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"The boys are back?"
It was a beautiful Saturday, with the birds chirping loudly and singing their songs as a rainbow appeared first thing in the morning after a rainstorm that poured down throughout the night.
Thee Powerpuff Girls and the Professor were all up and awake and downstairs at the kitchen table for breakfast.
Buttercup had briefly mentioned her run-in with Butch while the Professor had been making pancakes and since then, her sister hadn't stopped nagging at her for more information. Or so it seemed like since Buttercup had uttered the dreadful words just three minutes ago.
"The Rowdyruffs are in Townsville?" Blossom repeated.
Buttercup looked up at the heavens as she bit back her groan. This had to be her seventh question, starting from where she'd been and why she'd been out so long last night and whether or not she'd been safe (UH, toughest fighter here, hello? Fighting baddies like on a daily basis? She could take care of herself thank you) and if she got caught in the rain and a bunch of other questions she'd tuned out.
Why'd she open her mouth again?
…Oh yes, because she'd thought this was important information worth sharing to her "Commander and Leader" of a sister, but noooo, her wonderful sister just had to pester her continuously upon hearing the news that the green Puff was beginning to regret telling her anything at all.
"Well, that's news," said Blossom, "Weren't they gone for like, six or so years or something?"
Question #8, Buttercup thought dryly.
"Disappeared right off the face of the earth," Bubbles hummed along.
Well," Buttercup snorted, finally opening her mouth to input her opinion, "Whatever they did –wherever they went and had been, they sure did a good job of keeping a low profile, considering the obnoxious boys they were."
Bubbles hummed. "Mhmm," she nodded as she took out two slices of bread from the toaster and got set for putting in two more, "Toast, anyone?"
"I'll take two please," said Blossom, "Thanks."
"No problem!" Bubbles smiled as she put her sister's to-be-toast in the toaster, before slightly frowning," But I guess this Rowdyruff business will be."
Blossom sighed. "Well, you never know," she said, 'Maybe they've matured enough to actually own some sense now and decided on playing ordinary people?"
Buttercup snorted once more. Ordinary, psht.
Like they would ever.
Who would pick walking or driving over flying? The six of them had literally been born floating. Superpowers were in their blood.
"Hmm, the last I saw Boomer, he was like, twelve or something," Bubbles pondered out loud, "Oh wait, I was twelve, but the boy are the same age us, right?"
"Probably," Blossom said, "Maybe a couple months younger."
Bubbles giggled. "I wonder if they've grown any," she mused, "Boomer was such a shorty. They should be like, around seventeen right now, right, since that's how old we are? I wonder how they look like now."
Buttercup gagged. "Are you for real?" she asked.
"What, are you telling me the boys are still in their childish little bodies?" Bubbles asked slyly.
Buttercup froze, face heating up at the thought of how Butch had looked like all soaked in the rain that day, all his muscles outlined in that wet shirt of his...
No, bad Buttercup! What are you doing? Her brain suddenly screamed as she shuddered. Ugh, thinking about her stupid counterpart made her want to hit something. Damn growing hormones. Of course her feminine nature would think of Butch as hot. Ugh!
Blossom jabbed her sides. "Sooo," she smirked, "What was Butch like then?"
Buttercup felt her ears go hot as blood rushed to her face.
"Wellll?" Bubbles teased.
Buttercup scowled at her.
"We're waiiitiiiinggg!" Blossom sang.
"I ain't discussing this shit with the two of you," Buttercup finally grumbled, crossing her arms.
"Awww, but whyyyy!" Bubbles wailed, latching onto her arm, "I need to knooow!"
Blossom snorted as she tried to stifle her laughter. Buttercup fixed her glare on her instead. The pink Puff simply flashed her a smirk in turn.
"Pancakes!" the Professor suddenly bellowed from near the oven. Bubbles instantly brightened and let go of her sister's arm as she propped herself up in her chair.
"Ooooh, pancakes!" she squealed.
Buttercup mentally sighed in relief as the Professor unknowing steered the topic of conversation away from the Rowdy boys to the food instead.
"They syrup is on the way!" the Professor cried after he delivered the pancakes to the table and went back to grab the bottle of sugary maple goodness that Blossom simply ate too much of with her breakfast.
Buttercup breathed out onto her plate piled with pancakes and made a quick prayer that no one would bring up the Ruffs again, before forgetting of it all and diving into her food.
"And there she goes at it again," Bubbles sniffed in distaste, waving her fork around as she spoke, "Every single morning we get pancakes she gobbles it up in such non-lady fashion the same way every time."
Buttercup shot her dirty look before resuming her eating as the rest of the family did the same. No one interrupted her again.
Hey, so I wrote the first of this story and then left it for a while to get back at it later and so this is what the second chapter looked like!
I actually planned for it to be longer as there is more to this chapter I wanted to write but then I figured it would be better if I split it as both talks about two relatively different scenes so, yeah. I'm rambling.
Anyways I hope you enjoyed it and if you have the time, leave a review on your way out! Comments are greatly appreciated! As always, lots of love and take care!