POWERPUFF LOVE

PART 2

by chuckiboo

From the art of extremegirlfan

Powerpuff Girls ©Hanna-Barbera

The second part of the first term of freshman year was as sweet as the first, as Casey Roberts eased into his surroundings. The feeling of anxiety that permeated his being for years seems to have gone, or so he thought. And while his buddies Thomas and Seigel were having a time with their now girlfriends Bubbles and Buttercup, he still harbored that feeling of doubt about his friend Blossom. For the past few weeks, she was drawing closer to him, and became a bit more affectionate. On her end, the same thing was evident. A side of him was emerging, one she had hoped would come out, as he immersed himself into his element: part of 'the sleeper', what she seen in the weight room that day. In her mind, she contemplated how she would express her feelings to him. In her heart, he needed to know this, as to alleviate whatever tension or strife he's experiencing at this present time. It would come at an unexpected time, in an unexpected way.

Summer was nearing, and classes wound down a good bit. Casey, Thomas and Seigel helped each of the girls study for the final exams for two weeks, and when the time came, they were ready for them. No need for cram sessions; acing high school was a breeze for the boys. Thus one of the many reasons why these girls deeply cared for these young men. Even Buttercup warmed up, to her sisters' surprise, and she had Seigel to thank for it. Bubbles loved how Thomas encouraged her, and taught her how to remain focused despite the distractions. Her mind was steadily thinking of how to thank him for it. As for Blossom, words could not express how she was thankful for Casey. She wants him as her boyfriend, and even more after that. He deserves her, in the most loving and respectable way.

Though the guys decided to go back home for the summer, Casey opted to stay, and take a part time job, to earn some extra money. Seigel and Thomas changed their minds, and followed suit, to the girls' overwhelming joy. The boys rented an off-campus apartment to stay while they worked, and soon they were invited to visit the girls' home, and meet their father. Prof. Plutonium was taken off guard as Blossom, Bubbles and Buttercup introduced their boyfriends to him, yet he took quickly to like them, as they were both kind and respectable. Yet, in his mind, he sensed something about Casey, as if he was hiding a secret, something that haunted him. This worried him, though he was courting his daughter, whatever past tragedy that permeated his being needs to be resolved. While the others were conversing, he pulled Blossom aside.

"Is there something wrong, dad?"

"Yeah, about Casey. There's anxiety around him, in the form of a black cloud, a very big cloud. Though he cares for you, and you the same, what's inside him is like a time bomb."

"I just don't know what. I remember at the start of the year, when we showed the boys around town, he withdrew from me, like he was afraid of me." She hung her head down. "He doesn't know that I love him, but it's something from his past that's messing with him."

The prof. put his arm around her. "It'll be just fine. Find a way to open him up to you, and tell you his problems. That way it can be diffused."

Blossom hugged her father. "Thanks dad. I needed to hear that. I know what I need to do now."

As they rejoined the group, they noticed Casey smiling and enjoying himself. Yet Blossom knew it was a facade for what actually went on in his mind. It would come to the surface soon enough.

A couple weeks later, the boys were going at full throttle at their jobs, Thomas as a stockperson, Seigel as a counselor, and Casey at the local gym. At the end of the day, each of them felt tired, but didn't mind at all, if it meant spending time with their girlfriends. On a Saturday, the boys were at the apartment, when the phone rang.

"Hello?" answered Thomas, "hey Bubbles, how's it going? You wanna what? Let me ask them..."

Thomas covered the receiver, "the girls want to take us to the beach this afternoon. What do you think?"

"I'm game," Seigel said quickly, "Casey?"

"Might as well," he said silently. He uncovered the receiver, "yeah, we're up to it. Pick you up at four. Good, see you then, love you too, bye."

He hung up the phone, smiling from ear to ear. "Well, our first official outing. They're bringing the food, so all we need is our swimwear." He then gazed over to Casey. "Are you up to it, bro?"

"Pretty much, like you said, I can't let this take over my life. I'm in." As the boys prepared, Casey knew for himself he needed to face his fears, and most of all, confess his feelings to Blossom.

Around four, Seigel and the other two went in the van to pick up the girls. Wearing their sweats covering their swimwear, they also had three baskets full of food, along with blankets and sunblock. Casey began to feel at ease around the girl he cared about, yet what to say still eluded him. Arriving at the beach, it was full to the brim with Townsville residents, trying to beat the heat. Though the boys offered to carry the load, the girls said it was alright, as they easily carried everything, shocking the young men. They haven't seen nothing yet.

Thomas, Seigel and Casey set up the little site, as they finally relaxed under the bright illustrious sun. Thomas and Seigel already had their swim trunks on, displaying their slightly sculpted physiques, which absolutely amazed Bubbles and Buttercup. Each came close and started hugging on their men, feeling on their hard chests, rubbing their washboard abs. Lust was evident in their eyes, as they glanced at each other.

"Let's show 'em what we have," cooed Buttercup.

"Yeah, sis," Bubbles added.

Taking off their sweats, the jaws of Thomas and Seigel dropped to the sand at the sight of what they were wearing. Huge, beautiful, bulging muscle abound on nearly every part of their bodies, from ripped pecs with full breasts, to monstrous arms, that rivaled Seigel's in size. Six pack abs, straited quads and batwing lats also made themselves known, though that's not what garnered their attention. Cladding them were the most revealing bikinis, strong strings with fabric at certain points to cover up their nipples and lower regions, so to speak. The only difference is that Bubbles' outfit had covers made like flowers to cover hers up. Buttercup and Bubbles strutted over to their men, and wrapped their massive arms around them.

