Disclaimer: I don't own The Powerpuff Girls. Blah, blah, blah.
AN: here's where it is. They are all sixteen years old. Bubbles is a cheerleader. Blossom is a perfect student. And buttercup is gothic and is no longer a part of The PowerPuff Girl superhero group.
'I really hate you.' Buttercup thought as she watch in discus the two kissing.
The orange haired girl pulled her leg over the boys lap as she continued to kiss him. Her yellow dress pulled up as she did this and you could she the end of her stockings. He boy ran is hand thought the girls hair and tilted his head. The sunshine made his skin glow and shine.
''The girl's a slut and you fall for her. Asshole.'' She thought as she watched them from under her tree in the park. Her headphone echoed Cradle of Filth in her head. She stared at the top of them from in the shadows. They sat on the other side of the park on the bench by the bike trail.
He filched a little when she moved her hand down his back. Buttercup watched madly. 'I could just fly over and kick her ass.' She watched as the boy opened his eyes and looked over at her under the tree. She glared back with a blank look. The girl in-between them recaptured his attention with a kiss. She had been nibbling at his neck, leaving hickeys. 'I really hate you Princess. I really do.'
"Buttercup!" she looked over to see Bubbles running over in her red dress. It reminded her of the dress they wore as kids. Same color too. Blossom came flying up behind her in her blue dress. 'Freaky. They haven't changed a bit from when we were in kindergarten. Me on the other hand.'
"Buttercup, I thought that we could go to the mall now." Said Bubbles, pushing a piece of her light blonde hair out of her face. Buttercup stood and set her headphones on her neck. She dusted off her black jeans and then smoothed the back of her dark shirt. She reached down and turned off the MP3 player. The three then flouted into the air and stared to the sky; Blossom leads them. Buttercup didn't like the sunshine and filched midair. The wind blown thought her long black hair; she looked below and saw the mall approaching. She stopped and then she angled herself straight down. She gave a push and the ground became closer with each second. Blossom gave chase; thinking Buttercup was going to kill herself in a crash.
She came within three feet on the ground and she gave a quick turn, sending her straight across the car lot, only about a yard from the ground. Blossom shifted to the left and skidded onto the asphalt on her side. "Buttercup!! Get your ass over here!" she called as the sixteen year old fell off into the mall.
Buttercup laughed as she fell around the people in the crowd. She fell quickly over them and saw where she was going. She gave a small kick and was sent flying into Hot Topic. She floated down to the grow as a pale boy of about 15 in spiked hair, nose ring, and a long black turtle neck approached her. "Hey bud. What's up?" he asked.
"Besides me?" she said in a low female voice. He chuckled. She looked thought the different necklaces. Some had different symbols and others had spikes. "I'm thinking of getting that new piercing. Maybe a nose ring like you." She continued to look thought the pieces of jewelry.
"Cool, your dad's letting you?" he asked as he looked over the nose rings they had.
"No. But I'm going to get it anyway he doesn't care he is too busy dealing with cancer" she said in a lower tone than before.
"How are your sisters? Still saving the world of the light?" he asked jokingly and he looked as a simple black nose ring. He removed it from its case and looked at the needle size on the side.
"Yeah. They still don't get me. Blossom thinks I need to grow out of my darkness phase. Bubbles doesn't care. They are shopping now. Probably to get more shoes or the latest line of makeup.' She said, imitating the high- pitched voice of Bubbles.
He laughed and they walked out the door. They continued to talk as they made there way to the courtyard in the middle of the mall. Some people ran weird looks as she floated next to him. 'What, never seen a gothic superhuman hanging out with a friend?'
****
When they found a table in the courtyard, they sat in silence for a little. He was very silent for some odd reason, not that he was a big talker. "What's wrong, Mickey? Your quiet. More than normal."
He didn't speak but her looked up at her and she saw the questioned face he had. "Why did you stop being a superhero?"
AN: here's where it is. They are all sixteen years old. Bubbles is a cheerleader. Blossom is a perfect student. And buttercup is gothic and is no longer a part of The PowerPuff Girl superhero group.
'I really hate you.' Buttercup thought as she watch in discus the two kissing.
The orange haired girl pulled her leg over the boys lap as she continued to kiss him. Her yellow dress pulled up as she did this and you could she the end of her stockings. He boy ran is hand thought the girls hair and tilted his head. The sunshine made his skin glow and shine.
''The girl's a slut and you fall for her. Asshole.'' She thought as she watched them from under her tree in the park. Her headphone echoed Cradle of Filth in her head. She stared at the top of them from in the shadows. They sat on the other side of the park on the bench by the bike trail.
He filched a little when she moved her hand down his back. Buttercup watched madly. 'I could just fly over and kick her ass.' She watched as the boy opened his eyes and looked over at her under the tree. She glared back with a blank look. The girl in-between them recaptured his attention with a kiss. She had been nibbling at his neck, leaving hickeys. 'I really hate you Princess. I really do.'
"Buttercup!" she looked over to see Bubbles running over in her red dress. It reminded her of the dress they wore as kids. Same color too. Blossom came flying up behind her in her blue dress. 'Freaky. They haven't changed a bit from when we were in kindergarten. Me on the other hand.'
"Buttercup, I thought that we could go to the mall now." Said Bubbles, pushing a piece of her light blonde hair out of her face. Buttercup stood and set her headphones on her neck. She dusted off her black jeans and then smoothed the back of her dark shirt. She reached down and turned off the MP3 player. The three then flouted into the air and stared to the sky; Blossom leads them. Buttercup didn't like the sunshine and filched midair. The wind blown thought her long black hair; she looked below and saw the mall approaching. She stopped and then she angled herself straight down. She gave a push and the ground became closer with each second. Blossom gave chase; thinking Buttercup was going to kill herself in a crash.
She came within three feet on the ground and she gave a quick turn, sending her straight across the car lot, only about a yard from the ground. Blossom shifted to the left and skidded onto the asphalt on her side. "Buttercup!! Get your ass over here!" she called as the sixteen year old fell off into the mall.
Buttercup laughed as she fell around the people in the crowd. She fell quickly over them and saw where she was going. She gave a small kick and was sent flying into Hot Topic. She floated down to the grow as a pale boy of about 15 in spiked hair, nose ring, and a long black turtle neck approached her. "Hey bud. What's up?" he asked.
"Besides me?" she said in a low female voice. He chuckled. She looked thought the different necklaces. Some had different symbols and others had spikes. "I'm thinking of getting that new piercing. Maybe a nose ring like you." She continued to look thought the pieces of jewelry.
"Cool, your dad's letting you?" he asked as he looked over the nose rings they had.
"No. But I'm going to get it anyway he doesn't care he is too busy dealing with cancer" she said in a lower tone than before.
"How are your sisters? Still saving the world of the light?" he asked jokingly and he looked as a simple black nose ring. He removed it from its case and looked at the needle size on the side.
"Yeah. They still don't get me. Blossom thinks I need to grow out of my darkness phase. Bubbles doesn't care. They are shopping now. Probably to get more shoes or the latest line of makeup.' She said, imitating the high- pitched voice of Bubbles.
He laughed and they walked out the door. They continued to talk as they made there way to the courtyard in the middle of the mall. Some people ran weird looks as she floated next to him. 'What, never seen a gothic superhuman hanging out with a friend?'
****
When they found a table in the courtyard, they sat in silence for a little. He was very silent for some odd reason, not that he was a big talker. "What's wrong, Mickey? Your quiet. More than normal."
He didn't speak but her looked up at her and she saw the questioned face he had. "Why did you stop being a superhero?"