Falsely Accused
Summary: One night, after saving the day, Blossom passed out, and woke finding herself covered in blood. Later arrested for murder, what really happened that night? Not wishing to see pink Powerpuff fall, Brick commits the Rowdyruff Boys to help the Powerpuff Girls solve this mystery. Can they clear Blossom's name before it's too late? Or will it forever tarnish her reputation?
Disclaimer: I don't own the Powerpuff Girls.
Chapter 12
The Fury of Princess
A. No Wrestling
The city of Townsville…
Buttercup was staring at Butch across the table. He was eating his dinner rather slower than usual, his eyes darting every which way but hers. Besides him, at his right, and Buttercup's left, at the head of the table was Dr Edwards himself. He was talking in an animated manner to Professor Utonium, who was at Buttercup's right. They were talking about the latest news on science, and how it would affect their work and lives.
She of course had to explain to the Professor when he had returned from his work that Bubbles and Blossom had gone out with their counterparts that night. And he reacted way better than she expected. Apparently, both Blossom and Bubbles separately asked the Professor for permission the night before, and the Professor consented after he called Dr Edwards and extracted a promise from him that Brick and Boomer would treat the girls right. She later learned that Dr Edwards gave a lecture to both boys right after his call with the Professor to make sure they know the limits of what they could do.
Then Dr Edwards called, assured the Professor that Brick and Boomer could be trusted, and invited the Professor and Buttercup for dinner, and the Professor, not wanting to cook, readily obliged.
"What are you looking at?" Buttercup demanded as she got fed up with Butch's eyes darting around every which way.
"Many things. My food, my fork, my knife," he hissed. "What's it to you?"
"You aren't looking at me? Because if you are, I'm going to sock you so bad, you won't even know what sock means!" she whispered.
Butch merely rolled his eyes as he looked at his food, got more servings, and continued to appease his ravenous appetite.
"What? Cat got your tongue?" Buttercup teased before she ate her food.
Butch acted as if he didn't hear her. "Dad, could you pass the salt please?" he politely asked.
"Sure thing, son," said Dr Edwards.
"Oh and Professor, that new car you got was awesome!" he quipped. "Where did buy it?"
"Oh that's Blossom's car, a gift from one of her admirers," said the Professor. "I'm keeping it until she can be old enough to drive."
"They gave her a new car?"
"That commercial where there was an appeal to give her gifts to show her gratitude for all she's done," the Professor began, "seems to have caused people to give tons of gifts to Blossom. The car is just one of them!"
"How cool is it?" Butch asked.
"Super cool! You see…" and the Professor gave a very long rambling lecture about it.
Buttercup struggled to compose herself as she was ignored by the black haired boy in front of her. She was peeved that she was alone while her sisters were having a good time outside, and Butch's actions fed her anger as she fought to remain calm.
Butch himself was determined not to fall for the same trap that his brothers fell. In his mind, Bubbles got Boomer by being so nice and always sticking with him, while Blossom got Brick by arguing with him and making him struggle with and against her for power. He himself would remain immune—by not even acknowledging her existence unless absolutely necessary.
"So your brothers are with my sisters out having a good time," Buttercup started.
"And?" he replied as he listened to the Professor and Dr Edwards talk about cars.
"What do you think about that?" asked Buttercup.
"Brick and Boomer are idiots," he merely said in a low voice so that the adults won't hear him.
"Tell me about it. Bubbles and Blossom can sometimes be so stupid," Buttercup added.
"What? I can't understand you."
"I said, Bubbles and Blossom can sometimes be so stupid!" she said a little louder, and she immediately knew she made a mistake when Dr Edwards and Professor Utonium looked disapprovingly at her.
"Buttercup, that's no way to talk about your sisters!" the Professor scolded.
"Sorry, Professor," she said as her face blushed in embarrassment. She looked at Butch. She knew that he did that on purpose, but he acted as if he was eating and drinking with not a care in the world. He finished his meal, and asked that he be excused.
