Riding It Out
Prologue
Last Time On Riding It Out...
"Computer…How did the tests run?"
"They ran positive. The weather manipulator changed the weather with no difficulties."
"Excellent."
The simian genius was in his lab, yet working on another invention to rid himself and all of his fellow villains of the Powerpuff girls and their supercharged boyfriends. He also wanted revenge on all four of the Rowdyruffs for betraying him. His new invention, the weather manipulator, was going to do that for him. It was designed to manipulate any kind of weather, any time of day.
He was going to use it's most powerful weather disasters to get rid of the Powerpuff girls, and the city of Townsville, once and for all.
Looking through his telescope, he grinned evilly at the joy and glee that was filled in the Utomium household.
"Rejoice now you insolent brats, for I Mooojo Jojo, have devised a plan that will rid you all in the blink of an eye, and when you are destroyed, my dream of revenge will come true, and only then, will I have my revenge, for I Mooojo Jojo have destroyed you all, and I will build a new Townsville, and I will reign over evil…ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!!!"
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Chapter One
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Buster woke up to the sun shine shining inside his room. He looked around and then gave a slight smile. He almost thought he was back on the army grounds where he and Blaze were sent to go through three years of training. It was like pure hell. He had to wake up bright and early in the morning to make up his bed, and then start the morning drills. He was separated from Blaze, because the drill Sargent's found out how reckless they were when they were together.
Through the day he went through endless exercises, and grueling drills, but to say the least, he and Blaze racked in a lot of money and awards for going through the training. Now that he was home, he wanted to savor every minute he had before he had to go to school. Things around here seemed a little different now, but as Buster heard the shrill cry of Bubbles fighting with Buttercup and a smile eased across his face. Yup…nothing had changed.
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"I didn't take your stupid picture of you and Boomer!"
"Yes you did!"
Bubbles and Buttercup were at it, yet again, and Blossom didn't even bother to stop their fussing. If push came to shove, she didn't want to be caught between them. She decided to see how her brother was doing. She went up stairs, knocked on his door, and when she heard the sleepy command to enter, she walked in. She looked around, and saw Buster sitting up in bed, looking up at the sun.
"Good morning." She said, giving her brother a smile, "How are you feeling?"
"Stronger than yesterday." He said, smiling back. "How are you?"
"Better than yesterday." She said, sitting next to him, "I was a wreck for the last two days."
"Yeah. It was probably your friend." He said, smirking "You almost squeezed the hell outta me last night."
"What can I say?" She said, "It hurts. And I still have to deal with it."
"Yeah? You're nothing compared to Blaze. She almost crushed my hand once." He said, and the both of them cringed outwardly. Blossom decided to change the subject.
"Well, I can't wait to see you in school." She said, grinning, "Brick and I would have some real competition."
"Yeah." He said, grinning "It must be lonely at the top."
"It is." Blossom said, "Wonder how Blaze is?"
"I don't know right now." He said, "The first thing she wanted to do when we got home was see Ms. Bellum."
Blossom smiled, and then stood up. "That's nice of her to think of her mother."
"Yeah. It is." He said, "But I'm getting hungry."
"Well, Ms. Keane is downstairs making breakfast." Blossom said, "She said she was cooking a large breakfast for everyone today."
"Who's everyone?" He asked,
"Everybody." Blossom said, smirking
"So. There's going to be a breakfast celebration of my return to Townsville?"
"Yeah. You and Blaze are the guests of honor." Blossom said, grinning "So you'll need to get dressed and ready."
"Okay." Buster said, as Blossom walked out the room. He jumped out of bed, groaning to himself.
"This is gonna be a hell of a long day." He thought, as started to prepare for the day.
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The Rowdyruff boys were in their room, sleeping the day away, as they all planned to do when they got home last night. But unfortunately, Marjorie wasn't going to let that happen. As the sun notified her that it was eight o'clock, she walked in their room, and pulled the blinds open. When she did, she heard three muffled moans coming from each of the boys. She walked to each one of them, and tried to gently shake them awake.
"Wake up boys, we have an engagement to go to." She said,
"I don't want to go." Butch said, his voice muffled in the pillow.
"It's not a matter of wanting or not, we have to be there." Marjorie said,
"I'm tired." Brick moaned, and turned his head to the other side, trying the futile attempt to go back to sleep. "Go bother Boomer."
"But ma, I don't want to ride the pony…" he said, and Marjorie looked over at him, raising a confused brow. She then sighed, took out her whistle, and blew as hard as she could. The boys, fell off of their beds, and looked up, and saw that the look their mother had on their face was not a sweet one.
"Listen. You three have two hours to shower and put on some clothes that are suitable enough to wear to the Utonium's house. They're having a breakfast ceremony for Blaze and Buster's return home, and you three are to be present. If you three aren't down those stairs at nine thirty, you will be grounded. Are we clear?"
"Crystal clear ma." Brick said,
"Yes mam." Boomer said,
"Clear as glass and dark as…uh…my cowlick." Butch said, and Brick gave him a look of disgust, but didn't say a word.
