Chapter 10- For Buttercup
Disclaimer: I don't own the Powerpuff Girls or the Rowdyruff Boys or anything in the animated series: The Powerpuff Girls.
Note: Yokay. Here's Ten.
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Buttercup turned over as an aching pain moved numbly through her body...She thought pain was suppose to be gone after death...That could only mean-
"I'm okay..." she mumbled, opening her eyes, though not knowing what she was okay from.
"Hey, guys, she up!" Boomer's voice announced.
Buttercup sat up, rubbing her head.
"How do you feel?" Brick asked.
"With my hands." Buttercup joked, smirking.
She found she was wrapped in bandages...stolen ones...
"So...What happened?" she asked. "No, wait. I know what happened, but what happened after you two found out me 'n' Butch took off?"
"Well...it's a little funny..." Boomer chuckled.
"Boomer and I came back to the monster and you two were gone." Brick explained. "There was some nail-polish stuff left on it. Then, Butch flew over, carrying you and both of you were all wet. And you were out cold. So, Butch started to go crazy and yell that he killed you and that he was sorry...It took us a whole five minutes to get through to him and tell him you were still breathing."
Boomer laughed.
"You should've seen the look on his face!" he exclaimed.
"And where's the dramatic retard now?" Buttercup laughed, removing the bandages off her head.
"Over here." Butch's voice muttered.
He stood near the window, his face red and his arms crossed, a scowl on his face.
"Well look how cute he is, all blushing..." Boomer teased.
"Shut up." Butch growled.
"Yeah, Boomer. Cut it out." Brick instructed, trying to hold in a laugh. "What's done is done."
"What about my sisters?" Buttercup asked.
"They're fine. They were out cold, but fine."
"...Hey, how long've I been out?"
"Oh...About a month..." Boomer replied.
"WHAT?!?!"
Boomer burst out laughing.
"You little-" Buttercup snarled.
"Me little? You're a year younger than me!" Boomer stated.
Buttercup crossed her arms scowling.
"It's been only one night." Butch filled in.
"Thank the lord." Buttercup replied. "Well, I gotta get home."
Buttercup removed the last of her bandages.
"Thanks for the help." she said.
"Wait just a second." Boomer stated. "One of us will go with you."
"I don't need a babysitter." Buttercup growled.
"Think of it as...someone to talk to." Brick replied. "Go, Butch."
"What?!" Butch exclaimed.
"You have to get the food anyway. Don't get into any fights."
"Yeah, yeah..." Butch and Buttercup muttered, flying out the window.
There was silence at first...Flying out of the woods...Into the reigns of Townsville. Buttercup looked at Butch.
"So...Why did you guys do that?" Buttercup asked.
"What?" Butch asked.
"You know...The bandages, the watching 'till I woke up...You could've just dropped me over at my house."
"...Well, to tell you the truth, I have no clue why we did it."
"You don't?"
"No...I guess it's an older brother's worry of his little sister."
"...Little sister, huh?"
"Yeah. You're like a little sister to us if you haven't noticed." Butch saw the look on Buttercup's face. "A tough little sister who's strong in battle."
"..."
"What?"
"Nothing...It's just no one's called me their 'little sister' before."
"Oh...Well, that's what me and the boys think of you as."
Buttercup laughed.
"What?" Butch asked.
"It's funny..." Buttercup murmured.
"What is?"
"Well, a week ago or something we were sworn enemies...and now...all o' a sudden I'm yer lil' sister. It's just weird."
"...Yeah...But...I think my brothers and I have that same feeling about you."
"What feeling?"
"I don't know...That you fit in with us and no one else."
"Do you guys got the sixth sense or somethin'?"
"No. We don't see any dead people walking around the house asking for our help. Why?"
"Well...Ta tell the truth, somethin' I hardly do, I feel the same way."
"You do?"
"Yeah. My sisters...They're bright and cheerful and make you feel like smiling, but that's in a girl's world, right? Since I'm all boyish and all, I hang out with guys at my school...They're cool, but they're weak and...they're normal. Then, there's you guys. You're like me. You got superpowers so I can wrestle around with you guys and be rough...Damn. Who am I kiddin'? I'm gettin' soft! Damn it, damn it, damn it!"
Butch only smiled.
"What're you happy 'bout, green boy?" Buttercup growled.
"Nothing. But you have to watch out or someday you'll end up with a split personality." Butch replied.
Buttercup crossed her arms.
"Whatever..." she muttered.
Butch smirked.
"Race you." he said softly.
Buttercup also smirked.
"May the race begin!" she replied.
In two streaks of dark green and pale green light, they were off. Although both were headed for the same place, they took very different routes. While Butch dove and flew low, flying in between houses, bushes, people, and pets, Buttercup soared high, dodging birds, planes, and other flying things. Butch then shot into the sky just as Buttercup dove. The two were once again on the same trail. Two small craters appeared as they landed. The two glared into one another's eyes.
"I won!" Butch stated.
