Chapter 7- Problems Occur
Disclaimer: I don't own the Powerpuff Girls or the Rowdyruff Boys or anything in the animated series: The Powerpuff Girls. I also don't own Shallow Hal, either.
Note: Okay. This chapter sort of makes Blossom look bad. Sorry to Blossom fans.
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Buttercup looked at Blossom do her lecture. She wasn't really listening...She was thinking about what Butch had said the night before...
~~~FLASHBACK~~~
"You can't let this stupid thing effect your whole life." he stated.
"Who says?" Buttercup muttered.
"Me."
~~~END~~~
*he's right, too...* Buttercup thought, *getting soft or not, he's right...i can't let that one, stupid move take charge o' me. no one takes charge of me! i'm their toughest fighter! it'll take more than a minor setback ta make me quit! and they can't survive without me! the powerpuff girls can't survive without me!...they just need a reminder to remind 'em that's all...*
"And I have decided we will not ask Mojo for help." Blossom stated.
"Why not?" asked Bubbles.
"Bubbles, it's too risky. Mojo Jo Jo is one of our most dangerous enemies. He might just turn on us after the Rowdyruff Boys are defeated and just finish us there! We cannot take chances...Buttercup, are you listening?"
"W-Whu?" Buttercup asked, snapping back. "Oh. Yeah."
Blossom gave her a hard stare.
"Then, what did I just say?" she asked.
"Who knows? A bunch o' stuff 'bout us 'n' Mojo 'n' the Rowdyruff Boys." Buttercup replied simply.
"Buttercup, you have to pay attention." Blossom stated. "Attention is the key to victory. If you didn't pay attention, you wouldn't survive out in the real world. Right now, we're young, we have someone who put a roof over our heads and food in our stomachs and we can have all the time to not pay attention...Then, we grow up. We get more and more responsibilities as we grow. If we ignore those responsibilities and not pay attention, the future can easily spell out disaster for us. That's why it's always best to start off fresh with a new and good beginning, understand?"
Blossom frowned when she saw Buttercup spacing out again.
"Oh, whatever..." Blossom sighed in defeat. "Go outside and play like all other little boys do."
Buttercup blinked.
"What? I'm your brother now?" she asked. "Did I grow a dick over night or somethin'?"
"Don't you want me to treat you like a brother would treat you?" Blossom asked skeptically.
Buttercup sat there. She should have known.
*damn sleep talk...* Buttercup thought bitterly.
Buttercup looked back at Blossom.
"Okay, I'll be a regular little boy like all the other good little boys in the world and play outside." she said, her tongue full of searing sarcasm.
She flew out the window, some kind of paper in her hands. Bubbles continued to suck her thumb. She stopped and looked at Blossom.
"Maybe I was too hard on her." Blossom murmured.
"Too hard on Buttercup? Impossibibble!" Bubbles exclaimed. "Nothing's too anything on Buttercup! She's a tough dookie! Er, cookie!"
"Yes, you're right, Bubbles."
Buttercup continued to fly.
"'Go outside and play like all other little boys do'." Buttercup said in a babyish tone. She spat. "Yeah, right. If she weren't mah sister, I'd pound her 'till the cows came home (lolz. i watched that movie shallow hal)."
"Hey!" a voice called behind her.
"Buttercup!" another called.
"Yo!" called another.
Buttercup stopped and whirled around. Butch, Boomer, and Brick flew towards her.
"Yo!" Buttercup greeted, waving. "Hiya!"
The three boys stopped in front of the tomboy.
"So, are you ready to tell?" Brick asked.
"Tell what?" Buttercup asked.
"Why you just...you know...went 'off'." Boomer replied.
"We told Butch to tell, but he still wouldn't spill the beans." Brick added.
Buttercup grinned at Butch as a sign of thanks. She turned to the other two. She handed them the paper that was the article Butch had read last night. She crossed her arms and waited.
"What?! Those bitches!" Brick growled, handing the article back to Buttercup.
"Yeah, I say we go over there and pound them right now!" Boomer agreed.
"I wanna, but y'know...It's a sister thing." Buttercup stated. "It's not as strong as a brother thing, but it's still there..."
The three boys shrugged, agreeing.
"But no one can use my moves without my permission!" Buttercup stated. She looked at the three boys. "I give you permission, automatically."
"Why?" Brick asked.
"I dunno..." Buttercup shrugged. "...Would you believe me if I just told you I feel like it and there's no other reason?"
