Born This Way

by STFUSAM

"Let's fill a school with teens with supernatural abilities, they said. It'll be great, they said." Throw in three former super villains, hormones, crazy friends, and a new villain plotting in the shadows and thousands of power hungry kids...and what do you get? Chaos of course.

6. Chapter 6

AN: All rights to the Powerpuff Girls belong to Craig McCracken.

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Born This Way:

Something's Coming!

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"Hey, not bad!"

"Nice landing!"

"Losers!"

-Boomer, Brick, and Butch Jojo

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Townsville High's football field was pretty packed for a game that was only a scrimmage.

"GO MITCH!"

Well packed was little of an understatement…

"YEAH! LAID HIM ON HIS ASS!"

Townsville High's football field was filled to the brim with people. The bleachers left no openings for any newcomers to sit. Many people were standing around or brought foldable chairs of their own. It was really an overwhelming scene. Everyone was on their feet cheering and screaming for the Townsville Titans victory.

It was music to Buttercup's ears.

It was like nails on a chalkboard to Princess.

Cowering on the bleachers, sat Princess. She was holding her ears, glaring off onto the field, specifically at Mitch who was making his way down the field at a top notch speed, ball in hand. God, did she hate him at this moment. Her ears were ringing from people yelling around her and the person behind her kept kicking her back.

"I thought Mitch said that no one barely comes to the scrimmages." Princess groused over the rambunctious crowd. Her scowl deepened when a boy screamed over her head for like the twelfth time in a five minute span.

She was never coming to a football game again. She swore to it. She didn't even know why she let Robin and Mitch talk her into it.

Beside the grouchy royalty, stood a screeching Buttercup. She was also becoming a thorn in Princess's side. The brash girl didn't know how to shut the hell up, much to Princess's dismay. She been screaming even before the game even started. Buttercup peered down at Princess with a devious smirk.

"That was before Mitch and the rest of the team blasted the news all over Twitter and Instagram." Buttercup explained. "Didn't you see it?"

No. Is what Princess wanted to say. Princess had blocked Mitch after he had posted embarrassing photos of them together at a party from last year. Photos she burned into the deepest, darkest parts of her mind. So instead, she grunted and reverted back to grumpily watching the game. Buttercup happily did the same.

Below them, Woo, Miguel, and Blossom sat, cheering along with the crowd. Woo was bouncing in her seat. She was a huge football fan but it was probably only because she loved seeing people getting thrashed on the field...and the way the boys butts looked in their football equipment. She loved a man in football equipment.

"Mitch, is really showing off today!" Blossom enthused, excitement tingling all through her. She wasn't even a big sports fanatic but she had to admit, Mitch was really something when he played.

"As he should!" Woo cheered haughtily. "He better show these assholes what he's made of!" Woo spoke like a proud mother.

"I didn't know he was this good though." Miguel had said lazily, looking on in awe.

"My boy is always good when he puts his mind to it!" Buttercup chirped smugly, crossing her arms. She was like a proud father. "He is my best friend after all!"

Miguel rolled his eyes. "Right…" He shot a glance at the clock. It was almost halftime and Robin and Bubbles still weren't back yet. "Hey, where's Robin and Bubbles?"

This got Blossom's attention. She hadn't even noticed the two were gone with all the excitement going on. "They probably went to the concession stand." She started up from her seat. "I should probably make sure that they're okay." Her eyes ventured off to the large line leading to the busy stand.

"Nah, I got it!" Buttercup started to float. Blossom and the others turned to her.

"You sure?"

Buttercup dismissed her with a wave of her hand. "Yeah. It's about to be halftime anyways and we're up by five so it's nothing to worry about." She assured with a grin. "Do y'all want anything?"

"Skittles!" Miguel yelled, handing her a bill from his wallet.

"Doritos!" Woo cheered. She vigorously patted Miguel on the shoulder. "Miguel will pay for it!" Miguel glared sharply at her but complied.

Blossom shook her head at the two. "A water would be fine."

Buttercup nodded and turned to the moping redhead beside her. "What about you, Princess? You want anything?"

Princess craned her neck at her, a sullen expression on her freckled face. "Do they have aspirin?" Her friends twisted in their seats to gawk at her.

"No." Buttercup answered flatly. Lord only knows what she was planning on doing with aspirin.

Princess groaned. "Then just get me a water and a Snickers." She dug in her purse and pulled out a hefty bill, throwing it at the green eyed superheroine. It fluttered daintily into Buttercup's open hand. Buttercup wondered if Princess carried anything smaller than fifties and hundreds. She blinked at her. The girl was wearing a Gucci tracksuit to a high school football game.

Doubt it.

"I'll be back! Save my seat." Buttercup said over her shoulder, taking off to her destination below them. On the way, she searched for two familiar faces.

It was hard making out who was who in the suffocating crowd.

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Bubbles and Robin felt like they were waiting in the concession line for what felt like hours. Robin's feet were sore from standing so long in the line that didn't seem to move and Bubbles was growing irritated from the harsh heat. It was one in the afternoon and the sun was already at its peak. The gray dad hat Bubbles wore did nothing to ward off the sun's grueling rays.

Ice breath would be lovely to have right about now.

Screw Blossom.

"We should've went to 7 Eleven before we came." Robin sucked her teeth and Bubbles indignantly rolled her eyes. She had said that. Bubbles suggested they made a stop for snacks before they arrived but the group were too pressed on snagging good seats.

Not that she blamed them...but still...now they were hungry and bordering dehydration and Bubbles didn't want to leave to make the snack run because then she'll miss more of Mitch's game, even though she was doing so already. Bubbles mentally cursed. Next time she was going by herself. You get things done right when it's done yourself.

"The line's starting to move." Finally. Bubbles thought. "We should be up there soon."

Robin was too busy hopping on her toes to see over the taller people around her to pay any attention to the blonde. It was almost as if she was looking for someone.

"Robin?"

Hop.

"Yeah, Bubbles?"

Hop. Hop.

Bubbles eyes went up and down with the brunette. "Who are you looking for?"

Robin ceased her hopping and stared at the blonde. "Nobody…I just wanted to see if some of my friends were here."

Well that was poorly executed. Of course your friends are here, Rob. This is your school.

Bubbles cocked a brow. Robin was terrible at lying on the spot. She knew it. Her friends knew it. Everyone knew it. It was a proven fact. Even now, the girl had this antsy look in her eyes that just told you everything you something was off.

Robin sighed, looking defeated. "Okay...I'm waiting for Mike. He said he was on his way."

This instantly brightened the blondes mood. Bubbles playfully nudged Robin's side with a finger. "Ooooh!"

"Don't do that." Robin deadpanned.

Bubbles giggled excitedly. "Why didn't you tell us that he was coming? We could've got ready a little earlier and picked him up."

"So you guys can interrogate him to death?" Robin smiled sardonically. "I'll pass."

Bubbles rolled her eyes, a teasing grin on her sunshine face. "It's only fair...we've done it to you." Bubbles slapped Robin's arm. "Now text him." She demanded, grinning evilly.

Robin bitterly rubbed her arm. She glared at the Puff. This was exactly why she held off on telling them the news for so long.

"Text who?" Buttercup had suddenly asked, floating just above them. She landed gracefully next to the two girls and glared off in front of them. "It's really crowded. I could barely spot you guys from the air." She faced them. "Has this line like moved at all?"

Bubbles and Robin shook their heads, still obviously surprised about Buttercup's sudden appearance.

Bemused, Buttercup glared at them. "What?"

"Nothing." They collectively said.

Buttercup shrugged off their weirdness and moved to squeeze in the line next to them. There were some complaints and grumbles as people were roughly pushed back by the brute of a girl, but who was going to tell the fiercest Powerpuff Girl to get to the back of the line? Not them of course.

Bubbles good nature took over for her sister; apologizing vehemently to the angry crowd.

Buttercup grinned smugly.

Robin gave her a look of disapproval. "You really are an ass."

Buttercup's grin only grew. She pointed happily to the front of them. "Oh, look! The line's moving! C'mon you guys." She briskly made her way over, practically skipping as she walked.

Robin and Bubbles blankly stared after her.

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"Boomer, how can your brother afford a Benz truck?" Alice's sugary sweet voice came from the backseat, behind Boomer. Her seatbelt was on and her big brown eyes were wide with curiosity, looking as innocent as ever. She looked more like twelve year old than a ninth grader.

Alice's long inky black lashes fanned over her eyes as they centered on Boomer's chair.. "And how can you afford a Aston Martin? Those aren't exactly vehicles that teenagers normally have as their first cars."

Boomer mentally cursed. Curse him and his brothers extravagant taste in vehicles. Curse the girl behind him with her sense of knowledge about luxury cars.

In the driver's seat, Butch smirked at little Alice through the rearview mirror. "Our older brother owns a Maserati." He sang and Boomer fix him with a deadly stare. Alice asked a lot of questions and Butch didn't know when to shut the shit eater he called a mouth.

Alice cocked a brow, her head tilting to the side in bewilderment. "But how did you guys get them?"

Boomer frowned. This was the shit he was talking about.

Butch chuckled ominously. "We stole them~"

Alice's jaw dropped.

And in that moment, Boomer punched the shit out of Butch's arm. Next thing you know, Butch's hands were off the wheel and around Boomer's throat while the blonde was viciously banging Butch's head against the steering wheel. Alice screamed, fearing for her life and hung onto her belt as the truck wildly swerved off the road and into a bush. It was amazing that they avoided any oncoming cars. Horns went off around them as the angry drives speedily drove around them.

"DAMNIT BOOMER! WHAT THE FU–" Butch released his brother with a shove and scowled venomously at him.

"WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU TELL HER THAT?!" Boomer roared at him leaning over the gear shift.

Butch threw his hands onto the wheel and the truck's horn squealed under his heavy fists. He glared viciously at his younger brother. This is why he hated when Boomer gets attached to kids; he always tried to act like the perfect little samaritan like his blue little counterpart bitch and it irritated the shit out of him. Not that he had a problem with the girl in the backseat. Which was odd because Butch didn't usually bother with people younger than him, especially females but there was something about the girl that made him accepting of her–or at the least, tolerable. It was peculiar feeling but Butch didn't drawl too much on it.

Butch narrowed his eyes at his seething brother before slowly turning to a disheveled Alice. His arm hung loosely over his chair as he glared at her.

"We didn't steal the cars, Shrimp." Alice lightly frowned at the use of the nickname but didn't rebute. "They're gifts from a good friend we work with."

Alice relaxed back in her seat and smiled. She was awfully calm for a girl who almost lost her life in a car accident. "Your friend must be loaded then." She wanted to ask them what kind of work they did but the deep scowl Boomer was giving his brother told her to save the question for a later date. Much later.

Butch turned back to Boomer with a matching scowl on his face. He held up his index finger and his thumb, pinching them close together. "Boomer, if there's so much of a teeny tiny scratch on my shit then that's your ass." He spat through his teeth, getting in Boomer's face. Boomer scoffed and turned away, slouching in his seat like a spoiled brat.

Alice fiddled with her fingers. The animosity in the car was suffocating to her. "Can we go now? I'm pretty sure half time is almost over with."

Butch put the car in reverse and with a grunt, he growled, "Well, we would've been there if your friend up here didn't want to throw a bitch fit."

Boomer glared at him from the corner of his eye. "I will bitch slap you out of your own fucking car."

Butch snorted humorlessly. "I'd love to see you try, little bro." Boomer was already taking off his seatbelt and Alice was already out of hers, grabbing Boomer around his neck from behind the chair.

"Can you guys pleeease kill each other later!?" She whined. The muscles in Boomer's next flexed under her grip. We're almost there. Besides, didn't Brick tell you two to be on your best behavior…or else?"

The or else sent a shiver down both of the ruffians spines. A mental image of Brick standing before their beaten and bruised bodies with a huge wild fire behind him made the two gulp.

Brick was very clear and descriptive about how if the boys were to cause any ruckus, he was going to melt their testicles into one. Alice had asked him how that was physically possible and he graciously showed her by using two tennis balls lying around his and Butch's room.

Boomer and Butch felt the color drain from their faces.

"Boomer and Shrimp, put your fucking seat belts back on and sit back like you have some damn sense." Butch barked out the order like he was a mother of five.

Alice gaped incredulously at him but did as she was told. Boomer did the same with no complaints. Alice watched as Butch adjusted his mirrors, made sure his seatbelt was buckled, and check both ways before merging back onto the road.

Well...Alice had just figured out how to keep the boys in check and all she had to do was mention the boys older brother.

Alice shuddered.

She only seen the redhead once and he was already frightening to her.

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"Well, we finally got our snacks," Robin cheered dryly before checking her phone. Robin frowned. "and it only took majority of freaking halftime."

Bubbles adjusted her hat and glared at them. A light sheen of sweat made her skin glow in the sun. She huffed irritably. "Next time we're stopping for food. I'm not going through this again."

"Agreed." Buttercup and Robin groaned.

They were walking back to the bleachers now. Well, at least trying to walk...there were people everywhere that they couldn't make a step without getting pushed or bumped into. With their arms full, it made the process even more harder.

"I'm never going to one of Mitch's games again." Robin growled. Her icy blue eyes dared the guy in front of her to bump into her. He carefully stepped to the side to let her pass before scampering along. Good. She was already pissed that Mike wouldn't be able to make it to the game on time because there was too much traffic on the road and now this, plus the heat? Someone was going to get it if they weren't careful.

"Why the fuck does it have to be so hot?!" Buttercup moaned. She thought she would've been okay with what she had on today but that was obviously not the case. Buttercup wanted to rip the jean shorts and wife beater off of her herself. The day was good when she was walking around her room naked with the AC on blast. Clothes should've been illegal today. She wondered how Princess hadn't passed out already in that track suit of hers. "Mitch is so lucky I love him."

"Screw Mitch." Bubbles grumbled. "Screw this game." Robin stifled a laugh. "Screw Townsville High." Bubbles growled like a animal when someone's arm came in contact with hers. The small teen gawked at her before quickly shuffling away. "Screw the stupid ball of gas we call a sun."

"Amen to that." Buttercup grunted.

Bubbles wanted to go hide out in Robin's car with the AC on blast. She felt sticky all over. Her hair that was pulled into two low pigtails, clung to her exposed back and shoulders. And her thighs kept obnoxiously rubbing against one another but that was her fault for wearing sports leggings and a matching sports bra from PINK. That's what she gets for trying to be cute. It's always a price to be cute.

Bubbles sighed. She was already over the day. Being at home, watching anime with a tub of ice cream sounded more and more appealing by the second. Checking the scoreboard, she saw that they had about ten minutes before halftime was over and that Townsville High was indeed leading.

Mitch wouldn't be too upset if I left early, would he? Or maybe I should just cool down in Robin's car...oh yes, that's sounds like a wonderful idea.

Bubbles eyes went to find Robin. "Hey Robin, you wouldn't mind if I–Oof!" Everything went flying out of Bubbles arms and onto the ground. Her body had crashed into a broad chest and stumbled back from the impact. Bubbles was taken back. It wasn't everyday where she bumped into someone and she was the one flying back. Whoever she bumped into had to be a super or…

Bubbles looked up and immediately her eyes flashed with irritation. Standing about two heads taller than her was an peeved looking Butch. He scowled. "This day just couldn't get any worse…" She moaned and bent down to pick up her fallen snacks.

Before anyone could make a move, Buttercup had stepped to her sisters side. It was too hot to yell so instead, "You have to be fucking kidding me." She exasperated.

Butch wasn't too pleased to see her either. If anything the frown on his face was deeper than hers. "I just can't get a break from you bitches, can I?"

Buttercup's eye twitched. It was way too hot for this and the mere sight of him was only making it worse. "Why the fuck are you here?"

A small smirk lit up his face. Butch coolly placed his hands in his black Nike sweat shorts. He leaned down. "We were invited."

Bubbles froze. Did he just say we? As in plural? As in more people are with him?

Buttercup's brows furrowed. "Who the hell–" Princess wouldn't invite Butch knowing they were coming so…then it dawned on her. Buttercup shot a glare at the direction of the field. Mitch. "I'm going to kill Mitch."

Butch eyes wandered passed Buttercup and a salacious grin made itself welcome on his face. His eyes flashed wolfishly. "Robin, is that you?" Robin eyes narrowed and she took a wary step back when the hulking brute moved around Buttercup.

Buttercup whipped around in a blink of an eye. "Butch!"

Butch paid his counterpart no mind. His attention had found something much better. Someone that didn't deny him his bacon early in the freaking morning. Although, if he had to choose...he would much rather have the blue eyed brunette for breakfast instead. And lunch. And dinner. And as a midnight snack.

