SPH: Hey-o! I do not own Powerpuff Girls Z or any of its content, I only own Moira, all other OC's, the story, and the plot. On with the story!


Chapter 9: Sick

Moira groaned as she got off the floor and stretched. She hadn't had the greatest night's sleep, but she had to let Brick have the bed for the night, he didn't seem to be getting much better and it wouldn't be fair to have him sleep on the ground when he was sick.

"Hey, Brick?" she asked gently shaking him.

Brick coughed as he woke up.

"What?" he asked.

"I was gonna ask if you were feeling any better, but I don't think you are, huh?" Moira asked her new brother.

Brick shook his head.

"You feel really warm." Moira said placing her hand on his forehead, "You should probably rest today too."

"What if we get called again?" Brick asked, "I wanna fight this time, it's no fair I missed all the action!"

Moira sighed and sat down on the bed by him.

"It might not seem fair, but what good would fighting be if by doing so you only got worse, or even killed?" she asked, "You'll have plenty of chances to fight, but not unless you get better, okay?"

Brick sighed, but nodded.

"At least you're not on the streets anymore, right?" Moira asked, "I bet this would be a lot worse for you if you had to be out there trying not to get any worse."

"I guess." Brick mumbled before coughing again.

"Try to keep it down." Boomer moaned.

Moira giggled.

"Well, might as well wake them up as well." she whispered.

Brick smirked before coughing again.

Moira frowned.

'At least he has me to take care of him.' she thought sighing as she got up.

She carefully moved over to Boomer before picking him up and holding him upside down on her back.

"Hey!" he cried.

"Get up lazy butt!" Moira said laughing.

Brick laughed to before coughing some more and groaning.

Butch groaned and tried to put his pillow over his head, only to be picked up the same way Boomer had once Moira set him down.

"Hey!" Butch cried.

Moira laughed and set him down.

"Sorry, but I highly doubt you'd want to miss breakfast." she said giggling.

"Doesn't that usually take you at least an hour to make?" Ken asked from the doorway, "And could you quiet down please?"

"Oh come on Ken, that's because I make so much!" Moira said, "Cooking is a way for me to relax and… actually, just a way for me to relax."

Ken yawned and went back to his room.

Brick started coughing again.

"Dah!" Moira cried rushing over to him and helping him sit up. "Ken! Could you get the thermometer?" she cried.


"A hundred point five fever." Moira said sighing.

"Is that bad?" Brick asked.

"Yes and no," Moira said, "it definitely means you caught a cold at the least, but we're lucky it's not much higher or we'd possibly need to take you to the hospital and I highly doubt that would go over well. You just get lots of rest, okay?"

Brick nodded.


Moira sighed as she shut the door.

"Hey, I don't want you two getting sick, so try to stay away from him until he's better, okay?" Moira asked, "If you do interact wash your hands after so you don't get sick too, believe me, it's not fun to be sick."

Boomer and Butch nodded.

"Good, now, let's get something to eat." Moira said.

"Yeah!" the boys cried.


"Hey," Moira said walking into her room, "I made you breakfast, it's not the same as everyone else had, I had to make something easy on your stomach, but I'm sure you'll like it."

Brick pulled the blanket over his head.

"I'm not hungry." he said.

Moira sighed and set the tray of food she'd brought in down.

"Brick," she said, "what's wrong?"

"I hate this." Brick said, "I hate being sick."

He started coughing again.

"I keep sneezing, I can't stop coughing, my throat feels like it's on fire, and I heard you tell Butch and Boomer to keep away from me so they don't get sick." Brick complained.

Moira had a huge sweat drop on her head, white dot eyes, and blue lines on her face.

'I thought I was being quiet.' she thought.

She sighed.

"Believe me, I know how you feel." she said, "Once I got so sick I had to stay in the hospital for a few weeks. It wasn't fun, plus I couldn't hang out with my friends which sucked." she sighed. "I'm sorry that you're sick, and that it sucks, but you're just gonna have to get some rest, drink lots of fluids, and maybe take something for your cough."

