next to Butch.

"No really Pinky- it ain't a big deal! I was… gonna offer you girls a ride anyway- I mean its… pouring out you know."

Oh was he now? Sap. Moron.

"Yeah Tweedle Dum was up my ass about it all morning-."

"Uh no I wasn't." Boom raised a golden eyebrow and his maniacal smirk only grew bigger. Brick flashed him a dark look and put a finger to his mouth- the only response was another snicker.

Moron... no self respect whatsoever... either of them!

"Huh what was that? - oh the Tweedles are being morons again Cripes. It ain't a big deal Pinky seriously its no prob just-cripes… fine if you insist- I ain't saying no to a free coffee. Uh huh. Yup. See you in ten."

He tossed the phone idly in his hand and removed his cap for a moment before smoothing down a piece of his hair- which was a lost cause seriously because when was the last time Brick had even properly brushed his hair anyway for fuck's sake! Then Boss turned to them looking suddenly rather chipper as he folded his arms with a smug smile.

"Look alive boys we're picking up the Puffs so get-."

Boomer's head perked up and blue eyes shining he scrambled up, one blue streak later and Boomer was at the door- backpack packed, guitar slung over his back, tail wagging.-His brother had no dignity what so ever- all the idiot fucking needed was a pretty little collar.

"Ready..." Brick finished uselessly and then shook his head with a dramatic roll of the eyes in Butch's direction. Well...at least Butch could count on Brick despite being so touchy when it came to accepting much needed help from an expert to keep his-.

Was he whistling?

Okay… Was Boss seriously whistling!?

The idiot tossed his keys idly in his palm as he sauntered out the door, Boomer followed with a goofy grin on his lame face and… ugh.

At this rate Butch would soon have two puppy dogs he'd have to clean up after!

My brothers are a bunch of dumb asses.

-II-

The rain was coming down like no tomorrow and he had barely been allowed to grab an umbrella or his jacket before the two lovesick dumb asses had dragged him out.

Yes… two lovesick dumb asses.

Brick was veering dangerously towards "smitten" territory and this morning's performance had only proved it– the blonde who was infuriatingly perched in front was already long gone.

Idiots. His brothers were such idiots. And it was up to Butch to try to salvage the pitiful remains of the Rowdyruff Boys' rep and save his brothers from well... themselves.

"Aww why not Big Bro?" And morons like this were exactly Butch needed to act quickly.

Brick scowled "Driver's privilege- the one who is driving said car picks the tunes."

"But I'm telling you you'll like this song I swear-." He held up his mp3 player. "Just lemme hook it up-."

"No!" The blond pouted like a scolded kid but nonetheless crossed his arms and sunk into his stolen front seat.

"Fine don't know what you're missing."

Brick flashed him a dark look. "I think I'll live." He muttered.

Thankfully for Butch's suffering ear drums they turned the corner and the oddly modern looking house came into view- seriously Big Bro's taste in music sucked ass – Some of the rock bands were okay but Butch was pretty damn sure a lot of what they had heard over the years… hadn't even been in English!

Then again, Little Boy Blue over there didn't have much better- but God forbid Butch's superior music taste ever be allowed to grace Brick's precious baby.

Sometimes Butch wondered if the reason Big Bro seemed hell bent on being alone and lonely was because marrying one's car was illegal.

He buzzed his lips and stretched out his arms. Well wasn't this so very nice of the Puffs… they weren't even ready! – why were the dumb asses getting out of the car?

And the music… the god awful music… why had it stopped anyway?

Oh… they weren't serious.

Up the path the two puppies were going and ugh… they actually were.

Butch…. Had a lot of work to do.

He wiped his face and groaned out loud but nevertheless zipped up to catch up to the two morons.

Boomer had frozen at the door, and Butch folded his arms.

"Well go on Romeo." He snorted and pushed the idiot over.

"Um… why do I gotta do it?" the reply was instant and shaky.

"Boom- its pouring will you just- cripes! Move!" Brick shoved the idiot aside and knocked soundly on the door. Well okay- so maybe Butch had something left to work with in one of his brothers. Boomer looked about ready to puke. Ugh…

A commotion from inside ensued. High pitched yelling- Blonde- exasperated bellowing of some order or whatever- And there's Red- and finally what sounded more like a booming beastly roar than a human– That one…. He didn't recognize. Idiot number one looked at him with wide eyes while idiot number two backed away slightly from the door.

The door opened slowly- revealing the tall blocky figure of Professor Utonium… otherwise… known as the Powerpuff Girls'… Daddy.

His piercing black gaze seemed to center itself right on Butch who suddenly felt like he'd lost a few feet of his already sadly lacking height, seriously… being the shortest of them… sucked. Bad.

"Ah Good morning boys- you're giving my girls a ride to school I hear?"

Disturbingly cheerful. This man clearly hated their guts for the sole crime of being males in the vicinity of his three virgin daughters.

Butch had dealt with this sort before.

Thus he knew the best course of action was to say as little as possible.

"Yes sir."

No! Idiot! Do not make direct conversation with parental unit!

The professor gave Brick a long look. "And… that's your car?" He gestured to the Camarro in the street.

Brick nodded and even more foolishly allowed himself to smirk in the general vicinity of an overprotective daddy and openly show his pride at said vehicle.

"Yep that's my baby alright."

IDIOT! Never ever use the "b" word in the vicinity of the father of said vestal virgins!

He was going to get them killed. Maimed. Castrated!

The Professor gave a small nod. "Hmm- and Blossom tells me you worked on it yourself?"

"Well the frame's original but the inside is all me."

Oh God shut the hell up!

His eyebrow rose. Bad. This was very bad. Run! This man had access to near unlimited amounts of Antidote X!

"Hmm. Well why don't you two come inside – Brick you pull into the driveway, the street cleaners tend to-." His brother paled and he nodded hastily.

"That…would be very much appreciated thank you-"

"No need- you've clearly done a good job on it- what is it? Late 80s?"

"Err according to my shop teacher probably more early 90s." He stuck his hood back up and dashed to rescue his beloved from the evils of street cleaners and the deluge of mud in their wake. The Professor on his part waved the blonde idiot into the house- obviously looking to give him a false sense of security before he struck. Butch avoided his direct gaze as he slunk after the grinning buffoon: this man clearly was after Rowdy blood- one false move and- POW - no more Jojo Brothers- obviously Boomer would be first on the mad scientist's hit list... but Butch had no doubt the dumb ass in red wouldn't be far behind.

Once again... it would be up to Butch to save the day. He was after all the single greatest brother on the face of the planet!

"Good morning boys!" Bubbles bounced out of the kitchen clad in a frilly blue apron with a spatula in a hand. Boomer sighed and if he didn't know any better Butch could just swear his little brother's eyes began to grow little hearts in them - moron. She beamed, "Breakfast is on the table if you'd like some."

Blue streak and there went the moron.

The blonde giggled and skipped along in his brother's wake.

Just then however… a mouthwatering aroma filled the air.

Bacon.

… Well Butch was a growing boy after all!

-II-

There it was. A pile of gloriously dripping bacony goodness next to a heap of golden pancakes was before him.

Oh… oh this chick was a goddess.

A kitchen Goddess!

Well... little Boy Blue would certainly never have to worry about being hungry- she piled a golden stack on his plate- the dark juices seeping from the bottom clearly identifying them as blueberry.

"Thank you Bubbles."

A broad smile with tinged pink cheeks. "Its no problem Boomie… Eat up!" She beamed.

Butch on his part eagerly took a plate and piled it high with bacon. Gloriously crispy wonderful bacon.

Hot damn this was almost as good as Big Bro's!

"Would you like some pancakes too?" The little kitchen angel cocked her head with a bright smile. " We got fruits and chocolate and cinnamon-. Oh speaking of- Blossy! Breakfast is ready!"

Butch shook his head for any toppings and just grabbed a few disks from Boomer's overflowing plate. The lovesick idiot was too busy stuffing his face to notice.

"Ah. Good morning boys-." The telltale tapping of the heels signaled her arrival- seriously in this weather too?! –Red strolled in, head buried in what else- a binder- seriously what was his phone to Big Bro was Red and her never ending binders! This particular model was black and covered in swirls of varying colors- Well X' colors that is.

She sat at Boomer's right and a plate heaping with cinnamon and brown sugar was set in front of her. A bright pink cup was placed in her hands by her ever helpful little sister but she got up, went to the coffee pot and removed another mug anyway then poured more coffee in it. Was she as particular about her mug as…. Everything else? Seriously talk about OCD much-? She looked around then- her little eyebrows furrowed: Looking for someone was she? Gee whoever could it be?

"Damn it man" The door opened and then closed before loud squishy footsteps sounded and the Ruff of the hour returned from rescuing his automotive beloved-scowling and wringing out his hair as he walked. "Its like a typhoon out there." He muttered.

"Ohh poo it's still raining!?" Bubbles frowned and touched her little pigtails worriedly, " Oh dear…" She mumbled but then turned a bright smile to Brick regardless. "Well help yourself Brick there's plenty."

"Thanks Bubbles… I'll just take some coffee if you have it" The mug was placed in his hands almost instantly as the statuesque redhead returned to her seat. He blinked. Red flipped through her binder nonchalantly.

"Black with a shot of mocha no?" She murmured in between sips of her own mug.

Oh how cute they even knew how the other liked their coffee.

Gag.

"Uh…yeah." He took a tentative sip-she had already gone back to her… studying… or whatever not even noticing the oh so discreet gaping coming from the direction of her counterpart.

Thank God the blonde was back to her cooking. Saving his Big Bro from well… himself was going to be… much harder than Butch had originally thought.

So much work to do… so little time.

The moments passed: this little kitchen goddess's grub was truly a gift from the heavens- and she was more than generous- piling Butch's plate back up with more and more sweet bacon as soon as he had finished with the first batch. Well… looking at the skinny bean pole that was the moron in blue… he could use some more meat on his bones- Little Bubbles would keep Boom fed at least.

"Blossy… its been more than ten minutes.." the little kitchen angel suddenly mumbled. Red sighed, closed the notebook and stood.

"Alright- I'm going in." The blonde gulped.

"You want back up?"

Back up? He saw Brick stiffen.

"Everything okay Pinky?"

Sap.

She buzzed her lips, stiffened her shoulders and marched determinedly out of the kitchen. The Professor walked past her with a lit pipe in his mouth- they shared a look before a blocky hand went on her shoulder and she gave a curt nod.

Uhh…? Explanation.

"You're going to want these." He blinked at the little… ear plugs Bubbles extended towards him. Boomer gave him an odd look but of course put them in immediately. Brick narrowed his eyes suspiciously even as he secured them

"What do you mean-?"

" BUUUUUUUUTTTTTERCUUUUUUUUP!"

FUCK! He slammed his hands over his ears as the whole room practically shook from the sheer force of that bellow.

Note to self. Purchase sound proof headphones for when Big Bro finally decides to be a man and get the Pink Puff into bed…

Bubbles and the professor sat serenely with their ear plugs securely in and Butch hurriedly smashed his in just in time for the next round of earth shaking: This time deeper and… angrier.

"DAMN IT LEADER GIRL I SAID TEN MINUTES!" Glasses shaking.

"ITS BEEN TWENTY! BUTTERCUP GET UP!" Was that Big Bro's knee moving the table or…?

" I AM UP!" Shame- that had looked like a lovely family portrait before it fell off the wall.

"So Bubbles anything special happening in school today?" The Professor took a nonchalant sip of his coffee. Seemingly unperturbed by the earth moving screaming match occurring just above their heads.

A giggle, "Nothing on my end daddy- its been a pretty quiet week"

A crash that sounded like something got thrown echoed through the kitchen and Red's yelling became more frenzied. Butch cast both his brothers an odd look. Brick especially seemed tense.

