Hi again! If you didn't like what I did to change it, I'm really really really sorry :/ I'm trying to write as fast as I can and sometimes ideas just came to me and yeah. Also, I lost some parts of my story so I had to fill in the blanks.
Disclaimer: Please, if I owned the Powerpuff Girls, the series would be showing more of their teenage years and they would have real fingers and other body parts, and maybe love triangles too...
Also, tremendous thanks to MiyakoWulfie for beta-ing my story:) I love your stories! Thank you!
Enjoy!
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"Please? Please? Please?"
That was all Butch had been hearing for the past hour. He mentally groaned, just because Boomer broke his fragile little hand didn't mean that he had to substitute for him. "Bro, why can't you just sing without the guitar, you know, like normal singers?"
Boomer had insisted, "But it'll ruin the effect!"
Butch snorted, what effect? It was bad enough that he and Blossom dragged him to the concert, but now he had to help him? He was a busy man, he had things to do. Like...er...you know what, scratch that. He just didn't want to go to some lame a** concert that was hosted by his brother and his brother's band.
Just as Butch was about to tell Boomer this and calmly refuse his offer, Blossom came down the stairs. All hope is lost, he thought inwardly. All Boomer has to do is pout his lips and widen his little puppy eyes and Blossom'll do anything he wants. He eyed the door, slowly inching towards it as Blossom turned to Boomer.
"Hey Boomer, your hand okay?"
Oh great, here it comes. Butch started inching faster. "Yeah, but I would feel better if Butch could go on stage and perform in place for me, because that's what dear brothers do."
Blossom hesitated, "I don't know Booms... Butch and I were going to go out and watch a movie. It's been out for a week now and we've been waiting a long time to see it." Butch cheered; leave it to flesh-eating zombies to save the day!
Boomer started to pout his lip, "But Blossom, you know today's my last concert before we quit because of that mission that you signed us up for! The least you could do is have Butch play for me."
Blossom did look guilty, which was a rare sight that Butch would have loved to snap a PICTURE of. Sadly, this was not the time, he mused. She sighed, "When is it again?"
Boomer grinned. Hook, line and sinker. "In three hours."
Damn it, Butch winced. He could already see Blossom's head formulating a plan for their schedule for tonight. Even he could tell that they had enough time to watch the movie and come back to go to Boomer's concert.
She relented, "Alright, but you have to wash the dishes for a week."
"What!" Butch squawked, "You can't just say that! If I'm going up there to perform, then it better be of my own free will."
"Too bad." Blossom and Boomer chimed together.
"...No."
Boomer jutted out his bottom lip and widened his eyes. Oh yeah, Butch was also a sucker for that face, too.
"Okay, fine! But you have to get me that signed skateboard from the shop." Boomer nodded his head like crazy. Blossom looked satisfied as she grabbed Butch and ran out of the house, yelling something along the lines of "we'll be back in time for your concert" and "meet us there".
Boomer shrugged, and then he cracked a smirk. Sure he could have let the Chemical X heal his broken hand, but what was the fun in that. Especially since they'll be transferring to Townsville High instead. Why not have a little fun with his older brother? It was so worth the chores that he was never going to do and the hundred dollars for the skateboard. Just wait until Butch realizes what song he would be singing...
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He peered through the crowd; he couldn't see Butch or Blossom anywhere. No redheads or green-eyed brothers anywhere. Maybe they didn't come, no of course they came. He impatiently checked his watch; great, there were ten minutes until the concert began. Looking around again, he almost cheered when Butch and Blossom squeezed through the cluster of people.
"You never told us it would be this crowded, Boomer! And you also never told us that the concert would be in Vilestown, which is right beside Townsville." Blossom bit out, as she tugged the chain of her shorts away from the crowd which it had apparently got hooked onto.
Boomer rolled his eyes, talking to his sister while pulling Butch towards the change room, "Yeah, low profiles and all. But this is a concert very late at night. I don't think those goodie-goodies would be here. And they don't know what we look like so they won't even be able to, you know, hurt us." Blossom sighed.
"Wait, I don't know what song I'm singing, it's only one right? That was the deal."
Boomer grinned maliciously; he leaned over and whispered into his ear. Blossom watched unamused as Butch paled and winced. She pulled the stress ball out of her pink tote and handed it to Butch and waited as he squeezed it until it broke. Then she reached into her tote again and handed Butch a tissue to clean up the mess.
"Come on Butch," Boomer snickered, "it's only one song, remember?"
"Butch; stand down." Blossom warned, sensing that her black-haired brother was extremely close to tackling Boomer into the depths of Him's underground hell, or whatever it was.