Brick nodded.

"Now come on, you have to eat something." Moira said, "You can't get better on an empty stomach."

Brick nodded before coughing again.

"Powerpuffs and Rowdyruffs we need you-oooh!" Poochi howled.

"Well, I bet you're kinda glad you don't have to fight in the morning, huh?" Moira asked.

Brick nodded. He did not feel like getting up at all so he was glad Moira wouldn't let him.


"Thanks for breakfast Moira." Brick said finishing his toast.

He started coughing like crazy.

"I'm gonna go get you some cough syrup." Moira said, "It will help with your cough and help bring your fever down."

Brick nodded and layed back down.


Boomer and Butch groaned as they shuffled into the kitchen, their outfits a mess and with twigs all through their hair.

"Yikes." Moira said grabbing the cough syrup, "What happened out there?"

"We almost got our butts handed to us that's what." Boomer said, "The girls had to bail us out of it."

"You got your head stuck in a tree again, huh?" Moira asked.

"I accidently uprooted it getting him out." Butch said groaning.

"That's the sixteenth time since I met you guys!" Moira cried. She sighed. "Well, at least you're okay." she carefully placed a kettle on the stove.

"Could one of you get me once this thing boils?" Moira asked, "It will make a whistle sound once it's ready."

"Sure." the boys said sighing.

"Kay thanks!" Moira said before darting back to her room.

"Okay, be warned this is probably gonna taste awful." Moira said as she poured some of the cough syrup on a spoon so Brick could take it.

Brick sighed but nodded before swallowing it and making a face.

"Here," Moira said grabbing his glass from earlier, "you still have some juice left; it might help get the taste out."

Brick nodded and drank it.

"Hey, Moira?" Brick asked.

"Hmm?" Moira murmured.

"W-why did you decide to help us?" Brick asked.

Moira was a bit shocked by the question.

"Well, I suppose it was because my goal in life is to help improve the lives of as many people I can," she said, "growing up the way I did made me want to ensure that other people wouldn't go through the same thing, even though I lived in my parents' house, they made me sleep under the stairs, so in a way, I was homeless in my own home, I just couldn't let you guys live on the streets, I knew I had to get you off them and into a loving home."

"How'd you know?" Brick asked.

"I'm not sure." Moira said, "I think maybe, even though you were being jerks, I sensed that you were good deep down and that you deserved better."

"Hey Moira, whatever it is you told us to watch is ready." Butch's voice said from outside the door.

"Coming." Moira said. She turned to Brick. "I'll be right back, okay?"

Brick nodded.


"Here," Moira said handing Brick a cup of hot tea, "it's thyme tea, it will help get rid of your sore throat and cough."

"That's odd," Ken said from the doorway, "I didn't know we had that kind of tea."

"Oh, we don't," Moira said, "I made it using my grandmother's recipe, I went and bought a bunch of fresh herbs yesterday in case Brick's cold got worse and I decided I should get the ingredients for the tea. When I was little, my grandmother would always make it if I was sick."

"This tastes funny." Brick said.

Moira sweat dropped.

"I know, but it really works." she said.

Brick nodded and continued to drink it.

"Hmm, thyme tea," Ken said, "I never really used natural remedies; I should look some up and test them out next time I get sick."

"Please get out so you don't get sick any time soon." Moira said with a giant sweat drop and white dot eyes.

"Huh? Oh, right." Ken said before leaving.

"Hey Moira?" Brick asked.

"Hmm?" Moira muttered.

"Do you think once school starts we'll be able to make friends?" Brick asked.

Moira was a bit shocked, but nodded.

"Of course," she said, "I know you will."

Brick smiled.

"Oh, you're gonna love this," Moira said, "Boomer got his head stuck in a tree again while fighting!"

"Did he really?" Brick asked.

"Yup!" Moira said, "And Butch uprooted it trying to get him out."

Brick laughed before coughing and groaning.

"Finish your tea and then go back to sleep, okay?" Moira asked.

Brick nodded.

Moira smiled and left the room.


