Allies and Rivals III


This fic happens after Allies and Rivals II: Commander and the Leader. But reading that fic and my other fics is not necessary for understanding or enjoying this fic. There are references to my other fics, notablyAllies and Rivalsand Allies and Rivals II. However, the only thing that needs to be understood in this was that a certain Dr William Edwards was the one who recreated the Rowdyruff Boys, not Him, after they were first destroyed by the girls by being kissed, and under his guidance, they were not evil anymore. And they were in alliance with the girls, called the Ruff Puff Alliance, with Blossom and Brick alternating as leader.


Summary:The Powerpuff Girls and Rowdyruff Boys race against time to prevent an evil from escaping to this world. Who are your true friends, allies, and enemies?


Disclaimer:I don't own the Powerpuff Girls or their characters. The Powerpuff Girls are owned by Craig McCracken and Cartoon Network. I only own my own characters, the most prominent of which is Dr Edwards.


Chapter XV

The Powerpuff Dilemma


A. Presenting the Powerpuff Girls

The City of Townsville…

The Rowdyruff Boys were racing towards home. They have a valuable prize on their hands. They each were carrying a girl—slung over their shoulders like a sack of potatoes—and they were tightly tied-up and gagged. They were heading home to present the Powerpuff Girls to Dr. Edwards.

"Dad! Dad! Look who we have caught!" shouted Butch once they entered the house.

"I told you I had a secret plan!" shouted Brick.

"They won't bother you again!" Boomer added.

The three boys went to his room, but he wasn't there. He then went and searched the house. They only found Ms. Lawrence.

"Ms. Lawrence, have you seen Dad?" asked Brick when he and his brothers couldn't seem to find him.

"Jesus!" she exclaimed upon seeing the bound girls. "Untie them!"

"Can't do," said Brick. "They'll escape."

"But they're probably hurting by now because of those ropes and tape!" Ms. Lawrence argued.

"Nope! It may hurt normal humans maybe, but not chemical X children. No. I've been tied before exactly the same way by Blossom as punishment for disobeying orders, and let's just say, it's tight, you can't move, it's uncomfortable, but it doesn't hurt one bit," said Brick.

"At least loosen those ropes," she exclaimed. "Or remove that gag!"

"I can't. They can use their sonic scream and destroy the house, and they can turn the house to ice," said Butch. "Um, where is Dad? I want to show him the prize! After Dad caned us, I wanted to show him what we can do."

Ms. Lawrence then remembered the caning and shuddered. "I don't think that's a good idea. Your father might hurt the girls," said Ms. Lawrence. "He might cane them for escaping."

"No. We won't let him or anybody hurt them," said Brick. "Not even Dad. The girls won't be able to go anywhere or even talk, but don't worry, we'll take good care of them."

"Well, leave them here with me while you go get your Dad," said Ms. Lawrence.

"Nope! We're taking the girls with us to them!" said Brick.

"Well, at least carry them properly then," said Ms. Lawrence. "Not like a sack of potatoes. You should let them rest on your arms. Your arms should be under their legs and their neck. It's much more comfortable for them that way."

Brick then gave Blossom to Ms. Lawrence, who showed him how to carry a girl properly. Brick then ordered his brothers to carry them that way.

The girls shook their heads and squirmed a little. Their eyes opened wide at the spectacle. They tried to shout or scream as loud as their lungs permitted them, but only came as a very soft whimper that's barely louder than a soft whisper out of the layers of gag. But other than that, they couldn't do anything else.

"Well, if you carry them, carry them like that," she said. "Anyway, your father is in City Hall, with the Professor and the others."

"Thanks," said Boomer before he and his brothers, carrying the girls in their arms, took off for City Hall.


At City Hall, Dr. Edwards, Professor Utonium, the Mayor, Ms. Bellum, and Police Chief Kaczinsci were having a meeting on the progress of their project.

"To begin our report," said Dr. Edwards, "we have destroyed all of the buildings in the Central District. Progress has been quick—"

"What do you mean quick? We should have found the object by now!" Kaczinsci exploded. "If you hadn't let those Powerpuff Girls escape, this wouldn't have happened!"

"Look, I promised you a few days ago that I'll find the girls and bring them back to captivity," said Dr. Edwards.

"Well, just this morning, they again wrecked the equipment. Where the hell is your promise to catch them, huh? How the hell are we going to proceed if every morning, they would fuck up our things? Our progress is as slow as a snail's pace!" Kaczinsci shouted.

"Look, I'm sure the Rowdyruff Boys have got the situation under control!" Professor Utonium interjected. "William, Kaczinsci, there's no need to shout at each other. I mean they haven't been able to stop us."

"Ha! I'll believe that if those boys walk in this room this very day carrying the girls bound and gagged and telling us that they've caught them! Ha, I say, pigs would fly before that would happen," Kaczinsci shouted.

Three seconds later, the door burst open. The evil authorities looked at the door, and saw the Rowdyruff Boys standing proud, with grins on their faces, and amazingly, carrying the bound and gagged Powerpuff Girls on their arms.

The boys then placed the girls on sitting positions on the table. They ignored everyone else as they turned to their father.

"Look Dad! We caught them!" said Butch.

"Just like we told you we would!" said Boomer.

"According to my secret plan!" said Brick.

The Powerpuff Girls gazed at both the Professor, and Dr. Edwards. For Blossom and Bubbles, it was the first time since they were caught the first time that they saw the evil Dr. Edwards and Professor Utonium, and the inverted V mark on their foreheads.