"Why certainly," said Dr Edwards as he looked at Butch's plate.
"Thanks," he said as he departed the dining room.
Buttercup wasn't sure whether she was pleased or not by his departure, but as she hasn't even finished half her plate, she remained in her chair, eating as fast as she could.
Ten minutes later, Buttercup was walking around, having finished her meal and having excused herself. Not wanting to get bored waiting for the adults to finish their meal, not to mention their talk, she wandered around the house. She heard the TV, and saw Butch on the couch of the living room, remote control in hand.
"What's on?" she asked.
"Wrestling. In five minutes," he said as he watched the commercials.
"Wrestling?"
"WWE," he said.
She smiled as she propped herself on the couch and waited for the program to begin.
A few minutes later, Dr Edwards, Ms Lawrence, and Professor Utonium joined them. "You wanna watch wrestling too?" asked Buttercup.
"Wrestling? Didn't you hear? They're showing a documentary about Blossom tonight," said the Professor.
"What?" Butch shouted. "But this hour's supposed to show wrestling on that channel!" he pointed at the TV.
But a few minutes later, his worse fears were confirmed as instead of wrestling, it was the start of the documentary on Blossom. The same one they screened on TNN a few days ago.
He struggled to keep his temper in check as he stood up and said, "Dad, could I go and fly outside?"
"Well, sure. You know what time to go back, right?" Dr Edwards replied.
"I know," said Butch before walking out of the door.
Buttercup didn't want to watch Blossom's documentary with the adults, so she asked permission to fly around too.
"Just be back in two hours," said the Professor
"Thanks," she said before opening the door and flying out.
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B. Out in the Night
She looked around, and saw a distant green dot flying away, leaving a dark green streak behind him. She mulled what to do for a few moments before deciding to follow him.
She was barely on his trail when he stopped and sat on a rock on a deserted hill overlooking the city. As she approached, she could hear him muttering.
"What's the matter?" Buttercup asked as she selected another rock and sat there, some distance from him.
"What's the matter? That brother of mine has gone too far!" he said angrily.
"Care to elaborate?" the green clad girl said.
"He's acting like a slave to that redheaded sister of yours," he sneered. "That's nothing new, but when because of Blossom, professional wrestling on TV got cancelled, then he's gone too far."
"Tell me about it. And Blossom herself ain't no angel either. She's even more insufferable than before, and that's saying a lot. She thinks that just because she received all those gifts, she's all that! And your brother fed her ego so much!" Buttercup ranted. "That documentary, and all those songs about her make me want to puke!"
"Yeah. Those commercials and that documentary is disgusting," he said.
"True. It's all Blossom. Blossom this and Blossom that!" she sneered. "What about us? You would have thought that she did all the work by the tone of that show. Blossom is not the greatest!"
"Yeah. Both their heads are so big they couldn't fit the door," he agreed. He then realized who he was talking to. "Why are you here, following me?"
"Don't get any ideas. I'm here because it's better than watching that sickening Blossom documentary," said Buttercup.
"Yeah, but you could be somewhere else," said Butch.
"Yeah, but I like it here. Besides, I have another reason," said Buttercup.
Butch remained silent, so she continued.
"What, you don't want to know? I'll tell you anyway. Blossom is with Brick, having a so called Special Investigation. Boomer and Bubbles are on a date. I'm left all alone."
"Tough," said Butch.
"I'm here so I can say to them that I spent the night with you," said Buttercup.
"What? I'm not like those two! I ain't gonna fall for your charms!" he defensively said.
"Relax. I'm not here to date you," said Buttercup. "I just want something to say when those two started babbling about how they spent the night. I don't want them to say that I was stuck alone tonight."
"Are you saying?" Butch began.
"Yeah. Don't worry. Blossom kept denying she went with a date with Brick even when she got all dolled up and stuff, so I could easily deny we're in a date," she replied.
"So this is just so you can brag about something tonight?"
