I do not own Power Puff girls, Z or otherwise.
Buttercup's Point of View
I got dressed in two seconds flat and ran outside where true to what Brick said, my parents and brothers were trying desperately locate a taxi to make an escape in. My hair was a mess and my clothes not on straight, but I knew that they were already aware of what I had been doing.
"You have got to be fucking kidding me! Seriously? Don't you all have better things to do than to follow me around when I am with my boyfriend?" I shouted.
Brick came out of the house in a more composed manner than I had. I would have to deal with him in a moment. Right now I had other fish to fry.
"Now, Buttercup, we only followed you because we were worried about you, and rightfully so! Look what he talked you into." My dad responded.
"What he talked me into? I was the one-" I started.
"Your right, I talked her into it. She can be very easy to manipulate." Brick said, though I couldn't tell if he was being sarcastic.
"I knew it!" My oldest brother yelled.
"I think he was being sarcastic." My mother said.
"Me? Sarcastic? No one has ever said that about me before." Brick replied.
He is right. That is more of a Butch thing.
"That is not important! Buttercup, come on, we are taking you home." My dad ordered.
"No. I am staying here for a little while longer. Do you honestly think that I want to be around you after you spied on me?" I responded.
"This is an order. We are calling a taxi and you will get in it."
"No. I am staying here."
"No you are not."
"She just want to screw around some more. Honestly Buttercup, I thought you knew better than to be easy." My other brother said.
I saw red. It took me a moment to realize that it was actually brick moving before he hit my brother in the gut, hard, causing him to fall on the ground in a coughing mess. He kicked him once for good measure.
"Apologize to your sister, now. She is not like that. Do not mistake how she is with me for how she is with every guy she meets." He said.
I blinked at him as he came to my side.
To be honest, I did secretly worry that he saw me as easy. It hadn't been hard for me to get into bed with him the first couple of times. After that, it began to be routine.
"Honey, we are just worried about what is best for you. If you are not careful you may end up-" My mother was saying.
"What? Pregnant? I already am. It is kind of hard to get pregnant when I am already expecting." I yelled, letting my anger guide me.
I regretted my words almost as soon as they left my mouth. My dad's face turned into one of complete and utter anger and hatred and they weren't directed at Brick. He was looking right at me.
He began moving towards me and I felt fear. Brick stepped in front of me though. My dad made to grab him in a wresting move but Brick proved to him how wresting could be impractical sometimes. He ducked and swoop kicked my dad causing him to fall. He then used some of the super-strength that I know he has to use one of my dad's own moves against him. He lifted my dad off the ground to my family's shock and slammed my dad on the ground.
Part of me was mad that he was attacking my family. But then, he was part of my family now too. He was just protecting me and our child.
My dad groaned on the ground as my brothers yelled asking if he was alright.
This whole situation was stressing me out. Before long I felt something trickling from my nose.
My mom gasped.
"Buttercup, honey, your nose is bleeding." She said, worried.
Confused, I touched my hand to the area under my nose and when I checked my hand sure enough, there was blood.
Now, I am not one bothered by blood. But almost immediately after I felt Brick's concerned hands on me that I passed out.
Brick's Point of View
I caught Buttercup in my arms for the second time that day. The whole day was stressing her out too much. For a few moments I looked at her in utter worry with her mother who had rushed over at the sight of her daughter falling to the ground. Her brothers and dad were still pissed about the whole situation, but I could tell they were worried too.
When it was obvious that she had not merely fainted, her mother told me that we needed to get her to a hospital. She sent the male members of her family home in a taxi saying that it is their fault that her daughter needed medical help. An ambulance arrived and took us to the hospital.
It was a while before we heard anything from a doctor. They hadn't wanted to tell me anything, but after I explained that I was the father of her unborn child they didn't seem too bothered.
Her blood pressure was through the roof. They asked if she had been under a great deal of stress.
"We told everyone important about the baby today. We also found out about it today so we couldn't really do much in way of making sure that she was alright." I informed the doctor.
The doctor seemed a bit surprised that we just found out today. He started asking me all types of questions. At the end of it he said that he wanted Buttercup to stay for a few days so they could get her blood pressure sorted out. He also said that tomorrow he was going to have an OB look her over so that the baby could be looked at and to properly help Buttercup and the baby.
The baby. I still can't believe it. According to the doctor, he said that it sounds like Buttercup is around three months. Her mother rubbed her face while I thought about this. It seemed a bit too far along. I know Buttercup said that her birth control messes with her periods, but seriously? Three months and she didn't realize that something was amiss? Oh well, there is no point in being angry about it. Either way she is pregnant. I am still going to be a father, and she a mother.
We were finally allowed to see Buttercup who was now awake. They had an IV in and her hooked up to some monitors.
"Oh honey, I am sorry this happened. Your brothers and fathers can really be a bit much. I am sorry we followed you on your date. We were just worried about you." Her mother spoke the moment she stepped in the room.
"I know. I am sorry too. I don't even... well okay I do know I got so mad." Buttercup said.
"How are you feeling?" I asked, taking a seat on the opposite side of Buttercup's mom.
I took her hand in mine and kissed it.
"Alright I guess. I'm tired. My head hurts a bit too." Her tired voice said.
"They are keeping you for a few days. You will also be seen by an OB."
"Isn't it a bit soon?"
"The doctor said that you are between two and three months along." Her mother informed her.
This seemed to surprise Buttercup. She looked as though she was trying to validate this information in her head.
"Don't worry about it tonight. Just get some sleep. They should be moving you to a room soon." I told her.
She sighed and her hand grasped mine a bit harder. She shut her eyes and tried to get some sleep.
It was going to be a tough few days for her.
