Hi Ho Hi Ho! It's off to the chapter we go! Thanks for the reviews guys! I want to say yes to Sir or Madam Lunar Silver, and to those wondering, there will be lemons in the later chapters, I'll give warnings for those. So, so far, the people have spoken and are saying to continue on with the part 2 chapter. Anyway, without further ado, CHAPTER 7.5…

Somewhere in MOJO's Lair

I'm so fucking bored! Like, when are those nigeros coming home? Ugh, it's times like this where I questioned why I was made. First off, it doesn't even make sense, second, it sure as hell doesn't make sense. Why am I here again? Oh that's right, for an unknown stupid reason that will never make sense, not even in the near future.

I must've sat in the same reclining chair for infinity and beyond. My brothers always get the best missions, like I know, killing the Powerpuff girls!

"What am I? A reject?" I yelled to no one in particular. It was intended for whoever wanted to listen. Damn, not even Mojo was home.

What's a guy to do? Jerk off? Well jokes on life, I already did that 10 times to day, so there.

BUNI's P.O.V

The rest of the day went... horrible! Everyone was giving Buttercup high fives and handshakes, and what do I get? Nada. Nota thing! Blossom was all up in her feelings and Bubbles kept gushing about some "secret blonde guy" who we all knew was Boomer. Like c'mon Bubbles, who else is 6 fucking 9.

As soon as I walked through the door of my house, it was as if I was kissed by an angel.

"Home!" All of us cheered. It had been one long ass day, if I do say so myself. Especially for me, having to deal with all this cruelness taken out on me.

"Hello girls," Professor greeted walking from the kitchen. "How was your day?"

"One word, Rowdyruffs," Blossom sighed. Why she look tired fo? You ain't dyin, you ain't dead, fix yo face.

"The Rowdyruffs?!" Professor cried, dropping the bowl he was mixing stuff in.

"And Buttercup sucked-" Bubbles started before the rest of us tackled her. Damn, she makes the stereotype of dumb blondes.

"Girls! Those boys should be in jail forever and ever and ever. Why in tarnations would Mr. Mayor let those trouble makers free?!" Professor continued.

"I feel the same way father. We should have a talking to with the mayor. This simply cannot go on. It is a crime against humanity and-" Blossom rambled on. Ugh, she's such a know-it-all.

But imagine how bad my day would be if the Rowdyruffs were here to kill us. But that's an absurd thought. Why would they want to kill us after that amazing performance Buttercup put on for them.

At the Jojo Residence

I've been sitting here for hours. No food, and a lack of oxygen. I felt myself slipping, and slipping fast.

"Hey Bass," A bright light hit my sleep crusted eyes, blinding me and causing me to release an animalistic hiss. It was a glorious moment in my life. My sweet bastards of brothers were home.

"Ew, what happened to you?" Boomer asked disgusted. He poked my ghoulish skin, shivering away.

Yes cruel world, I, Bass, the psychic Rowdyruff had let myself go. I was an empty shell of a man, afraid and alone. What was left in life?

"I got a bj from Buttercup," Butch smiled plopping onto the couch. Lucky fuck. He was getting blown and I was getting jerked...by myself.

"So did you kill them?" I questioned wiping the failure and worthlessness off of my face.

"Hell no, that shit takes buildup and readiness. We can't just walk into school and shoot them up," Brick cackled. He was the worst out of them all. So bossy and strikingly handsome. Not the best looking out of us, that was me of course, but handsome nonetheless. Which he knew, making him a bigger hot head than he already was.

"How'd you hold up Boomer, you know with Bubbles," I turned my attention to Boomer who had the blush of embarrassment on his cheeks.

"Oh you know, the past is in the past, I regret what I and that's all there is to it. I'm going to my room now, okay bye," Then he teleported away. What a punk ass nigga. Whatever he did with the blondie, I wanna know.

BUNI'S P.O.V

I laid stretched out on my pastel bed, thinking. Thinking about the greater things in life. For example, where the fuck is my counterpart. I mean seriously. Is there something about me that's so weak, that I don't have a counterpart. Is it because I'm ugly?

"Uh, there's nothing to do!" I screeched. I was so BORED. All my friends were busy, dad went out for groceries, and I still didn't have a counterpart.

"You could do your homework," Blossom suggested, walking by my doorway.

"You could help me clean," Bubbles added from down the stairs.

"You could help me do this personal thing," Buttercup gestured to her room.

When I say things like that, I don't actually want you to give me suggestions. Wait! I may help Buttercup. That lowkey pothead. I'm not fucking with her today.

"Nah. I'm okay thanks though," I waved them off. I went back to thinking. Thinking about the greater things in life. Ah, who am I kidding? I'm so lazy, it's not even funny. Hell, I probably do have a counterpart, who's probably lazier then I am. I need to snort something.

I went into my draw inside of a draw and observed my secret stash of goodies. This was where I put all of my secret secrets. Like my drugs, or that one picture of Bubbles back when we were kids and I promised to never ever show to anyone. I remember that day like it was yesterday. I was so shocked to hear about her and Boomer, let alone what they were keeping from us. If anyone found out, well, they won't. It's so secretive that this could potentially get Bubbles kicked out of the Powerpuff girls.

But anyway, back to my drugs.

BASS'S P.O.V

I was so determined to find out what happened between Bubbles and Boomer, that I decided to go dumpster diving. I don't know why I care all of a sudden, but ever since they got the task to kill the Powerpuff girls, Boomer's been on edge. Whatever went down, I've got to know.

"I'm going out for a smoke," Boomer said hurriedly making his way out the door. Perfect timing.

I shuffled up the invisible stairs, quietly, ninja style, rolling into his room.

After about a good 5 minutes of rummaging through all of his unnecessary shit I found it.

"Holy motherfuck," I instantly regretted what I saw.

I left without him seeing me, which was good for me, but my mind went back to that picture.

Woah! I'm leaving you all on a cliffhanger! What was Bubbles and Boomer's relationship? Should I tell you in the next chapter? I don't know? Thank you again for all the reviews. I'll leave you at that. I don't want to disclose to much. But anyway more to come, see you in the next chapter. Until then |3.