Author's Notes:
This chapter has a little grossness so beware if that thing sickens you. It's really not too bad but I couldn't pass up the chance. Anywho, I hope you enjoy the chapter!
Angels in Disguise
Chapter One: More than a Woman, Worse than a Man
Did you ever have one of those days? You know the type: you wake up and you find something out so horrible that you close your eyes, squeal, and pray against hope that this is all just a nightmare and you'll wake up warm and safe, in your bed? Then you laugh, yawn and go back to sleep.
That's exactly what Brick--or rather Blossom--was doing at this very moment, ignoring the odd stares of her 'brothers' and guardian Him alike.
"Oh my gosh!" she cried in a lower, as she would describe, whiny, strangling a cat like voice. "What happened, what happened, what happened?"
'Brick' ran in place, shaking her head frantically with her hands on her cheeks and Boomer took a tentative step backward, wide eyes still watching the red head along with everyone else.
"Oh please please Please!" she cried and finally opening his eyes, she looked back in the small floating circular mirror, only to see her worst dreaded nightmare: unkempt long red hair, a backwards baseball cap, a simple red shirt with a black line going through the middle and black pants and black and white tennis shoes.
No beautiful pink dress. No flowing well kept red hair, perfectly pinned up by a red and yellow heart clip and topped with a lacy red bow. No white stockings or black Mary-Janes.
And her eyes: they just looked so…evil!
"Nooooooo!!!" she sobbed, falling to her knees and hunching over in despair, holding her face in her hands, missing her 'brothers' and Him share a look before all three took a tentative step backward.
Meanwhile, in a two story white house, a certain someone was having a similar reaction.
'What the hell did that stupid monkey do to me!?' Brick screamed to himself as he zoomed around the house, pausing to look in every reflective surface he could find, only to find the same horror:
Ridiculously long red hair, with a stupid ribbon and heart--omg--HEART CLIP! "Nooo!" he screamed, in what he could best describe, a weak, girly, overly high pitched to make your ears bleed, voice. He reached behind his head and all but ripped out the offensive hair pin before slamming it down on the ground and jumping on it, muttering some rather unsavory words under his breath, eyes narrowed at the poor pin as if he wanted it to just die.
His 'sisters' and the professor all poked their head around the corner, watching 'Blossom' kick the pin before flying to the couch and taking a pillow, began to rip it half, screaming in rage.
"Wow and I thought I hated losing," Buttercup muttered to herself as the professor rushed into the room and tried snatching the pillow from the girl, only to have them both cry out and fall on their butts when it finally ripped in two, the stuffing fluttering down like snow.
"Blossom! What has gotten in to you?" the professor asked in worried but firm tone and the girl's head snapped up, pink eyes narrowed as if she might do him great harm. "I. Am. Not--"
"--BRICK!" she screamed at Him, jerking away from him when a crab like hand tried to touch her shoulder, her now red eyes narrowed.
Him sighed.
A slow, deep, very annoyed sigh.
"I'm going to have to ask you to stop having a nervous breakdown Brick," he replied in his remarkably high pitched tone before his eyes glowed a very golden yellow and he glared at Brick angrily. "Because you are working on the only good nerve I have," he snapped viciously in a deep tone before seeming to calm down and relax and reply in that same high tone "that I have."
'Brick' seemed to calm down--a little--she still glared at the demon but said nothing else, the tears in her eyes finally seeming to subside.
'Okay, okay, Blossom think,' she screamed to herself, sniffling and looking down at her hands and outfit again. 'Mojo did something and now I'm in Brick's body! I-I can't tell Him that, he might realize that Brick is obviously in mine and use it for his evil ideals and advantages. So until I can think of a way to fix this…I'm going to have to pretend to be Brick and stop freaking out like Bubbles.'
She nodded to herself and Butch and Boomer shared a look again while Him simply watched 'Brick' curiously.
'Yeah, that's it. Just act like Brick.'
'A boy.'
'I'm doomed.'
She calmed down, taking a deep breath, clearing her throat before she began to blink rapidly and look around as if she had no idea what was going on before settling to look at Him and her 'brothers', all of which were watching 'Brick' intently though Boomer seemed to be happy with standing directly behind Butch.
"Um…what?" she grumbled, pretending to be oblivious and groggy and Him arched his brow while Butch and Boomer just looked at one another and back at 'Brick', Boomer finally speaking up.
"Hey! Brick knock it off! You're freaking us out!" he whined and Butch rolled his eyes. "Freaking you out maybe. He's just actin stupid to me."
"Who are you calling stupid, stupid!" 'Brick' snapped, glaring at Butch as if she might pounce. Really! The nerve of those stupid boys calling her stupid! She was brilliant, thank you!
"Why you talkin so funny?" Butch frowned and 'Brick' immediately calmed down, looking confused. "What? Talking funny?"
"Yeah!" Boomer insisted. "What does 'talking' mean? The word, is 'talkin'!"