"What'chu talkin' 'bout, Willis?" Buttercup retorted. "Or Butch, I mean."
"I won. I got here first."
"No ya didn't. I did."
"I did."
"I did."
"I did."
"I did!"
"I did!"
"I did!"
"I did!"
"I DID!!!"
"Okay, okay."
Buttercup stared at Butch.
"What?" she asked.
"You won." Butch replied.
Buttercup smirked.
"What took ya so long ta realize that?" she asked triumphantly.
"Oh, nothing..." Butch murmured. He smirked. "I just didn't want baby sister to get jealous." he said a babyish tone.
"Stooge." Buttercup growled, punching his arm.
"Not so hard. Geez."
Buttercup stared at him.
"You're gettin' soft on me." she stated, stepping back.
Butch smirked.
"Yeah, sure." he replied. "Well, see ya later."
"Yeah, see ya!" Buttercup replied, flying inside through the window.
Butch frowned again.
"She's...happy." Boomer's voice stated.
Butch nodded, knowing his brothers had followed them.
"Maybe we should reconsider on the plan." Butch suggested.
"No, we can't." Brick argued. "If we do, maybe someday Buttercup will turn on her sisters for us and then realize what she did and blame us for it. It's for Buttercup's own good."
Butch looked at his two brothers.
"I don't know, Brick." Boomer said. "She looks happy...She sounds happy...She's happy. And you know what? We're happy, that's what..."
"Do you really wanna take away all this happiness?" Butch agreed.
"Hey, don't you guys go and forget the other part of the plan." Brick reminded.
"But...what if Buttercup won't be happy?" Boomer asked.
They all froze.
"She will." Brick assured. "I mean, she's supportive, she's independent-"
"Until she started to hang around us." Butch cut in. "She was independent until we came. And now...now, she actually has someone she can depend on."
Silence.
"Maybe...Maybe the sooner we do this, the better." Boomer stated. "Because if we do this sooner...All of us won't become happier."
"Exactly." Brick agreed. "Well, how about it Butch?"
Silence.
"Butch?" Boomer asked.
Silence.
"It's for Buttercup's own good..." Brick stated. "We have to do this before anything just goes from good to worse and skips bad. And we have to get all the stuff tonight."
Silence. Finally, Butch nodded.
"For Buttercup." he said.
"For Buttercup." Brick and Boomer repeated.
With that, the three flew away from the house...away from Townsville, unsure where their plan would lead.
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Me: Any guesses on what the plan might be? Hmm...
Disclaimer: I don't own the Powerpuff Girls or the Rowdyruff Boys or anything in the animated series: The Powerpuff Girls.
Note: Yokay. Here's Ten.
~_* @_@ O_O *_* ^_^ -_- $_$ !_!
Buttercup turned over as an aching pain moved numbly through her body...She thought pain was suppose to be gone after death...That could only mean-
"I'm okay..." she mumbled, opening her eyes, though not knowing what she was okay from.
"Hey, guys, she up!" Boomer's voice announced.
Buttercup sat up, rubbing her head.
"How do you feel?" Brick asked.
"With my hands." Buttercup joked, smirking.
She found she was wrapped in bandages...stolen ones...
"So...What happened?" she asked. "No, wait. I know what happened, but what happened after you two found out me 'n' Butch took off?"
"Well...it's a little funny..." Boomer chuckled.
"Boomer and I came back to the monster and you two were gone." Brick explained. "There was some nail-polish stuff left on it. Then, Butch flew over, carrying you and both of you were all wet. And you were out cold. So, Butch started to go crazy and yell that he killed you and that he was sorry...It took us a whole five minutes to get through to him and tell him you were still breathing."
Boomer laughed.
"You should've seen the look on his face!" he exclaimed.
"And where's the dramatic retard now?" Buttercup laughed, removing the bandages off her head.
"Over here." Butch's voice muttered.
He stood near the window, his face red and his arms crossed, a scowl on his face.
"Well look how cute he is, all blushing..." Boomer teased.
"Shut up." Butch growled.
"Yeah, Boomer. Cut it out." Brick instructed, trying to hold in a laugh. "What's done is done."
"What about my sisters?" Buttercup asked.
"They're fine. They were out cold, but fine."
"...Hey, how long've I been out?"
"Oh...About a month..." Boomer replied.
"WHAT?!?!"
Boomer burst out laughing.
"You little-" Buttercup snarled.
"Me little? You're a year younger than me!" Boomer stated.
Buttercup crossed her arms scowling.
"It's been only one night." Butch filled in.
"Thank the lord." Buttercup replied. "Well, I gotta get home."
Buttercup removed the last of her bandages.
"Thanks for the help." she said.
"Wait just a second." Boomer stated. "One of us will go with you."
"I don't need a babysitter." Buttercup growled.
"Think of it as...someone to talk to." Brick replied. "Go, Butch."
"What?!" Butch exclaimed.
"You have to get the food anyway. Don't get into any fights."
