A/N Okay since all you lovelies gave me such nice reviews, I'm updating again today! I know it's a lot more serious than the other chapters but I want there to be somewhat of a plot underneath all the fluff.
(Butch's POV)
Brick is pretty pissed. The Professor sent Blossom to an all girls school. I don't see why Brick cares that much! I'd love to see Buttercup in one of those short, skin tight uniforms. I'm pretty sure I do a lot more fantasising than him and he's still in denial about his feelings towards Blossom which is a bunch of bull shit
"She's fucking hot. Sure I'd so her but I don't like her or anything." That's what he claimed when Boomer and I were questioning -cough- harrassing -cough- him about it. He acts like we can't tell he's all over her. We've known him since he was created! I think we know him well enough to tell when he likes someone.
"Just tell her!" Boomer yelled chasing the ever so mature 'la-la-la'ing Brick through Mojo's lair.
"What is there to tell her!" He finally yelled back.
"That you want her to have your babies!" I shouted pulling his fingers from his ears.
"Who's having whose babies?" Mojo asked walking into the room.
"Blossom Utonium is having Brick's babies." Boomer told him. Brick shot Boomer with his laser eyes.
"No! She's killing his unborn children by swallowing them!" I fell backwards laughing. Brick hocked a fire loogy at me and damn, did it hurt.
"There will be no intercourse with those wicked, justice servers." Mojo started to loose his cool.
"Too late." I joked.
"You wish!" Boomer laughed. "I doubt they'll put out!"
"Especially now that the Bible is being shoved down Blossy's throat!" I laughed at the frustrated Brick. He's the one that wanted us to come here. Why does he try to fight it so much? As un-masculine and girly this is to say, he's a lot happier with Blossom and I really do want to see him happy.
"What?" Mojo asked with an evil smile forming on his mouth. I stayed quiet knowing he'd make an evil plot out of it. All three of us stared blankly at him. That's when with a puff of smoke, Him appeared.
"Boys? What is it you were saying?" Him asked looking just as evil.
"Blossom is getting sent to an All-Girls Christian School because the Professor thinks she and Brick had sex." Boomer said in a blur. I threw a ball of electricity at him. Was he trying to ruin everything?
"Exxxxxxcellent." Him hissed.
"You are not going to touch her." Brick growled finally letting his balls drop.
"Why not my son?" Him grabbed his chin ruffly making Brick look him in the eye.
"I won't let you." He growled looking more mad than I have ever seen. That's including when we were drifting in space after the girls destroyed us. We didn't go to heaven or hell. We just floated around in empty space because we never were truly born so we could never truly die. Him let out a high pitched laugh like he didn't think it was possible.
"Him, you're getting old, and we're in our prime. We could take you down easily. You won't touch our girls." I stepped forward. We all knew Him and Mojo have no respect for Brick and I. We need Boomer to grow up fast or this might turn into a blood bath. Boomer just stood there wide eyed.
"Boomer? Do you want them to hurt Bubbles?" I snapped at him.
"Hell no!" Boomer spat back his anger finally flaring. Now that's my brother! "Him, Mojo. You touch any of them and it will be the death of you. I don't care if you send minions to hurt them. I'll fucking hang you. If a single hair on their body is harmed, I don't care who did it. I'll incinerate every fiber of your being." I've never felt prouder of my baby brother. He finally stood up to our fathers. HELL YEAH! THAT'S MY BOY!
Him and Mojo looked terrified. They knew even if Boomer couldn't follow up on his threats Brick and I would. I smirked while my eyes went a shade darker with the anticipation of getting to finally spill their blood.
"Wow, thanks for the vote of confidence." I heard Buttercup's voice laugh from the ceiling. Something was wrong with it though. It was too chalky. Anyway, there she and her sisters sat on the top platform watching us.
"You act like we're infants that need protecting. We've defeated all of you hundreds of times before. Nothing's changed between your fathers and us. We still hate them with a passion like they hate us. We're still smarter, faster, and stronger." Blossom laughed her voice oddly nasal. You could see her white panties under her pink little plaid skirt. I caught Brick staring.
"If it isn't the PowerPuff Girls." Mojo snarled. I growled.
"Come on Mojo. You know deep down you love us!" Bubbles rolled her eyes with a sarcastic smile.
