No Sugar High Compares to Your Sweetness
[Bandit x Chubby!Reader]
Bandit Jojo. He was the definition of a sugar high. He would literally bounce off walls, because he could. He'd run around in circles so fast a tornado would form, and then disappear because he was still running. He could faze himself through walls he was shook so violently. It was known by everyone that there were secret candy stashes all over the school made by him. If you happened across one, you'd better not take any, or he'd hunt you down.
Even with being a RowdyRuff Boy, he was pretty nice. If you could call him giving everyone who crossed his path a spine cracking hug nice, he was extremely nice. And excitable. Only one of his brothers were able to put up with his hyper activity for more than a few hours, and that was Boomer, and he was pretty hyper himself, just not as crazy about it.
But, as hyper active and sugar addicted the purple Ruff was, there were some days everyone knew to steer clear of him. And those, were the days he would crash. It was easy to tell when he had crashed. Instead of his twitchy demeanor, his wide crazed eyes and grin, his inability to stay still, and his incredibly loud voice. He was still, his eyes downcast, his lips in a firm line, he couldn't stand having to move for it jarred his migraine, and when he spoke, it was in a near whisper you had to strain to hear and it would sound like he had just swallowed glitter fine glass and really needed some water. The worse, the absolute worse thing you could do, was aggravate him. One person learned this the hard way. Thankfully, though, it was one of his brothers. Butch.
Bandit, on this particular crash day, kept his head on his desk for a majority of the day, with the hood of his hoodie up over his head. Now, about midway through the day, right after lunch, the green Ruff decided to bother the purple Ruff. Making jokes, talking incredibly loud, jostling and shaking the poor brunette. He kept doing this until Bandit snapped, reminding everyone why he was a RowdyRuff Boy. He had shot from his seat at his usual extreme speed and shouted at his brother. He got as loud as he usually would be, but, there was no humor behind his words that made them pleasant, and no bubbling laughter that he'd have when he would tell a dark joke so everyone would know he was kidding. No, he was dead serious and terrifying.
He stood nose to nose with his amused brother.
"Will you shut the f*ck up already, I have a headache!"
"So?" was Butch's response.
"I will throw you across town if you say anything else, I'm not kidding." Bandit's words towards the end were dark, slow, and made everyone in the room want to hold their breathes.
All Butch did was lean forward slightly and shouted in Bandit's face, "I dare you!"
In a blink of an eye, Bandit had slammed his fist into Butch's face, grabbed him by his shirt spun around several times and threw him through the windows. Everyone watched as Butch soared out of sight. Bandit had then sat down, pulled his hood up over his head, pulled the strings to make it tighten over his face before he laid his head back down, daring anyone else to disturb him. The PowerPuff Girls, however, did come by to collect him moments later to give him a punishment for damaging public property.
Now, this brings us to the most recent time he crashed. When he met you, our dear reader. It was your first day at the school, having transferred from Cityville. You knew about the villains in this town, mainly because you did research on the drive in, so you did know about the RowdyRuff Boys. And throughout the day, you'd been told about them. Since they were four of five villains that attended the school in the first place.
You'd been told that Brick was a narcissistic sexist, that Butch was a crazed boy who loved destruction, that Boomer would probably only get as far as his looks could carry him, and that normally Bandit was so hyper active you wouldn't see him if he ran by you. But, you'd been given a warning about Bandit, that today, he was crashing from one of his many sugar highs. Meaning, he was a little cranky, and it would be best not to bother him.
Well, lucky you, in your fourth period science class, you happened to be pair up with the brunette. Seeing as his recent partner had their schedule changed. Now, before we go one about how your first meeting with him went down, let's talk about you for a moment. You were pretty average, you were smart, not extremely social but you could make friends if you wanted, you were outgoing but shy around people who made you uncomfortable. Yeah, that's you. Wait...I'm forgetting something crucial for this story. What was it...hmm. Oh! Of course, how could I forget. You, dear reader, happen to be on the bigger side of girls. You weren't huge, but you were noticeably chubby. I apologize, I'm rambling, back to the story at hand!
You were now Bandit's new science partner. He had his head down, and appeared to have headphones in. The teacher had passed out an assignment and told everyone to work quietly with their partner. Everyone did in fact work quietly, but not because of the teacher telling them to. Usually, they'd be loud and not caring, they were all quiet because of Bandit. You didn't know that. You, however, not actually knowing what Bandit would actually do to those who aggravated him during a crash, tentatively placed a hand on his arm in attempt to get his attention. You felt him stiffen under your touch. His head shifted, he was now looking at you. He seemed a bit angry. His purple eyes a few shades darker than what they usually were, but you wouldn't know that.
Your eyes were locked with his for a few moments before he said, "What?" everyone froze at his voice. Though quiet, unmistakably his. A few turned to look at you like you were crazy, a few contemplating shushing you in attempt to save you from his wrath. But, you had already spoken before they would've had the chance.
"We have an assignment, and I'm new. I don't understand some of this." you explained to him.
Bandit stare at you for a few moments before sitting up, pulling his headphones out and shrugging his hood off, smoothing out his disheveled brown hair.