Sap.

World War III continued- Butch wondered if he was going to have to keep the guard dog – oh excuse him- he meant to say Brick from running upstairs and rescuing his little "Pinky" from the dangerous she beast upstairs. Judging from the harsh grip on that coffee cup… it was a distinct possibility.

Whoo boy- things were getting nasty up there.

Bubbles continued humming sweetly- apparently not worried at all about the well-being of her elder sister- though… then again Red could hold her own in a fight… she'd certainly proved that in that… simulator…thing…

Oh those legs…

Those… fucking gorgeous appendages and the way she had been able to twist and turn that sweet rubber body into so many shapes and those curves- holy shit the Pink one had some killer curves on her! Sure she was a little… small in key areas but-. He glanced at his brother.

Damn it man- so not fair! Stupid… Rowdy code.

Yeah… it had gotten them out of some… potentially bad situations in the past. And… sure Boss was in desperate need of getting laid but c'mon man!

Why did Butch have to be such a good brother! The adorable little blonde had long been claimed sure- Butch didn't doubt his idiot of a little brother would have no problem snapping his puppy jaws at him if he so much as ventured near little Bubbles…

But Big Bro!? Big Bad Brick Jojo getting so hung up over a chick!? It was… it was unheard of!

Sure…part of Butch… would admit to have been honest to God shocked Brick had walked through that crowd during Big Bad and Ugly day- seriously the guy was mad touchy about "personal space" and what not- had been as long as Butch could remember… but then again… he probably hadn't been thinking of much except getting poor Red into an ambulance cause… if Big Bro hadn't found that X' when he did… there was no way the chick would have made it.

Though…the last time Butch had brought up that potentially useful detail to Brick's epic quest in getting said pink Puff into bed he had only ended up meeting Boss's trusty frying pan… again.

He inwardly shuddered- Both at the thought of that damn piece of cookware… and recollections of Big Bad and Ugly…

To be brutally honest the girls were lucky to be fucking alive. Red was a no brainer but poor little Bubbles had absolutely no recollection of anything… anything that had happened in that fight before she had woken up in Boom's arms.

… Probably a good thing considering she had almost ended up lunch.

Butters on her part had had a nasty knock on the head- and a new collection of cuts on that right arm but… other than that though… she'd been damn lucky. Of the three of them, she had fared the best- apparently buses were really good for breaking Puffy falls.

Bah. Stupid fishy… things…

More bellowing interrupted his musings: and Brick shot up- or well he tried to thankfully for him Boomer was indeed the fastest of them and managed to wrench the overprotective fool back down: The blonde… somehow still didn't know the worst hidden secret in Townsville… and for Brick's sake... they intended to keep it that way.

Said naive little angel blinked. "Brick are you okay?"

She was adorable. God help her future children… especially if the dumb ass in blue managed to sire them.

Boss shook off Boom's hand and one sharp look from the Professor and he was back to worshiping his coffee mug. So much for being discreet: Well Brick was now on Professor John Utonium's shit list and God help him if for any reason whatsoever- the man found out his eldest had been the star of Brick Jojo's dreams lately…

Unless of course… Butch had simply been hearing things last night…ugh. God Butch hated sharing a room…. He almost had begun to wonder if hearing heart wrenching screams was better than the… OTHER things coming out of the red Dumbass's mouth in sickening mumbles on one side and drool filled little giggles coming from the moron in blue on the other side of the room…

"NO! NO! NOT THE DARK! PINKY! COME BACK! NOT THE DAAAAAAAAAAARK- BLOOOOOOSSSSSOOOOOOMMMM!"

He increased his hold on his fork.

…Okay… never mind.

He cast a wary look towards his older brother but the dumb ass just kept sipping at his coffee and once or twice his gaze would go to the ceiling where a blood thirsty battle was obviously taking place above them.

Nothing- Was worse than hearing Brick scream. They'd… he thought at least that they'd moved on from that shit…it had been years… since…well...err never mind. Not important.

Butch plopped more bacon goodness in his mouth.

It was… stupid. So… Big Bro had had… some kind of weird fucked up nightmare which he had refused to talk about despite the blonde's harping and Butch's own nonchalant queries. Then the dumb ass in blue insisted they wait up for the moron in red in the days afterward- Dumb ass didn't realize how much a full night's sleep was essential in keeping the flawlessness of " The Butch" well… flawless because of course Brick had returned to being a stupid insomniac and hadn't trudged up those stairs until close to four in the God damn morning at times!

He was... fine! Boomer was... Boomer was just a fucking idiot who needed to learn to lay off is all!

-II-

Tick… Tick… Butch hated that clock. The kid yawned loudly and his head began to loll. Dumb ass.

"Boomer. Go the fuck to bed." Said dumb blonde jumped slightly and then he frowned before giving Butch a dark look.

"No." He yawned again – deeper this time. Butch rolled his eyes and leaned up on his elbow. This was getting ridiculous.

"Boom…You're aware that Boss is in his workshop right. He won't be returning until he has figured out how to turn metal into gold-."

Another withering navy stare. "That's called alchemy dumb ass." He muttered before he ripped open some random notebook.

Butch scowled. "Alch-what? Ugh whatever- point is dumb ass he ain't goin' to bed anytime soon so stop your obsessin' and just sleep already!"

The blonde scowled and slammed the notebook shut. " Don't you care at all!? – Big Bro was screaming and yelling just like-!"

"Just like what? When we were kids? News flash Boom- he didn't want our help then he doesn't want it now! Just leave it alone already! You're just gonna piss him off and you'll end up scarin' little Bubbles away with those raccoon eyes!"

Shockingly this did nothing to faze him. "Something ain't right Butch."

"… its Boss's business Boom- he wants to tell he will otherwise you're wasting your time now go the hell to sleep!"

With that he rolled over. Dumb ass. The light went off… finally. Idiot…

Such… a fucking idiot.

-II-

It was stupid. Nothing to worry about. Big bro was fine- not traumatized or nothing!

The guy just obsessed sometimes man… not healthy. Tinkering at all hours of the night…and lately reading… like nonstop.

What exactly he was looking into… Butch didn't know… it was probably…marine bio or some shit but-. Meh who cared. Brick was a nerd. A bad ass… but a nerd.

Plus… Butch had begun hearing the heavy footsteps earlier and earlier as the nights passed… Brick would be out of this funk soon and Boomer being sleep deprived… was just not a good idea… kid had hell of a temper when he was tired…

So again… sacrificial Butch. He was such a good brother- what would these two dumb asses do without him?

The screeching finally ceased: and soon enough came the triumphant Amazon herself: heels clicking away- and a few strands of hair out of place Butch noted wryly. The battle had been savage indeed.

Damn… and Butch had missed it. Two of the hottest girls in Townsville High going at it… what if there had been pillows involved!

… Oh…wait… damn it… dibs. Ugh… God Butch hated the fact he was such a phenomenal brother sometimes!

Stupid… Rowdy…Code.

Red buzzed her lips and irritably was tucking the strands of hair back into place removing of all things what looked like a feather- OH DAMN IT ALL! STUPID CODE! STUPID… ROWDY CODE! He flashed a menacing look at the red moron but he had suddenly become rather fixated on his cup.

Apparently Butch wasn't the only one who had noticed said feather.

Heh… idiot.

"Buttercup will be down shortly Bubbles- she's requested chocolate chip pancakes if you please." She sounded weary- it had clearly been a battle for the record books and damn it… so… not... fair!

Bubbles got up quickly and returned to the stove and then…cue the sap actually getting up and pulling Red's chair out for her. God damn it man!

"Thank you." The murmur was low and she took a long sip from her coffee.

"All quiet on the Western front?" Brick snickered as he plucked out another feather she had missed from the top of her ponytail.

Lucky bastard.

"Hilarious Ruff…." She opened her binder, "Thought you might be interested in this-. Some of the readings from that last mutant."

Cue the nerds.

Brick squinted and out came the infamous black plastic frames from hell. Seriously- poor guy. It sucked that laser surgery or what not wouldn't work on them- not hot enough or something meh he hadn't been paying attention during that ranting fit.

"Oh? Brick I didn't know you wore glasses!" Bubbles cocked her head. "They look good."

Aw man no need to lie to the guy!

Brick had gone crimson- Butch scowled- this was just plain mean.

"Like I said Ruff- they suit you." Another nonchalant sip from the mug. Bubbles had turned back to the stove just in time to miss the crimson stain that had overtaken his brother's ears. Ugh…. Sap.

"Yeah… sure." He mumbled but then his face fell. "Cripes- are these correct?"

She sighed. "I'm afraid so- they jumped again."

He buzzed his lips. "So much for that theory." He mumbled. She nodded and stirred her cup.

"Indeed…." Well… fuck… she looked so… damn sad. The loser of the hour was clearly debating on how to comfort her but just like what had obviously happened at Homecoming Boss lost his nerve and only took a deep sip of his stupid- now literally empty- coffee mug instead. He looked down on it awkwardly.

Smooth. Smooth Big Bro.

Boomer gave Brick a nasty look and gestured with his head in Red's direction as the moron got up to refill his coffee.

"Say something!" Boomer's mouth moved wordlessly and Brick glowered as he returned to his seat but the dumbass kept glaring and gesturing towards the sad Puff. Brick grimaced but nonetheless finally turned to her.

"We'll think of something Pinky." He finally murmured. She said nothing. "So that theory's a bust- No prob there's plenty of fish in the sea after all." He shrugged and she turned to him slowly.

That was lame.

She put a little fist to her mouth and her shoulders began to shake as she barely held back laughter. Bubbles began giggling and even the lame ass in blue snorted out loud.

It…. Wasn't that funny.

The laugh fest grew louder.

Seriously… Not that funny.

Butch rolled his eyes and plopped another mouthful of pancake. Seriously even the Professor was chuckling now.

I don't get it.

STOMP. STOMP.

The table shook slightly from the angry footsteps and the laughter abruptly ceased. The stomping grew louder, closer- Bubbles turned from the stove with a broad grin.

"Good morning BC!"

The awakened beast flashed the blonde a murderous look- grabbed a green cup from the counter- ripped open the fridge- Butch wryly noted the reinforced hinges- and took out orange juice.

Well… clearly someone wasn't a morning person…

"Good morning sweetheart." The Professor sipped his mug thoughtfully.

Grunt.

She plopped on the only unclaimed chair.

"Anything exciting today?"

Grunt

The professor nodded.

"Wonderful- I'm sure you'll do fine."

That…had been English?

A plate of steaming pancakes was placed in front of her.

Grunt.

Bubbles nodded.

"No problem BC." Another giggle and she returned to her seat closest to Boomer.

The kitchen was silent as the raging Green Puff ate. Blossom sipped her coffee- Brick mirrored the gesture while wearily eyeing the sleeping beast... and discreetly eyeing the Pink Puff as well. The Blues only gave each other adoring looks- and the professor was likely plotting discreet ways of murdering said dumb blonde behind his newspaper. Unfortunately for the other dumb ass at the table- the Professor was also giving him the occasional odd look as he continued to be in hushed conversation with Red and flipping through notes...or what not about the latest Big bad and Ugly.

Well… Guess Butch would be the last Rowdyruff standing by the end of this glorious meal.

Butters paused in mid bite after a few moments.

"Why the hell are the Rowdyruff Boys in my kitchen?"

She speaks!

Bubbles giggled- what a shock- "Brick was nice enough to offer us a ride! Awesome right!"

Blank look. She returned to her pancakes.

"Heh aww someone not a morning person?- YIKES!" Butch dove backwards and only narrowly avoided the fork gouging his damn eye out!

