Author Note: Well, not a lot of people reviewed the last chapter. I'm kinda disappointed. I can't blame you guys either. It is my fault. To make it up, I'm gonna try and update two chapters in my story this week! That outta bring 'em back, right? I'm making absolutely no promises though. Enjoy this chapter!
Disclaimer: I don't own the Powerpuff Girls. Yada, yada, yada. You know the drill.
Boomer's P.O.V
Boomer still couldn't believe Bubbles had run off on him like that, accusing him of lying about something as serious as that. She doesn't understand. She doesn't know what those three girls are capable of, Boomer thought as he ran with super speed, leaving his signature navy blue steak behind him.
When he finally got back to his apartment, Boomer was met with his brothers. They both had their arms crossed over their chests with almost identical frowns on their faces. Oh boy, I should've known this was going to happen when I got home. I'm really not in the mood to talk about her.
"Guys, I already know what this is about, but I really don't want to talk about it," Boomer says, walking past his brothers to his room, but was stopped by his wrist being grabbed by one of them.
"Like hell we need to talk about this," Butch says, his teeth clenched and dark green eyes flaming.
"Butch, that's enough," Brick demands his temperamental brother. "Boomer, you know we need to talk about this. It's really important," he adds, his voice commanding.
Boomer was forced to give in. This was really important, especially if the girls have already figured out the Powerpuff Girls go to the same school. With a puff of air, Boomer yanked his brother's hold on his wrist and crossed his hands over his own chest. Speaking of the girls, it brings up a very important question…
"Where are the girls? They really don't need to hear this," Boomer tells his brothers, eyes darting around the room. That's all they need; us talking about the Powerpuff Girls.
"No, they've decided to go out," Brick informs his concerned brother.
Boomer lets out a sigh of relief. Both Butch and Brick notice this and look at Boomer in confusion, but decide to let it slide. There were more important things going on right now.
"We need to discuss the situation concerning the Powerpuff Girls. We should've known they would decide to stay in Townsville. Whose dumb idea was it anyway to come back here? Brick starts, his red eyes seeming to get angrier as each word passes through his mouth.
"The girls'," They all say in unison. Of course it was their idea. I should've known, Boomer thinks to himself, his mood seeming to darken considerably as they all came to conclusion that this was the girls' plan all along.
"Should we help them? The girls, I mean. We have been enemies with them since the day we were created, but I don't know what our girls are planning. It doesn't seem good though," Brick brings up. Boomer has always known Brick has cared somewhat for Blossom, and deep down wouldn't want anything bad to happen to her.
Boomer scoffs, but was unheard by his brothers. Yeah, I already tried, and that worked so well, Boomer thinks as he remembers the angry and hurt he brought to Bubble's eyes before she ran away from him.
"Are you crazy?" Butch yells. He rounds to face Brick and points his finger in Brick's face in accusation. "You can't be serious! If anything we should be helping our girls finish them off," He adds.
Brick looks at Butch's finger as if he wants to bite it off, but in an instant all anger was washed from his facing leaving an unemotional mask that no one could read. "Maybe you're right, but I think we should wait and see what the girls are planning," Brick says with finality.
"You can't be ser-,"
"That's enough! I don't want to hear another word about it." Brick yells, interrupting the end of Butch's sentence. Hey, I don't blame Brick; Butch just never knows when to shut the hell up.
"Are we done then?" Boomer asks, beginning to walk down the hall to his shared room with Violet.
"Might as well be," Brick replies, his voice still irritated. Boomer catches a look behind himself to get a good look at his red brother before entering his room.
Brick was holding the bridge of his nose with his thumb and forefinger. His eyes were closed and his face looked to be pained. It must be hard to have the possible conspiracy against the one you care about. I know we used to try all the time, but we all know its different now. Our girls might finish the Powerpuff Girls off this time. We know they're capable, Boomer though before shutting his door.
Boomer went to lie on his bed, his body exhausted from the day's events. I still cannot believe we had to run into the Powerpuff Girls again. My brothers and I have changed, but what about them? They think we're the same. I don't even know if Bubbles will talk to me now that she thinks I'm lying.
Boomer decided to try and get Bubbles out of his mind, so he decides to plug in his iPod to listen to music. It always seems to take him out of his reality.
He puts his iPod on shuffle and lies back down onto his bed, letting the music take over his mind instead of blonde hair and sky blue eyes.
When Boomer decided to shut his music off and take a shower to get ready for a bed, the beginning of a song playing caught his attention.
I painted your room at
Midnight, so I'd know
Yesterday was over
I put all your books
On the top shelf,
Even the one with
The four leaf clover
Man, I'm getting older
I took all your pictures
Off the wall and wrapped
Them in a news paper blanket
I haven't slept in what seems
Like a century, and now I can
Barely breathe
Just like a crow chasing the butterfly
dandelions lost in the summer sky
When you and I were getting
High as outer space, I never
Thought you'd slip away
I guess I was just a little too late
Your words still serenade me,
Your lullaby's won't let me sleep
I've never heard such a haunting
Melody. Oh, it's killing me
You know I can barely breathe
Just like a crow chasing the butterfly
dandelions lost in the summer sky
When you and I were getting
High as outer space, I never
Thought you'd slip away
I guess I was just a little too late
Just like a crow chasing the butterfly
dandelions lost in the summer sky
When you and I were getting
High as outer space, I never
Thought you'd slip away -
Like a crow chasing the Butterfly
dandelions lost in the summer sky
When you and I were getting
High as outer space, I never
Thought you'd slip away
I guess I was just a little too late
Just a little too late
When the song was finished, Boomer didn't dare move. It felt like it should mean something to him. Before he could over think it, Boomer ran to get his things to take a shower. If music wouldn't let him think, then a shower sure would.
When Boomer was done and lying on his bed, he began to think of the day's events. It felt like a million years ago when I saw Bubbles for the first time this morning. It's amazing how much has happened today. I know I'm going to have to make Bubbles believe me somehow. She has to! She'll get hurt and that's all I need. Wait, why do I even care? Gah! I need to stop these confusing emotions, and with that final though, Boomer gave into sleep where his dreams were full of blue.
Author Note: Well, there you go. The song was The Crow & the Butterfly by Shinedown. I know there are many interpretations of this song, but mine is about a girl and a boy who are close friends but it never happens. It might be a foreshadowing of what's to come.
I'd like to thank you for sticking with me throughout this. I really hope my writing had gotten better. I look back at my earlier chapters and cringe at how horrid they are. I might fix them in the future. Have a wonderful night. :)
-HeadStuckInTheClouds