Butch grumbled and protested but listened nonetheless, knowing that Blossom could, and probably would, do some freaky mind s*** if he didn't listen.
"...Pass me the mic."
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Mar 26"Boomer, I think I left my phone in the back room." Blossom rummaged through the pockets of her cuffed jeans. "Wait here, I have to go grab it."
Boomer nodded as she walked towards the backroom. As he waited for her to come back, he saw a gorgeous golden-haired girl with the prettiest shade of sapphire eyes. He watched, entranced, as she strutted over to a boy with red hair similar to his sister's but a shade darker. He narrowed his eyes; did she already have a boyfriend? Boomer knew he shouldn't get a girlfriend right now, but looking at her, he had to change his mind. Even if this amazing girl had a boyfriend, he still wanted to talk to her. As he was lost in his thoughts, he accidentally bumped into somebody.
"Oh my gosh, I am so sorry!" The voice, sweet as honey, apologized. Boomer looked and saw that it was the girl he was admiring before.
He flashed a charming smile, or at least what he hoped to be a charming smile. "It's fine, it was my fault for not looking where I was going."
She giggled, "Hi, I'm Bubbles."
Even her name was cute! "My name's Boomer." She blushed; that was a good sign, right?
Their conversation was a bit ragged and uncomfortable in the beginning, but gradually it got much more easier to communicate between the two blondes. Boomer soon learned that she lived in Townsville, loved the colour blue (so did he), had a stuffed animal named Octi and had one brother and one sister. There were so many similarities between them and if he didn't know any better Boomer could have sworn that they were twins, or at least siblings.
Suddenly, the same dude that was with Bubbles before when he first saw her came towards them. He glared at Boomer before wrapping his arm around Bubbles. Speaking of which, he looked at the red-eyed mood-killer with a bit of fury. He realized that, judging by his appearance, this was Bubbles' older brother Brick.
Trying to look as unthreatening as possible, he tried to instigate some conversation. "Hey dude, isn't this concert great?" As he inwardly winced at the lame attempt to converse, he snuck a glance at Bubbles, who took the chance and jumped in.
"Yep, it's great. Excuse me Brick, we have to go." Relieved at the opportunity to be interrogated like a police officer would to a criminal, he gladly let Bubbles tug him away. Until he remembered that Blossom was not back and if Butch found out that he left his own concert (the one he begged Butch to sing in), even if he didn't leave and just went far enough for him not to see Boomer, the blue-clad boy would not live to see tomorrow. So, he hastily yanked his arm away and announced, "But I can't leave; my brother and sister are waiting for me here!" According to their confused faces, he decided to elaborate, "That's my band up there, but I sprained my hand so I couldn't play guitar so my brother offered to go up for me instead because he has a decent voice and Blossom went to grab some of our things from backstage."
"Boomer!" He happily turned around, knowing that that was Blossom.
"Oh, that must be her now." Boomer waved to her, trying to get her to come over. Grinning, he acknowledged his sister, "Hey Blossom."
As Blossom walked over, he playfully cuffed her head and looped his arm through hers. She smiled, but didn't make a move to unlink them.
Bubbles took note of this and was slightly hurt that he was somewhat hitting on her but had a significant other. "Boomer, I didn't know you had a girlfriend already."
He was stunned for a moment, before cracking a smile and erupting into giggles while Blossom started outright cackling. He was pretty happy though, that Bubbles liked him back and was jealous when she thought Blossom was his girlfriend. That poorly disguised nonchalance wasn't fooling anybody.
Brick's nose flared. "You think it's funny that you played my baby sister!?" He tried to lunge for Boomer but the hazel-eyed girl stepped in front, staring cold daggers into those red eyes.
All the chuckles and laughter she had before was gone before she started with a icy tone. "Before you jump to any conclusions, I'll have you know that I am not his girlfriend. I am far from it; I'm his step-sister." She spat. "We were laughing because we thought it was funny how she mistook us for a couple, now back off before I do something I regret." She glared at him, all smiles she had before were replaced by a stone cold wall of ice as he glared back. Boomer smiled weakly as he went over and tried to pull Blossom away before she ice breathed Brick away.
He shot Bubbles a look and she went to grab Brick's arm. "Come on Brick, let's go find Buttercup." She urged as she sneakily handed Boomer a ripped piece of paper before smiling at him while leading Brick away. He glanced at the paper, it had a bunch of numbers on it. He was pleased with himself so he didn't notice Blossom grabbing him by the collar of his shirt and dragged him off to the front of the stage.
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These are slow updates, but I never realized how hard it is to juggle school life and updating Fanfiction, I actually was going to put this up about a few days ago, though I don't think a lot of people read this story :3 I'd love it if you give me feedback.