"It's way too early for me to be hearing your voice asswipe- so shut your trap." She hissed.

He nodded quickly and thankfully the evil kitchen utensil was lowered as she returned to her meal. She reached in the middle of the table.

There was a silence

"Who. Ate. My. Bacon?"

More silence. His traitor brothers both pointedly avoided both her and his gaze. Her sisters serenely continued with their own breakfasts like… this evil demon was a common occurrence or something!

The hair on the back of his neck stood straight up and he felt a chill rise up his entire spine- he looked up from his plate only to meet searing lime green irises pointed directly at him and…the pile of bacon on his plate

The silence dragged on…and on. Their gazes remained locked- he took up his fork and speared an especially crunchy treasure – her eyes never left him. And the piece of meat dangling off his fork.

"Mmm… bacon…"

"Are you…eating my bacon?"

He smirked. "Actually this is my bacon- I was here bright and early therefore I earned the bacon."

"You have five seconds to surrender the pig."

"Or what?"

Heh heh. Here kitty kitty- Kitty wanted to play eh? Well then lets play!

"Buttercup I can make more-."

"Quiet Bubbles I'm teaching this little breakfast stealer a lesson in respecting the property of others-!"

"Excuse me- Like I said your sister gave me the bacon- therefore I am eating this bacon."

"Surrender the pig asswipe!"

"Oh dear lord…" Red's head went in her hands. Big Bro followed suit. The two dumb blondes looked nervously at each other.

"BC really I can totally make more-."

"Give. Me. My. Bacon. Ass. Hole." She seethed- ignoring her little sister's pleas. Butch sneered and spiked another three pieces on his fork.

"No can do Butters. Mmm crunchy goodness-"

CRACK.

He stared wide eyed at the remains of his plate.

And the fork stuck clear in the middle of it wielded by the emerald eyed beast!

"Give. Me. My. Bacon." She hissed.

Bubbles sighed woefully, "Oh BC that's the third one this month!" She lamented.

"Buttercup…" Red's voice was like ice.

She ignored them both. She was like a green eyed bacon monster hell bent on getting her prey! His breakfast! He looked around, her sisters both looked exasperated, his brothers… amused- traitors- and the Professor… the guy didn't look bothered in the least by the fact that his own daughter had apparently reverted into this primal snarling beast-

Which hey- he was all for being a little wild himself but… this was ridiculous!

His bacon! His breakfast!

Her eyes narrowed even more and followed his fork as he lifted it towards his mouth.

"Don't. Even. Think-."

"Mmmm crunchy bacon-."

There was a harsh primal snarl- and Butch found himself planted face first into the Utonium household's kitchen table.

With a Green Powerpuff perched on his back.

Eating his bacon.

"Buttercup Eva Utonium!" Oh now Daddy dearest acted! "We do not brawl at the table young lady!"

She was silent. Then he felt her shrug.

"Bitch ate my bacon."

-II-

He scowled and spat out another wood splinter. Third one.

"Bye Daddy." Bubbles leaned up and pressed a kiss on the Professor's cheek and her sisters followed suit.

"Have a good day at school girls- you as well boys." The blocky man was enveloped in one last hug- oh the sappiness was killing him really- ugh gag. – Before the man descended downstairs into that mad science lab of his and they were left alone.

Something sharp nicked his cheek. Ugh.

Four.

"Well shall we?" Bubbles darted over and floated listlessly by the door.

"May as well." Boomer agreed instantly- of course- and opened the door with a flourish- "My lady."

A downpour greeted them. He blinked. The little blonde yelped and hastily covered her hair.

"Ooh! Rain! Why'd it have to be rain?" She whined.

"Bubbles- we at least have a ride let's be grateful-." Red was hurriedly packing the last of that stuffed messenger bag of hers with more and more binders. The ones apparently not needed… Oh… dear God! Really! REALLY! Was his older brother really standing there holding the Pink Puff's things in his arms like some kind of… some kind of pack mule!

Would he hold her shopping bags too while they were at it!? God… fucking damn it.

He had… so much work to do.

"But my hair!"

Oh horrors! They looked like the exact same pigtails the chick sported every other day of the week what made this set so different?

"Ah worry not fair damsel-." And… the sap spun his umbrella – dropped it- and then hurriedly picked it up. He was related…. To this idiot. Butch even saw Brick roll his eyes dramatically at their younger brother's idiotic attempts to be some kind of "knight in shining armor" or whatever bullshit he was thinking.

Of course- the blonde ate it up.

"Oh my hero!" She gushed and skipped happily enough to Boom's side and ducked under the umbrella as they dashed to the driveway. Butch rolled his eyes and followed- well at least now he'd be where he belonged and- HEY! The shove was abrupt and Butch hit the ground hard.

Ugh… mud. What gives?!

"Oh thank you Brick."

… Never mind.

Brick opened the door so smoothly- not- as he crossed to the driver's side while Red slipped into Butch's seat! As in the one he had just been knocked aside and barred from by his own damn brother so she could insert her pretty little ass in it!

Ugh. Damn it man! Well… back seat with the lovesick idiots it was-. He moved to climb in but once again his face hit the dirt!

A pair of ratted sneakers came into view- before one of them decided to use Butch's head as a stepping stool- he caught the evil lime gaze and equally conniving ruby red smirk before he got a wonderful view of a pert little bottom tucked into a delicious pair of shorts as she slid into the backseat.

"Thanks asswipe- how chivalrous of you."

Buttercup Utonium. Hottest thing on the planet.

Until she opened her goddamn mouth.

"Tweedle Dee let's go!"

He got up slowly, fixing a heated glare at his completely unperturbed counterpart- she merely pursed those plump lips and leaned in the seat crossed her legs- and…- it was a tight enough fit as it was. He scowled.

"Oye move over woman!"

She raised an inky eyebrow. "How about you ride in the trunk?"

"Sounds like a plan- you gonna come keep me company?"

The smile grew. "You know I think I'd rather eat cat vomit."

"Um ew." Bubbles muttered, "BC that's… really kinda gross. We literally just ate."

Big Bro cleared his throat and adjusted the mirror. His crimson gaze reflected back at him. Eyes hard and dangerous.

"Buttercup." Red's voice once again pierced through the air like a knife and Butters immediately shifted over.

Damn. Talk about a dominant personality.

Good luck Big bro… something told Butch… Blossom Utonium wasn't one to let someone else wear the pants…so to speak. Heh.

He plopped in and stretched an arm out. She bristled.

"Don't fucking touch me." Butters hissed. His smirk grew.

"Its kind of a tight squeeze Butterbabe-."

"Do not call me that ya creep!"

Brick's lame ass tunes suddenly blared from the speakers. Ugh… one of these bands again. The heavy bass and drums and the barely discernible singer- right… way to scare off Red man.

She picked up the almighty music device and looked at it curiously.

"May I?"

HA! Good luck- Big bro never ever-!

"Yeah sure knock yourself out."

I'm sorry what?

"You don't mind?"

He shook his head. "Nah, whoever's in front controls the radio." He said quickly.

UM! EXCUSE YOU!?

She began idly skimming the phone and Boomer snickered. Brick lowered the mirror again and his blazing irises gored them all- Boomer gulped and immediately ceased laughing. If anything he more or less huddled against the tiny blonde as if she could somehow protect him.

Sap

He heard a distinctive snort directly to his right. Her eyebrow was raised and her lips curled into a smirk but Butters was surprisingly silent. The rain pounded away- Red had thankfully turned off that… whatever it was that had been playing and something… less blasting ear drum worthy now filled the car….huh? Good beat… drum… not bad Big Bro. Maybe there was hope for the guy after all.

"Night Baron?" Brick's eyebrow rose.

She nodded eagerly, "Of course! I have their entire discography at home!" Now… Big Bro's eyes went wide- if not for the fact he had to keep an eye on the road Butch was pretty sure he would have been gaping at her like a beached fish… well then again he did that anyway when he thought no one was around.

Sap.

Keeping a picture in a book. That was almost Boomer worthy in pathetic.

Ugh… again Butch had… so much work to do if he was going to save the dumb asses from themselves.

"You have their entire-?!" Brick choked- almost literally choking – probably on his own drool- he cleared his throat abruptly. " I mean- That's a lot of albums Pinky-." Another abrupt throat clearing. Butch heard a slight scoff to his right and met a pair of emerald eyes before they went skyward.

My thoughts exactly.

Luckily for his idiot brother a blonde saved the day again- little pigtails flying Bubbles practically jumped out of her seat.

"OOH! I LOVE THIS SONG! TURN IT UP! Blossy's always playing it!"

Buttercup stiffened. " Aw no… no not-!"

The car speakers blasted: JEEZ! He slammed his hands over his ears- Butters next to him followed suit.

" AW HELL NO! NOT THIS STUPID SONG AGAIN!" She bellowed. " CAP BOY I'M GONNA KILL YOU!"

The blonde wasn't listening… or she just didn't care as she just began belting out along with the… aw what the hell this wasn't even fucking English! The two redheads in front- well the one who was still in their possession of their brain that is- simply ignored her and raised the volume more.

"Damn it Leader girl I finally just got this out of my head!" Butters continued to screech but she was ignored. Bubbles began jamming and Boomer like the moron he was joined- the kid could barely speak English… and here he was trying to follow along with… whatever language this was-!

Uggghh…. Why…. WHY!?

He cringed and sunk more in the seat- his hands still plastered over his ears.

"Oh what the fuck man…" The green Puff moaned and mirrored his position. "Your brother… is into fucking J-rock?" She hissed venomously.

"Your sister's the one who put it on!" Butch hissed back with even more venom.

"I… am never going to be able to get this fucking… song out of my head now... it took weeks the first time damn it!" She scowled and glared in Boss's direction but his gaze was plastered straight ahead- on the road in front of them- his grip on the wheel tense and well gee any harder and he'd be leaving permanent ridges in the thing!

Deeper vocals joined the blonde's high pitched squeaking-Well, well. Dayummm- Red had a set of pipes on her-

"C'mon Brick!" Oh she wasn't serious. HA! Good luck chick- Big Bro didn't… jam- Butch doubted Big Bro even knew how-.

"Yeah… no I don't sing Bubbles." Okay…good. So he wasn't too far gone- yet. The blonde pouted but Red… aw no. Butch didn't like that look. That look had come to mean trouble for Big Bro…

"Aw c'mon Ruff!" Ooh. Ouch. Pet name. Clever girl. He saw his brother hesitate. No, no! Fight it Boss! Fight it!

The deepest voice of them all joined in the choir. Oh… God. He was even pumping his fist in the air with a fucking stupid grin on his face. Damn it all!

Butch really would have two fucking puppies to clean up after at this point!

There was movement to his right- hmm?

"I hate this song.. I hate this mother fucking song…" She was muttering under her breath like an insane person but… Butch's attention was more focused on the little twisting of those hips going on- that luscious ass she had kept hidden from him for far too long bounced however unknowingly to the beats of this… irritatingly catchy song. English or not.

Up. Down. Around and around. Shake that booty- shake that mouthwatering little ass Butters!

Seriously… shake it…shake it like she had at that stupid dance while the two dumb blondes had swirled around the dance floor lost in each other's eyes and what not- and Big Bro had been left in the dust by that… Believe guy and Red tearing up the dance floor before his big brother had finally- finally- gotten his manhood back, taken back his erstwhile date and swept her off somewhere… though Butch still irritatingly hadn't managed to get any details whatsoever! Jeez! All he wanted was to give the guy some much needed pointers! Was that too terrible a thing for a loyal, wonderful younger brother to offer his woefully inexperienced poor older brother!?

Did it merit frying pans to the face hell no!