"Good. Now get going." She said, and left the room with out another word. Boomer decided to start getting dressed first, and went to the bathroom.
"I don't feel like going anywhere." Brick said, "I wore myself out with Blossom."
"Oh you did, did ya?" Butch said, snickering evilly.
"No. Not like that." He said, sneering "You're always thinking perverted. People do have fun without being perverted."
"You said you were worn out right?" Butch said, smirking "That was just the first thing that came to my mind."
"I know. That's 'cause your perverted."
"Shut up." he said, "How did you wear yourself out with Blossom?"
"Using the afterburners." Brick said, and Butch smirked at him.
"Funny how you're always rough housing Blossom these days. Watch one day you're gonna rough house yourself into a wrestling match, and it ain't gonna only be arms and legs, it's gonna be tongues, and…"
"Alright Butch…I think I get it." Brick said, looking at his younger brother. "What about you and Buttercup?"
"Oh…When me and Buttercup do it, you'll know." He said, "Everyone will."
"Really?" Brick said, smirking at the idea, "That'll be interesting."
"Hey! I just remembered. What were you and Mitchellson betting on that he lost?"
"Oh. Between Blossom and Princess, who's ass was bigger." Brick said, smirking.
"That's all?" Butch said, "I thought it was something wilder than that. You don't surprise me at all these days."
"The fact that I won a bet with Mitchellson on something stupid should've been surprising."
"Betting on girl's asses isn't stupid. Especially when you know your girl has the larger one."
Brick looked at his brother, not sure how they got into this conversation, but when Boomer walked back into their room with his navy blue bathrobe on him Brick decided that he was going to take the opportunity to wash and run quickly. The idea of waking up to see Blossom didn't sound bad at all once he thought about it.
"Nope. Not bad at all." He thought
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Buttercup ran down the stairs, dressed up and ready in a dark green Fubu shirt like Butch's and matching dark green pants. She ran into the ten year old Sadie, and smirked.
"What's up squirt?" she said, and Sadie smirked,
"Nothing." She said, "My life feels like total hell right now."
"Why?" Buttercup asked, wondering what a girl her age would say.
"First of all, I have to wake up early just to be at some party that I don't even care about, and my hair! Just look at my hair! It has to get washed every night just because it moves. I'm a complete freak!"
"Hey. I'd think so too if my mother was a criminal, and she screwed your biological pops a few times and then had me. Funny thing is that unfortunately, some of her genes made their way to my hair." Buttercup thought, not in sarcasm, but in total disgust. She pitied her adoptive sister for not knowing the truth about any of it, but she wasn't going to say a word. It would be too much for her anyway at her age.
"Well, look at life on the bright side. You ain't the only kid who's not…normal, besides, besides, look at me. I didn't do things normal kids my age did either, so we're on the same boat." She said, "So, just think of it as a gift that you could use. Besides, when people start dissing on you, just use your hair don't, and make it a hair do like Blossom did."
"How?" Sadie asked, intrigued,
"Well, we were doing Blossom's hair one day, and…" Buttercup started off, and then she proceeded to tell the story of what happened when Buttercup and Bubbles accidently cut off her half of her hair. (A/N- I don't know what episode it is, but you know…it was my favorite one. :)
"But in the end, she came through, and everything's okay. Sides, I know a few girls who would want kick-ass hair like that."
"Okay." She said, smirking, "I'll just look on the bright side of things for now on then."
"Good." Buttercup said, and then ended the conversation.
Buttercup then went into the living-room, and turned on the TV, in the mood for something violent. She turned to the weather channel, and looked at it with some curiosity.
"Today should be clear, blue beautiful skies like we see every summer here in Townsville, but last night, we predicted the same thing, and it rained cats and dogs." The weather reporter said, going on with his ramblings. Buttercup thought back to the night before, when they all came home soak and wet, and it had been fairly nice outside when they went to the dance. She also thought of when Blossom's temper went off, and that was a humorous sight to see.
"Maybe she'll get into a fight one of these days and it might be over Brick." Buttercup thought with amusement as Ms. Keane walked through the living room, and looked at her with a stern look on her face.
"Buttercup! Stop lazing around, and help me put out the food for your brother's party."
"Yes Ms. Keane." She grumbled, and went to help out with a fresh new thought on her mind…and his name was Butch Plutonia.
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Buster walked out of the bathroom, and went to his room, looking through his closet. He pulled out a navy blue Roca Wear shirt, and then matching blue pants, and denim blue timberlands. He slipped them on, and put on his cap along with it. He looked himself over in the mirror, and looked very satisfied with himself.
His thoughts turned over to Blaze, and he got a warm feeling down in his gut. He hoped that she turned up in one of her mini-skirts. He always thought that she looked very sexy when she was in her tight skirts, with her short red hair pinned up. He also liked to see her in her pink see through night gown that she usually wears *(every time they're in their dream world)*. Over all, he likes to see her legs. He thinks that's the sexiest part on her body. But as Buster walked out of his room, to start off the day, he gives way to a final thought that includes Blaze.
"I hope she comes in tight leather. Very tight leather."
Giving a devilish grin to that, he leaves the room, silently closing the door behind him.
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