Butch invaded Robin's personal space like a wolf hunting its prey. Every step Butch made towards her, Robin took three steps back. His eyes crept over Robin's person like she was a piece of steak. Her hair was still curly from the day before and high waisted shorts and white crop top left little to the imagination. Robin cursed herself.

"Robin, it's like every year you get more and more enticing." Butch's tone was deep and husky. It was meant get girls to fall head over heels for him. Robin's eye twitched. Too bad she wasn't that type of girl.

Robin abruptly stopped. She glared up at him with her most fiercest expression. "Fuck. Off."

Butch chuckled. "I think Butterbutt is starting to rub off on you, Robin." Buttercup growled at him.

She reached for her mace that was attached to her keys around her neck. "Butch, back the hell off before I mace the crap out of you." She kept a steady finger on top of the mace nozzle. Butch was just begging for her to press it.

Butch took another step. "You really think that'll hurt me?" He was stopped in his tracks by Robin's mace pointed smack dab in his face. Butch eyes widened in surprise from her boldness.

Robin sported a toothy grin. "Care to find out?" She was dead serious too.

Butch cocked a brow. He was ready to respond back with another snarky comment but before he could; what felt like a ice cold brick, hit him dead in the back of his head. Butch's head was forced forward and out of reflex, Robin's fingers triggered her mace...right in Butch's face.

Butch howled like a animal.

"AWWW FUCK!"

Turns out, mace could hurt them.

"THAT'S WHAT YOUR ASS GETS!" Buttercup growled, scaring some of the people that passed by and seen the whole act. She was of course the one that thrown the frozen water bottle, with precise aim too.

Robin warily stepped aside, tiptoeing her way over beside Bubbles. She was only half heartedly bluffing about macing Butch. She didn't mean to do it! It was a reflex for crying out loud! When you've lived in Townsville for so long, coming across sketchy people was inevitable.

Bubbles jaw dropped in horror.

Butch was yelling like a maniac, holding his reddening face and choking while Buttercup was doubled over, dying laughing.

"How mad do you think Princess and Blossom is going to be?" Robin whispered behind Bubbles.

Her eyes were stuck on the two greens. "We're going to die." Bubbles answered gravely.

"Oh my." Robin swallowed.

Bubbles quickly grabbed everything, including Robin's arm and made her getaway. "We need to leave." She pulled Robin along, never looking back.

"B–but, Buttercup?" Bubbles moved even faster. Her eyes filled with panic as she thought out her story. Buttercup was never with us. We never saw her. We don't know her.

"Screw Buttercup. She brought this onto herself."

"BUBBLES!"

Bubbles made no move to stop but Robin did look back. The voice was no where close to Buttercup's.

Robin's brows furrowed. A girl with the most peculiar blue hair was racing up towards them. "Bubbles, there's a girl calling your name…"

"BUBBLESSS! OVER HERE!"

Bubbles pace halted to a slow walk. The voice started to sound familiar.

"GAHH, BUTTERCUP I'M GOING TO FUCKING MURDER YOU!" Butch's eyes were red and burning furiously now. He looked like he was about to turn into the Incredible Hulk at any second.

Screw it. Bubbles decided she'll figure out who the person was later. Right now she just wanted to be as far away as possible from her sister and her counterpart.

"Bubbles," Robin began again, still stealing glances behind them as they moved carefully within the crowd. "Why is the same girl calling your name with Boomer Jojo?"

Without a warning, Bubbles stopped and Robin went crashing into her hard back.

About the day not getting any worse? She spoke to soon. It just got worse. Bubbles took a deep breath and turned on her heels. She handed the snacks in her hand over to Robin. With a sigh, she started on her way back over to her bickering sister and Butch.

Robin stood there, dumbfounded. "We're turning back?" She asked while jogging to catch up to the blonde. "Why are we turning back?"

"I know the girl with Boomer." Was all Bubbles said. She couldn't just ignore Alice. What kind of friends would she be if she did? Her karma had already done her dirty all week, she didn't need anymore.

When they got back to the spot they were previously at, it was like nothing had changed. Buttercup was still laughing her ass off and Butch was still blindly screaming obscenities. The only difference was, two newcomers had shown up: A chipper looking Alice and a bored looking Boomer.

Immediately, having spot the blonde girl, Alice had ran over to her. It didn't take long for a genuine smile to spread across Bubbles face. Alice was full of joy and energy; it reminded Bubbles of herself when total chaos wasn't going on around her.

Alice had threw herself into Bubbles open arms, taking her in a big hug. The two girls shared heartwarming giggles as they squeezed one another as if they haven't seen each other in years. The scene even made the brunette beside them crack a smile.

The girls eventually released one another but the wide infectious grins never left their faces.

Bubbles affectionately ruffled Alice's hair. "Alice, what are you doing here?" The bluenette looked up at Bubbles with biggest brown eyes she had ever seen.

"Boomer, invited me to his friend's game." Alice giggled sheepishly. "He wanted to show me around Townsville for a little bit."

Bubbles glanced at Boomer. He was washing out Butch's eyes with the water bottle Buttercup had thrown at him. She forced a smile back at the girl in front of her. "Oh...that's sweet of Boomer to do."

Behind her, Robin had quietly scoffed.

Yeah, Robin...I feel ya.

Unbeknownst to them, Alice had caught onto Robin's little sneer. A malicious glint tersely flashed through the bluenettes eyes.

Bubbles gestured to the brunette behind her with a nod of her head. "Alice, this is one my best friends, Robin." Bubbles politely greeted the two girls. "We go way back."

Smiling, Robin held out her hand to the smaller girl. "Hi, Alice. It's nice to meet you." Alice stared blankly at the brunettes waiting hand and a feeling of apprehensiveness shortly raked through Robin's body.

You ever get the feeling when you first meet someone and you just know for a fact that the person just doesn't like you?

That was precisely what Robin had felt in that exact moment.

Alice's hand was cold to the touch when she had finally grasped Robin's hand in hers.

Robin's jaw clenched. It was ninety-four degrees today.

Her grip was light but firm at the same time. Almost as if she didn't want to be touching her to begin with but nonetheless, she did.

Alice's smile didn't reach her eyes. "It's nice to meet you, Robin." The two girls arms fell back to their sides without another word. Alice turned back to an oblivious Bubbles and like a light switch went off, she turned back to her normally bubbly self. This is only unsettled Robin further.

Something is wrong with this little girl.

"Bubbles...what happened to Butch?" Alice dubiously inquired. She casted a concerned look over her shoulder at the seething green titan, screaming out bloody murder. "Is he going to be okay?"

Bubbles set her eyes on Butch and Boomer again. Butch's eyes were still a flaming red but for the most part, he seemed fine. Besides all the obscene words that came out of his mouth. He probably won't be able to see clearly for a couple of minutes but he was fine nonetheless. Bubbles smiled reassuringly at Alice. "Give him a few minutes, and he'll be good as new." She lightly patted Alice on the head. Alice's eyes shunned with delight from the gesture.

"I'm going to go get Buttercup before she does anything more reckless." Robin offered with a half smile. Truthfully, she just wanted to put as much distance between her and Alice as physically possible. Robin made plans to talk to Bubbles about the girl when they were alone.

Robin stole one last glance at the bluenette and shuddered. The girl gave her the creeps. "Third quarter had already started. We should make our way back our seats."

Bubbles nodded. She hadn't even noticed that the game had started up again. That would explain where the crowd had went. Bubbles straightened her posture to leave, but before she could lift a foot, Alice had excitedly latched onto her waist.

"Oooh! Bubbles, can you watch the game with me?" Alice asked with those big round eyes of hers. She bounced on her toes, grinning from ear to ear. Bubbles peered down at the girl in perplexing way.

Hesitant, Bubbles gaze fell on Robin. She didn't want to just ditch her friends and sisters. "I don't know…"

Alice pouted. "Pleeeeease!?" She whined, squeezing the blondes waist even more. "I'm gonna be so bored! At least stay until third quarter is over." She pleaded relentlessly, flashing Bubbles the infamous puppy dog eyes.

How could Bubbles say no to that face?

She couldn't.

Bubbles bit her lip and smiled timidly at her brunette friend. "Would you mind?"

Robin raised a brow, giving her a look that said, are you serious? Annoyed that her best friend was still such a pushover at times.

"I'll only be gone for third quarter." Bubbles urged. She slapped her hands together and pleaded. "C'mon, Robby. I can't just leave Alice by herself. She needs a girlfriend."

At Bubbles side, something ominous flashed behind Alice's eyes. "Yeah, Robby." Alice cooed sweetly. Robin swallowed stiffly. "Can I please borrow Bubbles for a few minutes?" She was by all means not asking and a unseen force within the small girl was daring Robin to tell her no.

Robin grounded her teeth together. The little girl left a bad feeling in her chest and her gut feeling told her to wary of her. Robin didn't want Bubbles alone with her but the way things were looking, she only had one or two options. Either Bubbles goes with Alice or Alice comes back with them.

She gave Bubbles a firm look. "Only for third quarter. We did promise Mitch we'll meet up with him after the game lets out."

Alice squealed joyously with Bubbles giggling at her excitement. Robin rolled her eyes at the two before leaving them alone to fetch the other Utonium. Robin had a lot of questions for her blonde friend later.

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Bubbles was a sucker.

When Alice had first asked her to watch the game with her, Bubbles thought she meant that it'll just be them two. Just herself and Alice.

Not herself, Alice, and a certain blue eyed Jojo.

Bubbles quietly huffed. At least she wasn't alone with two Jojo's.

Once he could somewhat see again, Butch had stomped off to find the twins, Floyd and Lloyd, leaving the the three all alone together. They had to stand because all of the bleachers were packed, so instead they hung below posted beside the fence separating the bleachers and field, to watch the game.

"Are you sure Butch is okay by himself with his eyesight like that?" Alice had asked a silent Boomer. She was still a little worried about the obsidian haired ruffian. His eyes were still a vibrant red when he had stormed off.

Leaning against the gate, in a simple white tee and gray basketball shorts, was Boomer. Besides all the excitement that was going on around him, the blonde actually seemed quite bored. "The Chemical X is his system should clear out all the mace in a few minutes. He'll be fine. Butch is a big boy." He said monotonously, with a small shrug of his shoulders.

Alice's mouth made a small 'o', then she turned back to the game. Periodically she'll glance at the two blondes that was on either side of her. Bubbles kept a light smile on her face, cheering every now and then whenever Mitch caught the ball whilst Boomer, on the other hand stayed stoic the whole time, just idly watching. But if you looked close enough, you can just make out a tiny hint of a smirk on his handsome face.

Alice smiled, a sudden interest of who their friend was shot through her curious mind. "So, who's you guys friend? The reason why we're here?" The blondes glanced at her. They almost forgot that she was there; too busy enthralled by the game.

"Mitch." They said together. That had earned them both a awkward glance from one another and a amused glance from Alice.

The petite girl laughed with a snort, nodding her head at the two. They were cute to her. "What number is he?"

"Twelve." They again answered and then shared another awkward glance before the lids of their eyes narrowed over their blue irises. Stop. They both mentally hissed at each other.

Alice smirked. "That's the boy that keeps getting the ball, right? What position does he play?" Alice didn't even care much for sports, she was just using it as an excuse to mess with the two at this point.

"Running back."

Bubbles eye twitched.

Boomer muttered something under his breath.

Alice was too amused by them. "I didn't know you guys had mutual friends." She leaned further onto the fence, grinning playfully like a child. If she leaned any further, she'll flip. Alice blew a blue strand of hair away that had fallen down her face. "Well, besides me of course."

Bubbles spoke through pursed lips. "Yep. We have two."

"Unfortunately." Boomer had bit out.

Bubbles rolled her eyes as Alice pressed on. "I bet they get really mad when you guys fight."

Boomer and Bubbles shrugged.

"They'll live." Is all Boomer had to say to that. His eyes stayed fixed on the field; well actually, anywhere other than on the blonde at the far left of him. Which was getting considerably hard to do with the way she was dressed and bent over. She was only wearing legging and a sports bra, but the clothing left little to the imagination. The curves of her body were on full display to him and anyone who's eyes fell on her. Her being the most voluptuous of her sisters was a blessing and a curse. Boomer didn't like her, but at the same time he would be named a blind fool to dismiss the fact that his counterpart was well put together. Too much to his liking.

Which is part of the reason why Boomer sort of hated their gym class. Just like Bubbles, Boomer too hated the teeny gym shorts the girls had to wear. Well, he hated them on his counterpart. He never shown any dislike for the teasing clothe before...but when he had first seen Bubbles in them, the love for the things went straight out the window. He wanted to rip them off and burn the shits but that'll only lead to sinful thoughts about the blonde's naked body and he just couldn't have that, let alone, think about.

So when Bubbles leaned her chest onto the gate, accentuating the top of her exposed breast even more, Boomer had to take a step back from the gate he was previously leaning on. He got a clear view of her ample cleavage and he felt the muscles in his throat constrict as he swallowed. Her breast were dewy looking from sweat with her tanned skin flushed from the heat. Her phone stuck out from between her breasts and bra and Boomer felt the urge to reach over–

A low growl ruptured from his throat. He had to look away.

...And now he had to burn that image in the back of his mind.

Boomer wiped the perspiration from his forehead. He secretly stole another glance at the blonde from behind, which proved to be a big mistake because now, he had clear view of Bubbles ass. Boomer wanted to groan. He just couldn't win.

"Boomer, are you okay?" Alice's small voice had grabbed his attention. Boomer blinked at the concern on her face. "You look a little overheated."

Bubbles was even staring at him now from over her shoulder. She was still bent over and if she kept looking at him like that; the way she was, he was going to–fuck.

Alice hopped off the fence. "I'm going to go get you some water. You look thirsty."

Boomer had to chuckle at the irony because honestly...he did feel pretty thirsty. Just not in the way she was insinuating.

"Bubbles, did you want anything?"

Bubbles smiled but shook her head. "No, I already have something waiting for me with my sisters. Thank you though."

Alice smirked in response and turned to leave. "Try not to kill each other while I'm gone!" She called over her shoulder before taking off in the direction of the concession stand. Only when she had turned the corner did the two blondes realize that they were alone together. They stared awkwardly at each other for a second before stubbornly averting their gazes.

Bubbles quietly cursed. I swear that girl knows what she's doing. Her body fell slack against the fence as she stared ahead of her. If the line was anything like before then who knew how long she'll have to spend alone with Boomer. Well at least he didn't say anything rude out of his mouth yet. Yet. For that she was fairly pleased. Still didn't mean she wanted to be anywhere near the boy though.

With her bottom lip poked out, Bubbles decided to focus her attention back on the game in front of her. She was spending far too much time worrying about the boy next to her anyway.

Bubbles watched Mitch with awe. It was like every few minutes she looked up Mitch either had the ball or was in the middle of catching it. Mitch was the source of most of the team's touchdowns. If he kept this same energy up all season then Townsville High was sure to win the championship.

"Mitch is amazing!" Bubbles found herself saying aloud. She was in awestruck at her friends skill, that was, until she heard Boomer snort. She raised a brow at him.

"He's good." He chortled mockingly, as if what she said was a complete joke.

Sitting up, Bubbles brows furrowed in annoyance. "What do you mean, good? Are you blind or something?" She snapped at him while waving a hand in front of her. "Mitch is killing them out there."

Boomer glanced at her, still with that mocking sneer on his face. "Look who they're up against." He laughed, angering Bubbles even more. "Pokey High isn't exactly the best in the city." He flashed a condescending smirk at her. "They're the worst actually." The little lazy shrug he did made her eye twitch.

Bubbles folded her arms, indignance written all over her flushed face. "So what are you trying to say?"

"Mitch is good." He shrugged dully. "But saying that THS is going to win the championship is wishful thinking."

Bubbles popped her hip and narrowed her eyes at him. "What makes you so sure that they can't?" Her eyes burned a hole through his head. Arrogant asshole.

Boomer idly leaned back on the fence, ignoring the heated way Bubbles was glaring at him. "Well, I have played a few games with Mitch before over the summer so I think my opinion is justified, where's yours is just bias–"

Bubbles bit her tongue. Bias? Bias?! The bastard had some nerve!

Boomer chuckled at her little attitude. Even though she didn't say anything, she looked like she wanted to blow a fuse and throttle him. "Besides," He grinned knowingly at her. "Butch made it onto the team this year."

Bubbles jaw dropped. "Huh?"

