Author's Note: I'm back baby! Sorry it took me forever to update. I was suffering from writer's block, but I'm finally cured!
Disclaimer: No I do not and will never own the Power puff girls and the Rowdy Ruff Boys. Sadly.
Blossom
Stupid Brick and his little command potion. I mean I'm the witch here; I should be the one who tricks him into drinking a potion, not the other way around! But here I am, stuck in a stupid French maid outfit, looking over the table covered in alcohol.
I skimmed over the room, and discovered that most of the people who are here, are either drunk, making out, or drunk while making out.
I'm pretty sure Butch is most drunk here, because he's been at this table at least ten times. Poor Buttercup; she has to deal with a drunken idiot. But I don't feel that bad, considering that Brick is a douche, and I'm pretty sure he's drunk too, because he's been drinking beer after beer.
What's only keeping me sane is thinking about the hangover Brick is going to get when he wakes up tomorrow. I smile at the thought, but it soon falters when I see some guy from the football team, walking towards me. When he approached me, he wreaked of beer and cheap cologne,
"Can I help you?" I stated politely, hoping to end this conversation quickly. He looked me over with hunger (A/N: If you know what I mean XD), and I let out a scoff.
"I was wondering if I could get a beer and you on the side." He replied, trying to be seductive, which ultimately failed because he slurred in every word.
"First of, I'm not a waitress, you can get the beer yourself. And second, no, you cannot have me, unless you want to be turned into a worthless frog." I responded, keeping my cool down.
He got closer to me, and grabbed me by the waist, bringing me even closer to him. I was shocked at first, then started hitting his chest rapidly, but had no effect, considering that he was abnormally buff and tall. He bent down to my ear level, and whispered, "Now don't be like that babe. Now just stop fighting, because you're wasting all your energy."
I was about to say I spell to turn him into a rat, when I saw Brick tap him on the shoulder. The guy let go of me, and whirled around to meet Brick. As soon as he faced Brick, Brick connected his fit with the guy's face, knocking him out instantly.
The room soon turned quiet, everyone in the room looking from the unconscious guy and Brick, until someone yelled, "YOU GO BRICK!" causing the room to go back to its hectic ways. I looked over at the unconscious guy, then back at Brick wide eyed. Before I had time to react, Brick quickly grabbed me by the wrist, leading me back to the hallway, for some privacy, I assumed.
"Are you okay?" He asked, his voice softening a bit. Before I had time to react, Brick quickly grabbed me by the wrist, leading me back to the hallway, for some privacy, I assumed.
"Are you okay?" He asked, his voice softening a tin bit. I looked over at him with shock.
"No I'm not okay! I was forced to go to this stupid party, wearing this ridicules costume, and looking over at a table filled with beer bottles! And to top it all off, I was being touched by some guy who I didn't even know! And it's all because of you." I screamed, on the verge of breaking down.
I almost regretted screaming at him, when I saw a hint of sympathy in his eyes, but that quickly went away when he opened his mouth to speak. "What do you want Blossom, an apology; because if you are, you can forget it." He spat back venomously.
"I forgot Brick; you don't 'do' apologies. I learned that one the hard way." I fired back with hatred. He over at me with a shocked expression. He was about to reply, but I cut him off.
"Now if you excuse me, I'm going to go to my room, so I won't break down in tears right in front of you." I said shakily. I quickly ran up the stairs and entered my room, where I finally broke down crying in my bed, until I fell asleep.
Buttercup
Oh shit. I watched with a stunned expression as Brick leads Blossom towards the hallway, closing the door to the room. I really wanted to hear what they were talking about, but I was still bonded together with Butch.
Speaking of Butch, he was still an idiot. The only problem is he was a drunken idiot. He keeps trying to pick up girls, which he was actually succeeding at. The only problem was, was that I was trailing right behind him, making me see his entire make out sessions with at least ten girls.
I was starting to get worried about Blossom. She and Brick haven't come back yet, and it's been ten minutes already. If Brick hurt her, I'll kill him.
I stood next to Butch awkwardly as he was yet again making out with some dumb fairy. As soon as I'm free, I'm getting the hell out of here.
By the time he was done lip locking with that girl, Butch was heading over to the where the beer keg, again.
"Don't you think you had enough, Butch?" I questioned with concern. I was mainly concerned about the fact that I would have to deal with him if he got himself even drunk.
He looked over at me with curiosity, and stopped dead on his tracks, causing me to bump in to him. Butch just stood there, still looking at me.
"What the hell Butch; watch where you're going dumbass!" I yelled loud enough for him to hear.
He walked closer to me and whispered in my ear, "Or what, you're gonna hit me?" I looked over at him with disbelief, before responding, "Uh yeah dumbass."
Butch smirked at my response. "Good, because I like it when you hit me." I blushed at he's statement, which Butch took notice of, causing him to smirk.
He then proceeded to whisper in my ear, again. "You know Butterfly; you look cute when you blush. You should do it more often." He slurred.
I looked over at him with disgust. "You're drunk Butch. You don't know what the hell you're talking about." I stated with a glare. He just looked at me, unfazed by my response.
"You're different Butters. Every time I flirt with you, you pretend to ignore it and start fighting with me. And to be honest, I like that about you. Well it's one of the many things I like about you."
I was really starting to get annoyed with what he was saying. I mean, I don't like Butch, but he was playing with my feelings, which got me even more pissed because I don't have feelings for him.
"Butch please st-" I stopped talking because Butch decided to grab me by the waist. I felt myself heating up in the face, but I didn't know if I was turning red with anger, or if I was blushing.
"By the time I'm done with you, you'll be wishing you were dead." I whispered with less enthusiasm then I intended for it to be.
The next thing he did had me stunned. He leaned down towards me and started kissing me fiercely. But I was even more shocked at myself because I was kissing him back. Instead of using my hands to push him away, I wrapped them around his neck and pulled him closer to me.
My mind was in a daze. The only thing that was on my mind was to continue kissing him. It just felt right.
"Buttercup?" I heard someone say my name. I pulled Butch away from me, and saw the person who was calling my name.
There stood Bubbles, wide eyed by what she recently saw. Standing right beside her was Boomer, who just smirked at the scene.
I was so busted.
Okay then. So the greens were the first to make out. But trust me, you won't be easy for them to just say "Let's go out!" The next chapter is going to be on what caused Blossom to hate Brick so much, so if you want that chapter to be posted up by next Saturday, could I have fifteen reviews or more?
That's about it.