"Yeah, yeah..." Butch and Buttercup muttered, flying out the window.
There was silence at first...Flying out of the woods...Into the reigns of Townsville. Buttercup looked at Butch.
"So...Why did you guys do that?" Buttercup asked.
"What?" Butch asked.
"You know...The bandages, the watching 'till I woke up...You could've just dropped me over at my house."
"...Well, to tell you the truth, I have no clue why we did it."
"You don't?"
"No...I guess it's an older brother's worry of his little sister."
"...Little sister, huh?"
"Yeah. You're like a little sister to us if you haven't noticed." Butch saw the look on Buttercup's face. "A tough little sister who's strong in battle."
"..."
"What?"
"Nothing...It's just no one's called me their 'little sister' before."
"Oh...Well, that's what me and the boys think of you as."
Buttercup laughed.
"What?" Butch asked.
"It's funny..." Buttercup murmured.
"What is?"
"Well, a week ago or something we were sworn enemies...and now...all o' a sudden I'm yer lil' sister. It's just weird."
"...Yeah...But...I think my brothers and I have that same feeling about you."
"What feeling?"
"I don't know...That you fit in with us and no one else."
"Do you guys got the sixth sense or somethin'?"
"No. We don't see any dead people walking around the house asking for our help. Why?"
"Well...Ta tell the truth, somethin' I hardly do, I feel the same way."
"You do?"
"Yeah. My sisters...They're bright and cheerful and make you feel like smiling, but that's in a girl's world, right? Since I'm all boyish and all, I hang out with guys at my school...They're cool, but they're weak and...they're normal. Then, there's you guys. You're like me. You got superpowers so I can wrestle around with you guys and be rough...Damn. Who am I kiddin'? I'm gettin' soft! Damn it, damn it, damn it!"
Butch only smiled.
"What're you happy 'bout, green boy?" Buttercup growled.
"Nothing. But you have to watch out or someday you'll end up with a split personality." Butch replied.
Buttercup crossed her arms.
"Whatever..." she muttered.
Butch smirked.
"Race you." he said softly.
Buttercup also smirked.
"May the race begin!" she replied.
In two streaks of dark green and pale green light, they were off. Although both were headed for the same place, they took very different routes. While Butch dove and flew low, flying in between houses, bushes, people, and pets, Buttercup soared high, dodging birds, planes, and other flying things. Butch then shot into the sky just as Buttercup dove. The two were once again on the same trail. Two small craters appeared as they landed. The two glared into one another's eyes.
"I won!" Butch stated.
"What'chu talkin' 'bout, Willis?" Buttercup retorted. "Or Butch, I mean."
"I won. I got here first."
"No ya didn't. I did."
"I did."
"I did."
"I did."
"I did!"
"I did!"
"I did!"
"I did!"
"I DID!!!"
"Okay, okay."
Buttercup stared at Butch.
"What?" she asked.
"You won." Butch replied.
Buttercup smirked.
"What took ya so long ta realize that?" she asked triumphantly.
"Oh, nothing..." Butch murmured. He smirked. "I just didn't want baby sister to get jealous." he said a babyish tone.
"Stooge." Buttercup growled, punching his arm.
"Not so hard. Geez."
Buttercup stared at him.
"You're gettin' soft on me." she stated, stepping back.
Butch smirked.
"Yeah, sure." he replied. "Well, see ya later."
"Yeah, see ya!" Buttercup replied, flying inside through the window.
Butch frowned again.
"She's...happy." Boomer's voice stated.
Butch nodded, knowing his brothers had followed them.
"Maybe we should reconsider on the plan." Butch suggested.
"No, we can't." Brick argued. "If we do, maybe someday Buttercup will turn on her sisters for us and then realize what she did and blame us for it. It's for Buttercup's own good."
Butch looked at his two brothers.
"I don't know, Brick." Boomer said. "She looks happy...She sounds happy...She's happy. And you know what? We're happy, that's what..."
"Do you really wanna take away all this happiness?" Butch agreed.
"Hey, don't you guys go and forget the other part of the plan." Brick reminded.
"But...what if Buttercup won't be happy?" Boomer asked.
They all froze.
"She will." Brick assured. "I mean, she's supportive, she's independent-"
"Until she started to hang around us." Butch cut in. "She was independent until we came. And now...now, she actually has someone she can depend on."
Silence.
"Maybe...Maybe the sooner we do this, the better." Boomer stated. "Because if we do this sooner...All of us won't become happier."
"Exactly." Brick agreed. "Well, how about it Butch?"
Silence.
"Butch?" Boomer asked.
Silence.
"It's for Buttercup's own good..." Brick stated. "We have to do this before anything just goes from good to worse and skips bad. And we have to get all the stuff tonight."
Silence. Finally, Butch nodded.
"For Buttercup." he said.
"For Buttercup." Brick and Boomer repeated.
With that, the three flew away from the house...away from Townsville, unsure where their plan would lead.
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Me: Any guesses on what the plan might be? Hmm...