"Professor!" Bubbles called when she saw her father, but only a faint mmpphh came out. She angrily bit down on the single wad of socks in her mouth and the bandana tied around her head between her teeth holding it in place. Her eyes have the look of hope when she saw him.

Blossom turned from the Professor, knowing full well that it really wasn't the Professor, to Dr. Edwards. "Doctor, I know you're not really Dr. Edwards," she began, but it only came out as faint sounds. She tried to push the two socks out of her mouth using her tongue, but the wide bandana tied around her head and placed between her teeth, not to mention the strips of duct tape keeping the middle of her lips closed, and the bandana over the duct tape, made her efforts futile. She angrily tried to wiggle her way out of the ropes, tape, cuffs, imprisoning her body, but the ropes only seemed to become tighter at her struggles.

Buttercup glared murderously at the adults arrayed around them. They were the real villains. She knows they're not the real people she knew, but rather puppets controlled by the voice. "When I get out of here, I'm going to kick your butt so hard that—" but like the others, it came out as a faint mmpphhh, indistinguishable from the sounds coming from her sisters. That further enraged the green puff. She scream, shouted, thrashed around, but she could barely hear herself, and her movements were like fish out of water—pathetic.

Dr. Edwards looked at Kaczinsci, and smiled. "You were saying?"

Kaczinsci was tongue-tied.

"Now that they're caught, we can have a meeting on how to dispose of the Powerpuff Girls. Please go out so that the adults could discuss how to deal with them," the Professor said in an extremely condescending manner.

"Excuse me," asked Brick. "What do you mean, 'disposed of'?"

"Well," said the Professor, "we're going to discuss the most optimal way to kill them."

The girls' faces turned to white when they heard the Professor suggest it. They turned around, and saw that the other adults were nodding and showing approval, except for Dr. Edwards, who had a neutral face, and kept looking at his sons. They began thrashing around, as panic built up. They were simply ignored. Bubbles suddenly cried, though you would only know by the tears in her eyes. Yes, even though she knew that it wasn't really the Professor, the fact is that someone who had the same face and voice as the Professor, indeed has the body of the Professor, would mention it so casually caused a deep hurt within her.

The Rowdyruffs were horrified.

"Professor, how could you—they're your daughters, for crying out loud! Considering that, that they needed to be neutralized, but to actually kill your own flesh and blood? Even the Doctor only caned us when we failed, but you are actually suggesting to murder them for opposing you?" Boomer replied. "I have a lot of respect for you, Professor, even after you chose to be evil, but after this, I have none at all."

"Professor Utonium, look here," said Brick. "You don't need to kill them to achieve your goals. They won't escape. I promise. Me and Dad made sure of that."

"Look here, boys," replied Kaczinsci in a definitely insulting manner, "they escaped once, and what does that say about your guarding abilities? Heh, my dog could guard a house better than you can guard the girls! Heck, I bet they can escape tied-up by hopping while locked up!" he mocked.

One second later, he was lying on the floor, nursing a bloody nose. Butch had, in a flash, punched him in the nose. "Don't ever insult me in the face again! And don't insult my brothers!" Butch shouted. "You are nothing to me, and if you do that again, then rest assured, I will kill you!"

"Butch, that's enough," said Brick. "Mr. Kaczinsci, next time, talk more respectfully to me and my brothers and my father. Or you might end up in a hospital, not to mention a morgue, rather than just having a broken nose."

"William, aren't you going to discipline your sons?" Kaczinsci shouted.

"Well, you shouldn't have bitten more than you can chew," Dr. Edwards merely replied.

"Boys, the Powerpuff Girls are my daughters!" Professor Utonium interjected. "It is my right that I have them! And my decision about them is that you hand them over to us, and we will take care of them."

"Hm! Such a father! Having his daughters ordered killed!" said Boomer. "And telling it in front of them, breaking their hearts! Look at them! Especially Bubbles! You made her cry!"

"Thus, we would keep them," said Brick, "because we don't want them handed over to their deaths. No, we will imprison them, and they won't escape, but they won't be hurt, not to mention killed. No. We will not allow that! We will take them to protect them from monsters like you! You, Professor, don't deserve them after what you said today! Even my father won't order our deaths if we were in the girls' shoes."

"We won't hand them over to you, and we get to decide what will happen to them," said Butch.

"Well, William?" asked Ms. Bellum, who, along with the mayor, was mostly listening to all that is happening.

"Boys, do what you want with them, just make sure they don't cause any more trouble," Dr. Edwards ordered.

"Thanks Dad," said Brick, and with that, they carried their female counterparts, and flew home.

"Are you nuts! We all know we need to get rid of the girls once and for all," said the Professor.

"That was very stupid of you, John, to tell them that you intend to kill them right in front of their faces," said Dr. Edwards.

"Who cares!" said Kaczinsci. "I say, order your sons to either hand the girls over to us or kill them themselves."

"And what if, instead of being cowed, they switched sides to save the lives of the girls?" asked Dr. Edwards. "No, their loyalty is very valuable for the moment, and we cannot afford to lose it. You two, Professor and Kaczinsci, already alienated the boys by your rash actions. If I can't hold on to their loyalty, then we could kiss our assess good-bye."


B. Arrival at the Holodeck

Meanwhile…

The boys arrived at home and proceeded at once to their training room turned prison at about nine in the morning. Their triumphant mood had evaporated. They were now angry.

