Chapter 6-Enjoying the Suffering?

Author's Note: Hey, everyone! Thank you for the reviews! *Bows down to you* So, here it is! Chapter 6! *Tears of happiness falls down cheeks* I'm so proud of myself! Anyway, I promised to you in the previous chapter that I would add more of the Blue's P.O.V. Well, what're you waiting for? Start reading!

Important Notice: I decided that Dexter isn't Blossom's boyfriend. So basically they were never dating. But, he's not out of the story just yet.

Bubble's P.O.V.

-Before Boomer kidnapped Bubbles-

I felt someone tap my shoulder gently. I opened my eyes slowly. "Willow..not now..I'm sleeping.." I mumbled sleepily.

I glanced around tiredly, but I didn't see nothing, so I closed my eyes and started sleeping again. Again I felt someone tap my shoulder, this time more stronger. "Willow stop it right now—"

Right there, sitting next to where I was sleeping, was Boomer. My eyes widened and I gasped in surprise. "W-what are you doing here, B-Boomer?" I said, still recovering from the "oh, so great surprise".

Boomer looked up and looked me right in the eye. I could only stare back, sensing that something wasn't right. I studied his eyes. They looked pained, filled with sadness and anger, but from what? I glanced swiftly at my alarm clock. It was midnight. "I'm sorry." I heard Boomer say in a whisper, filled with pure sadness.

"S-sorry from what?" My voice sounded hoarse from waking up.

"I-I can't tell you. But I'm sorry. I really am." He was crying quietly now.

I started to become worried about Boomer, ready to go and tell him it's okay, but for some reason I didn't. Run. I heard a quiet voice in the back of my head. Run. Danger. I was getting scared now, not knowing what to do.

Without thinking, I felt my whole body stand up and run at lightning speed, out of the house. I wanted to stop, to go back and find out what was wrong with Boomer, but I didn't. I felt the cold air splash on my pale face. I didn't know where I was headed, probably to the far east of Townsville. Finally, I stopped. I looked around at my surroundings. I was in the back of some unpopular restaurant. You could tell by how ugly and unprofessional the restaurant looks.

Anyway, I was still in my PJ's. And I was barefoot. Great. Either it's me or this place is super cold, but I started feeling like some icicle. I could see my breath as I breathed slowly. I slumped down the old, faded, red brick wall and closed my eyes. 'What have I done?' I could fly back to my house, but my conscious told me it wasn't safe to stay there. 'What about the professor?' I gasped. The professor! How could I be so careless to leave him there alone? Sure, he has his laser weapons (Star waaars! xDD), but he doesn't know any fighting stuff. Well, except karate.

Without thinking, I felt my body get up and fly into the air, headed for my house. In lightning speed I was back at the house. When I landed, I looked around the house for any changes. Nope. I walked in and found myself face to face with Boomer. Again. My eyes widened and I was about to scream when he covered my mouth with his hand. He leaned forwards so that he whispered in my ear. "Bubbles, it's okay.."

I immediately relaxed and was about to remove his hand from my mouth but he didn't let go.

"Bubbles…I'm sorry, I really am. But my brothers..my stupid brothers. We..we're the Rowdyruff Boys. We found out two days ago you were the Powerpuffs..Listen. Are you listening?"

His eyes bored into mine, demanding quietly to listen to him. I was scared out of my wits because I had no idea what he was talking about. Except the fact that I now knew he was a Rowdyruff! Either way, I can't help but admit that I'm kinda happy to know that Boomer is alive. What? I'm sorry, okay? I've had a crush on him since I was five.

When I nodded my head, he continued. "We survived you're, um, attack. When we woke up from a coma five years later..we uh, had no memory of anything except that you defeated us and that we had to get revenge on you girls. Well..not me, er, Brick and Butch decided that. I just went along with it..I didn't really want to do all that crap.

Bubbles..I'm sorry..I really am. I hope you forgive me. I have to kidnap you and take you to our hide out—our home. Please..just go along with it, I don't want to force you. Your sisters are there, too."

