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Bubbles:

Bubbles was known around the school for her cheerful persona and in the art room for her gloomy aura.

Miss Hefner would comment on her paintings, saying that they were too saturated with emotion. Her painting style has changed though the years, leaving the crayon doodles far behind.

The current painting she was working on was was titled 'Aura'. She let her hand roam over the palette of colors, selecting a deep Crimson and feathering her paint brush over the swirls of auburn that has already been there.

Bubbles found solace in her paintings, they had brought comfort to her as a child and they comforted her right now.

The lines on her painting, moved together to form a face, a subtle risk she took.

Putting the face of Professor Utonium on her painting for the world to see, but it was 'Aura' and her's radiated from the ones she loved. Be it a joyful one of an utter dark cloud of disparity.

'I can't wait to get rid of you once school is over.' She registered the growl, humming in approval.

'Only that's not the case. If you were any smarter you'd know that this tailing is not only a formality to be carried out in school.' She patted herself mentally, showing off in front of a rowdy ruff boy, She had this in the bag!

'Are you shitting me? I'm not taking this any longer than I have to.' The irritation in his voice grew, balling out at her.

'Well I'm not excited about this either. But it's a sacrifice I'm willing to take. If you and your brothers are so innocent why don't your stop whining and start behaving like grateful citizens.' She shot back.

Bubbles was in a good mood now, her frustration from earlier that day has been lifted.

She turned her head to look at the boy who, she was sure was glaring daggers into her back.

She met his icy blue eyes which held no amusement not unlike her own. She met a questioning glare at first which turned into a scowl of pure disgust. She tilted her head ever so slightly catching a glimpse of his painting which was a constant splutter of grays and drowsy blues building a tense atmosphere on his paper.

'Sorry if I'm intruding.' Bubbles snapped her head back to her painting as a familiar voice glazed her ears. Princess.

'Oh bubbles are we still mad about the cheerleading outfit mixup?' She let out a fierce but light laugh. Bubbles turned to look at her, her red curly hair, her green contact lenses, the red carpet worthy makeup she wore the school and the clearly expensive and slightly flashy clothes she wore to school. No wonder she had every boy eating out of the Palm of her hands.

She saw boomer turn back to his painting, clearly not interested in whatever was going on.

'Boomer jojo, long time no see. And you're not even a little excited to see me here?' She pouted, catching boomers attention. It was bubbles turn to face her painting, fighting a faint blush on her cheeks. She was in high school and still couldn't keep the blush hidden whenever she was near flurtees.

'Well anyways the real reason I came here was to invite you to my party.' Bubbles ears perked up, princess was having a party so that would mean the girls obviously aren't invited. She smiled slightly, another year, another chance to show the power puff girls up, she sighed.

'Appreciate the offer but I'm sort of bound.' Bubbles knocked herself into reality, boomer obviously couldn't go, or she had to go with him.

'You're dating a puff?' Princess accused as if it were some heinous crime, bubbles however kept her head low. She knew it was a bigger insult to boomer than it were to her.

'No. What I'm saying is that I'm bound by a government issued clause to stay with my 'escort' until I'm completely let off.' He finished, still looking at princess.

'Well in that case. Bring the puff too. I really want you at the party.' She added, the last bit sounded a little more sensual than necessary.

'I'm sorry Princess but I don't think I'll come. If that bounds Boomer than its not my problem.' Bubbles wasn't going to let herself get dragged into something this annoying.

'Consider this a formal invite to you and your sisters. If you do not attend just know that I'm in power in this school. I can make your clothes disappear again.' Bubbles felt the heat rise to her cheeks, Princess would never fail to mention the incident that took place last summer, causing her to streak the school in her underwear, attracting too much unwanted attention.

Bubbles saw Princess walk away but not before grazing her hand over Boomers thigh. She saw as the boys eyebrows lifted a little, she shook her head at this. Every single boy liked being entertained and Princess knew how to throw herself around.

