The Rowdyruff's Plan in Action

Brick's POV-

Blossom was sleeping over my shoulder, hands and feet tied as I kicked open the door to our little house in the woods. Bubbles had been fussing with Boomer and he was about to blow! Ha! No pun intended! God I'm so damn good! Anyway, he was just pulling on her hair harder when she made him angrier. She was gonna get it bad, like, really bad. No one really knows besides Butch and I, but Boomer is a total sadist. Huge one. That's why the basement is all his, Butch and I don't even want to go downstairs because of that. But I walked up the stairs not giving anyone a second thought, but I looked over the shoulder Blossom wasn't on and said to the boys,

"Walk in my room at all from today to Thursday, I'm gonna beat the shit out of you two." Today was Tuesday. Butch grinned evilly and replied,

"Same to you, and I won't hold back even though I know you'll probably kick my ass." Boomer muttered quietly, but loud enough for us to hear,

"Come in the basement at all this week, even if there's screaming and crying, you'll be next..." After that Boomer opened the door to the basement and dragged Bubbles behind him, locking the door. My eyes went wide and I stared at Butch for a second.

"A whole week... don't have to ask me twice after that... that poor girl..." I said sympathetically.

"Not even I'm that sadistic..." Butch looked at the door and shuddered. I started to walk back up the stairs and I left Butch the first floor to do whatever with Buttercup. I walked into my bedroom and locked the door and blindfolded Blossom, setting her in a chair.

"This'll be fun, won't it doll?" I spoke to a sleeping Blossom, getting excited at the thought that she'll be at my mercy by Thursday...

Butch's POV-

I walked past the kitchen and the staircase to my bedroom and threw Buttercup on my bed, locking my door. I walked up to my bed and laid Buttercup flat on her back, arms down at her sides, and I put my head to her chest, listening for a heartbeat. Steady, and unnerved. I raised her to sit up and I pulled her arms up.

"You're like a life-sized doll, almost freaky, but so pretty." I poked her bottom lip and pulled her shirt over her head. My eyes went wide. 'Huge...' was all I could think. Black and green lacy bra=sexy. I laid her back down, and just stared at her. I poked her tummy and she twitched and the corner of her lip perked. I poked again and she smiled.

"Does that tickle, my sweet Buttercup?" I had my fingers dance across her stomach and her smile grew and she let out little laughs. I smiled and chuckled a little before I stopped and took my shirt off yawning. I walked over to my dresser and pulled out basketball shorts, throwing them on instead of baggy jeans. I moved Buttercup closer to the wall and I laid down next to her, getting ready to sleep, and I decided, her chest was pillows enough so I set my head down and moved her hand to my head. I wrapped my arms around her so if she tried to escape I felt it and tightened it enough for her not to break free. I got Buttercup all to myself. Finally. She's mine, and I don't want to let her go. Her light breathing, and her chest rising and falling as she sleeps, her face making her look younger and peaceful, rather than that menacing glare she looks at me with, I get Buttercup all to myself. I've been waiting for years now, she's mine!

Boomer's POV-

Bubbles was not happy... at all. Walking down the stairs I knew she'd smelt it. She made a disgusted face as soon as she realized something in the room. I ripped the duct tape of her mouth and she groaned in pain for a second then said,

"Do you not clean or something!? It's awful down here!" I laughed and nodded,

"Yeah, I don't clean up after myself, you might even find pizza from a few weeks ago down here." She gagged and when we got to the bottom of the stairs and got on her knees and literally begged me,

"Let me clean this! This is disgusting on so many levels! If you're keeping me down here, I'm cleaning this place!" I shrugged and sighed,

"Why not. But you even think about escaping, your legs won't be working by the time you get to the first step up the stairs, got me?"

"Clear as day, now untie my hands!" I untied her hands and she stood back up, walking over to my mess covered bed and she asked me, "Do you have trash bags?"

"Yeah... somewhere... I'll be right back, there are some upstairs. Don't move a muscle." I walked up the stairs and went under the kitchen sink grabbing the garbage bags. I walked back downstairs locking the door again and I gave Bubbles the bags and walked around picking up all the trash. She was slightly humming while cleaning and I began to fade to sleep on my couch. I slightly heard bags and bags of trash piling up by the stairs as Bubbles got more bags to clean more. It was so boring I just went to bed.

Bubbles POV-

I finished! It was a few hours later and the bed, bedside table, extra room, bathroom, and tables were clean and visible! I looked at Boomer who was asleep on the couch. 'I could escape right now, but it's not that bad now that I cleaned it, and he looks so peaceful...' I lifted his arm that was closest to the couch's back and I cuddled up next to him and I fell asleep too.

Brick's POV-

She was too peaceful to wake up and tie to a chair (even though he already had her tied to the chair, that's besides the point!) I untied her and picked her up bridal style, and tucked her under the blanket on my bed and I pulled one pillow off the bed so I slept on the floor. 'God damn my gentlemanliness...' I became a little red looking at Blossom roll over ever once in a while, the blanket forming her figure, showing her big and small curves. Her hips made me excited, like, really excited just looking at them, much less fantasizing about them bouncing on me. Oh shit... it's up... dammit dammit! What's a turnoff!? Blossom's small chest!? Yeah! ...no, that's sexy too... dammit, I can't do this... I'm going to the bathroom for a minute or two...