When Boomer finished, I was shocked, or better yet, on the edge of tears. So they went through all of this, without no one to support or give advice to them? I gently motioned for him to take his hand off my mouth. "I-I, it's okay. I'm happy that you're..alive. I mean, uh, er.."I blushed a deep shade of red. I heard him chuckle. "Actually, I'm happy to see you again." He blushed a bright red before continuing. "So, can you l-let me..kidnap..you?" He stuttered.

I couldn't help but smile. He was so cute when he stuttered..Wait, what? Oh yeah, back to reality. "Y-yes." I whispered softly.

Without another word, he picked me up, wrapping me in his arms (It was snowing now.), and we flew to the hideout.

-In the villain world, in the Juvenile Mall-

Buttercup's P.O.V.

"No, damnit!" I yelled, pushing all the "slave clothes" back to Butch.

He was giving me a death glare—and he was pretty pissed, I could tell by how he clenched his fists into a tight ball. We were in the "Powerpuff Slave Clothes" store. But what the fuck, man?! These villains are so fucking obsessed on catching us that they actually made a fucking store for us! "JUST WEAR THE FUCKING CLOTHES, DAMNIT!" Butch yelled back at me, a vain popping out in his forehead from anger.

I rolled my eyes. "No. Because.." I leaned into his face," I'M NOT YOUR FUCKING SLAVE!" I yelled at him.

He glared at me. I glared back. If he wanted a glare contest, he's gonna get one. We stayed like this until we heard someone enter the dressing room. "Oh, Butchie boo!" Oh no. Not her again. Well, at least she saved me from wearing those dumbass clothes.

Butch turned around and groaned. "What do you want, Porncess?! Can't you see I'm fucking busy!"

I couldn't help but laugh at his insult towards Princess. I mean, why couldn't I think of that? Butch turned to glare at me before Princess spoke. "You're busy with what? Trying to get into Buttercup's panties?" (She used sarcasm by the way o.0)

I swear I saw Butch's cheeks turn pink for a second. "What the hell makes you think that?!" Butch yelled at Princess. I noticed he was walking towards her, which wasn't a good sign.

The funny part is that Princess didn't notice, or care, as long as he was close to her (Lol xD). "What makes me think that is that you're trying to make her change in front of you!" She said, stomping her foot from what I guessed jealousy.

That's it! I can't take another word from this bitch! Without thinking I walked up to her and punched her in the nose. "WHAT THE HELL, PRINCESS! I WILL NEVER CHANGE IN FRONT OF THIS PERVERT! AND STOP GETTING FUCKING JEALOUS, DAMNIT! THERE'S NOTHING BETWEEN US, YOU HEAR ME?! NOTHING!" I paused to gasp for air.

Meanwhile, Princess fell flat on her face, which made the punch more worse that it is, and she was crying angrily. All my attention was focused on her, so at this time I had no idea that there were other living souls. I was about to punch her again when I felt someone pull me back.

I turned around to give that someone a piece of my mind when I saw Butch's pissed off face. I narrowed my eyes in anger and threatened him in a cold, deadly voice. "What. Do. You. Want."

He smirked. "Just wanted to keep my little slave from disobeying me."

'Damnit! If only he hadn't gave me some Antidote X I would've kicked his ass already!' "I am not your slave, bitch." I smirked back at him.

His smirk faded, and was replaced by a hard glare. "Hurry up and change in your shitty clothes, Butterbutt."

I felt my smirk fade too. "Wait 'till I get my fucking powers back, I'll fucking—"

"Don't keep us waiting, sweatheart."

"I'M NOT WEARING THOSE DAMN CLOTHES—"

"Hurry up." And with one oh, so gentle push, he locked me in the dressing room until I changed.

"Wait 'till I get my fucking powers back, you son of a bitch." I mumbled as I changed into my "new" clothes.

I changed into a ragged dress similar to Cinderella's ragged dress. "Holy shit! Oww!" I yelled.

