Coming of Age

by AngelFallen96

It's been years since the Power Puff Girls have seen the Rowdy Ruff Boys, but all that's about to change. After being told by Mojo that they would be attending high school for their senior year, the boys think them ready for anything. But when the girls are suddenly there as well, who knows what could happen? Love? Hate? Pity? Jealousy? Read to find out.

4. Chapter 4

I do not own the Power Puff Girls or the Rowdy Ruff Boys

Chapter Four: Boundaries and Regulations

The moment the bell rang, all the students rushed out of their classes, excited to be finished with the first day of classes. Robin, Tabitha, and Sam easily enough found each other and waited for the girls to join them. Soon enough the girls came into view, causing Robin to sit up straighter. However, as they got closer, she saw that they weren't smiling and a wave of discontent was coming off of them.

"Hey what's the matter?" Robin asked.

Buttercup folded her arms over her chest. "You're not going to believe this."

"What?" Tabitha asked. She took a look at Robin's slumped form and took a gamble. "Is it some Power Puff thing going on?"

Blossom grimaced. "Yes and no. The Rowdy Ruff Boys are here and he have to settle a few ground rules."

"But they want us to go to Cities Ville to do it." Bubbles spoke, while worrying her lower lip.

Robin's shoulders slumped even more. "So we won't be hanging out later will we?"

The girls quickly caught onto Robin's mood and rushed her with reassurances. "We'll be back before you know it." "It won't take long." "We'll find you afterwards and tell you all about it."

"We promise to be back by five." Blossom said, while Bubbles hugged her. Buttercup ran her hand down her arm in small comfort.

Robin then gave a small nod. "All right, we'll be at Townsville Mall after the movie."

"Then we'll definitely be there." Buttercup said.

Bubbles suddenly looked up and saw that the boys were making their way down the hall. "Here they come."

The girls all stood against the lockers, giving the boys a wide amount of space. Blossom stood closest to the outside, taking her stance as leader. Brick had his hand in his pocket and signature smirk on his face. "Ready to go, babe."

"Babe?" Tabitha said with a raised eyebrow. "Someone thinks he's hot."

Butch turned to look at Tabitha. "This is between supers. Mind your business."

Buttercup then stood toe to toe with Butch looking up at him, not the least bit intimidated. "Why don't you mind how you talk to a girl, you jerk?"

Butch glared down at Buttercup and snarled at her. "I see you're still looking for that fight?"

Before this could escalate further Brick separated Butch from Buttercup. "Not here guys."

Blossom then pulled back Buttercup, being gentler in her handling of her sibling. "Should we be on our way?"

"Yeah. We're flying, so it shouldn't take too long."

Bubbles started at the thought of flying. She was wearing a dress and didn't want any of the boys seeing her underwear that she was wearing underneath. She figured that she could fly in the back behind the boys.

Walking outside, the boys immediately took off into the air. The girls, mostly Buttercup, groaned at the sight of them leaving their trails through the sky. "Show offs." She then took off into the sky, followed by her sisters.

As they were flying the girls hung back behind the boys, giving each party a chance to speak with one another. "Hey Butch. Ease up on the antagonism would you?"

Butch turned to look up at Brick. "I already told you that they started it."

"I don't care who started it." Brick said. "Just think what Mojo would say if he got a call saying we were fighting the Power Puff girls."

"You've got a point." Boomer threw in. "Does that mean we're going to tell him?"

Both Brick and Butch looked towards Boomer. "Tell him what?"

"That the girls go to school with us?" Boomer asked.

"Hell no!" Brick said nearly yelling. "If he knew, he'd yank us out of school."

Butch gave Brick a raised eyebrow look. "You really want to stay in school."

Brick ignored Butch's questioning stare and sighed. "Think about it. When we were getting homeschooled with had to stay in the tower. No friends, no life. I kind of like the idea of leaving the tower every day."

Butch snorted. "So what are we doing now?"

"Just heading to our favorite diner. We need to lay some ground rules." Brick said.

Boomer glanced behind them watching the girls, mostly Bubbles and her dress fluttering behind her. "What kind of ground rules?"