They plopped the girls on Blossom's bed. Bubbles was still crying. Blossom was deep in thought while Buttercup was angry.

"Girls, listen to me," said Brick. "I am very sorry for what your father had said. I really am. We promise you that we will not hand you over to them without your consent, and we will protect you if they attempt to take you by force. We won't hurt you, but you won't always be comfortable while you're our captives. You will be tied and gagged at all times—like the way you are now—except to eat and to do your personal hygiene."

The girls listened, though the words weren't much comfort. They'd rather have the boys let them go completely and join them in the fight against the villains. Of course, the only response they make are nods, shaking of heads, and the occasional muffled groan.

Boomer took a handkerchief and wiped Bubbles' tears from her eyes. Bubbles looked with her big eyes towards the ruff. Boomer scooted away as he suddenly became nervous. "Um, oh yeah, as soon as you're ungagged, you can ask anything you want, as long as it doesn't require letting you go, acting against Dad, or untying or ungagging you," said Boomer. "Anyway, all your things that we took and you used during your last captivity are still here and you can use it as you can considering your tied-up situation. Anyway, we'll leave now."

Butch then stepped forwards and told the parting remarks. "The clock there said that it is nine in the morning. At twelve, you will be put on the chairs and ungagged so you can eat."

"Is that clear?" asked Brick.

Blossom looked at the boys, and simply nodded, with a grunt.

The boys then left the room, locking the room, leaving the girls alone in the room.

It would be a very long three hours for the girls, as they basically could do nothing. Bubbles soon stopped her crying, blew out her nose by exhaling hard, scattering mucus all over the bandana tied over the duct tape over her mouth. She then tried to practice hopping all over the room in order to kill time. After that, she hopped to the bookshelf, and tried reading some comic books scattered on the floor. It was very hard doing so as she couldn't see what she was doing because she had to have her back to whatever her hands were doing, but in the end, managed to open the pages of some comic books, then turned around to read it. Turning the pages, however, was a devil for her. She then softly hummed some of her favorite tunes, as it is the only sound she can produce at that time.

Blossom tried to expel the socks in her mouth, but she couldn't even remover the tongue from under the socks and position it to expel it. Plus, it wasn't really an option because of the bandana holding it in place behind her teeth, not to mention the tape forcing her lips to close, and another bandana tied over the duct tape, would make any effort to push the socks out using her tongue futile. She then tried to get out of the ropes, but she couldn't even move her arms. She then decided to lie on the bed to conserve her energy, and simply think of the events that happened in the last few hours.

It had all been too confusing. Especially the adults—it was the meeting, and the shock of seeing Dr. Edwards and the Professor for the first time since they were possessed. It was horrifying when the Professor casually mentioned that he wanted them dead. Of course, it wasn't really the Professor, but it was still shocking.

The boys were particularly confusing, as least to Blossom. She couldn't figure out why the boys were doing what they're doing. I mean, they did defend them and such, but they also were keeping them tied-up and almost unable to move and then locking them up. It was really confusing. Now, she doesn't know how to regard the boys.

She then regarded her present situation. She didn't like the fact that she was tied-up the way she was now. There were not only ropes on her wrists, but also four one-ring-cuffs, and rolls of duct tape as well. But not only her wrists, but also her ankles, her waist (which was connected to her wrists), her knees, her shoulders, and her midsection were very tightly tied as well. But she absolutely hated the gag. It dried her mouth as most saliva was soaked in it. It was really tight. And it ensured that she could only breath through the nose. The only consolation, was that as Brick said, it didn't hurt at all. It was just so tight. She knew that because she was a Powerpuff that there was no chance of her being hurt, but it is very uncomfortable especially over such long periods of time and with no prospect on when this might be over. She was soon was hoping that some miracle might happen.

Buttercup spent an hour trying to get out of the various pieces of cuffs, tape and ropes imprisoning her, but her only accomplishment was getting her body covered with sweat and bring her to complete exhaustion. And she stopped after one hour having made no progress whatsoever. She instead hopped to the couch, opened the TV in front of it by using the remote placed on the couch, and watched TV until twelve.


C. Lunch and Dinner

At twelve o'clock, noon, the three Rowdyruff Boys finally entered carrying a tray full of food. It was freshly cooked and hot, and the smell of it made the girls drool. They set it on the table, carefully arranging it into three portions.

"Now girls, hop towards the table and sit on the chairs," said Boomer.

The boys helped the girls to their feet, and the girls hopped on their own to the chairs. They sat on the three chairs and waited for the boys to untie them.

The boys removed their gags, but didn't untie them.

"Finally, I can talk!" said Bubbles, stretching her jaw.

"Well?" asked Blossom. "Aren't you going to untie us so we can eat?"

"Nope! That is only for breakfast and dinner. At lunch, me and my brothers will spoon feed you, like before," said Brick.

"Um, guys, before you feed us, can I ask why you stood up for us back in City Hall?" asked Bubbles.

"Yeah! I was surprised you defied all of them," said Buttercup. "Look, I don't like what you're doing to us now, but thanks."

"You do care for us, don't you?" said Bubbles, smiling. "Just as long as it doesn't conflict with your loyalty to Dad."

"Look, don't start with this sentimental gobbledygook," said Butch dismissively.

"Yeah! We only did it for our own selfish reasons!" said Brick unconvincingly.

"And that is?" asked Blossom.

"It's a secret," said Brick.

"Yeah, right," said Buttercup.

