Disclaimer: I don't own the Powerpuff Girls Show, any of the characters in said show or any of the landscapes in said show. Everything else, including the plot I'm pretty sure, I own. However I have not read every Powerpuff Girl Fanfic, so I apologize if I laid claim to something that was not my own. I do own the Zapada, you may not take them for they are my own creation.

Also I apologize that the characters are Out Of Character, if they were in character the story wouldn't work. Sorry.

Now, here's Chapter Fourteen.

Enjoy ^^

Just as the second bell rang Brick slid into his seat next to Buttercup, who'd been looking out the window at nothing in particular. She didn't turn to acknowledge him; he knew that she knew he was there.

Then he nudged her in the shoulder, which caused her to look at him in quizzically, he had never actually spoken to her in class unless she had asked him a question, he was all about listening to the teacher.

He discretely pointed to the far left, at the other side of the classroom.

He had pointed to Bubbles, and where she had just sat down.

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Unfortunately the second bell had rung just as Brick sat down so they were unable to move closer to her. Brick scowled at this but looked ahead at the teacher, who began to call the roll.

He called the roll slowly, as if he wanted to be here as much as the kids did.

"Okay class," he eventually said, in his slow, boring/bored voice that had a tendency to make students fall asleep. "Today we will be studying the doomed relationship of Romeo and Juliet."

Most of the guys groaned, while most of the girls began to talk excitedly amongst themselves. Bubbles was the only one who didn't show any emotion at all. The teacher looked annoyed at her lack of feelings. Even Brick had shuddered at the horror.

"Don't you think Romeo and Juliet is worth an emotional reaction of some kind?" He asked Bubbles, an angry look in his eye.

'What's his problem?' She asked herself.

"Don't take it personally," she told him, shrugging.

"Don't give me that attitude! Detention! After school..." it was the he noticed Brick's whispering, "With Brick, who seems to think it's okay to whisper in my class! Brick, I expect you to help her understand the emotion of Romeo and Juliet." With that he went back to teaching, well his variation of teaching anyway.

Buttercup had to force herself not to laugh out loud. Brick? Teach emotions. Sure he was an excellent English Teacher but he was a tad emotionally stunted, quite unlike when he was younger.

But then she realized that Brick hadn't been the only one whispering, Buttercup's mouth hung open at the revelation, 'Why did he target Brick? Half the class was whispering.' She thought angrily.

She felt like getting up and doing something stupid and get detention as well but she refrained because the Professor had threatened to ground her the next time she got detention this week.

Buttercup sent him a look of anger that he knew was directed at the teacher.

He smirked.

Buttercup saw this and instantly got confused, 'Why are you smirking? You just got detention!' She wrote on a piece of paper before folding it and passing it to Brick.

He quickly read it before writing his own response and passing it to her, 'Bubbles and I have detention, where I have to teach her the emotion of Romeo and Juliet. It could give us a chance to get through to her, or at least find out what happened to her.'

A look of realization crossed Buttercup's face and then she nodded lightly to let Brick know she knew what he was talking about.

He gave a short nod, and then focused back on the lesson. Even though Brick and Bubbles had both gotten an unfair detention, it would work out Brick's favour.

Hopefully.

But he wasn't a leader for nothing. Of course, he was literally made for the position, being the counterpart to Blossom and all.

The rest of the lesson passed quickly, Brick and Buttercup both glanced at Bubbles now and then to find her with the exact same expression on her face.

'How does she do that?' Buttercup thought, before shaking her head and trying to concentrate on the lesson, the teacher wasn't making it easy for her though. He was just so darned boring.

The English teacher also looked back now and then at her face and was getting quite frustrated. By the end he was pressing the chalk so hard against the black board that the chalk snapped.

Then the bell rang.

"You're all dismissed! Now get out of my site!" He yelled angrily.

The students pushed even more than usual, not wanting to get targeted by the over agitated teacher.

Bubbles regarded this coolly; she knew that Brick and Buttercup would use this opportunity to their advantage and try to get information out of her. They'd be curious, like anyone would be.

I mean for all they know she could have joined the mafia.

She struggled for a second, trying to remember how to feel about this situation; should she feel sad? Angry? Happy? Satisfied? While she had been contemplating this, still seated in her seat, Buttercup and Brick approached her quietly from behind.

She was so lost in thought, staring at the doorway –which was still being squeezed through – that she didn't sense them come up behind her.

"Bubbles," Buttercup started nervously – well she had right to be nervous, not only had she not seen Bubbles in how many years, but they had parted on bad terms – "Why didn't you come home after you'd finished your training?"

Bubbles stood – the chair scraped loudly against the wooden floor – and faced them.

Brick almost cringed at the look in her eye, it was cold...desolate, but he held strong. Buttercup did cringe, it was the guilt of not sticking up for her when she had had the chance, and the look in her eyes was scary too.

"I will only return to Professor Utonium's household when I have proven myself in the eyes of The Powerpuff Girls, The Rowdyruff Boys and the citizens of Townsville. Before then, that place is not my home." She told them frostily.

Bubbles turned and was about to take a step when someone put a hand on her shoulder, preventing her from moving.

She calculated the situation quickly, and after a few seconds decided on the best course of action.

She grabbed the hand and pulled it forward, flipping whoever had laid the hand on her shoulder, over it, and onto the floor.

He gasped as the wind was knocked out of his lungs harshly. He lay there winded, looking at her in shock.

It had been Brick.

She eyed him emotionlessly.

"You were once a friend...but now you are a mere handsome individual of my past. Nothing more, nothing less." And with that she walked around him and out the door. Buttercup watched with a stunned expression on her face until she'd left.

The teacher was cowering under the blackboard, reminding himself not to annoy her again.

After she'd walked out the door and after Buttercup had snapped herself out of her shock, Buttercup bent and held out her hand to help him up. But he swatted her hand away and pushed himself into a sitting position. He was facing away from her and hiding his face from her view.

She walked around him and swatted down to get a look at him. She gaped, a full jaw hitting the floor moment.

For Brick was blushing, and he was blushing hard.

Just in case no one got that, he was blushing because Bubbles had called him handsome. Also Buttercup was so shocked because he had never really shown an interest, let alone blushed, at anyone before.

Anyways, and Chapter Fourteen is at an end. Tune in next time for Chapter Fifteen.