"I was waiting for that reaction," said Buttercup as she kissed Seigel's open mouth. He gave in and embraced her affection, just as Bubbles did similar to Thomas, only with more tenderness. As they stood there, Thomas glanced over in the opposite direction. "I wonder what those two are doing," he said softly.

About fourty feet away, Casey was relaxing on a beach towel, shades on, with Blossom beside him. He'd slow come used to having her beside him, and was glad, though not all the way. As he still had on his shirt, she stayed in her sweatsuit; in her mind, she has a big surprise for the apple of her eye. All of a sudden, she turned toward him.

"Casey, I have something to show you."

"What is it?"

She got up, and pulled him along with her, until both were standing in the sand. "Close yor eyes and don't peek, okay?"

"Alright, if you say so." He closed his eyes tight, and once she was certain he wasn't peeking, Blossom then removed her sweattop and pants, and walked into the water.

"Walk ten steps forward," she called to him. Casey took ten slow steps forward as she asked until he felt water under his feet. "Okay, open your eyes."

Casey did as she asked, and what he saw shot his brain into overload. In front of him stood a beautiful, immensely muscular young woman, with the face of an angel, sporting vibrant blue eyes and that beautiful smile. Beautiful bulging muscle was prominent on her 5' 8" frame; wide lats, strong abs, straited quads and calves, and boulder like traps topped off a immaculate package that could not be described in words. As with her sisters, her barely bikini was clad in the right places, yet gave a glimpse of what was to come.

Though he tried to fight it, the abusive words of his mother came to him like a flood, and hit like a ton of bricks. Every negative comment, piece of doubt and influence shot through him like a firey arrow, as his mental capacity started breaking down. On the outside, his tan skin went pale, as his eyes shot open and mouth slightly opened as well. He felt dryness inside his mouth, as he couldn't say anything. His eyes watered up, as the paleness turned to flush, as the only thing in his mind at the moment was to run, which his body did. Running across the sand past his two best friends and their girls, he had no idea where to go. Up the hill and across the boardwalk, he ran, where to, nobody knows. At the beach, Blossom walked to the group of four, with tears in her eyes.

"What did I do?" she asked, sobbing. Her sisters comforted her, while the boys hung their heads. Thomas was the first to speak.

"You didn't do nothing, Blossom. What haunted Casey in the past when coming up, wants to drive him mad."

The girls sat and listened to what Thomas told them, and it began to make sense. Blossom wiped her face, as she wrapped a tower around herself. She stood up, with determination in her blue eyes. "I love Casey. I want to help him." With that, she walked off to find her friend.

At the end of the pier, Casey sat, head bowed, eyes closed. Accepting the fact that his mother had this kind of influence on him is heinous. Instead of helping him, she mentally abused him, keeping him away from the female sex. As he held his head in his hands, he felt a warm stroke on his back. He gazed to his right, to see Blossom sitting beside him.

"I'm sorry, Blossom, I-"

She placed a finger on his lips. "Thomas and Seigel told us what happened, why you acted the way you did. You didn't want anyone to know. Yet you're like a time bomb. You need help to get through this."

"Thanks, Blossom. I'm sorry for running out on you like that. Any time I get around a girl, her words come back like a ghost, no matter how hard I try."

"Casey, I have something to say to you." She then turned Casey until he was facing her beautiful face. "I've been wanting to say this for a few months now." She took a deep breath and said what was on her heart. "I love you Casey."

Casey's eyes grew big at what she said. "That's the same thing I've been feeling. I-I love you too, Blossom."

Her smile glowed as tears streamed down her cheeks. She then hugged him snuggly for a few minutes. Her father told her that he's a keeper, and he was right. Face to face again, Casey still wasn't smiling.

"What's wrong?"

"Blossom, I've missed out on a lot while I was growing up. Isolated from my sisters because they were girls, persistently talked down to, fed negativity to where it became a part of me, harsh threats from my mother. I still don't know why she did it."

Tears came down his face this time, and Blossom embraced him. "I'm here for you, Casey. You have me, and my sisters now, as well as your childhood friends. You're gonna get through this."

She then looked him in the eyes. "Casey, I wanna be your girlfriend. You deserve me. You deserve a life filled with happiness, not one filled with tyranny. I want to be the one to give it."

For the first time all day, Casey smiled. "I'm your man, for as long as you'll have me."

Blossom brought her face to his, and embraced him in a passionate kiss that melted away everything negative he'd been harboring for so long, filling his heart with real love, not tough love. The sun was setting, as the two sat at the pier, gazing off.

Five minutes later, Casey stood up, still gazing at the sun. Blossom followed, and did something unexpected. She went behind him, and wrapped her muscular arms around his shoulders, pulling him close to her. Casey responded by bringing his ripped arms up as well, but taking her hands and interlocking their fingers. She placed her head on his shoulder, and kissed his neck.

"You belong with me, you know that?" she whispered.

"I do now," he replied as they snuggled cheeks.

The group of four came up silently to see them in a warm embrace.

"Casey was always sentimental," Thomas said.

"The reason why so many girls chased him, but never gave in," added Seigel.

"Well, he can't run now," continued Buttercup.

"They look so cute together!" Bubbles cheerfully concluded.

Blossom glanced behind her, to see the four standing there, witnessing their tender moment. She let go of Casey, and both turned around. "Must be time to go," she asked.

"We can come back tomorrow, if you want," Seigel said, glancing at Bubbles. All nodded in agreement, as they went back to their spot, gathered their things, and made their way to the van. From a distance, three figures stood in the shadows of the boardwalk.

"Boys," said a figure, "it's high time we got back at those girls, and their boyfriends as well."

"Tomorrow will be their last day together, if we have anything to say about it," said another.

"We'll show them not to take what's rightfully ours," as the three figures too off.

to be continued...