"Huh?" Boomer mimicked her before a smug smile settled across his face. "You heard me right. I said Butch is on GHA's football team this year." He didn't even feel his body slide closer to hers. Boomer's palm clutched his chin, holding up his head as he leaned on the fence. "Butch is playing for our school." He smirked at her stunned expression.

Bubbles was at a standstill. "What position?"

Boomer was more than amused. "Running back. Like Mitch."

"Aw, crap." Bubbles had to turn away. Buttercup was not going to like this. "Buttercup is going to be pissed." She muttered before biting her lip.

Boomer's smug grin only widened at the mention of her sister's name. For what though? "You know Buttercup watched us all play before." His gaze held hers. "A lot of times actually." Her eyes told him that he just told her something she didn't know. An amused hum enamored from his throat.

"What?" This was news to Bubbles. She arched a brow. "When was this?"

"During the summer when her and Mitch were joined at the hip basically." Boomer recalled with a smirk. "Me and my brothers would sometimes run a few plays with Mitch and few others in the park."

Bubbles ran her tongue over her teeth behind her pouty lips, shifting her weight to her other leg as she scrutinized the smug bastard before her.

Boomer's eyes stayed firmly on her's. "Ask your sister, although…" Boomer paused to rub his chin. He looked to the sky, feigning to be thinking. "I doubt she'll be honest about how good Butch is though."

Bubbles clicked her tongue and turned away from him. She didn't care about what he said. "I still have Mitch, washing your brother. Mitch lives and breathes football." She went back to leaning against the fence with her nose turned up at the Ruff.

Boomer sniffed at her, his eyes flashing. "Wanna bet?"

Bet? Bubbles blinked at him. Boomer's eyes had an impish glint to them; they bored into hers with the most wicked intent. Bubbles eyes narrowed in suspicion.

"I don't know…" She said slowly, her eyes searching his for any ill intent. Bubbles didn't like the way he was looking at her. Something sinister and daunting was behind those ocean irises of his.

"You scared?" Boomer taunted lowly, moving closer to her but still a safe distance away. Bubbles frowned at his goading tone. "I thought Mitch lived and breathed football?"

Bubbles lip was caught between her teeth. Should she really be doing something so childish as betting on one of her friends? Especially over two neighboring schools; one that she was captain of the band dancers at. Not that she paid much attention to the games anyways, all she did was dance and lead the band on the field. The only reason why she was here today was because Mitch asked her to come.

Bubbles sighed. Well she did place a bet on her own sister and the wager was far more dire than this. The whole thing was hypocritical.

A little football bet was harmless right? They happen all the time. Bubbles stared intensely at Boomer. Should she really be doing this? They weren't friends but they were going to be spending a lot time together if Alice had anything to do with it. Plus, this was just innocent fun. No harm will be done, right?

Unless…

Bubbles glared at him. "What are your terms?" She barked at him. This was Boomer, Bubbles remembered who she was dealing with. A Rowdyruff Boy.

Boomer grinned wickedly. The sight didn't sit well with Bubbles at all. His cerulean eyes were clouded over by something that sent warning bells to her head and she didn't know whether she wanted to go through with the wager or not anymore. Bubbles watched as he leaned away from her, idly resting his cheek on his forearm instead. "I'll tell you when GHA wins the championship at the end of the season."

Bubbles nose wrinkled and she sat up straight. "It better not be anything perverted."

"Get your mind out the gutter." Boomer sneered with a deep chuckle and he watched as her face flush an interesting shade of pink. "I wasn't even thinking like that..."

Bubbles glared at him.

Boomer stood up straight and Bubbles stepped back from his towering height. With a playful smirk on his face as he leaned down into the scarlet faced blonde to whisper huskily in her face. "Or was I?..." Instinctively, his ocean blue eyes traveled down to her bosom. Whatever sports bra she was wearing, it made her breast sit up nice and perky. He couldn't help himself from licking his lips and Bubbles jaw clenched as she swallowed roughly.

In a matter of seconds, Bubbles had reverted back to her childhood self, the clumsy blonde. Her blush traveled down to her chest from his close proximity and she stumbled over her own two feet as she tried to back away from him. Every backtrack she took, Boomer moved forward. His hand on the fence trailed on top of the metal with every step he took towards the jittering blonde girl. Her frantic eyes were locked with his amused glowing ones. Boomer was backing her into a corner as if she was prey; much like Butch had done to Robin earlier. The only thing was, instead being angry by such a bold move...Bubbles was a nervous wreck.

And Boomer was getting off on toying with her.

Before he could back her into the shade which was underneath the bleachers, Bubbles placed a firm hand on his broad chest and felt her body shiver from the contact of the rippling muscles underneath her thin fingers–was he always this muscular?–She shook the thought away. She was supposed to be pissed at the boy who was invading her personal space. Not playing the guessing game about if he had a six or eight pack.

Cough. Cough. She guessed eight, by the way.

Oh lord...I hate him so much. Bubbles was a shameful mess as Boomer leered over her, drinking in her nervousness.

Bubbles managed to stop him, still tripping over her words but somewhat getting herself together. She released a dry humorless laugh. For someone that supposedly hated her, Boomer sure didn't mind invading her personal space. With only her arm between them, she peered up at him through her lashes, pleading with him with her eyes.

Boomer's face was smug, having succeeded with riling Bubbles up. He was just simply testing the waters, seeing how far he can go with her before she pushed back. It was harmless on his part, really. He made no move to touch the girl; his hands were behind his back half the time. Even now, they were still behind him. He could easily grab the arm on his chest and push the girl into the darkness under the bleachers, making her land on her ass. His smug smile morphed into a smirk.

Bubbles was so easily flustered, it would be criminal not tease her. He was still a bad boy at heart after all.

"B–Boomer…" Bubbles panted warily with her head down. The hand planted flat on his chest, curled around the expensive cotton of his shirt. Boomer raised a brow at her.

With strong tug, Boomer's head was brought down and the next thing he knew, he was at eye to eye with a vicious looking Bubbles. From faraway you would think the two were in the middle of a heated kiss but it was the far opposite.

Bubbles was nose to nose with her counterpart, breathing short breaths in his face. "Let's get one thing straight…" She snarled in a low whisper. "I'm not like those girls that you and your brothers pass around on campus." Her eyes began to glow dangerously. "If you even think about doing anything out of line to me, anything inappropriate, I will cut your dick off and vaporize it into ash." Her eyes narrowed. "Understood?"

Boomer smiled innocently. "Crystal."

Didn't she know that that'll only provoke him even more? Not like those girls, huh? That's nearly every girl's famous line before getting turned out by the very guy that they spoke those words to; only to have their hearts broken into tiny little pieces. How funny life is. Boomer frowned. Bubbles was a joke to him.

He jutted his chin out to her arm. "Are you going to let me go now? Or is it going to be considered out of line if I took your hand off of my shirt?" Boomer's face was void of any emotion.

Bubbles recoiled back, her face twisted in irritation. Her arm dropped to her side and Boomer had already took a step back. Good. She was preparing to add more to the distance when out of nowhere, the ground had shifted from underneath her.

Her legs wobbled.

"What the–"

---

"Robin, I think you're overreacting." Miguel tiresomely expressed. It was hard to watch the game with Robin's bantering. Ever since the brunette and Buttercup had returned, she had been going on nonstop about how something wasn't right with Bubbles little friend, Alice. He snorted. If anyone could feel if there was something off about the girl, it would be him. He was the most perceptive out of all of them, considering his ability. So far, the only thing he read from the bluenette was sunshine and rainbows and all that other innocent sugary crap.

Robin was unrelenting though. She knew what she felt. "I'm serious you guys. Something very dark is surrounding that girl." Her leg shook continuously across her other one. She was visually upset that her friends refused to believe her.

Woo pointed a dorito at her. "You know who you sound like?" Robin frowned at the feline but let her continue. "Bubbles, from Monday when she kept going on and on about how something bad was going to happen." Buttercup shook her head in agreement with her eyes trained on the field.

Robin rolled her eyes and looked intently at the two. "And did something bad happen?" She waited for any one of them to answer but the cat and the banshee only focused on the game, ignoring her. Robin flailed a arm at them. "Exactly!"

Blossom sighed. She had her water bottle pressed between her thighs to keep from sweating there. "Robin, I'm sure it was just a misunderstanding." She tried to persuade but Robin was inconsolable.

Robin vigorously shook her head. "No Blossom, you weren't there! It was like someone flipped a switch in that girl's head. The girl was like one of the twins in The Shining..." Robin shuddered.

Princess had her trusty parasol out, shielding her from the sun's rays. She waved a hand in front of her, motioning to Robin beneath her. "What do you think made her react that way?"

Robin shook her head, trying to recall the moment. "I don't know...I guess Bubbles had mentioned something about Boomer and I scoffed." She peered up at Princess with furrowed brows. "That's about it though."

"Boomer and Alice are close." Woo shrugged carelessly. Woo could name numerous times she spotted the duo on campus together during and after school. "Boomer's with her as much as he is with his other friends." She popped another dorito in her mouth to keep from grimacing.

Buttercup suddenly jumped up from where she at next to Princess. "HOW THE FUCK IS THAT NOT A FOUL!? WHAT THE HELL ARE THE REF'S SMOKING?!" Princess scooted away from her, glaring. When Buttercup was back seated, she glared at Robin. "So, the kid got mad cause you made a jab at her bestie. Big whoop!" She leaned back lazily, folding her arms."She'll get the hell over it."

"Language, Buttercup." Blossom chastised idly. She was fanning her ice breath at herself to keep cool.

Robin huffed irritably. "Yes, let's put aside that there's a possibility that a superpowered midget may want to kill me." Robin exclaimed wryly. "You all are such good friends!" She turned back to the game in front of her with a scowl and rested back against Princess's legs with her arms crossed stubbornly. Princess resisted the urge to pop her upside the head with her parasol.

"Robin," Miguel's voice was heard.

Robin turned to him with a glare. "What!?"

He blanched at her. "Get some dick."

"For everyone's sake." Woo quietly bit out.

And that brought her back to the original reason why she was mad. Mike! He was supposed be here with her. Right now. Somewhere underneath the bleachers, making out to the throes of passion before Mitch kicked her ass for missing his game. Now she actually had to watch the shit!

Oh God… Robin thought. She touched a hand to her lips. Maybe I do need some dick.

Buttercup was on her feet screaming again, along with the rest of the teens and adults on the bleachers. Mitch had made yet another touchdown and the whole crowd roared. The bleachers started to vibrate under their feet from the plethora of people jumping up and down and stomping their feet.

The superheroines were too distracted to notice that the bleachers weren't the only thing shaking.

Around them the earth shook. Water coolers and and racks had fallen over inside the concession stand. The cars in the packed parking lot went off, blaring the horns of their alarms. Little kids wobbled on their feet and fell to the ground.

All was still for a minute before the podium that held the scoreboard came crashing down with a deafening screech. The electricity from the board, crackled in the air as the whole thing exploded, scaring the living shit out of everyone watching. It was like all at once, the field erupted into chaos.

The bleachers rocked from side to side with a horrendous force and screams filled the air around them as people held on for their dear lives.

Princess's parasol had fallen over the edge of the bleachers. Shaking vigorously, she bravely took a look over the edge, gripping the metal to keep from going with her beloved parasol. Down below, people screamed and wailed in fear as the ground shook between pauses. Princess gritted her teeth as her body jerked around wildly.

This wasn't the cause of a earthquake.

Something was coming.

Woo's eyes were alert and flaring with anticipation. She's been waiting for this type of action ever since she stepped back onto Townsville soil. The hairs on her neck stood up in excitement and the zealous feline couldn't but to jump to her feet, even with the bleachers threatening give way to the trembling earth and people pushing and scrambling around her.

An before you know it, Blossom was already barking out orders; the leader inside her kicking in automatically in the heat of the moment.

Unwavering, stern pink eyes fell on her sister. "Buttercup, get as many people off the bleachers as quickly as possible." Buttercup didn't even blink before she took off and grabbed as many people her arms and body could carry.

Blossom's head whipped towards an eager and ready to rock, Woo. "Woo, alert the Ground Teams and meet us in the city. When you all get there, I want immediate evacuation of the city's blocks. I expect you all to be there in no more than twenty. Understand me?" Woo had this far away gaze as she stared back at Blossom but nonetheless, she nodded in understanding. She grinned manically all through the haze of it.

Because in under no circumstances did Blossom repeat herself when she got like this.

Princess wobbled to her feet. "Willamina, you're coming with me." Woo still held her crazed grin.

Blossom arched a brow. Whatever Princess had up her sleeve, now was not the time. But Princess didn't relent under Blossom's harsh gaze.

Snorting, Princess glared up at Blossom. "She'll be there with the rest of the teams." Princess gaze fell on Woo's, smirking ever so haughtily. "I just have a surprise for her that I think she'll love," She shot a look at Blossom. "and one that you'll find useful."

Woo's eyes dilated into slits. Surprise? Woo loved surprises. Almost as much as she loved breaking bones, dislocating noses, cracking skulls, fracturing ribs, shattering kneecaps…

Blossom hissed through her teeth. She couldn't complain really. Princess's gadgets did come in handy at times needed most. "Fine…" She breathed, remaining calm before turning to a cool headed Robin and Miguel. "Twenty minutes, Princess. Woo has a team to lead."

Princess only smirked. Grabbing her purse, she pulled out her phone and pressed a button she had programmed in the emergency settings. The button was for when she needed to make a haste getaway. Like, right now. "Woo, we're departing now. Let's get out of here."

Woo didn't waste a second. Flipping into overdrive, the feline had swiftly grabbed Princess's legs from right under her and unceremoniously flipped the flimsy girl over her shoulder as if she was a sack of potatoes. Princess released a yelp as she held onto her purse from behind Woo's back.

And as if Princess was light as a daisy, Woo had sprang forward and leaped off the side of the bleachers because, well, screw the stairs! Princess didn't even have time to scream. The jump wasn't steep enough to kill you but if you were lucky, you'll only leave with a broken bone or two.

But that didn't apply to Willamina Urich, the black cat. Woo landed ever so gracefully on the ground with only but a grunt and a little bite to her ankles because of the extra weight. Then, like nothing even happened, she was back to grinning wildly. Woo's feet hit dirt as she took off in the direction of the parking lot, never missing a step or bumping into a single person.

The pink eyed leader paid no attention as the two disappeared off into the crowd. Her attention rested now on her two friends before her.

"Robin. Miguel. Can you stand?" She asked. The bleachers shook like they were on their last screw but thankfully, most of them were void of any people. Buttercup was doing great.

Miguel laughed dryly, still clinging onto the metal. "Yeah...just don't expect us to walk in a straight line."

Blossom remained stoic as she quickly snatched the two up. Her two friends clung to her shoulders as Blossom's arms wrapped securely around their waists. She made her way to the open football field. "I don't have time to drop you two off at the parking lot." The ground was shaking ever more harder. Whatever was coming was close by and Blossom needed to avert her attention to that. Whatever it maybe. When she was a safe enough distance to the ground, she dropped the two on their feet.

Blossom's eyes narrowed on them. "Get somewhere safe–away from the city–and then call the Professor to pick you guys up. We'll all meet back at my house when we're done here." The parking lot was most likely in a haywire, so they won't be able to get to their cars. She turned to Miguel. "Make sure Robin is safe, okay?"

Miguel simply nodded.

Robin on the other hand couldn't help that they were missing something. Something important. "Blossom?..." She dubiously asked with trembling legs.

"What about Mitch?"

Blossom and Miguel blinked at her.

Mitch. Blossom forgot all about him. He was the reason they were there in the first–

Everything happened so fast. With a ear shattering screech, one of the goal podiums for the field came soaring down. The heavy metal looked menacing as it fell, ready to crush anything beneath it.

Anything like a boy suited in a number twelve jersey.

Robin's loud cry pierced the air.

"MITCCCHHH!"

---

"What the–"

Bubbles had stumbled forward. Having been caught off guard, she had no time to catch herself before she accidentally fell back into Boomer's chest. Instinctively, his arms went around her bare waist to keep them both from falling to the ground. Bubbles was too troubled to care. She watched as the bleachers swayed back and forth periodically as if they weren't bolted to the ground. The ground shook with a monstrous force and people everywhere were having trouble staying on their feet.

The ground shook like something huge was walking in the distance. Bubbles swallowed. Of all the times, why now?

Boomer looked off into the air, he couldn't see past the city's tall skyscrapers but he knew something was stomping its way through in the distance. Whatever it was reverberating across the entire stadium.

BNNNZZZ!

