To Buttercup, the day was long and boring. It dragged on until lunch, when she finally got to stuff herself with the food provided by the cafeteria.
"It's only been three hours," Bubbles nibbled on her salad. "Plus I think the classes were kinda fun! Everyone seems so nice!"
"Probably because they know we can kick ass." The green eyed triplet mumbled. "But anyway, my problem is when are we actually gonna drive?" Buttercup huffed into her burger before taking a large bite.
"Patience will be the end of you," Blossom rolled her eyes. "We've only just begun this Driver's Ed course and we must learn the rules of the road before driving on them. Everyone else is ahead of us because we started at an odd time during the year."
"Speaking of which," Buttercup swallowed the bite of her burger, "why is it that we are going to school in what's technically the summer? Is this an all year around thing?"
"That's a rather good question, Buttercup, and I'm going to have to assume that yes, it is considering that we are schooling now," Blossom answered. Buttercup let out a long, angry sigh before she took another animalistic bite from her burger.
"S'alright." A deep, rough voice came from behind Buttercup. "We get a few breaks here and there but we still aren't allowed to leave the campus. Sorry you ladies had to wait, the training session was longer than we expected and we figured you three would be sitting outside enjoying this lovely weather."
Bubbles' ears perked up. "Outside? You said there's seating outside?"
Boomer moved to sit beside Bubbles, gently placing his tray of food on the table. "Yeah, there's a lot more tables outside. It's a courtyard and the inside of the cafeteria can only hold so many people."
"What if it rains?" Bubbles questioned, snapping a baby carrot in half.
"Almost never does." Butch swallowed a bite of his own burger – he had managed to snag the open seat beside Buttercup without her protesting.
"That's odd," Blossom took the offered baby carrot from Bubbles. "Rain is a very necessary part of nature's growth."
"Agreed," Brick sat across from Blossom with his own tray of food. "But it doesn't here, not sure why. But anyway, how were your first day of classes?"
"Great!"
"Interesting."
"Boring."
"What's so boring with your class? It's your first day, figured you'd be into some new shit or whatever." Butch stuffed more food into his mouth.
Buttercup, still not wanting to look at Butch, kept her eyes trained on her burger. "Hate reading and just sitting there. I like doing things hands-on."
"Same," Butch mumbled into his food. "But your training starts after lunch so get ready for that."
"Get ready? It's gonna be a piece of cake for them." Boomer propped himself up on his arm. "Flying, super strength, laser eyes? You guys got this no problem."
"Yeah," Brick took a swig from his drink. "Basically, with each training class you go into, and we know you'll get assigned to one of the stronger power classes based on what we saw Friday, you'll be tested on your strength and ability. Easy stuff, but you guys will be stuck in those armor suits you first wore when you got here for the entire time you train until you are settled into your rightful power class."
"And after we get assigned to our power class?" Bubbles asked.
"You wear whatever training clothes you want." Butch shrugged. "Those suits can be a pain in the ass, we all know that. We mainly just wear the suits during every simulation just for shits and giggles."
"Yeah, we can smell." Buttercup scrunched up her nose. It was at this moment that the boys became conscious of their appearance and . . . fragrance.
Butch fanned out his sweat covered tank top. "Like I said, training session was longer than expected and not like it matters anyway, we're going right back into training after this.
Bubbles giggled as Boomer attempted to scoot away from her to hide his scent. "It doesn't bother me, silly." She whispered to him. "Body odor is a natural thing and besides, you don't actually even smell bad."
"Isn't there like a thing that says if someone's natural body odor is appealing to you then that means you're attracted to them or something?" Buttercup smirked at Bubbles who had started to choke on the water she was sipping while Boomer's face became red as his brother's laughed at him.
"Don't pick on Bubbles like that," Blossom chuckled, "but you're not wrong. Glad to know you actually paid attention during our schooling."
The girls had spent the remainder of their lunch questioning the boys on what the training would be like until a bell sounded that signaled the boys and the rest of the cafeteria to leave to go back to their class or training session while the girls were sought out by Dr. Clara.