"Lemme see." he said, taking the paper. You leaned towards him slightly, having a slight problem hearing him. His eyes scanned the page before he squeezed his eyes shut and rubbed the bridge of his nose.
"Do you have a headache?" you asked, your voice soft and soothing. He liked that.
"Yeah." he muttered before going back to the page.
"I could try and figure it out myself, I have the text book. If you don't feel well you can just put your head back down." you said, reassuringly. You wouldn't want to make his headache worse. His eyes scanned you for a moment before locking on your eyes.
"The information is in chapter eighteen." he said, placing the paper in front of you before laying his arms on the table and resting his head on them. He was facing you, but he had his eyes closed. When he heard you get to work, he cracked his eyes open to watch you. You were pretty cute. And nice, and clearly caring. Whenever you'd glance over at him, he'd close his eyes. Looking at you, though, thinking about how nice you were (even though you barely exchanged any conversation), his headache slowly faded away.
The next day, was eventful. You had just gotten to school, and you were at your locker. Fighting to get it open. It had a bit of a jammed lock, but you eventually got it open. A note fell out. You picked it up. It purple ink and crudely scribbled note said, "Meet me in the court yard when you get this." It was confusing. But, against your better judgment, you got your things and headed out to the court yard. You had a good ten minutes before class started. When you got there, no one was there.
"Hello?" you said, looking around.
"You came!" you squealed as a voice came from behind you. When you whirled around, the boy who had spoken started laughing loudly. It was Bandit. He looked extremely different than he did yesterday. He now had what appeared to be a black tie wrapped around his forehead, he was shaking and twitching, moving in place, his eyes seemed more vibrant, and he looked ready to run a long race he would surely win. Everything about him screamed he had just eaten a lot of sugar. His laughter bubbled down and he grinned widely. That only lasted a few moments before he was talking again, speaking loudly and quickly you almost didn't understand him.
"I'm so glad you came, I was worried you wouldn't. But you did, and now I'm happy. Do you like candy? Would like some? I have some! I'm getting off track, I wanted to apologize about yesterday, I was being such a downer, and you were being so nice and considerate! Hey, your pretty cute when you look at me like that. But anyways, I'm Bandit Jojo. I never got your name yesterday, what's your name?" he looked at you expectantly, still twitching and shaking, grinning widely. You attempted to understand everything he said. You blinked several times before realizing he had asked your name.
"(y/n)...(y/n) (l/n)."
He grabbed your hand and started to shake it.
"Nice to meet you! Oh, who am I kidding?" he said before yanking you into a hug, and hoisted you clear off the ground, making you gasp. Sure, you knew he was super, but it's been a while since somebody has picked you up so easily. He set you down, but didn't let go. You noticed he had stopped shaking.
"Your pretty soft." he mumbled into your shoulder. Making you blush.
"And warm." he continued, relaxing into you.
"Um, thank you?"
You heard the bell ring, making you stiffen.
"We're gonna be late!" you said, beginning to panic. It was only your second day here, and you would be tardy. Way to keep up an appearance.
"Not if I've got anything to do with it!" Bandit laughed, shifting and picking you up bridal style. You shrieked when he started running, faster than you thought he would. Sure, you knew he was super, but he was actually the first one to show you any super power up close like this. The next thing you knew, you were in front of your class, standing.
"See you at lunch, (y/n)!" your heard Bandit shout. You blinked a few times before going into your class, thoroughly confused.
At lunch, you found yourself sitting with Bandit. Or, more accurately, he had come to sit with you. You were perturbed by his lunch. Which was just a single sandwich, a soda and several different kinds of candy. It made you wonder how he was thin, and made you slightly jealous that he could stay thin and eat so much concentrated sugar.
Lunch went smoothly, other than you trying to keep up with everything he said because he talked so quickly and would derail from main points in a thought frequently. He even walked with you to science. You noticed that throughout class, he'd eat a random piece of candy, you wondered where he got it all from. You also noticed that during partner work, everyone was louder than they were yesterday. You were confused. But, that's how things went for that next week.
Bandit would see you in the morning, quickly (and I do mean quickly) escort you to your first class, eat lunch with you, spend science with you, and at the very end of the day he'd say bye to you as you got on the bus to leave before flying off with his brothers. Then, he crashed again.
Though, the routine stayed firmly in place. He did greet you in the morning, though he did it quietly (and he didn't hug you like he normally would), he escorted you to class, but you just walked instead of him picking you up and running full speed there, he didn't eat at lunch (he did drink a few bottles of water in that time, though), and he had his head down throughout science, mumbling answers to a few questions you would ask him (the class also was quiet).
After, that, was when you officially started to meet his brothers. The next day, Bandit was back to his normal hyper self, at lunch someone else joined the two of you. That someone being the blond RowdyRuff, Boomer. He sat across from the two of you, he introduced himself but didn't say anything else as he started eating. You and Bandit talked like you normally would. Almost like Boomer wasn't there, he didn't seem to care though. The next day, Boomer came back, but this time he was joined by Butch. He did interject in your and Bandit's conversation, and so did Boomer. It was almost like they were testing the waters. But, other than that, it was pretty normal. It stayed this way for the next few days.
