Lords of the Playlist
Authors note: The Powerpuff girls do not belong to me and as always, they have human appendages.
Greens ages variate between late teens/early twenties.
Track 46: Sugar, We're Goin' Down – Fall Out Boy
"I couldn't even explain to you
How good it feels to look up across a room
And see you standing there."
The ink haired teens laid on their backs, staring up at the pale blue sky above them, and watched as wispy clouds slowly made their way across the large blue expanse.
No words were spoken between them. It was a rare moment of calm – one hardly experience by either party.
The world seemed simple and quiet as they laid there together. It was an oddly intimate moment, but neither were complaining.
It felt right. Whole, pure even.
This was them – the real them. No matter how feisty she was, or how violent he became when provoked into a rage – or even how much they yearned for blood – end of the day, this was the real them:
Laid back, observant and at peace with themselves, and most importantly – each other.
A side that other people never got to see, and was reserved only for each other.
They were two halves of a whole, she and him. One could not exist without the other. A fact the both were very well aware of – even if they never said it out loud.
It wasn't necessary. They already knew.
And as both green superpowered teens stared up into the sky – talking about pointless things and wasting time together – both knew that if given the chance, they would stay ingrained in that one spot forever – side by side.
Because nobody could make them feel as complete as the other did.
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And, sugar, we're going down swinging
I'll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it