Ok, I can't thank you guys enough for the DMs and reviews and the suggestions. Musa Tecna bestfriends Forever, I loved your idea. Thank you for sending it in, and I'm going to use it...but also tweak it slightly. Anyways, Last time you guys read, the Ruffs had taken Mickie shopping which caused Mickie and Butch to skip out on detention, and Rory and Beck let it spill about their origins. Oh, and Buttercup was waiting on someone. Who can it be? Butch? Mitch? Some random ass skater boy? Let's see...

So, without further a do, let's make it do what it do-

-Beck-

Ok, so now that a portion of our secret is out, it's a lot easier to function. Nonno and the others don't know what significance they have in the future, but they do know Rory, Mickie, and I are from the year 2050. It's less awkward, and hell, us Rowdies have officially been here in 2015 for about two weeks. Christmas is in a few days, and I've gotten pretty accustom to living here. Well, I don't hate it as much and all, but I do want to get back to my time. Rory and I have put off contacting Mickie for the time being. We decided that maybe we should observe her for a while and wait for a better time to confront her.

"Hey, Beck?" Rory popped his head in the small crack between my door and the frame, and knocked lightly. "Blossom just called, she's coming over to talk about something." That's another thing! Rory has finally stopped calling Nonno and Buttercup Mrs. Nichols and Mrs. Wyatt, and when speaking to me he calls Bubbles by her name instead of Nana.

I stretched and yawned before giving him a slight nod in reply and getting up. Rory and I had been sitting around the lab, so I was just wearing some black sweats and my jumper. Rory was still wearing his pajama pants and a white t-shirt, but I didn't think Non-I mean Blossom would mind. I ruffled his hair and gave him a small smile before leading him down stairs. Blossom was in fact waiting for us in the living room. I lazily put my hands in my jumper pocket and gave her a nod as a 'hello'.

"Hello, Beck. Rory." She gave us both polite nods.

"Blossom." I responded and stopped a few feet in front of her. I heard a crash in the kitchen and saw Buttercup come walking out. I raised a brow and looked at Blossom. "Everything ok?"

"Yes, Buttercup is just hungry." She shrugged and then suddenly remembered why she was there. "That's not why we are here though."

"Rory told me." I replied. "Said something about having to talk to us?" I looked between the green puff and my grandmother lazily. "So?"

"Well, while you two are working on figuring out how to get home, I thought that maybe you two can help us with some Townsville crime fighting." She sounded as though she wasn't suggesting, but demanding. "It would be nice to have two more working bodies to help us, and you both seem to have some very functional powers."

"Is this you asking or demanding?" I raised a brow.

"She's telling." Buttercup shrugged and shoved another granola bar in her mouth. I shuddered in disgust and was disturb at how greens eat. All of them have jaws that seem to freaking pop out of place just so they can put as much food as possible in their mouths. "I don't personally think we need help, but Blossy here thinks it's a good idea."

Blossom opened her mouth to say something in response, but then the hotline went off. She floated over and answered the phone and said things like "I understand", "Yes, sir", and "Sure thing, Mayor." She jammed the phone down on it's hook and looked up at us.

"Looks like it's time to show us what you've got, boy." She said like me-in charge. "Buttercup, call Bubbles."

-Mickie-

"Ugh!" I groaned. "I'm bored." I was laying upside down on the couch. Boomer and Brick were doing something for school, or work, or some bull shit. Butch was sitting on the couch with me, playing video games. There were no sport games on for the day and there were no interesting shows on to entertain me, and after two weeks, I was pretty bored of watching everyone play games. I had actually read one of Brick's books. Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen. I didn't understand shit, people from Great Britain talked in like fucking code!

"What do you want us to do about it?" Butch rolled his eyes, still playing hid fucking X-Box.

I thought for a minute, but nothing came to me. In 2015 the Ruffs caused havoc and terror in the hearts of the towns people. They were criminals, constantly breaking in to places, robbing banks, destroying the town for the hell of it. Wait! What if we do just that? I mean, I'm a hero yes, but that's in 2050. In 2015 I technically don't exist, so if I caused a little hell, it wouldn't be really bad. Plus, I could find Rory and Beck that way.

"Watch if we go raise a little hell?" I said seriously, looking in the abyss.

The room fell silent. Butch's game ceased all noise and the constant mumbling from Brick had seemed to stop as well. I looked up and everyone was staring at me. Brick was looking at me in shock, Boomer looked confused, and Butch was smirking. If someone had dropped a pen right then, it would have sounded like a sonic boom.

"What?" I raised a brow.

"You want to raise hell?" Brick choked out. "Like, destroy the town?" He seemed at a lose of words.

"Yeah, I mean why not?" I shrugged. "I live with criminals and I'm bored. Seems like it's a good way to waste time."

"They grow so fast!" Butch cried and picked me up and giving me a big hug. I rolled my eyes and pushed myself away.