But… one good thing had come from that woefully dateless evening… well two- those sweet little things hanging on his arm after their dates had proved so woefully inadequate had been a delightful way of spending the majority of Butch's time but the main show... the main… attraction had been in a swarm of her own drooling fans.

Oh yes… Buttercup fucking Utonium in that heaven sent little number showing the rest of that sad gathering what true dancing was like- that tiny dress had clung in all the right places and she had had no qualms about showing off those deliciously sexy curves that again… where had she been hiding them!?

Unlike her irritatingly virginal sisters – though Butch had wryly noticed the blonde was sporting a rather low cut top today- despite the shirt underneath it… there wasn't much that would be left to Little Boy Blue's imagination if he'd just man up and heed the clear " COME AND GET ME" signals the little blonde was practically screaming at him – but Butters…oh his sexy evil counterpart with the crimson lipstick and tiny shorts… she was ripe, she was ready…

And Butch would be more than happy to do the honors.

Oh God Yes.

She pursed those red stained lips before she popped a piece of gum in her mouth listlessly- her little tongue flicked back and forth as those plump lips moved silently along with the words still echoing through the car: Butch's lame ass brothers still caterwauling in sync with the other two girls in the car- jeez even the stick in the mud in front were really getting into it- both were fist pumping along with the lyrics that were still irritatingly catchy… despite the fact Butch hadn't a fucking clue what the singer was saying.

Idiots...

-II-

Townsville High: his kingdom came into view at last- his subjects were hurrying into the building, though a few fingers pointed in their car's direction: seriously if he had wanted to be discreet… why Brick had chosen a bright red paint job… was lost on Butch.

Ah well- not his problem and besides- his loyal and loving subjects awaited their king with baited breath-…

The song cut off but the singing continued- snap- he flicked his gaze listlessly back to Butters who shoved his shoulder.

"Move over asswipe- I'm leaving the choir." She muttered.

Ugh. Good idea. He swung open the door and she practically ran him over and… well at least concrete wasn't muddy…

Another giggle and OW! OW! Jeez! Stupid beanpole! Watch where you're standing!

"My lady." OW. Son of a-! How could shoes that flat hurt that much!?

Giggle. "Oh thank you sir knight- hmm? Butch what are you doing down there?"

Kick. Ow.

"Stop goofing around idiot." Boss hissed as he opened the passenger door for the lovely seat thief - and oh hey! Magnificent legs alert! No wonder she wore those little heels- all the better way to show those babies off! Now why couldn't the so called commander and leader wear a skirt once in a while!?

He heard a low growl- before another kick.

Oh shit. Smoke in the nostrils.

ABORT! ABORT!

Red, the oblivious little thing as she was, was too busy still singing along to that obnoxious little song in her head- which was also now lodged in Butch's skull… fucking hell. Though as she dug in her bag she frowned and pursed those pretty lips- "Oops…" She muttered before she put a binder over her head. She was quickly covered by a rather convenient umbrella and HEY! Wait a sec! That was Butch's! The hell man!

"Seriously Pinky, priorities much?"

"Thanks… I was a little distracted this morning."

"A little?"

"Shut up Ruff." She murmured but nonetheless sidled closer to the Red dumb ass sporting the green umbrella thanks so much- and the two sauntered off into the school- a little hand tucked in his brother's arm as they huddled under the stolen merchandise already in hushed nerdy conversation about fish or something.

… You have got to be kidding me…

He dusted himself off irritably- okay so maybe not the most dignified entrance for a king to make but-.

Little excited whispers and gasps followed them as he strolled through the doors.

It was good to be king.

Of course the swarming had already begun- though Big Bro had weaseled his way away from it as usual.

Bubbles giggled and shuffled her feet, embarrassed.

"Guys it was nothing really!" She rubbed her arm.

"Yeah it's all in a day's work!" Boomer rubbed his neck.

Ugh… blondes. What was the point of being a hero if you didn't enjoy the spoils!

"Like oh my God Butch! You were so cool out there! Can I have your autograph!?"

See. Case in point. He folded his arms and raised an eyebrow, the little freshman giggled,

"Well sure sweetheart- who should I address it to-?"

"Ugh, gag me. Move along people! Before his ego explodes any more than it already has!" His grin only widened as Butters came storming over and she put her hands on her luscious hips and glared at him with that scintillating emerald gaze of hers. "Ya know moron part of being a hero is having just a bit of humility." She put her thumb and index finger together in emphasis.

He shrugged, "Aw come on Butters – I ain't lookin' for it they're just... Giving it….hey the people like what they see and-." He winked at her, "Not that I can blame them or anything I mean I am the best of us."

Her eyes narrowed further in disgust though a shrill high pitched shriek cut off any retort she was going to make- she groaned and sure enough Brick had gone stiff as a board and Red had cast murderous eyes in the direction it had come from.

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEKKKKK WHEN WILL THIS SCHOOL HIRE AN EXTERMINATOR!"

Princess Morebucks went screaming past them- so distraught she didn't even notice Brick… though the dumb ass had ducked behind Boomer the beanpole anyway just in case. Seriously Morebucks was fucking hot… but she was nothing but a goddamn shrew. Maybe if there was a gag involved Butch would… no… not even with that… no thanks. Uh uh. The Butch had standards after all.

Poor Big Bro.

"Sup X' Team!"

"Hi Robin! Hi Mike!" Bubbles skipped over with her puppy in tow and the lithe brunette put a hand on her skinny hip and the guy grinned.

"Did ya hear- sounds like TVHS is having a bit of a mousy problem today. Hehehe." Well that was an evil laugh if Butch had ever heard one. Bubbles blinked, Butters snorted and Red looked…kind of… scary.

Seriously what was her problem?

…Now the guy seemed to notice it.

"O-OH! Bloss-I didn't see you there- ha…ha? Well don't you look lovely today-OW!"

Red's hand had shot out, grabbed hold of the kid's ear and twisted it.

"How many times do I have to tell you Michael Ethan Believe!" She roared.

"OWOWOW OKAY OKAY!"

Butch cast a bewildered look behind them but Robin looked unfazed and the girls just shook their heads… as Blossom began…dragging the poor kid down…the hall… by the ear.

" I swear to God Michael I'm going to borrow one of those teammates of yours sticks! Maybe that'll knock some sense into that thick skull!"

"OWWWWW C'MON BLOSS IT WAS JUST A JOKE! I WON'T DO IT AGAIN I PROMISE!"

"THAT'S WHAT YOU SAID LAST WEEK!"

Robin and Bubbles looked at each other before with a sigh the brunette waved and hurried after the enraged Puff and… her hostage.

"Bloss! Kindly don't kill my boyfriend I have need of him! Big history test next week remember!"

"IS THAT ALL I MEAN TO YOU WOMAN!?"

"You think he'd have learned by now." Buttercup muttered. Bubbles nodded sagely.

"Uh…what's going on-?" Boomer murmured but Bubbles didn't seem to hear him. Or chose not to. Again. Weird.

There was a low guttural growl behind him before he was unceremoniously shoved aside- AGAIN - and… whoo boy- Now the Believe guy had two problems- Enraged… Powerpuff Girl for whatever reason on one side and… a jealous Rowdyruff Boy with fire breathing capabilities and access to cast iron cookware on another.

Nice knowing you kid.

The bell rang: Ugh… school.

"Bubbles…. what's going on? Hello? One of you? Explanation?" Boomer threw his hands in the air. "Oye!? Hello!"

"Boomie c'mon we're going to be late- bye guys!" Another giggle and the idiot blonde's protests were almost instantly forgotten as he allowed his pig tailed mistress to yank on his leash and pull his little doggy collar all the way to their homeroom.

Butters popped another bubble and flicked it around those lusciously plump lips before she growled and raised an inky eyebrow.

"C'mon asswipe. We got homeroom dumb ass."

Another shove. Ugh…

No respect for their king.

-II-

This shit should be illegal. Seriously- could he make a declaration now: I Butch James Jojo- King of this educational facility do hereby declare Ronald Kiruki's Bio documentaries are hereby banned from these grounds!

Seriously… these fucking things were from the fifties. The film reels were so old Brick could sneeze and the whole place would go up in smoke…

Well… depending on his mood that could happen anyway but-… eh never mind. His pocket buzzed subtly. The guy was deaf as a post but Butch had had pretty bad luck today so he nonetheless tried to be as discreet as possible when he pulled his phone out of his pocket. Not… that it mattered. All his suffering subjects were doing more or less the same thing.

From: HR hottie

Hey honey ;) so I like have a free period later – wanna meet me by the bleachers?

Hmm… tempting. His phone buzzed again.

From: Gym hottie

Hey sexy! We still on for the bleachers after school?

Ah… well he could probably fit another in his schedule. It was a slow day for him today. Ah being the super hero king of the school was indeed tiring work.

His phone buzzed again: Heh maybe his day could be salvaged after all…

From: Butters

Leader Girl needs to know your practice schedule for the week. She and Cap Boy are trying to figure out some kind of meeting day or whatever. Also pay attention moron!

He snickered under his breath and cast his gaze slightly to his right- there was an empty desk between them because its occupant was absent- he slid in smoothly while the idiot teacher drooled on his desk. She stiffened, and flashed him an irritated look. And then yawned loudly.

Pay attention. Right. Because she was totally doing that.

"What the hell do you want?" The hiss was low and dangerous- and oh did those eyes flash as her brows furrowed.

Heh heh… here kitty kitty.

"What a guy can't sit next to his favorite Puffy partner?"

Her face twisted into a sneer, which only seemed to plumpen those red lips further. "Let's get something straight asswipe. We work together, but we ain't partners."

He pretended to frown. " Aww Butterbabe you're breakin' my little heart."

Her nose scrunched, "What did I say about calling me that! And that would involve you having one- a fact I highly doubt." She muttered. "Now back the hell off and don't forget to text the Reds your schedule or whatever."

"Aww sorry Butterbabe-." She clenched her fist. "But my schedule is full for the week- you'll have to give that sexy boss woman my regrets unless she'd like to join of course."

The green puff grit her teeth, "Stay. The. Hell. Away. From. My. Sister." She snarled. "In fact don't even look at her or Bubs for that matter- I don't want them starring in any of your sick little fantasies."

He grinned, "Aw but Butters- I'm a guy-." Her scowl was fierce but then a sly little ruby red smile curled on her face before she made a showing of pulling her phone out. Uh what?

"Let's see… ah here we go-"

To: Cap Boy

From: Buttercup

Dear Cap Boy are you aware that your little brother is planning on trying to seduce my big sister-wants to get her over to the bleachers he says.

Her fingers flew over the keyboard and he felt his blood run cold.

"You wouldn't."

Her smirk was evil. True pure… evil. "Try me Butchy Boy." She flashed him a dazzling- terrifying- smile. "Lucky for you I'm friends with Harry- you know your quarterback- he told me practice was cancelled Thursday's til further notice- perfect timing right." The smile grew bigger. "I'll tell Leader Girl for you- no need to thank me."

Why…that… evil... sexy… bitch!

The terrifying message still flashed on her phone. He could practically see his life flashing before his eyes.

"Okay. Okay fine- jeez I'll be there. Now delete that-!"

Message Sent.

He paled and felt faint. She put a hand over her mouth. " Oopsy Daisy. Ooh too bad Butch- I'm sure he'll understand you were only joking around-." Her smirk increased more.

His pocket buzzed ominously. He could practically feel the flames within. Her eyes widened in mock "surprise".

"My My. That was fast."

Again… that evil… vicious… sexy smile…

God…damn it.

There were many things Butch had begun to realize about his kingdom but one thing remained exceedingly clear especially later that night.

Cookware should be labeled a deadly weapon.

