Ok guys, just because it was summer, didn't mean I had time to update! Life is busy! And I was re-reading the story and in chapter 6 (or was it 5?) I saw there was a bunch of Blanks like "It was ." or "You met , but not 's Brother" I was really confused, but I guess thats fanfcition for you! What was suppose to go in those blanks is the name "Mister Handsome" If that doesn't show up, BLAME FANFICTION! If it does, you can go back and put it back in! XD. Sorry for the long update, again!
Betsie just arrived at school, still upset about her brothers. She didn't even want to come today if she had to keep going to school. But her brothers are jerks, so she'll suck it up and NEVER TALK TO THEM AGAIN! She was so upset about her brothers and making personal promises in her head, she didn't hear Buttercup or Bubbles giggling just around the corner as Betsie opened her locker.
When Betsie opened her locker, confeitie and colorful paper and a cut out picture of a clown making a scary face popped out all at once. "AAAAAAAAAHHHH!" Betsie yelled out, jumping back, almost flying. Then the invitation came out from behind the clown's face. She picked it up, it read:
You are invited to the Powerpuff girls' house for a sleep over!
And a bunch of silly drawings made by Bubbles, like pillows, snacks, bunnies and a rainbow. Buttercup and Bubbles jumped next to Betsie, on either side of her. She jumped again, surprised.
"SO! you coming?" Bubbles asked.
"Didja like my prank?!" Buttercup asked. Betsie looked to Bubbles and then looked at Buttercup, and then looked at the clown jetting out of her locker making a scary face, then just around her where people were walking away or still looking at the prank in her locker, then she looked back at the scary clown. Then she started crying. Bubbles and Buttercup both looked taken aback.
"B-betsie! What's wrong!" Buttercup asked.
"Y-your make-up!" Bubbles said concerned.
"I'm sorry, it's just my bwoders and den i told dem i wuz kiss'd buh dey didn't car, so bi diddble waddah go duh sccoooooool! buh den dis scary clown in meh locker an buddle in ah HATE CLOWNS!" She bawled.
"What?" They both asked. They saw other people were starting to stare and make a scene, so they nodded to each other and picked one arm from either side and carried her to the girl's bathroom. Bubbles kicked her locker closed on the way. When they got in, they seated her on the counter.
"Everyone out!" buttercup yelled into the bathroom. There were mutiple flushes before girls ran out. One even stopped to wash her hands.
"NOW!" She yelled at her. The girl yelped and ran out. Buttercup took paper towels and started dabbing Betsie's eyes.
"Calm down, stop crying." Buttercup said, softly. Betsie eventually stopped and looked at them with puffy eyes.
"Sorry..." She mumbled. "I embarrassed you guys even tho you were doing something nice. It's just that, I was kinda emotional." Buttercup finished wiping away the tears and the run away make-up. But it lightly smeared in her cheeks. Bubbles took out a bottle and a compowder, shaped in a heart, out of her bag.
"You wanna tell us about it?" Bubbles said, taking a paper towel and putting some of the content of the bottle on it, and wiping away the smeared make-up.
"Well, yesterday, after Jake pulled me out of the Lunchroom, he kissed me." Betsie said, then slightly gagged at the thought.
"Really?" Buttercup said, surprised.
"Eeee!" Bubbles squealed, happy for her.
"No, no, I definately didn't want to kiss him." Betsie said, stopping Bubbles excitment.
"Oh." She said, a bit embarrassed. She took out a brush and started re-applying her blush.
"Anyways, after that, Adam came out and he was like, 'Dude!' and started fighting with Jake. I don't know, if I wasn't so embarrassed, I would have done that myself." Betsie continued.
"Adam? Fighting Jake? Woah." Buttercup thought.
"It wasn't very... fight-y, the alley was pretty small." Betsie put it, closing one eye, so Bubbles could add the mascara, and eye shadow.
"After that, I went home, hoping my brothers would understand and let me hide in my room forver, and don't go to school again. But instead, they just started laughing at me because it was my first kiss! They didn't even consider my feelings about it!" She huffed. "And I hate clowns and that picture didn't help me get over that phobia!" She concluded. By this time, Bubbles finished applying her make-up.
"Aw!" Bubbles said, pulling her in for a hug. Buttercup took to the other side.
"Its ok. Are you mad at Jake or Adam?" Buttercup asked.
"Adam, no. Jake, very! I don't want to see him, or his brother today. But I'm going to see BOTH of them, apparently." Betsie thought of 3rd period and lunch.
"It's ok! So the sleepover is tommorow night, do you have a cutie night gown?" Bubbles asked. Betsie's eyes widen.
"Oh, no..." She groaned.
"Oh, ok! We can go shopping for one after school, kay?" Bubbles said.
"Erh..." Betsie groaned. The bell rang, and Bubbles interlocked arms with her.
"To first period!" Bubbles said.
Betsie didn't know how she did it, it took some work on her hand, but in 3rd period she had avoided Jake's arrogant, annoying brother, and Blossom's bad side. Everytime she saw the hungry look in his eyes, or he's approaching, She'd get up and ask the teacher something random because this is what Boomer learned that day.
