(Blossom POV)

Back to School. It stinks. A whole day I could spend with Brick and here I am walking to AP Biology. The worst part of it, I only have two classes with Brick and one of them is lunch! Okay perk up Blossom! It's only first period! Who knows! Maybe US History will get here quick and you can spend the entire time with Brick. Okay that's a little better. With all my thinking I didn't realize someone had pushed me until I was on my ass in the middle of the hall.

"Excuse you." I jumped up looking for whoever it was. I found them pushed up against the lockers by Butch. Why has he been in the AP hallway?

"I believe you owe my sister an apology." Butch growled looking quite threatening.

"You mean the nerd flower." Eric Melts, a uber jock and captain of the football team, scoffed like he wasn't terrified. None of the Ruffs are huge but they are strong (superhuman duh) and willing to fight. Butch could kill this guy in one move. Butch slammed him into the lockers again making a small dent. He isn't using even half his strength.

"See here, Asshole. Blossom is practically my sister. That means, you hurt her; I hurt you." Butch threatened.

"Um. Uh. I'm sorry, Blossom." Melts stammered and Butch freed him.

"Now scram." Butch glowered. Melts started running down the hallway as fast as he could and into the gym. Oh so that's why Butch was walking this way

"You okay?" He asked like a concerned brother. I couldn't help but laugh.

"Trust me. It's takes a little more than a push to hurt me. What are you? New?" I remembered so long ago when they first came to town trying to make us cry. He laughed remembering it as well. "You didn't have to do that." I reminded him.

"Yes, I did. As I see it, I'm going to marry Buttercup, if she allows, and Brick and you are probably going to tie the knot, so you're my sister-in-law which means I have to protect my sister like a good brother." He explained. Oh silly Butch. "That dude, Ethan or what ever, has made a very dangerous hit list. You'd think he's know by now not to mess with super humans. Have you not beat his ass before?"

"Um no actually. We try to remember we were born to protect their undeserving lives so we don't really beat them up at all." I shrugged.

"And I was created to destroy you and your sisters but do you see that happening?" He laughed. "Don't worry. I have feeling people won't mess with you girls anymore."

"No intimidating people." I warned him as we were almost to my class.

"What kind of brother would I be if I didn't kill the people that were mean to you or threaten you pristine reputation." He reminded me with a chuckle. "Thinking of which, I should probably kill your boyfriend."

"You do that." I laughed. "Well this is my class."

"You're in AP Biology?" He asked. "I shouldn't be surprised but this is my class as well."

"Seriously?" I asked shocked. I thought Brick was the smart one.

"Yeah. I'm none too bright when it comes to English or History but admittedly, I'm a huge science geek." He smiled sheepishly as we walked into the class and sat at one of the far tables. Oh this should be fun. I mean I already have a GED through the CIA and they're willing to pay for college for my sisters and I, if we agree to work for them. Might as well have fun. You're only a Junior once! Wow. I feel like such a child. My sisters and I are only 16 and we're juniors. But I guess so are the Ruffs.

Anyway, think of all the evil things that we could get into! Good clean, hysterical fun. Come on. Who trusts two super humans together? Why do you think they try to keep us Puffs is different classes? Kindergarten taught the school board a lot about what super humans being together does. I'm fine by myself but get me with someone evil and my genius becomes evil genius. Not like criminal like but you have to admit, I could plan the perfect heist.

"So what's the plan?" I asked an evil smirk on my face and a grin lit up on Butch's.

"Hex yeah! I didn't think you'd want to pull anything! This shall be amazing!" Butch did a dorky little victory dance.

"You knows it!" I smiled and then the nerdy, oily teacher coughed to get everyone's attention. All the good little nerd quieted down.

"Ello class. I am Pr. Smithingtonwocanizoilo. I vill be your Biology teacher. Rule number one. The only thing vu are allowed to call me iz Pr. Smithingtonwocanizoilo" He announced in a Transylvacian accent. Is he a vampire? He doesn't look like Edmund Collin! Who I don't love or anything... Phhhh! Who told you that! I'll kill 'em!

"Yo. S-dog, what's up with the accent?" Butch asked looking genuinely confused. "Stephie Mayer told us that not all vampires are Transylvacian!"

"Wampires do not exist." Mr. Smith rolled his eyes.

"Are you calling Stephie Mayer a liar!" I yelled and put on my puppy-dog face.

"No, ov course not darling! She is a viction author!" He explained in a patronizing voice.

"Do not patronize her! Do I need to kick your sparkly ass!" Butch growled looking very frightening.

