Author Note: I still don't know if I should really make this into a story, I can stop this at any time.
I do own Powerpuff girls.
Enjoy!
The absence of Buttercup was noted, when the house became suspiciously quiet for the evening but it was alarming.
They had all brushed the quietness off as Buttercup sleeping over at a friend's house or celebrating over some victory.
Alarms bells didn't fully set off when both Blossom and Bubbles sat in the classroom and Buttercup didn't even show her face when Miss Keane showed up.
The now older women walked to the front of the class and started to call out names.
"Blossom?" she said.
"Here!" Blossom answered, excited for the day.
"Bubbles?" She said.
"Here!" Bubbles answered, cheerfully.
"Buttercup?" She said.
Silence.
"Buttercup?" She repeated again, now looking around, now noticing the lack of green before her eyes landed on Buttercups sisters.
Now alarms really started going off.
"Miss Keane, I think buttercup is running late from a sleepover or something, right guys?" Blossom said turning around to face all the girls in the classroom.
Each and every one of them gave her a blank look in return.
Nobody had any idea what she was talking about and that was enough to worry her.
Buttercup was missing.
Ch 2: Waking up as a dude.
Buttercup yawned as her eyes began to open, she was slightly surprise that the alarm clock didn't wake her up for school only to turn and feel something wrong with her bed.
The bed she was laying on was way too big and way too fresh, to be her own.
With that revelation she quickly got up and looked around.
This wasn't the same room, that she sheared, with her two sisters, so where was she?
She flow out of bed and then last night's events hit her.
As the memories came back, a sense of horror dawned on her.
Did she?
She immediately went to find a mirror which was thankfully in a bathroom attached to the room, and pulled her skirt down expecting to see flat skin occupying her underwear.
That was not what she saw.
She saw a fairly decent bulge in her underwear.
HOLY- She thought, she went to really look at herself in the mirror and taking off her shirt.
Her breasts were gone!
Her face was slightly more angular and if you look really closer you could tell it was indeed a boy's face.
She hated to admit it but Blossom had been right, she was hot as a male, she made for a really pretty boy, and she suddenly felt self-conscious about her new body and lack of carves in certain place, the mini skirt she was wearing and sparkling top suddenly looked very weird on her.
There was nothing to show off as far as her clothes were concerned so why was she wearing them now?
Should I change out of this? She couldn't help but think, the main reason she wore this was to show her feminine parts but since she no longer that…
That's when she smelt it.
The smell of fresh pancakes and honey made its way to her and she couldn't help it.
She followed the smell all the way down the stairs and to the large kitchen were a freshly prepared plate of pancakes was waiting for her.
The man himself seemed to be surprised to see her at the table so fast and she asked him for permission to eat the stack, after all this is his house.
He nodded and Buttercup eagerly picked up a fork, only to snap it.
Buttercup looked at the snapped fork in shock while the man took some notes on his clip board.
"Don't worry about it, it's a known fact that males your age go through a change of strength. So you have to learn to control your new strength" He said, writing down more information and Buttercup wondered if she could finally start matching blows with butch or any of his brother once more with her new strength because of the pain of gender puberty. "Not only will your strength increase but I expect for you to experience your first growth soon" observing that Buttercup was as a normal height for a girl her age, he imagined her sisters were at the same height as her, but she would have been short for a guy, around her age, so he wondered how the growth spurt will affect to her.
But buttercup wasn't going to give up just yet, she would try and try again to control her strength but after the forth fork, she pretty much gave up and decided that her mouth or hands was just as good for eating pancake.
The man sat down, he didn't appreciate buttercup splashing leftovers pancake and buttercup everywhere.
"We have to talk about those clothes, they have to go since you're a guy now and you need a haircut" He said, pointing how her hair was long to appear more famine like her sisters. "We'll leave when you've freshened up, then I'm going to take you, cloths shopping to get some gender appropriate clothes for you along with other things."
"Whatever" She said, finishing up the left over pancake and going back upstairs to find a bathroom which, thankfully the house had loads of.
In the shower, she finally got a good look at how different her body was now, compared to the one she know all too well.
Another other girl would have screamed at the sight of the thing in between her legs in full view but not her, she took the sight with a pinch of salt.
And put on a bathrobe.
On the bed, she found some old male clothes that should fit her, along with some old boxers.
For the first time in her life she felt the discomfort of wearing briefs over what she never had before.
Before putting on trousers that were thankfully strong enough for her not to rip in two from one pull alone, before putting on an old pair of sneakers.
She turned herself round in the mirror and looked at herself, it was weird without needing to wear a bra, it took her back to a happier time in her life before Puberty barged into her life, she placed a hat on her head before coming down stairs to find her new father decked out in casual clothes and already ready to go.