"That's why you try to kill us on a regular basis." Buttercup chipped happily. What? Why are girls so confusing? "And Him, it's obvious you want to be us. You've been jealous of our powers since we were six years old. That's why you brought the Boys back to life." She acts like she isn't thrilled about that. There's something wrong.
"If it weren't for you wanting to destroy us, we wouldn't be nearly as happy as we are now." Blossom continued as they jumped off the loft. I caught Buttercup in a bridal position with a smile before putting her on her feet. She smiled at me with a wink. Was she wearing eyeshadow? That's not like her.
"Now, now. We don't want anyone to ruin our fun." Buttercup looked at her sisters for their nods of approval. "So we're bringing the fight to you. Come on. One free shot." Buttercup held her hands out wide. I glared at my fathers daring them to attack. They didn't. The first smart thing they've done in awhile.
"Scared?" Bubbles giggled.
"Don't mind them. Come on we need a good fight. We haven't seen action in days!" Buttercup laughed and Mojo uppercut her. Before I could react Buttercup was on him sending fist after fist into his face. The other two attacked Him with fury but I couldn't take my eyes of Buttercup.
Something is definitely wrong. Her fighting was all wrong. She was relentless and strong as ever but she used her left hand more than her right. The harder blows came from the left and I know her right-handed sledge-hammer is her most powerful weapon. I tried looking for other abnormalities. Buttercup doesn't wear skirts but there she was in a black mini-skirt and fishnets. Her signature hoodie was a skin tight tank top. Since when do the PowerPuff Girls pick fights with people other than my brothers and I?
My eyes flashed over to the other Puffs. Bubbles soft curls were now edgy and straight. Instead of her classy clothes they were all too short and tight and revealing. Her eyes didn't have that soft glow of innocence she's always had. Blossom's uniform wasn't right either. I've spent some time fatasizing about school girls and where a white polo should of been (versus the fantasy look she was wearing) was a white low-cut blouse. Her plaid skirt was higher than any nun would allow and the ends were frayed. Her eyes instead of their good-girl pink were a fiery red like Brick's. I shot Brick a look trying to see if he saw what I saw.
"Brute, get off my father." I growled. Brute Plutonium. I should of know from the moment I saw her. How could I mistake her for my angel? They were the masters at deception but I knew my PowerPuffs. I should of recognized my ex-girlfriend.
"Awh, but Butchy. He hit me first!" Brute said still trying to mimic Buttercup's soft voice.
"I know you're not Buttercup. Can you not leave me alone? I'm happy with Buttercup. I'm in love with her." I admitted even to myself for the first time.
"You mean that half-guy?" Brute scoffed. "I was your first. I took your virginity. So in a way, I own you."
"You own nothing." I growled. "Just because we fucked once doesn't mean anything. You could of been anyone. Buttercup is the only girl I care about now. She's the only girl I will ever care about. So leave me the fuck alone."
"Ugh! That whore has turned you soft!" Brute spat.
"Call her a whore one more time and let's just leave it as you'll find out what your own blood tastes like." I warned her. How could she call my rough and tough yet soft and caring angel a whore. Brute clearly defines the word.
"Buttercup Utonium is a whore." Brute shouted just as the metal of the roof was torn into and our girls ripped through.
"I'm a what?" Buttercup smiled dangerously. She looked excited for the fight.
"My boyfriend's side-skank." Brute chipped. I saw hurt flash in Buttercup's eyes before she covered it in deadly determination.
"When will you ever learn?" Buttercup laughed animatedly. "I guess you just need some tough love." Buttercup shot at her full speed while I was still too stunned to move. It seemed my brothers shared my position. I heard Bubble's cry out in her child-like way. I knew Boomer was getting between that one. Brute was stronger than Buttercup and took dominance quickly. I was about to jump between the two when out of no where Buttercup showcased her newly(to me) found special ability. Rocks from outside came from the outside in and attacked Brute leaving Buttercup unscratched. That's how she made that mountain yesterday. Never mind I'm off focus.
"You little bitch!" Brute yelled in a weird mannish way. Ugh! Why did I ever date her? Oh yeah! I was 15 and she put out. Brute shot lasers at Buttercup which Buttercup dodged with ease, but the beams hit me unexpectedly.
I didn't know how long I had been out but when I opened my eyes there were two flashes of green above me dueling. One slightly darker than the other. The lighter one seemed to be taking a quite a hit and the darker one slammed her into the ground. Suddenly, rocks covered the light green steak. The darker flash focused and Brute came out looking horrified. I would be too because the Rock Monster of Buttercup sledged her into the ground with a mighty force. My breathe was ragged with worry. I'm such a loser.