"No need to mock me." I muttered.

"No, if you want to cause havoc, then we will." Brick stood up. "I think we all need to waste a little time anyways."

"Really?!" Boomer cheered, pushing his homework away.

"I wonder what those Powderpuffs are up to today?" Brick smirked. "Let's go say hello to our favorite little goody-goodies." He led the way and Butch and I started twitching in excitement. My first crime!

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We floated above the town, looking completely bad ass. Brick floated a little higher than us, his hands shoved in his pant pockets. Boomer floated to the right, his arms crossed over his chest. Butch floated off to the right, his hands interlocked and rested behind his head. I floated a little below them, my hip cocked out slightly and my hands on them. I had my white "The Band Is With Me" t-shirt and black shorts and my combats (of course), Butch had on a dark green wife beater and jeans, Boomer had his blue zip-up jumper and jeans, and Brick had on his normal red flannel and jeans and leather jacket. Let me explain something. Yes, it was winter and cold as fuck, but us greens have this inner inferno. Being able to heat myself up really helped sometimes.

"Butch, the honors?" Brick smirked down at him. Butch nodded and smiled sadistically. He clasped his hands together hard and started to pull them apart slowly. Green fog started falling out like poisonous gas. That douche Michael used that technic! I'd have to ask Butch about that later.

"Mickie," Brick said and nodded at me. I interlocked my fingers and started to charge thousands of volts between them. I let the energy flow between my fingers, my joints, my muscles, and the rest of my body. I closed my eyes during the process, but once the energy hit my face I snapped my eyes open and in one swift movement sent thousands of volts into the foggy green mist. Boomer followed after us, causing every water source in town to erupt. Brick then finished it up and used his laser vision to trim up a few buildings. We went about this for a while until we heard,

"Stop right there Rowdyruff boys!" We all spun around, but I nearly fell from the sky when I spotted two familiar faces.

-Rory-

Mickie? Mickie was causing this? She was tearing up the town? But Mickie's a hero! She's my friend, my partner, the girl who lives two floors above me. She wasn't a villain! I looked over to Beck, he was just as shocked as I was.

"I thought you two said your friend wasn't a villain!" Buttercup yelled at us. "I told them they should have confronted her weeks ago! Blossy, this is their fault!"

Beck and I froze as soon as the words flew from Buttercup's mouth. Thanks to her, Mickie now knew she was here. Mickie wasn't a person you kept secrets from, she'd tear you a part if she found out you were keeping one from her. I slowly turned my gaze back to her and saw anger written all over her face. I heard Beck gulp in fear, but I was so scared my mouth went dry. I heard a buzzing sound and saw green volts start to expand over Mickie's body.

"Mickie, you got these two?" Butch yelled out, his arms folded over his chest and his expression cool and cocky.

Mickie didn't respond, which was bad. I started to slowly float back, ready to retreat, but just before I could take off a painful and very high charged volt hit me in the chest. I screamed in pain and Beck snapped to.

"Rory!" He called out.

"I'm good." I said weakly, holding my chest.

"Mickie, what are you doing?" Beck yelled out, now angry. She didn't respond to him either.

She just shot lazers at him then a charged energy blast. She flew fast at him and drove her knee into his gut and her clasped hands down on his back, forcing his to drop a few hundred feet in the air. She turned her attention back to me and disappeared. Oh no, not this! She appeared behind me and round house kicked me in the face when I turned around. She was kicking our asses and bad. She knocked Beck a thousand yards back, dropped me a few hundred feet in the air, and sent us flying into various buildings.

"You two knew I was here and didn't say anything!" She yelled and deflected Beck's lazer shot and my water bomb. In fact, she sent my water bomb back at us, but this time it was buzzing with hundreds of charged volts. Let me tell you that shit was seriously painful.

"You've got to let us explain, Mickie!" I shouted from below her.

"Shut up!" She screamed and slashed the air with her nails. Foggy volt charged mist flew at me, numbing my entire body.

"Mickael Rae!" Beck called out. "What would Butch think!" She stopped lashing out at me, her face twisted into anger and appall. She started viciously twitching and her eyes started glowing dark green.

"I think she'd kicking your asses!" Butch called out stupidly.

"Beck, Code E!" I yelled in fear. "Code E!"

Beck didn't move. Did he want to die? I went to yell at him again, but I saw the flaming red aura surround him. Dammit! I had a Code E on my hands and a freaking suddenly brave red, ready to use a technic he'd never practiced. I took a deep breath and flew as fast as I could at Beck. I heard a scream of anger and pushed myself faster. Thankfully I had knocked Beck and myself out of the way of Mickie's Lightning Cannon technic just in time. I pretty sure my shirt caught the heat radiation and was now singed, but it was just a shirt.

"What are you trying to do!" I yelled at Beck. "You know better than to bring that shit up! And you know a Code E means move your ass before you fucking die!" I was so made I wanted to slap Beck, but now wasn't the time.

