PLEASE READ: It's been a while since I posted anything on this site. And I deleted almost half of my stories on my list. I was re-reading them a few days ago, and realized that most of them were complete crap. So I decided, "They shall be gone!" And they did.

Anyways, my brother was kind enough to re-introduce me to my childhood. So this is my first PowerPuff Girl fanfic. Enjoy!

There were times when Buttercup hated herself.

This was one of those times.

It was the Christmas season, the time of year when everyone crams into malls and buys overpriced products until their wallets grumble, the time of year when Bubbles and Boomer become even more attached at the hip, if that was even possible. And at last but not least, it was the time of year when Blossom and Brick's children tone themselves down to a more–God forbid-manageable level because they wanted to be on Santa's 'good list'.

Buttercup huffed at that last thought; the Santa trick could only hold them off for so long, she'd give it another year or less. Blossom's kids, or twins, are both eight-years-old and the only word that can possibly describe them is "terrifying". While they inherited their mother's intelligence and brilliance, the little tykes inherited their father's mischievous and whirlwind nature.

Needless to say, days never got boring at Blossom and Brick's household.

She and Butch are currently at the mall…again, with her sisters and now, brother-in-laws and nephews. To her left, Blossom was arguing with Brendan about something along the lines of, 'No, dear, I'm not buying you a puppy so you can experiment on it! If I knew you were intending to do something so horrible like that I never should've bought you Gilbert!' Brendan whined and muttered something that sounded strangely like, 'Gilbert doesn't mind.' Meanwhile, Brick was chuckling with amusement at his son and lovely wife, while his daughter Beverly was situated on top of his shoulders, tearing at decorations that hung ridiculously low from the ceiling.

To her right, Bubbles and Boomer were cooing at their newborn daughter, Evy. They then looked at each other with such sweetness that Buttercup thought she might get a toothache. Good God, they were going on to their thirty's now, and they still acted like they never surfaced from their honeymoon phase.

Buttercup looked at herself and Butch, and couldn't help but feel depressed. They were also going on to their thirty's now, and they're very happy with their marriage but-

No matter how hard they tried, Buttercup just couldn't bear.

They were running out of time, or at least, Buttercup thought they were running out of time; pregnancies can only happen in a specific time period in a woman's life, if she's not able to bear before she hit forty then-

Butch brought her out of her thoughts, "Hey babe, we're taking a break now." He whispered into her ear. Buttercup blinked and realized that the other two families had already sat down at the food court and were giving her funny looks. Blossom, being more perceptive, was giving her a more suspicious glance that said, 'What are you thinking about?'

"Buttercup, are you okay?" She voiced her opinions, bouncing Beverly up and down on her lap.

Buttercup stuttered, "Uh, y-yeah. A bit hungry though. Hey twerp, wanna get some fries? Super-sized and with extra barbeque sauce." She smiled and motioned for Brendan to come with her as a distraction. The boy whooped with joy and ran after his auntie to Burger King.

She couldn't even bring herself to look at Butch as she ran past him, because she knew that Butch knew she was flat out lying to Blossom. And he was most likely giving her that look that says, 'Nice try, sweetheart, but you still suck at lying. So tell me. Now.'

Damn deceptively perceptive husbands.

Brick only now realized that his son was gone and immediately panicked. "Who the hell took off with my kid?" His voice, supersonic and all thanks to his powers, boomed throughout the food court. People stopped what they were doing and blinked owlishly at him. Some going so far as to drop their trays in fright. Evy became startled and started tearing up, sending Bubbles and Boomer into 'worried parent mode'. Boomer glared at his brother and silently promised him pain afterwards. Being Brick, the redhead didn't notice.

Blossom sighed and rolled her eyes. "Honey, Brendan went with Buttercup to get food. Now stop scaring the innocent people and calm down."

Blinking sheepishly, Brick sat back down, but realized that people were still staring him oddly, so he barked at them to "quit staring and go mind their own business". The customers immediately got back to what they were doing before.

Yes, Brick made a great leader. Indeed.

Going back to Buttercup's problem, Blossom looked inquisitively at Butch. "Has Buttercup always been a little absentminded these days?"

"…Yeah." Butch leaned sadly against a wall. "And I think I know what she's thinking about…"

To Be Continued..