"I hope you've enjoyed your first day of school so far," she smiled to the triplets. "I'll walk you back to your dorms so that you may retrieve your body suit and then I will walk you to your first training session."
x
The week had carried on fairly easily for the girls as they had powers that seemed to surpass the expectations of every power class they were placed in. As the girls progressed throughout the week, they learned the names of each power class – Human, Low, Middle, High, and Super. According to the boys, the name of the power class ultimately describes your strength and power. Butch had even snickered as he explained the Human power class, saying something like "they are basically humans but with ESP type shit going on."
The boys had also been kind enough to explain that while yes, mostly everyone got along and the school wanted everyone to be equal, this was still a school and these people were still human so there are such things as cliques and all of that "stupid fucking shit" Butch spat out as he eyed down a particular table across the courtyard during one lunch. Buttercup had groaned when she had heard of the ever present social class and had voiced her opinion on it rather crudely, causing both Bubbles and Blossom to wince at her extra harsh language.
"Don't worry," Butch chuckled at her. "You girls will be okay."
Those words had stuck with Buttercup as she and her sisters had entered the High power class – the second strongest power class. Buttercup had confidence in herself and in her sisters, she really did, it was just the people she wasn't too crazy about.
Everyone who was present watched the girls with curious eyes through the entire training class, every training class, and everyone wanted to know if they were really as great as they made themselves out to be during their first ever simulation fight.
Thursday, High power class training day, seemed to be a smaller class compared to the other training classes they had gone through. There were very few in that power class compared to the other classes and if the girls had to guess it was maybe forty people at most but among those forty people Buttercup recognized a face she had hoped she wouldn't see ever again.
It was the idiot that flicked his cigarette ashes at Bubbles and blew smoke in her face.
She snarled at the man when he turned his face in her direction and lowered his sunglasses. The girl who had ignored the three triplets was also in that class and also still filing her nails. She happened to glance up and made eye contact with the girls, but it was noticed that once she met Blossom's eyes, the girl had sneered at her.
"Guess there can only be one redhead in this town." Buttercup smirked.
"I guess that gives me all the more reason to surpass this class." Blossom's eyes had lingered on the girl's retreating figure as she had walked passed the girls and towards a group of sickly green looking boys – including the guy with the sunglasses.
"Alright ladies," a large man emerged from a room separate from the training room. "Time to test your abilities."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," Buttercup yawned and stretched her arms. "Let's get this over with."
x
"I can't believe you did that!" Bubbles tugged on her pigtails as she and her sisters made their way back to the dorms.
Buttercup shrugged as she was already loosening the straps of her body suit. "That asshole had it coming."
"Well, well, well," the girls stopped as they entered the front door to the dormitory, seeing Dr. Clara standing in the middle of the first floor kitchen and lounging area. "I heard you passed the High power class with flying colors and . . . minor troubles." Her eyes held Buttercup's.
"We're very sorry about that." Blossom tried to apologize.
"Please," Dr. Clara held up a hand, "don't be. Training is training and I was told all about the situation. To be quite frank, if I were groped by a disgusting, sleaze of a man then I would have flung him across the room as well." She quickly cleared her throat. "But, that's just between us. You will not be reprimanded for your actions. As for tomorrow, congratulations girls, you have graduated to the Super power class and you are free to bring whatever training clothes you'd like as long as you don't mind them getting a little dirty. I know those training suits are horrid to work in." Dr. Clara winked at the girls and gave a small goodbye as she walked past them and through the doors.
"Dr. Clara kind of reminds me of someone." Blossom put her hand up to cradle her chin. "But I just can't quite put my finger on it."
Buttercup shrugged at her sister. "Whatever, I didn't get in trouble and that's all I care about. Now let's eat!"
"Seconded!" Butch shouted, moving through the front doors with his brothers in tow.
Both Bubbles and Blossom had glanced towards their middle sister; Buttercup still refused eye contact with Butch but would reply to him on occasions. He, in turn, would attempt to respect Buttercup and give her space but let a pick up line or two run by her a day – to which she would always blush, and Butch really loved seeing the feisty girl blush.
"So did we hear that correctly? You're moving up?" Boomer slung his duffle bag over his shoulder.