"Look, we're sorry for bringing you there. We have no idea that the Professor would say such a thing," said Boomer.

"That's okay. He's not our real father," said Bubbles. "He's just another villain who made a threat to kill us, like all the others. Well, that's how we felt after the initial shock."

Brick looked at Blossom, then suddenly laughed.

"Huh? What's so funny?" asked Blossom.

"Your hair!" said Brick. His two brothers looked, and so did Blossom's sisters, and they all laughed.

"What's so funny about my hair?" Blossom demanded.

The truth is, during her struggles earlier, her bow became somehow loose, and the carefully arranged hair of the left part of the head fell loose and wild, while the right part was still tightly and perfectly bunched.

Suddenly, Blossom realized what they're laughing at. "Don't laugh! You know I can't fix it with me tied-up like this!" Blossom protested. "Wait a minute! You did say you'll do anything for us while we're in captivity except untie us or ungag us, right?"

"Yeah," said Brick. "What of it?"

"Could you fix my hair?" asked Blossom.

"Why should we?" asked Butch.

"Because you said so!" said Blossom.

"Well okay," said Brick. "But be warned, we don't know anything about hairdressing, so don't complain if we accidentally shave your head."

"Hey, I'm hungry! Could we eat now?" asked Buttercup.

"Right," said Bubbles. "I'm famished."

The boys then proceeded to spoon-feed the girls. They usually did so at the girls' instructions, and all went smoothly as the boys respected the girls enough to make sure they ate properly.

Thirty minutes later, they were finished.

The girls were especially thirsty because of their dry mouths, so the boys let them drink each five glasses of water. The boys then carefully wiped the mouths.

"Well, are you full?" asked Boomer.

"Yeah! Totally," said Blossom, before burping.

"I'm stuffed! I can't take in anymore," said Buttercup.

"Thanks boys," said Bubbles.

"Well, glad to hear that, because its time for you to be gagged again," said Brick.

"What? Please don't! We won't scream, or use my icebreath, or Bubbles her sonic scream," Blossom pleaded. "And please untie us! We can't escape without so much rope and tape!"

"Don't complain Blossom," replied Brick. "You as leader used tying-up and tickling as punishment for disobeying orders. Of course, I did too, but the point is, you also did, sometimes as tight as you are now. So it's a little bit of hypocritical to say that. And don't complain about it hurting. It does not. I've been tied up the same way by you before, and believe me, it doesn't hurt at all, but it sure as hell is tight. So no, you will always be tied up and gagged until the end of your captivity."

"But why?" asked Bubbles.

"Look, first, we just locked you up in the room, and you escaped," Brick said. "Then we only tied your hands behind you and you still escaped. So we decided to overdo it by tying and gagging you to excess, and hopefully, you won't escape this time."

"Well, then please give us some time to talk with ourselves," said Buttercup. "Just don't gag us now. We need to talk with each other too, you know."

"Okay, we'll leave you for one hour, then we'll gag you again," said Brick. "Before you leave, do you want to ask something?"

"Um yes. Boomer, I left Octi back at Ms. Keane's house. Can you get it for me?" asked Bubbles. "Please."

"Um, okay," said Boomer.

"And could you get some of my Disney DVD's at home? If you're going to keep us tied-up and gagged for hours, at least leave us something to watch so we won't get bored," Bubbles added.

"Oh yes Brick, can you fix my hair?" asked Blossom. "All you have to do is remove my bow on the top my head to let my hair fall freely, then gather it at my neck, then clip my bow there to gather it into a ponytail. Pretty simple even for a boy to do."

"Why should I?" Brick said again.

"Because you said you'd do anything for us!" said Blossom.

Brick grumbled, but acquiesced. He did a decent job. Not great, but not a disaster either.

"Anything else?" asked Brick.

"Nope," said Blossom. "Thanks. You can go now. And don't come back until one thirty at the earliest. And don't forget to bring Octi and Bubbles' DVD. This is an order. Now get out!"

"Blossom, you do realize you are my captive and you shouldn't be shouting orders to us?" asked Brick.

"I am the leader of the Ruff-Puff Alliance, and since the crisis didn't end at the end of last month, then I'm still the leader," said Blossom. "Besides, you did promise you'd do anything for us short of untying us, letting go, or not keeping us gagged. I'm holding you to that promise!"

Brick gritted his teeth at Blossom's arrogance, but he and his brothers left without saying a word. They carried with them the dirty dishes that they used on the girls.

"Are you nuts?" Bubbles said to Blossom. "Why did you do that?"

"They won't hurt us," said Blossom. "They actually care for us. Besides, there's isn't anything else we can do."

"Well, we can try to free ourselves," said Buttercup

"Oh please! When we're only tied by our wrists, we can't even free ourselves without Ms. Lawrence's help! How do you propose we do it now that our feet, and the rest of our body is tied up too? We can hardly move!" Blossom replied. "Whether we like it or not, we're stuck here until the boys decide we can go free."

"But what do we do now?" asked Bubbles.

"We visit Dr. Edwards' dream tonight, and hope we can free him of the Voice. The only way we can get out is if Dr. Edwards regain control of his body, and orders the boys to untie us. Sadly, that is the only way," said Blossom. "Unless of course Ms. Lawrence frees us again. But I doubt she'll get pass the new security of this room."

"So we're stuck?" asked Bubbles.

"Pretty much so," said Blossom.

"What do we do while we're awake?" asked Buttercup.