They smiled.
"Then I-" Brick started, but was interrupted with Butch and Boomer elbowing him. "Er, we give you permission to use our moves, too."
Buttercup nodded in approval.
Buttercup sat on the moth-eaten couch at the abandoned house. She, Boomer, Butch, and Brick had done rock, paper, scissors to see who would go steal food...Butch. Now, Boomer, Buttercup, and Brick sat on the couch watching The Fast And The Furious on a stolen TV, DVD, and DVD Player, waiting for the food to arrive. The movie soon ended, followed by the credits. The three stretched and looked around.
"Butch still isn't here." Brick stated.
"After two hours?" Boomer asked. "Well, where could he be?"
"Yeah...I'm still hungry." Buttercup stated.
The other two stared at her.
"I was kidding." she said. "I wanna know where he is, too y'know."
There was silence.
"He could've been caught..." Brick suggested.
"By who?" Boomer asked.
There was silence. Then, Buttercup felt something ringing in her head.
"I know! C'mon before it's too late!" Buttercup yelled, flying out the window.
The two boys followed her.
"Who do you think caught him?" Boomer asked.
"My sisters!" Buttercup replied. "They're probably outnumberin' him to make 'im squeal where you guys are hidin'!"
"They might kiss him!" Brick exclaimed. "No one kisses my little tough-ass brother, but-"
Boomer and Buttercup stared at Brick in a very peculiar way.
"No! I wasn't going to say me!" Brick finished. Boomer and Buttercup exhaled. "No one kisses my little tough-ass brother!"
"Look!" Boomer yelled, pointing to a muddy gully with a murky river. (think of that place under the red bridge in Citysville. yeah, it looks like that.)
There was Bubbles and Blossom, cornering a very muddy, dazed, and battered Butch.
"I can't go or my sisters'll make me tell where you guys are hiding." Buttercup stated.
"Okay...Um..." stammered Brick, thinking fast. "I know! Boomer and I will go down and knock your sisters down and keep them from looking while you grab Butch!"
"Good plan!" Boomer complimented.
Brick and Boomer went down first, tackling Blossom and Bubbles into the mud and keeping them there. They had to keep the two girls down only for a few seconds because Buttercup swooped down and grabbed Butch by his arms. The four left at the same time, leaving a very dazed Blossom and Bubbles wiping the mud from their eyes.
Boomer, Brick, Buttercup, and Butch thought it was safe so they decided to stop. Butch was now being carried by Brick instead.
"Yo, bro...What did they do to you?" Boomer asked Butch.
Butch still had that dazed looked on his face, his jaw still hanging open and his eyes still filled with drama. Slowly, he raised both his hands backwards and revealed...
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!!!" Boomer, Buttercup, and Brick yelled out.
Butch's fingernails were painted baby blue and light pink.
"They traumatized him!" Brick exclaimed, almost dropping his brother.
"I never knew they could go this low..." Buttercup growled.
"Let's try to wash it off at the beach." Brick stated. "Hopefully, the paint isn't completely dry.
Though they had to pick the paint off, Butch's nails were finally back to normal, though Butch was still dazed.
"Dude, are you okay?" Boomer asked.
"Wuh....wuh...." was all that was heard from Butch.
"He's out." Brick stated.
Buttercup stood away from the three, watching Boomer try to get through to Butch...watching Brick control himself from going and trying to fight her sisters by himself...watching Butch just sit and stare as if he were brain- dead... He was lucky enough to have gotten away before her two sisters did the whole makeover...Boomer and Brick looked over to Buttercup.
"...I'm...sorry..." Buttercup said, trying to make the words clear. Saying those two words always got Buttercup feeling exhausted after.
Brick and Boomer grinned at her in thanks.
"Nah. You got nothing to apologize for." Brick replied.
"Yeah. It's not like you'd ever touch nail-polish." Boomer agreed.
Buttercup felt a small smile appear. She shook her head wildly, frowning.
"Damn it!" she exclaimed. "I'm gettin' soft." she crossed her arms.
"No." a familiar voice disagreed. "It's takes a good, hard gut to apologize. I think so."
Everyone turned.
"Butch!" they exclaimed.
There was Butch, smirked and crossing his arms. Butch stood up and dusted the sand off his pants.
"Yeah?" he asked. "It was touching how you guys came and saved the day."
Buttercup went up to him and punched his arm.
"What took you?" she growled.
