For those of you who are wondering when the lovy dovy scenes with Buttercup and Butch come into play, be patient. Trust me it's going to get there.
-Iggi and the RowdyRunk Boys
Block was finally created. Iggi's final prodigy was now born. They once were two now they are three. Iggi was sure they were ready to be in the real world. They had been trained to kill and raised on hate. The perfect combination for the RowdyRunk Boys.
"Block you are now the leader, I expect you to keep your brothers in control." Iggi said as he pointed at the newly born red head. "Brad you are allowed to make a few paintings, but keep it hidden." He said as he turned to the Blondie. "Blaster….don't kill too much." He finished. "Now all of you will be heading to a High School, where you will meet 3 girls, find them, befriend them, and bring them to me alive." "I will trust all of you keep your tempers in check." They all nodded. "Very well, you may leave." He unlocked their cell and they were on their way to Townsville with purpose.
-The Professor and the PowerPuff Girls
The Professor was sitting down on his chair and the girls were paying close attention to what he was saying.
"I remember those days, when I was twelve, I hated them dearly."
Flashback…to 1987
"I can't believe Thomas did that, I can't let him make me look like an idiot." I said as I rushed to his locker.
"Too late lame ass." He picked up Peter by his shirt. Peter was now face to face with Thomas. "Now why did you come to my locker, as if we were friends or something."
"I just needed to talk to you about…well you know." I told him. He placed me back on the floor. Thomas is a big boy. Big as in fat. Hi is abnormally tall for a sixth grader, and his cheeks are as pink as a new born baby. He was so tall people were forced to look up to him. I never understood how he was popular, maybe it was all the money he owned, or maybe that he always bought things for people. Either was he had somehow managed to become more popular then myself. Which I hated. It's one of those things you hate about life, but you can't change.
"What can you possibly offer me that will change my mind?" He wondered. I raced through my brain for some sort of prize I could possibly provide for Thomas.
"How about I make you your own personal robot?" I suggested. He considered the option and accepted.
"I want it by tomorrow or you'll never be allowed to see her again, I'll make sure of that." He warned in his dim witted tone. It was hard to take him seriously, I almost wanted to laugh in his face and see how far I would get before he beat me to a pulp. Thank goodness I'm smarter than that. I decided that as soon as I got home I would get started on my new project. I met Iggi on my way back to my locker. He looked upset with me, I didn't know why.
"What's wrong with you?" I asked him as I opened my locker. He glared at me. "What's your deal?" I persisted.
"Why do you keep doing that, you keep on ditching me for the cool kids." "Is there something wrong with me, what did I ever do to hurt you?" A few girls were watching the scene from three lockers down.
"It's not you Iggi it's me." I told him. The girls were still watching. "Please don't take it to seriously It's just ...I need some time alone tonight." By now all the girls were laughing at us. Iggi stormed off.
"What's wrong P.E.U had some technical difficulties with your boyfriend last night?" They all laughed even louder. I grabbed my books and slammed my locker. There goes 5 more girls I'll never have. I was hurt; they really took a stab at my heart. I ran away crying, on my way I accidentally hit a wall and all my school supplies fell. I didn't bother picking them up, I was too busy crying my eyes out. To top it all of Bella had to come to my rescue…again. She was just walking in the hall way and came upon a crying wimpy looking weirdo. I bet you can already guess who that was. She was nice enough to help me pick up my books. I was still crying after she organized my folder.
"What in the world happened to you?" She asked. I didn't feel like telling her how I had embarrassed myself. But she insisted, and I couldn't say no to her face, at least not for too long anyway. I told her about Thomas, and the robot and I even told her about Iggi. She sat down next to me and listened the whole time. She seemed sincere with all her words, I was positive she wasn't faking it. She volunteered to help me with the robot. I smiled and thanked her. She told me not to thank her and that it was her pleasure. She handed me my books and the school bell rang. I realized we had been talking for an entire class period that was the first time I had ever skipped a class. I felt so bad. "Peter the bad boy" it just didn't sound right. But it sure felt great. I had skipped Geometry for a girl who didn't stuff me into a locker or make fun of my name. I felt so cool. Like a penguin in Antarctica. Bella walked with me to my house. We talked about school and how lame it was. She told me her dream of being more than just a pretty face. I cheered her on. I told her about my love for science. She didn't understand why I loved science, I told her to wait until we got to my house. She would soon find out why I loved it so.
When we arrived at my house my parents were fighting over the television. I told Bella to ignore them and we persisted to my cellar in which I had my miniature lab. I told her where everything went and tossed her some gloves. We were going to make the best robot yet for that fathead. She was like my lab worked on it all night long, sweating and struggling to stay awake, I think I forgot to do my homework. It didn't matter though I was going to present Thomas whit the best damned robot he never knew he wanted.
Oh and the RowdyRunk Boys are not OCs . I don't own them. Their from the PowerPuff Girls comic.