"No instigating fights." Brick said with a pointed look at Butch. He then looked down at Boomer and saw that he was looking behind them at the girls. It wasn't too hard to guess who Boomer was looking at. "And don't even think about dating one of them."

Boomer whipped his head to look up at Brick. "What?"

Butch turned to look at his younger brother. "Will that be a problem, Boomer?"

Brick and Butch both stared at their younger brother waiting for an answer. Boomer blushed, but was able to use the excuse of being wind whipped. Soon, they were over Cities Ville and he took a dive. His brothers followed, noting that he didn't answer.

I might need to keep an eye on him, Brick thought to himself. Can't have him dating Power Puff. It'll be too risky.

As the boys began to dive into the city, the girls followed suit. As they landed on the sidewalk, the boys walked, with the girls following behind them, three blocks to their favorite diner.

The girls looked up at sign the held the diner's name. "The Joint of Burgers?" Buttercup questioned.

As if on cue the boys' stomach's growled in protest at not having eaten since early this morning. It was no surprise they were hungry, considering the scene that nearly happened at lunch. "Shall we?" Brick said turning to the girls.

Blossom gestured to her sisters to follow along. Walking into the shop the girls were greeted by a well-built muscular man wearing a white t-shirt with checkered pants and a black bandana over shaggy brown hair. "Welcome ladies. A table for three?"

"A table for six." Boomer answered standing close to Bubbles. In turn, Bubbles then took a step forward, so as not to be as close to Boomer.

The bandana wearing man smiled a big jovial smile. "You three finally got girlfriends?"

The six of them paled and sputtered out their own versions of not being the other party's significant other. Finally, Brick stepped forward toward the burly man. "These girls are those girls, Joey."

The man called Joey, then rose an eyebrow. "Oh, celebrity guests in my joint." He gave the girls an appraising stare. "Welcome to my humble little greasy spoon, girls."

Butch then rolled his eyes. "Just get us a table Joey. I'm starved."

"And cranky." Buttercup muttered under her breath. But when in close proximity, she was heard by Butch, who happened to be standing the closest to her.

"You always have something to say, don't you?" he grumbled.

Buttercup shrugged without a backward glance at Butch. "Yeah, if only to rub you the wrong way."

Butch scoffed and smirked at her back. "I wouldn't give you the satisfaction of either mine or the lack thereof."

With that Butch walked away, leaving his brothers staring wide eyed at his thinly veiled innuendo. The girls stood with matching faces of shock.

Buttercup was the first to break out of shock. "I'm going to kill him." She said before storming off the table he was seated at. The girls and Boomer followed after, leaving Brick with Joey.

"Don't start a fight in my joint. I remember the first time you six fought. You nearly destroyed the city." Joey remarked.

Brick gave a weak smile to Joey. "That's what we're trying to prevent." Taking a look at the tension filled table, he untied his cap from his belt loop and slapped it over his head. "Think we can get our usual with three extra milkshakes."

Joey rose an eyebrow. "Milkshakes? I thought it wasn't a date."

"It isn't. It's a peace offering." Brick said while making his way over to the table.

As expected the girls were sitting to one side and the boys were sitting towards the other. Butch had chosen their usual booth in the far corner of the diner. Boomer sat nearest to the girls with Bubbles about arms-length away from him. Butch sat across from Buttercup in a silent glaring contest. Finally, Blossom was the closest to the outside watching Brick approach. Once he sat down she took a deep breath.

"So after speaking with you in class, I can trust that you're only at school only to go to school." Blossom said.

Buttercup scoffed, breaking eye contact with Butch and belatedly realizing that she'd just lost her silent match with Butch. The smirk on his face, told her that he knew and loved beating her.

Ass-hole, she thought bitterly.

Blossom elbowed her in the side, earning an equally hard elbow to her own side. "That being said, we'll abide by your truce."

"Truce?" The green and blue siblings said in disbelieving shock.

The reds both looked at their siblings. "Yes, a truce." Brick said.

"And what does that entitle?" Bubbles asked.

Blossom went into her satchel and pulled out a notebook. When Brick looked about to make a comment, Blossom shot him a look that had him reconsidering. "Well, first see who has what classes together."