"Hey Moira, why aren't you staying away from Brick?" Boomer asked.

"Well he needs someone to take care of him, and since I'm your older sister it only makes sense that I take care of him." Moira said.

"But what if you get sick?" Boomer asked.

"I can take care of myself; I've been doing it for years." Moira said, "But I'll be fine, don't worry." she bent to their level. "Now, why don't we watch some TV?" she asked.

"Yeah!" the boys cried.


"I can't believe Buttercup's dad lost." Butch said as he, Moira, and Boomer played Clue.

"At least he didn't have to take off his mask." Moira said.

"I guess." Boomer said.

"Well, I say it was Colonel Mustard in the library with the candlestick!" Moira said a bit dramatically.

"Huh?" Boomer asked, "Oh, right the game."

"She got it right." Butch said checking the answer.

"Could you two put this away?" Moira asked, "I'm gonna make lunch."

"Powerpuffs and Rowdyruffs we need you-oooooh!" Poochi howled.

"Never mind, I'll get it, you guys just focus on saving the day." Moira said.

The boys nodded and transformed before taking off.

Moira sighed.

'Man, I haven't played Clue in ages, I'm amazed I won!' she thought packing the game away.

Putting it back in the closet she sighed.

'Then again, those two aren't the sharpest tools in the shed either.' she thought, 'Well, better make lunch!'


Moira hummed as she worked on lunch. She'd decided to make chicken noodle soup for everyone, it was yummy, and would be easy on Brick's stomach. Once she finished she poured some in a bowl and set a lid on the pot before turning off the burner and leaving a note on the table saying the soup was on the stove if they wanted any.

"Hey, I brought lunch." Moira said walking into her room.

Brick moaned and placed the pillow over his head.

Moira giggled and set the tray down.

"Sorry if I woke you." she said.

Brick muttered something, but the pillow muted it.

"Huh?" Moira asked, "Could you repeat that without the pillow?"

"I said it's not fair." Brick said.

"This about how you guys got called twice today?" Moira asked.

Brick nodded.

Moira sighed.

"I'm sorry." she said, "Normally the girls only get called once, not twice, I guess since the girls have been struggling more villains are thinking it's the perfect time to try and outdo each other."

"He didn't miss much." Boomer said from the doorway startling them, "Just getting that Fuzzy Lumpkins guy away from Miss Bellum."

"Please don't scare us like that again." Moira said placing a hand over her heart.

Boomer merely laughed.

"Out!" Moira said.

Boomer rolled his eyes and walked away.

"Your throat feeling better?" Moira asked.

Brick nodded.

"Good," Moira said, "if you need any more tea, just let me know, okay? You can have multiple cups a day if it's that bad." she placed her hand on his forehead. "Your fever seems to have gone down, I think tomorrow you should be over this cold, but I can't say for certain."

Brick nodded.

"I hope so," he said, "I'm basically the leader of Rowdyruff Boys Z."

"Yeah, I think Boomer probably would have less chance of getting his head stuck if it were the three of you out there instead of just two." Moira said giggling.

Brick sneezed before pulling the blanket over his head.

Moira giggled.

"Hey, come on, I made lunch." she said grabbing the tray.

Brick sighed and sat up so he could eat.

"Here, it's chicken noodle soup." Moira said, "It should be easy on your stomach, plus it's really good."

"MOIRA!" Ken's voice cried.

Butch and Boomer raced into the room and into the closet.

"What is going on here!?" Moira asked as Ken raced in after them.

"One of them put hot sauce in my soup when I wasn't looking!" Ken said.

Moira giggled.

"Lighten up, there should be plenty more." she said.

"No, I tried, but they dumped a bottle into the whole thing." Ken said.

The whole world around Moira shattered like glass when he said that.

Scowling she threw open the closet door.

"Which one of you did that!?" she cried.

"Him!" the boys cried pointing at each other.

Moira glared at the two, trying to tell who was right.

"Well, since I don't know who's telling the truth, I guess you're both in trouble." Moira said crossing her arms, "You're both cleaning up the mess you caused, and lost TV privileges."

