Bubbles:
Bubbles walked towards the cafeteria, tailing Boomer like always, the irony of the situation made her laugh. The Rowdyruff boys were the only villains the girls has actually wanted to avoid all these years and they end up being the ones the girls had to socialize with.
She walked a step behind Boomer, careful to keep an erect eye on him and put as much distance between the two of them as possible.
He was a bit quiet than she had thought he would be, Boomer was always the thick one, the one to fall for traps and be the butt of every one of his brothers test pranks.
She had expected him to remain like that or maybe, develop a baby side.
This Boomer was much quieter and there was this uninviting feeling that radiated from him all the time.
'Hey bubbles can I talk to you?' She heard a familiar voice and prepped up her smile before turning.
'Sure, Ian, what's up?' She walked towards him, forgetting for a moment that she was supposed to be guiding Boomer.
'You're going to princesses party?' He asked, a glint of hope in his eyes.
From the corner of her eyes, she saw Boomer narrow his eyes and stop walking.
Boomer who was standing a bit away from the duo took this time to lean against the lockers.
'Uh, yeah I am. Why?' She asked, her heart picking up its pace again.
Ian gave Boomer an inquisitive look.
'Well if you're not going with someone. Why don't we go together?'
Together? On a date? What?
Bubbles blinked, once, twice.
She felt Ian shift his feet uncomfortably, she had to answer quickly.
Ian was a nice guy, he had been known to play around with a couple of girls though.
But Bubbles was feeling like a daredevil this time, skipping class and what not.
'I'd love to.' She agreed, smiling. Maybe this'll be good for her.
'Great so when do I pick you up?'
'Oh, uh, actually why don't we meet there. I'm coming with a, uh, friend.' She could swear that the cough Boomer caught was directed at this sentence of she's.
'Oh that's okay. See you.' He smiled before going on the opposite direction.
Bubbles continued to walk behind him, in disbelief.
She couldn't believe that she had actually gotten a date.
Now she had another excuse to go to princesses party.
Buttercup:
The lunch bell rang, allowing all the students to file into the cafeteria. Buttercup joined her sisters at a table not far from where the rowdy ruff boys sat, it wasn't as if the girls always sat together but at this point in school it didn't really matter much.
Buttercup would sometimes join her other friends and so would her sisters but this first week, at least, was crucial due to the not so friendly introduction their new friends had presented.
Buttercup couldn't however shake off the odd feeling that rose when Brick almost killed his brother, all for not listening to him.
These confused feelings mixed with the loss that detention had cost her and the ignorance on Mitch's face paired with another detention announced by blossom just started her day off perfectly. She growled inwardly crossing her arms over her chest.
Her eyes moved over to the boys table which, to her surprise, wasn't that sparsely populated anymore, in fact a certain group of girls had made sure not to leave even a specks worth of space on the table.
'Princess and her bitch ass whores.'
Buttercup mumbles, throwing her books on the table. She earned an infuriated look from blossom who had been trying to work, and by the looks of it, she was trying to ignore just what Buttercup had stated.
'Princess invited us to her party.' Bubbles mumbled over her phone.
Both the girls turned to look at their sister in disbelief, raising their eyebrows.
'She wants the boys there and after boomer told her that he couldn't come because he was 'bound' princess insisted that we come.' Bubbles put her phone down, deciding this issue was much more important than her cheerleading gossip.
'Well too bad for the boys because we're not going.' Buttercup huffed again turning her attention fully towards her food.
'I agree, princess has never invited us over and we will not be going now.' Blossom's input made the plan official.
'Uhh, so who are our next partners?' Bubbles asked, something in her tone seemed indifferent, reluctant even.
'Oh I didn't tell you? Miss keane told us that our partners were fixated now because it would be too confusing otherwise.' Blossom did not lift her head before saying this.
'So any trouble with the guys?' She asked again before earning a grunt form buttercup.
The question was hinged towards Bubbles who remained silent but shook her head.
What caught buttercups eye however was the quick glance she threw towards Boomer.
'Are you sure bubbles?' She asked again which was out of character for her.
'Yeah, there hasn't been much going on.' Bubbles said numbly reaching for her phone again.
Blossom and Buttercup weren't too sure about it as normally Bubbles wouldn't have answered so patiently.
'I'm sorry about your date with Mitch, Buttercup. I heard from Blossom.' Bubbles said to which Buttercup growled.