To teachers, NO QUESTION IS STUPID
Like, what? Thats crazy, but it helped. Better than his brothers where every question was stupid. At lunch, Bubbles didn't drag Betsie away to her table. Betsie sat in with Adam, Jason, and Tyler. Jake smartly sat somewhere else.
"Hey guys." Betsie said. Tyler slid a camera to her.
"Please, please, PLEASE take pictures of Bubbles during a pillow fight!" He pleaded. Betsie hung her mouth open. But then she realized that she was actually going to a sleepover. With girls. In skimpy nighties. Probably playing tag while jumping on the bed or whatever crap it is girls do. The Boomer side of her began day dreaming when hands clapped over her face.
"huh?!" She exclaimed.
"Will ya?" Tyler asked.
"Uh, yea, sure." She said, taking the carmera.
"Thank you!" He sighed with relief.
"Buttercup almost beat me to a pulp when I asked her! You're a much nicer tomboy!" Jason said. She gave a quick realistic girly giggle before shrugging.
=That night=
After Bubbles dragged her to the mall, and Betsie chose the first blue night wear in her sight to save time, she got home to what she now called the Demon Hole. Population: 2. She opened the door and was dragged over to the wall by a very mad Brick. She was shoved againsts the wall and then shoved Brick's hands off her.
"What? That hurt!" She pouted. She started to rub her back, as Brick rolled his eyes. He hated being tough to Boomer when he was dressed like this. He could never take him seriously, it was like raping a girl. He pinched his arm and let the device fall to the floor, ignored.
"Ow!" Boomer's voice rang out.
"Why'd you turn off your phone?" Brick scolded.
"Why not?" He snided back.
"So we can keep in contact?! Dammit, Boomer I was-" He cut himself before he said worried. He wasn't worried. "I thought you got caught, kay? This phone isn't a damn privilege, its a right. Use it!" He said, taking the phone from his bookbag side pocket.
"Brick!" Boomer whined. He kicked the wall and went upstairs. He came down soon after with his Betsie stuff still on, with a nike sac slung over his sholder, wearing a blue college hoodie and pajama pants sporting out from underneath the shirt. He was looking around the wall where Brick pinched the device off his arm, while Butch watched him from the couch.
"hmm... booms?" He asked. Boomer turned around to him, and crossed his arms, all huffy.
"What?" He asked in a quiet voice. It sounded high pitch enough for Butch to think he still had the chip.
"What're you doing?" He asked.
"I'm looking for the god damn chip Brick pinched off my god damn arm so god damn hard." He mumbled, kicking around some shoes that were left behind at the door. He bended down and picked it up.
"What? You don't have it on?" He asked, surprised.
"No." He moaned, and opened the door.
"Boomer, where do you think you're going?" Brick asked, coming down the stairs. Boomer sighed and closed the door.
"I'm leaving to Bubbles' house." He said.
"Wh...why?" Brick asked.
"For... a... sleepover." He sighed.
"Why weren't we told of this?" Brick asked.
"Cuz my phone was off." He replied almost mockingly. Brick sighed exassperated.
"Why didn't you turn it back on to tell us?" Brick said, calmly angry.
"Cuz I wasn't talking to you! I'm leaving!" Boomer snapped. Brick zipped over to the door and closed it before Boomer could step around it.
"Why... aren't you talking to us?" Brick said, actually calm this time. Boomer noted this and decided to tell him since he was the understanding brother right now.
"You guys... You guys are jerks. I get kissed by a guy, and I know the request of just shutting down the whole mission just on account of me was a little ridiculous, but a day home from school and understanding brothers would have been nice. You just told me to suck balls and deal and Butch just laughed in my face for it being my first kiss." Boomer explained.
Brick sighed. "I told you to grow balls, not suck 'em." He said, knowing they were a bit rude to him. "But, sorry, kay? Don't come crying to me when i'm in a bad anymore, kay? try... a diary." Brick joked. Boomer nudged him, a slight smile tugging his lips. Brick turned expectedly to Butch and Boomer also looked at him. He got a bit startled at the sudden gazes as if just tuning into the conversation.
"What?" He snapped.
"Apologize."
"Ha!" Butch laughed at Brick's request. Boomer's face fell, and Butch noticed. He's been noticing alot of things about Boomer whenever he has that make-up on. Boomer's eyebrows went up sligtly creating slight wrinkles on the forehead of his boyish face, and his lip turned slightly into a lip glossed pout. Brick was about to give a speech about Boomer being his brother and how they should nice at least once every blue moon, when Butch muffled out a, "Sorry."
Boomer's face lifted and he brought in his two brothers for hugs.
"Thanks guys! You guys are the best! Sorry I didn't tell you earlier about the slumber party." Boomer said.
"Whatever, we know now." Brick said. "Now the main thing for you to do is get there and keep us updated" Boomer nodded, and headed for the door.
"Wish me luck!" Boomer said waryly. Then he was out the door.
Oh! Boomer's first Sleepover! with girls! Who knows what kind of Mischeif is running through my head for the next chapter! Hope you guys like this slightly unexceptable chapter! ;D