"Well in proper English, the word is pronounced 'talk--" 'Brick' began but she froze immediately when she noted Him narrowing his eyes at her. Oh. Brick must not talk like that at all and she was more than positive Him was catching on that something was definitely wrong here.
Though how anyone couldn't after her temper tantrum of 'I'm not a Brick' was beyond her but then again: boys were pretty stupid. Or at least, the Rowdyruff Boys were. She wasn't so sure about Him…
'Can't let Him figure this out,' she thought desperately before rubbing her head and laughing--man she hated his voice--sheepish. "Opps. My…bad."
There was a moment of silence, the boys sharing the millionth look of the night again before Him got closer and hunched himself down to eye level, studying 'Brick' intently, placing a clawed hand under his chin and 'hmmming' to himself as his eyes narrowed into slits upon looking into 'Brick's' eyes.
She felt her heart skip a beat. 'Please please, think I'm Brick!'
After a few minutes of complete silence, his frown deepened however, he finally stood up, making her sigh in relief. "You probably just need to…get some rest," Him finally stated in a slow, suspicious and deep tone and she couldn't help be unnerved…his high pitched voice and outfit choice always humored her but when he had that deep, creepy voice…it always made her feel uncomfortable.
" There's no telling what the side effects of that idiot monkey's inventions were," he continued and 'Brick' fought to roll her eyes. 'You have no idea…'
"Now: go to bed," Him growled at all three of them, snapping everyone into attention and at once, all three boys zoomed out of his presence, the demon glaring after 'Brick' in suspicion before sighing and collapsing back on his throne.
"Children," he sighed in his high pitched tone.
Brick may be a lot of things, be despite what that dumb Poo-Poo Puff leader may think, one of them wasn't stupid.
The blond and the psychopath may not notice something was terribly wrong but it was more than obvious to him that the professor might--he created those stupid girls after all so he'd know when something was up with one of them.
Kinda like Him was probably more than a little suspicious that something was amiss with one of his 'boys'.
Brick snorted at that thought. His boys. Yeah. Right.
But at the very least, the professor was righting off his previous behavior as side effects of that ray--the guy had no idea--and simply stated for now, 'Blossom' just needed some rest.
Fine by him. This gave him a chance to think up a strategy for what he should do next: after all, being a girl was not exactly one his 'life long dreams'--but destroying the Powerpuff Girls certainly was. And really, what better way was there then from the inside? It was perfect: it was like that time they tried to get the crybaby to pretend to be Boomer but only better because he thought of the plan!
But for first he'd destroy this goody-goody's reputation…but for now, he was content on being a pain in ass.
"And I think this completely sucks! Don't I have anything awesome to where? Other than pink!" Blossom snapped irate as he was carried up the stairs and into the professor's room--they were going to sleep there until tomorrow when they'd fix up the girl's room-- and was placed on the right end of the bed, frowning down at her pink pajama's as Bubbles snuggled under the covers, sniffling a little as she absently touched the shorter side of her hair while Buttercup was content on glaring at her red haired 'sister' suspiciously.
"I'm not exactly sure what happened after Mojo shot you but I'll run as many test as I need to in the morning if you're not feeling any better Blossom," the professor announced, tucking the girls in and kissed them each on the forehead, making 'Blossom' gag before he left the room, flicking the light off.
There was a moment of silence before she felt a movement in the bed from the left and without warning, she was tackled out of the bed and on to the floor, Buttercup pinning her down while Bubbles looked over the side of the bed in worry.
"Hey!"
"Alright punk, what did you do with Blossom!" Buttercup snapped and the red head froze, looking from the green eyed girl to the blue eyed one before frowning deeply. "How'd you stupid girls know?"
"Duh, Blossom doesn't act anything like you!" Bubbles replied with a roll of her eyes and Buttercup poked him hard in the shoulder. "So what happened? You used the smoke to trade clothes with Blossom so you could pretend to be her and kidnap the real one?"
"So you can cut her hair and draw on her face!" Bubbles added. Her hair was down now, one side longer than the other, while the professor had washed her face clean of all marker remains.
"Don't be stupid! You think I want to pretend to be a stupid girl!?" he snapped in Blossom's girlish tone, narrowing his now pink eyes at them. "Besides, didn't you losers do that to Boomer once? I don't copy your dumb ideas! I have my own!"
What? His plan so totally would have been better than their's because he thought of it…
"Not as smart as Blossom, that's for sure," Buttercup grumbled and he glared at her angrily but Bubbles spoke in concern. "Then where is the real Blossom?!"
"Well since I'm in her stupid body, don't cha think she's probably stuck in mine!" he snapped. " Geez, and I thought Boomer was stupid! And who knows what she's doing to it! Probably girly it up, with stupid pink outfits and putting my hat on the right way and--oh that's not good."
"What?" the two girls cried out.
There was a pause before he muttered. "I gotta go."
They looked at each other before frowning down at him. "Oh no. We're not letting you out of our site!" Buttercup snapped.
"Yeah! If Blossom is in your body and you get away, who knows what you might do to--"
"No stupid, I have to go!" he snapped and they stared at him in confused silence before he growled and screamed. "To pee! I have to go pee!!"
