Me: I don't even remember what the last Chapter was about….So I've gotta go read the previous Chapter, so I can write this Chapter. Ugh! -_-
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Ace's POV
I stared at the clock, ready to jump out of my seat and dash into the hallway so I could met up with that fine new friend of Princess'. I snickered at that.
'Hard to believe Princess of all people has friends. Heh, bet she paid most of 'em to just pose as her friends so people wouldn't think she's….friendless. God. My thought sound so stupid when I'm bored.' I sighed impatiently and propped my head on my hand, still staring at the clock. Beside me sat Snake, my right hand man, and, admittedly, my best friend. He chuckled
"You really want to ssssssssssssee that girl, don't you Asssssssssssssssce?" He whispered. I smirked at him.
"You know it, Snakey."He rolled his eyes at the nickname, but he was smiling while he did it.
"If sssssssssssssssshe'ssssssss friendssssssss with that Thing, then sssssssssshe'sssssss probably not the greatesssst perssssson to hang out with." I shrugged.
"She seemed nice enough." He raised an eyebrow.
"Ssssssssince when did you like nice girlsssssss?"
"Since when did you care?"
"Sssssssince like, kindergarten. Ya know, when we met?" My smirk got wider.
"How could I forget?"
I remembered that day like it was yesterday. Hell, it could've been yesterday. Like he said we had met in Kindergarten. But it wasn't the whole Gang. It was just me, Snake and Big Billy. Big Billy wasn't so big back then, but he was still big. Anyways, it all started one day when we we're outside for recess. We were playing my all-time favorite sport:
Dodgeball.
"Ace! Here!" I turned around and caught the red plastic ball one of my teammates threw to me. Because that was how good I was. My team had to throw the ball to me because I was the only kid in here who had aim. Dead aim. I brought my arm back and looked for my next unfortunate target. I grinned when I saw a lanky, raven haired boy, slowly moving across the field. He looked scared. I didn't blame him. I let the ball fly out of my five-year-old hand and watched as it hit him dead in the face. It was funny, until the kid started to cry.
I blinked. A taller kid with red hair bent down next to him. I knew that kid. His name was Billy. He sat across from me in class and threw rocks at girls and dipped peoples hair in paint. The kid glared at me through his shaggy so called hairstyle.
"Why you do 'hat?" He boomed. I shrugged and looked away. He scared me a bit. It wasn't because I was scared easily, oh no way, I had a lot of things way bigger than Billy to worry about at home. The reason he scared me was because he was known to hit people when he was mad, and at the moment I had enough bruises from last night when my Father came home drunk, but that's another story.
"I was just playing the game. Didn't mean ta hurt 'im." I mumbled. Billy picked the kid up and glared at me one last time.
"Stay 'way from him." He demanded and walked away, after asking if his friend was okay of course. I went over to the boy, and he cringed like I was gonna hit him or something.
'I really should hit 'im! Billy might beat the snot out of me cause this baby started cryin!' I thought angrily. I shook my head at him.
"Calm 'ourself. I ain't gonna hitchya." I told him and he relaxed. A bit. "Ma name's Ace, what's 'ours?" He gulped and looked at me with those big watery eyes of his.
"S-S-S-Snake." He hissed. No, he literately hissed it. Like a…snake. I smirked at him and patted his back.
"Snake, huh? That's pretty bad-ass!" I remembered hearing my Dad use that word when he was describing his new motorcycle to his friends. He had "bought" it from an "unsuspecting dealer." In other words, he hotwired it, drove it back home, hid it in the garage and spray painted it red. I heard a loud gasp.
"Which one of you said that foul word!" I gulped and spun around, only to see my young and beautiful, yet extremely strict teacher, Ms. Keane. She narrowed her eyes at me. "I swear, if it was you who said that Ace, we'll be having a long talk with your parents about your recent behavior. Hitting a student in the face with a Dodgeball on purpose, swearing, drawing on the wall, breaking other students objects! I mean it Ace, your going to be in so much trouble when I call your parents you won't know what to do!" I knew what I'd do. I run for my life. I remember the last time my parents got called up to the school. When we got home my Dad took off my belt and beat me. Hard. Then my Mom grounded me for a month. I couldn't survive a whooping right now. Snake must've seen my frightened expression, because he had stepped in front of me and looked our teacher in the eye.