Bubbles and Boomer eyes shot up. The scoreboard had just exploded and was now collapsing to the ground. Bubbles adrenaline was starting to kick in.

"I–I need to go." Bubbles had shakily breathed. Her brain wasn't even processing the fact that Boomer's arm was still wrapped around her waist with her chest pressed up against his.

Peering up, Boomer could make out Buttercup's faint green streak whizzing through the air, followed by the diminishing people on the bleachers.

Boomer's jaw was tight. That made him realize something. Alice had yet to return and with all the chaos going on, it was going to be a pain to find the tiny bluenette. He mentally cursed himself. He too had to go.

Pushing away from the blonde, Boomer started to float with his eyes flowing with energy. Bubbles blinked up at him, just realizing that she was in his arms for so long. She didn't drawl on it. She had no time.

"I need to find, Alice." She heard his gruff voice cut through the madness, slight panic clipping his tone.

Bubbles eyes went wide. Shit. Shit. Crap. Alice! Her eyes went to the corner where she had last seen the girl; it was overrun with people, running for their lives. Panic took over her. Alice was sure to be trampled if she hadn't already gotten away. She had to find her but…

Bubbles gaze switched back and forth between Boomer and the crowd. Her sisters are going to need her soon and whatever What was going on in the city required her immediate attention. She could go and look for Alice but then she'll only be losing time.

Bubbles started to float with the same glowing energy in her sapphire blue eyes. Her eyes fell on Boomer, the only person she could trust at the moment to find the little girl and from the look of him, he was more than willing to do it. He'll find her. She'll be okay. Bubbles told herself. If he didn't, she'll castrate him later.

"When you find her, make sure you get her as far as possible from the inner city."

Boomer clicked his tongue at her absurdity. "What the hell do you think I'm going to do?" He spat, grimacing. "Take her sightseeing?"

Bubbles glared right back at him. Leave it to Boomer to go back to being a asshole in less than five minutes. He was lucky she had some butt kicking to do or she would've told him how much of a jerk he was. She clenched her fists at her sides. "Just find her, Boomer."

Boomer didn't bother replying and just took off. Bubbles watched him go with a sigh. Now that that was out of the way, she could focus on more pressing matters, like figuring out what the hell was going on in the city. She was the fastest out of her sisters so she planned on getting a head start.

Bubbles floated higher into the sky. She was going to have to break the sound barrier if she wanted to be quick about everything. Above the school, the first thing Bubbles noticed was all the screaming people, then Buttercup's green streak, Boomer's faint one, and then–craning her neck–the goal post on the football field falling over.

Bubbles eyes went wide.

There was someone under it.

"MITCCCHHH!"

Bubbles felt the color drain from her face. That distinct scream could only belong to Robin, and if she was screaming for Mitch...who also should've been on the field at the time...then that could only mean one thing.

Oh God.

Her body took a dive, reacting on its own. Panic and fear laced her veins as blood furiously pumped through her heart. She was almost there. Almost. Almost.

Bubbles was right on top of the podium before a dark streak of green had cut her off. Her body had jerked back at the last second to stop from crashing into whoever.

Bubbles blinked rapidly, analyzing the streak as if it was a foreign object–which it was–because it sure as hell didn't belong to her sister's. Buttercup's was an emerald color. This one, she mused, was more of a murky greenish one. It took her only all of five seconds to put two and two together.

"Butch."

Butch had swooped in at the last second and whisked up Mitch where he had froze at. The goal post came roaring down, leaving a cloud of dirt in its wake. And if Bubbles didn't have super vision, she wouldn't be able to catch the cocky smirk that the green brute had thrown over his shoulder at her. She could just hear his irritating deep voice now,

"Fastest Puff, my ass!"

Bubbles pursed her lips. Although she was grateful that he had just saved her best friend, but she also wanted to ram her fist into his gut.

Good thing she had her priorities together. With Mitch safe, she didn't spare Butch another glance before soaring off into the inner city at a blinding speed.

---

"M–Mitch!" Robin had broke out into a run where Butch had dropped the brunette boy at, Blossom and Miguel were right behind her. Robin didn't give Mitch any chance to prepare himself before throwing herself at him. For someone that's supposed to take being tackled on a regular by guys bigger than him, he sure did stumble when a teeny Robin threw her arms around his waist. She didn't even care that the boy was a sweaty stinky mess.

Butch had floated down next to the pair with a smug grin plastered across his face. "Mitch, you son of a bitch!" His baritone laughter had caught the brunettes attention. "What the hell were you still doing under there?"

With Robin's arms still around him, Mitch took off his helmet and spit out his mouth guard. He shook the sweat and musk out of his hair and turned to the Ruff with a smirk of his own.

"I was making a touchdown." He shrugged and erupted with even more laughter.

Miguel gave the idiot a dull look.

Blossom chose to not say anything. Everything she wanted to say was nothing nice. In fact, she was pissed off that the boy was willing to put his life on the line for a stupid game.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!" Robin belted out. Indignance was written all over her face as she shoved herself away from Mitch.

Blossom smiled. This is why she loved Robin–minus her choice in language.

"YOU WERE ABOUT TO GET CRUSHED TO DEATH FOR A FUCKING TOUCHDOWN!?"

Butch was cackling. "You're so dead, bro."

Mitch held a shaky hand out in front of him. He looked scared of the irate girl in front of him. "Now, Robin…"

She viciously slapped his arm away. "SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Robin was pissed beyond belief. She started to punch and kick every exposed piece of flesh the boy had. "You. Stupid." WHACK! She slapped his sweaty arm. Mitch screamed. It stung. "Fucking. Idiot!" When she was done throttling him, she jumped up and grabbed him by his hair. The teens watched as the angry brunette dragged Mitch away towards the exit, screaming at him the whole way.

Butch ceased his laughter, and frowned after the two. "Do I get a thank you, at least?"

Abruptly, Robin turned and shot a glare at him. "NO! YOU SHOULD'VE LET HIS ASS DIE!" She barked, still dragging a yelling Mitch away. Every time Mitch tried to say something, she'll pop him upside his head.

Miguel pointed after them, looking towards Blossom. "I should probably go after them." Blossom shortly nodded. Someone needed to make sure they all got to safety in one piece.

With Miguel gone now too, that just left her and Butch. Blossom sighed. She really didn't want to do this but it was the right thing to do. "Butch,"

Butch arched one of his thick brows at the redhead's soft tone. For a dumb moment, he didn't even think she was truly speaking to him. He couldn't remember a time when the girl had ever directly spoken to him or used his actual name for that matter, unless a insult was coming right after it. It left a funny feeling in his stomach.

Blossom mustered up all the strength in her body to speak her next sentence. The words were on the tip of her tongue but they felt odd rolling off of it, since being directed to the boy in front of her. Butch was rude, arrogant, and all in all a complete jerk, but today, he actually did something commendable.

Chewing on the inside of her cheek, Blossom stared inquisitively at Butch. "Thank you…"

Butch stood there dumbfounded with his eyes wide in bewilderment. Blossom had to turn away. This was all so weird to her. She pressed a closed fist to her lips and coughed. "For saving Mitch, I mean. Thank you."

What the fuck? Butch just gaped at her, not knowing what to say. What was he supposed to say? He suddenly forgot how to speak. Was the, Blossom Utonium, showing gratitude towards him? Butch blinked twice. Blossom still wasn't looking at him, still glaring off into the distance with a look of impatience on her face.

Butch mentally cursed. He was supposed to say something right? Like, you're welcome and shit? Shit. Well, he got the shit part down. He brushed a hand behind his head, awkwardly staring up at the floating Puff.

His words came out like a question. "Uhh...hmm...y–you're welcome?"

Blossom tersely nodded. Still floating. Still chewing on her inner cheek. Still not looking at him.

Butch dryly swallowed. Fuck, this is weird as shit. He felt like some wuss; being nice to a Puff. A Puff that got on his nerves almost daily. So to save face, he did what he knew best.

Butch snorted. "You should probably go now...go save the city and all that prissy goody two shoes shit that you and your sisters do." She frowned at his snarky tone.

This is what you get for being nice for once, Blossom.

Before she could retort with something smart, her super hearing picked up on a distant roar emanating in the background, from deeper in the city. Blossom indignantly sighed. She didn't have time for Butch and his childishness. She had a job to do.

Throwing one last glare at him, she left him with one final word, "Whatever!"

Then she shot off into the sky, following behind Bubbles faint blue streak.

---

"Woo, can you try to be more careful!" Princess screeched behind Woo's back. It's not like the girl didn't have a entire human being on her shoulder...noo. Every time the feline ducked and whizzed through the trampede of people, the feline's elbow pressed hard into her stomach. Princess was surprised she hadn't thrown up yet.

She was also surprised with Woo's stamina and speed. Impressed even. Woo has been carrying her across her shoulder for several minutes now without a falter or slip in her step.

Then again...Woo was a team leader for the Ground Teams. So it was a rational that the childish mouthy girl was strong.

It probably also had to do with her eagerness of fighting whatever what was stomping through the city at the moment. Knowing Woo...Princess chose the ladder.

"Prinny~"

Princess winced at the repulsive nickname and then abruptly grunted when Woo hit a sharp right. Princess roughly gripped the back of Woo's shirt and growled, "What, Woo?"

"What's my surprise?" Woo sweetly sang, never breaking her stride.

"You'll–OW–see when we get to the school." Princess grunted in pain. Woo's shoulder was brutal.

Whining agitably, Woo had sidestepped another oncoming person. The people around her were a blur as she ran but her reflexes were at their peak. Her keen hazel eyes darted from left to right for any openings that she could squeeze herself and her squeaky passenger into without slowing down. So far, she was doing okay. She could just make out the exit up ahead that lead to the parking lot. All she had to do was make a hasty steer to the left, a little squeeze between these two guys, and...try not to trip over a fallen woman that just appeared out of nowhere.

Too late.

"AGHHH!"

Princess was violently thrown out of Woo's arms as the feline went skidding away under people's legs. For a few seconds the curly redhead was airborne, just waiting to for some poor individual to break her fall; or worse, fall flat on her face. Princess eyes were sealed shut, just waiting for her impending doom.

The painful impact never came though. Surprisingly she found herself in what felt like a strong pair of arms. With her eyes still closed, she took one of her manicured fingers and poked around. Whatever she was touching was hard and fleshy. She poked some more. Okay, this is definitely an arm. Some more continued poking. And this is a chest. Her finger trailed lower. Okay, this is a ab. Two. Three. Four, five, six...ooooh!

"Boomer, why is this girl feeling you up?"

Princess's eyes popped open. She looked up at her savior and sure enough, she was looking into a familiar pair of glowing cerulean eyes. Oh hell no.

Boomer smirked. "Sup' Princess? Nice of you to drop in."

Princess shoved herself out of the blondes arms because no, no, no this wasn't happening to her right now. "Boomer, what the hell!" She sputtered, viciously hitting his arms and chest with her fist and purse. "Why didn't you say anything?!" She stopped hitting him but Boomer kept her close so she'll avoid getting trampled by the people rushing by them.

His smirk morphed into a cheeky smile. "Well, you seemed like you were enjoying yourself so–"

He was cut off by the toe of Princess's matching Gucci sneaker forcefully connecting with his ankle. Boomer doubled over in pain with a yelp and that's when Princess noticed the small bluenette standing close behind him. The two girls stared at each other quizzically, sizing one another up.

Out of the crowd, Woo squeezed herself through. Her black form fitting jumper was muddled with dirt and grime and all in all, she looked absolutely livid. She was much too angry to care about the blonde Ruff and blue haired girl that was centered around Princess. Alice grinned at the familiar face.

"That was by far, the worst landing of my life." She gritted out, coming beside the redhead while dusting herself off. Her harsh eyes veered to a pristine Princess and even more irritation crossed her face. She was sure that they both would've been sent spiraling to the ground. "Princess, how the hell don't you have a scratch on you!?"

"Woo!" Alice beamed.

Hazel eyes found chocolate ones.

Woo blinked, finally having paid attention to the girl. "Alice!"

Princess turned to Woo with a arched brow. "Alice?"

Boomer rose from caressing his sore ankle. He glared bitterly at the redhead. "Princess, this is Alice." Princess's eyes locked with Alice's. "Alice, this is my friend Princess. The loaded one."

Alice had a look on her face that Princess couldn't quite place. The first thing Princess inquisitive eyes noticed was that the girl's so called friendly smile was off. As if it was practiced in front of a mirror for hours. Alice's brown eyes were transparent as they were supposed to appear to light up with joy. But the only thing Princess felt was a cold bitter void. Oh yes. Princess could see right through this child and understood fully why Robin acted the way she did.

Alice was rotten; like a bright red apple, decaying from the inside but spotless on the outside. Rotten to the core.

And Princess wanted the girl to have no parts with any of her best friends.

But...judging by the looks of Boomer, he was already very fond of the girl. And knowing Bubbles sweet nature, she was most likely without a doubt too. Bubbles and Boomer were a lot alike when it came to things that they cared for. To put it simple: you absolutely do not mess with the things they loved or dare to face dire consequences.

She'll have to be smart about this.

A soft smile spread across Princess's lips. Alice wasn't the only who mastered the art of being two faced. Princess may have matured, but she still was a manipulative bitch when needed to be.

"Ohh, so you're Princess!" Alice beamed, hopping on her tippy toes to see over a complaining Rowdyruff. She wanted to get a good look at the redhead before her. "Boomer and Butch were telling me a little about you on our way here.

Princess glanced up at Boomer and he had the audacity to scowl back at her. She wanted to curse the boy out for telling this stranger anything about her. "Really? You'll have to tell me about it some time." Her tone had some bite in it. "I'm just dying to know."

"Uhh...Princess, we kind of have somewhere to be. Remember?" Woo's pressing interruption had cut their conversation short. Smiling down at the bluenette, she winked at her. "We're going to have to chat later, kiddo." And before Princess could object, Woo was already whisking her away.

Alice watched closely as they disappeared behind the mass of people. With a small pout on her lips, her eyes narrowed. She wanted to pick Princess's mind for a few minutes but that would have to be put on a back burner for now. For now, she wondered where the two girls were rushing off to.

Alice tugged gently on the hem of Boomer's shirt. When their eyes finally locked, Alice smiled sheepishly. "I wonder where they're going?"

Boomer spit at the ground, grimacing. He knew exactly where the two girls were off to. "Princess and the cat–"

"Woo." Alice kindly corrected him.

Boomer rolled his eyes at her. "Woo," He said in a snarky manner. "are most likely headed back to school to gather the Ground Team members to go fight."

Alice nodded. She knew little of the Ground Teams from eavesdropping on a few conversations at school. From what she heard, the teams were made up of some of the strongest kids in the school. Alice's eyes glimmered, her pupils stretched just slightly before reverting back to normal size. She wanted to see up close and personal just how strong these people were. The Powerpuff Girls, included.

Both of her hands gripped Boomer's shirt now, fisting it roughly between her small fingers. "I want to see." She spouted eagerly, jumping up and down. If she was a puppy, her tail would be wagging vigorously.

Boomer watched her with his brows scrunched up in the most utmost bewilderment. He knew Alice was an easy excitable little girl but for something like this? Did she not feel the earth shake below them? Did she not see all of the people running for their lives, screaming their heads off? Then there was Bubbles, the girl had told him to take Alice as far as possible from here.

"I don't know, Alice…"

Alice pouted and moaned. "C'mon Boomer, I want to see Bubbles and her sisters fight up close!" She urged on, flashing him her puppy dog eyes.

Boomer shook away the persuasion that was creeping up his shoulder. He couldn't let Alice win him over...no matter how adorable she looked right now. "Bubbles told me to get you as far away from here as possible." He stated firmly, the baritone in his voice emanating from his throat. He looked Alice dead in the eyes. "Plus, it's too dangerous for you Alice. You could get hurt, or worse."

Alice's brows knitted together.

You know, usually when someone adds the "or worse" part, the person usually gets the memo and backs down because "or worse" nine times out of ten means death. And although death maybe inevitable in life, no one wants to meet the son of a bitch before it's their time. Or if it's completely avoidable...like now.

So the fact that this little blue haired midget is looking at Boomer like he had just said the most hilarious thing in the world is really beyond him.

Alice snorted. "Since when have you ever gave a crap about what Bubbles said?" She snickered snarkishly. She wasn't saying it be mean but...she did have a point. "And how am I going to be in any danger if you're around?" She crossed her arms, a snooty smirk on her face as she peered up at him.