'Whatever.' She said, throwing a glance towards her group of friends who sat on their usual table.
Mitch Michelson, Andrew Gus, Keith walker and Ryan Lee sat at the table farthest away from princess's because that's what Buttercup had selected for them.
She saw Andrew wave at her enthusiastically, motioning for her to come join them. Unintentionally her eyes dragged over to where Mitch sat, looking down at his food while the others called her over. Something washed over her, something in the middle of anger and frustration and confusion and cringe.
She smiled at them mid scowl and turned her attention back to the food, gesturing for them to understand that she would not be joining them this time.
The lunch bell rang and the girls remained seated, waiting for their counterparts to show up.
'The partners are fixated which means counterparts are together.' Brick stated.
'Omg what, no wait, did you just? Did you just state the obvious?' Buttercup fake mused at him earning disproving looks from Blossom and quiet surprisingly a snicker from Butch's direction.
'What are you laughing about? We are not chaperoning you to the bitch's party so don't get your hopes too high about getting any panties.' She threw at the boys.
'Buttercup mind your language.' She could feel Blossom grit her teeth in annoyance, far too angry than necessary.
'We hadn't planned on going but now that you mention the panties, we'll give it a second thought.' Butch grinned that idiotic grin of his ending it with a smirk.
'We'll good luck going to jail because we're not following you.'
Buttercup crossed her arms over her chest and turned away.
'Speaking of panties, maybe we could get you some, dyke.'
'That's it.' Buttercup felt herself launch forward and punch the laughing boy but the impact never came, in fact, her punch had been stopped by a perfectly manicured and painted hand.
'There will be no violence on school grounds.' Blossoms grip on Buttercups hand was too tight, enough to leave fingerprints.
Her voice slightly muffled over the gritting of her teeth.
'Now I suggest everyone gets to class before I have to make you.' She stated a little louder than necessary, gaining attention from a few students around her.
'Make me.' Butch smirked at her, sticking his tongue out a bit.
'Get to class. Right now.' She felt she hands growing cold, losing her self control at a time like this, blossom couldn't let this happen.
'What did you say you're not going to the party?' Boomer smirked, looking at bubbles.
Bubbles felt her eyes grow wide for a second, this mornings events played through her head, causing a stir in her demeanor.
'I'm guessing baby blue didn't tell you about this mornings events.' He moved one of his hands through his hair.
'And what were they, might I ask?' Bubbles felt all the attention being redirected towards her.
What was Boomer doing? She couldn't tell blossom that she skipped class.
'Ian asked me out to the party and Boomer wants to go as well so I thought-'
'You're not going.' Blossom snapped, turning away from her.
'Yes I am, Blossom.'
She couldn't take it anymore, her sisters weren't going to treat her like a wimp especially not in front of the boys.
'We'll talk about this later.' Bubbles heard the teeth gritting and before she knew it she was walking out of the hall, followed by an amused Boomer.
'So baby blue, are you gonna take that?' She chose to ignore his remarks.
However, she was definitely not going to take anything from her sister, she was not getting denied a date.
Ian was actually cute and she was not letting Blossom ruin a perfect opportunity for her.
Blossom:
'No wonder she hates you.' Brick huffed under his breath, adjusting his hat on his head.
Blossom narrowed her eyes at her counterpart. 'And what, might I ask, is the reason?'
Brick looked at her as if she were the dimmest person in the school, folded his arms and began walking forward.
'She's not a child anymore, obviously she isn't going to like being bossed around.' He stated, in a painfully obvious tone.
'Well nobody asked you so maybe you should keep your suggestions to yourself. And I do not boss her around, whatever I do, I do it for her. You obviously wouldn't know any better, Brick.'
Blossom raged, throwing her hands to her sides, completely forgetting about getting to class.
'Tell that to Bubbles' face.' He chuckled darkly, earning a look of suspicion from blossom.
'I don't have time for this. I have a massive headache and I just want to be done with this day.' Blossom stated, pushing her hair out of her face.
Buttercup:
'Are we really going to detention, eh dyke?'
Buttercup turned around to throw him a serious look.
'I have a couple of other things in mind that I'd rather do with an ass like yours.'
'You're such a pig.' She spoke in a disgusted voice, not wanting to interact with him.
'Buttercup, if it's not too much trouble. Can you please step inside the classroom, it's detention, practically your second home.' She heard the substitute call out to her, gesturing her to enter the empty class room.
