Me: *goes to the RRB* Hey guys is it ok if I write a new story about y'all.
Brick: Hey, yo girls there's another author wanting to write a story about us.
*PPG walks over*
Blossom: Are we really that popular?
Bubbles: I don't care, but I do want to see this story she has.
Boomer: I agree with her.
Butch: I wonder why? *Smirks*
Boomer: want me to wipe that smirk off your face.
Butch: Go ahead little brother I need a laugh
Brick: Both of you calm down right now, I want to get on with the story.
Both: Fine
Me: I do not own PPG or RRB. All rights belong to their rightful owners. I just own the plot.
PS at the beginning they are all 12 years old.
*Chapter 1: The Recruitment*
POV Blossom
I punched Brick as hard I could sending him plunging towards the earth. I had beat him once again, but I'm fearing each time they get stronger. I must admit it's getting harder and hard to beat them.
The hot summer sun shined down on us. I looked over to my older and younger sister still battling with their counterparts. With their leader down, it is only a matter of time before they fail as well. Right when I thought it Butch was the next to fail. Soon after Boomer failed. "Our work here is done girls lets go home." I told my sisters. We took off leaving our signature colors on the sky.
"Those boy never learn" Buttercup said while we were high in the air. As we go closer to our house we noticed at least ten slick black Dodge Chargers and men in black suits surrounding the area. My heart sped up in the possibility that the Professor might be in trouble for our creation. I decided on keeping my mouth shut. If I were to tell my sisters, they would start panicking.
"Um Blossom what's going on?" Bubbles stated while fidgeting with her fingers as we descended to the house. When we arrived to the house, one of the guys in suits approached us.
"Ms. Blossom Utonium, Ms. Bubbles Utonium, and Ms. Buttercup Utonium, I am Agent Moore please follow me." We followed Agent Moore inside our house. Once inside everyone seemed to move out of his way. We followed him into the study in the house; the room was made for whenever we have a briefing and/or debriefing meeting with the mayor. Today, along with the Professor, sat a man at the end of the table who looked around his fifties with a short, but white beard.
"Welcome ladies, I am Agent Ro and I am head of the CIA. Have a seat." We quickly took a seat. "I have come here today because I heard about you girls all the way to D.C. and I would like to offer you an opportunity. We have a special academy young girls such as yourselves. Well you would be the first to be superhuman, but we have many talented ladies. You have assets that would be of great benefit for our country. Before I tell you more about the school, I would need an answer. So what do you say girls?" We all look at each other, then at the professor: our dad.
"Can we have some privacy to discuss this with our father?" Being the leader of the team I knew I would be the spokesperson.
"Very well." With that he got up and out the room.
"Dad, what do you think?" Bubbles said with a small voice.
"Girls this is a great opportunity, but I won't force you to do anything you don't want to."
"So what do you think girls?" I asked I wanted to get everyone's opinion
"I'm in" Buttercup sounding too excited
"I don't mind" Bubbles said nonchalantly
"Ok" I went to call in Agent Ro. He took back the seat he was in.
"So what is it going to be girls?"
"I guess we are switching schools girls" I spoke up
"Great. Ok then. The school is located in a small town down in Texas called Meadow Woods. Madame Cortez Institute for Young Ladies is the name of the boarding school; it houses girls between the ages of twelve to eighteen. There you will be trained by CIA to be the best of all spies. Apart from having combat, ballistics, hacking, assassination (only of last resort), and undercover training, you will also have advanced core classes with different types of arts and etiquette training classes. As you get older and enter third year, which would translate to ninth grade, you will have some co-ed classes with the male students from Hawthorne's Institute for Young Men down the road. As well as doing mock ops. At the beginning we have a big bash, but you'll learn about that later. There will also be banquets in which you will participate with the Hawthorne boys. Once you enter your fifth year, depending on the advancement you have made you will be able to start going out on the field and do minor missions for us partnering with the Hawthorne boys. Starting this fall you girls are officially Lady Panthers. We will take care of the transfer and expenses. All I would need is for Dr. Utonium to sign a few papers and you girls will start school this fall. Also the school has a dress code, but they let the girls to colors they want to use. So is there any colors you would like for me to request? You can choose up to three colors"
"I would like mine to be magenta, fuchsia, and baby pink" I gave him my favorite colors.