Especially in the hands of psychotic fire breathing dragons…

-II-

Butch sighed and leaned back in his chair. It had been one heck of a boring week. Sure it was only Wednesday but there'd been nothing really to do "X" wise.

Thus Butch was officially bored.

"I still don't get it." Boomer lamented and closed his book with a sigh. Boss looked over and frowned.

"You're doing it backwards." He murmured then furrowed his eyebrows. "And if that's how that idiot teacher taught you- no wonder here try this." And… thus came nerdom.

Ugh… this was torture. He drowned out Brick's utter nerdness and Boomer's innate lack of intelligence with much more entertaining past times.

Whoever had managed to get away with filming this… oh what a wonderful person they were: Butch would have to find a way to thank them.

Look at the way that pretty ass shook and sashayed: the way that satin clung to those curves: the way her hair escaped that bun and hung loosely over her shoulders stray strands sticking to her crimson lips and… oh baby.

Yeah she was a bitch.

Yeah she drove Butch nuts.

But damn he was man enough to admit – unlike some people- that his counterpart was fucking hot.

Thus cue the home video from Homecoming that had driven the male population of Townsville High to their knees.

Yes… Yes duck down… that's right…

X ALERT!

The video abruptly went black and the screen immediately flashed with the ominous words.

DAMN IT! Right at the good part!

A shrill siren rang out around them, and Brick's head popped up as Boomer slammed the book shut. Heads whirled around to face them- before the shaking began.

Aw… hell.

Well ask and ye shall receive!

Brick's phone shrilled as Boomer immediately shoved everything off their table- a baby blue flash zipped in the cafeteria followed by a panting brunette. Seconds later there was a lime green streak which stopped directly in front of the table.

"Situation?" Boomer snapped.

"Class 2." Buttercup said quickly, "Predator."

FUCK.

Bubbles whimpered and Boomer immediately put a hand on her shoulder. Robin folded her arms.

"They've called off school. Its pretty close." She began looking around. "Where's-?"

More shaking.

Pretty close was an understatement.

Brick snarled and slammed the phone down.

"THE FUCK PINKY!"

More shaking. Even closer this time. Crap… where the hell was-!?

More shaking. Closer. Brick shot up from his chair. Lights began to flicker ominously and panic began to rise among them. Oh… great.

Just what they needed- panicking idiots surrounding them!

Butch shot a look at his brother- he jumped on top of the table and put two fingers in his mouth and whistled.

"LISTEN UP!" The panicking immediately ceased such was the power of Brick's voice. "There's a monster on its way!" Panic rose. Brick immediately whistled again. " The X' Team wil handle the situation but you all need to calmly vacate the cafeteria and head into the shelter- WALK. Do. Not. RUN! Understand!"

The students' murmurs continued but nonetheless they began packing their things and leaving all the same.

Such was the awesomeness that was Butch's Big Brother. No matter the situation they could count on him being calm, collected and always knowing what to do. He saw wryly even Bubbles had ceased in her little whimpers and was looking at Brick attentively as he jumped down and rejoined their huddle just in time for a teacher to come running in and begin spouting off the same commands Brick had only just given.

Idiots.

"Brick!" His brother whirled around- his stupid little blue tooth or whatever already sticking out of his ear… oh god not again.

Well look who finally decided to show up! And oh hey- look who was running in tow but the sand haired guy- she shoved a pink duffel bag in the kid's arms before she raced over to their little huddle. She was frantically attempting to adjust her own mic– failing miserably and Big Bro soon had no choice but to take over and untangled the wire from her hair. A bright red gaze and Butch saw Boomer began doing the same- the girls already had theirs in.

Aw… hell…

Because this brilliant little idea of theirs had worked so well last time! NOT!

Ugh. He buzzed his lips.

"What took you damn long?" Brick muttered as he untangled the last of the wire.

"My phone didn't have any reception- but… I saw it…It's another echiderm… I think it's a Solaster dawsoni."

" A what?"

"Morning Sun star... A starfish" She bit her lip. "They...can be rather... aggressive." She wrung her hands but he shook his head,

" And the X-Team will take care of it Pinky." He flashed her a smile which she seemed to return slightly but he frowned as she continued wringing those hands- he grabbed one of them and stopped it in mid motion.

Aww…

Gag.

Seriously… so much work to be done… so little time.

Well… whatever right now.

He smacked his fist in his palm.

Hero time.

-II-

"Butch, Boomer right!"

"Buttercup! Bubbles RIGHT- I mean LEFT! LEFT!"

"Boomer electric blast left arm!"

"No! Right arm! It's guarding its left!"

"It is!? Oh fuck! You're right Boomer Right! Right! Bubbles do a sonic scream and keep it from turning around!"

"ARE YOU CRAZY! Bubbles cancel that order! That side of the building is glass- OH HELL!"

The crashes were ominous and he slammed his hands over his ears as sure enough the blonde's banshee scream let loose a razor sharp cascade of glass raining down around them.

"LEADER GIRL! CAP BOY! THE HELL!?" Butters screeched and barely dodged one tentacle- arm… thing whatever the fuck this ugly fucker called them! It was big. It was bad and Good GOD it was UGLY!

No eyes. Nothing but a big gaping mouth in the middle it kept trying to suck things into like some kind of creepy vaccum cleaner!? And it had seriously been humping the building like a dog to boot! Gross!

A dark blue streak and a lightning blast spiraled towards the monstrosity- one loud bellow and BOOM Down it went. HA HA!

"Nice one little bro!" Butch raised his fist but the blonde ignored him and went zipping to the little Puff instead who looked thoroughly lost- no wonder. Two screeching Reds in her ear at once giving opposite orders every five seconds!

After all they all knew how wonderful that first time with these communicators had turned out!

-II-

Sonic Scream!

Lightning Blast!

Pinky the power line is right there!

Butch shield on the left!

No on the right!

It's heading east we can cut it off!

But if we go West it'll have no where to go back to!

Uh…guys?

Brick I have been leading a team for eleven years I know what I'm doing!

So have I and I know your method is completely-!

EXCUSE ME!?

Guys…

GUYS!

SQUIIIIIISSHHHHH

WHAT THE HELL IS THIS SHIT!?

OH…OH MY GOD! EW! EW! EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!

DID I JUST GET JIZZED ON BY A FUCKING SEA VEGETABLE WHAT THE FUCK THAT'S IT I QUIT! I DID NOT SIGN UP FOR THIS! I AM SO OUT OF HERE! LEADER GIRLS BUBS SEE YOU AT HOME!

OH MY GOD I THINK IT GOT IN MY MOUTH! EW! EW! EW! EW! Ptooey! Gross! Toothbrush! Mouthwash! ANYTHING! FUCK THIS! I'M OUT! BUTTERS WAIT UP!

Oh… dear God… it's… its in my hair … its…in my… HAAAAAAAAAAAAIR!

WHAT THE FUCK DID THEY DO OUT THERE?!

-II-

Butch had gone through three fucking toothbrushes… THREE. Before that goddamn taste was finally out of his mouth.

Never again… never again.

And it was because… two fucking redheads… couldn't get their shit together.

Oh no… no more… seafood unmentionables were drenching Butch on this day. Oh hell no! Uh uh!

The fucker was down and it had been a nice clean kill. Ripped apart into a good couple of pieces courtesy of Boomer and his electric bursts. Cheers erupted behind them from the gaping students at the remaining windows. Ah his loyal subjects were impressed of course they were. Butch raised a hand grandly- the female screams only grew louder.

Oh my God he is sooo cute!

Like do you see that bashful little smile!

Oh Boomer Jojo is such a dream boat!

Twitch.

Little Boy Blue was too fixated on wiping the glass shards from little Bubbles hair to even acknowledge it…. Brat.

Oh well… least the echi…whatever was kaput.

"Well that was annoying." The ensuing pop made him turn around.

"Pfft tell me about it." He floated upwards to join her, she crossed her legs listlessly.

"Ugh I'm hungry- fucker stole my lunch period."

He snorted. "You didn't miss much Butters- trust me."

"Still food-I ain't picky." She popped another bubble.

A red streak and Butch immediately straightened, "Least we ain't covered in seafood guts for once." Boss muttered, "Not bad on the left hook Buttercup."

She smirked. "I try. So we done? Cause I'm fucking starving."

Brick shrugged. "We'll have to remove the corpse obviously but-."

" Brick…a word please!" .Brick stiffened immediately. Red… looked upset as he zipped over to her.

"Sup Pinky?"

She knelt down and examined one of the wrenched off arms-. "Brick… how much do you know about echiderm anatomy?"

He blinked. "Uh… not much to be brutally honest." He joined her. "Looks dead to me." He poked it. "Yep down for the count- remind me to measure Boom's voltage one of these- Pinky?"

She had gone pale and she stood shakily. "Brick… step away from the echiderm."

"Why…? Pinky its' definitely-."

" STARFISH can lose their limbs- and still keep going you idiot!" Red bellowed. His eyes widened.

"Wait WHAT!?" Bubbles yelped.

"Oh…you son of a-!" Buttercup began.

Oh…

Oh…shit.

The fucker began to MOVE!?

Now they had a zombie starfish!

" BRICK MOVE!" A harpy screech and suddenly Brick hit the ground. Hard it looked like. He scrambled back up just in time to see one of the living dead appendages wrap itself around Red's legs and hoist her in the air upside down. Bubbles and Buttercup screamed but before they could do much else- a loud roar echoed through the air and a crimson streak slammed into its center- knocking it unsteady and down the Pink Puff went right into Boss's arms.

Cue…awkward lame moment of them dumbly staring at each other with matching pink bands across their noses. Shame Red wasn't wearing a skirt… that could have gotten the ball moving a little faster in Butch's humble opinion. Another roar… oh well would you look at that apparently mutated starfish could talk.

The legs all seemed to be moving on their own below them, crawling towards the torso before rejoining the center. He heard a hissed swear, and Butters pushed past Butch to get a better view. The legs were not only joining, but it seemed that even more legs were growing (!)

." Oh fabulous – it's a fucking zombie who can put itself back together! GREAT!" Butters snarled and tapped her mic irritably. "Leader Girl! Cap Boy one of you! Orders!"

Red scrambled down, or at least tried to- the fucker whipped another arm in their direction and Big Bro had no choice but to grab her hanging legs and zip higher into the air – leaving them in an awkward half embrace that was honestly sort of funny in a lame ass way- not to mention Brick's hand was dangerously- enticingly- close to Blossom's pert little butt. Another swipe: Another zip. She was practically hanging off his neck – while bursts of fire were barely dodged by the ugly zombie fish and that…frankly just seemed to piss it off.

The Reds were more or less pinned. Well…that was one way of distracting the fucker.

"BLOSSY! BRICK!" Bubbles yelped and Boomer had paled- the only thing coming from the stupid headset was static and muffled feminine shrieks. Apparently the blonde wasn't the only banshee in the family!

Butch scowled and finally ripped the stupid thing off completely. Fuck this! Stupid idea anyway!

He slapped his fist in his palm. He heard a growl next to him: Emerald eyes blazing, she flashed him a look but he noticed wryly her own headset was now gone as well.

"I hate seafood." She muttered and lime green light began surrounding her hands as she floated higher.

"Tch tell me about- give me a nice ground up cow any day!"

"Gross…So shall we save our erstwhile elder siblings?"

"I dunno Butters I bet deep down Big bro's loving this."

It was like fate was throwing Brick a bone. Every time the Puff tried to get down the mutant attacked and instead made it necessary for her to cling to him like a piece of Puffy Velcro as he frantically kept shooting at it – She clearly wasn't happy – he could hear her shrieking from here. And Big Bro's bellowing as she aimed her own and almost singed him instead!