'Eight o clock, this Friday. I will expect you there.' She announced laughing as if she had just spent the most amazing time with parted friends.

'I'm leaving.' Was all she heard herself say before she heard the bell ring and moved out of the room.

'I am not going, I'm sorry again, if it bounds you.' She stated.

Her hatred for the rowdy ruff would not overshadow the political politeness she had been taught as a child.

She didn't hear any more protests from the boy, just a speedy walk. They both shared a free lesson before they could switch partners.

'Boomer.' She tried calling out to him but he wasn't listening. She felt him go faster so naturally she picked up her pace.

In a minute of so they were behind the school, in a secluded area, now used to burn paper or fix broken desks. The area met with the forest so it was quiet easy to escape from school.

'We're going to the party.' She heard him say as he stopped walking and turned to face her.

She felt a little shaky, but she was determined not to show it. She stood her ground a stoic face and blank eyes fixated on the boy who was motioning forward.

'No, we are not.' She said again, simply.

The outcome was a bit unexpected, she felt herself thrust against the brick wall. A searing pain go through her head and her eyes close for the moment.

'Yes, we are.' She heard him whisper in her ear. His breath grazing her ear, causing her heart to beat faster than it should. She couldn't decide if it was fear or the fact that she had never been pressed close to another boy before.

She felt herself gain her composure back and she jerked him away and punched him in the gut, still breathing heavily.

How dare he? She growled, there were boarders which were not to be crossed.

'Don't ever try that again.' She spat at the boy who was hunched over, clutching his gut. Despite the pain, he let out a loud thrust of maniacal laughter.

At this moment bubbles felt truly scared, not that she would show it of course.

'Don't ever say no to me again.' He reasoned, a serious expression back in its place.

'I don't want to go to a fuck house.' She raged, taking a confident step forward.

'I don't care.' The boy pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, lighting it with a flick of his hands. She immediately turned away as the smoke came in contact with the chilling September air.

She frowned looking at the boy who was no longer interested in her presence but lost in his own thoughts and the intricate patterns of the cigarette smoke.

Something in her heart sank, he was smoking on school grounds.

'Boomer stop this. You'll get caught.' She tried to reason with the boy who gave her a quizzing funny look. She shook her head. Taking a few steps back and sitting on the ground against the wall.

This place was secluded, by the looks of it, it wasn't even cleaned regularly. Judging by the graffiti on the walls, this was the teenage hang spot for the sort of things they wouldn't want to do inside the school with blossom being president.

But oddly,it was close enough to hear the bell.

Bubbles thought over the idea of going to the party. She hadn't been to an outing in ages, let alone a party. She frowned, blossom and buttercup would never let her go. They'd think that she's too weak to hold herself against Boomer, if he started with something.

Going to this party, she didn't have to worry about company, the cheer squad would be there no doubt. She could show blossom and buttercup that she's strong enough.

Agreeing to this, however, would mean that she's giving in to this infuriating boy. She decided to make a deal instead.

Bubbles just wished that these six months would pass.

'Boomer, I have a proposal.' She called out from her sitting position. The boy turned toward her, the cigarette still in his mouth.

Bubbles stood up, dusting her clothes.

'How about we draw up a chart. If I go to this party. You will owe me a place if I ever want to go anywhere. If I cash it in you have to do it no matter what.' She finished.

The boy narrowed his eyes in thought, taking in this proposal.

'Fine.' He said before turning away and blowing out the inhaled fumes.

Bubbles hated to think like this but the whole persona and the aura surrounding him excited her to a level. Quiet sadly, this has to be the highest point of 'rebelliousness' in her life. His black varsity jacket and the messy hair, the cigarette in his mouth. She hated to think that this former criminal is going to be someone girls will lose their heads over.

She wondered why he smoked, for relief?

She pictured herself bringing a lit cigarette between her lips and blowing out smoke.

She shook her head visibly, no she wouldn't.

Or maybe.

