Perfect Stranger
Chapter 5
Playing Nurse
Disclaimer: I do not own The Powerpuff Girls. But I do own the plot/story line because I made that up with my brain. No copyright intended.
When I get back home I see Blade swinging on the porch swing playing with my car keys, when he sees me he smiles but when he sees my frown his smile faulters.
"Hey, what's wrong?" he asked me as I fly Blossom in the house.
I set her down on her bed and Blaze does the same to Buttercup. I came back downstairs and grabbed my keys from him.
"Ask him." I said cranky pointing my finger at Blaze as I went to my car and got out the bags.
Blaster being the conciderate gentlemen he is helped me with the bags, we flew up to their room. I dropped the bags, and Blade and Blaze came in.
"What did you do to her now?" Blade asked Blaze.
"Nothing." Blaze said sorting through the bags.
"Your kidding me right?" I asked him leaning on one side, arms crossed over my chest.
"You called me 'my girl' when the hell did I become 'your girl'?" I asked.
"I'm sorry I called you that, but it's just I didn't like the way he was touching you." Blaze defended.
"Oh so you don't like other guys touching me?" I asked, then I walked over to Blaster and made him touch and pat my head.
Then I grabbed his arms and made him hug me from behind, "Look, he's touching me oh-no." I said sarcastic then dropped his arms.
Then like a snap of the fingers I'm pinned to the wall by Blaze. My eyes widen a little.
"I said I didn't like the way he was touching you. Not just I didn't like him touching you, the way he was." he said firm.
He looked into my eyes making sure I get what he meant then he walked away. I sigh and walk numbly passed Blade and Blaster and go to my room. I closed my door and slid down it. What is wrong with me? I can't possibly like-like this guy, I've only known him for one full day. But why did I blush like crazy when he was really close to me? Why do I get those stupid butterflies in my stomach when he does the littlest things, like smile?
Alright that's it, I may just be falling for a guy I don't really know and he may not be all good. Well, I am attracted to bad boys, maybe it's fate or something. I wipe away the stray tears that fell, I stand back up and go to my bathroom. I take off what's left of my tank top, and look at the cut across my stomach. I wince a little when I poke it. I sigh then bend down and get the peroxide and cotton balls from the cabinet under the sink.
I dab the peroxide on the cut, and bite my lip at the sting.
"Hurts that bad, Bubbly?" a voice asks.
I turn and there he is smirking, he obviously likes what he sees. The peroxide bottle slips, and it spills on my cut, I hiss.
"Ugh! What the hell do you want?" I snap at Butch as I bend down to soak up the spilled liquid and I screw the cap on what's left of the peroxide, and put that and the cotton balls away.
Butch helps me, which is weird. I stand back up and put the soaked towel in the laundry basket, I get a wash cloth from my towel closet. I wet it in warm water, and dab at my cut.
"Well, Brick sent me to get you." he said watching me.
"Oh, goodie. What does he want?" I ask.
"He wants you to dress his burn." he said shrugging.
"What? Why can't he do it himself, or one of you do it?" I ask.
"Because he can't do it himself, his right side is his domaint side which just happens to be the side the burn is on, and he can't move it. Plus he's too stubborn to try with his left arm, Boomer tried to, he poured peroxide on it-" he said but I cut him off.
"Boomer put peroxide on a burn? God, how stupid can he be?" I asked.
Butch smirked, "And I'm not gonna do it cause I don't know what to do, but you do. So c'mon Bubbly, time for you to play nurse." he said.
I sighed, "Alright just hold on." I said, and got gause and finished dressing my wound.
I got to my dresser and pulled out a T-Shirt that said, 'Haters Love Me'.
"A shirt isn't neccisarry." Butch said pulling my hips to his, hands on my butt.
I scoweled at him, and put my shirt on anyway, he didn't let me go, held me in place the whole time.
"Butch, let me go." I said.
He only smirked, "I didn't know you had a beauty mark right there." he said poking the beauty mark on my chest.
"Yeah, there's a reason for that, you perv." I said swatting his hand away.
I stepped away from him, "C'mon I want to get this over with." I said flying out my window.
Butch followed. He pulled me to him and carried me bridal side.
"Hey! I'm capable of flying on my own!" I yell at him.
"Hush up." he said.
I pouted and crossed my arms over my chest. He chuckled at me.
"Brick, I brought the princess." Butch said still carring me as we walked into the rather messy living room.
Brick let out a hiss, "Damn you, Boomer!" he yelled.
"Put me down." I told Butch, he rolled his eyes but put me down.
"Brick, are you alright?" I ask coming in the kitchen.
Boomer snarls at me, Brick smirks and comes over to hug me, he picked me up and spun me around. When he put me down he winced a little.
"Hey, princess." he said.
I frowned at him then looked back to Butch who's leaning against the wall.
"Can't move his right arm, huh?" I say glaring at him.
He only smirks and chuckles.
"Well you seem fine enough. I'm going home." I said then turned to go.
"No, please don't. I'd rather you dress it than Boomer, your more gentle than him and you know what your doing." Brick said holding my hand.
"Fine, I'll help. But this changes nothing, got it." I said firmly.
He nodded. I sighed, "Sit down and take off your shirt." I said. He smirked but did what I asked.
"I need a wash cloth." I told him, Boomer said he'd get it.
He came back and handed it to me, I mumbled a thanks. I waited until the water was hot, but not to hot and not too warm. I ringed it out and walked over to him, I took his arms in my hand.
He basically got hit where I got hit but most of it is on his shoulder.
"This may sting a little." I said then put the wash cloth on it, he hissed a little.
"Do you have AfterBurn cream?" I asked him and his brothers.
"No." Brick said.
I sighed, I reached in my back pocket and got out the last 5 dollars I had on me.
"Butch, can you please run and get some?" I asked handing him the money.
"Sure, princess." he said taking it then leaving.
"Why does he always call me princess?" I wonder a loud, dabbing Brick's shoulder.
"Beacause that's what you are, Princess." Boomer sneered at me.
I glared at him and stood up, my mid-section is in Brick's face but I don't care right now.
"I am not a princess, anything but. And what the hell is you problem with me? Just because your my counterpart and we're supposed to despise each other doesn't mean you get to treat me like a nothing. At least I treat you with enough respect, that you so do not deserve, but I do it anyway because that's what I do. I love unconditionally without thinking. I could have said no to helping Brick, but I didn't because I like to help those in need even if it's a supposed villian. So get over yourself and treat me like any one else, it's only fair." I told him my voice rising into a yell.
Butch walked in, and handed me a bag and chance.
"Thanks, you can keep the change." I said.
I get the AfterBurn cream out and put a little on my finger, I rubbed it on Brick's shoulder and arm in gentle circles.
I knelt down and got the end of his arm because I so do not feel like getting my butt checked out by Brick and Butch when I bend down. I so should have changed into pants.
"There all done. Good as new. You'll want to keep applying this at least once a week or so. Well, bye." I said giving Brick the cream and turning to go.
He stopped me by hugging me from behind. "Thanks, Bubbles." he said sincerly.
"Your welcome." I said then I walked out the house and flew home.
Brick being sincere, it's uncharted territory. I fly through my window and very quietly shutting the window behind me.
"Where were you?" a voice asks from behind me.
I jump and turn around to find the boys with their arms crossed over their chest narrowing their eyes at me. I've been caught. Damn it.