"That might be true but my sister certainly isn't- "

Indeed the Red screaming match was growing louder… and obviously more irritating to the starfish…thing…. Did starfish even have ears? Could they hear? Then again the sheer volume of those voices was probably making some… he didn't know- vibrations in the air or something… like maybe it hunted using echo…whatever like bats?

What the ocean was dark! And it obviously didn't have eyes, ears… nose… it had to eat somehow!

Point was- the loud… obnoxious screaming was clearly irritating it. Or maybe it was a sensitive mutant deep down and didn't like being ignored as that was exactly what the two had begun doing. The onslaught had paused and instead of gee getting down Red had apparently decided now was the perfect time for a scolding….yelling or whatever and-.

And Brick was just yelling back. Was this really the time?

Butters seemed to mirror his thoughts. "Okay asswipe- you take left, I take right- we leave the Reds to scream and yell until they start making out sound like a plan?"

He nodded. "Yep."

"Okay- time for some butt whoopin'- LEADER GIRL!" She shrieked.

He staggered- " BOSS LOOK OUT!"

Too late. The mutant had apparently had enough of the sexual tension charged screaming and decided to play murderous matchmaker.

CRASH

And… there went the gym…roof. Shame they'd just finished repairing it…

Bubs screamed- not a helpful sonic scream either- just a flat out shriek and tried to zip to the carnage and dig out the leaders but another arm shot out and batted her away like an annoying housefly.

A deep enraged roar and there went the navy blue streak… and one bitch slap later down went the navy blue streak.

The two blondes lay dazed in a crater.

"SON OF A-!" Butters pointed at the creature- "You wanna play fish face! Well now you've gone and pissed off the wrong Puff!" Her hands glowed even brighter a lime green. " Sorry Miss Keane!" She slammed them into the concrete below the starfish's…legs? What counted as legs?

The ground cracked- oh… OH! He cracked his knuckles and his own hand glowed a darker green before he slammed it down into the pavement- another crack.

Another. Then another- it was surrounded by unstable ground- and… it was a fat ass… so…

Teeter totter- down it goes!

CRACKLE

They dove to the left- the lightning burst hit it straight in the arm and it shrieked… again- or whatever starfish mutants did. It didn't have time to recover either- a zip of blue light and then another and suddenly it was batting uselessly at blue streaks left behind as the two furious blondes zipped and zagged around it- lightning bursts and eyes beams shooting at it from all directions.

Still no Reds though…

"Butters… maybe you should-."

She seemed to pale slightly and her eyes were fixed on the remains of the roof the two of them had been thrown into- and hadn't emerged.

"Yeah…." She muttered- "I think the blues got it distracted… um… be right back."

He nodded. "Yeah… I'll uh… put a shield-."

Suddenly a loud scream echoed through the air. Butch's blood chilled. Scream…? No… this was a bellow… a roar…

Of pure… absolute rage.

Oh… uh… Butch had heard that ominous sound before… he gulped. Oh…he'd heard that many times… and oh God she was still going to go over there.

He grabbed her arm and shook his head quickly. Boomer had stopped in mid flight- before he grabbed Bubbles and vacated the mutant's immediate area.

"Asswipe the fuck is your-!?"

Oh the storm was about to break. Oh they thought magenta moments were bad?

The remains of the school roof went flying off from the sheer shock wave of the red streak that came crashing out of it. Smoke poured from his nostrils, his hands glowed scarlet and then Butch saw it.

Big Bro's Ephone.

Or more accurately the remains of that sacred Ephone.

As in the one Brick had saved six months for- as in the one Butch was pretty sure Brick hugged like a little teddy bear when he went to bed at night… okay not really but Butch wouldn't put it past the guy!

As in the one that if there ever came a choice between that phone and world peace… the world could go screw themselves.

The bright red case cracked into pieces and fell listlessly to the ground like an ominous plastic and wire hail storm- every sad little clatter seemed to enrage his brother more and more.

The fucker was going to die.

And it was going to be painful.

A bright pink streak came zipping up and dissipated next to Brick. Red uselessly tried grabbing at his elbow but the fire breathing dragon ignored her and whipped his cap off instead- shoving it at his shocked counterpart and flew higher up- slowly…. Ominously. Save for that one loud roar… Brick was completely silent.

For one had to realize something… Big bro… without his Ephone… was like that goofy mayor of theirs without his damn pickles. Shit didn't happen… shit didn't go well if it did…

In conclusion…

Hasta La Vista mother fucker.

The sucked in breath echoed as loudly as any swear or obscenity- even Red had finally regained use of that so called super genius brain of hers and backed the fuck away. Smart girl. The smoke trailing from Brick's nostrils and the edges of his lips was pitch black- there was some hot shit going on in there—this wouldn't take long.

All at once a huge… freaking huge burst of flame came barreling out of Brick's mouth- so big, orange and well… hot that anything caught in its path was going to be reduced to ash in moments- but at the same time the fucker apparently decided to cuss his brother out- another loud roar escaped from it…

Blowing… very large amounts of air… in opposite direction of-… Oh shit.

" DUCK!" Boomer bellowed and grabbed little Bubbles in a bear hug before throwing them both down to the ground. Butters literally shrieked like a little girl, covered her head and did the same. Butch obviously kept his dignity and merely put up his shield.

Ah… the wonders of X'.

The warning was however not given in time for the thankfully fire resistant… Red Rowdy Ruff… as he was more or less instantly engulfed in his own flames… as well as the creepy zombie: It flailed its arms- loud starfish bellows of agony in its wake- or mutant bellows or who the fuck knew what that shit did to these things to be brutally honest-

And… oh God. That smell!

He covered his mouth- oh God rotten sea food… rotten… burnt… gross. Gag. A loud rumbling soon echoed… and… oh hell… NOT AGAIN!

He squeezed his eyes shut- the rumbling grew ever louder until… KER SPLAT!

… Butch… hated… seafood.

Pieces of flesh rained down upon them- charred beyond belief- one particularly putrid sample… of course landed in the Butch's almighty spikes. Well.. that was just… typical.

"Why… do they always…explode?!" Butters hissed as she held out her arms- her face white with rage.

"Oh… why… me!" Bubbles on her part just moaned and sunk to the ground. "My hair." She whined but then fell silent in her mourning for the golden pigtails now dark with muck and starfish entrails.

"Well… there goes this shirt…" Boomer muttered.

A heavy fog soon filled the area- icy and cool to the touch- and Red cleared her throat daintily.

"Target destroyed- well done team… not… the most typical approach Brick but it seemed to get the job d-."

She trailed and her face went three shades of well...red.

"What?" Brick snapped.

Yeah… fire retardant Rowdyruff…

Didn't mean.. fire retardant…

Clothes.

Snort. Sputter. A loud crash and there went Boom… desperately clutching his hands to his mouth as his shoulders shook violently.

A whistle rang out.

"Ow ow! Lookin' good there cap boy! Dayyum what you doing hiding that all day?" Butters cat called as Bubbles began hysterically giggling- her cheeks bright pink and ooh- that look from Boomer didn't bode well for Brick. "I mean hot damn Cap Boy!" Butters licked a finger and pressed it to her ass with a mock sizzle and… hey wait a minute-!

Twitch.

The Butch… The Butch was ten times more built than Brick! And… And-! The hell man! Loud shrill screaming erupted above them and flashes began blinding them as it suddenly seemed like every single female in the vicinity had their phones up and were snapping away.

"What the fuck!?" Brick backed away slightly- and stumbled a bit due to the fact the remains of his jeans were barely hanging off his ankles. "Pinky- the fuck's going on!?... Uh Pinky?"

Red stood stock still, still clutching his cap, tiny little pitiful sounds coming from her mouth as she had clearly lost her ability to speak.

"Pinky…hello earth to Pinky?"

More little sounds which grew more high pitched when he reached out for his cap and she took three hasty steps back. "Brick… -you- um… um… um…" Up. Down. Up. Down. Over and over and that grip on that cap just got tighter and tighter- as that breathing got faster and faster. Whoo boy- did Red like what she saw? Well well… maybe Butch's job wouldn't be so hard after all… heh heh…

"Pinky…you okay?"

The hat hit him in the face with a sudden rather girlish shriek and she covered her eyes- clearly having just realized she had been ogling his brother like a ravenous dog eyeing a most delectable bone.

"Oh Dear God Ruff! Just… Just-.!" Another breathy little scream- probably the first of many to come in Brick's future – she finally began pointing downwards frantically. He scowled.

" The hell is your prob- WHAT THE FUCK!?"

He immediately slammed his hands over himself… desperately trying to hide his bright red underwear from the ravenous screaming females above them still snapping away with their phones.

His brother went crimson but Butch had a feeling it wasn't due to the screaming hormonal banshees up there… as much as the frozen Pink Puff who was oh so desperately trying to avert her gaze from the glory that was Brick Jojo's fire engine red briefs.

And failing miserably to be brutally honest.

Another strangled cry however and something else was thrust at his brother- no not a horny Powerpuff unfortunately- that would likely come later… but something pink regardless.

"P-Put that… cover-… I… um… uh…" More stuttering.

He hastily tied the pink sweatshirt around his waist. " I'm uh… I'm going to uh-."

She nodded quickly. " Yes. Good idea." She squeaked. Tight. High pitched. Strangled. Again… Butch's job wasn't going to be difficult at all. Brick would be getting laid… t minus… maybe three hours? Maybe less?

" Aw c'mon Leader Girl! What you doin' coverin up that fine-!"

She tensed almost as stiffly as Butch before she turned slowly to face Butters who had continued to cackle away like some kind of-.

Oh… uh...uh oh.

Butters stiffened immediately at her sister's expression and the very bright magenta eyes to boot.

"Enough. Buttercup." Her words were harsh… and more of a snarl than human speech.

Whoo boy… down kitty! Down!

Butters gulped and took three hasty steps back.

"Yes ma'am. Right away ma'am- It was just a joke ha ha?" The ominous magenta glare continued as the green puff backed away further before she decided Boom and his beanpole tendencies made for a very good hiding spot. Bubbles cupped her cheeks- still pink as anything.

"Oh dear… Brick I think… I think you can probably get a change of clothes in the locker room-?"

The shrieking grew louder above.

"Um… on second thought maybe you should just go-."

The red streak was instant.

"Home…" She finished listlessly.

The pink puff on her part- eyes back to normal thank god- zipped just as quickly… in the opposite direction.

-II-

"I don't... think I've ever seen so many pictures of my brother's ass." Boomer said idly as he skimmed his phone.

"Shut. The. Fuck. Up." Brick groaned from within the couch pillow. "Fucking… starfish…"

"You're the one who went all fire breathing dragon on the thing Boss." Butch idly tossed the remote in his hands. "No one to blame but your-."

CLONK.

…. Ow.

He rubbed his head irritably.

"Shut the fuck up you fucking moron… my phone… my beautiful phone…" He moaned and his head went further into the cushion. Butch rolled his eyes- priorities…

Brick's priorities were so fucking skewed it wasn't even funny.

Time for the Butch to intervene. Again.

"Right… Brick plan your beloved smart phone's funeral later we got bigger fish to fry Boss."

Another loud groan. Boom flashed him a dirty look. "Bad choice of words there bro.' He patted the mourning fool's shoulder sympathetically. "C'mon Big Bro It ain't that bad- you have insurance right-?"

"Something tells me…a fucking starfish's foot stepping on it ain't covered in accident insurance! God damn it man… I worked… so many… over time shifts… so…many… hours… wasted.

Speaking of wasting time…

"Okay- yes yes I understand- truly a tragedy but Brick we have more important things to-." Butch began but Boomer cut him off.

"Listen Big Bro- I think in the circumstances if you go to the store and explain they'll-."

Oh for the love of-!