'Hey you two! You're in trouble.' Bubbles snapped her head to look at the security guard who was jogging towards them at an alarming speed.

She felt her heart race and sink at the same time. She has never done anything like this before. She looked over to boomer who was unusually calm, this made her even more nervous. She contemplated flying away but that would reveal to this guard her true identity as the blue streaked puff.

She looked at boomer again who has a spark in his eye, one corner of his mouth upturned.

Maybe if she talked to the guard to let him know that it wasn't her who was smoking but this ruff then he would let her go?

She bit her lip and turned her attention completely at boomer when she saw him take a step forward, take an extra long whiff of his cigarette and then put in out by crushing it under his feet.

By this time the guard was in front of boomer and her. She just looked as boomer exhaled the smoke onto the panting guards face and then turned away. She felt a pair of hands slip underneath her, setting her off of the ground and in an instant they were standing under a tree in the busy school grounds.

She felt herself fall against the tree and breathe heavily, she hadn't run but the whole experience was exhausting.

She felt the boy sitting next to her relax, a smirk painted on his face.

'You loser. You could have gotten me in so much trouble today.' She whispered fiercely to which she was answered by a simple word, 'wuss.'

Bubbles rolled her eyes at the insult. She couldn't deny however that this was the closest she has gotten to 'living' as buttercup would put it. Then suddenly she remembered how Boomer had picked her up and set her against the tree.

'Why did you bring me with you?' She asked him, arching her eyebrows.

'If they found you. They'd know it was me. It was a dead giveaway.' He narrowed his eyes at her again.

Bubbles nodded, satisfied with the answer. She felt like she had been handcuffed to this boy.

'Try to hide it, wuss.' He whispered against her ear again, giving rise to that sinking feeling.

she turned her head towards his hastily, he jerked his back instantly keeping his confident smirk in place.

'I'm not as uptight as you might think.' She said getting off of the ground and dusting her clothes.

'It's lunch. I have to find my sisters. And you have to find your other partner because I have world affairs after this.' Bubbles turned the conversation back to normal as the boy got up as well. She was relieved that she wouldn't have to put up with his antics anymore or the grumbling but at the same time she was anxious as to what the other Ruffs would be like.

She didn't know she was to manage practices and everything while she was bound to three different guys. This was going to be a long term, she sighed.

Blossom:

'Alright class, take one and pass the rest.' Professor Caulking said, turning to write on the chalk board. Her eyes followed the stack of quiz papers as they made their as way around the class, stopping at the ruff who, as ritual, took one and passed it to her.

Blossom couldn't fight off the scowl as she reached for the stack of papers from the boys hand.

'Careful i might have poisoned it.' Her frown deepened, he had read her like an open book.

She wasn't necessarily thinking about poison but her mind could not accept the fact that the boy would do his promise justice.

She took the paper and passed the rest forward. Her double tracked mind simultaneously solved the quiz in front of her while thinking about her sisters.

She reasoned with herself, 'they wouldn't be stupid enough to ger in trouble on the first day.'

She forced herself to concentrate glimpsing at the boy sitting next to her.

He seemed content and half was through his sheet. Brick was always the intellectual brother.

She had competition now, blossom forced herself not to think about her sisters.

Brick held the finished sheer in front of the class, handing it in before anyone. Blossom couldn't handle this, Brick would not show her up.

She handed the quiz in second.

Blossom seemed to be doing her job of 'watching over' the boy perfectly, her eyes literally never left him.

She saw him take out his phone in class, texting under the desk. Her frown deepened, she would not let him do anything like this on her watch.

'Brick put that away before I formally take it.' She looked forward, she didn't know why she didn't directly take it from him and continued looking straight ahead as the boy turned his bored expression towards her.

'Tell me blossom. Do you have any friends?' She sensed the crude humor in his voice, it did not entertain her. She felt herself bubble up and turned her head in the boys direction.

The phone wasn't in his hands anymore but his eyes were turned towards her and his smirk was in place.