'Thanks Selene.' She called out, while moving to the seat farthest away from the teachers desk.
'It's Miss Hymn. Do not let me remind you again.' The teacher threw in an angsty voice, not really interested in what Buttercup was preoccupied with.
'Miss eh? Does that mean you're single?'
Buttercup couldn't help but roll her eyes at the wide eyed teacher who had just begun to notice Butch.
'Young man this is detention. Not a tinder meet up. Now stick to your detention work.'
She snapped, turning around to scribble away at the chalk board.
Buttercup Scrooged hard at the deep blush the teacher was hiding.
She wasn't old, she looked like someone who just got out from high school.
Selene Hymn usually took a short nap in her office which was right outside the room but today she has decided that she would stay in the room.
'Now I suggest you both start working on your essays.' She tapped the board which her nails.
'Oh yeah teach, I've just got one problem.'
Butch raised his hand, making is way towards the teachers table.
He cautiously went very near her, nearly hovering over her as she sank lower into her arm chair.
Buttercup noticed how he slipped some sort of powder in her coffee which Selene hadn't even bothered to look at.
'Hey Selene, don't drink that coffee.' Buttercup began to warn her on the additional value to her drink.
'It's miss Hymn got you buttercup learn to use my name and stick to your own business I don't need a lecture on excessive coffee from you, young woman.' Selene tried too hard to seem older than she really was.
Buttercup rolled her eyes at the smirk butch wore, but she decided to keep quiet about that. Hopefully it was nothing that could kill her.
But what if it was? She wondered if she really should stop her from drinking her coffee.
'I'm sure buttercup's just worried if anything in that coffee is dangerous. I'm sure it's not though.' He smiled calmly, almost too uncharacteristically for him.
Buttercup huffed in response and narrowed her eyes at the boy.
She had two hours in detention, double detention, she corrected herself.
Butch sat opposite to her, his eyes fitted on the clock at the front.
Then he flashed her a smile and held up three fingers. Two fingers. One finger. And bang.
Buttercup snapped her head to look and the teacher who was snoring loudly, her head resting on the teachers' desk.
'Finally.' She saw him stretch and sigh a little loudly than someone normally would.
'You drugged a teacher?' Buttercup shook her head, disproving of his actions.
'Oh come on I thought blossom was the tight ass.' Buttercup rolled her eyes, reminding herself of this mornings incidents.
'Alright, how long is she out for?' Buttercup asked earning a smirk from her counterpart.
'By the time she wakes up detention will be long over.' He walked to the teachers table, emptying the contents of the coffee cup out the window and using his laser to evaporate any signs of remaining liquid from the cup.
'You're not as big of a dumbass as I though.' She frowned walking forward, taking the now spotless coffee mug from him.
'Hear me out now Butterbabe. You and I, ditch this place, it's in both our interest.' He proposed.
She folded her arms over her chest, narrowing her eyes again.
'Ditch and do what?' She asked.
'Since you're babysitting me, why don't you pick.'
Buttercup frowned deeply, she didn't want to leave this room and detention was the last lesson.
Alright, she closed her eyes.
'Alright, fine.' She walked towards the window, looking cautiously at the empty grounds before jumping out and up, followed by the rowdy ruff.
'Yo Butterbabe can we get that.' She saw him point at an ice cream cart.
Buttercup tuned to him in disbelief to see if it was a joke but his eyes were pleadingly wide.
She couldn't believe it.
'What the fuck Butch. I'm not buying you an ice cream.' She spat, not believing that the boy wanted something like that.
'Why not?' She looked at him.
Why would he want ice cream? Unless, he hadn't had it in a while.
Was he really feeling like he's free?
'Alright fine but don't make a habit out of it.'
Buttercup had a hard shell, but she was soft from the inside.
She landed behind the tree accompanying the boy and they walked towards the ice cream cart.
'What'd you want.' She snapped at him, not believing that she ditched detention with a rowdy ruff, just to buy some ice cream.
'Chocolate, yeah that's what I want.' She rolled her eyes at his child like manner.
'Here you go young man.' The ice cream man gave him a generous scoop in a waffle cone, and buttercup paid, obviously.
'Don't you guys get jobs or something?' She asked walking in the park with him.
'For the six months we'll get allowance then after that we'll have to get jobs.' He said enjoying his ice cream too much.
But that made sense, they couldn't be working with the girls chasing them all the time.