"Great! That means I can finally watch what I want, assuming I beat the girls to it." Ken said.

"Aw man." Boomer and Butch whined.

"Hey, what about Brick?" Boomer asked.

"He's been in here all day; he's the only one of you three who's not in trouble." Moira said.

"Aw!" Boomer and Brick whined.

"Why'd you guys dump hot sauce in this stuff?" Brick asked, "I think it's fine the way it is."

"Oh, we already ate ours." Boomer said.

"Yeah." Butch said.

"I hadn't!" Moira cried making the two sweat drop.

Moira sighed.

"I'm gonna make myself a sandwich, don't cause any more trouble." she said exiting the room.


"Oh, Moira thanks for making lunch." The Professor said as she walked in.

"Don't eat the soup, Butch and/or Boomer put hot sauce in it after they got back." Moira said sighing.

"Oh, thanks for the warning." The Professor said pushing the bowl away, "Oh! That's right! The Mayor said that you and the boys should be able to move in next week, he even took care of getting the boys furniture."

"That's great, I'm sure the boys will love that news." Moira said.

"What news?" Boomer asked as he and Butch walked over.

"We should be able to move into the house next week." Moira said, "The Mayor even made sure you guys would have beds and stuff."

"Yes!" they cried.

"You still don't have TV privileges though." Moira said smirking.

"Aw man." the boys groaned.


"Hey, I have some good news." Moira said walking into her room.

"I don't have to stay in here any longer and can go fight if we get called again today!?" Brick asked.

"Eh, no, but if you no longer have a fever once I take your temperature again, then sure." Moira said with a sweat drop, "No, what I was going to say is we should be able to move into the house by next week and the Mayor made sure you guys will have beds and stuff once we get there."

"Alright!" Brick cried before coughing. "Aw man." he groaned.

Moira giggled.

"Tell ya what, if you get called again, I'll check your temperature and if you're not running a fever you can go fight, but when you get back you go back to resting, okay?" she asked.

Brick nodded.

"Sounds G-g-goo- ACHOO!" Brick sneezed. He groaned and pulled the blanket around him. "Ugh, that's the first time today."

"Didn't really need to know that, though I've heard worse, and things way more gross than saying it was the first time they sneezed all day." Moira said making a face, "I think the grossest was… uh, you know what, I'll tell you when you're feeling better, just in case it would make you feel even more sick." she said with a huge sweat drop, "I know just remembering it makes me feel that way."

"Oh come on!" Brick whined, "I can handle it!"

"Not chancing it." Moira said.

Brick started coughing like crazy again to the point he looked like he was gonna faint.

"BRICK!" she cried.

"I-I'm fine." Brick said.

Moira placed her hand on his forehead.

"Well, you don't seem to have a fever anymore, but I can't really tell." she said, "I'll make more tea though, that should help stop the coughing."

"You told me what the tea does earlier." Brick said frowning.

"Yeah, but while I'm sure you didn't need reminding, I felt I should explain just in case." Moira said nervously.

"Just go make the tea." Brick said with a blue vein mark.

"Okay, okay." Moira said heading to the door.

Brick sighed as she left.

'Ugh! What is with me?' he wondered, 'Why is it that I actually like this? All the niceness? The people around me? Moira taking care of me? I've handled worse than a stupid cold! I was probably the toughest guy out on the streets! I didn't need anyone to stand up for me, and I didn't need anyone taking care of me either! If someone messed with me, I'd just bash them in the face and show them who's boss! I was even a tough opponent for the Powerpuffs! Why is it that while I miss all that, I don't want to do that anymore? I mean I never wanna go back to living on the streets, but why don't I want to go back to all that trouble making?'

He made a fist and punched the bed.

'This isn't fair!' he thought, 'Ever since I met Moira I've been, nice, and I don't know why! All she did was give us some food and offer to find us a home. I honestly never expected her to pull though, I mean, I'm glad she did, but still, why did just those two things cause this huge change in me?'

He sighed, no turning back now.