"Pretty much," Buttercup replied.
"Whatever. Just don't do anything, or even say anything," he warned.
"Don't want to fight? C'mon! I know you! You can't resist a good fight," said Buttercup.
"I just ate, and I'm not in the mood. Maybe some other time I'd whip you, but not tonight," he said as he stared at the sky.
For the next hour or so, they just sat on the rocks. Butch was silent, staring at the sky, but his mind was full of thought, mostly about how he hated Brick for that documentary that cancelled wrestling for that week. Buttercup savoured the cold wind as it blew against her, and she used her imagination as she imagined herself killing monsters.
"Is that Bubbles and Boomer?" Buttercup suddenly said, pointing near the horizon.
Butch looked at the direction of her pointing finger, and indeed, there were two streaks of light moving in a rapid action.
"Yeah," he said. "What kind of date is that?"
"I don't know," she said. "Looks like they're having a battle or something. Wanna join?"
"Forget it. Whatever it is, I'm sure they could take care of it. They're not part of our team for nothing, you know," he said as he gazed at the distant blue streaks of light move in a rapid fashion.
"Yeah, I guess so," said Buttercup as she watched them.
A few minutes later, however, the blue streaks disappeared. "Butch, what happened? Don't tell me they lost?"
"Probably got tired," said Butch as he watched. "Look, here are the two leaders."
They saw a red and pink streak fly towards where Boomer and Bubbles had been.
"Hope those two knuckleheads don't mess up," said Buttercup as she stared at the distant fight. "Wonder who they're fighting?"
"Who knows? Probably somebody powerful enough," said Butch, "to knock the blues out of the fight."
"You think we should go out and help?" she wondered aloud.
"Not me," said Butch. "As far as I am concerned, that's not my problem."
"Not your problem? Well, I think we should go check it out," she suggested.
"You do it," he said. "I'm not in a mood to do any fighting tonight."
"You? Not fight? Am I talking to Butch, or did some alien take over your body?"
"I will not do my brother and his master any favors!" he firmly said. "I'm still angry that he got wrestling cancelled because of that Blossom documentary!"
"Yeah, but they might be in real trouble!" said Buttercup.
"Serves them right!" Butch bitterly said. "If my brothers don't come back alive, I won't even shed a tear! I'll laugh at their stupidity and how weak they are!"
"You're not serious! You can't possibly mean that!"
"Oh I do! Every single word!" he grunted.
"You've gone bonkers!" Buttercup said. "Even for you!"
"Oh I may be crazy, but it's better than being weak and soft!" he ranted.
"I'm not weak, but that doesn't mean I won't help my sisters if they are in trouble! We consider ourselves strong, and as the strong ones, it's our duty to protect our siblings!" Buttercup argued.
"Not buying it. Sorry, but I hope they get the beating of a lifetime!" Butch said as he stared at the fight.
Buttercup gasped as she saw the red and pink streaks slow down. "They're losing! Do what you want, but I'm going to save them!"
As he watched her fly towards the battle, he whispered, "weak."
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C. Saved by Buttercup?
"You four will die, and I will revel in it! I've waited so long for this!"
"You won't get away with this! Truth, justice, and good shall triumph over evil!" Blossom stated, although she sounded pathetic in her weak state.
Brick just glared hatefully at the spoiled brat.
"But don't you understand? I already got away with it! Look at you! All weak and pathetic. And look at those blonds! Weak, battered, and unconscious," Princess laughed.
"So you think you've won? Well, since we're all going to die anyway, I want to ask you something," said Brick.
"Oh? What is it?"
"What's your plan? I know you killed Mrs Carmichael to wreck the reputation of Blossom. Tell me, how did you convince Jason Smith to cooperate with you?" Brick asked.
"Oh that again? I don't know what you're talking about," said Princess. "And I certainly didn't kill her! But I'm certainly going to be the one who'll kill you!"
"Just tell us you did it! We're going to die anyway," said Brick, seeking to elicit a confession from her.