"Can mine be lime green, chartreuse, and black?" Buttercup said excitedly giving her colors.
"I want sky blue, turquoise, and tiffany blue if that's ok" my little sister said a little shy.
"Ok got it you girls are dismissed." Said Agent Ro with a smile
POV Brick
*The Next Day*
12345 12345 12345 I had to keep up with the beat 12345. Although the punching bags are stationary they help with agility 12345. Butch did bench presses while Boomer worked on strengthening his legs 12345. Our gym is special it contained more weights than any other gym reason being regular weights were too easy for us since we had super strength 12345. I loved having a gym in our house 12345. Since Mojo nor HIM were ever much of a parent, we learned to take care of ourselves. Eventually we became too much to handle and so they bought us a place of our own 12345. They pay all our expenses so I'm not complaining. I know what you're thinking, how can twelve year olds be living by themselves? Well like I said earlier we learned to take care of ourselves.12345.
*Ding Dong*
12235. Damn it I lost my beat. "I'll get it" I want to know who and why they are here breaking my concentration. As I open the door a man who looked around his fifties with a short white beard surrounded with men in suits were at the other side. "aww fuck"
My older and younger brothers came up "Brick who's at the… door?" they came at a complete stop upon seeing the men. "Shit" they exclaimed in unison.
The man chuckle "Don't fret boys you're not in trouble. I come here with a proposition. I will get right to the point if you will let us in." I was actually kind of curious of what this man had to say.
"Come in" while they walked in I was yanked to the side by Butch.
"Dude, the fuck! Did you forget about our weed downstairs?" he whispered angrily
"Correction your weed" I turned back to the man "House rules: you will not touch or move anything and everyone stays in the first floor unless we give them permission to go somewhere."
"Got it now would you boys happen to have a study we can talk in private"
"Right this way" We lead him to our old study that we haven't used ever since Mojo one day stopped coming; HIM never cared to visit. We took our seats.
"Let me get right to the point how would you guys like to kill people legally."
"We're listening."
"There's a school for young men that excel in combat and surviving skills. You meet every qualification to be admitted. We will train you till we feel the time is right to send you out. I have seen footage of you boys and you have serious potential. Before I can tell you anything more about the school I need an answer."
"Eh I don't know" I looked over to my brothers that agreed with a nod.
"We have a gourmet chef that cooks every meal."
"What the hell do we have to loose, we're in."
"Good. The school you will be attending is called Hawthorne's Institute for Young Men…"
Buttercup POV
*3 years later*
Today we finally get to meet the boys that will be our partners for the remainder of the year. I looked over my lime green plaid skirt with matching blazer with the white lining and the crisp white blouse and tie, and sit on my bed criss crossed pouting. "Oh come on BC it has been three years. You cannot still not like skirts." My blonde sister directed at me.
At thirteen Mother Nature started to bless, and curse, my sisters through puberty. I say curse because come on when it's that time of the month apart from the regular PMS, we have to deal with our powers going haywire. For example, if Blossom was to sneeze the entire room would be covered in frost. Bubbles would start floating at random moments. As for me, well let's just say you didn't want to piss me off. Good news is that our dad was contacted immediately and created a special pill that helps us gain control again and with time we won't need it. I say blessed because every year our curves are more and more defined. However, there are some differences between us. Blossom boobs are usually bigger than Bubbles and I. Bubbles has the legs. I have the hips and butt. Blossom stopped wearing her humongous bow and had her hair straight most of the time, but she still has it very long to where it reaches her butt. Bubbles on the other hand leaves her hair short at shoulder length and curly. I started to leave my hair grow to where it reached my lower back and my hair in tight curls.
"I'm starting to and that's really scary" I responded to my bubbly sister.
"Sweetie it's ok to admit that and it's nothing to be ashamed of"
"So are y'all ready to meet boys today" our red headed ask as she was coming of the bathroom. Since we've been in Texas for three years, the southern way of speaking was rubbing off of us.
"Ecstatic" I responded sarcastically
"Oh come on be happy we get to talk to boys who know this is a spy school and not some rich all-girls school full of stuck up girls. They will actually have the balls to talk to us." Bubble went on excitingly.