"Are you coming?" The man said.
"Coming dad" She said, finding it shocking how easily she had said that.
The man paused, obviously shocked about her output before opening the door for her to walk through and said. "Don't fly, just walk"
"Okay" she said, knowing that flying would catch attention, she obeyed and walked before him, the man followed behind her and closed the door, she was pulled towards a car in the garage.
Her jaw dropped at the sight of the expensive looking door, it was black but it had hints of blue.
No school and she got to ride in a sweet car?
This could not get better, she got into the passenger's seat and the man got into the driver seat and started the car, they drove out of the garage and out onto the quiet street to a big cloth store and they parked in front of it.
"Were here" He said, as Buttercup looked out of the window to the big cloth store and came out of the door taking extra care not to break it, she walked in the store and immediately saw clothes that both Blossom and Bubbles would have loved to buy, if it wasn't for the expensive name tag, slapped on each item.
Blossom and Bubbles would have visited this place every day if not that.
Buttercup saw some rocker chick outfits that she liked but know she couldn't afford without saving up but instead of staying in the girl's section like she was always confined to all her life when shopping for herself, she was dragged to the male section of the store.
The section she only visited because of the Professor.
Oh, that's right, she was a guy now.
"Excuse me" Her new father said, calling an assistant over who was more than happy to help since he could obviously afford the clothes here and he had past history with the shop.
"Mr Vance, back again I see" The women said, smiling before eyeing the child, he brought along with him.
"Yes" The man said, "But this time, I'm not clothes shopping for myself." lightly pushing buttercup forward. "I want to have a completely new wardrobe at the end of the day"
Now the women was, excited, this was rear and she called the other's women over, buying a whole new wardrobe meant a lot of money was going to be spent and Buttercup found herself being manhandled by three excited women.
"She's so cute" One of them said.
"Those clothes she's wearing is absolutely hideous, it's has to go" Another said, she was biggest women out of them.
"Don't worry honey, by the time were done with you, you'll be turning guy's heads on the street" The last one said.
"He's a boy" Her new father injected.
Making them all pause.
"What did you say, Mr Vance?" One of them said, convinced they heard wrong.
"I said, he's a boy" The man said, "He's actually my son" and was that a hint of pride in his voice?
Making all of three of them pause and give him a look of disbelief before one of them went to touch Buttercups breasts.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TOUCHING!" She yelled, moving away.
"…it's flat" The one who touched her, looked on with disbelief,0 "I don't feel any bump at all" and before she now it, she was being touched everywhere.
"I can't believe it" The biggest said, in disbelief. "He's really is a boy" she declared, having felt his package and was impressed.
"Alright than, new plan, Ladies!" The other women said, "He's really pretty looking so it's won't be hard for us to turn him into a stud." Dragging buttercup away and into the male changing rooms while the other two went to pick out some clothes.
His father trailed behind the crazy trio of women.
What happened next was four long hours of Buttercup trying on clothes that she wouldn't have dared to try on when she was a girl.
The underwear she was forced to put on, was especially embarrassing especially when the three tried to stuff her in little speedo's that had a colourful pony on them, the kind that Bubbles would have loved to see, who know swim trunks could be so tight fitting?
It didn't help that three crazy women were giggling in the background, talking about how hot she would be when she reached adult hood and full matured.
If only they were years younger.
She ignored all three of them, before she was forced to wear clothes that would make anyone blush, but at least she didn't have to be measured for a new bra or something, which was a bonus in itself.
Once she had stopped being dragged around by three crazy women and her new father had finally given the okay to the clothes chosen, she went back to the clothes she came in before and met the man who was busy paying for all the new clothes with a gold card making her eyes widen.
This guy was stinking rich!
She wondered if he'll let her buy anything, already she had several things on her mind that she wanted but could never have.
Like a new and better guitar, the latest video game console on the market, a skate board and new football and hooky shoes.
She realised with a start, that it what she wanted sounded like what a boy would most want and that got her depressed as Blossom words came to hunt her.
Her bitch of a sister Blossom was right again, was she really better off as a guy after all?
"What's wrong?" The man she came to known as her father said.
"Nothing" She said.
The man didn't push it, she was obviously thinking about something depressing and said, "Were going to be barber shop to get you a clean cut and then going to hair stylist to style your hair anyway you want it"
"Okay" She said, as she placed the bags full of clothes into the car boot before getting into the car.
They drove to the nearest barber shop to get rid of all the hair, the man in charge of them smiled at them, when he saw them, it seems like her new father was quite popular around here.
"Mr Vance, what are you doing here?" The aged man asked, "Is it August already?" the man said, has time really gone that quickly?