Boomer's tongue kissed the back of his teeth. "You never know what could happen, Alice. Something could go seriously wrong." He released a gruff sigh. "Townsville is famous for unexpected crazy shit happening." He should know. Once upon a time, he was a part of those crazy unexpected shits.

Her smirk only grew. "We're only going to watch." Alice coaxed fervently. "We'll be a safe distance away."

Boomer's eyes narrowed. He was all too ready to say no but Alice had cut him off before he could.

"How about just a peak for a few minutes? And If things get to crazy, then we can leave without a word from me." Alice placed a hand over her heart and grinned. "Scouts honor."

Boomer glared lightly at her, mulling it over within himself. He huffed through his nose before his face fell into a thoughtful frown. "Twenty minutes." He declared. "But, only twenty minutes and then were out of there." He could hear a livid Bubbles cursing him out now.

Alice beamed.

"Twenty minutes is all I need."

---

You always had to expect the unexpected when it came to Townsville. That was the only way to live if you chose the city as your home. Literally, the unimaginable was bound to happen during anytime of the week.

For instance, right now.

Just ten minutes ago, the city was just a normal city; skyscrapers, boutiques, businesses, and bustling people. Now, half the city was in ruins and the streets were littered with debris and screaming ant sized people running away haphazardly. Bubbles would've been in awe if she wasn't already used to all the drama.

Instead, she followed where everyone was running away from. The farther she flew into the city, the more wrecked it became. Buildings were toppled over or caved in and the streets had giant craters in them. On top of all the destruction, there was fire. Nearly every block she flew across was on fire and looked as if the whole street was...melting?

Bubbles visibly paled. Well, as much as she could considering the unbearable heat. She stopped to inspect the area, covering her mouth and nose with her hand to keep from inhaling the toxic fumes in the air. Forming a light sphere like shield around herself, she floated to the ground.

And on impact, the bottom of the shield began to sizzle from the smoking heat from the asphalt below her. In some areas, the street even bubbled like it was simmering soup.

Pop! Pop! Pop! Pop!

Bubbles grimaced at the sound of car tires bursting apart. Even the paint from the vehicles was starting to melt off the car's exterior. When Bubbles caught glimpse of the street signs bending over from the stress, she released a sigh.

She needed to put an end to this before the whole city was nothing more but a soupy mess.

ROOOOOOAAAAAAWWWWWRRR!

The blonde glared off into the distance where the roar suddenly echoed from. Whatever it was, it had to wait for a second before it met its timely death.

Kicking off the ground, Bubbles shot herself towards the nearest fire hydrant. With a swift kick, the top of the hydrant was knocked clean off and a uproar of water came viciously spraying out. At a rapid speed, Bubbles spun around the geiser. The speed of her flight created a small tornado that trapped the water in its clutches.

Inside the newly formed waterspout, Bubbles carefully moved down the streets, extinguishing any fires and cooling off the boiling streets. When she finally satisfied with her work, she halted in the air. And like clockwork, the waterspout dissipated and droplets of water rained over the streets. The once heated blocks were now fogged over from the earth around it cooling.

Bubbles smiled at her handy work. She deserved a pat on the back.

ROOOOOOOORAAAAAAAAAAWWWR!

The blonde cringed at the ominous howl. The damn thing sounded pissed. Bubbles hissed through her teeth. Why was it whenever a monster invaded Townsville, the creatures were always pissed beyond belief? What right did they have to be angry? They don't see humans invading Monster Island and go setting everything ablaze! Like, what did Townsville do to them?

Her and her sisters have probably wiped out, probably half of Monster Islands population by now but...it was totally justifiable. Even so, wouldn't that be good reason to stay away anyways? It's not like they actually accomplish anything or let alone, end up alive in the end. Hmm. Except for that one time Bubbles had nicely asked that one Godzilla looking monster to kindly leave...but that was so long ago. She wondered if he or she was fairing well these days.

Wait. Bubbles bit her lip. Do monsters even age? What if he or she is dead? She was frantic now. That's so sad. I hope he or she is still alive! What about it's kids? Oh no… Bubbles cupped her cheeks with her hands. What if it's family is all alone now? I couldn't imagine having no parent! Oh Godzilla monster, I hope you and your family is okay–

There was a deafening crash in the background.

She froze.

Bubbles shook her head furiously and then lightly slapped her cheeks with her hands. What the hell am I thinking? She mused to herself. Bubbles may have grown, but she was still a hopeless scatterbrain at times.

Glancing up at the murky sky, a pink streak had quickly shot by. Blossom was already here. That meant Bubbles had to get a move on if she didn't want to hear her older sister's mouth later on. A huge gust of wind was left behind where Bubbles once was and without delay, she had easily caught up to her fiery haired sister.

Blossom had already sensed her coming. "What kept you?" She inquired without even a glance. Her eyes were set in a glare as she gazed down at the city below her. The fires were getting bad but luckily, local fire departments were already on the job.

"Putting out a fire downtown." Bubbles answered quickly. "Whatever's attacking the city is really bringing the heat."

Blossom only nodded. Little words were spoken at times like this unless they were orders and even then they were brief and straight to the point. Blossom didn't dilly dally.

Through the smoke, Bubbles could make out the silhouette of a large figure: the source from all the menacing screeching she heard just minutes ago. Subconsciously, Bubbles clenched her jaw. Her and Blossom were descending upon the thing fast and alone. "Where's Buttercup? Are the Ground Teams on their way?" She asked anxiously, staring hard ahead.

"Buttercup shouldn't be too far behind and Woo and Princess went back to school to get the teams ready." Blossom had answered, paying no mind to the wariness in her sister's tone. She had a pensive expression on her face as she stared at the silhouette of the beast. It was monstrously huge! Nearly the size of skyscraper! A tinge of worry went through the redheaded leader. Something of that capacity could easily flatten the whole city if it wanted to. The thing already trampled through part of it, leaving craters the size of a small house in its foot falls, along with all the fire it left behind. Blossom needed think of a way to get the thing out of the city and fast before the damages to the city became horrendous.

Blossom and Bubbles small forms entered through the large cloud of smoke that blanketed the air. On the other side, the girls stilled.

ROOOOOOAAAAWWWWRRRRR!

In midair, the two superheroines gaped. Just as Blossom thought, the monster was huge. Larger than she expected actually and what made things worse...the creature had the nerve to have not one, but three heads! The monster resembled a wingless dragon. Like the Hydra that Hercules defeated in one of the Greek mythology books that Blossom had stumbled upon one day in the library. Only this monstrosity had three heads compared to the Hydra that had nine or six.

Blossom swallowed stiffly. She fervently hoped that the monster before her and the Hydra from the myth didn't share the trait of being able to double its heads once chopped off or her and her sisters were going to be in serious trouble.

But a myth was a myth of course, and this…

ROOOAAAAAAAWWWRAAAAOOOOR!

–was real life.

Blossom's face was set in a deep scowl as she sized up the creature. Gone, was the intimidation she felt just moments ago. This thing was in her home, destroying her city, and endangering the lives of people she vowed to protect. The bastard had to go. Townsville's closed today.

"Bubbles, were changing scenery." The blonde arched a brow at her sister, not understanding what she meant. Crossing her arms, Blossom finally faced her with stony light pink eyes. "Let's get this thing to the beach before it causes anymore damage. I want it out of my city like yesterday."

Bubbles liked the plan, she really did. But there was only one thing…

Bubbles glanced below her and bit her lip. She was wondering just how the heck were the two of them supposed to get the thing to the beach? The lizard, dragon thing was way too big for just the two of them to just carry. And Bubbles highly doubted that the thing was carelessly just going to let them whisk it away. The canines in the monster's three mouths looked razor sharp and their jaws looked strong enough to snap bones in half like skinny twigs. On top of that, the things breathed fire! Bubbles didn't know about Blossom, but she actually really liked her bones and skin. Thank you very much!

Bubbles looked rather pale considering all the heat around her. "So...um, how do you suggest we get it there?"

Blossom stared at her unblinkingly. "We need to bait it." She said it like it was the most simplest thing in the world. Easy-peezy!

Bubbles wanted to laugh because...How did I know that she would say that? "So who's going to be the bait?" She inquired, even though already knowing the answer. She wanted to cry.

"Well obviously you, Bubbles. You are the fastest." Blossom had the gall to state that matter of factly. Taking a deep breath, Bubbles sucked up all her complaints. It wasn't like she could tell Blossom no.

"I'm going to grab it's–"

Not even before she could finish her sentence, Blossom had shot a series of laser beams at the beast, searing its scales across its back. One by one, three heads peered up at the culprit and Bubbles swore she stopped breathing in that moment because...lord, did the things look menacing and they glowering right at them.

Bubbles sputtered frantically over her words. "Bl–Bl–Blossom...I think you just pissed them off." One of the heads of the monsters mouth started to fill with smoke, growling viciously up at the two girls. Blossom eyes narrowed. The bastard was preparing to barbecue them.

Thinking quickly, Blossom shoved Bubbles out of the way and a half a second later, a stream of fire was between them. Perspiration immediately formed on the girl's brows. That's how hot the fire was. Blossom hissed out her ire and threw another energy beam to make the monster close it's trap. It's other two friends roared out after seeing their brethren coil back in a gurrtal whine.

"BUBBLES, MOVE YOUR BUTT BEFORE IT'S FRIED!"

Bubbles normal reaction time was a second off, but she moved nonetheless. She moved hastily through the rapid spouts of flames that the three headed beast breathed at them, blasting them with energy beams and her eye beams. Blossom back her up as best she could, creating a opening so her blonde sister could get close to the monster to grab each heads attention.

Bubbles flew straight for the middle head. With her fist raised, she channeled her inner Buttercup and with her fist glowing with a overwhelming amount of light blue energy, she punched the middle head directly in its snout! It's head volleyed side to side, knocking violently against his brothers heads like a pendulum.

Blossom grinned triumphantly. That was for sure to get the monsters attention. But slowly...her smug smile started to fall. As the beasts head started to regain their posture, a low deep growl emitted from their large throats. The sound vibrated through the air and shook the burning buildings around them. Bubbles floated front and center in front of it, watching the heads coil back, growling with smoke pouring out of their clenched jaws. The monsters eyes flowed dangerously and it wasn't until they set their blazing eyes on Bubbles did she begin to warily float back.

ROOOOOOOAAAWWWWWRRRRRRR!

They saw this. Sensing her fear, the three heads viciously shot out at her with their long necks, snapping their large jaws down at the blonde. Bubbles legs were missed by only a centimeter as she quickly teleported far out of the monsters reach. She felt like her heart was about to jump out of her chest.

"Holy crap…" Bubbles breathed. Her eyes were wide and frantic, locked with each head of the monsters as they snapped their jaws and blew fire at her.

"BUBBLES GO!" Bubbles neck immediately snapped to Blossom. "NOW!" The redhead barked viciously and without delay, Bubbles shot off towards the direction of the beach. The monster stared after figure for few seconds, looking appalled that its prey had gotten away, before releasing a deafening roar and falling on all fours to give chase to the small blonde. The thing was on a mission as it crashed through buildings and smashed up the streets, spitting fire the whole way.

Blossom sighed heavily with her shoulders slumping. The monster was soon going to be out the city but the damage it left behind was going to be disastrous. Townsville was going to be under construction for weeks after this attack, even with her and her sisters help! But she couldn't think about that right now...right now, there was a three headed Hydra beast that needed slaying.

But before she went after her youngest sister, Blossom chanced a peek down below her and cringed. The ground below her looked like hell on earth; like the devil threw up flames all over Townsville. Again, Blossom sighed before glancing down the street where Bubbles and the monster escaped to.

A icy chill escaped her parted lips. Bubbles would be fine for just a few minutes on her own, right?

---

Blossom was wrong.

Bubbles was definitely not fine.

Gold curls whipped violently around her; her lovely hat had been burnt to a crisp not too long ago. Which brought Bubbles to the thought; how the hell does Brick manage to keep his on all the time and come out unscathed? It had to be some kind of secret art to the thing.

Bubbles viciously ripped from her thoughts when a gush of fire exploded to the left of her. The flames nipped at her legs as she spun away at the last second. The creatures roared out their anger for missing their target for the umpteenth time. The beast on the right, head shot at her with open jaws and Bubbles reflexes took over. As the things jaws snapped down, Bubbles quickly back flipped out the way. Coming out of her flip, she shot two energy beams at the monsters snout, sending it back with its brothers. It's brothers howled their rage and immediately sped up to keep up with their target, crashing through the streets with its limbs flying into and destroying anything in its way to get at Bubbles.

ROOOOAAAAAAWWWWRRRRR!

Glancing back, Bubbles had to admire the things determination on trying to kill her. It had been chasing her for several minutes now without a hinder to its focus on her. She could really use some pointers from this thing when it came to procrastination. Speaking of procrastinating…

Where the heck is Buttercup? And where's the Ground Team's? She could really use the extra help right about now. It wasn't like she was being chased by a three headed, fire breathing demogorgon or anything...nope. Haha!

Bubbles swerved to the right, dodging yet another snap of the creatures jaws. Bubbles jaw clenched. I am so screwed…

"YO BUBBLES!"

Bubbles didn't stop her flightpath but she did turn, flying backwards. A large grin spread across her face as she took in the person above the running beast. She would jump for joy if there wasn't the threat of getting her head bit off or skin burnt to black. "BUTTERCUP! I'M SO HAPPY TO SEE YOU!"

"WHAT THE HELL IS THIS THING?" Buttercup bellowed back, gaping at the creature below her. "DID HELL JUST CASUALLY OPEN UP ITS GATES TODAY?!"

Buttercup flew a steady pace above them. Her eyes were enthralled by the three headed dragon creature below her. It hasn't yet noticed her, its attention was still dead set on her baby sister. Damn this thing is focused! She watched as the two heads on left and right tried slamming their heads together to crush Bubbles in between them. The creatures snarled bitterly as they watched Bubbles narrowly escape.

When Buttercup caught the head in the middle gearing up to spew fire at her baby sister, she released a growl of her own. Lifting her elbow up, Buttercup turned to her side, and with the force of a plane falling from the sky, she came crashing into the monster's back with a bone shattering elbow drop and roaring battle cry.

The squeal that the creature choked out made Bubbles stop abruptly. Her whole body whipped around and then her jaw promptly dropped. Actually, she wanted to scream but sadly, nothing came out. Buttercup had successfully destroyed another block. Yes, she may have injured the demogorgon but fucking hell, there was better ways of going about it. Now 10th street was completely decimated. This was exactly what Blossom was trying to avoid.

Dust and debri filled the air where the monster collapsed; a pitiful whine emitting from the three heads. It was down but it wasn't out for good. Out of the dust came a neon green streak, slicing through the air, stopping right beside Bubbles.

Buttercup had the audacity to look smug as she rolled her shoulders to get the kinks out. She grinned. "You good, Bubz?"

"ARE YOU INSANE?!" The blonde snarled between her teeth. Buttercup's grin instantly fell. "BLOSSOM IS GOING TO KILL US!" Now Bubbles was wildly flailing her arms about. "She told me to get the thing to the beach and then we'll take it on there."

Buttercup's forehead creased with anger. "Well, next time I'll just let your ass get barbecued!" She spat venomously. She furiously threw her arms up. "This is what I get for saving your ungrateful ass! And where the hell is Blossom anyways!?"

Bubbles eyes narrowed. Good question. She crossed her arms over her chest. Blossom was supposed to be right behind her but where was she? Not right behind her. "She was supposed to be watching my back. I left her not too long ago."

Buttercup simply facepalmed. And Blossom's supposed to be the responsible one…responsible my fucking ass.

Bubbles just shook her head and sighed. Putting Blossom aside; they had much bigger things to worry about. Like, the three headed demogorgon that was surely but slowly starting to get back on its feet. What's worse? It sounded even more pissed than before. Crap.

GRRAAAAAAARRRRRRRR...

"Did you perhaps see the Ground Teams on your flight over?"

Buttercup nodded. "Yeah." Bubbles sighed with relief. "But most of the teams were helping people evacuate and putting out fires." Bubbles head fell.

"What about the team leaders? Where's Izekiel? Cecilia? Cam? Woo? Lance?"

Buttercup carelessly shrugged. "Only person I seen was Woo riding around on a bike."

The brows on Bubbles head furrowed. "Bike?"

As soon as the word left Bubbles mouth, a series of explosions had went off behind them. Specifically, in the direction where they had left the monster. The girls openly balked at what they were seeing.