"We simply sit tight, and not much else, since we can't do anything else," said Blossom. "We play innocent kidnap victim. Don't antagonize the boys too much. Don't tell the boys anything about Ms. Lawrence helping us before. Remember, the boys aren't our real enemies."

"In other words, don't do anything stupid," finished Buttercup.

"Yup!" said Blossom.

The conversation then drifted to lighter topics.

The boys returned after one hour. Boomer carried Octi, to Bubbles' delight, plus a bag full of DVD cartoons taken from Professor Utonium's house. Butch carried a back pack, which sank the heart of the girls as he emptied it's content on the table. They were the usual things—six rolled socks, a thick and wide roll of duct tape, and about ten very wide and very long bandanas.

"Well, um, could you, after you put those things on us, um, plop the DVD Aladdin on the DVD player, then carry us over to the couch? And after it is over, plop another so we can watch a new one?" Bubbles asked.

"Sure," said Brick as he grabbed two thick socks, bunched it into one big wad, and approached Blossom. "Open wide."

Blossom reluctantly complied, and Brick inserted it in. He then took a rather wide bandada, pulled it pass her teeth to push the enormous wad deeper into her mouth, then tied it tightly behind her head to hold it in place.

"Bite on it, and close your lips together," he instructed. Brick then took the roll of duct tape, and wrapped it around her head about seven times over her closed lips. He carefully placed another bandana over her hair before wrapping the tape so the duct tape would pass over it, protecting her hair from the sticky tape. He then tied another bandana over the duct tape, finishing her gag.

He then did the same to her sisters. After the gagging, the boys hopped the girls over to the couch facing the TV, and Boomer plopped in the DVD. The boys went out, and occasionally came back to changed DVDs when one is over.

The girls were essentially left alone till about seven in the evening. The girls simply watched, as they had nothing else to do.

It was seven in the evening when the boys finally came back with their dinner. The girls were untied except at the wrists, then strapped to the hardetal chairs using locks, then their wrists were untied and their gags removed to enable them to eat using their own hands.

After that, came the usual thirty-minute breaks, where, one by one, the girls went to the bathroom to relieve themselves, to take a bath, to change to their nightgowns and pajamas, to brush their teeth, and do other personal things in the bathroom. After the break, they were retied pretty much the same way—their crossed wrists behind their backs and their ankles wrapped in cuffs, rope, tape, cuffs, gravity belt around their waist, rope wrapped around their waist then tied to wrists, knees, thighs, shoulders, midsection wrapped with rope—as before.

The usual pattern was followed—Bubbles first, then Blossom, and Buttercup. After Buttercup was finished with the half-hour break, they were given an hour so they could talk among themselves, then they were again gagged the same way as before. After that, they were hopped to their beds. Like before, they chose to lie on their stomachs so they don't lay on top of their hands. Their feet were tied to the bottom of the beds, then they were covered with thick blankets up to their necks. After that, the boys switched off the light then locked the training room.

The girls went to sleep, and met each other in their dreams…

"I don't mind not waking up," said Buttercup as she stretched her arms. "At least we can control what is going on here."

"I know what you mean," said Bubbles. "So Blossom, let's go! To Dr. Edwards' dream!"

"Not quite! I have an idea! Let's go to the boys' dream! Maybe we can talk to them about this, and talk them into freeing us," said Blossom. "Perhaps we can convince them that we're telling the truth about Dr. Edwards."

"Why would they change their minds in their dreams when in real life they're so darn stubborn?" Buttercup asked.

"Because in their dreams, we control them, not like in the real world," said Blossom. "Well, I'm going to Brick's dream again. You two go to your counterpart's dream as well!"


D. Brick's Dream

In Brick's dream…

Brick was having a pleasant dream. He was back in his home. His father was the normal father he had known in his four years.

Suddenly, all disappeared, and he found himself seeing only white. "What the hell?" he said. Suddenly, Blossom appeared in front of him. "Let me guess, you're the real Blossom, and you came here to beg for your release in the real world? Well forget it! I'm not going to let you go, or untie you, or even ungag you, and I'm not going to believe your stories about seeing the real Dad in his dreams until you show me definite proof."

"First of all, Brick, I am here to show you that we can still fight you even though you've restrained us so much that we couldn't even move!" said Blossom. "Let's cut you down to size!"

Blossom snapped her fingers, and he shrank to the size of a mouse.

"Why you! Bring me back to size!" he angrily shouted. He tried to bring himself back to normal size, but he found out that he lost his ability to control his own dream with Blossom around.

"Oh shut up!" Blossom said, and suddenly, no sound came out of his protesting voice. "Now, that you're quiet, listen."

Brick pouted and crossed his arms, but listened.

"But I think you should need a change of wardrobe," said Blossom, and suddenly, Brick found himself wearing a pink frilly dress. Brick gritted his teeth, and tried to remove the apparel, but found that he just couldn't.

"Okay, first of all, are you going to let us go?" Blossom asked.

Brick shook his head, enraged at Blossom.

"Then me and my sisters are going to torment you in your dreams until you let us go!" Blossom threatened.

Brick tried to say something, but not a thing came out of his voice.

"Calm down, and I'm going to give you back your voice," said Blossom.

Brick relaxed his breathing and tried to calm down.

Blossom was satisfied. "Okay now, you can talk."

"Get me off this dress," Brick demanded.

"Na-ah! That would be the symbol of my power over you while I'm in your dreams," said Blossom. "Just like those ropes and tape are a symbol of your authority while we're awake. Now, tonight, I'm going to try to bring you to your father's dream."

