BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

Whining and wincing at the dreaded phone call, the girls reluctantly drifted out from their bed covers. Blossom answered her hair as frazzled as a lion's mane.

"H-Hello?"

"POWERPUFF GIRLS! This is the Chief of police! The Doughnut joint downtown has been taken hostage by the RowdyRuff Boys. We're in serious need of your assistance" wailed the distressed fellow.

"Chief of Police? Where's the Mayor?"

"There was a new direct line introduced for the use of the Police station to contact you as well as the Mayor. We'll be able to contact you girls more directly from now on"

Great.

Sighing, the redhead smoothed out her confused strands "Okay, we'll be there..."

"The RowdyRuff Boys?" whimpered Bubbles.

Grumbling, moody, the leader hung up "Can't those dimwits give us a break for once?... Hey, where's Buttercup? She's not pulling a blankie 2.0 on us, is she?"


The blonde Rowdyruff nestled in the bushes with Robin, watching the gigantic swarm of police gather around the tiny destination. His pupils shrunk in horror.

"Eep! I didn't figure this many would show up!" exclaimed Boomer.

He'd taken it upon himself to anonymously call the cops, to give Buttercup some back up, however he didn't figure for a second that this particular doughnut place was a die-hard favorite of all the members of law enforcement in the City of Townsville. There were hundred of police surrounding the perimeter, with dogs and helicopters.

"Something tells me I've just made this situation a tonne worse" sighed the boy hopelessly, hearing the muffling of a voice from a loud speaker.


In the shop, Butch and Brick were dazzled by the flood lights. "Cut it out, ya damn pigs!" the hissed, covering their eyes.

"Step out and away from the Doughnut Joint and nobody gets hurt" urged the negotiator. "We can work this out, just leave the employees and the raspberry filled glazed pastries alone"

Buttercup stared on with half lidded eyes "Are you kidding me?"

"Somebody is a rat!" snapped Butch.

Immediately, the boys began pestering the employees "Which one of you losers called the cops?"

"NOBODY!" cried the staff.

It was at that moment a sense of Deja Vu occurred, as Buttercup launched herself at Brick, taking him away from the counter and down onto the tiled floor. To give the boneheads a clue, as she looked on at them, she fixed her hair.

"A POWERPUFF GIRL!" the lads exclaimed. "Get her!"


"Look!" said Robin, pointing up at the night sky.

Two coloured strips of blue and pink swooped across and aimed to land in the anticipated destination. "The Powerpuff Girls" confirmed Boomer. With that, he brought the chocolate hair gal into his arms and flew up and away from the commotion.

"W-WHAT! What are you doing? Put me down!" shouted the girl.

"I'm taking you home, numbskull!" griped the boy, annoyed by the flailing arms and mitts pressed to his face in agitation and protest.

"No way! I'm staying"

"Then what? What are you gonna do? How are you going to make things better?" shot the Rowdyruff, causing the girl to quiet down. Sighing, he continued, as they flew "Buttercup wants me to keep you safe and that's what I'm doing. Nothing is going to be accomplished if you stay there where you can become an easy potential target. Worst case is that something bad... REAL bad, happens to you and you and me can't see each other again!"

"O-okay" submitted Robin sadly, looking down.

The boy sped towards the Snyder residence and dropped her off home. For a moment, he lingered out the window and the two gazed at each other.

"I'm gonna go help the girls. We'll see each other again, I promise" he whispered, before shooting off.

Sighing, Robin returned to her bed to sleep, but found herself kept awake by her mind's persistent nagging, worrying her about her friends who were in danger... all because of her.


The poor men watched in horror as the 'toughest-fighter' was struck, kicked, zapped and beaten by the boys. Despite her full-hearted attempts at fighting back, achieving a black eye from Butch and a chipped tooth from Brick, she was done for and she was booted out from the establishment, landing with a thud at the cop's feet.

"Buttercup!" cried a cop.

"Puff down" declared an officer, heart broken. Reluctantly, he gave the motion "Open fire!"

The entire area was ablaze with firing rifles and hand guns. The bullets flew constantly, pulsing through the quiet of the night air, but were only served as a means of unintentional sabotage. The boys laughed meanly, as the bullets bounced off them and proceeded to annihilate the Doughnut shop, regardless of the perfect aim. Realizing what was happening, the same officer upheld his hand. "Seize fire!"

Just in time, the other two girls appeared and lunged at the thugs who threatened the well being of the cops most beloved establishment.

"Go girls, go!" they cheered.

The girls lured them outside, away from the shop and darted off towards the beach, away from any buildings. Why there was only two of them and not the blonde brother was a puzzling concept. Just then, Boomer returned and went towards Buttercup, still laying in pain on the floor. As he reached for her, all the guns clicked and loaded, turning on him, fierce faces with bared teeth and veiny eyes. The fellow trembled.

"Wait!" yelled Buttercup, finding her feet. She turned to him, expecting word.

"She's safe" he confirmed mentally.

With that, they both shot off towards the fight resuming between their siblings.

End of Part Seven

(Okay, coming up on the final chapter now. I hope you guys have enjoyed this piece)