"Mr. Jojo. Miss Utonium. Please calm down and stop disrupting my class." He ordered. We sat back down, but Butch still had that glint in his eyes. Teacher kept talking for about five minutes before Butch started yelling about something about the wizard and where was his wand.

"Mr. Jojo!" Teacher yelled.

"I need my my magic wand or the fire monkeys will drink my soul!" Butch cried like a child.

"That's quite enough, Mr. Jojo! Stop acting like a retard."Teacher scolded and Butch started to cry.

"How dare you use that word around him!" I yelled and put my hands up to Butch's ears like I was shielding a child from a string of profanities. "He has schizophrenia! (A/N: He doesn't really but Google Health schizophrenia and what is says about disorganized schizophrenia and it sounds like him) He must of forgot his medicine this morning." I looked at Teacher like he was evil. Well, he's not politically correct if anything.

"Oh! I'm so sorry!" Teacher looked like a deer in headlights. Good. He should.

"I'm going to take him to get his medicine. Do you mind?" I asked knowing he wouldn't I helped the twitching Butch up and pulled him out into the hall.

"Schizophrenia?" He asked once I closed the door and we were awhile down the hall.

"It fits," I laughed. He thought it over for a minute and pouted. He so agrees! I couldn't help but laugh harder.

"Tell no one." Butch told me seriously.

"Not a soul." I promise putting out my pinky. He snorted and wrapped his pinky around mine. "Now you are officially my brother." I smiled and hugged him. He chuckled and hugged me back.

"What's this?" I heard Buttercup ask. Why isn't she in class?

"Oh hey, BC. I was just-" She cut me off.

"You were just feeling up my boyfriend." Buttercup glowered. Whoa! Why the hell would she think that! It was just a hug!

"Why the hell would I do that, Genius? One, I have Brick and two, Butch is madly in love with you." I rolled my eyes.

"I don't know. That is what it looked like." Brick voice came from behind us. I swiveled around to see Brick looking hurt. Oh who the hell got them both in the hallway just as I hugged Butch. Come on! If I didn't know better, I think this was some plot.

"Well, you should know better." I answered him simply. "Because if you're imply that I'm whoring around with your brother, you can consider us done right here. I need you to trust me."

"Blossom, their over-reaction and jealousy isn't something to get worked up about." Butch told me sounding like such an older brother.

"Butch, I can't live with someone that doesn't trust me. I've been in that type of relationship before. I don't need it again." I whispered as I felt the tears swell up in my eyes. "So what is it Brick? Can you trust me to hug a friend? Your brother none-the-less. The guy I was just saying was like a brother to me. Or are to going to get jealous every time I touch another guy?" I walked up to him arms crossed trying to show him just how serious I am.

"Of course I trust you." Brick whispered and cupped my face in his hand. I wrapped my arms around him hugging him. Thank God. I don't know what I'd do without him. "Now why aren't you in class?" He smiled showing me how thankful he was I didn't break up with him.

"Because, Butch has a mental illness." I giggled. "And he forgot his medicine."

"I've known that for awhile now. "Brick chuckled. "Let me guess, he needed his wand? Twitch, you really need new material."

"Butch!" I laughed. "You were feeding us left overs?"

"It's my best material!" Butch chortled. Of course. "What are you guys doing out of class?"

"Someone called us up to the office." Buttercup shrugged.

"Be right back." I gasped and flew as fast as I could to the office. No one. I looked outside and a red and green streak was left in the sky. The Punks. Of course. I found them again and I knew I looked pissed off.

"It was the Punks." I growled.

"They were behind the thing with Boomer too!" Butch informed us.

"You don't think they're trying to break us up do you?" Buttercup asked looked angry. She should be. "Come on Bloss. Grab Bubs and we're kicking their asses."

"No." I told her idea feeling my head. Most of them are something you'd expect out of a sociopath's mind. "They'll just recover and try again. We have to make them learn from their mistakes. We have to find them guys."

"If it were that simple we wouldn't be having this problem!" She yelled frustrated as the hallways filled with students. Bubbles and Boomer floated up to us hand and hand.

"What about the RowdyRight Boys?" Boomer suggested. "Opposites attract so maybe we could hook them up."

"Yeah but how do we find them?" Brick questioned. Who are the RowdyRight Boys? Are they the good counterparts to the Ruffs? There's no way.

"Well they last time they came to stop us was when we terrorizing that town and no one could stop us." Butch chipped in.

"Then I guess we have a plan." I smiled. That's how Mission Opposites Attract came to be. Let's hope this goes well.


A/N: WOW! 125 reviews! You guys are amazing! Seriously, I love each and ever one of you! I know this is a super short chapter and it was kind of a filler and a transition, but whats did you think? Ideas? Suggestions? Questions?