Bubbles nodded excitedly. "Yeah! We'll totally be seeing you guys like all the time now!"
"Not like we don't already." Buttercup mumbled.
Blossom rolled her eyes at her younger sister, "Yes, it does seem like we'll be seeing you more often. I must admit, I'm excited to see what the difference in this power class will be."
"Can we discuss this over food?" Buttercup was getting aggravated. "I'm seriously starving!"
"Alright, let's go change." Blossom smiled back at the male triplets. "You coming?"
"Race you!" Buttercup shouted and took off down the hall, a blue streak following soon after because Bubbles simply couldn't resist a race. Soon, Boomer and Butch followed, a dark green and dark blue streak trailing them as they flew down the hallway after the two sisters.
"Would it be rude of me to ask where you three acquired your powers? Or is that too forward for someone you have met a little less than a week ago?" Blossom started to cover her mouth as she glanced at Brick.
"What makes you think we weren't born with them?" Brick asked, a corner of his mouth lifted in a half smile.
"I wasn't trying to assume. I've already met a few people who stated that their powers came to be because of an accident of some sort."
Brick snorted. "I'm assuming you met them in the lower training classes." Blossom nodded. "Yeah, those are a little rare to come by, there are very few here that weren't born with powers and those people are generally more open about their background than everyone else. Trust me Blossom, you and your sisters aren't alone when it comes to not wanting to talk about your life."
Blossom shivered when Brick said her name. Ever since they had met, Brick had only really called her 'babe' so it was pleasant when he had called her by her actual name. "So," she cleared her throat, "does that mean you and your brothers are a part of the percentage that does not want to talk about their origin?"
"I like you Blossom." Brick stopped. Blossom's eyes widened and she opened her mouth to question him but Brick continued. "You seem like a really intelligent girl who is curious by nature, you're gorgeous in every sense of the word, and you know what you want and when you want it. So with all that being said, I'll tell you a little about me and my brothers if you tell me about you and your sisters, deal?"
"Brick," Blossom sputtered, "I hardly see what any of those mere qualities have to do with discussing our backgrounds."
Brick lightly cupped his counterparts face, making sure that she was looking into his eyes. "They had nothing to do with it; I just felt that you needed to know." He smirked as Blossom's face started to color, almost matching his eyes.
"I-I see." She cleared her throat. "Well then, let's discuss this another time. I actually don't think it would be a bad idea if my sisters and I were able to talk to someone about our past. You never know, we might even have something in common."
Brick's raised an eyebrow as he and Blossom continued walking, finally reaching the stairs leading to their floor. "You actually want to talk about it?"
Blossom fiddled with the straps on her waist. "Well, yes. We were very lonely growing up and I whole heartedly believe that it would do my sisters some good to realize that we might have never been alone in this world after all – of course I mean when it comes to our specific backgrounds and abilities and what not."
Her companion nodded in response but inwardly wondered why Blossom felt the need to specify the last bit. Why wouldn't she just want her sisters to know that they haven't been alone in general? Brick shook his head, no, he was just thinking too much again. Of course Blossom and her sisters had been alone. From the brief and very vague discussions they had had while reminiscing about their home life it seemed that the three triplets were almost locked up within the confinements of their household aside from the rare trips to the grocery store.
"I don't feel that your sister Buttercup has warmed up to us quite yet." Brick held the door to their floor open for Blossom to pass through. "But I'd be more than happy to talk with you about it. Say over some dinner sometime? Or during a stroll through the campus?"
Blossom blinked then smiled. "Oh yes! A friendly stroll would do great!"
Brick wanted to slap himself but stopped, falling behind Blossom as she continued to walk to her dorm room. Of course she didn't understand that he was asking her out, she's never been asked out! "No Blossom, more like a date." Blossom echoed to the word back to him and Brick nodded. "Yeah, like I said – I like you, Blossom. I'd like to get to know you more." He paused. " Please?"
Blossom started to gnaw on her bottom lip, a habit she picked up when she got nervous or when she started to think. "I guess it couldn't hurt?" She finally suggested. Brick's mouth broke out into a smile, showing his teeth.