"Msssssssssss. Keane. Ace didn't ssssssssssay the word…I did." He lied. I looked at him like he was crazy. What was he doing? I don't even know this kid, and he's going around lying for me like we were…buds or something!
'He better not ask me for nothin' after dis!' I thought. Ms. Keane blinked.
"Oh," She said. "Well then…Ace, I owe you an apology. And Sanford! That kind of language is not appropriate in school! I don't know what their teaching you at home, but I better not hear anything like that come out of your mouth again young man! Understand?"
"Yesssssssss Msssssss. Keane." he nodded. She sighed and turned around.
"I won't call your parents, Sanford. But that's only because it's your first day here. If something else happens, I'm calling." With that she left us standing here. There was an awkward silence as Snake…Sanford…whatever his name was, shuffled his feet.
"So uhmm….about what just happened I-" I grabbed him by his collar and lifted his feet off of the ground. I smashed his nose against mine and glared at him.
"Listen kid, just cause you saved my butt doesn't mean NOTHIN'! Understand? I ain't loyal to nobody but me! Got it? New meat?" I growled, glaring at him. He nodded and opened his mouth to say something but no words came out so he just shut his trap. I put him back on the ground and crossed my arms. I smirked at him.
"Sanford?" I chuckled. He blushed and glared at me.
"It was my grandfather'ssssss name!" He shouted. I rolled my eyes at him.
"Yeah, whateva kid. But I gotta know, why you lie to da teach about cussin'? I mean, I did just hitchya in da face wit a Dodgeball."
"Well…I ssssaw the look on your face when Msssss. Keane ssssssaid sssssssssshe wassssssss calling your parentssssss. Ssssssso I jussssst thought that maybe…maybe taking the blame for you was the besssst thing to do. Doessssss your Dad…doesssss he hit you too?" I was about to answer, but then I looked up at him.
"What do you mean does he hit me too? You sayin' your so called Father beats up on ya? Everyday?" I asked and he nodded. I felt bad for the kid, and instantly realized why he was so scared of everybody. "Hmp, guess we do got somethin' in common. Thanks for dat, kid. I apprici…aprici..ah I dunno how to say it, but ma Mom uses it a lot. What I'm tryin' ta say is, I'm glad you did that, or else mah Dad would be up here and…stuff." I got kinda quiet at that point. He looked up at me and rubbed his arm.
"Uhmm…Ace?"
"Yeah, kid?"
"You think…that…ssssssssomehow…we could kinda ssssssssorta….be…friendssssss? I mean…I only have Billy, ssssssssso…" I shrugged.
"Sure, why not?"
"Really?"
"I guess. I mean, your better den all da other losers 'round here. Just tell ya friend Billy to back of, cause I'm not bout to get beat up just for talkin' to ya!" He nodded.
"Maybe you two could be friendssssssss alsssssso." I shrugged and looked over at the clock.
"Only a couple of minutes until school is over." I said with a frown. "That's just great…"
"Whanna come over to Billy'sssss with me? Hissss parentsssssss are really nice and sssssstuff." He offered.
"If I can get ma Mom to agree, then yeah, I'll go withcya. It's a lot better than gettin' the crap beaten out of me at home." Snake smiled at me.
"I'll go and asssssssk Billy! Be right back!" He ran over to his bigger friend and I leaned against the wall.
'I wasn't gonna be friends with dat kid. He's weird.' I saw Billy looked over to me while Snake was talking. After a couple of minutes the redhead nodded and Snake smiled. He came back over to me.
"Billy ssssssssaid yesssssssss." I smirked at Billy when he walked over.
"Sup big-guy?" I asked.
"Hey Snake, go get 'our books and stuff. I'll met you over 'here." He said. Snake nodded and ran over to get his stuff. Billy smiled at me.
"Thanks for 'eing his friend. Not many 'eople do that. Cause he's 'ifferent." I raised an eyebrow. Different? How? Seemed like a perfectly normal kid to me. Well, except for the fact he sounded like a Snake, but other than that he was normal.
"How is he different from any of us?" I asked. Billy leaned in, as if he were tellin' a secret or somethin'.