"Plus we have the big bash where we get introduced to them tonight which equates to fun. Plus we're performing. Dean Tasley hand pick us for the performance so we cannot disappoint her. We also get to see the top picks of the Hawthorne boys." The Dean only picks the best of the best which, to my dismay, are my sisters and I. We sing, we dance, we know how to play any instrument, and were smart.
"Oh My Gosh it's seven already we're going to be late to breakfast. Come on girls."
*Later That Day*
"THEY ARE HERE!" Melorey yelled as a row of slick black cars pull up. All the third year girls smoothed out their outfits and fixed their makeup. We heard the chatter of boys getting a seat. Meanwhile we were backstage preparing for the showcase. We were sparkling all over the place thanks to Bubbles outfits design for our performance. Being the only one against the whole glitter, I lost.
"Announcing the best of third year girls. The one the only the Powerpuff Girls."
That's our cue. The music started, the lights dimmed, and spotlight was on us. We are going to sing Move by Little Mix.
[All:]
Mmh [x4] (ah) Mmh (ah) Mmh [repeats]
[Blossom:]
Hey baby (mmh [x12])
Tell me your name
I got a fever for you
I just can't explain
But there's just one problem
I'm a bit old school
When it comes to lovin'
I ain't chasing you
Ain't waiting
I'm on a roll
You've got to let yourself go
[Bubbles:]
Oh (talk to me)
You know that I've been waiting for you (and I noticed you, too)
Don't leave me standing all by myself (I won't leave you standing all alone)
'Cause I ain't looking at no one else (oh, baby)
[Buttercup:]
Hey,
Get your back off the wall
Don't you get comfortable
Looking so hot,
I think that I might fall (woo!)
Feeling like it's my birthday
Like Christmas day came early
Just what I want
So when we move
You move
[All:]
Hey
Get your back off the wall
Don't you get comfortable
Looking so hot
I think that I might fall
Feeling like it's my birthday
Like Christmas day came early
Just what I want
So when we move
You move
[Blossom:]
Oh silly
Why you afraid?
Don't be a big baby
Quit playing games
And put your arms around me
You know what to do
And we can take it down low
[Bubbles:]
Oh
You know that I've been waiting for you (for you!)
Don't leave me standing all by myself (myself!)
Cause I ain't looking at no one else (looking at no one else, looking at no one else)
(hey yeah oh)
Hey
Get your back off the wall
Don't you get comfortable
Looking so hot
I think that I might fall
Feeling like it's my birthday
Like Christmas day came early
Just what I want
So when we move
You move
Get your back off the wall
Don't you get comfortable
Looking so hot (yeah!)
I think that I might fall
Feeling like it's my birthday
Like Christmas day came early (early! Yeah)
Just what I want
So when we move
You move
[Buttercup:]
I know that you wanna
But you can't cause you gotta
Stay cool in the corner
When the truth is that you wanna move
So move
I know that you wanna
But you can't cause you gotta
Stay cool in the corner
When the truth is that you wanna move
So move
[All:]
Move it baby, oh!
You know that I've been waiting for you (ooh!)
Don't leave me standing all by myself
Cause I ain't looking at no one else
Looking at no one else
Looking at no one else
Hey! Hey!
I'm ready, hey!
Boy come and get me
Don't be scared
Show me what you do
Don't you know a girl
Like a boy who moves?
Hey! Hey!
I'm ready, hey!
Boy come and get me
Don't be scared
Show me what you do
Don't you know a girl
Like a boy who moves?
Hey,
Get your back off the wall
Don't you get comfortable
Looking so hot
I think that I might fall
Feeling like it's my birthday
Like Christmas day came early
Just what I want
So when we move
You move
Hey! Hey! I'm ready, hey!
Boy come and get me
Don't be scared
Show me what you do
Don't you know a girl
Like a boy who moves!
As we finished the song, we bowed to our cheering and hooting crowd. We looked down to see the three boys that had moved up from the back. Only to see boys, that we hadn't seen in three years, with a smirk on their face. It was none other than The Rowdyruff Boys.
Me: So what do you guys think?
All: Keep going!
Me: Ok *happy dance*
Bubbles: So please review and comment you guys
Me: Thanks loves
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