"Oye! Boomer shut your trap! Brick stop being a puss and listen up! This is your moment man!"

Blank stares. God his brothers were idiots. Butch slapped his brow.

"Okay… exhibit one."

Fan pages… infuriatingly had begun popping up all over Face Place... and just as quickly going down- but one in particular had caught Butch's attention. As it likely would also catch the moron's as well. He tossed his own phone idly. Brick caught it and glared at him- Boom mirrored the look- oh please! Just because he'd been smart enough to leave his fucking phone in gee his bag and not lug it around in a fish fight now he was getting glared at! Bah the injustice of it all!

"What the fuck is this?" Brick grunted.

"Ah.. so glad you asked Big Bro- see that there is a little screen shot I took of that fan page before it disappeared so suddenly…you ought to take a look. Check out the slut's little rant,"

Brick groaned."Yeah… thanks Tweedle Dee.. I'm more than aware I'm going to have to bring pepper spray tomorrow to keep the twat at bay. Thanks for the lovely reminder….cripes." He grunted.

Oh… this was going to be good.

"Oh but Boss really you ought to take a look- I think you'll like it."

He furrowed his eyebrows and Boom's had already gone sky high.

-II-

Princess Morebucks commented:

All you skanks better stay away from MY Bricky- I better not have him running to me telling me he's had to run away from a bunch of pathetic desperate bitches!

You have been warned!

Blossom Utonium commented:

"The only running Brick will do in regards to you Morebucks is "away" – also to whomever created this page… I must ask you to remove it as its greatly upsetting to the Ruff in question and frankly I'm not tolerating it either you have been sufficiently warned.

Thank you. Have a lovely evening. : )

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Princess Morebucks commented:

Excuse me Bitch! I don't need you running your fucking mouth on MY Bricky's fanpage! AND DO NOT CALL HIM THAT STUPID NICKNAME ANYMORE BITCH!

Blossom Utonium commented:

Is the crude language on such a public forum truly necessary Princess? All it does is make you look rather crass. How's about we keep it all PG hmm? And I can call him whatever I want- he's made no objection to it after all. :)

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Princess Morebucks commented:

Listen you stuck up BITCH! You think I don't know whats going on in that pathetic little head of yours! I'm only gonna say this one more time bitch! . . Do not think for a second I don't know what you're up to! BRICKY IS MINE! Only I can give him a nickname! ME! He said so! so HA! Fuck you!

Blossom Utonium commented:

You are aware he loathes that nickname correct? And Funny I've never once heard of him saying anything like that - hmm I'll be sure to ask him the next time we're out for coffee :)

But I have no intention on verbally brawling with you on a public forum- I've made my feelings on this gross breach of privacy known- as I said this was the only warning I will give. You have 24 hours to remove this fan page before further action is taken. Have a lovely day.

Oh and Morebucks- I've taken the liberty of reporting you for your foul language. You should really learn to control yourself- its truly unbecoming. Ta.

-II-

Brick's cheek tinged pink. Heh heh- Bingo.

Boom removed the phone gingerly from their brother's limp hand.

" Apparently your little Pink Puff doesn't like to share. And gotta love the virtual cat fight going on."

More pink- verging on red.

"She ain't my-!"

Boomer snorted. "Big Bro… enough- its over man. Brick you're fooling no one… except… Bubbles…" Boomer folded his arms.

"And you have me and Butters to thank for that." Butch said dryly. Seriously… the blonde was naive as hell but she was still hell bent on finding her sister a boyfriend… and God help big bro if she got any wind of what was going on. He had heard stories from Butters… and that was enough for Butch to definitely decide that they most certainly did not want the Blue Puff's help.

Even the dashing Romeo over there had agreed to keep his mouth shut.

Boss sucked in a breath "I…I don't know what you're talking about! What do you mean… fooling- I'm not-." He sputtered. " I DON'T LIKE PINKY LIKE THAT!"

Boomer snorted. "Okay… Okay you don't."

Say what?

Brick scowled but visibly relaxed. "Thank you." He grunted. "Seriously the idea is ludicrous-."

"So prove it."

He paused and then turned stiffly.

"Excuse me?"

Boomer smirked. "You heard me Big Bro- You don't like Blossom like that but you're gonna have to prove it."

Butch was confused. No… more than confused. It was glaringly obvious the moron was crazy about her. He was also stubborn as hell and would never admit it.

Brick seemed to inwardly mirror Butch's thoughts as he looked just as confused.

"Okay… I don't see how or why-?"

Another snort. And that smile was smug. "Its simple Big Bro- just one little test in front of Butch and me- you pass it and we'll lay off deal?"

Uh no. Brick was in serious need of being laid! What the hell man! How was this going to help such a desperate situation!? He looked at the lunatic but he was firm.

Brick on his part merely straightened and folded his arms as he raised an eyebrow challengingly.

"Alright- go ahead. The sooner we finish this nonsense the better."

Okay… this had to be an epically difficult task. Probably something like looking at the Puff naked somehow and not jumping her for ten minutes-. And hey Butch would gladly agree to be the referee… heh…heh. The blonde's grin widened- here we go- this was going to be good! Butch could just feel it! Hot damn hot naked Pink Puffy leaders here we-!

"Say Blossom's name."

… Butch was going to kill him.

Brick snorted. "Tch! Is that all-. Jeez. Blossom- there. Happy? Cripes."

… IDIOT! MORON! Butch stormed over to their dumbass of a youngest brother.

"What the hell was that!?" He hissed. And the lame ass was just standing there smirking away and-!

"Mmm… not bad big Bro- good practice run. Now say it again… this time without smiling."

Silence.

"What?"

"You heard me- say Blossom's name without smiling."

He blinked. Butch blinked. Brick now looked thoroughly discomfited- wait… what?

"I…didn't-."

"Yes you did." Brick glared but Boomer seemed unfazed. "Go on Brick- like you said the sooner this nonsense is finished the better."

"Fuck off." Brick snarled and then cleared his throat, "Okay…Blossom."

Curling of lips.

Butch's eyebrow rose. Brick blinked and then tried again.

"Blossom."

Curl.

"Blossom!"

Getting angry now. Lips still curled.

Boomer leaned against the wall like a satisfied cat licking his chops.

"What the fuck!? – BLOSSOM!"

Biggest shit eating grin of them all.

"Why Brick… you seem to be having a hard time with such a simple task." He purred.

"N-No! It's just…: I'm uh… not used to saying it is all! It's a... a-."

"Reflex?" Boomer provided smoothly.

"Yeah! Wait… NO! Just- I- huh?"

He sagged his shoulders and Boomer's smirk only grew more triumphant as he wandered over to the fridge and took out a water bottle.

He shook his head. "This is… fucking hell- Blossom!" He hissed.

Little smile.

Butch sighed. "Boss…"

"Quiet! Cripes uh…" He snapped his fingers. "Cherry Blossom!"

Smile.

Boomer slapped his forehead.

"Big Bro… stop."

"Uh... the flower... uh...blossoms?"

Grin.

"…Pinky?" Well that sounded slightly desperate.

Toothy smile.

Point. Match. Set.

Game over.

He blinked repeatedly.

"But…But what… but I?"

"You were saying Brick?"

He went silent. Boomer shook his head.

"Well now that that's settled-."

"No it ain't!" Brick snapped. "It's… just a coincidence!"

"Uh huh sure. Okay- like I was saying- since we've now firmly established-."

"We haven't established anything!"

He was ignored. "So Big bro your next logical step is-."

"What step! What the fuck!? I don't-!"

Yep. It was time. Butch cleared his throat and smoothly moved Boomer out of the way.

"Okay- good job Boom, let the expert handle it from here." He put an arm around the sputtering idiot's shoulders. " Okay Big Bro- we don't have much time so I'm gonna have to give you the crash course so listen carefully-."

"What do you mean… time…?" He said slowly.

Butch snorted.

"Brick. My man. You're losing your sad state of being a virgin tonight."

Water came spurting out of the blonde's mouth. " Excuse me!?"

"Oh c'mon Boom you saw her! She was practically panting like a kitty in heat."

Brick stiffened. "… Really?"

"Oh God yeah." Butch waved off the sputtered protests from the moron in blue. "Panting, chest heaving, lips bitten raw, she wanted you bad Boss."

He cleared his throat and adjusted his collar. " Really now?" He smirked. "Well I mean… why wouldn't she I am a handsome son of a bitch"

" Brick… I really don't think-." Boomer raised a finger like a dope.

"Uh huh… you know I bet Red's sitting in her room all hot and bothered now… looking at those pictures flying around Faceplace… she can't escape it man… she's probably trying to distract herself- maybe its her turn in the shower you know…. But she can't focus on the water man… oh no… all she can think of is you… and its just eatin' at her… until finally- she can't take it no more- after all, all those other chicks going on and on about you?" – Nah Red seems the possessive type Boss.. she ain't gonna let some other female touch her Ruff."

He was mesmerized. Utterly engrossed in Butch's words. Boomer groaned.

"Butch give me a break-!"

"Pinky…" He sighed but then his eyes widened and he shook his head. " C-Cripes! What are you some kind… some kind of- fuck it forget it! It ain't gonna happen! Pinky and I.. are friends… she is my… very… very… attractive friend yes but- I mean… I don't-!" He fumbled for words. " She ain't just gonna show up here in the middle of the night and-!"

Knockknockknock.

He staggered and Boomer followed suit. Butch only smirked.

"You were saying Boss. Boomer go be a good little boy and let our hot and bothered Puff in- Brick…" he blinked. "You're so lucky I'm a good brother… okay… first things first-." He pointed. " That's gotta go. Sweaty white t-shirt ain't gonna get you nowhere." He dug through a nearby laundry basket. "Meh better than nothing- here." He tossed him one of his own black tanks. Brick eyed it and then narrowed his eyes.

"Like this is going to fit-."

"Trust me- give her another glimpse of those muscles she's been fantasizing about for the last few hours and it will be a very happy night for you. Now… this is important- don't just… let her fall into your arms- make her work for it you know maybe give a couple of glimpses of what's under the shirt you know- because oh trust me she'll be doing it too- she's a stubborn woman… she'll try to keep it under control… do it her way- make you be the one to beg for it.- Do not let that happen- You're a Rowdyruff- not a Powerpuff's bitch."

He bristled. Good he was finally learning how to-!

POW

…Why the pain? Why? Why was Butch always the one who ended up in pain?

Frantic clicking interrupted them, and there was suddenly a Pink Puff in their midst- she looked… well damn- give him and Boom time to vacate woman!

"Ruff! Ruff I need to-." She was breathing hard and Brick's face was a picture- and so was Boomer's.

"Pinky… what the- what are you doing here- the fuck!?"

She grabbed his collar. "You -me workshop. NOW!"

"Wait… what!? Pinky um shouldn't we- Ow! okay okay! Cripes woman I need that arm! OW!"

The door slammed shut behind them.

Hot damn Big Bro! Boomer was gaping like a stupid fish- jaw hanging off the hinges. Heh. Well then Butch's job was done. About time too!

"… I… don't… believe it." Boomer stuttered.

Butch snorted. "And yet you still doubted me- what'd I tell you?"

Holy shit man- seriously he knew Blossom was gonna crack and all but damn the way that chick was going Brick would be-.

Cue… loud bellow..of male origin.

Uh… um… well… Butch cleared his throat. Boomer twiddled his thumbs. Okay then- time to go: Uh… Was Freddy's open this time of night?

Another burst of loud yelling. Female this time. Uh… well… damn.

Though... odd... why did they seem to be getting... angrier? Yeah... there was definitely some... err... yelling going on through that big metal door though surprisingly no sign of broken tables or any other furniture? Jeez what had she just jumped the guy and pinned him to the floor?