"You know how he 'peaks with that….ting? That "S" ting?" I nodded. "His Mom's 'art Cobra or 'omething." I rolled my eyes.
"Who told you dat?"
"His Dad. And he has proof. 'Ictures and junk."
"I guess it makes sense. Sorta."
"Just don't 'ell him I 'old ya, 'kay?" I shrugged.
"No promises." Billy growled but didn't say anything. He grabbed my wrist and literally dragged me over to the front of the classroom where Snake was. My Mom was standing there, smiling down at him. She looked at me and smiled brighter.
"Acey!" She exclaimed and pecked me on the cheek. "Of COURSE you can go over with your friends! As long as your home before your father is home-" Billy cut her off.
"Is it 'ool if he 'pends the night?" He asked. My Mother paused and blinked. Then she smiled again.
"Why of COURSE he can!" She cried. She kissed my forehead. "Have a nice time my darling, Acey!" With that she walked back to the car, leaving me standing there with a headache.
"Acey? She callssss you…Acey?" Snake cracked up and Billy chuckled. I blushed and wiped the cheap red lipstick of my Mom's off
"Aww, shut up Sanford!" Snake stopped laughing, but Billy just kept going.
"Let'ssssss go already…" He mumbled and walked out the door. I smiled and Billy.
"Your friends real sensitive." I joked. Billy nodded.
When we finally got to Billy's house, I was surprised by what I saw.
"Whoa…." Me and Snake said in amazement.
"Dude! Your never told me you lived in a massssssssion!" Snake cried. Billy shrugged and grabbed his key out of his pocket. He opened the door and we walked inside.
"Whoa….." Me and Snake repeated when we saw the inside of his house. It was huge!
"Welcome home, Master William. I trust you had a good day at school." Some random old dude in a tux said, walking over to Billy and taking his book bag.
"Yeah. Uhmm…Wilson, these are my friends. Ace and Snake." Wilson looked at us and nodded.
"Master Sanford, Master William's parents have told me all about you. It's nice that you can finally visit. And Master Ace, a pleasure to meet you also." He took our bags. "Snacks, Master William?"
"Uh…yeah. Thanks, I guess." Billy looked at us.
"Your name is William?" I asked him. He nodded.
"So…you guys like X-Box?"
And that's how our friendship started.
Ahh…memories. Beautiful, beautiful memories.
"Doessss your Mom sssstill call you "Acey?"" Snake asked. I took my sunglasses off to clean them.
"How should I know man? I haven't called her in like…ages." I forgot to whisper and the teacher "Sssh"ed me. When she had her back turned I flipped her off, causing the Gang and several other students to laugh.
"Stupid bitch, shushing me and all that!" I growled to Snake. He nodded.
"Sssssshe hasssss no right to do that! The only woman who can bosssssss you around issssssss Berssssssserk!" I sneered at him when he said that.
"That bitch can't tell me what to do neither!"
"You and Berserk fight like a married couple, mayn" Little Arturo said as he walked by to sharpen his pencil. "You should, like, totally date her, mayn. She's, like, hot." I gagged at the thought me going out with Berserk. Then I gagged at the thought of Arturo thinking Berserk was hot!
"Ew Man. That's just…ew." I said out loud, not caring what the teacher said. Arturo shrugged and went back to his seat. The bell finally run and I dashed out of the door, waiting for the white-haired Goddess to arrive.
Blossom's POV
I looked back at Boomer, for what seemed like the hundred time today.
"Alright, I give up. What's wrong with Boomer?" I asked Bubbles. She looked up at me and motioned for me to come closer.
"Promise you won't tell Buttercup?" She asked. I paused for a second. Not tell Buttercup? Either something really super bad had happened that involved Butch or Boomer just didn't want anyone to tell Buttercup because she had such a big mouth. It was probably the second one. I nodded.
"I promise."
"No, I mean it, you've got to swear on your collection of everything that you will not tell Buttercup!" I rolled my eyes.
"Alright! I swear! Now tell me!" She nodded and took a deep breath.
"Well, ya know how Butch and Brute totally hate each other?" I nodded. How could anyone not know? They were on each others throats practically every minute their around the other! "Boomer told me why…7 years ago, Butch and Brute were like, dating, and then they went to this huge carnival and then Brick and Boomer said that the two had disappeared and a few minutes later, close to midnight, Brute came flying down the boardwalk screaming something about Butch raping her." I gasped and Bubbles slapped a hand over my mouth.