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Me: See? So, sorry to all blossom fans.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Powerpuff Girls or the Rowdyruff Boys or anything in the animated series: The Powerpuff Girls. I also don't own Shallow Hal, either.
Note: Okay. This chapter sort of makes Blossom look bad. Sorry to Blossom fans.
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Buttercup looked at Blossom do her lecture. She wasn't really listening...She was thinking about what Butch had said the night before...
~~~FLASHBACK~~~
"You can't let this stupid thing effect your whole life." he stated.
"Who says?" Buttercup muttered.
"Me."
~~~END~~~
*he's right, too...* Buttercup thought, *getting soft or not, he's right...i can't let that one, stupid move take charge o' me. no one takes charge of me! i'm their toughest fighter! it'll take more than a minor setback ta make me quit! and they can't survive without me! the powerpuff girls can't survive without me!...they just need a reminder to remind 'em that's all...*
"And I have decided we will not ask Mojo for help." Blossom stated.
"Why not?" asked Bubbles.
"Bubbles, it's too risky. Mojo Jo Jo is one of our most dangerous enemies. He might just turn on us after the Rowdyruff Boys are defeated and just finish us there! We cannot take chances...Buttercup, are you listening?"
"W-Whu?" Buttercup asked, snapping back. "Oh. Yeah."
Blossom gave her a hard stare.
"Then, what did I just say?" she asked.
"Who knows? A bunch o' stuff 'bout us 'n' Mojo 'n' the Rowdyruff Boys." Buttercup replied simply.
"Buttercup, you have to pay attention." Blossom stated. "Attention is the key to victory. If you didn't pay attention, you wouldn't survive out in the real world. Right now, we're young, we have someone who put a roof over our heads and food in our stomachs and we can have all the time to not pay attention...Then, we grow up. We get more and more responsibilities as we grow. If we ignore those responsibilities and not pay attention, the future can easily spell out disaster for us. That's why it's always best to start off fresh with a new and good beginning, understand?"
Blossom frowned when she saw Buttercup spacing out again.
"Oh, whatever..." Blossom sighed in defeat. "Go outside and play like all other little boys do."
Buttercup blinked.
"What? I'm your brother now?" she asked. "Did I grow a dick over night or somethin'?"
"Don't you want me to treat you like a brother would treat you?" Blossom asked skeptically.
Buttercup sat there. She should have known.
*damn sleep talk...* Buttercup thought bitterly.
Buttercup looked back at Blossom.
"Okay, I'll be a regular little boy like all the other good little boys in the world and play outside." she said, her tongue full of searing sarcasm.
She flew out the window, some kind of paper in her hands. Bubbles continued to suck her thumb. She stopped and looked at Blossom.
"Maybe I was too hard on her." Blossom murmured.
"Too hard on Buttercup? Impossibibble!" Bubbles exclaimed. "Nothing's too anything on Buttercup! She's a tough dookie! Er, cookie!"
"Yes, you're right, Bubbles."
Buttercup continued to fly.
"'Go outside and play like all other little boys do'." Buttercup said in a babyish tone. She spat. "Yeah, right. If she weren't mah sister, I'd pound her 'till the cows came home (lolz. i watched that movie shallow hal)."
"Hey!" a voice called behind her.
"Buttercup!" another called.
"Yo!" called another.
Buttercup stopped and whirled around. Butch, Boomer, and Brick flew towards her.
"Yo!" Buttercup greeted, waving. "Hiya!"
The three boys stopped in front of the tomboy.
"So, are you ready to tell?" Brick asked.
"Tell what?" Buttercup asked.
"Why you just...you know...went 'off'." Boomer replied.
"We told Butch to tell, but he still wouldn't spill the beans." Brick added.
Buttercup grinned at Butch as a sign of thanks. She turned to the other two. She handed them the paper that was the article Butch had read last night. She crossed her arms and waited.
"What?! Those bitches!" Brick growled, handing the article back to Buttercup.
"Yeah, I say we go over there and pound them right now!" Boomer agreed.
"I wanna, but y'know...It's a sister thing." Buttercup stated. "It's not as strong as a brother thing, but it's still there..."
The three boys shrugged, agreeing.
"But no one can use my moves without my permission!" Buttercup stated. She looked at the three boys. "I give you permission, automatically."
"Why?" Brick asked.
"I dunno..." Buttercup shrugged. "...Would you believe me if I just told you I feel like it and there's no other reason?"
They smiled.