More yelling. He was getting pissed. Well... that answered that question. He rolled his eyes. Well apparently... Butch...would just have to intervene like a good little brother after all... and if he happened to catch a glimpse of... say some really hot Puffy action... err it was a sacrifice for his beloved big Brother's sake Butch would just have to make.

His hand curled around the door knob.

"Butch… what the fuck are you doing?" Boomer hissed.

"I'm just gonna give him some pointers before I go-."

More yelling. Jeez she had a loud shriek when she wanted to! Still couldn't hear a word she was saying through the heavy metal of the door but it wouldn't take a genius to figure out either...

This I gotta see...

The blonde lunged and grabbed him by the waist- pulling him away from the door.

"Butch. Damn it. Just.. leave em' be man!"

The yelling grew louder. Though it was still muffled by the door. He frowned- damn it of course the asshole had locked it!Bastard!

But… judging from the sheer volume of the bellowing going on… maybe letting an insane horny Powerpuff Girl into the house hadn't been the most fabulous idea… uh okay- well Butch was experienced with this too- Boomer could always just guard the door while Butch helped Brick out a window-.

Knockknockknock

"Boomie! Open up! Its important!"

"Oye idiots!"

Boomer flashed him a mystified look before he zipped off as the door suddenly slammed open and a thoroughly furious looking Brick stumbled out. Uh... what gives? Why the smoke? Why the fiery rage filled eyes?

And why the hell were his clothes still intact!?

The fire breathing dragon grit his teeth and clenched his fists- Again... Butch was rather confused.

Shouldn't the lovesick fool be... he didn't know... err be happy at the moment? Flashing him a smug smile before he swept the horny Puffy "virgin sacrifice" to his lair to uh... finish the deal?

... So why the fuck did Brick look so... pissed?

Frantic clicking and here the dragon's prize was now- Ah... that's more like it: Hair askew, breathing heavily, slightly pale: Makes a brother proud! Well done Big Bro! She was clearly hot and bothered, flustered and - well she didn't waste any more time did she? She was at her dragon's side instantly- The two fell into hushed frantic whispers again... and cue more smoke?

What the fuck was going on?

The mystery deepened as Boomer returned with two more Puffs in tow. His face had gone a pallid white and little Bubbles clutched onto Boomer's arm for dear life it seemed and Butters…

Shit… she looked… pissed.

Like really pissed.

Why did Butch… suddenly have a really bad feeling in his gut?

Like a really bad-.

The Puffs... all showing up at their house at close to ten at night... and... suddenly Butch had a sick feeling that Red hadn't come here to err... satisfy her deepest most twisted inner desires with his elder brother after all...

He felt the looming feeling he was being watched and sure enough a piercing lime gaze was directed directly on him: And instead of the usual sardonic cutting smirk or scowl that Butch was so used too...

Her face was deathly serious.

And fuck if that wasn't the scariest fucking thing he'd ever seen.

What... What the fuck was going on!?

"B-Boss?" Damn his stuttering! Stop looking at him like that already! And why was little Bubbles shaking like that! She looked near tears! Boomer was holding on to her shoulders and... where's the goofy love struck daze!? What was with this serious face and... what the hell man?!

The Red's conversation ceased- the girls immediately stiffened and straightened up as Red's piercing pink gaze focused on them- no ravenous sex eyes here... it was a look Butch recognized- the so called "commander and leader" was here: Brick next to her took a similar stance and he found himself straightening as the scarlet gaze seemed to focus directly on him.

His phone lay silent in his pocket. There was no X' alert: no angry fishy come to play- no idiot robbers to waste their time.

The Boss of the Rowdyruff Boys looked at the commander of the Powerpuff Girls warily who slowly nodded, his folded arms only seemed to grow tighter but he finally took a deep breath.

"Fucking monkey." Butch's chest clenched. Oh... oh fuck no.

"What about the-?" He was interrupted this time by Red.

"Mojo... has apparently gone missing- his cell was found empty... about half an hour ago."

Butch jumped back as Brick punched the door frame so hard the whole room practically shook- Red sucked in a breath, swore quietly to herself before she peeled his hand free from the deep indent, her scowl already dangerously only worsened at the pathetic sight of the remains of his big brother's knuckles broken open and bleeding all over their nice clean metal floors.

"Brick I swear to God." She hissed before she pulled him into the bathroom.

Strange... suddenly... Butch had no desire to make a snarky comment. Even Boomer's hyena laughter...was frighteningly absent.

"I don't get it! Isn't he... I dunno supposed to be under guard! How the fuck did he-!?" Boomer snapped and Bubbles' face darkened.

"That stupid.. doo doo brain always does this! They never learn! We've tried getting him sent to max security but they won't!"

"Why the fuck not!?" Butch snarled. Of all the stupid-! Wasn't this guy supposedly a fucking super villain or something!? When they'd been... in fucking Juvey they'd been under guard twenty four fucking seven! So a bunch of ten year olds' who were fucking framed and arrested for doing nothing except sitting on a goddamn roof because their stupid so called "daddy" went off to rob a freaking store and made them fucking wait in case he needed back up when all they wanted was to go to sleep like normal people did at three in the morning were considered a bigger threat than some psychopath monkey!?

Fucking hell was this a joke!? Was this some kind of... some kind of sick goddamn joke!?

"Mojo's a tricky son of a bitch- Max security won't do shit Bubs you know that. I'm all for a fucking lobotomy and throwing him in a goddamn zoo but that's apparently unethical." Butters leaned against the wall and began unwrapping another piece of gum before popping it in her mouth and chewing it loudly. "Fucking bastard. I'll show you unethical." She hissed.

Butch couldn't agree more. He'd volunteer to do the honors: Would a dull butter knife be sufficiently painful? He didn't know what a lobotomy entailed- but he'd seen that horror flick a few months ago and knew it just mean sticking something sharp and cutting off a piece of the brain leaving them stupefied and more or less a walking zombie.

His gaze flicked to the right: Red was cleaning and tending to Big Bro's self inflicted hit: ugh- Butch really wished he'd stop doing that... shit wasn't healthy man.

... And scratch the living zombie part too: his eyes narrowed on his elder brother.

Butch! Get Boomer the hell out of here! Go! That's an order Tweedle Dee!

But- But Boss!

GO! Don't make me say it again hear me!

He clenched his fists.

No... when he ever got a hold of that fucking monkey...

He'd be a fucking vegetable.

He felt it again. That piercing clench in his chest and he only clenched his fist tighter.

Pop.

Something silver caught his eye and he raised an eyebrow as a piece of gum was shoved in his chest. He narrowed his eyes but she had merely resumed staring at Red's makeshift ER going on in Butch's bathroom. The Blues had retreated to the couch, Boomer the idiot had let his head fall into his hands and the little blonde was actually doing the comforting instead of being the one blubbering... the fuck was Butch in the Twilight zone or something!?

Pop.

The fuck woman!? How could she just... how could she just stand there chewing her fucking gum all calm and shit while that piece of monkey shit was out and-! He scowled and ripped off the wrapper before plopping the pink gunk in his mouth and chewing it savagely. Fucking... this was bull! BULL!

No surveillance: They let the fucking psycho monkey escape!?

Pop. Pop. Pop.

Stupid... STUPID!

Pop. Pop. Pop.

Slight clicking and thus the Reds returned from the make shift ER- the blues ceased in their sissy blubbering and looked up in attention. Butters straightened from where she had been leaning against the wall.

"There's no sign of him anywhere." Red said slowly. "None. Its like he's utterly vanished."

"How the hell is that even-!?" Boomer slapped the arm rest.

"Simple- he's a slimy fucker who's good at hiding like a little-!" Butch began but Brick raised a hand.

"Butch. Getting pissed ain't gonna help- Down."

Says the guy who punched his own skin off.

"So... basically no one knows where the fucking monkey went- with no clue where he's gonna go or what he's going to do next? Fabulous." Butters muttered. Pop.

Red stiffened and sucked in a breath.

"I think... Buttercup... his plan of action... is rather obvious." She wrung her hands.

"You... mean?" Boomer whispered: the horror in his voice making that nasty clenching feeling in Butch's chest grow worse and worse. Brick squeezed his eyes shut and took a deep breath.

"Yeah... looks like Pops... is on his way home."

-II-

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To be continued

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Well once again, we have a two part chapter: Sorry for the long wait to my wonderful readers- I hope this was worth the wait and part 2 will be up soon: I want to acknowledge some of my amazing reviewers because Oh my God- I am just utterly overwhelmed by the response to this story! :D Seriously you all are so incredibly wonderful and after the utter dreariness of writers block your words are the greatest motivation for me to continue on. Thank you to all my reviewers, followers and readers!

See you in Part 2!

~~ Carrie

-Reviewer Recognition -

Jade:

You're actually the first international review I've ever received and thanks to the wonders of google translate I can happily say I 100% agree that Brick ought to wear those glasses more often and see what's right in front of him ha! Thanks so much for your review :D

Elisa:

Thank you so much for dedicating so much time to reading it : D I hope it was worth the long time spent! I love the longer fanfictions the most as well I absolutely agree : D

TheWonderfulWorldOfJazz:

Thank you so very much! I hope our "Green Casanova" didn't disappoint.

Guest:

I'm sorry I don't have anything else to call you- but thank you so much for your review :D The girls DID change their numbers for a variety of reasons – most of which will be revealed soon : Again I also apologize for the sheer length of Act 0: it was indeed the "Opening" Act or hour long special to start things off ^^;;

Guest:

Again I'm sorry I don't have something to call you otherwise- but thanks you so much for your review! :D

Amn Waqar:

I'm glad you enjoyed it so much! Oh my goodness your review was just so kind I'm practically speechless. Thank you so so much :)

Nelly:

I hope this Act brought a little more about the Greens to light short as it was so far: Thank you for your reviews and I hope you'll continue reading: As for your theory well… we'll just have to wait and see ;)

SpiffyCupcakes:

Thank you so much :) I'm glad you enjoyed it!

Abcdefgigi:

The PPG fandom does seem to be shrinking slightly which makes me sad, I'm hoping the reboot will bring more people back into it: I'm so glad you enjoyed the first two Acts :)

HardWrapping:

Your review to be honest made me tear up a bit. I'm not going to lie- Three years of being unable to write a thing and then to have a wonderful review like that come my way is just… overwhelming. I hope if you're reading this the Greens didn't disappoint and again. Thank you.

TaylorLee:

You were actually my first review : D Thank you so much!

StraniqueGirl0684:

Haha! Mike Believe is actually one of my favorite secondary characters in the show like I said – the episode he's featured in is actually in my top ten episode list of the show- He IS an underused character who I intend to give full justice to so stay tuned ;)

Also on a personal note thank you for finally giving me the correct terminology for my writing style- for years I never knew what it was actually called to be brutally honest ^_^;; - "third person limited perspective" I never knew. One learns something new everyday. Thanks so much! : D

Rhearenee:

Thanks so much for your review.

One of my goals in this was indeed to keep a sense of realism in it- its been a challenge but I'm glad you enjoyed it. The only tip I can give in adding more "realism" in anything is research research research – and lots of youtube… LOTS of Youtube XD

And the thing I love most about the PPG fandom is one can literally do anything they so want with the characters because they were so young- they could grow up to be ANYTHING – its all up the viewer's (or writer's) imagination and that's why I love it so.

Error291

Thank you so much!

I tried to make the action scenes I suppose the word to use would be "vivid" – I've never had much luck with them in the past so I'm glad you enjoyed them! : D

shypuppylover19:

Thank you so much! I'm glad you enjoyed it and dedicated so long to reading it XD: I know… Act 0 was crazy long. ^_^;; I'm so glad you enjoyed it though!