"You're crazy if you think I killed my driver's mother!" said Princess.
"Princess, I know you have—" Brick began but was interrupted when Princess pushed a button on her watch and a robot gave a sickening punch in his jaw. It was enough to cause him to black out.
"I'm glad he shut up," Princess said. "Where was I? Oh yeah. Look at you. All at my mercy. All I wanted was to be a Powerpuff, and I'm rich enough to be able to build my own powersuit so I could join you, but did you let me be a Powerpuff? No! It's so unfair. Just because you get to be born with superpowers, and I wasn't, you get to be superheroes and I am branded a villain!"
"Princess, let us go! Please!" Blossom pleaded.
"No. You are going to suffer!" she said as she pushed a button and another robot punched her in the stomach, causing her to spit blood.
"Why don't you just kill us all right now!" Blossom weakly said.
"And end your suffering? No. You will die a slow painful death at my hands!"
"Buttercup and Butch will save us," the pink puff said rather pathetically.
"Oh, where are they now? Don't worry, they're next!"
"LET GO OF THEM!" Buttercup suddenly shouted from the side.
Princess turned her head and smiled. "So, you're here? Oh goody! The party's complete!"
"Nobody but me does that to Blossom and Bubbles," the green clad warrior shouted.
"Buttercup, be careful! They're way more powerful than they seem!"
"You're just too weak, Red," said Buttercup as she charged the robots. She made one punch and hurt her hand and was thrown back when another robot gave her a powerful kick on her midsection.
Her face got buried in the ground, but she quickly stood up and spat the dirt out of her mouth. "Is that all you've got?"
More robots attacked her, but instead of attacking them head on, she changed tactics. She grabs the one in front, spun it around, and using its momentum, crashed it to the robot behind her. There was a powerful explosion as the two robots collided, and the dark haired girl smiled as she saw the two machines utterly destroyed.
She did not have time to savor her triumph and she quickly grabbed the next robot and swung it fast into another one, and destroyed both. She repeated the procedure as more robots swarmed her. She tricked several into colliding into each other. And luckily, there was a robot that got shut down as a result of the collision but remained intact. She grabbed that robot and used it as a club against more of her opponents. Ten minutes later, about fifty robots were now beyond repair, littered around the green puff. She was breathing hard—she got several hits on her body, but her mouth was twisted into a smirk.
"You lose," she said as she looked at Princess.
"Yeah Princess," Blossom said after spitting out blood. "Give it up! You'll never win against the Powerpuff Girls!"
"Shut up!" Princess retorted and pressed a button on her watch. A powerful blow from another robot struck the pink puff's stomach, and she slumped down, unconscious.
She pressed another button, and the rest of the robots attacked the black haired girl.
Buttercup got another intact but disabled robot and used it as a weapon. She was able to destroy the first robots, but the sheer number meant that they were occasionally able to hit her even as she destroyed the others.
Finally, there were about four robots left. She was weak from all the blows that got through. Her mouth was bleeding, her clothes were covered in dirt and blood and ripped in several places, and she was considerably weaker than before. Her limbs were aching, and she fought to clear her head.
But she still had a lot of fight left. On her right hand was the former robot she used as a club to fight the others. She was proud of herself for outthinking Blossom. For once, she could boast that she acted smarter than her leader. She looked around and was angry at seeing Bubbles, Boomer, Brick and Blossom all flat on the ground, barely alive, battered and bruised. Princess will pay.
Princess too was angry. She did not expect that the fight would be hard. She thought bringing a hundred robots was overkill, but apparently, it might not be enough. She wanted revenge so badly, she hoped she was weakened enough for the remaining four to dispatch her.
"Attack!" she shouted, pressed a button, and the remaining four attacked.
Buttercup floated, flew fast and got behind the four, and swung her club at the rearmost machine. It was struck so hard that it was thrown into the next machine, damaging both. The green puff quickly finished the two off by using her laser eyes on the cracks formed by the collision, destroying two of the robots.