"Thanks, I promise you won't regret it." Blossom's heart started beating rapidly in her chest and she felt herself blushing.
"I don't think I will either." She mumbled to herself, parting to change in her respective room.
x
"So," Boomer greeted his new friends, "are you ready?"
"Hell yeah!" Buttercup pumped her fist into the air.
"I'm curious to see what this training will be like." Blossom pushed herself to sit closer to the table.
"I'm a little nervous." Bubbles admitted, tugging on her pigtails. Boomer just about melted.
"Nothing to be nervous about." Boomer attempted to comfort Bubbles. She smiled back at him gratefully.
"Boom's right." Butch agreed. "Nothing to be nervous about. You girls will do great."
An obnoxious snort was heard behind Blossom. "I doubt it. The way you handled yourself in yesterday's power class barely got you past the bear minimum."
"Shut up, Princess." Boomer huffed. "You're just jealous."
"Of her?" Princess screeched, pointing at Blossom. "If only she were so lucky."
"Of their moving up." Boomer corrected.
"I could beat them no problem! You know why I'm in the class that I'm in instead of Super, where I rightfully belong!" Princess squinted her eyes at Boomer.
Buttercup stood up and crossed her arms. "Look, puffball, if you've got a problem I will gladly kick your ass just like I did your little friend's."
Princess didn't falter as she turned her glare towards Buttercup. "Please, as if you could. Why Ace wanted to touch a monstrous thing like you is beyond me."
"Yeah, and I fixed that problem pretty fucking fast now, didn't I?" Buttercup's face twisted into a sneer. "I wouldn't mind getting into some trouble if only that means I could teach your ass a lesson."
"Oh yeah?" Princess cackled. "And what would that lesson be?"
Buttercup leaned closer to Princess, slightly intimidating the smaller, thicker girl. "Not to fuck with the Utonium sisters."
Princess responded by lifting her head and giving a small 'hmph' as she sauntered off. Her parting words echoed through Blossom's ears.
"Whatever, just lay off my Brick!"
Butch whipped his head back around to face his brothers. "Jesus fucking Christ," he wheezed. "I have the biggest fucking boner for this girl right now. You guys really have no idea."
Brick and Boomer scrunched up their faces. "We don't want to know, bro."
"Wow," Bubbles cheered. "You didn't get into a fight this time! I'm so proud of you, BC!"
Buttercup didn't respond. Instead she sat back down by Butch and continued to eat her food, obviously still fuming about her encounter with Princess. "That stupid fucking bitch. She fucking thinks she can try and insult me. She thinks she can just say whatever the fuck she likes doesn't she? Well fuck that. I will end her, oh man I will fuck her world up."
"Ahem," Blossom interrupted Buttercup's rant. "It's okay. You know very well that we can handle ourselves. However," she turned to Brick, "what did she mean by that?"
"Oh, her Brick?" He snorted, the very thought of Blossom being jealous made him chuckle. "She is delusional. She's had this huge thing for me ever since she got here. Why? Are you the kind of girl who gets possessive?"
Blossom's face flushed, "Er, that's not what I meant. I meant what did she mean by her stating that you three knew the reason as to why she's been placed in the power class that she's in."
"Details, details," Butch cut in, "she's just a jealous bitch is all." The bell sounded, causing the students to stand up and dispose of their trays. "Time for training! Hope you girls brought your things, we will happily escort you to your new training class."
"That won't be necessary, Butch." A womanly voice called out, catching all six students' attention. "You three go ahead; I will be escorting them as I have been all week." The boys nodded and walked off.
"See you in a few." Brick winked to Blossom.
Dr. Clara started forward, motioning the girls to follow her. "Now girls, as you know our training rooms are located in a different building than the other classes."
"Yes, so far they have all been located in Amoeba building."
"Correct, Blossom," The tall woman smiled. "But this class is located in a different building, right beside Amoeba actually. This building is called Macabre. The building was named after our founding 'father' so to speak."
"That's a very," Blossom paused, trying to find the right word to use, "interesting name."
