The flames made by the explosion consumed what was left of the house. It was impossible to save it; the house was gone the instant it exploded. The girls felt hopeless, like they couldn't go on any longer. With the exception of Buttercup, who didn't have her memories. Butch was the only Ruff there. He was just as surprised as Blossom and Bubbles, but not nearly as sad.

"Why did this have to happen to us?" Bubbles asked, still crying hysterically.

None of them had the answer. They didn't know why that had to happen, but they had to face the fact that it did.

"Wait wasn't Brick in there too?" Butch suddenly asked.

When Blossom remembered that her boyfriend was in there, she quickly ran toward the wreckage and began to search for him.

Butch joined her in the search, hoping that his brother was still alive.

Buttercup followed Butch and watched him and Blossom search through the pile of metal.

Bubbles was left alone, crying on her knees. The very thought of her dad dying was enough to send a wave of fear up her spine, but now it actually happened. She was never going to be able to see him again, and for the first time ever she felt alone. Even though she still had her sisters.

"Hey everyone!" Boomer said as he ran to them. "You won't believe what I… OH MY GOD WHAT HAPPENED?!?!?!"

Bubbles was the only one to hear him. She turned around, through her arms around him, and continued to cry.

"What's wrong Bubbles?" Boomer mentally slapped himself when he asked her that. It was obvious what was wrong. Her house was destroyed, and he was dumb enough to ask her what was wrong!

"He's gone!" Bubbles finally said. "My dad is gone! He was killed in the explosion!"

"Who did this?!"

"It was-" She was interrupted by the sound of movement coming from underneath what used to be a wall. Bubbles quickly flew to it and yelled. "Professor!!!"

But when what was under it made its way out, she saw that it wasn't the Professor. It was the leader of the Powerpuff Bots.

Everyone gasped at the sight of one of the robots that had killed the Professor, and destroyed their house.

Blossom face curled into a frown. "You!" She flew straight at it and grabbed it by the neck. "This is all your fault! You did this!"

"I. Was. Just. Completing. My. Mission." It said, not struggling to get free.

"You attacked us for no good reason, you destroyed our house, and you killed are father and you think you can get away with it by using that excuse?!" Blossom tightened her grip on its neck, even though it wasn't doing any good. Its metal skin was too thick to get through.

"That. Was. My. Directive."

"I don't give a damn about your directive!!!"

Butch walked over to Blossom and the Robot. "Who are you anyway?"

"I. Am. Power. Puff. Bot. One. Or. Metal. Blossom."

"Who built you?" Blossom demanded.

"That. Is. Classified."

That just made Blossom's rage increase, and she threw Metal Blossom a few feet back. "Tell me who it was that made you, because he's responsible for this! He did this to me and my sisters!"

"I. Cannot. Tell. You." The bot turned around to leave, but was stopped by Blossom grabbing its metal bow.

"Why can't you?!"

"Because. I. Was. Not. Given. The Ability. To. Even. If. I. Tried. With. All. Of. My. Artificial. Strength. I. Wouldn't. Be. Able. To."

"Then I'll just take you apart and find the information my self." Blossom said, as her eyes turned red and she prepared to fire her lasers.

"If. I. Could. Tell. You. I. Would."

"What?"

"If. I. Was. Able. To. Do. What. Ever. I. Want. I. Would. Tell. You. Who. Built. Me." It paused for a second. "I. Can't. Make. My. Own. Decisions. I. Can. Only. Do. What. I. Am. Programmed. To. Do."

Everyone just looked at the robot. Some of them were starting to feel sorry for it, but some couldn't care less.

"… I understand." Blossom said, surprising them. "You only know how to do what you were made for, and that happened to be to destroy our house…"

"… I. Am. Sorry." It said without breaking eye contact.

Blossom gasped at the last word it said. Robots weren't supposed to have emotions.

Then Metal Bubbles, and Metal Buttercup finally came out of the wreckage and walked over to their sister.

"Fare. Well." Metal Blossom said, before they all flew straight up and were gone in a flash.

"…Wow that was weird…" A voice behind them said.

They all turned around and were shocked to see who it was. "BRICK!!!!" They all said, then ran to give him a hug.

"We thought you were dead." Bubbles said.

"I'm not dead. It takes much more then an explosion to kill me."

"What about the Professor?! Is he ok?!" Blossom asked.

"Well…"

Flashback, and Brick's POV…

A little while after you left I went into the lab. The Professor was working on some kind of machine. "What are you doing?" I asked him.