'Why the fuck are you staring at my ice cream.'
He narrowed his eyes at her.
'It's not everyday that you see someone as fucking retarded as you getting free ice cream from someone you tried to kill a couple of years back.' She snapped turning away.
'Aww that's just you trying to hide from my boyish charms.'
'Shut up or I'll melt your ice cream.' For a moment the boy looked horrified.
Before managing to shove the whole ice cream scoop in his mouth which ended in him falling to the ground with a brain freeze.
Buttercup's eyes widened at the scene which played in front of her eyes.
A rowdy ruff groveled in pain at her feet, because of brain freeze.
'It's just brain freeze you twat.' She scoffed slightly.
The boy raised his face to reveal a chocolate covered, wide eyed, panting boy with eye brimming with tears.
Buttercup couldn't help herself, she threw a laughter fit, falling to the ground.
'You look so fucking insane right now.'
'Shut up dyke.' The boy wiped his face with a napkin, sitting up next to the girl who was laughing herself mad.
'It wasn't that funny buttercup.' She could see the light blush on his cheeks and a slight pout which he wore.
'Sure it wasn't.' She choked on her laugh, wiping her eyes with her hands.
'Oh shit I forgot. Keane said that she would come and check at the end of detention.' Buttercup facepalmed.
She has almost ten minutes left to get back, the weirdly quiet stroll in the park hadn't seemed like a long time.
'What shit. We didn't do our work.'
It was buttercup's turn to smirk.
'Oh hang on. She gives the same work every week.'
She pulled out two well written essays from her bag and handed one to Butch who looked at her, seemingly impressed.
'Let's get back before my sister finds out and throws a fucking fit.' She sighed, taking off, followed by the boy.
'Yeah same with Brick.'
Buttercup snickered.
'You know Babe, if we could get together and form a team, the school would fall at our knees.'
Butch pulled an arm around her neck at which a laughing buttercup punched him in the arm.
'No chance I'm teaming with you to bring my school down.'
Butch smirked, winking at her.
The reached outside the window, where they saw the doorknob turning.
The both raced to their places, putting on their best acting faces to look surprised when keane turned in and looked curiously between Butch and her.
She collected their work silently and dismissed the chucking duo.
The both of them put on serious faces when they left the classroom, leaving this new found 'alliance' far away.
They saw their siblings standing together in utter silence.
'That's our stop.' Buttercup smirked a little at the comment and rolled her eyes.
'Do we have to walk these pussies home as well.' she scowled.
'Language Buttercup, and yes we do. There would be no point in tailing them in school if we're not doing the same outside of school.'
Blossom looked a bit calmer than she was before.
'And don't get anymore detention.' She added earning a smirk form the rowdy ruff boy standing beside her.
'If you're done pmsing can we go already?' This time it was Boomer who was getting restless, who wouldn't though, standing with three girls who would rather be anywhere else in the world than here.
'Oh don't you start with that-' Buttercup began almost reaching for Boomer's collar before Brick jerked his brother back by the shoulder and cleared his throat.
'Can we please just go before one of us loses a vital body part.'
He remarked, clearly annoyed with Buttercup's short temper.
'Why does Buttercup get away with hitting us. It's hardly fair that we can't hit her back when she does.' Boomer growled, tearing his brothers hand off of his shoulder.
Blossom could feel a vein pop on her forehead.
She took a deep breath and calmed herself down, ignoring Buttercups protests.
'You're right, Boomer. The next time Buttercup attempts at being violent, I'll make sure she gets punished.'
'Ooh, kinky.' Butch spoke over Boomer's winning smirk.
'Why you asshole-' Buttercup raised a fist to hit him with but it was kept down my Blossom's tight grip.
'I mean it Buttercup.' She gritted her teeth.
'I really don't have time for this.' Bubbles intervened.
'Shut up,Bubbles.' Blossom and Buttercup said simultaneously, staring each other down.
'Fine. I'm leaving.' She said as she walked outside the school and took off, distantly followed by her arguing sisters and the three boys.
'I really really hate them sometimes.' She didn't know why she felt tears well up in her eyes but maybe if she went home the quickest and washed her face before anyone saw.
No one would be able to tell.
She increased her speed, her eyes getting blurred with all the tears that streamed down her face.
'Ugh great I can't even see now.' She grumbled, wiping her eyes with her hand.