"You two okay down there?" I heard Blossom call out. None of the original six had moved, they stayed on their opposite sides and watched us. I think the Ruffs were confused, but the Puffs knew a little about the current situation...just not the whole "Butch-Code-E" thing.

"Yeah, peachy!" Beck snapped back sarcastically then moved his attention to the still Emerald engulfed Rowdy. "Will you stop having a fucking bitch fit for a second and let us explain, dammit?!" I took the green energy blast she sent our way as a no.

"Maybe we should let her cool off before we say anything else." I suggested and looked between my red leader and my green bronze.

"Cool off my ass. She needs to take a midole and get over this hissy fit!" Beck yelled, gaining a searing lazer to his arm. Her yelped in pain and gripped onto the now bleeding gash.

"She's ten times stronger than the both of us, Beck. You know if she really wanted she'd have us in a coma right now!" I hollered. "Stop fucking taunting her!"

"She's being a spoiled brat right now, Rory!" Beck yelled back at me, his red hair now falling out of it's dog tail.

"And you're being insensitive!" I snapped back. I turned back to Mickie, who was still glowing Emerald. "Mickie, we're sorry! We really are! We didn't mean to hurt your feelings and we sure as hell didn't mean to piss you off. We just though that maybe we should wait until we could get you alone, but you were constantly with at least one of the Ruffs!" I called out and thankfully watched as the Emerald glow started to fade and her eyes slowly turn back into their forest green color.

"Mickie, you okay down there?" I heard Brick call out.

"Yeah, Rugrat, you chill?" Butch shouted. He calls her Rugrat here? I shook off my confused state and turned back to Mickie.

"Let's go!" She called out, still glaring at the both of us. "You two stay away from me!" She growled and floated above us. "Or else I'll really do some damage!" And just like that Mickie was nothing but a dark green gleam in the sky, followed by another green streak and a red and blue.

I turned to Beck, anger racking up my body. He had really done it this time! He could be so fucking insensitive sometimes. If it didn't go his way then it was wrong, even if it did concern feelings. We had been wrong and we should have confronted her the minute we saw her, but Beck would admit that and instead brought out Code E and even further damaged the bond with our friend. Hopefully after Mickie cooled off, she'd come find us and let us explain.

"What?" Beck snapped, now apparently angry with me.

"Fuck you." I snapped and sent a sonic wave his way. "You couldn't just shut up and let her take her anger out! You just had to fucking push her to her limit! Do you even realize what you've just done!" I cried out, severely angry.

"She was just having a temper tantrum-"

"She might not ever talk to us again, Beck!" I cut him off. "We are stuck in a year that's eighteen years before we're even fucking born, and now the only person who can even understand what we're going through may not ever fucking talk to us again! Even if we get back to 2050, I highly doubt she'll talk to us!" Beck rolled his eyes at me and scoffed.

"Stop being a drama king, Rory." He muttered.

"Stop being a drama king?! You stop being a fucking insensitive shit head!" I was as red as his jumper by now. "What if you were separated from me and Mickie for two weeks and then found out that we knew where you were and we didn't even fucking bother with telling you! And then proceeded to bring up the one family member that means the most to you as a weak spot! Bring up Butch like that was so out of line, Beck, and you don't even realize it!"

"Rory-"

"No, don't talk to me. Mickie may have been out of line, but at least she had a reason to be." I growled and pushed past him. "Don't follow me." I said towards the stunned Puffs and took off towards the beach. I needed some space.

-Beck-

Why is everyone mad at me? Mickie was being a spoiled brat! And who is Rory to tell me when I'm being an 'insensitive shit head'? I stood there, stunned that Rory, sweet, well-mannered, never blows up Rory, had just went off on me in front of people like that. I was even more shocked that he cursed. Rory never curses, but damn did he use some green worthy language. I looked at his deep cobalt blue streak as it faded in the sky. He was going to the beach. He always went to the beach for space.

I started to go after him, but Bubbles and Buttercup cut me off. Why are all the Blues and Greens out to get me today?! They shook their heads slowly, obviously on Rory's side.

"Let him blow off some steam." Bubbles said quietly. I glared at her and tried to push past her.

"That means give him space, ass hole!" Buttercup snapped and pushed me back.

"They're my team. I can't just le-"

"Let him have some space." Blossom pipped in. "You have a whole lot of explaining anyways." She looked pissed and her arms were crossed over her chest. I felt like a five-year-old again. She looked the same way she does in 2050 when she'd upset with me.

Fuck...

Ok, so that's all for today my lovely Puff Ruff fans. Tell me what you think. Should Mickie and Rory forgive Beck? If so, how easily? And what do you think Blossom's going to ask Beck? And what's the Ruff's going to do with Mickie? Let her blow off steam? Question her about her ties to the two new Puff groupies? Or comfort her in her time of need?
Review and tell me what you think...

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