With the RowdyRuff Boys...
It was a busy day for them; and by that, I mean, making sure to get on Mojo's every lasting nerve.
The monkey who brought the devil spawns to life watched as his home was literally trashed by said devil spawns, each laughing at the damages that they caused.
"Boys! What is wrong with you? Why must you destory something near and dear to me?" He yelled/asked, making the RowdyRuffs pause in mid thought.
"We don't know..." Blair said, shrugging his shoulder.
"We're just bored." Boomer said, nodding his head in agreement.
"Yeah, so unless you got a better idea monkeyface, I suggest you say it now." Brick said with a sneer on his face before continuing to throw his brothers around, making large crater-like holes in the walls. Mojo was fumming before he brought up a bright idea.
"Why don't you go mess with the PowerPuffs?" He asked politely as he could. Brick thought about it, before shaking it off.
"Nah, too lazy to be bothered with."
"Le gasp! This is coming Brick? Who does nothing in his spare time, but mess around with the girl in the red bow?" Butch said, faking shock. Brick glared.
"You have no room to talk, Butchy, unless you can explain to me why every time I see you, you're spourting a new bruise in the same place by no other than Butterbutt?" Butch blushed and glared.
"Hey, you can't call her that! Only I can call her that." Butch pouted, making Brick facepalm. Boomer shook his head as he looked at the youngest.
"What do you feel like doing today?" He asked, and Blair shrugged.
"I don't know, what do you feel like doing today?"
"I don't know, that's why I asked you. What do you feel like doing today?"
"I just said I don't know. Come on, Boomer, think of something." Blair nearly whined, looking at the blond boy, who rolled his eyes.
"Wanna go to the candy shop and steal shit?"
"Okay." With that, the two boys were off, breaking through the ceiling. Brick and Butch glared at the retreating backs.
"Wait for us!" They both yelled, and followed them to the candy shop, also breaking through the ceiling. Mojo sighed.
"Boys. Why did I create them again?"
Meanwhile, the RowdyRuff boys were holding everyone hostage as they began raiding the store.
"Nobody move, and no one dare call the PowerPoofs!" Brick yelled as his brothers began taking everything they can get their hands on. Boomer flew up to the cashier and punched him in the face.
"Open it!" He yelled, pointing at register. The cashier, who was shaking in fear, stumbly began to open the machine until it popped open, revealing the cash. The blond smirked before punching the chasier again, knocking him out. "Thank you!" He yelled at the not moving body. Soon, the four boys left the shop in a mess and came to the park as they unloaded their candy stash and money. They laughed.
"Man, that was too easy without the Poofs fighting us!" Butch said, smiling as he wiped away the tear in his eye.
"As it should be." Brick said with a smirk on his face. Blair began to open up one of his stolen teasures and took a bite out of the chocolate bar.
"So, now what?" He asked, looking at the redhead wearing a cap on backwards. Brick folded his arms and thought about it. When nothing came up, he let out a fustrated cry.
"ARGH! This town is so boring today!" Brick shouted, glaring at nothing. The three brothers looked at each other before looking at Brick.
"Maybe we should walk around a bit." Boomer suggested. The others looked at each other and shrugged. What was the harm in that? With that, the boys grabbed their loot and began to take off to the skies, unknowing that mysterious person had been watching them and followed them. At some point, Boomer looked back.
"Hey guys? Do you get the feeling that somebody is watching us?" He asked, looking at his brothers. Brick checked the area.
"I can feel it, but I can't see it." He said. Butch growled.
"Whoever you are, show yourself, now!" He yelled, earning himself stares, but the black haired boy didn't care. Suddenly there was shadow in the alley.
"Hey, look out-" Was all Blair was able to say before he, and the rest were knocked out.
"God...damn it..." Brick said before fainting. The man looked at the RowdyRuffs laying on the ground and smirked.
"The Key..."
Somewhere in Citiville...
Brendon sigh as he watched his brothers skate up and down on the halfpipe in the park.
"It's such a nice and sunny, and boring day." He stated, looking at the scene in front of him with dull eyes. Blaze who had been on his skateboard stopped full circle and looked at his brother.
"Then do something about it dipshit, don't complain to us." He said before he went about skating again.
"That's the problem! There's nothing to do!" Brendon shouted, arms in the air. That's when Ben on his roller skates showed up.
"Ride your damn scooter, dumbass." He said. Brendon glared at him and was about to say something when Bicker appeared, on his bicycle.
"I think you're missing the point here, Ben. What Brendon is trying to say is that Citiville is now becoming dullville, for one reason or another." Bicker said just as Blaze came up and sighed.