'Bubbles are you alright?' She could hear Blossoms voice getting closer, and she hated it.
'Of course I'm fine.' She whispered to herself.
Why wouldn't she be fine? She's obviously fine.
'Bubbles slow down a bit.' This time the voice was worried, bubbles felt her stomach churn at that. She didn't need her sister's pity.
She increased her speed, hearing a muffled scream from behind her.
Her sisters ordering her to stop flying that fast but she didn't want to stop.
She closed her eyes again to wipe them.
Bubbles suddenly felt herself being jerked away by her wrist, it was enough force to dislocate a bone. She felt an arm go around her waist and an extremely loud noise screeched it's way to her ears.
The force from the voice was enough to blow a person away as it is, a cold gust of wind adding to it made it extremely difficult for her to stand still if it wasn't for the person holding her and her face shielded like it was.
She stood (floated) still like that for what felt like two whole minutes before the noise ceased and she felt the grip on herself loosen.
Her racing mind slowed down a little as she removed herself from the person to take a look at their face.
'Are you alright?' She heard them say but she was too shocked to even speak.
'BRICK WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY SISTER.'
That was Blossoms voice right then.
Brick was still holding her hands, which he let go of and only then did Bubbles realize that she wasn't balancing herself completely.
'What did I do to her? Saved her. A thank you would be appreciated.' Bubbles saw him cross his arms, a stoic expression plastered over his face.
'Thank you?' Blossom raged against him.
'Thank you Brick.' Bubbles was surprised at how shaken her voice was.
'Bubbles you don't know what you're saying.' Blossom snapped at her.
'I was about to bang in a fucking airplane Blossom. He saved me I think that deserves a thank you, at least.' Bubbles fought back.
Blossom was too arrogant for her own good sometimes.
Bubbles saw her sister bite her lip and narrow her eyes.
'Fine. Thank you Brick.'
Brick smirked in satisfaction.
'BUBBLES I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU.' Buttercup was flying at an alarming rate followed by a stoic Butch.
'You're such a Bitch Bubbles. You wanna end your life that bad? Why don't you just slit your wrist huh? Or is that less dramatic for you?' Buttercup was shouting at the top of her lungs.
Bubbles stood there quietly, her eyes brimming with tears again.
'I'm not trying to kill myself you bitch. It was an accident.' She screamed at her sister.
'Bubbles stop screaming.' Blossom intervened.
'Yeah accident? Like your forty others. The only accident was that you didn't fucking die in that accident and the professor did you fucking retard.' Buttercup raged.
'IM NOT A RETARD. IM NOT. IM NOT. IM NOT.' Bubbles couldn't help herself anymore she didn't know when she was going all she knew was that she had had enough.
'Yo, relax blue. You're acting like a freak right now.' Butch snickered earning an amplified death glare from buttercup and blossom.
'Look girls we do enjoy free entertainment but we're pretty tired right now. So can we continue this desperate housewives discussion tomorrow.' Brick couldn't keep the amusement out of his voice.
Blossom agreed with him and, in silence, the boys were dropped home.
'Why'd you save her Brick?' Butch plopped down on the couch, taking his shoes off.
'Why let a chick get splattered by an airplane?' Butch snickered at that.
'Yeah but she's a power puff, not just any chick.' Boomer pressed, getting a cream soda out of the fridge.
'It doesn't matter who the power puff girls are anymore okay? We're here to live our own lives. They aren't our nemesis anymore. I can't believe we were so fucking stupid.' Brick took his hat off, running a hand through his ginger waves.
'We were kids. Anyways, yeah blue looks insane though. Boomer get me a soda.' Butch called out from across the room.
'She's basic.' Boomer said throwing his brother a can.
'Yeah she's pretty basic but Red has got a fine ass.' Butch replied, getting a chuckle out of his older brother.
'How'd you get Blue to agree on the party thing.' Brick asked boomer, a smirk lining his face.
'Just convinced her I guess. Princess helped.' He said, taking his soda up to his room.
Once Boomer was up in his room, his door locked.
'Pass me that book.' Brick gestures towards the book which sat on the couch, beside his brother.
'Bubbles reminds you of how he used to be or are you just trying to get in her pants.' Butch threw his brother the book.
'Nah, she's pretty basic for that.' Brick laughed.
Bubbles was a lot like what his younger brother used to be a few months ago.
Those weren't the memories brick was looking for.
i dont own own the ppg or rrb.
RnR