"Then I-" Brick started, but was interrupted with Butch and Boomer elbowing him. "Er, we give you permission to use our moves, too."
Buttercup nodded in approval.
Buttercup sat on the moth-eaten couch at the abandoned house. She, Boomer, Butch, and Brick had done rock, paper, scissors to see who would go steal food...Butch. Now, Boomer, Buttercup, and Brick sat on the couch watching The Fast And The Furious on a stolen TV, DVD, and DVD Player, waiting for the food to arrive. The movie soon ended, followed by the credits. The three stretched and looked around.
"Butch still isn't here." Brick stated.
"After two hours?" Boomer asked. "Well, where could he be?"
"Yeah...I'm still hungry." Buttercup stated.
The other two stared at her.
"I was kidding." she said. "I wanna know where he is, too y'know."
There was silence.
"He could've been caught..." Brick suggested.
"By who?" Boomer asked.
There was silence. Then, Buttercup felt something ringing in her head.
"I know! C'mon before it's too late!" Buttercup yelled, flying out the window.
The two boys followed her.
"Who do you think caught him?" Boomer asked.
"My sisters!" Buttercup replied. "They're probably outnumberin' him to make 'im squeal where you guys are hidin'!"
"They might kiss him!" Brick exclaimed. "No one kisses my little tough-ass brother, but-"
Boomer and Buttercup stared at Brick in a very peculiar way.
"No! I wasn't going to say me!" Brick finished. Boomer and Buttercup exhaled. "No one kisses my little tough-ass brother!"
"Look!" Boomer yelled, pointing to a muddy gully with a murky river. (think of that place under the red bridge in Citysville. yeah, it looks like that.)
There was Bubbles and Blossom, cornering a very muddy, dazed, and battered Butch.
"I can't go or my sisters'll make me tell where you guys are hiding." Buttercup stated.
"Okay...Um..." stammered Brick, thinking fast. "I know! Boomer and I will go down and knock your sisters down and keep them from looking while you grab Butch!"
"Good plan!" Boomer complimented.
Brick and Boomer went down first, tackling Blossom and Bubbles into the mud and keeping them there. They had to keep the two girls down only for a few seconds because Buttercup swooped down and grabbed Butch by his arms. The four left at the same time, leaving a very dazed Blossom and Bubbles wiping the mud from their eyes.
Boomer, Brick, Buttercup, and Butch thought it was safe so they decided to stop. Butch was now being carried by Brick instead.
"Yo, bro...What did they do to you?" Boomer asked Butch.
Butch still had that dazed looked on his face, his jaw still hanging open and his eyes still filled with drama. Slowly, he raised both his hands backwards and revealed...
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!!!" Boomer, Buttercup, and Brick yelled out.
Butch's fingernails were painted baby blue and light pink.
"They traumatized him!" Brick exclaimed, almost dropping his brother.
"I never knew they could go this low..." Buttercup growled.
"Let's try to wash it off at the beach." Brick stated. "Hopefully, the paint isn't completely dry.
Though they had to pick the paint off, Butch's nails were finally back to normal, though Butch was still dazed.
"Dude, are you okay?" Boomer asked.
"Wuh....wuh...." was all that was heard from Butch.
"He's out." Brick stated.
Buttercup stood away from the three, watching Boomer try to get through to Butch...watching Brick control himself from going and trying to fight her sisters by himself...watching Butch just sit and stare as if he were brain- dead... He was lucky enough to have gotten away before her two sisters did the whole makeover...Boomer and Brick looked over to Buttercup.
"...I'm...sorry..." Buttercup said, trying to make the words clear. Saying those two words always got Buttercup feeling exhausted after.
Brick and Boomer grinned at her in thanks.
"Nah. You got nothing to apologize for." Brick replied.
"Yeah. It's not like you'd ever touch nail-polish." Boomer agreed.
Buttercup felt a small smile appear. She shook her head wildly, frowning.
"Damn it!" she exclaimed. "I'm gettin' soft." she crossed her arms.
"No." a familiar voice disagreed. "It's takes a good, hard gut to apologize. I think so."
Everyone turned.
"Butch!" they exclaimed.
There was Butch, smirked and crossing his arms. Butch stood up and dusted the sand off his pants.
"Yeah?" he asked. "It was touching how you guys came and saved the day."
Buttercup went up to him and punched his arm.
"What took you?" she growled.
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Me: See? So, sorry to all blossom fans.