But the other two were still functioning, and moments after Buttercup destroyed the first two, she felt a powerful kick on her back which sent her flying into the other. The second robot punched her, throwing her back into the pile of robot debris. Buttercup growled as she again stood up, threw one dead robot at the second live robot while she grabbed another dead robot, and attacked the first live robot. She struck it so forcefully that the robot body cracked and a small hole was formed. Buttercup finished it by shooting laser from her hands into the hole, and causing it to explode into a thousand pieces.
Now, there was only one left.
Buttercup waited as it charged into the green puff. However, it unexpectedly shot a laser from it's outstretched arms, and hit her and threw her into the ground. Before she could recover, she was hit by the robot. She screamed as the force nearly broke her bones and caused her to spit more blood. She then repeatedly got punched and kicked which further weakened her.
Finally, the last robot flew high up, about ten thousand feet into the air. It gathered its power, and then flew back into the earth, aiming to finish off the bloodied powerpuff.
"Say your prayers! This is your end!" Princess shouted as she watched, mouth open, waiting the doom of her lifelong nemesis.
Buttercup knew that she wouldn't survive the impact. She looked around, trying to figure out a way to win. She saw all the litter of robot parts from the other ninety nine she defeated. Suddenly, an idea formed.
She summoned her last remaining reserves, and gathered the remaining parts into a pile. Using almost all of her energy, she made it into a compact ball, and threw it at the robot flying in from the sky using her remaining strength. She fell to her knees and had to lie on the ground as she watched the ball collide with the robot.
The acceleration of the robot coming down meant that the impact with the ball was devastating. The ball was twisted as it shattered the last remaining robot, and an explosion later, it was raining robot debris everywhere.
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D. Victory At Last
Buttercup struggled as she leaned on her elbows as she looked at Princess. "I win. You suck," she said. "Give up before I break every bone in your body!"
"You might have destroyed my robots, but I'm still here!" the spoiled heiress angrily declared.
"You? What are you? You are a normal ordinary human!" Buttercup said. "You can't do anything to me!"
"Just because I'm not a freak like you doesn't mean I'm not capable! You're no shape or condition to fight me!" she boasted. "I have no superpowers, but I will see you dead!"
"Oh please! You are nothing without your robots, Princess," Buttercup said as she flew.
Princess used her jet pack to fly towards the green puff. She suddenly punched the powerpuff in the gut, and to Buttercup's extreme surprise, she got extremely hurt and slumped into the ground.
"You don't get it, do you? This is my latest Powerpuff Suit. I am now powerful. Very powerful. Not as powerful as you are in your strongest state, but much more powerful than you are now. I'm strong enough to end your pathetic existence!"
She grabbed her by the shirt, and repeatedly punched her using her special gloves in the stomach, forcing her to spit more blood. "That is for all the humiliations I've suffered all these years because of you! That is for alienating me from my friends. That is for forcing me to say in school how great Blossom is. I hate you, I hate you!" she screamed as she kept on punching her. Buttercup slumped into Princess' hands before she received a kick which sent her high in the air.
Princess leapt at her and slammed her fists into her back, eliciting a scream from the green powerpuff.
"See that? You're nothing! I will have my revenge!" she shouted.
She threw the almost unconscious powerpuff into the ground. Princess stood over her and started kicking her. Her boots like the rest of her costume was enhanced, and every kick sent paroxysms of pain throughout her body. "Feel that? That is the pain that I have endured through all these years!"
Buttercup tried to summon the strength to stand up and beat up the spoiled daughter of a billionaire, but she just couldn't. Her body wouldn't obey her even as she commanded it to kick Princess's butt. She just lay on the ground, a pool of blood forming around her, as she received kicked after kick from an angry but exulting enemy.
She finally gave up as she looked at her tormentor. "I may be beaten, but you'll never win," she said.
"You're half right," she replied as she gave another kick. "Say goodbye!"