"Butch and I have this guy named Hercle for second period." Buttercup put out.

"Boomer and I have him for last period."

Blossom nodded. "Then that just leaves the two of us with all our advanced placement classes together at the end of the day."

"Cool." Brick said.

"Now, we need to see about switching some classes." Blossom threw out.

Brick turned his eyes toward Blossom. "Wait, what?"

Before Brick could question Blossom further, Joey came by with the boys' orders. "Here, you are. Three double cheese burgers with the works and fries. And for your ladies, three peace offering milkshakes."

Joey set the food on the table and passed strawberry, chocolate, and vanilla milkshakes in front of the girls.

"We didn't order anything." Blossom put out.

"On the house." Joey said with a wink as he walked away.

Brick waited for Joey to walk away before leaning over his burger. "What do you mean switching classes?"

"With all offense, if I were to knowingly spend a day in class with Butch, I'd eventually kick his ass." Buttercup said, while leaning towards Brick.

"I'm a lot stronger now than I was then." Butch sat up straighter in an attempt to look bigger. "In fact, we," he said with a finger waved in the direction of his brothers, "all are. So try me, bitch."

Buttercup was ready to leap over the table when Blossom grabbed her wrist. Brick then kicked Butch under the table, making him wince and let out a sudden yelp.

"We're trying to negotiate a truce."

Boomer just sat back watching while munching on his fries. Bubbles took the vanilla milkshake and started sipping on it. Boomer couldn't help but watch Bubbles, as her lips went over the straw and she sucked vanilla milkshake into her mouth. It made him think about how cute she looked, like a pillar of innocence. Like an angel. He didn't realize how long he was staring until Bubbles looked his way, causing him to blush and look away. He stuffed more fries into his mouth, nearly choking when one went down the wrong pipe.

Brick stared hard at Blossom. "Fine, but only of you and your sisters be the ones to switch classes."

"Why can't you?"

"Like I told you earlier, it was hard enough getting into school." Brick lifted his burger to his mouth and took a large bite. "We can't go rocking the boat by switching classes. Plus, Mojo would know something was up."

"He's going to know something is up, when he calls to find out where we are." Boomer said around a mouth full of fries.

Blossom checked her watch and saw that it was a little after four now. "That reminds me, we need to meet up with Robin before heading home."

Brick was starting to get frustrated with Blossom's unbending will. "We're not finished here."

"Then make it quick." Buttercup threw in.

This time Brick threw a glare in Buttercup's direction. "Fine. Since neither of us are willing to switch classes, we keep to our own as much as possible." Brick looked between the girls and his brothers. "That means, no picking fights," he said with a look between Butch and Buttercup. "No interfering with the other's business." He said looking at Blossom, who only glared back in response. "And no unnecessary chatter or conversation." He said with a look at Boomer.

Blossom nodded her head accepting the terms. "All right. We can agree to those terms." She then stood up with her sisters and started to make her way out.

Bubbles took one last deep pull from her milkshake, before leaving the table. She licked her upper lip to wipe excess vanilla off her lip, drawing Boomer's attention back to her mouth.

"Did you have to drink the milkshake?" Buttercup asked her.

Bubbles then shrugged. "It was free and a peace offering."

Boomer turned his head away as he smiled. Granted she could've just wanted to milkshake, she also could trust them enough to take it. He thought about other small steps he could take with her.

Buttercup then got a sly smile on her face that Butch decided he didn't like. "Fine. Then to solidify our truce, let's shake on it." She said while holding her hand out to Brick.

Brick took her hand and gave it firm shake. He then took Bubble's hand as she held hers out to him, before going to the other Rowdy Ruffs, and finally shook Blossom's. The moment he did, he felt a very warm chill run down his back at the touch of her skin. Unlike before when he touched her through her clothes, this time it felt as though a current went through him. It made his skin vibrate and hum and he wanted nothing more than to keep holding her hand. But he pushed the feeling back and released her hand.

Boomer relished the thought of getting to touch Bubbles again. Wiping his greasy French fry fingers on his shirt he held his hand out to Bubbles. She gently took his hand and gave it a brief half shake before pulling her hand back. Boomer couldn't help but smile, because even though her touch was brief, it was enough to feel that tingle run through his skin.