"Blossom! Don't speak so vulgar! Go to the bathroom then all of you go to sleep and stop playing up there!" the professor called from down stairs and Brick rolled his eyes.
"Man I hate you people. Well, come on."
"For what?!" Buttercup snap, making a disgusted face and 'Blossom' glared at her with narrowed eyes of malice. "Unless girls have the same…way to pee then someone's gonna have to show me how to do it!"
"I'll do it!" Bubbles volunteered and Buttercup slapped her hand down, glaring at her before staring back at 'Blossom'. "Figure it out yourself."
"Fine," 'Blossom' announced, kicking Buttercup off of him and straight through the roof, snickering to himself and quickly flying to the bathroom and locking the door, knowing if she was anything like Butch, she was bound to come after him. Sure enough, there was a loud banging on the door as it appeared as though she was trying to break it down before he heard the professor right outside the door.
"Buttercup! Let your sister use the bathroom in peace!" he announced and there was grunt before he heard her shouting in distance. "But she kicked me!"
'Blossom' snorted before looking over at the toilet as if it was a foreign object. "Now. How do I--"
"--do this?" 'Brick' sighed as she looked down at herself, making a disgusted face as she stood right in front of the toilet.
Apparently, boys pee with sticks that have holes at the end of them. She had no clue how to use it and she really didn't want to touch it either. She wouldn't dare ask one of his brother's how to do it--they'd either finally pick up something was wrong or 'Brick' had become simply weird--she already had to chance that when she asked how to get the bathroom, though her only saving grace was apparently, Him had a nasty habit of moving it around everyone once in awhile…what a jerk.
"Okay, I can do this," Blossom chanted softly to herself as she slowly began to sit down and ticked the stick between her legs. Maybe she could do this normal--no. This felt insanely uncomfortable.
With a sigh, she stood up, shifting from side to side in place to keep from going on herself as she tried concentrating on what she should do.
"Okay Blossom think: boys obviously don't do this sitting down, it's too uncomfortable. So they must do it standing up." she said to herself, frowning deeply at the very thought. "But how…"
She thought for a moment longer, beginning to do a little dance as the pressure continued to build--she'd better figure it out soon or she wouldn't have to worry about it…
"Let's just try this," she announced with a sigh before cautiously touching the…stick…and aiming it right at the toilet. "Now just land in the bowl," she muttered before finally releasing--and crying out as she missed horribly--she was too far away--and tried to waddle up closer to the porcelain bowl only to slip on her own pee and fall on her back and crash right into the thing on her side.
"Oh…GROSS!" she screamed as the last trickle fluttered right on her legs and she squeezed her eyes shut.
This just wasn't happening…
Meanwhile, Brick wasn't having too much better luck.
He decided to try to stand right over the thing while leaning his pelvis a little toward the opening before peeing.
He sighed in relief--this definitely felt odd but he was used to standing up and since this stupid girl body didn't have a penis to aim at the toilet with, what the hell else was he suppose to do?
Sit on it?
As soon as he was done, he simply pulled on his underwear--or girly panties which was gross by the way--back on along with his pajama bottoms before flushing and waltzing over to the door--only to pause when he felt another little trickle release and wet himself.
"Oh…come on!" he screamed in aggravation as he watched a little wet spot appear in his pants and both Buttercup and Bubbles peaked their heads inside, the green eyed girl still looking angry.
Though she took one look at his pants and smirked. "Serves you right."
"What happened! I stood over the thing--"
"Stood…over?" Bubbles repeated confused.
"--and everyone came out fine! Why am I still peeing!" he cried and Buttercup arched her brow. "Did you whip?"
"Whip? For what! Guys don't have to wipe!" Brick announced disgusted and Bubbles made the exact same face. "Ewww! You're suppose to whip down there Brick! Or else a little 'apple juice' might be left over!"
"Apple jui--man you're such a baby!" he snapped, snorting before frowning a little and looking back down at his pants. "And I'm not whipping down there! There's like a hole down there and there's no way I'm loosing a hand!"
"What?" Bubbles muttered completely confused now and Buttercup rolled her eyes and added. "And you sit down on the toilet genius! Not stand over it!"
"Why the hell are girls so weird!" he snapped and Bubbles covered her mouth while Buttercup quickly slapped him over the head, making him grunt and glare at her as if he was two seconds away from returning the favor. "If you're gonna make it as 'Blossom', here's the first three rules: don't ever cuss, cause we don't do it. Act like a girl because---you know, obvious! And we don't fight cause the professor doesn't like it and Bubbles cries and crap. Got it?"
'Blossom' simply stared at her, then at Bubbles, who had shrunk back a little in the doorway when he'd been hit and was sniffling--what the hell was she crying for now--before back at Buttercup and sighing.
Forget destroying the Powerpuff Girls--hell they knew who he was anyway--he just wanted his old life and body back.
Author's Notes:
I hope you enjoyed the new chapter! Thanks for reading and as always, Happy Reading!
-Kamirine