'What do you know about friends?' She snapped at him, she would not sit there and listen to this boy rant about friends when he clearly didn't have any. Something they had in common perhaps.

She saw his smirk twitch a little, his eyes narrowing if only slightly.

'Speaking as a former criminal, I did not have many. Maybe that will change but you were never put through that? So why, Blossom, are you not liked as much as a hero should be?'

She slammed her hands on the desk, which due to some miracle was covered by the bell. Her eyes never left his, the venom spreading through her was enough to kill a heard of boars.

His statement was a hasty judgement, or at least a part of it was.

It wasn't as if everyone hated her, not even close. However, she was a hard driver and she extracted a lot of effort from her school mates.

'She devil' was a normal clause but she knew in her heart that they respected her, they loved her. She had served the town for so long, why would they not like her? And as for friends, she didn't have any close friends because she had always been close to her sisters.

She couldn't hide it anymore, this boy was infuriating. He was insulting and it was not worth keeping watch over him but she had to do it.

'Shut up Brick.' She hissed at the smirking boy now looking deep in his Crimson eyes.

'All I'm saying is that fear and respect are two different things, Red.'

She widened her eyes at the familiar nick name she had always detested.

She stood up, watching the empty class room and leaned over Bricks desk.

'Do not call me that.' She spat, not wanting to go into depth of this argument.

The boy stood up, revealing the difference in height.

'If it gets on your nerves, I will gladly keep it up.' He inched his face closer to her.

She felt as if he did everything she tried, wanting to do it in a superior manner.

Blossom rolled her eyes, turning away from the boy.

'Hey Blossom.' She heard a quivering voice call out to her, she turned her head to face the curly haired boy. Ski was on the council, he was a prefect. He was a nervous fellow, especially around blossom.

'I-I was wondering if you wanted to go and,' she read him instantly, he was asking her out again.

He saw the discouraging look on her face, changing his sentence a little, 'if you wanted to discuss the new regulations tonight? Maybe at dinner?'

She gave him a sympathetic smile.

'I'm sorry. I'm a little busy. We can discuss the regulations during the next council meeting.'

She shook her head, heading outside.

'Cruel.' She heard Brick laugh, shaking his head.

'Stay out of my business Brick.' She snapped at the boy.

'Like you're staying out of mine?' He looked at her, his hands in his jeans pockets.

Ski was like a little brother to her, she would never be able to think of him in another way.

She watched a group of girls pass by, giggling in Bricks direction who had decided to humor them by smirking back.

Blossom made a mental note to watch over girls specifically when they were dating Brick.

Blossom watched brick move, carrying himself with an odd confidence.

'I will never trust your word. I don't care what people think you will be the worst out of all your brothers.' She didn't know what had come over her when she had said this but something had and she did not regret any words that came out of her mouth.

'Do you know that I'm not the most dangerous one right?' She heard a light laughter, but not a happy one, a slightly dark one.

If she thought that her suddenly defensive look wasn't readable, she was wrong because brick read it.

'All I'm saying is that there is one of us who isn't as stable as the others.'

She felt the room rise up a few degrees, turning to look at Brick and his serious expressions.

'You tell your brother to keep all that away from my sister.' She spat at him, venom in her tone.

She didn't care what she had to lose but it was not going to be another family member.

She wanted to be the one to look after everyone, she did not know which brother Brick was talking about and she was sure that he would never tell her who he is.

'My brothers are not children. Unlike you I know how to give people space.' He shot back, facing her completely.

'At least I don't treat my sisters like underdogs.'

This had to be the umpteenth argument they had had in just half a day. Blossom wondered about the migraines this boy would cause her in the coming months.

'BLOSSOM, I HAVE HAD ENOUGH.' She heard her sister voice barge through the hall, followed by a booming laughter.

'I had a date. I have detention now. I have tried so hard to stay out of trouble for this one day and he had to ruin it.' Buttercup raged.