My boobs can't fucking fit in the chest part of the dress because it was too small! And lemme tell you, my chest hurt like hell! I quickly changed out of the dress and back into my normal clothes. I banged onto the door. "HEY! I NEED SOME FUCKING ASSISTANCE HERE!" Damnit, why're people so slow?!
A few seconds later the door opened, and great, I expected it to be some woman who works here, but it was Butch. 'DAMNIT, WHY HIM?!' I thought angrily. "What the hell do you want?!" Butch said.

I blushed, but I shook it off. 'No way in hell am I gonna tell him..' I thought. "Can you tell a lady who works here to come instead of you?!" I said rudely.

Butch smirked. "Heh, sorry babe, but you're not escaping that easily."

'Damnit! So I could've just knocked out the lady and escape, but..' "So what do you want?" Butch asked impatiently.

My eyes widened. "Uh..er..t-the.."

"Stop stuttering, damnit!"

"Alright, alright! The chest part of the dress is too small for m-my..er.."

Butch's smirk turned into a double smirk. 'Damnit, he knows!' "You're what?"

Ugh, he already knows WHAT! He just wants me to say it. "M-m-my..YOU ALREADY KNOW DAMNIT! Just get a bigger size!" I said the last part quietly so no one will over hear.

He grinned but went to switch the sizes. A few seconds later he came back. "Here—"

I snatched the dress and closed the door. I changed quickly and tested the chest part. It fit snuggly. I walked out of the room and started looking for my sisters. I bet they're already done. I felt something pull me back, clutching my throat. "What the—hell?!" I gasped for air, that rope or whatever was choking me.

"It's your collar, dumbass. Now let's go." I heard Butch say.

Damnit, I forgot all about that collar shit. Ugh, it was embarrassing to walk, or crawl, around everywhere these bitches took us like a dog. 'Heh, I wonder what happened to Princess.' I thought. Well, the bitch deserved it.

We arrived back at the boys' hideout. I sighed in relief, I mean, at least I can rest a bit more here. As if reading my mind, Butch spoke up. "You're not resting just yet, Butterfingers. Here's your list of chores." He handed me a list of what seemed to have a thousand chores on it.

"And if you disobey me, the necklace will take care of it." He grinned before heading into his room.

I shook with anger. I SO badly want to punch his lights out! I sighed. 'Wait 'till I get my powers back..' But that's the thing. If he doesn't stop giving me Antidote X, I'll have my powers back.

Blossom's P.O.V.

-After completing all the chores on the list-

I tiredly walked to Brick's room. I know I shouldn't knock on his door because he doesn't deserve my manners, but if I don't use my manners, as he said, he'll add more chores for me to do. I gently knocked on his door. "What the hell do you want?" I heard him say, annoyed.

"It's me-Blossom." I was so tired I had to gasp for air just to talk.

It's not like I never did chores before, but that list Brick gave me had like thirty chores for just one day. A voice snapped me out of my thoughts. "Oh, well come in."

I entered the room quietly and lay down on my side of the bed. Yes, it's terribly horrible, but we sleep in the same bed. And I know I won't sleep good mainly because first, he's my enemy, second, he's a boy and can try something on me at night, and third, this dress that I had to wear was fucking itchy.

As Brick turned off the TV and lights and laid down on his side of the bed, I heard him say,"Nice ass, Pinky."

I sat up and looked at him, although there was no difference since it was dark and I couldn't see him, I said "D-Don't you try anything, bitch." What I hated about my voice is that when I wanted to sound threatening, it didn't. And this was one of the times, unfortunately, so it came out in a soft whisper.

I heard him snort. "I won't."

I laid back down and I made sure my dress and the blanket covered my ass (Lol xDD). Before my head even touched the pillow, I fell asleep.

Author's Note: Before you leave, I wanted to apologize about not posting this chapter yesterday (Which was Thursday.)! I will try to keep my schedule balanced so I have enough time to update more! Oh, and after I finish this story, I will make another story of the Ppg's and the Rrb's, so hold your horses! (Sorry, I like to put a lot of catch phrases, if you can call it that.) Well, please don't forget to R&R!

~Izzy

End of Chapter Six.