Blossom then restored Brick back to size, but kept him in the dress. She took his hand, and concentrated. Suddenly, she disappeared but Brick remained.

Brick was wondering what happened when Blossom reappeared. "Well, I tried," said Blossom. "I just can't bring you there."

"Ha! Another excuse for that lie of yours," Brick replied, crossing her arms.

"Well, how about trying to go to your father's dream yourself?" Blossom asked.

"I already did!" said Brick. "Last night. Right after you visited me. I tried. But I just can't. But how can you do it? How can you just enter somebody else's dream?"

"I don't. We just know. Kinda like an instinct," said Blossom. "So aren't you going to untie us? The way you did it and how tight it is, especially the gag, is unbearable."

"It doesn't hurt, and the only thing it would do is keep you still and quiet," said Brick. "And please! You forget, you punished us the same way when you were leader!"

"Well, I guess you're right! But I can't do anything tied-up! It's so boring!" Blossom complained.

"And that should concern me because?" Brick rebutted.

"Oh you're impossible!" Blossom shot back. "Well, let's play some girly games!" Blossom giggled.

"But I'm a boy! Why should I want to play?" Brick asked.

"Because you have no choice!" Blossom replied. "I control your dreams! Besides, we're still ten-year-old kids! We should enjoy it while it lasts!"

For the next two hours, Blossom played Brick like a doll, with Blossom making Brick wear different dresses and such, and playing other dolls. Brick was miserable and tormented, but he couldn't do anything short of agreeing to letting them go when he waked, and this he would never do without his father's go-ahead.

After two hours, before she left, she vowed she would visit him again the following night. She disappeared.

"I promise you'll pay for it!" Brick shouted back. "I promise you hell when you wake up!"


E. Boomer's Dream

In Boomer's dream…

Boomer was dreaming of being awarded several Nobel prizes for Physics and Chemistry. He was on a stage, with an old man putting some medals around his neck and pinning ribbons on his chest.

Suddenly it all disappeared, and aside from white all over, he saw a large grinning Bubbles looking at him.

"HI BOOMIE!" she shouted happily at his face.

"Bubbles? Aren't you supposed to be tied-up in bed?" he asked.

"I am! I am still sleeping. But I can travel to your dream whenever both of us are asleep," said Bubbles.

"Look, I'm sorry for the way we treated you, especially how we tied you up," Boomer said, "but it has to be done, or you'll escape!"

"It's okay, Boomie," said Bubbles. "I know you're only doing it for your Dad, because you thought he's really your Dad. Plus, I don't really mind since it's you who are our captors, and I know you've been very kind to us. But please believe me! I'm not lying! I really saw your Dad in his dreams! Blossom is telling the truth!"

"Look, I promise you I'll let you go," said Boomer out of the blue.

"Really?" asked Bubbles. "Are you sure Boomie?"

"He he. I will as soon as Brick agrees!" finished Boomer.

"Thanks!" she cheerfully said, and just as suddenly, she went over to him, hugged him tightly, and kissed him in the cheeks.

Bubbles suddenly blushed with surprise. Bubbles kept hugging him after the kiss.

Boomer however, was trying to pry Bubbles off him. He's still a little boy who views girls as having 'cooties' and doesn't like 'kissy-kissy' stuff. "Bubbles, please let me go!"

"Okay," said Bubbles.

Boomer pushed him away and brushed himself. "Don't ever kiss me again!"

"Boomer, don't you know you're so cute?" Bubbles suddenly said.

"Huh?" Boomer said, totally surprised. He turned around and looked at Bubbles, and he did not like the look she was giving him. She repeatedly batted her eyelids. He grew scared. "Um Bubbles, why are you looking at me like that?"

"Oh nothing," said Bubbles. "It just seems you're very dreamy. I like you!"

Boomer stepped back. He was scared to death by Bubbles. But Bubbles, though she was just staring standing still at Boomer, seemed to go nearer to him even as he tried to put as much distance between him and Bubbles.

The thing was, Boomer is afraid of girls—especially if they tried to flirt with him. He doesn't mind girls as long as they acted 'normal,' and 'just like one of the guys'. And unlike his brothers, he couldn't put down his counterpart by harsh and insulting words.

"You know, Boomie, you are very handsome, and I think I want to marry you and have ten kids!" Bubbles said.

At that point, Boomer suddenly screamed as he suddenly took off to run away, as if he was avoiding a deadly plague.

Bubbles giggled, then laughed. 'Ha, ha, it's so easy to get Boomer to melt!' Bubbles thought. 'And to think I was only kidding and not serious.'

What made things worse for Boomer, was that Bubbles, having spent four years with the blue puff, knows this only too well. And she always uses it to her advantage—to the detriment of Boomer. Besides, she genuinely likes Boomer.

Bubbles suddenly brought herself in front of Boomer.

"Please stop! Please! I can't take it anymore," Boomer said, cowering before Bubbles. "I'll do anything!"

"Aw so you don't like me!" said Bubbles, bringing up fake tears.

Boomer fell for it, like so many times in the past. "No, it's not that! I like you! But I don't like you flirting with me."

"Wah! You think I'm ugly!" she bawled.

"No I don't! But you're really scary if you try to flirt," said Boomer.

Suddenly, her tears were gone and she grabbed his arm, with her head on his shoulder. Boomer immediately scooted away. Bubbles looked at him with those big eyes in a way that scared Boomer. Boomer screamed and ran away.