Butch was the most reluctant to shake hands with the girls, but did so anyway, when he felt dual nudges in his side. Shaking hands first with Blossom, he then shook hands with Bubbles. When it came time to shake with Buttercup, she held her hand out, making him stop.

"Just one thing before I finalize this truce." She then took the chocolate milkshake and took a look drag from the straw. "To our truce." Buttercup then made to hand the milkshake over to Butch when she purposefully turned it over, dumping it onto his lap.

Butch sat in shock as the chocolate milkshake seeped through his pants, chilling him in place he'd rather not be chilled. His eyes then burned with barely concealed rage. He didn't even realize that he was standing up until he felt both his brothers holding him down. Equally enough, Blossom and Bubbles were pulling Buttercup out of the diner, whispering words of outrage at her actions.

"I'm going to kill her." Butch muttered as he scooped milkshake back into the cup and set it on the table hard enough to rattle it.

"Easy, Butch. Besides you kind of started it that time." Boomer said.

Butch threw him a burning glare. "Oh shut up, Pretty Boy." He snapped. "And don't think we didn't see you staring at the blue Power puff."

Boomer tried to look affronted. "I was not."

Brick gave him a look over Butch's head. "Don't try to play dumb. Even I saw you checking her out."

Boomer, not knowing what else to do turned his head away and started eating his burger. "So, what of it?"

"Just keep it in your pants." Butch said while, using napkins to wipe the chocolate stains from his lap.

Boomer rolled his eyes at Butch's words. "Tell me that when your dick doesn't have frostbite."

Brick had to laugh at Butch and Boomer's mild bickering. He'd get Blossom to get Butch and Buttercup to come to a truce later. At the moment, he was going to revel in the fact that he was still going to school. Eventually things would draw his brothers' attentions away from each other, and that will leave him free to do whatever he pleased.

Picking up Blossom's untouched strawberry milkshake, he took a pull from the straw, liking how things were going perfectly.

Things were not going perfectly. Blossom, Bubbles, and Buttercup flew at near light speed to make it to the mall. Blossom, was still seething from Buttercup's milkshake incident. "I still can't believe you did that."

"What?" Buttercup said as they landed outside the mall. "I didn't do that much to him."

"You dumped a milkshake into his lap." Bubbles said.

Buttercup groaned with a roll of her eyes. "It wasn't like a punched him."

"No, but you probably started a war with him." Blossom said. "What if he retaliates?"

"So what? I'll handle it." Buttercup said. "You two made peace with them, not me."

Blossom stopped and turned to stare at her rebellious sister. "Then if that's the case, keep this little tiff between you and Butch. If it begins to spread to the others, we'll have no choice but to fight them as well."

Buttercup rolled her eyes and gave a mock salute. "Very well, Captain." She then walked past Buttercup to the food court, where they were sure to find Robin and her friends.

Blossom resisted the urge to let out a groan of frustration. Yet, her face did belay her anger as it flushed red. Bubbles then put a soothing hand to her shoulder. "Don't let her get to you. We have three other morons to do that."

Blossom sighed and let a smile grace her face. "Don't let her know that you indirectly called her a moron."

Bubbles and Blossom giggled before following after their sister. They found Buttercup as she was sitting down to chat with Robin, Tabitha, and Sam. The girls could see a visibly happier Robin upon their arrival, and it made them each feel a little guilty about their absence.

"So how'd it go on your date?" Tabitha teased.

Blossom's face flushed red. "It wasn't a date."

Bubble sat beside Robin after wrapping her in a hug. "We went to a diner and they bought us milkshakes."

"Oh, they bought milkshakes." Tabitha said. "What else? Were there fries?"

Buttercup put a hand to her forehead in a dramatic sigh. "Oh yes. Along with burgers with extra pickles and onions." Then she leaned forward with a hand to her chest. "But that isn't all. Those boys only gave us the milkshakes."

Blossom rolled her eyes. "Give it a rest Buttercup."

"I'm just picking fun."

"Yeah, well, your last bout of picking fun, landed Butch with a lap full of milkshake." Bubbles said.