"WHOOOOOOOHOOOOOO!" Woo had rambunctiously screamed on top of the shiny black motorcycle. Her hand squeezed the throttle of the bike as she pressed hard on the gas. Behind her, the speeding vehicle dropped tiny explosives that packed more punch than what they looked. The explosives went off one by one next to the beasts feet, causing it to crumble right back down to the ground with a howl filled with pain. She swerved effortlessly through the debris on the ground and popped wheelies as the explosions went off around her. The scene looked like something out of a Mission Impossible movie.

Bubbles felt her eye twitch. "Who the heck gave her a motorcycle...with explosives?" Her eyes squinted together as she got a closer look at the shiny metal. "Are those missiles?!"

Buttercup just looked on, dumbfounded. "I didn't even know she knew how to ride a motorcycle." She gaped. "She barely knows how to drive a car."

ROOOOOOOOAAAAAAWWWWWWRRAAAAR!

Bubbles and Buttercup stared in horror as the monster clawed the earth and the crumbled buildings around it to pull itself to its feet. The demogorgondragonhellspawn monster was pissed beyond belief. The girls watched as the creature stretched each of its long necks out, the eyes of the beasts had their eyes set straight on Woo.

Buttercup's eyes bugged out of her head. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck–"

"OH GOD! WOO PUT THE THING IN OVERDRIVE!" Bubbles screeched out. Her and Buttercup had already kicked into action, racing to grab Woo before she was turned into toast or worse...lunch.

Upon hearing Bubbles scream her name, Woo's head veered up in surprise. Her eyes immediately went wide. She wasn't expecting two of her friends flying at her at full speed. She didn't know whether to get out of the way or–

FWWWOOOOSHHH!

Woo ducked her head at the last possible second before she became cremated. The tips of her ears were slightly singed from the heat of the fire that was shot right where her head had been. Her breath was caught in her throat as she mentally thanked the heavens above. Being the curious kitty she was, Woo craned her neck to get a look behind her–"Oh my fuck…"–and immediately wish she hadn't.

Coming up fast, was the three monstrous heads of the demon with mouths pulled back in a nasty snarl. Smoke spilled out of their nostrils and clenched teeth as they glowered maliciously at the small feline. If Woo was a normal person, she might've fainted…but she wasn't. Shaking off the fear that was creeping up her spine, Woo's clawed finger flipped a switch on the handle of the bike. Once flipped, fire poured out of the muffler and the bike jolted forward. The tires screeched out as the tires moved against the asphalt at a insane speed. Woo felt like her face was going to rip right off from the force of the winds. She should've listened to Princess when she told her to wear a helmet.

"But helmets aren't cool!" She remembered whining and she remembered Princess sucking her teeth and muttering something about her funeral or something. Woo hoped that Princess prepared the finest fabrics for her to wear to it because today might be the day she actually kicks the bucket. She firmly believed that until she felt her body and the bike lift off the ground.

Woo blinked rapidly at the feeling of a strong arm wrapped securely around her waist. Her feet dangled loosely in the air as whoever had saved her, floated up to a safety. Woo glanced to the left of her to see that the bike Princess gifted her dangled in the air, effortlessly being held in her savior's hand like it was feather. She concluded that whoever had saved had to be strong–very strong.

"WOO!" She heard what sounded like Bubbles scream. Woo craned her neck and saw Bubbles and Buttercup coming but oddly stop in midair. Their faces were set with bewilderment as they gawked at her captor. Woo arched a brow.

She opened her mouth at ask them what their problem was but the deep–but strangely familiar–voice above beat her to it. Woo could practically feel the arrogance emitting off the boy and when he finally spoke, she instantly felt her stomach drop.

"Aren't you guys supposed to be good at saving the day?"

Buttercup fiercely pointed a finger. "Y–YOU!" She shouted, finding her voice. "What the hell are you doing here?"

Butch dully rolled his eyes at her, not even giving the girl a second look. Instead, he peered down at the girl and bike in his grasp. "Princess would be pretty pissed if she found out that one of toys were destroyed." He said with a shrug.

Appalled, Woo's jaw fell open. This motherfucker. She glared up at Butch. "You know what? You can just go ahead and drop me. I had just come to terms with dying anyways." Butch scoffed at her brazenness, not believing a word she said.

"You know most people say thank you when someone saves their ass."

"I rather die." Woo hissed between her teeth. "Now drop my ass so I can do just that!"

Catching her breath, Bubbles ran a shaky hand across her face to wipe some sweat away. "Woo, be quiet…" She set her icy eyes on a misplaced Butch next. "What are you doing here, Butch?"

"Wow. I save your cat and the first thing you ask me is what i'm doing here, Blondie?" Butch feigned hurt, his face set in a teasing frown. "That's pretty fucked up…"

Buttercup looked him up and down, grimacing. "The fuck did you want? A thank you?" She quipped harshly.

Bubbles turned a frantic eye towards her sister before flipping back to impish looking Butch. "Buttercup…" The last thing she needed was the two to start brawling.

Butch smiled crookedly, leaning towards his green counterpart. "Well that's the correct way to respond in a situation like this." He peered down st the feline in his hold. "Speaking of which, you should really teach your cat some manners."

A growl vibrated through Buttercup's throat. "I wish Robin would've maced your ass some more." Butch's smile was immediately replaced with a scowl at the recent memory.

"Uhh, guys…" Woo's eyes were downcasted with worry towards the ground. The creature did not look happy about losing its prey. The three heads snapped their jaws at them and blew flames up at them, desperately trying to obliterate them out of the sky.

"You know I can always drop her, right?" Butch idly shook the girl tucked between his arm causing Woo to suddenly yelp and Bubbles eyes to widen with panic.

Buttercup's fist glowed fiercely as she scowled at Butch. "You wouldn't dare." A slow smirk made its way onto Butch's face. He always did love a challenge. Woo screamed as she felt his grip around her loosen just slightly.

Instinctively, Woo dug her claws into Butch's arm. He didn't even flinch. "WOAH! WOAH! WOAH! Let's relax! Let's not do anything crazy!" Butch raised a brow at her, a wicked grin plastered on his face.

"Just a minute ago you didn't mind dying," His eyes glinted with mischief. "Even told me to drop you."

RRROOOOAAAAAAWWWWWWWRRRRRR!

Woo gulped. "I suddenly had a change of heart."

Suddenly a blue streak whizzed around them, and Butch was relieved of Woo and the bike. Butch stared dumbly at his now empty arms before glaring up Bubbles who had Woo and the bike tucked safely in her arms. The two glared at each other.

"Thank you." Bubbles spat through her teeth. This was the second time the brute had saved one of her friends, so he did deserve some kind of gratitude even though he was being an ass about the whole ordeal.

Buttercup's nose crinkled. "Seriously, Bubbles–" Bubbles eyes narrowed on her next, shutting her green sister up.

"Now is not the time," She glanced down. "nor the place. We have to get that thing to the beach so we can get rid of it and before Blossom finds out that I haven't done my job yet." She sighed glumly.

With his smirk only growing, Butch began cracking his knuckles. "So the beach, huh?" The three girls balked at him.

"Nobody was fucking talking to you." Buttercup growled but her words fell on deaf ears. Butch's eyes were already glowing with energy as he grinned manically down at the monster below them. Before any of them can stop him, Butch had already nose dived through the air, leaving nothing but a gust of wind behind.

Bubbles gaped, utterly horrified.

Buttercup eyes glowed with venomously. After today, she was not going to have a counterpart and with no warning at all, she took off after Butch. She screamed at the top of her lungs the whole way down. "BUTCH, YOU STUPID FUCK! GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE!"

Staring after them with her eyes wide with pity, Woo shook her head. Because when Blossom finally shows up and sees all the chaos they caused...she was going to murder them all.

"So...Bubbles, what color do you want your casket to be?"

---

"I think here should be a safe distance away."

Boomer grunted in response as he landed on probably one of the only buildings that wasn't on fire in downtown Townsville. Alice hopped off his back all too eager to get a glimpse of her favorite superheroines in action. The bluenette beamed as she raced to the ledge of the skyscrapers roof, watching with excitement as the three headed lizard stormed through the city's streets after Bubbles. Alice looked on with awe. This was her first time seeing an actual monster up close. She knew they were massive but when you were this close, it was surreal. Her nails dig into the sky scrapers ledge, a feeling she couldn't explain bubbling inside her chest.

"Wow! Bubbles is really fast!" Alice enthused breathlessly. She could only make out her blonde friends streak, but that didn't deter her excitement.

Boomer snorted. With his hands tucked in his pockets, he sauntered up beside ecstatic girl. Unlike Alice, his sharp eyes could make out more than the girls light blue streak. Looking closer, he could see the clear and utter panic on the blondes face as the beast gained on her. He watched her intently.

"She isn't flying fast enough," He murmured lowly. "if she wants to live, that is."

Alice smiled, glancing at him from the corner of her eye. "I'm sure she has her reason." Boomer sharply sucked his teeth.

"She's an idiot. She should just keep up her shield instead of expending energy by dodging–" He was cut short when he watched as one the heads of the monster snap its jaws onto her, narrowly missing her ankles as backflipped in the air. Alice's lips curved into a smirk.

"I don't think a shield would do any good if she was swallowed whole." She conceded in a smug tone.

Boomer pursed his lips. "Shut up."

Alice giggled, turning away from a pouting Boomer and back to Bubbles. "I think she wants the thing to chase her. Maybe this is apart of the plan."

Boomer leaned idly on the ledge, placing his chin in his palm. "I guess." He muttered gruffly, losing all interest in the girl and the monster chasing after her. For all he cared, she could actually get swallowed whole or burnt to a crisp. Didn't matter much to him; in twenty minutes they'll be gone anyways.

ROOOOAAAAAAWWWWRRRRR

"Oh, look!" Alice suddenly beamed, pointing excitedly at the green streak high in the sky. "Buttercup's here!" Boomer rolled his eyes.

"Hooray." He cheered plainly, he even limply waved his hands in the air before resting them back where they were. Another person I couldn't give a damn about. Alice frowned at him. Boomer and his joy kill attitude was about to get thrown right off that building.

"You know, Boomer…" Alice started with a glare. Cerulean irises turned to her. "You really suck."

His eyes shun with a hint of mischief. "And you have twelve more minutes." Alice huffed and promptly turned away, pouting. She grumbled something under her breath about him being a dick, knowing he could hear her and Boomer sniggered. "You're also a brat. A spoiled one at that."

Alice flipped him off, not even bothering with looking at him. The sight of her tiny middle finger made a rumble of laughter release from Boomer's throat.

Alice scowled, not finding anything funny. "Screw–HOLY SHIT!"

BOOM!

Alice and Boomer's gazes instantly shot to where they heard the loud echo from. Their eyebrows stretched to their hairlines when they were met with a huge cloud of dust, along with a pained cry from lizard beast. A faint blue streak was still left over, leading to a floating Bubbles, just gawking at the disaster. Boomer squinted. Bubbles looked shocked, stupefied even as she floated there like a deer caught in headlights.

Alice whistled, staring in amazement as Buttercup's person cut through the thick dust and debris. "Well shit. I see why she's called the toughest fighter."

Boomer chortled dimly, shaking his head. "Don't let Butch hear you say that."

Alice smirked. "I'm bet she could give him a run for his money." She mused, her eyelids slanting ever so slightly.

"HA!" Boomer cackled. "That's cute." Their attention was brought back to the fight when a series of rapid explosions went off. Boomer raised a brow. He never once seen Blossom fly in or at least sense her coming. So who–

"Woo can ride a motorcycle?" Alice inquired dubiously, stretching her neck back. She gaped at Boomer. "What the hell kind of motorcycle has bombs in it? Is that even legal? Safe?"

ROOOOOOOOAAAAAAWWWWWWRRAAAAR

Boomer blinked rapidly, as if to clear his already pristine, Chemical X induced eyes. He watched the shiny black bike cut through the haphazard street. On the side of it, Boomer could just make out the small, Morbucks Inc. logo, specifically branded with a small tiara running through the words. Boomer mentally cursed. Of course the thing was one of Princess's designs. The only thing he was mad about was the fact that the girl gave it to fucking Woo. Princess always gave the good shit to the girls.

Boomer pouted like a kid, looking much like Alice at the moment. He wanted a freaking motorcycle with bombs in it too!

Alice suddenly gasped, clutching at the ledge. "Oh my god! Oh my god! Woo's in trouble!" Alice cried, her legs shaking as her eyes were wide with fear. Boomer stared at, not knowing whether or not to grab her in case she decided to jump off the edge. Which she actually looked like she might just do. Her hopping up and down was beginning to make him anxious.

He took a precautious step towards the frantic bluenette. "Alice, relax. Bubbles and Buttercup are there." He glanced there way. The two superheroines were flying their fastest to reach the facing feline who just activated the bikes rocket boosters. The monsters behind her were dangerously close to snapping their jaws onto her. Boomer shook his head. Princess was going to be pissed she finds out about her bike. RIP Kitty though.

"BOOMER!" Alice abruptly grabbed Boomer's shirt, violently yanking it about. "You have to do something before it's too late!" Boomer looked at her as if she was crazy.

"What the hell could I do?!" He choked, thrashing as Alice shook him. They weren't far away from the tragedy just waiting to come but they were far enough that it would be too late for Boomer to do anything even if he wanted to...which he didn't. Besides, the cat girl would be fine. Boomer heard enough stories around school about how she beat death on multiple occasions.

Below him, Alice continued to vigorously shake him. "Ohmygod Boomer! This is bad! Bubbles and Buttercup aren't going to get to her in time! The things are going to eat her! Boomer do–oh wait," Alice rambling finally stopped and Boomer arched a brow that. Her gaze was transfixed on what was happening not too far away from them. She released Boomer with a drop of her hands. "Butch, saved her. Never mind."

Boomer was going to have whiplash later because his neck whipped right around at an unbelievable pace. "Butch!?" He repeated incredulously. He clearly didn't hear the girl right because there was no way in hell Butch would do such a thing.

"Yeah, Butch." Alice simply nodded, idly pointing a finger at the air where the superpowered teens floated. Boomer's jaw dropped. "You know, your brother? Green eyes? Black hair?" Her expression turned bitter. "The one who just so happened to confiscate my whole stash of condoms before we left campus." What kind of person first meets someone and then steals all their condoms? The audacity!

"You weren't going to need them anyway." The way Boomer stated that made it seem like a threat. Alice wanted to say something but with the look he was giving her, she thought it best if she just kept her comments to herself.

Focusing back on his brother, Boomer's forehead creased with bewilderment. What the hell is Butch doing here?

---

"BUTCH! STOP!"

"BLOSSOM IS GOING TO KILL US ALL, JUST SO YOU KNOW!"

"YOU DUMB MOTHERFUCK–"

Butch ignored the three pests that were following not too far behind him. Wind whipped past his ears as he cut through the air. The green Ruff cut to the right, dodging a fiery cloud aiming straight for him. The heat hugged him like a blanket; Butch grinned like a maniac. He welcomed it.

Honestly, the obsidian haired boy didn't have a explanation on why he was doing what he was doing right now. The girls were right. He really wasn't supposed to be there. Where he should've been was stuck in traffic, trying to get his truck out of the chaotic Townsville High parking lot. But who wanted to do that? Traffic was annoying. People in a frenzy, trying to evacuate were even more annoying.

Plus, he couldn't leave without Boomer and the shrimp. After Blossom had took off into the sky, he went to find the two, only to find Boomer flying in the direction of downtown Townsville with Alice in his arms. Now Butch wasn't exactly babysitter material but he knew that taking a kid to where a gigantic monster was lighting up the place was exactly what you're not supposed to do. The exact opposite of what you're supposed to do. Of course he went to follow them to drag them both back but that thought instantly left his mind when he noticed the terrible shape that downtown was in. Butch found himself just aimlessly wandering the burning streets, looking like a child in a toy story.

The sight sort of reminded him when him and his brothers were small, when they used to terrorize the city. Those were good memories. He mused. Besides the even more unbearable heat, Butch was honestly impressed with the destruction done in such a short period of time. It made him giddy just thinking about what kind of monstrosity could cause such damage.

And that's when he saw it.

The monster was humongous. Huge. Gigantic. It had three dragon like heads with necks that stretched far in the air. Butch was sure. He counted them like ten times. Flames spilled out of their mouths. Blazing flames. Pools of fire that melted anything it touched. Fire even hotter than Brick's. It's limbs tore through the city's buildings. It's tail smacked against anything it landed on, destroying it. Claws, slicing through cement and cinder blocks. The heads roar shook the city. A rumble that shook his chest; vibrating it as if he was next to a loudspeaker at party.

Butch tingled all over, or more like twitched. The little voice inside of him that he had been forced to shut away so long ago, called out to him.