"I've finally done it! I made a special helmet that will give Buttercup her memories back!"

"That's gre-" I was interrupted by a loud beeping sound coming from a beak speaker. "What is that?"

The professor looked at some weird gadgets that I knew nothing about, and then gasped. "There's a bomb on the house!!!"

"A BOMB!?!?!"

"Yes, and if I'm correct it's going to go off in ten seconds!!!"

"Then what are we waiting for?! Let's get the hell out of here!"

"Wait!"

"What?!?!"

"I can't…"

"What the hell do you mean you can't?! Let's go!!!"

"Brick there's no time!!!" He suddenly gave me the helmet and pushed me into a pod that flew out of a hatch that opened on the ceiling. Using my super vision, I was able to see him push a button that said "Plasma Shield" Just before I left. While the pod was flying, I saw the explosion, but it wasn't as big as it should have been. When I looked closely I saw a shield keeping it from going any further, then I realized that the Professor activated the shield so the explosion wouldn't have killed the citizens of Townsville, or you.

End of Flashback, and normal POV.

"… So he let himself die to save everyone else?" Blossom was ready to start crying again, but she knew that wouldn't help her. "Wait, what happened to the helmet?"

"It's right here." Brick said as he pulled it out.

Blossom managed to smile when she saw it. "Now at least Buttercup will have her memories back…" She took the helmet from Brick and put in on Buttercup's head.

They waited for about five minutes before Buttercup got a surprised expression on her face.

"Hey," She said. "I remember all of you! And I remember this place and… oh my god the Professor!!!!!"

"There's nothing we can do Buttercup," Butch said.

"There has to be something, we can't just stand here and do nothing!"

"Well we can't think of anything!"

Buttercup wanted to argue, but she really couldn't. She couldn't think of anything they could do. Tears started to well up in her eyes, and she didn't even bother to hide them.

Butch sighed and walked right up to her. "I'm sorry… but he let himself die for everyone else. Would you really have wanted him to let other people die just so he could live?"

"Yes!" Buttercup said, but then she thought about her answer. "Well…maybe…no…"

Then Butch pulled her into a hug and whispered. "Everything's gonna be ok."

She wiped her tears and then whispered back. "No its not…"

"There's only one thing we can do now." Brick suddenly said.

"…What might that be?" Blossom asked.

"You girls are gonna have to come live with me and my brothers."

Everyone was speechless, until Buttercup broke the silence.

"Why do we have to live with you? Why can't we live with someone else?"

"You don't want to live with us?" Butch asked.

"Its not you, I just know that your house is probably VERY messy."

"I want to live with them," Bubbles said. "So I can be with Pookybear."

"You still call him that?" Brick said.

"I think living with them wouldn't be so bad." Blossom said, as she looked at Buttercup.

"… Alright fine! We can live with them, but don't come crying to me when their house is filled old pizza and stuff."

"Alright then, let's go." Brick took off along with his brothers and their counterparts.

The girls gave their house one last glance.

"Bye dad…" Bubbles said, before the house was out of sight.

Soon they were at the edge of Townsville, where there was the most crime.

"There it is!" Boomer said, pointing to a house that looked pretty good. Then he and his brothers descended and landed right at the door.

Brick grabbed the knob. "Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, I give you our house." When he opened the door the girls were surprised at what they saw. It was even worse then Buttercup thought it was going to be. There was trash everywhere, and everything was just all beat up.

"I'm not living here!" Buttercup shouted.

"Yeah, this place is a little too… gross." Blossom added.

Bubbles looked like she was going to be sick.

"Do you really have a choice?" Brick asked.

The girls thought about it, and then slowly walked into the house. They tried not to step on anything disgusting, which was hard. When they made it to the couch, they sat down and scanned the room. Luckily there was a TV.

"Well what do you think?" Brick asked.

"It's gross…" Blossom said. "But… I guess we can stay for a while."

"Yay!" Boomer said, as he jumped in the air.

"Good." Brick smiled. "Do you want to go see your rooms?"

The girls thought about it. They were afraid of how bad their rooms might be, but they had to check them out. They all just nodded.

Blossom's POV…

I was sitting on the couch in the living room of the boy's house. It had been an hour since we arrived the this house, and we already wanted to leave. Our rooms were the worst in the house, and it was probably because they originally belonged to the boys. We were going to be sharing our rooms with our counterparts, which I didn't mind. Bubbles was obviously happy about it, and even Buttercup was ok with it. I think that besides the house being so… messed up, we're going to have a pretty good time.

To Be Continued…

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