Sam, Robin, and Tabitha laughed despite themselves. "You spilled a milkshake into his lap?" Sam asked.

"More like dumped it." Blossom said with a shake of her head. "But just before we were working out some rules for our truce."

Robin rose her eyebrows in surprise. "Truce? So you're not going to fight them?" she asked.

Blossom shook her head. "Not if we can avoid it." She then gave Buttercup a side glance. "Though Buttercup seems to want to fight them."

"Especially Butch." Bubbles threw in. "They kept going back and forth."

"Most of the truce falls on us keeping to our own and minding our business." Blossom supplied. "In other words, they leave us alone, we leave them alone."

"But it's going to be hard to do, when we share a few classes together. I sit right next to Boomer in my last class." Bubbles nearly groaned.

"I have second period with Butch." Buttercup said. "At least you have time to build a tolerance for him."

Bubbles rolled her eyes at Buttercup's dramatics. "Boomer's not that bad compared to his brothers. In fact, he's the 'nice' one."

"You mean the stupid one." Buttercup threw in, making Tabitha, Sam, and Robin laugh.

Bubbles frowned at Buttercup, not liking her talking bad about Boomer. "He's just simple."

"Extremely." Blossom mumbled under her breath, just low enough for no one to hear her.

"Sounds like a romance in the making." Sam said with a sly grin on her face. "I wonder who'll fall first."

"Probably Bubbles." Robin said with a mischievous smirk in her blond haired friend's direction.

Bubbles stared wide eyed. "What? Why me?"

"Because you totally have this romanticism aura about you." Sam said.

Robin nodded her head in agreement. "I can totally see you falling first Bubbles."

Bubbles then blushed not knowing how to answer.

"I want to meet them." Tabitha said.

"What?" All the girls looked at her as if she were crazy. And in that moment, it might as well be true.

"Why would you want to meet them?" Robin asked.

Tabitha shrugged. "Mostly to see what the big deal is about. Partially because I'm curious."

Buttercup laughed and shook her head. "You're weird."

Tabitha then leaned over so she could be against Buttercup's shoulder. "But that's what will make you love me." She giggled.

Buttercup rolled her eyes and shoved Tabitha gently off of her. "Yeah, yeah."

"So when can we meet them?" Tabitha asked, with a large smile on her face.

Blossom held her hands out and made a gesturing motion to calm down. "Let's wait until things calm down. It started with a bit of a bang."

Bubbles and Buttercup started chuckling. "Don't you mean with a sneeze?" Bubbles threw in.

"A sneeze?" Robin asked, raising an eyebrow curiously.

"Yeah. Blossom sneezed with her ice powers and sent Brick flying into the wall." Buttercup laughed.

"It wasn't that funny." Blossom said with a light dusting of pink going across her nose. "His cologne made my nose itch."

"Cologne?" Bubbles asked.

"It was kind of spicy, cinnamon like." Blossom supplied.

"How'd you get close enough to him to smell him?" Robin asked innocently.

Blossom's blush deepened as Bubbles' and Buttercup's chuckling turned into contagious laughter that soon had Tabitha and Robin joining in.

"I crashed into him." Blossom muttered. "Besides, it wasn't as though I wanted to smell him."

Robin let out one last chuckle before asking. "So are you going to tell your dad?"

"No." Blossom answered.

Buttercup rose an eyebrow. "We aren't? That's unlike you."

Blossom ignored Buttercup's jabbing, but turned to speak to her. "What do you think he would do if he found out that the Rowdy Ruff boys were going to school with us?"

Buttercup lost her smile then. "We'd be back to wearing uniforms at the Academy."

"Right, so button up about the boys." Blossom said.

"Do you think they'll tell Mojo?" Bubbles asked.

Blossom shrugged. "I doubt it. Brick made it clear that he wanted to go to school. He was even adamant about not dropping his advanced placement classes."

"So he has a brain under that cap and horse mane he calls hair?" Buttercup jabbed.

Blossom rolled her eyes. "The point is they won't be telling Mojo anything."

The boys could practically hear Mojo pacing back and forth in the living room of their tower. Though it was of no surprise to them. They were slightly surprised that Mojo hadn't called them to see where they were.

