Chapter 14- My...Sisters?

Blossom's P.O.V.

I hurried out of the room, trying to shake the image away from my mind. But then I heard a noise down the stairs. I took down the stairs hopefully it was someone who knew where we were.

Downstairs was a tall teenage girl with striking black hair.

"Buttercup?" I asked, A burp was heard. "No Berserk! Don't you ever call me by that stupid name, its Brute!"

I studied 'Buttercup' more carefully. She was different. Her hair barely touched the bottom of her ear, which was pierced multiple times. Her hair also looked gross, like she hadn't cared for it in days, it was sorta in a up do thing. She was wearing a quite revealing, black, slimming tank top. She also had on black shorts, and when I say short, I mean short. Complete with thigh high black boots.

She had a nose piercing, and eyebrow piercing, a lip piercing and both ears were pierced. I also saw she had multiple tattoo's covering her arms, and possibly her legs.

I coughed awkwardly. "Brat! Get down here, the boys will be here soon!" Brute shouted from her cover as the refrigerator door.

And then my other 'sister' appeared. She was different as well.

Even though Bubbles is the one of the three that usually wears the most make-up this was out of hand. Her violet eyeshadow practically covered her face, and her long eyelashes were made longer using at least a gallon of mascara, and her eyeliner made her darker blue eyes appear darker.

Her lips appeared pouting, but where dark pink, and foundation covered her face. Her ears were pierced with big hoop earrings. Her hair, which she usually preferred to keep it out of her face.

Two long bangs fell down from her pigtails, which trailed to her waist. She was wearing a one shoulder baby blue shirt that revealed her belly button. She wore a darker blue skirt that could've doubled for a band aid.

She also wore many bracelets that jingled. And she wore high heels that were dark blue.

I looked them over, and they looked at me. "Well Berserk? Are you going to change into something better for the boys or not?" Brute questioned.

I thought this over, maybe she does have some decent clothes. Without answering a climbed up the stairs and once again turned into that room, opening the closet door.

I pulled everything out, which only consisted off all things black and hot pink with an occasional red.

Everything in the closet was either short skirts, or short shorts, and possibly a short dress. No pants, no leggings.

All the shirts included was either a spaghetti strap tank top or one shoulder shirts, and all looked small enough to reveal a little too much for my taste.

I groaned with frustration and all the shoes were at least five inches high.

I started to grumble to myself, but these clothes were hot and sweaty, they also probably stank too. I threw them off and chose a black tank top with red jeweled heart on it, it showed my stomach too much, but I really didn't have much to choose from.

I chose a black skirt with a red flowered design on it, it barely covered much of anything, but it would do.

I pulled my hair out of the red bow it was in, it felt greasy and disgusting, so I wetted it down and scrubbed it, trying to rid the filthiness off of it. I didn't have much time, or much to work with since the only bottle of shampoo there is in my room was a very small bottle.

I quickly washed off my hair, feeling a bit better, I blow dried it and brushed it out, which took forever considering the many tangles and snarls in it. I washed the makeup off my face, which also took forever since apparently I now own water resistant makeup.

I pulled my hair back into a ponytail using that rediculous bow. And since I didn't want to wear shoes, I just went barefoot.

I hurried back down the stairs.

"Berserk? What is with you today!" Brute exclaimed, "Your hair, it smells nice." She growled menacingly, showing her reeking, yellow teeth.

"Yeah!" Brat agreed. "And your not wearing any makeup!"

"The boys cannot see you like this!" Brute shrieked, dragging me up the stairs.

I tried to protest, but by the intensity of their glares, I decided against it.

They forced me into a chair and Brute immediately put gel in my hair, and then Brat started redoing my face with makeup.

They put pink diamond earrings into my ears, and then another piercing into my nose, which I didn't even know I had by the way.

Brat smeared lipstick into my lips and foundationed my face. They even forced me into the highest red heels possible.

Once done, a knock was heard a the door.

"Eeeee! They're here!" Brat shrieked with joy as she flew down the stairs. Brute followed, giving me a warning look.

Finally, Brick will know what to do. I rejoiced, walking down the stairs. I came across the most disgusting sight ever,

Bubbles who was always shy was passionately kissing Boomer, and believe me, things were getting pretty intense, and his hands were definitely not where they're supposed to be.

Even Buttercup, who always denied ever liking or have liked Butch was now practically making out.

And I was surprised when Brick didn't even say Hi to me like usually. Nope, but what does he do.

He takes me and pins me against the wall, and before I know it he is kissing me!

Kissing me.

Full force.

With his tongue...in my mouth.

I wanted to break free, I wanted too oh so badly.

But I couldn't, I was stuck. I couldn't move, and I couldn't think.

After at least a minute, he let me go, smirking at me.

He was also different, bloody red eyes that were evil and menacing, but otherwise he was okay.

I tried to speak, but found myself stuttering beyond belief.

He chuckled, "Yet again I leave you breathless."

I growled. But said nothing, he purred seductively.

"Easy girl, I was just trying to have some fun." He purred.

But I was not in the mood for fun.

I glared at him and when he tried to trap me I evaded him with ease.

I rushed out the door, not bothering to look at my sisters and their boyfriends faces, which I knew would be glaring at me.

Bad Brick's P.O.V.

"She knows." I said, turning towards Brat, Brute, Butch, and Boomer.

"What do we do know?" Butch asked.

"Easy, we stop her. And we hold her captive until Berserk can complete her mission."