Princess braced herself to give the deathblow, but before that, she heard something.
"Don't! Please, don't kill my sister," she heard, and Princess saw that Blossom was awake, weak, unable to do anything but stand and fly.
"So you recovered already? Don't worry. You're next, leader girl!" Princess said as she prepared to kill Buttercup with her special death blow. But before she could apply it, she felt a powerful blow on the back of her head, and she slumped to the ground, unconscious.
"Spoiled bitch," Butch said as he stood up over the sleeping form of Princess.
"You're late, bastard!" Buttercup weakly said as she lay on the ground.
"I thought you could handle it by yourself," he retorted. "But then, the fight was taking too long. So I went to see what's stopping you."
"You're still late. What about her?" the green puff asked, referring to their fallen foe.
"I better finish her off," he mumbled as he formed a powerful laser ball in his hand, and aimed it directly at the heiress.
"No! Don't kill her!" Blossom shouted as she stood and approached.
"Back off, Blossom. You're not leader this month!" he hissed.
"We're better than that! We should just throw her in jail!" the powerpuff leader insisted.
"What? And just watch Mr Morebucks throw his money around and get her out of it? No. Princess is a problem that demands a final solution!" Butch snarled.
"If you kill her, helpless like that, then we're no better than her! We're heroes! We don't sink to their level!" Blossom replied.
"Save that to someone who cares!" Butch growled as he made his laser ball bigger.
"Buttercup, say something!" Blossom pleaded.
"What I am, his keeper?" Buttercup retorted. "Besides, Princess deserves it!"
"Buttercup, we're good! We're better than that!"
"Okay okay! Hey Butch!"
"What?" said the green ruff.
"Send her to hell!" she coughed.
"Buttercup!" Blossom gasped.
"I'm joking. Butch, don't kill her."
"And why not?"
"Because I want to kill her myself," she replied, "and I can't do it right now!"
"Guess you can't have everything," he replied. "I'll kill her, and nobody can stop me!"
"Butch, stop."
This time, he stopped, as the raven haired boy turned and saw Brick standing, bloody, bruised, weak, but awake.
"Why should I? Are you getting soft?" Butch said.
"For one thing, I'm your leader, and you'll do as I say! Secondly, don't you get it? We still haven't solved the Carmichael case, and Princess is our chief suspect. How do you think we could get to the bottom of this case if she is dead? Think, Butch, think!" Brick argued.
The laser ball disappeared in his hands. "But the police will just let her go because his father will just bribe everyone!" Butch argued.
"Who says we'll bring her to the police?" said Brick.
"What do you mean?" asked Blossom. "We're not letting her go, are we?"
"Of course not. Don't you see? Her attack gives us the perfect excuse!"
"The perfect excuse for what?" she asked.
"To extract a confession from Princess. Once Princess admits she killed that old lady, and told us how she planned it, and what her connection to Jason Smith is, then we can truly say that we've saved your reputation, Blossom," Brick said.
"You think she killed him? I don't think so," said Blossom. "I mean, it's illogical. Why would she do all those things when she's been planning to kill us all anyway? Wouldn't ruining my reputation seem redundant?"
"Well, I'll make Princess confess!" Brick said. "Butch, carry Boomer, Bubbles and Buttercup to Dad and tell him to fix them up. Then come back here and take Princess and imprison her in the Professor's training lab."
"Why our lab?" asked Buttercup.
"Because she's a girl!" Brick replied. "It would be creepy if we do it. While if you do it, it would be less awkward."
"How about you?" asked Butch.
"Blossom and I are going back. We still have to pay that restaurant, you know," said Brick.
"Oh yeah. But I can't go there looking like this!" Blossom said.
Brick chuckled as he looked at his counterpart. Blood and dirt was smeared all over her long pink dress. Her hair was a mess, and she was currently fixing it with her enormous bow. Luckily, the Professor had taken to soaking all the Powerpuff's clothes in a special solution that made them virtually indestructible to all but special instruments created for that purpose, so it had no tear or rip.