"Everything alright?" Moira asked walking in with the tea.

Brick didn't reply.

"Brick?" Moira asked.

"I'm fine." Brick said.

Moira sighed.

"What's wrong?" Moira asked.

"Nothing." Brick said.

"Brick, don't lie to me." Moira said.

"I said I'm fine." Brick said rolling onto his side so he was facing the wall.

Moira sighed.

"Fine, don't tell me." she said, "I just worry about you, you're my brother. I want the best for you."

Brick didn't say anything.

"I brought the tea." Moira said.

"Thanks." Brick mumbled taking it.

Moira sat down next to him.

"You know, this isn't my first time here." she said, "I visited New Townsville almost a year before I graduated college. I remember that it had been pretty calm for the most part, though early in the morning, I ran into Mojo who was complaining about not having a family; he was carrying something that seemed really heavy and that had a large Z on it. Later that day I was in a hospital visiting my friend Anna's aunt with her grandmother when suddenly a giant robot arm came and destroyed a good bit of it, I'm lucky to be alive. That's why I chose to move here though, after everything cleared up a lot of people needed help and I wanted to be someone to provide it. I never expected it to be like this though." she smiled and giggled.

"I remember that day," Brick said, "that was the day me, Butch, and Boomer were created."

Moira looked at him before giggling.

"I guess maybe that's the real reason why I helped you, I already met you and knew I needed to provide it." she said. Then she realized something. "Wait a minute, IT WAS YOU GUYS WHO THREW A SALAMANDER INTO MY SOUP!" she cried.

Brick nervously laughed.

Moira sighed.

"Well, the past is in the past," she said, "it's not a big deal."

"Hey, what was school like for you?" Brick asked.

"Well, it was pretty rough," Moira said, "I got picked on a lot, and I was deemed a nerd because I liked reading and studying so much, but I was on the soccer team with my friend Emily, and I had her and Anna to stick up for me so it wasn't so bad I guess, aside from the other kids being really mean." she frowned and looked like she was going to cry. "There was one other person who stood up for me, but I don't want to think about that."

Brick nodded.

"I guess my best advice would be to make new friends, but keep your brothers close," Moira said, "if you were to get into some sort of trouble, I know they'd be there to support you and help you out."

Brick nodded sadly and stared at his tea.

"Anyway, you don't have to worry about school for a while, so relax a little." Moira said, "Though it wouldn't hurt to get school supplies I suppose."

Brick took a sip of his tea.

"You know, I think tomorrow if you're feeling better we should go shopping and get you guys some new clothes, and I suppose it wouldn't hurt to let you guys pick out some video games or something while we're at it." Moira said, "After all, while the Mayor took care of having things necessary for you guys to live with me, I don't really think he supplied much else."

Brick groaned.

Moira giggled.

"Hey, come on," she said, "It won't be that bad."

"Yeah right." Brick mumbled.

Moira sighed.

"Just get some more rest, okay?" she asked.

Brick nodded.


"What!?" Ken asked, "No way! You can't sleep in my room for the night!"

"Come on!" Boomer said, "Moira doesn't want us interacting with Brick so we don't get sick as well."

"It'll only be one night." Butch said.

Ken sighed.

"Fine, but if you mess with any of my stuff you're dead." Ken said.


SPH: Hey guys! I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Alright, I'm gonna clear this up now, yes, I was inspired by Harry Potter when I created Moira, well, not her entirely, but her personality and her living conditions as a kid, hence the sleeping under the stairs part. Fun fact, Moira and her friends are all big fans of the Harry Potter series! I also personally prefer herbal remedies over medicine so I made it so Moira uses them as well ad was taught by her grandmother who was a healer. As for Moira waking Butch and Boomer up, anyone who's a fan of RWBY and Big Hero 6 will recognize that I combined Tadashi's way of making Hiro look for another angle and Nora's first line in the series together. Question time! Will Brick really be well enough to fight tomorrow? Will the tea work? Will Butch and Boomer stay out of trouble? Well, I'll see you in the next chapter!