Powerpuff Girls Doujinshi: Boomer's Story
Chapter 5: "Too Early Seen Unknown"
"Do…do you know where I could find the Powerpuff Girls?" said Boomer.
Dexter's eyes widened as he straightened up in the booth. Otto glanced over to Dexter, unsure of what to say.
Boomer still looked at the floor.
"…There's not a lot of time now. Do you know where they are?" he asked.
Dexter straightened his glasses on his face.
"Yes. But what do you want to see them for? I'm sorry to ask but recent events have made me feel a little…cautious about who I give that information to" said Dexter, looking Boomer up and down.
"…I need their help. I'd rather not say more than that" said Boomer, resting his left hand on his burnt right wrist. Boomer paused, then glanced up to see Otto staring at him curiously.
"…um…why are you staring at me?" asked Boomer, nervously.
Dexter nudged Otto.
"Don't stare at his wounds. It's rude" he whispered.
"No no, it's not that" he said, then turned back towards Boomer. "Do I…know you from somewhere?"
Boomer glanced up at Otto.
"Unlikely"
Otto stared at him for another moment, then gasped. He pointed at him.
"Y-You were with those crazy fellas that attacked the Girls at the playground today!" he said.
"He what!" said Dexter, surprised.
"You weren't there, so you wouldn't know. A couple kids attacked the Girls today at school. I only saw it from the window, but it was pretty weird. The Girls wouldn't talk about it the rest of the day for some reason. There was-"
Dexter stood up in his seat and grabbed Boomer by the collar.
"You little punk! How dare you mess with my friends? And then try to trick me into telling you where they live? Why I should-"
Boomer looked down at the floor as Dexter shook him by the collar. Otto appeared to be deep in thought.
"Wait a minute…I remember something else." said Otto.
Dexter looked back at him, listening.
"That kid" began Otto, pointing at Boomer. "That kid was there…but he wouldn't throw a punch at the girls. The other guys were trying to wail on him, but…he just stood there. Then it looked like he turned on one of the other guys, talked for a little while and then…just left. And then it was over. That was what was so weird about it."
Dexter paused for a moment, in deep thought
"So…he didn't actually…hurt them?" asked Dexter.
Otto thought for a moment.
"No. Not him."
Dexter looked down, then looked back at Boomer, who glanced up at him. Dexter let go of his collar, turned away from him and folded his arms, in deep thought. After a moment's deliberation, he turned back, got close to him, and looked at him straight in the eyes. Boomer felt very uneasy.
"Why didn't you attack them before?" asked Dexter, not breaking eye contact and not showing any specific emotion.
Boomer, very nervous from being forced to make direct eye contact, replied.
"I…I have my reasons." Boomer hoped his face was not turning red.
"Why do you want to meet them now?"
"…I don't want to ambush them, if that's what you mean."
" And why should I trust you?"
"You probably shouldn't, but I'm telling you the truth" said Boomer, honestly.
Dexter stared at him a moment longer. Boomer was now incredibly uncomfortable.
"How…long are you gonna be this close to my face?" asked Boomer.
Dexter closed his eyes then turned to Otto.
"I think we should hear him out"
"Really?" said Otto, surprised.
"Yes. We should at least hear what he has to say"
"But…but he was with…those other guys…"
Dexter pointed his thumb back at Boomer.
"Just look at him. He's obviously been through something rough, so he probably doesn't have the strength to attack them now; it wouldn't make sense. Besides…he doesn't really look the 'ambush' type."
Boomer didn't know whether he should feel exalted or offended by that remark.
Dexter turned back to him.
"Alright. I think you should tell us everything. Then I might take you there."
"I'd…rather not talk about it" said Boomer.
"If you wanna go there, I need to know what's going on. I need to make sure your intentions are genuine."
Boomer glanced up at him.
"Who are you?"
Dexter extended his hand.
"Dexter, boy genius. And this other fellow is my good friend, Otto."
"Yo" said Otto, from behind.
"Boomer"
Boomer looked down at his hand, since he was unfamiliar with the custom of shaking it. After all, most of his life had been spend in a lab running training exercises. And his memories of his past life, fake or not, were only that of destruction.