"But…I don't understand…" I mumbled after removing her hand. "Why would Boomer be upset at that? I mean, I know it's depressing to find out that your brother is some kind of psycho rapist, but it was seven years ago!"
"That's just it. Butch said he didn't do it, and Boomer didn't believe him. But before class started, Butch and Boomer were outside and Butch had once again said he didn't do it and he actually meant it. And now Boomer's all sad that he didn't believe Butch before and thinks he's a horrible brother and I wasn't supposed to tell you because he said not to and Butch is so totally going to freak when he finds out I told you and he's going to be mad at Boomer because he told me and-"
"Bubbles! Breathe!" My blond sister took a deep breath and then let it out. She smiled at me.
"Heh…thanks Blossom. But anyways, like I said, you can not tell Buttercup! She'll go on a rampage if she learns that Butch raped Brute…Or if Brute raped Butch. It's still not clear what exactly happened."
"Well we're going to have to tell Buttercup eventually. And when we do, we need to have our story straight. We don't want her beating the living crap out of Butch and it turns out it was Brute's fault." I told her. She nodded and looked back at Butch, who was glaring at the desk.
"There's only two ways we can learn the truth. By asking Butch or by asking Brute." Bubbles said. "Knowing Butch he'd probably deny the whole thing, then go and bash Boomy's head into a wall while we're not looking. Brute hates our guts, so there's no point in even trying to ask her."
"Well we could ask her sisters." I suggested. Bubbles shrugged.
"We could. But what if they don't know the truth either? What if their as clueless as us? Even worse, what if they get mad and try to like…fight us or something? We don't want them to hate us too!" She proved a good point. I sighed and closed my eyes.
"This is a lot to digest all at once. I think I need to take some time to think all of this through before making a game plan." I told her. "Until then, try to keep Brute and Butch away from each other. While your at it, keep the three greens away from each other for about…ever." She giggled.
"I doubt that'd be possible. I mean Buttercup does have a crush on Butch." Bubbles said.
"Not that'd she'd ever admit it."
"Who'd admit what?" Buttercup asked, coming over to us. "Your not talking about me, are you?" Me and Bubbles both knew the answer to that question.
"No." We answered together. Buttercup nodded
"Better not be. What's wrong with him?" She asked, pointing to Butch. "And him?" She pointed to Boomer.
"You don't whanna know." Me and my sister told her at the same time, once again. Buttercup raised an eyebrow.
"And why the hell not?"
"Because!" Bubbles blurted. "I like rabbits!"
"That does not answer my damn question! I whanna know why those two are so upset, because I swear, if that bitch Brute has been messin' with them, I'm gonna-"
"Your gonna what, Power Pussy?" Brute snarled from behind Buttercup. My raven haired sister swirled around to face her enemy.
"Oh look, it's the huge dickweed who's constantly ruining my friends' day. What do you want, bitch?" She hissed. Brute gave her a crocked smile.
"To make you bleed!" She screamed. Buttercup rolled her eyes.
"Like you could."
"Is that a challenge?"
"What do you think?"
"I'll take that as a 'yes.' You. Me. Front of the school. 3:01." Buttercup raised an eyebrow.
"Why 3:01? Why not just three?" She asked and Brute rolled her eyes.
"Because, I want to fashionably late. Duh." She answered, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"Fine. You better be ready, because I'm gonna beat the living shit out of you, you she-male."
"Whatever. I'm gonna beat the ugly off of you."
"That's gonna be a lot of beating." Princess said from the side, causing almost everyone to crack up. I'm pretty sure you know who didn't laugh. Buttercup glared at the redhead.
"Keep talking freak. Just watch, you'll be next."
"Ohh, I'm so scared!"
"Well you should be."
"Is that a threat?" Buttercup rolled her eyes.
"No, that was just a joke. Ya know, an invitation for you to say shit about me and get away with it." There was really no reason to point out the sarcasm in my little sisters voice when she said that. Princess glared at her.
"Bring it on, hoe."