"He's totally going to have a heart attack one of these days." Butch said as they landed outside their front door. "So who wants to go in first?"

Brick, Butch, and Boomer all looked at each other and threw out their hands. Each one sported either a rock, paper, or scissors sign. When they were about to throw their hands again, the door suddenly was thrown open to show a frazzled Mojo.

"Where have you boys been?" Mojo yelled as he grabbed Boomer and Butch's ear with his free hands. Brick was about to laugh until he felt both his ears being pulled by each of his brothers.

A chorus of "ow" and "hey" were sounded as the four walked into the living room. The moment Mojo let go of Butch and Boomer, the two each let go of Brick. Instead of fighting one another, each boy nursed their now sore ear, or ears as the case was with Brick.

"Now where were you three?" Mojo asked looking up at his three sons.

Butch rolled his eyes. "We were at school. Where else Monkey?"

Mojo resisted the urge to sink to more animalistic urges. "Until five?"

"Detention." Boomer quickly said. "We got detention."

Mojo looked at them suspiciously, before the other two nodded their heads. "For what?" Mojo asked.

"We got lost getting to class." Boomer threw out.

When Mojo looked like he was going to argue, Butch rolled his eyes. "We didn't know where our classes were. We'd only been their once."

Guessing that the boys were telling the truth, he turned to Brick, who was silently watching his brothers. "Why didn't you show them to class?"

"I'm not their babysitter." Brick snapped.

"No, but you are their brother. The leader of them." Mojo said while staring Brick in the eyes.

Brick scowled and looked away from Mojo. "Tell me something I don't know."

Mojo walked up to Brick and grabbed him by the front of his shirt, pulling him down to his level. "Did you know that whatever trouble your brothers get into, it will always fall back on you?"

Brick's frown sunk deeper into his face. He knew that to a certain degree already, but the way Mojo was saying this now made him rethink that.

When he tried to pull himself up, Mojo just held on tighter. "I'm expecting you to look out for your brothers. Keep them out of trouble." Only then did Mojo release Brick and he turned to go to his lab.

The air that was filled with mischief that came only with being a boy, vanished into tension between two big headed, stubborn powerheads. One by age and authority. The other by age and group appointment.

Boomer had a worried look on his face as he glanced between his brothers. "What just happened?"

"A power struggle." Butch said. He glanced away from Brick when he gave him a glare. When he looked down he noticed that he still had a noticeable stain on his pants from Buttercup throwing milkshake onto him. "I'm going to go change."

"Yeah, I think I'll go change too." Boomer said as a way of getting out of the room that was quickly being filled with Brick's brooding attitude.

Brick watched as he brothers escaped to their rooms. After a while of standing in the living room, feeling like an idiot, he went up to his own room. Once there, he closed his door and went to lie on his bed. He then began thinking about the day's turn of events.

Brick's classes weren't going to be a challenge for him. He was smart enough to pass them without really putting too much effort into it. He also saw some posters for clubs at school. Maybe he would join one, just to bug the shit out of Mojo. Also, it'd give him a chance to have something his brothers didn't.

He scowled at Mojo's throwing that eldest bullshit in his face. They were seventeen, turning eighteen at the end of the school year. Brick wasn't trying to always have to look after his brothers. He'd done all he could take while growing up. He didn't have to worry so much during their younger years, when Mojo and H.I.M juggled them back and forth.

Groaning he turned onto his back. Brick had a good day, and Mojo was ruining it by being Mojo. As he brooded over that, the Power Puff girls came to mind. It made him smile as he thought about how bad Mojo would freak out if he found out. That then brought him to start thinking about Blossom.

Before she accidently sent him seeing stars for a few moments, with her icy sneeze, he'd been caught up in her hot pink eyes. Her red mane was tied back with a red bandana rather than a ribbon. He also noticed when he leaned over her outside of their classroom, Blossom had an icy feminine spice scent. She also filled out nicely from what he felt when she crashed into him.

Closing his eyes, Brick took a deep breath to calm himself. He couldn't get involved with her. She was a Power Puff and if he started, then he was sure that his brothers would unconsciously follow after him. However, he was pretty sure that he would have to do something about Boomer's developing crush.