"Um..what do I do here?" said Boomer.
Dexter raised an eyebrow and lowered his hand.
"You don't get out much, do you?"
Boomer looked down, embarrassed.
"Well, never mind that now. Time to talk. Now, why don't you start from the beginning?"
"This would be so much easier if I had just brought a map" said Weasel, flying through the night sky in his helicopter.
He was currently trying to operate his laptop while piloting it, which was proving to be quite an ordeal. He typed with his right hand on the laptop, pulling up a geographical navigation program. He fumbled the laptop on his lap, causing his left hand on the controls to move, veering the chopper to the left. He quickly regained balance and continued typing.
"Alright, since the Boys were heading for Megaville, all I have to do is input the coordinates…now I just triangulate my current location, and…" He typed some more. "Alright. So, I should head…northeast for another 42 miles."
Weasel turned the controls right slightly and headed towards his desired location.
"I'm gonna get to the bottom of this, if it's the last thing I do."
"She's still in our room?" asked Blossom.
"Yes. She's been there for quite some time. What happened to you girls today anyway?" asked Professor Utonium, while preparing a late dinner.
Buttercup groaned from her seat at the table.
"What DIDN'T happen today?" said Buttercup.
"It's…complicated" said Blossom.
"Well…maybe Bubble's will feel alright when she comes down for dinner" said the Professor.
"Maybe" said Blossom, not sure of how Bubbles would feel.
They heard a crashing sound outside.
"What was that?" said Buttercup, on alert.
Blossom looked out the window.
"Calm down. It's just the Megas. Hey! Dexter's back!" she said.
Buttercup waved her finger in the air.
"Whoop dee doo" she said, sarcastically.
"Do you always have to be such a pessimist?" said Blossom, annoyed.
"I am not a pessimist!" said Buttercup, although she wasn't sure exactly what a pessimist was.
Blossom continued to look out the window.
"Coops with him, of course. Looks like Otto is too. And…who is that?"
Buttercup raised an eyebrow.
"What was that?"
"I don't know I can't see, but it looks like he's brought someone else. Wait, they're coming to the door" said Blossom, beginning to walk to the door. The doorbell rang out.
Blossom opened the door and saw Dexter.
"Hi!" said Blossom.
Dexter smiled. Otto waved from behind him. Coop was behind him, cheerfully muttering something about "smelling dinner." However, she still could not get a good look at the other boy accompanying him.
"Hi. Listen, I'm glad to be back, but there's something we need to talk abou-"
Then Blossom got a clear look at the other member of Dexter's party.
"AH! What is he doing here!" shouted Blossom.
Buttercup got up from the kitchen and flew to the door.
"Hey, what's all the yelling abou-" said Buttercup, before she saw Boomer.
Boomer moved slowly to the doorway, not looking directly at the girls.
"Um…hello" he said, quietly.
Buttercup remained silent for a moment. Dexter continued to talk.
"Listen, we need to talk, because something ver-"
That was all Dexter got out before Buttercup zoomed up and punched Boomer in the face. He flew back onto the walkway. Otto gasped. Boomer laid on the ground for a minute before slowly getting up.
"You gotta a lot a nerve to bring your self-over here!" said Buttercup, charging green energy in her hands.
Dexter stepped in front of her, putting his hands up.
"Whoa whoa! Listen, I can explain everything!"
Buttercup, however, was inconsolable at the moment.
"You can explain after I'm through with him! You don't know what we've been through because of him! Especially Bub-"
A small voice came from behind everyone.
"Hey, what's all the noise coming from down her-" said Bubbles, coming down the stairs. She walked down slowly, carrying the purple dog Courage in her arms. She looked through the doorway and saw Boomer, lying on the ground outside. She stopped her decent down the stairs and remained still.
Boomer was just getting up when he saw her, and also froze in his place. Everyone else remained silent for a moment, and nobody moved an inch for almost a minute.
"Dinner's ready! Everybody get-what in the world?" said the Professor, stepping near the doorway to see the event taking place.
A thunderous silence loomed over them, until Coop broke it, in a somewhat inappropriate manner.
"Um…well…so…are we…gonna eat or not?" said Coop, confused.