Bubbles of course chased him, and since she controlled his dream, she always caught him rather easily, then she would pretend to flirt. But since Bubbles herself enjoyed chasing after the scared ruff, she always let him slip away. She then assumed he was playing with her and having fun too, but the reality is that he was very very tormented as he thought that getting away from the very cute puff was a matter of life and death. Boomer always freak out and try to run away when Bubbles tried to playfully flirt.

Bubbles agreed to stop if he immediately unties them, but Boomer would only agree if Brick gives his consent, so Boomer's torment continued.


F. Butch's Dream

In Butch's dream…

Butch was dreaming of being a soldier in a battlefield, with a M16A2 assault rifle, shooting and killing hundreds of enemy soldiers. Suddenly, it disappeared and there was all white.

Suddenly, Buttercup appeared.

"Buttercup? I thought you were supposed to be tied-up in bed?" he replied.

"I am, but I can go to your dream and control it," she said.

"Go away! I'm trying to dream here, you know," said Butch.

"No! Let me and my sisters go!" Buttercup charged.

"I will! If Brick orders it," Butch replied. "If not, then tough luck."

"Do it, or else!" Buttercup threatened.

"Or else what!" shouted Butch.

"I'm going to kick your butt!" said Buttercup.

"You can't beat me! You're just a silly girl!" Butch replied.

"Oh yeah! We'll see! Attack me if you can!"

"With pleasure," said the green ruff, and he attacked Buttercup.

Suddenly, for no reason whatsoever, he became very weak, and soon, was as slow as a normal human. He reached Buttercup, but his punches and kicks were so weak that it didn't even get Buttercup's attention. She yawned with boredom as she looked as Butch tried pathetically to even scratch her. And to her at least, he was as slow as a snail.

Butch backed up a bit, as he noticed that his attacks were quite useless. "Huh? How did this happen? We're supposed to be equal in strength, or at least I should be stronger than you!"

"I made you weak!" said Buttercup. "I am in control! And you can't do anything about it!"

"We'll see about that!" Butch shouted, as he drew back, put his hands together in front of him, stretched it towards Buttercup with palms open facing her, and unleashed his most powerful laser attack. It hit Buttercup head on. Soon, it was covered with smoke.

He smirked. "Ha! How's that! I'm still badder than you!"

His smile quickly turned into a frown when Buttercup emerged from the smoke without a scratch. "You're boring. Let's make this a little bit more fun," she said.

Suddenly, Butch fell and crashed to the ground. It hurt a little. Just a little. Buttercup then grew into a giant. She grinned as she looked at the tiny Butch. She raised her foot, and tried to stomp on Butch.

Butch was scared stiff. Soon, the landscape changed to a desolate rocky wasteland, with a red sky. He tried to fly, but found out that he had lost the ability of flight. Butch ran for his life as he barely avoided being squished like a cockroach.

"Run, coward, run!" Buttercup shouted as she followed the fleeing ruff, and tried stomping on him. Butch somehow managed to avoid being squished. What he didn't know was that Buttercup was deliberately avoiding stomping him. She was just scaring him. And it worked.

Butch considered pleading for his life, but he was too proud to do it. He instead tried to pick up rocks and throw it at Buttercup, but he might as well throw cotton candy.

Buttercup then stopped. She looked at Butch, who showed no signs of cowering, as he stood a couple of feet away in defiance. She then laser-eyed him, but somehow missed. Of course, she deliberately missed, but she wouldn't let Butch know that.

Butch run again from her as she bombarded the land with laser. Soon, the landscape was as desolate as no man's land during World War I, and Butch was hit at least thrice of a hundred bombardments from Buttercup. He was a smoking wreck, but curiously, he wasn't hurt at all. He then made a dash to avoid Buttercup.

Suddenly, she appeared in front of him and punched hard in the gut using her left pinkie. Butch got the wind taken out of him as he slumped on the ground, hands clutching his stomach. She then kicked him hard in the face. Butch found himself unable to counterattack, but strangely not that much hurt considering his situation. That was small comfort for the green ruff as she pummeled him systematically.

She finally relented. Butch surprisingly found himself without any wounds and not really hurt. What he didn't know was that Buttercup rigged it that way so she could teach him a lesson without really hurting him. Butch punched and kicked her again, but found out that he was still only as strong as ordinary humans.

He paled as Buttercup gave a triumphant laugh. "Not so tough now, eh?"

"Of fck you," said Butch, as he turned and ran. Buttercup threw energy balls at him, mostly missing him a few inches while one or two occasionally hitting him. It continued that way for two hours, as Buttercup played Butch like she was playing a video game.

Soon, Buttercup shrank herself to Butch's side. Butch was, despite being pummeled and chased and hit many many times, was not wounded, and was not physically hurt at all. He was looking dangerously at her.

"That should be a lesson to you. I'll go now, but I'll come back to you and give you the same treatment night after night if you don't untie us," said Buttercup. She then disappeared.

Butch waved his fist on the area where she disappeared. "I'll get you, Buttercup! Just wait till we wake up! Just wait! Remember, in the real world, you couldn't even move or talk! So just wait!"


G. Back to the Doctor's Dream

In the girls' shared dreams…

"So, did you take care of the other boys?" asked Blossom.

"Oh yes," said Buttercup. "But are you nuts? Do you know that we are helpless if the boys decide to get even?"

"They won't hurt us," said Blossom. "You didn't really hurt them, did you Buttercup?"