"Yes, it means a number of things but all of which surround the terms 'gruesome', 'horrifying', and 'death'." She smiled as they walked across the campus. "We found that the only real way to test and guide our strongest of the strong is to put you all together in one building, in a separate and specially designed building, so that you all may train your hearts out without worry of destroying everything around you."
"Awesome," Buttercup whispered.
"I trust you all have your things?" The girls nodded and Dr. Clara opened the door to the building, revealing a large white and gray room filled with many other super powered beings. "You may change in our designated women's room. It is located on the right, all the way down there." She pointed at one end of the building. "While you change I will introduce you to the class and we can get you started. You may also leave your things in one of the lockers we have provided for you. Just pick an empty locker and enter your own code; that locker will stay yours for the duration of your stay here – it operates the same as your dorm room."
The girls nodded and left to change, only to emerge minutes later in new attires and without the backpacks provided by the school. Behind Dr. Clara, Butch could be heard whistling at presumably Buttercup as she had decided to wear something tight and flexible.
Her sports bra was a dark green and her high rise black capris yoga pants were snug on her legs and thighs, giving her the freedom to stretch and bend as far as she wanted. Bubbles and Blossom wore similar outfits except both girls wore cut out yoga pants and white tank tops over their respective colored sports bras.
"I don't know if I can survive this class if Bubbles always comes dressing like that." Boomer mumbled to Brick. "I mean look at her ass, it's damn near perfect!"
"I'm too busy looking at Blossom's." Brick mumbled back.
"Excellent! I've already alerted the class and your new instructor of your arrival," Dr. Clara began walking towards the double doors that they had entered from. "I wish the best of luck to you!" With that, she left, leaving the triplets standing in the middle of the training room.
"Alright!" A shapely woman strutted forward, hands on her hips as she gathered the class' attention. "I am Ms. Ima." The woman announced, her wild black hair poked out in all directions. "I am the instructor of this class."
"She already seems better than the first instructor we had. What was that loser's name?" Buttercup mumbled.
"Mr. Dick Hardly." Bubbles shuddered. "He was a total creep that was way too obsessed with money and all that science-y stuff he tried to talk to us about was beyond confusing."
"So we'll begin with testing your strength," Ms. Ima lead the girls to a few platforms connected to a wall. "And since you made it this far I would say it's safe to assume you have some sort of super strength ability but correct me if I'm wrong." After a brief pause and receiving no comments or corrections, the green eyed woman continued. "One of you will stand on this platform and catch the falling weights," she pointed up to a number of what looked like cement blocks. "Above are cast iron platforms that you will be catching. These platforms will drop periodically with about ten second intervals in between so that you may either adjust to the weight difference or fall to your knee or knees. Once you drop to your knees, the platform you are standing on will detect your shift in posture and automatically stop dropping weights."
The shapely woman turned to look at the girls. "So, who would like to go first?"
A brief pause and Blossom stepped forward. "I will."
Ms. Ima stretched her red lips into a wide smile and commented on Blossom's strong, female leadership before she led Blossom to stand on the platform. "I hope you don't mind an audience." She moved away and Blossom locked eyes with Brick, who shot her a thumbs up. Blossom's sisters stood off to the side and away from the crowd as they watched their eldest sister.
"Ready," Blossom nodded at Ms. Ima. The instructor pressed a red button standing beside the platform. Immediately a loud buzz was heard and down dropped the first platform that Blossom caught with ease.
Blossom grunted as more and more weights continued to fall but she was persistent and stared forward in complete concentration. She could hear her sisters whisper words of encouragement as the blocks continued to fall but other than that, the room was almost completely silent. Once the weights became too much, Blossom squatted down, her knees touching the platform below her.
Ms. Ima had pressed the red button again and the cast iron weights began retracting back into the high spaced ceiling above. She scribbled on a clipboard attached to the wall next to the platforms "Your maximum weight handling is like catching a large plane that's hurdling towards the ground. Next?"
Bubbles tugged on her pigtails. "I guess I'll go."
"Remember to bend when you catch the weights so that you don't strain your body." Buttercup clapped her little sister on the back.
Bubbles nodded as she and Blossom switched places. "Okay," Ms. Ima waited for Bubbles to get situated. "Ready?" Bubbles nodded.