"No" Her new father said, "This time, I didn't come for me, I came for him" pushing buttercup to the front. "He's my son and he's needs of a proper haircut"
"Son, eh?" The older man said, looking buttercup up and down, muttering about how girly the las looked and wondered if he could perform a miracle or something. "Looks like a girl to me, no wonder he in need of a haircut with so much hair no wonder people can mistake him for a girl but let's see what I can do" and Buttercup was sat down on a comfy looking chair, the sound of the electric trimer coming on, filled the shop.
"You got a good thing going for your" The older man said, "So I'll cut it short enough so that everyone can see that face of yours, soon the ladies will be eating out of your hand." Cutting off some hair and asking. "So how old are you. boy?"
"15, sir" Buttercup said, she almost didn't reply, she had to get used to people calling her that, and for the first time, she noticed that her voice was cracking in certain places.
"15, eh? and it looks like your voice is cracking as well." The older man said, as he shaved off more hair. "Soon you'll be shaving just like a proper man. Come back to me and I'll teach you how to shave if your dear old dad doesn't"
"Uh, okay" She said, for the next twenty minutes she watched him shave off most of her hair, the hair wasn't really that important to her and she let him shave passed her ears.
If Professor Utonium and sisters saw her now, they would have fainted, all that long and precious hair gone like that only leaving a longer version of cropped hair.
"Your father will be paying by card as always" The man said, as she stood up and her father was already at the counter paying for the haircut.
"It's been a busy day so let's go and get some Chinese or something before going to get stuff from your new room and going to the hair styles." Her father said.
Buttercup eyes looked at him like he was an angel, was he really going to let her buy whatever she wanted for her room without any budget?
Apparently yes.
After a glorious fried chicken meal, they headed immediately to the phone store, she was allowed to pick a laptop and phone, no matter the price, she know the Professor, would have never set such a term and would set a budget for them all of them.
But with her new father.
She excitedly ran through the whole store, looking for the gadget that would be amazing to play games on and other stuff.
One the assistance was more than happy to help her pick out a laptop and a new phone, if her sisters know what kind of day she was having than they would be so jealous.
Once they had finishing shopping for a phone and laptop, they went to the hairstylers to perm her hair and she wanted it spiky, once her father had explained to the styler that she was a boy.
"Let's go and get things for your new room" Her father said, making a mental note to make sure everything was delivered because he was getting the feeling he would be buying big and heavy things that the door couldn't possibly let in.
And he was right, after Buttercup got her hair done which was now short and spiky and in a certain direction making her look much less like a girl and more like a guy.
He found himself paying for the most ridiculous things he had ever heard.
A bed that can turn into a bath and fills up with water and a toy shark pretends to swim around you?
Who made this stuff up?
The only thing reasonable she asked for was to have her ears pierces with three studs on each ear, something that would have had her sisters fainting at the sight of and the Professor dragging her back to store to undo.
The only reason she wasn't asking for a wicked tattoo, was because she was too young to have one.
In the end, her new father, thought his back account would defiantly be feeling the big spend even if it was little of a tenth, thankfully it was over and he was driving home.
It was evening and they had brought Chinese food for lunch.
This was by far the best day that Buttercup had ever had, somewhere in her mind, a voice whispered that it would have been better with her sisters but she told that voice to go stuff it.
She ate her Chinese food and watched some late night cartoons on the couch faintly aware of the sound of a pen writing on a piece of paper.
The bank will call him, when they notice that he spent over his usual spending limit, thinking someone used his card or something.
It was eleven when she heard her father said.
"Don't you think you should go to bed? You need to save your energy for tomorrows test" The man said.
"Test?" She said, cheese puffs in her mouth as she asked. "What tests?"
"The tests to see how the elixir affected you in terms of the Chemical X in your body such as super strength now being very hard to control, who knows what else has been effected?" The man said.
"Right" She said, switching of the large TV and hovering up the stairs.
"Good night, buttercup" He said.
"My name isn't buttercup" She said, she should stop calling herself since she wasn't a girl anymore.
"Oh?" The man said, raise his eyebrow. "Than what do you want me to call you?"
And She went into deep thought.
She couldn't call herself buttercup or she would be found out.
She needed something cool.
"Blade" She said.
"Vance" The man finished, adding his last name.
"Blade Vance" She said, rolling it around her tongue and liking it.
"My name is Blade Vance"
None of them had any idea the Chaos in Townsville.
And scene!
Next chapter, the town is going nuts about the disappearance of one of the Powerpuff girls and the villains are taking advantage of there being one less Powerpuff girl to worry about. The girls three formation that they used for years is in disarray because of Buttercup abundance and they ended up calling the Rowdy Ruff boys to help them. Review/ Fav and follow!