"Nope!" said Buttercup, "Look, I'm not afraid, but we're vulnerable to whatever they want to do to us!"

"Don't worry! We've been tied-up and gagged so much, what could they do that's worse than that without hurting us? Don't worry, whatever they try, they'll never hurt us," Blossom argued.

"The boys could be ruthless and single-minded in their revenge," said Bubbles. "They won't hurt us, but there are plenty of ways to get even without hurting us."

"True, but whatever it is they do to us, it's worth it. After all, that is the only way we can get to them," said Blossom. "Okay, let's go to Dr. Edwards' dream."


In Dr. Edwards' dream…

"Ah so you've arrived," said Dr. Edwards to the three girls. "I've been thinking. The only way to try to free myself is to call the Voice himself."

"Yeah," said the adult "Brick." "We've been thinking—you know, that we can't find some other way to release Dad."

"Yeah, so we agreed on the only course possible," said the adult "Butch."

"It's the only way," said the adult "Boomer."

"You have a plan?" asked Bubbles.

"Yup! We have a plan," said Dr. Edwards.

"Before you go to your plan, can I ask a question?" interjected Bubbles.

"Yes?" "Brick" replied.

"What happened to us here? Why aren't the adult us here with us?" asked Bubbles.

"Personal reasons. We didn't want you to know your future, as it might change or influence your actual future," said Dr. Edwards. "Sorry, they don't know you were here. All I can say to you is that you have successful careers and are living happily with your family now."

"But where are they now?"

"Oh I gave them and their kids tickets to a free vacation on the Rockies! I told them it's a way for them to have a sister bonding time," said "Brick."

"And the Professor?" asked Blossom.

"He's working, and he too doesn't know," said Dr. Edwards. "I'm sorry, but there are some things in this world that is best not revealed."

"But where do we live?" asked Buttercup.

"Oh you three live here with us as our—" the adult Boomer said but soon closed his mouth in regret.

"You idiot! That is supposed to be a secret to the Powerpuff kids!" shouted "Brick." "Anyway, let's not waste time. Dad, let's implement the plan."

"Wait a minute, what do you mean, live with you, I don't understand," said Blossom.

"Yeah, I don't get it," said Buttercup, failing to put two and two together.

"Nevermind girls, let's go outside the forest," said Dr. Edwards.

They went outside, despite the questions still lingering in their minds about what did they really are in Dr. Edwards's dream.

"I hope this works," said Dr. Edwards. He then shouted at the sky. "The Voice, I Dr. Edwards, recipient of your wish, call you!"

At first, there was nothing. But suddenly, the sky darkened, and there were flashes of lightning.

Then a deep voice suddenly boomed all around. "I am the Voice," it said, "and you have summoned me, William Edwards. What do you want?"


Author Notes

This story was deleted along with all the reviews, but I decided to include my replies to the author notes as they could give some information about this story.


To Kezzer, I agree with you there. The fact that they can contact Dr. Edwards is much more important than the fact that they are captured again. But Blossom has simply no way of proving it to the Brick, so Brick simply won't believe her. Well, the girls already started to mess with their heads.


To Lynx Sarnage, really? Well thanks for the info.

Well, that is the idea, that they won't escape. Apparently, the boys never had an idea that it took six hours for Ms. Keane to untie them. They thought that the girls somehow untied themselves the first time. So they overdid it with the tying the second time.

Well, they can shake their head, they can nod, they can blink their eyes, the can bend at the waist, they can bend their knees, they can flutter their fingers, and they can hop. Well, that's about the only movement they can do.

Well, the girls certainly had fun with the boys in their dreams.


To BrYtt BRatt, yup! The Dream travel also provided a way to fight the boys, though it might be counterproductive as the boys might seek revenge.

Well, I hope you get well soon, and I hope you get your internet fixed soon.


To Lil Fang, Impatient, aren't we?


To Firespirit, we'll see how much Ms. Lawrence can access the girls in the next chapter.

Well, not really. Each of them have unique powers (well, at least some of them have) that aren't shared with anybody else.


To Hairy Gregory, well, Brick know Blossom has excellent motives for turning him against his father, so why would he believe her absent definite proof?

Yes, things are looking up. Well, as for not mentioning the "future" girls, well, this chapter answers that.

It's not really uncommon for people to wake up in the middle of the night, whether of a nightmare, whether they needed to go to the bathroom, or whether they are thirsty, or when there's kind of noise. Usually, they just go back to sleep three seconds after they woke up.

Well, the girls tried in this dream, but they can't. And the boys can't go to others' dream either.

Well, in the dream war, the boys simply don't stand a chance. In the real world war, the girls are helpless.


To Tones, I don't think the boys will be on their side until they can prove that they are telling the truth.

Well, yeah, it's not as bad as it could have been.


To Kim, the do girls have a habit of being kidnapped, don't they? He he. Yes, it's good news that Dr. Edwards know the truth, but will the boys know too before it's too late?


To John, excessive, ain't it? Yeah, all is not gloom and doom.


To Zero Unknown, well thank you for the compliments! Well, right now, there's not much prospect of the girls' escaping. And the girl's can't prove it to the boys.


To Dooly, luckily, they are the Powerpuff Girls, and they can stand it. Yes, you guess what Brick is thinking when Blossom told him about it.


To Akum, thanks.


To Scotty Boyo, well the boys did show up in the Professor's dream, as well as this one. The PPG just didn't see them or know anything about it.

Well, we don't know yet. Maybe we'll find out in the future.