"Hey hey! One fight at a time! You can fight Buttercup after she beats all of Brute's common sense out, sir." Brick joined in, smirking when the class laughed at Princess being called "Sir." I gasped at his statement.
"Brute has sense? Could've fooled me!" I don't know why I said that, really I don't. It just slipped out, ya know? I felt crappy when I saw Brute's glare, but I instantly felt better when everyone started laughing, again. But Buttercup laughed hardest. My sister was always making us laugh, so making her laugh was really cool.
"And Brute can't say anything, considering how your one of the smartest kids on this whole freaking planet." Brat added.
"Okay, let's stop making fun of Brute now, okay?" Bubbles squeaked.
"Why don't you sit down and shut up, you little squirrel-thing? Always coming around smelling like some new kind of bubbly shit and always sounding like you inhaled ten gallons of helium." Brute hissed causing Bubbles to whimper. Her eyes began to get wet and I put a protective arm around her.
"Why don't you just leave her the fuck alone, Brute?" Butch yelled and stood up, knocking his chair over. Everyone was silent as the two death glared at each other.
"Why don't you fucking make me, Butch?" Brute asked with the same intensity.
"Why the fuck don't we all fight?" Buttercup brought up. And evil smirk crossed Brute's face.
"Oh Hell yes!" She screamed.
"Alright then. Same time, same place. I'll see you there. Be prepared to die, you man-whore." Butch hissed.
"Oh and Brute, no steroids." Buttercup joked.
"That's what you should be telling your mother." Brute cracked, causing everyone to "Oooooh."
"I don't have a mom, you idiot. And even if I did, why would anyone believe a man like you?"
"Your Daddy would." I winced. Brute had made a mistake saying that. She had went way past the line then. Buttercup's hands clenched into fists. Her teeth were clenched and their was a visible vain popping out of her forehead. She lunged at Brute with a loud war cry. Me and the other Rowdy Ruff Boys flew at her with our super speed and held her down with our super strength.
'Where the Hell is our teacher?' I thought angrily, pulling Buttercup away from Brute.
"Calm down, Buttercup!" Boomer cried, sounding completely exhausted. Unfortunately for us, Buttercup did the exact opposite of what she was told and got angrier. It was probably because Brute was making faces at her. I was seriously thinking about letting Buttercup go and beating the crap out of Brute with her! Why can't that girl just leave us alone? What had we done to deserve this kind of treatment? I mean, I can understand her being mad at Butch, but come on! It was seven years ago! I wonder how many times people have said that to her…
"I expected better from the so called toughest fighter of the Power Puff Girls. Or maybe your not the strongest. Maybe your just a baby like your sisters!" Brute taunted. Buttercup growled and flew from our arms, leavening her signature lime-green streak behind her.
"Aw shit…" Brick murmured.
"That's an understatement." Bubbles sighed and shook her head. "We better go get her!"
"Too late…" I pointed to the current fight that was going on between Brute and Buttercup.
"Let em fight now," Butch suggested. "Eventually they'll get tired and won't have the energy to mess with each other later, giving us time to rest. Besides, I've always wanted to see someone beat the crap out of Brute." I glared at Butch.
"Not helping, dude. Seriously." Brick hissed, floating into the air. "Shouldn't we at least try to stop her?"
"You can go ahead and do what you want, I'm gonna stay right her and watch the sparks fly. And maybe a couple of teeth too!" Butch snorted at his own comment and continued watching the "cat-fight." Or dog-fight. Whatever you wanted to call it.
"GET HER BUTTERCUP! YEAH, PUNCH HER IN THE FOOT!" Bell screamed and threw a chair at the chalkboard. I looked at her.
"What happened to you? I mean, weren't you just…all quiet and stuff?" I asked and she shrugged.
"What can I say? Fights make me go ballistic!" She then continued to scream and shout like everyone else.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Everyone froze when we figured out who's voice that was.
"Aw shit…" Brute sighed, looking absolutely terrified.
So, who's voice was it that made everybody stop? Will Ace win the heart of Akira? And will I ever end this story?
How the hell should I know? What am I? The Author?…I am? Aw shi-
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Really sorry if that Chapter seemed rushed. I'm even sorrier if it sucked. I'm kind of…I don't know. Just not inspired tow rite anything that's not Yaoi…Weeeeeeird.