"Yeah, I notice that too." He said, getting off his skateboard.
"Why don't we just fuck with the girls?" Ben asked, blinking his swampy green eyes in confusion. Blaze shook his head.
"Don't feel like it."
"Aww, what's the matter Blaze? Girlfriend still not putting out?" Bicker snickered when Blaze punched him in the arm.
"Shut the fuck up! Beserk isn't my girlfriend!"
"Nor she ever will be." Ben coughed silently, just as Blaze turned his red eyes on him.
"Fuck you, Benny, I don't even like that bitch enough for her to call herself my girlfriend!" He shouted.
"But you wish she was..." Brendon said in a sing-song voice, and then bust out laughing when Blaze turned red.
"No the fuck I don't. That redhead wench probably got rabies and shit, hell to the fucking no!" The leader said, ignoring the fact that all the blood in his body was rushing to his face. Brendon, Ben, and Bicker snickered.
"Blaze's in love with Beserk,"
"But Beserk is not in love with him,"
"Poor little Blaze,"
"Stuck on the one girl who'll gladly see him,"
"Burn in hell."
"BAHAHAH!" The three laughed, not noticing the way Blaze was twitching and glaring at them. If they did, they weren't paying any attention it, as the three kept laughing and laughing.
"Yo Blaze, when is you gonna ask Beserky out yet?"
"Probably never; as the girl will never like him in a million years."
"Oh yeah, that's right. Didn't Beserk said she likes Brick anyway? What does he have that Blaze don't?"
"I think her exact words were 'Brick is TEN times hotter than Blaze'." Bicker laughed as Ben was rolling on the floor, laughing his ass off. Brendon, who'd stopped laughing a long time ago, looked at Blaze who was walking away, head hang low. "Ay, yo, Blaze! Don't get all emo-y on us! We were just joking!" Bicker shouted out, but Blaze kept on walking. Brendon glared at the two.
"Is it anymore possible for you two to act like jerks? You know how Blaze feels about Beserk, why did you do that?" The blond asked. Ben scoffed, and rolled his eyes.
"It's Blaze, he'll bounce back."
Meanwhile, Blaze continued to walk, mumbling to himself.
"Stupid assholes of a brother. God, and it's not like THEY don't like their counterparts either, cause they do! Fucking hypocrites!" Blaze shouted, picking up a small pebble and threw it so far, that it accidentally hit a kid and knocked him out.
Blaze continued to mumble to himself, hands in pocket, until he got the strangest feelings of being stared at.
"I swear to everything, Ben, Brendon, and Bicker, if that's you guys, I'm coming over there and kicking your sorry ass all the way to Pluto!" He threatened and when got nothing in return, Blaze turned around to see a tall man standing too close to him. "Hey, wha-" Was all he got before fainting onto the ground. The man smirked just as he picked up the leader and began walking into the alley.
Meanwhile, the three brothers were home, and as daylight burns, they began to worry.
"I seriously think you two had pissed him off for the final time." Brendon said, taking his eyes from the door. "He's not coming back..."
"Why the fuck do you care? Blaze's always been mean to you." Ben snorted, glaring at the television before him.
"He's my brother! And you should worry about him to!" Brendon shouted, glaring at the black haired teen. Ben, again, snorted.
"He's also the leader of the group, henceforth, is able to take care of himself." Ben said dismissively. Bicker looked at the door and frowned.
"Something's not right, Blaze always comes back to us. Even when we piss him off, Blaze knows we can't live without him." He said.
"Maybe you two can't, but I can." Ben stated, still looking at the TV. Brendon walked over to the black haired and punched him in the face.
"Stop acting so tough! You're not fooling anyone, but yourself! What if something terrible has happened to Blaze! Then what? We're sitting ducks for the girls to come and kill the remains! I'm so sick of your attitude towards Blaze!"
"Well, if you love him so much why don't you go marry him?" Ben shouted back, punching Brendon. Soon the two got into a brawl, and Bicker watched the two roll around, destroying things while still beating the crap out of each other. Suddenly, the doorbell ring and Bicker rushed over towards the door and open it.
"Hel-AAHFMHGHM!" The two that were fighting stopped at the sudden scream and muffling sounds of Bicker, got up from each other, and ran to the door, only to fall flat on their faces.
"What...what the hell?" Ben whispered, voice strained.
"Ben? What's going on?" Brendon asked, suddenly afraid. For once in his life, Ben was too.
"I...don't know...I can't...move." Suddenly there was laughter, and before Ben or Brendon could questioned it, their visions went blank.