Fight...you know you want to.

Fight...what are you waiting for?

Fight...DO IT! KILL IT, BUTCH!

It chanted. The voice repeated the word over and over and the more it said the god forsaken word, the louder it got. Butch let out a moan, sounding damn near sensual. The feeling was getting too hard to fight. The twitches were beginning to be erratic. Right about now, if Brick or Boomer were there, they would have to knock him out before the brute couldn't contain himself any longer. He hadn't felt like this in awhile. The last time being when he beat dog crap out of that shit for brains, Billy. The dick deserved it. Butch knows he isn't the most upstanding student, but at least he didn't go around beating people up for kicks. The act was completely grade school. There were far more other ways to flaunt your power. More satisfying and fulfilling ways than beating up some measly kid at school. If Butch was going to beat anything up. He was going to get his energy's worth.

Butch's eyes twinkled deviously as the sinister, maniac grin stretched across his face. He already decided what he was about to do. Though, he was positive he was going to be in some serious shit after...at least Townsville will be rid of another monster once again.

And then the day will be saved.

By Butch. The Rowdyruff Boy.

"BUTCH!" Buttercup screeched at the very top of her lungs. Her throat felt like it was on fire from all the screaming she was doing. "BUTCH, I KNOW YOUR ASS HEARS ME! STOP!" At this rate, she was going to lose her voice but she couldn't think of the consequences right now. She needed to stop the hard headed son of a bitch in front of her–and then get the other massive son of a bitch to the beach. And she had to get that all done before Blossom showed up and tore them all a new asshole. That thought alone accelerated her, weaving past a gust of flames. She was almost right on top of Butch with the speed she was going. Bubbles and Woo were a distant memory as she left them behind. Their forms vanishing behind a cloud of smoke.

"Damnit, Butch!" Buttercup swore harshly. She reached a hand out, planning to snag the boy by the back of his shirt. She was too late however. Right when the tips of her fingers brushed against Butch's shirt, she felt a wave of heat coming straight for her. Buttercup had to make a abrupt stop if she didn't want her arm to be turned to charcoal. Unfortunately for her, this meant Butch was able to get away. Buttercup didn't have time to curse before a reverberating growl had snatched away her attention. Turning her head, Buttercup was met with two large pair of red orbs. The orbs illuminated ominously through the dark ash filled cloud.

Buttercup felt sweat run down the sides of her face. Her eyes bulged out of their sockets, having been caught off guard. "Oh sh–" Rows of sharp teeth were headed straight for her.

ROOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAWWWWWRRRRR!

Buttercup faltered back, shielding her face with her arms. She didn't know what the thing ate, but it's breath was atrocious. Shaking away the stench, she focused her eyes back on the beast. She didn't know which one it was but it didn't matter much. Her eyes began to glow a hellish red. The heat building in her irises was just begging to be released. Buttercup threw her body forward with a cry, sending laser beam after laser beam at the scaly head. Her eye beams struck the creature in its open mouth, melting areas of the life side of its jaw. The monster's jaws snapped closed with a pained hiss as it fell back. Buttercup didn't waste no time with following up with another attack. She dove into the gray clouds and appeared not a second later right under the monster's jaw. Her small but powerful fist cracked upside the things jaw as she uppercutted it. The monsters head fell back with its tongue out, disappearing into the murky clouds.

ROOOOOOAAAAWWWR!

Buttercup swiped at her nose; a proud smile on her face. Too bad she didn't have time to really send the bastard flying. Bright green eyes darted all around her. She still needed to find Butch.

GRRRRROOOOOOAAAAAAWWWWWRRR!

"COME ON FUCKERS!"

Well at least it wouldn't be too hard to find him. The boisterous voice came from below her, closer to the ground. Buttercup swallowed stiffly. She just hoped and prayed that the idiot didn't fuck up the city even more. That was only wishful thinking of course. He was her counterpart. The most reckless out of their siblings. It would be a miracle if even a building was left standing.

Buttercup dove into the sky, once more. When she finally found Butch...she didn't know what to be mad at more. The fact that Butch was effortlessly taking on two of the heads at once–stealing all of the action–or that the city's street was far worse than before.

Buttercup felt the creases in her forehead.

A flash of neon green was left where she once was. With an abundant force, Buttercup threw her side down onto one of the monster's heads. Scales and what she was pretty sure was it's skull, had cracked under her.

Butch whistled as the middle head crashed into the asphalt below them. Looking up, his eyes caught Buttercup's. A devilish grin made its way onto his face as he watched her sweaty face fill with anger. "Oh hey, BC! Nice of you to join me." He casually rolled his shoulders, loosening the muscles. His eyes never left hers. "I was waiting for somebody to take some of the heat off me. You showed up just in the knick of time." He subconsciously ducked and flames overtook the space where his head once been.

ROOOOOOAAAAAWWWRRRRR!

Buttercup's eyes flashed. She trembled with anger all over. "Why the hell haven't these things fucking killed you yet!? LEAVE!" She screeched at him before twisting out of the way from another gust of flames. The left head was back for more, keen on getting the raven haired girl back from taking out half of its jaw.

Shrugging, Butch merely chuckled. "Nah. Don't feel like it." He had the nerve to cross his arms behind his head and relax back idly in the sky. Buttercup wanted to murder him right then and there but was suddenly smacked away by one of the beasts jaws.

Butch was just comfortably laying there, watching as Buttercup took on two heads at once as if he was watching UFC. She felt her blood boil as he jeered and hollered at her to do better, infuriating her further.

"Come on, Buttercup! Fuck are you even doing out there!"

Her eye twitched.

"I've seen Bubbles do better!" He shook his head. "This shit is just sad."

Her hands glowed viciously.

"Wowww...you call that a punch?! Who the hell named you the toughest fighter again?"

"AGHHH!" Buttercup's fist exploded inside the left heads right eye and that and the scream that it released rocked Butch's core. His mouth fell open in shock. A sticky dark red substance sprayed forth, covering Buttercup's entire arm and spotting her face. Violently ripping her arm out, she let the monster flail around, it's head and long neck crashing into the buildings around them as it wailed. It's brothers howled too as if they were hurt. They stopped their terrorizing to check on their now one eyed brother.

Butch's eyes were wide. "What the–" In a flash of green, Buttercup was right in his face, bloodied face and all. Her eyes flared with malice as she glowered at Butch. She snatched him up by his collar, pulling him close.

"Shut the fuck up." She hissed darkly. Buttercup ignored the grimace on his face and dug her nails further into his shirt, scratching at his chest.

Butch was forced to turn away. The stench emitting from the creature's blood was nauseating. He moaned, "Dude...you really stink. Shits more foul than your breath in the morning." Buttercup fumed. She changed tactics; her hand went to his throat this time and Butch was even more disgusted.

Buttercup shook him like she wanted to shake the life force out of him. Maybe then he'll shut the fuck up for good! "I'M GOING TO HANG YOU BY YOUR BALLS AND DRAG YOUR ASS THROUGH A FIELD OF LANDMINES–I SWEAR TO FUCKING–"

"BUTTERCUP!"

Too busy choking the life out of her counterpart. Buttercup failed to catch wind of the enormous mass of scales heading straight for her and Butch. The greens froze like a deer caught in headlights, just waiting to be skyrocketed out of the sky.

And if it wasn't for Bubbles, it surely would've happened to. The blonde moved with expert swiftness. She may not be able to avoid the impact but at least she could get the two strongest fighters out of the way. Having two fighters is far better than one measly one. So after shoving both her sister and Butch out of the way, Bubbles braced herself for the pain that was soon to come. And it came with an ungodly amount of force.

A piercing smack rang through air when the large tail of the monster connected with Bubbles body. Bubbles vision went black as she was catapulted through the sky. She went through five buildings before finally crash landing inside a skyscraper, causing the whole building to shake from the force.

If it wasn't for Boomer grabbing her, Alice would've flipped right off the side of the ledge. Alice's eyes bugged out her head. Without delay, the girl snatched her arm out of Boomer's grip and took off towards the door that led to the staircase. Behind her, Boomer cursed loudly. The last thing he wanted was to face the Puff. The Puff that stated clearly to get Alice out of harm's way. He felt an unpleasant feeling well up inside his stomach, just thinking about the tongue lashing he was about get. As he bound down the stairs behind Alice, he hoped and prayed that the blonde was out cold.

Alice took the steps three at time. Jumping down the stairs to desperately get to the floor that she thought Bubbles would be at. She didn't land too far down from us. She thought frantically. When she finally arrived to the fifty-fifth floor, she noticed that mostly everything was knocked over and in disarray. This has to be it. Alice threw open every door she stumbled on, not spending more than a second of peeking in. Anything that wasn't Bubbles was irrelevant to her at the moment.

Rounding the hallway, Alice noticed that the second to last door was blown clean off its hinges. Right away, she bolted towards it. "Boomer, she's in here!" She called over her shoulder to a idly sauntering Boomer. His hands were buried deep inside his pockets and you could tell from the frown on his face that he wanted to be anywhere but there. That didn't deter Alice though. She ran inside the turnt over room, only sparing a seconds glance at the huge hole in the glass windows where Bubbles came in from. Sliding to her knees, her little body fell right next to where Bubbles was crumbled into a fetal position in the far right corner of the room. Hastily, Alice pushed aside any fallen debris that rested on top of her. Once her body was clear, with careful hands, she cradled Bubbles head on to her lap.

Worry was sprawled over Alice's face as she inspected her unresponsive friend. Dusty blonde curls spilled over Alice's lap. Bubbles clothes was torn to shreds, leaving harsh scratches and torn flesh in it's openings. Her sports bra couldn't even be considered a bra anymore. It was mere rags at this point. The fabric just barely covered the areola of her nipples. Alice blushed once seeing this. Looking feverishly around, she didn't see anything useful that'll help with covering her up and she couldn't exactly give Bubbles her shirt. Bubbles chest was much too big fit her extra small shirt. When she heard Boomer's footsteps enter the room, she felt her stomach drop. Oh, shit…"

Bubbles chose that unfortunate moment to begin to stir. "Ermmm…" Alice felt her heart hammer against her chest. Boomer was almost here.

She tried covering her Bubbles chest with her arms but that proved to be futile. Her arms were too skinny. "Shit. Shit. Shit!"

Bubbles face scrunched up in puzzlement. "Alice...did you just curse?" Her nose wrinkled as her head twisted in Alice's lap. Bubbles felt arms press uncomfortably on her chest and subconsciously went to move them. All while, her body was still trying to process the pain it was in. "Urghhh…"

Alice heard Boomer footfalls come to an abrupt end. "Holy shit!" She heard him breathe and immediately her eyes went to his, which were on Bubbles tattered clothed chest. Bubbles was nearly awake too.

Boomer's jaw was slack. Just an hour ago he was daydreaming about what the fleshy mounds looked like and now, as if God heard him, here they were in all their glory. Boomer sent his gratitude to the man above. He was going to church next weekend for sure.

Alice felt her brow twitch. She gave him a pointed look. "Really? You're just going to stare like some pig?"

Boomer shushed her, a little drool escaping his parted lips. "Be quiet, Alice. I may never get to enjoy this moment again." Alice began searching for something to throw at him.

"Wait…" Alice froze. Boomer was still stuck on stupid to realize that Bubbles eyes started to flutter open. "Alice? What the…" The grogginess in her voice was slowly starting to diminish.

Alice blinked.

Bubbles eyes cracked open.

Sapphire eyes awoken to a pair of chocolate ones.

Alice didn't know what to do or say. So instead, with a nervous smile, she said the first thing that came to mind.

"Hiii..."

Bubbles mouth fell open.

"What. The. Fuck."

Alice's arms flailed. "W–w–wait! Before you explode, we can–"

Bubbles torso shot up, startling them all. "What the heck are you doing here, Alice!?" Her bruised fingers latched onto Alice's small shoulders. "Boomer was supposed to take you back to campus! Away from here!" Spit flew from her mouth as she growled in Alice's face. Her eyes suddenly flashed, recalling what the bluenette just said.

Bubbles blinked. Leaning forward, hers and Alice's noses were just an inch apart. "And what do you mean, we?!"

Alice's dough shaped eyes were wide with fear. Her lips were tight as she stared back into Bubbles stony blue irises. The saliva that was in her throat went down slow and hard. "Boomer." She all but squeaked. Both their eyes veered towards the blonde boy, who was trying to inconspicuously tiptoe his way to the door.

"BOOMER!" Bubbles roar shook the room.

"Fuck." Boomer vehemently mouthed. Slowly he turned around to a very pissed and nearly topless Bubbles. It really wasn't a terrible sight, honestly. With her on her hands and knees, glaring up at him with her cleavage on full display...it was actually kind of hot. His dick twitched inside his shorts and Boomer resisted the urge to groan. In his head, he recited all the reasons why he hated the girl to calm his raging hormones.

Bubbles was oblivious to it all. She was too furious to question the stiff expression on the boy's face, the slight breeze on her exposed breast, or the pain that was starting to register through her body at that matter.

"WHAT THE HELL, BOOMER?!" She belted, shifting so she could rest her weight on her butt instead. She ached all over but that didn't deter her rage. Boomer put Alice's life in danger by bringing her here. She was going to kill him! "YOU PROMISED TO GET ALICE TO SAFETY!" Her eyes burned with anger. "I TRUSTED YOU!"

Boomer averted his eyes, feeling like a child getting scolded. His fingers dug into his pockets and his eyebrows furrowed with irritation.

With her fists clenched on her knees, Bubbles kept on. She didn't even care about the sparks that were beginning to dance around him. "Can't you follow a simple request?! What if something would've happened? What if Alice was caught in one of the fires? What if–"

"YOU REALLY THINK I WOULD LET SOMETHING HAPPEN TO HER?!" Boomer erupted, his tone sharp with venom. The lights that were still working on the floor instantly blew out.

Bubbles body jutted forward. Her tone holding the same venom as him. He thought he could blow a fuse? The freaking nerve of him..."YOU NEVER KNOW! YOUR CARELESS ACTIONS COULD'VE GOTTEN HER KILLED! WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU EVEN THINKING BY BRINGING HER HERE!?"

Boomer sucked his teeth, spitting at her feet. His eyes held the utmost disdain for the girl. "Who the hell do you think I am?" He hissed and Bubbles bit her lip. "As if I would let something happen to her. I'm not weak like you. I'm not the one getting smacked through buildings."

Bubbles eyes flared and it took everything in Alice to hold her back from jumping the boy. "I GOT SMACKED THROUGH BUILDINGS BECAUSE I SAVED YOUR SORRY BROTHER'S ASS!" Boomer sniffed at her. Bubbles bruised body shook in Alice's hold. She wanted nothing more but to punch a hole in Boomer's face. "BY THE WAY, YOU NEED TO COME GET HIM BEFORE HE DESTROYS ALL OF DOWNTOWN!"

Boomer snarled like an animal. "WELL THAT'S JUST TOO DAMN BAD!"

Alice was practically sitting on Bubbles to restrain her. The direction of the fight was taking a disastrous turn and she was pretty sure the two blondes were going to start brawling next if she didn't do something. "Bubbles! Stop!" Alice grunted as Bubbles and Boomer spat insults at each other. They were ready to go at any second. "Bubbles, don't be mad at him! Please!"

Bubbles bristled. Her blazing eyes went to Alice. "What the hell do you mean, don't be mad at him? He should've never brought you here, Alice! The city is like a fiery death trap if you haven't noticed!"

"I know," Alice feverishly shook her head. They both were a panting sweaty mess. Alice sheepishly turned her head. "but it isn't his fault…it's mine."

Bubbles leaned back on her arms, so she could get a clear look on the bluenette's face. Her eyes briefly landed on a tense Boomer before landing back on the girl on top of her. Bubbles eyes narrowed, telling Alice to explain and quickly.

Alice fiddled with fingers. "I kind of convinced Boomer to take me to see you and your sisters fight." Bubbles eyes flashed and Alice's lips trembled. "I just wanted to see you guys fight up close." She sputtered. "We were only supposed to watch for twenty minutes. That's all and then we were going to leave."