In that time, you found out from the two that when Bandit crashes, is usually last only a day, but a bigger crash can keep him that way for days and even weeks. You also found out that he became really defensive when he crashes, and that he could get violent and angry really quick.
You didn't care though. A peculiar thing though, on the third day of the two eating with you and Bandit, when they got up to leave you heard Boomer mutter something under his breath.
"He doesn't realize it yet."
Who? Bandit? What doesn't he realize?
The next day, was when the final RowdyRuff made himself known. About halfway through lunch, you and Bandit were talking about a project that was taking place in science that day (the project on making ice cream), Boomer and Butch sitting across from you, enjoying their lunch, that's when he showed up. He didn't have a lunch with him, leading you to believe he probably already ate it before coming over. Brick sat the opposite side of Boomer, directing in front of you. He greeted Bandit first, then he asked Bandit who you were. Where Bandit happily introduced you, then Brick introduced himself. Giving a sly grin. It secreted pure evil. You didn't like it. It was like he was up to something. You noticed how Boomer and Butch were giving you similar looks. You really didn't like it. Bandit didn't seem to notice.
This is how the next few weeks would go, you'd sit with Bandit, his brothers would make their ways over eventually and they'd start asking you questions, some very personal. Bandit would defend on questions that went too far, however. The three seemed to judge you. It made you feel extremely insecure, but you didn't say anything.
That's when Bandit had a major crash. It would go to last a week. That's when his brothers set in on you. When he wasn't around you, they'd make jokes. Though, when you'd look hurt, they'd play it off as joking. But they slowly got worse, and stopped apologizing. They were doing it on purpose. You thought about telling Bandit, but he wasn't feeling well due to his crash. You decided to wait. You wouldn't want to bother him.
But, they still got progressively worse and...aggressive.
They currently had you pinned in the hallway, against your locker. It was after school. You had stayed behind to help your math teacher grade tests. She was pregnant and you wanted to help reduce her stress. You were crying as they made cruel jokes, grabbing you to emphasis.
Bandit had gone home early today, and your knew the PowerPuff Girls were off saving the day. And the teachers wouldn't interfere with them without the girls there.
"What. The. F*ck!" Purple light filled your vision as the three cruel teens were tackled away from you.
"What the hell is wrong with you f*ckers!?" A voice shouted. It sounded gravely, pissed, and strained. That was Bandit. He didn't usually shout when he was crashing because it bothered his headache.
"How dare you make her cry, have you lost your damn minds!? I know you guys are assholes, but this is low even for you. Have I not made my feelings for her clear e-f*cking-nough?! I oughta kick your asses so hard, you'll be begging the PowerPuff Girls to take you to prison so I can't get to you. Or better yet you'll be begging Mojo to create a serum that'll turn you back to your original ingredients so that you don't have to live in fear of me. Now, tell me right f*cking now, why I shouldn't murder you three idiots!"
You stood in shock, you had never actually witnessed Bandit's rage. You've heard of it before, but this was different. Pure dark energy seemed to flow from him as he stood in front of you, staring his brother down. Who then began laughing.
"What's so funny!?" Bandit growled darkly.
"Took you long enough to actually say it, dumb ass." Brick said. Bandit seemed to slump in confusion before tightening once more. You couldn't see it, but his face was starting to turn into an unsightly red color.
"You have fun picking up those pieces." Boomer said as the three turned and walked down the hallway. Bandit slouched.
"Assholes." he muttered under his breath.
He turned around and before you could even ask what just happened you were in his arms.
"You shouldn't cry." he said wiping your tears away with his thumbs.
"Your too sweet for that."
"Wha-"
"Cause, compared to you, no sugar high can compete with how sweet you are."
You blushed darkly at the praise.
"Come on." he said, picking you up.
"Let's go get milkshakes, I think my headache will feel better with some sugar."
With that, a beautiful relationship formed.
Extended ending:
You smiled softly as you woke up to a beautiful sight. You sat up, looking down at Bandit, who had two little kids cuddled up to his chest. You were surprised they managed to get to sleep at all last night. With Buddy (your son) and Becky (your daughter, did I mention they're twins) eating enough sugar to rival their father. Guess they must've crashed around midnight and found their way into your room. Both of them looked like their father, which short brown hair, and pretty purple eyes, which were currently closed in slumber.
You got up and changed before heading downstairs to start breakfast. Pancakes. You had learned how Bandit liked them, with chocolate chips and cinnamon and lots of syrup. Sometimes he's put other toppings of them too, like marshmallows or even gummy bears if you had them. And your kids joined him on the habit. By the time the first pancake came out of the pan, all three had shot down and were seated at the table, ready for the sugar filled breakfast.
The thing you disliked about their eating habits, was when all three crashed at the same time. The twins got cranky and mopey instead of receding like their father did. But you learned to deal with it.
"Who wants marshmallows?" you asked.
"I do!"
"Of course you do." you whispered to yourself, smiling widely. You make eye contact with Bandit and he gave you that radiant grin. Without speaking, he said it loud a clear.
I love you, sweetheart.