'You have detention? Buttercup this is the fourth time this month.' Blossom disapproved, shaking her head.

'Because of Butch.' Buttercup reasoned with her sister, not wanting any of Blossoms infamous lectures at the moment.

'What the fuck did you do Butch?' Brick crossed his arms, clearly disfavoring the idea of detention.

'What can I say bro. She was all over me.' He laughed louder.

'I WILL FUCKING END YOU.' Buttercup launched at Butch with full force, both bodies colliding with the Brick wall.

'You bitch. Why don't you come at it like you mean it.' He laughed, wiping away the blood from his mouth.

'Buttercup stop this right now.' Blossom hissed, reaching for her sisters hair and pulling the screaming girl away from the boy and out of the school building.

The two girl were followed by an angry, shouting boy who 'wasn't done pounding' buttercup and Brick.

'Buttercup you know there is no fighting in school.' Blossom snapped at her, blossom could not believe buttercup would be so careless, getting detention and for what reasons.

'Oh shut it princess.' Buttercup snapped at her sister.

'Fine. Double detention for you and Butch.'

With these final words blossom started to move away from her sister ignoring the protests.

'Hold it Butch.' Brick called out from behind his brother.

Butch turned around to meet a punch aimed straight for his face, he denied the red which clouded his vision and the dizziness over flowing him.

'I told you what the consequences were.' Brick aimed another punch at his brother who stood still, like a practice doll.

'BRICK THAT'S ENOUGH.' Blossom screamed at him,' HE'S YOUR BROTHER. AND AS PRESIDENT I DO NOT ALLOW VIOLENCE ON SCHOOL GROUNDS.'

Brick let his control over Butch loosen as he moved away from the barely standing body of his brother.

'Buttercup take him to the nurse.' Blossom commanded her stoic sister before moving inside the school after Brick.

Buttercup stood there silently as the boy collapsed to the ground, but not before his brother was out of sight.

An unexplainable feeling washed over her.

'Stop staring it's rude.' She gritted her teeth again, any sympathetic feelings she had were all washed away.

'Says fucking you.' She spat at him.

'If you're gonna babysit me why don't you fetch me some water like a good lil girl.'

Buttercup knew he was just provoking her so she wouldn't feel sorry for him.

He wanted her to hit him so that he wouldn't feel as embarrassed anymore.

'Gladly.' But instead she emptied her water bottle on his head.

'THAT WAS ICE COLD. I SWEAR YOU'RE ALL JUST TRYING TO KILL ME.' The boy stood up mumbling something under his breath and making his way towards the detention class room.

'I can't believe this. How do I tell Mitch.'

To Mitch Buttercup had always been one of the guys until one day he actually asked her out. Not on a 'hangout' but an actual date.

And she couldn't believe her luck, missing her date because of this.

'Seeing you suffer like this gives me odd relief.' He laughed despite the still dizzy atmosphere.

'Don't make he hit you again.' She snarled.

'Go ahead. Try and top Brick I dare you.'

She could hear the bitterness in his voice and chose to drop the argument.

'Hey buttercup, how it going?' Her head snapped up at the raspy voice of a certain Burnett.

'Oh hey Mitch.' She noticed how Mitch's eyes wandered over to Butch, glazing themselves a little.

'This is Butch. Former Rowdy Ruff.' She introduced getting a slight hum from him.

'Well uh, all set for today?' She could feel the nervousness in his voice radiate.

Buttercup had never felt so ridiculous in her entire life before.

'Mitch I got detention. Is there any way we can reschedule it?'

She read his features as the changed in an odd way.

'Oh that's too bad, see you around BC.' Her eyes followed Mitch as he walked away, hands in his pockets.

Buttercup took her seat in the classroom, a gut wrenching feeling taking over her.

What was the expression on his face? He seemed almost too relaxed to be bothered.

Was it relief?

Buttercup felt an unsure pang of anger rise from the pit of her stomach.

Whoever was going to mess with her now was going to get it. Hard.