Bubbles was still pissed. Alice knew it. Her shoulders were still tense with anger and her eyes were a scorching blue. Alice just didn't want her to be pissed at Boomer anymore. The last thing she wanted was for her two friends to fight all because of her careless actions. So swallowing her fear, she faced Bubbles head on and sighed. "Bubbles, if there's anyone you should be angry at, it should be me. Boomer was going to take me straight back to school, I swear. But I just really really really wanted to see you in action and I started to beg and–"

With her eyes closed, Bubbles held her hand out, signaling her to stop. Her other hand ran through her dirty blonde tresses. She exhaled a long deep breath. Bubbles was tired. Her body was sore and beaten. Her throat burned from all the screaming she had been doing. She could feel the Chemical X in her veins healing all of the cuts and bruises on her body, which was never a pleasant feeling. Shampoo and a deep conditioning was calling her name. Lord, a shower had been on her mind since Mitch's game. Her favorite sneakers were probably beat now. She'll need to beg the Professor for another pair. That was going to be a pain.

Bubbles sighed once more. She was tired. Lifting her head, she stared solemnly at the girl before her. She was too tired to be scold her. Bubbles knew first hand how very well convincing Alice could be so she really couldn't blame Boomer. At least she knew now that she wasn't the only sucker there.

Resting a hand on top of Alice's head, she gently smoothed out all of the wild tresses on her crown. A soft smile spread across Bubbles face. "Okay…" She said and pulled Alice into a hug, surprising both her and Boomer. "Just promise me you won't do something like this again, please." Bubbles eyes veered up to an awkward looking Boomer. Their eyes met and Bubbles gave him a firm glare. "That goes for you too…"

His nose wrinkled.

A small smile lit up Bubbles face as she eased out of the embrace. Her arm was still wrapped around Alice's head, her fingers affectionately running through her hair. "Promise?" She said again, quickly glancing up at Boomer. She was pulling teeth by asking him this but she needed to know that he won't be endangering Alice anymore.

Both of them reluctantly nodded, looking much like small children under Bubbles stern gaze. Boomer, because he didn't much like being told what to do. Especially by Bubbles. Alice, well...she had her own reasoning. Bubbles smiled triumphantly.

"Now…" The corners of her mouth began to twitch. "Alice, can you please get off of my legs. You're heavier than you look."

Alice blinked. "Oh...umm…" She didn't know how to tell Bubbles this, but restraining her earlier wasn't the only reason why she sitting on top of her. She was also trying to block Boomer's view of her open chest. Alice glanced down at Bubbles ample chest. Really, she was shocked that she hadn't noticed it yet. The things were really out there. Just sitting up so nicely; firm and squishy too! You know, looking at them...Alice couldn't really blame Boomer for gawking. Bubbles was truly blessed with a nice rack.

Bubbles arched a brow. She was growing impatient and her legs were killing her. "Well, Alice?"

Behind them, a roguish smirk was starting to make its way across Boomer's face. Alice was stalling and he knew very well why. "Yeah, Alice." He coaxed suggestively. "Bubbles is probably really sore. You should give her some room to stretch." Alice felt her eye twitch.

Why this dirty, no good… Alice placed her hands on Bubbles shoulders and lightly pushed at them. She smiled sweetly. "Bubbles, you should probably lie down for a couple of minutes. That monster hit you pretty hard." Lay down. Lay down. Lay down.

"No, no, no! It's best if you walk a hit like that off." Boomer suggested, cutting in. He took a step forward, his eyes glinted knowingly. "I could help you stretch your arms if you want, Bubbles. It's the least I could do for bringing Alice here."

Alice craned her neck to glare sharply at him. "You are just repulsive." Boomer's smirk only widened.

"Up, up, up, Alice! Bubbles needs her legs." He shouted with a clap of his hands. He took another step forward. From there he could see the top of Bubbles chest perfectly. Boomer's grin stretched from ear to ear.

Alice hopped to her feet to shove him back. "Stop being gross!" All while, Bubbles sat there, perplexed. She was confused on what the two were going on about and her curiosity was getting the best of her. Slowly, she started to rise to her feet.

"Why are you guys fighting?" Bubbles dubiously asked, pushing up on her knee.

Oh God… Alice glanced at her, a antsy look in her eyes. Her chest was even worse standing up and Boomer was just drinking his fill of the sight. Bubbles was one hell of a forbidden fruit. "Nothing. Sit back down." Alice said quickly, pushing even more forcefully at Boomer's chest. But this just made Bubbles even more curious.

Bubbles brows furrowed. She wanted to ask why Boomer looked like a fish out of water. "Alice," She started sternly and then crossed her arms under her breast. Bubbles swore she heard a moan pass through Boomer's lips. "What's going on?"

Boomer couldn't contain himself any longer. "Bubbles, what size cup are you?! You're about a forty B right? Or thirty-eight B?" Bubbles face jaw went slack.

Alice's little fists pounded at his chest. "YOU'RE BEING FUCKING DISGUSTING!"

Bubbles didn't know what she was more shocked by. Hearing Alice drop an F-bomb for the very first time or the fact that Boomer had accurately guessed her bra size. Ahem..forty b-cup. The only thing she wanted to know now was, why was the topic of his question about her breast? Unless…

Bubbles dared looked down at herself.

Then her entire face went scarlet.

And finally, she screamed. Loud.

Still screaming, Bubbles dropped back onto her butt. Her arms hugged her chest region in a vice like grip and knees were brought to her chin. She screamed for what felt like minutes, shaking her head furiously as she cried into her knees. "Nonononono! This cannot be happening! Please tell me that this is just a nightmare." She had just given her number one enemy the peep show of his lifetime. Karma was obviously out to get her this week.

Boomer shamelessly grinned as he shook his head. "This is definitely happening. You are certainly not dreaming." Bubbles cried even louder. "You also have very nice tits, by the way." Bubbles shrieked at his vulgar words.

"Boomer! Stop!" Alice screeched from below him. She was still pouring feverishly at his chest. "Stop teasing her! You're making things worse!" Boomer paid her no mind. His attention was solely on a distraught Bubbles. His tongue swiped over his lips.

"Can I touch them?"

Bubbles picked her head up to scowl sourly at him. "Y–YOU PERVERT!" Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes and when she saw the longing salacious grin on Boomer's face, her hand went to throw the closest thing nearest to her–which evidently was a piece of the missing door. Boomer had to duck to avoid getting smacked in the face by the splintering wood.

"WHAT THE HELL!?"

"PIG!"

She threw what used to be a desk lamp. Boomer pushed Alice out of the way as he side stepped it.

"IT'S NOT THAT SERIOUS!"

"I HATE YOU!"

Bubbles threw what was left of a chair. Boomer caught it in midair and tossed it aside.

"WOULD YOU QUIT ACTING LIKE A CHILD!?"

"NO!" She screamed, finding something else to chuck at him.

Before Bubbles could throw the broken flat screen in her hand, Alice stepped in between the two bickering blondes. "ENOUGH!" She pointed seethingly at Bubbles. "Bubbles, put the goddamn tv down!" Bubbles stupidly blinked and there was a loud crash heard afterwards. Alice then turned her heated glare onto Boomer. "Boomer, take off your shirt. I'm giving it to Bubbles."

Boomer veered back in outrage. "Why the hell do I have to give her my shirt?! She just threw fucking office decor at me!"

"You were just gawking at her like she was a piece of meat!" Alice countered angrily.

"YEAH!" Bubbles interjected.

Boomer exasperatedly threw his arms over his head. "It's not my fault her boobs were just out there!"

"THAT DOESN'T MEAN YOU STARE AT THEM!"

"I'M A BOY WHAT DO YOU EXPECT?! I SEE BOOBS–NICE BOOBS–I'M GOING TO LOOK!"

"DON'T CALL MY BOOBS NICE YOU PERVERT!" Bubbles furiously searched for something else to throw.

Alice's skull felt like it was threatening to split open. The insanity of it all was nauseating. There was no reason why two eleventh graders were acting like children. Oh, the irony.

"Boomer!" Alice snapped, snatching him up by the hem of his shirt. "Take off the fucking shirt! Right now!" She was lifting the fabric up, exposing his well endowed abs all for Bubbles to see. She guessed correct earlier. Boomer indeed did have an six pack. Bubbles felt her face heat up even more and buried her face into her knees to hide the blush. She was thankful that Boomer was too busy struggling with Alice to notice it.

"ALICE, GET OFF OF ME!"

"Shut up! I don't even see why you're complaining, you have a tank top on underneath!"

"LET GO!"

"I don't even want to wear his stupid shirt…" Bubbles murmured to herself, pouting into her knees. This had to be one of the worst days of her life and she couldn't fathom why her luck was so bad for last couple of days. What did I do to deserve this? I'm a good person! Out of nowhere, her head was blanketed by a soft fabric.

"Here Bubbles, put this on." Alice had successfully wrestled the blonde Ruff out of his shirt, leaving him sulking at her side glaring at the expensive fabric on top of Bubbles head. She made no move to put the shirt on thought and Boomer's nostrils flared. Huffing, he aggressively waved a hand out in front him.

"She doesn't even want to put it on!"

"Well maybe if you turned around, she could!." Alice snorted, rolling her eyes back onto Bubbles. "C'mon Bubbles, that mutant lizard out there isn't going to kill itself." Bubbles only groaned. Alice sighed deeply. "Boomer didn't even see much. It's not like your whole bra is gone." It wasn't a complete lie. Yes, her sports bra was merely hanging together by some threads but she wasn't completely topless. Her nipples were still covered. That's a good thing, right? Bubbles just needed to look at the bright side of things. At least the whole city didn't see her love jugs. She should be happy that it was only her and Boomer and besides, neither one of them were going to go around bragging about it…

Alice's eyes flipped warily onto the boy beside her.

At least that's what she hoped.

Sucking in a breath, Boomer hissed through his teeth, "I don't see why she can't fight like how she is. She fought in much more skimpier shit before!"

Alice immediately felt her headache coming back. "Boomer, shut–"

"I'M A SUPERHERO, NOT A STRIP TEASE YOU ASSHOLE!" Bubbles venomously lashed out, glaring daggers up at her counterpart who only just carelessly shrugged his shoulders. He leered down at her with a wry sneer on his face.

"Could've fooled me."

The blonde on the floor felt her body shake with rage. That did it. Bubbles was ready to say to hell with the shirt and strangle him with it instead. He was lucky she needed the damn thing to fight in or she would've made good on that threat. The idea sounded much more pleasing anyway. The insufferable jerk would be silenced and he would have his shirt he so desperately wanted back. A win win situation.

With a careful arm placed over her chest, Bubbles used her other hand and snatched the large shirt from over her head. She slowly brought the shirt up to her chest while having an intense glare off with Boomer. His face contorted into confusion, watching as Bubbles brought his shirt up higher to meet her nose. Boomer and Alice arched a brow.

"Bubbles, what are you doing?"

Bubbles inhaled deeply, sniffing the shirt all over. Alice and Boomer blanched at her, staring dumbly as she flipped the fabric around to inspect it further.

"I'm checking to make sure it's okay to wear." She cut her eyes at Boomer. "I'm not so sure about Boomer's hygiene regimen." Boomer eye twitched furiously.

Bubbles took a whiff under the armpit of the shirt. So far, she didn't smell anything rancid. That's a good sign, but that could just mean the shirt was fairly new or Boomer just had a really nice smelling deodorant. She took another deep inhale around the collar. "Hm?" She hummed, her brows lifting ever so slightly. She sniffed again, familiarizing herself with the scent. Bubbles felt her teeth grit, and dare she admit…

Whatever cologne Boomer had on...actually smelt pretty nice. Like, really really nice. It was, to her, a sugary cinnamon kind of smell. Not too strong but not light either. Bubbles wanted to kick herself for sniffing it yet again, harder than before. She couldn't help herself though. The scent was lovely.

"Are you going keep drooling all over my shirt or are you going to put it on?" Bubbles eyes went wide, a small blush tinting her cheeks. She met Boomer's eyes and just as quickly turned away at the mirth written on his face. Alice even had the gall to giggle, making things even more awkward for the blonde.

Embarrassed, Bubbles twisted all the way around with an flustered pout. Her cheeks puffed out as she glared at the huge hole where she crashed in from. "Shut up. I was not drooling. I just blacked out from the nasty smell that was coming off of your shirt." Peeling off her shredded sports bra, she glared snootily at him from over her shoulder. "You stink by the way, but I guess you're used to the smell, huh?"

Alice just shook her head with a sigh. She waited for Boomer to reply back with something equally insulting and childish but instead, he was oddly quiet. Looking at him, Alice brows furrowed. You have to be kidding me. She thought. Following his line of sight, she wanted to know why again, the blonde Ruff was looking like thirsty idiot. She didn't have to look far though.

Alice mentally slapped herself. Idiots, she was surrounded by idiots.

Gawking like a fool, Boomer was too enthralled by the smooth skin which was Bubbles back. A few moles dotted her skin here and there, but other than that, her skin was a clear unblemished canvas. Was he wrong for wanting to ruin that? To mark up and down her spine? To yank her by those golden curls of hers and bend her over–

"Boomer." He heard someone hiss, a droopy smile forming on his face. He shook the voice off. Bubbles was lifting her arms over her head to pull on his shirt, a deep arch in her back. Boomer felt himself twitch in the lower region in his pants.

"Boomer Jojo!" The voice was much more firmer this time. He promptly shook the voice away again until this time, the voice was accompanied by a hard tip of someone's shoe connecting with the side of knee. He instantly doubled over.

"FUCK!"

Bubbles jumped, the hem of the shirt unceremoniously falling from her hands and covering her body. Her body twisted around abruptly to see what was all the commotion was about. She wasn't surprised to see Boomer hopping around, holding his stinging knee with Alice heatedly snapping at him.

"You are such a freaking pervert!" Alice snarled with her hands on her hips. "How do you go from wanting to kill her to looking like you want to rip the rest of her clothes off?!"

Bubbles gasped. "He what?!" With Boomer's shirt now on, she had nothing holding her back from clocking him upside his jaw.

"Shut up!" Boomer growled. "I wasn't even looking at her like that just now!" Liar. Alice rolled her eyes.

"Right…" She drawled dully. "Sure you weren't." Boomer grimaced unkindly.

"I wasn't!"

"Okay."

"I'm serious, Alice!"

"Mhm."

"So just how were you looking at me?" Bubbles suddenly asked, cutting in on their banter. Her arms were folded across her chest with a cocked brow, eyes on her noticeably agitated counterpart.

Boomer grit his teeth. He didn't have to explain himself to her. Snorting, he turned away. "It doesn't matter. Let it go." The slight pink on his cheeks went unnoticed to both of the girls around him.

Bubbles began to rise to her feet. The hem of Boomer's shirt fell to her mid thigh. The collar of the fabric hung loosely slightly off her right shoulder. Grasping her curls into a ponytail, she freed her hair from underneath the back of the shirt. She glared critically at Boomer. Her eyes ran up his form, over his broad chest and toned arms, stopping on his face. "Whatever…" She spat solemnly, not wanting to argue. Bubbles couldn't spare anymore time to waste with him. She still had a job to do.

Steely sapphire eyes veered to the smaller figure next to the boy. "Alice, this time have Boomer take you back school. I'm serious this time too." Her eyes flashed onto Boomer before landing back on Alice. "I want you to send me your location once you get back to campus."

Alice pouted but nodded without rebuttal.

"And if I find out Boomer, that you took her anywhere else then I'm gonna nail your balls to a tree." Bubbles eyes showed promise to that thread as she glowered at a slow blinking Boomer. He was unfazed by the threat on his genitals.

"Yeah, yeah…" He waved her off with a growl. "Aren't you supposed to be leaving now?"

Bubbles huffed, taking a step back. Her eyes glowed ominously, filling with energy as she started to float. "Just do what I said, Boomer and then afterwards, come get your idiot brother before you're picking him up in a body bag. Blossom isn't going to be so lenient as Buttercup and I if she finds him here." The blondes shared one last scowl at one another before before Bubbles flew out of the wreck in the wall. Boomer watched as Alice ran after her, stopping before she fell right off the ledge. She waved vigorously after Bubbles slim streak.

"BE CAREFUL BUBBLES! DO YOUR BEST!" Her arm in the air slowed as Bubbles turned into a mere dot in the sky. Staring father in the distance, Alice could just make out two faint green streaks in the air. The streaks whizzed around the towering creature, sending blow after blow. Alice's pupils dilated, making her irises an inky black. A demented grin that spread looked misplaced on her childlike face.

Looky, Looky Alice! Aren't they magnificent?

Alice's jaw trembled. Bloodthirst lacing her malevolent black eyes that weren't her had now joined the fight. Her sonic scream rang through the air, dazing the creature. Alice was in awe.

How wonderful! Powerful! Oh, yes!

Alice felt her knees shake in pleasure. Butterflies fluttered in her stomach.

Ali, let's play with them...

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AN:

Part two to this chapter will hopefully be up sooner than this one.

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