Buzz
Immediately the weights started to fall and Bubbles was able to catch a fair amount before she started to sink lower and lower to the platform.
Her sisters took notice of their baby sister's faltering. Buttercup nudged Blossom and motioned toward Bubbles but Blossom simply shook her head 'no'. "That's something I feel like we shouldn't show everyone."
"A secret weapon?" Buttercup inquired, whispering low. Blossom only nodded in response and turned in time to see her little sister's knees touch the platform – the weights stopping mid fall.
Again, Ms. Ima hit the button and the weights began to retract, writing more notes down on the clipboard. "Your maximum weight handling is like lifting an adult Sperm Whale." Bubbles nodded and moved off the platform.
"Last but not least." Ms. Ima motioned towards Buttercup.
"You got it, Butterbabe!" Butch cheered as his counterpart positioned herself on the platform. She pointedly ignored him but Ms. Ima shot a warning glare in his direction.
Buttercup nodded to Ms. Ima and she responded by pressing the button.
Buzz
Platform after platform began to drop and Buttercup caught them all with ease as they stacked on top of one another. Once Buttercup surpassed Blossom's maximum weight, the class began to murmur and whisper amongst each other.
How strong is this girl if she's holding over 90,000 pounds with little to no effort?
As more weights piled on her opened palms, Buttercup started to grunt. She had no idea how many weights there were in total but she hoped she was nearing the end. She had to have been going on at least ten minutes worth of holding up weights. Buttercup was determined, sure, but damn her arms were getting numb.
"You can do it, BC, you can do it!" She heard Bubbles cheer from beside Boomer.
Buttercup grunted again as another weight slammed down on top of her already large stack and she slowly started to sink towards the ground. Her left knee was mere centimeters from the ground before she pushed herself up back to a squatting position.
She's not tapping out now.
Buttercup kept her eyes trained on the ground as she continued to focus all of her strength into holding up the still falling platforms. She felt her body straining as she forced herself to stay up and she could hear her heartbeat in her ears.
The class continued to mumble in impressed and taken-aback awe at the middle triplet's determination and strength.
"Oof!"
Buzz
Everyone was silent as they watched the weights retract off of Buttercup's knelt form. The green eyed girl stayed still for a moment, leaning her head on her one propped knee, as she tried to calm her shaking form.
"Impressive. Very impressive." Ms. Ima was holding her clipboard. "Your maximum strength is like holding up Mount Neverest with everyone in the Association of World Supermen occupying the summit. You are officially our second strongest student here in this school."
Buttercup's head shot up. "Who is the strongest?"
There was a pause as light green eyes met dark green.
Ms. Ima flipped through her clipboard. "Butch Jojo is our official strongest."
Buttercup wobbled as she stood up, legs tired from holding up so much weight for such a long period of time. "Of fucking course he is."
The instructor laughed and moved to go outside. "I sense a challenge for the number one spot."
Butch held out his hand for Buttercup while the rest of the class dispersed and moved with the instructor. "So you think you can top me?"
Buttercup smiled and shook Butch's hand. "I know I can."
"Great," Butch mumbled back, smiling and holding Buttercup's eyes. "I guess we should follow everyone else. I think your speed testing is up next."
"Bubbles has us on that one." Buttercup rolled her eyes, releasing Butch's hand. She started off towards the door, following the class, and Butch brought up the rear.
Well, Buttercup had the rear rear covered in Butch's personal opinion but he was last one to walk out the door. The few seconds to himself gave Butch enough time to calm down. He didn't know what it was but something about that girl just gave him this warm feeling. A good feeling. A feeling he doesn't think he's really ever felt before.
He felt calm and nervous all at the same time with her. It was confusing but he wanted to feel more of that. He wanted to feel more of her. Their slight brushes against each other were enough to send him over the edge. Butch wanted her in every way possible.
"At least ask me out on a fucking date first."
And maybe she wanted him too.
x
Woot! Sorry for the wait but I wanted to post only the best for you all (although I still feel that I could have written better)!
School semester has started up once again and I can already tell that one of my classes is going to give me a hard time.
I will update as much as I can!
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