Her face was dirty, and her stockings were covered with spots of dirt and blood. And she was weak and haggard, and couldn't fight anything in her condition.
He himself was no better. His white shirt was now red with blood. His hat was soaked in sweat and blood, while his pants were none the better. His clothes were intact as it was doused with a special solution similar to that of the Professor's, but that was the only good thing about what he was wearing right now.
"Just tell them we fought a villain," he said to Blossom. "Stop getting worried about how you look! Besides, the special investigation is not over for the night! Butch, what are you waiting for?"
Butch nodded and picked up Bubbles and Boomer.
"Hey, what about me!" Buttercup croaked.
"Wait for your turn," Blossom snapped.
A few minutes later, Butch returned, and picked up Buttercup, and flew back to his home. Then, after a few more minutes, he returned and picked up an unconscious Princess.
"Butch, tell the Professor that we are holding her prisoner. Take off her special clothes, the ones that give her power, and replace it ordinary clothes. I'm sure Blossom here will be willing to lend her some!"
"Hey!" Blossom objected. "Tell the Professor to lend some of my old clothes. Only my old clothes, got it?"
"And keep her in the training room. If necessary, restrain her, tie her up," he commanded.
The black haired boy nodded as he picked up their nemesis and flew back.
"Now that that's over, I think we better pick up where we left off," said Brick. "Could you still fly?"
"Yeah, but that's the only thing I could do," she confessed.
"Me too, but it would be enough," he replied as he led her back to the restaurant.
They landed behind the restaurant, entered using the fire escape, and resumed their places on the second floor. Looking around, it was exactly as they left it. He pressed the button on the table, and a minute later, the head waiter with a bill returned.
"What happened?" the head waiter nearly shouted upon seeing the two blood stained and dirty guests. "How did—"
"There was an emergency," said Blossom. "A villain attacked Townsville, and it took a while before we won. And we nearly got killed in the process."
"But I didn't see you go down the stairs. I was there the entire time!"
"Fire exit," Brick said. "We didn't want you to think that we're just making it up to avoid paying."
Understanding dawned on the headwaiter's face. "Here's your bill."
"$4,014? Okay," he said as he took a large amount of cash from his pocket. He retrieved about 45 hundred dollar bills. "That's $4,500. You can keep the change."
"Really? Thank you very much," he said as he ran downstairs. A few minutes later, he returned with the receipt.
Brick offered his arm to Blossom, who took it. She passed a mirror as they went down the stairs. She giggled at her appearance. Her elegant clothes were unrecognizable. She herself was extremely dirty.
The two then returned to the movie theatre. They sneaked back, then sneaked out through the main entrance, and had their tickets time stamped at the ticket booth. Then they went to the limousine and were driven home.
"What a night!" said Brick once they are being driven home. "Who knew Princess could be so stupid?"
"You really think it was Princess who killed Mrs Carmichael?"
"I do. And I'm sure she'll confess," he answered.
"But what if she doesn't?" Blossom asked.
"Oh she will. If she doesn't, there are ways of making her talk," he said with a sinister look on his face. "She's going to regret this night."
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Author Notes
To Pikatwig, thanks. To answer your questions, Buttercup and Butch were able to save them and defeat Princess. As to what will happen once Princess is defeated, you'll just have to wait for the next update. As to the reaction to the others on learning of Bubbles and Boomer? It would be revealed soon!
To cococandy21, thank you!
To Kyogan-Saori, yup! He really knows how to talk to a girl! Thank you.
To crazy super unicorn 1, well this chapter resolves that cliffhanger.
To William F Somebody, thanks. I'm glad it came off as sweet. Yup. Brick sure know how to make a Special Investigation.
To John, they indeed kicked her butt in this chapter. And this chapter also told where Butch and Buttercup are. And Boomer and Bubbles? Just wait for the next updates.
To Bob, thanks.