With a flash of an intense light and a mighty wind, Brute lyed there looking nearly dead. Had I looked that bad after our brawl? I didn't know and didn't want to know.
"Whoa." I finally managed to get out and it came out like a squeak. I thought that was over when I turned 14! Urgh!
"Nice." Buttercup laughed without humor. She sat down beside me looking exhausted. "Any other ex's I should know about for future reference?"
"Not that I know of." I cracked a smile.
"A little help would of been nice." She teased smiling weakly. "How long did it take you to figure out she wasn't me?"
"Ummm." I stammered not wanting to admit it. "Shorter than Brick but longer than Boomer."
"I wasn't talking about dick size." Buttercup still managed to the the unintentional sexual innuendo from it. I rolled my eyes.
"Pu-leeeze! Mine's the biggest by far!" I smirked.
"If you say so, but Brick has the biggest hands!" She laughed. I looked around to find we were alone. Mojo and Him were most likely hiding and the others must of took their fighting outside.
"Where are the others?" I asked.
"Taking out the trash." Buttercup glanced at Brute. "They forgot an old bag." I chuckled and picked up Brute by her greasy hair and tossed her out the giant hole the Puffs had created.
I sat in front of Buttercup not being able to get enough of her eyes. She smiled gently. We didn't speak. We didn't make gestures. We didn't hold hands or kiss we just sat soaking in each others presents.
"What was that thing you were telling Brute before I got here?" She asked quietly and curiously.
"What did you hear?" I asked nervously.
"I have super hearing and can hear from miles away. It's easier to say what I didn't hear." She stared at the floor. I cupped her face and made her eyes meet mine again.
"Buttercup Utonium, I've done a lot of stupid things in my lifetime. I've made mistakes. I've hurt people. I've even killed people. I hurt everyone I'm around. I'm the opposite of everything you stand for. I rebel against your every moral. I consider people with your morals to be soft and stupid. All that considered, you still want to be with me?" I asked more serious than I have ever been with her.
"Of course." She didn't look like she saw what I was getting at.
"No matter what I told you right now, you'd still want to be with me?" I asked her.
"Whoa! You're not a woman are you!" She shouted shooting up. I chuckled and grabbed her hand pulling her back to me.
"No. I'm not a woman and I've never been one nor will I ever be one." I assured her.
"I think I can handle anything else you throw at me." She giggled like it was a challenge.
"Buttercup, the first time I heard your name, I was told to destroy it's owner. The first time I heard your voice, my heart told me to protect the angel voice's owner at all costs. My brain was screaming at me reminding me that Brick would kick my ass if I didn't hurt you. I, being a stupid 6 year old boy, didn't know how to listen to my heart. So I did what my brain told me and I hurt you and I regret every moment of it." I could feel myself shake as I remember how broken and hurt her little body had been. Buttercup squeezed my hand gently telling me it was okay.
"Then you and your sisters came up with the crazy idea cooties and destroyed my brothers and I. I was so mad. When we finally got our chance for revenge, you just defeated us again. To say I was mad would be an understatement. We ran away from home to train for years. When we finally thought we were bigger, stronger, and faster we had forgotten all that anger. Brick, surprisingly, decided he didn't want to feel the constant hate anymore and Boomer and I agreed so we came back to make bygones be bygones." I looked up at her for allowance to continue. She nodded like she was having a hard time taking this all in.
"When I saw you, I thought you were the most beautiful creature that walks on this Earth. I still do. We all knew we had to hide the fact that we were falling for you so we acted like jerks. When I caught you looking at me, my heart soared." Fuck I sound like a fucking chick. "You made me laugh and smile and when we were finally alone, I wanted to make you mine right then and there. I knew it would work that way so I settled for kissing you. That kiss was the absolute only time I ever felt like I belonged somewhere." She had tears in her eyes and looked like she wanted to kiss me again. I controlled myself. I need to tell her, to her face, that I'm in love with her.
"I guess this my drawn out way of telling you that I-" That's when something hard rammed into me and I was knocked unconscious.
A/N: What did ya think? Request character to alternate. Tell me if there's something you don't like and I'll do my best to work on it! I'll update as soon as the next chapter is ready if you don't all hate me by then! (Which will probably be tomorrow sometime)