Fuck, I'm upset. I'm looking out to the night sky. The view of the city lights is calming. It's chilly, and the breeze feels nice racing through my hair, it smells a bit like rain. I'm just chillin in the mist of it all, on top of Townsville tower. I hate being kicked out of the house. That fight was ugly. I didn't want Bud to know that I have super powers. If she knew I'm a Rowdyruff boy, she'd run away or treat me differently. I was pissed and for the most part uneasy that Brick had mentioned my powers in the letter. But it wasn't his fault. Whenever I get kicked out Brick always sends me on a scavenger hunt as a form of training, sometimes he doesn't let me use my powers so it's understandable that it was on the note, but the fact that Bud had read it upset me. My emotions just got the best of me and I punched Brick square in the face. When Brick started to hit back, I panicked, I didn't want Bud to get hurt or to see me use my powers on accident. She's the first human that actually accepted me, so she is really important to me. Nobody wants to hang out with a criminal, besides other criminals that just want to use me for my powers. Bud looked a little helpless when I told her to get out.

Brick locked his fingers in my scalp and smacked my face against the wall, and demanded what my problem was. I started breaking down and screeching that I don't want her to know about my powers. Inside I was terrified of what would happen if she knew about me. Brick turned me to face him and smacked me across the face.

"You are an idiot. You are the toughest, meanest Rowdyruff boy out of all three of us. Suck it up! Have some pride as a man!" he shouted at me, he then sighed and ran his hand through his hair. "Look, I forgot that it was in the note and I'm sorry. I think you freaked her out a bit by yelling at her. Let's go find her." I dusted off and we flew in the general direction she took off in. Damn that girl can run like a horse. I saw something bright white as I passed by the beach. Bud's white coat! Brick and I stopped. She was facing the ocean, and there was a loud obnoxious beeping noise coming from her. She looked so out of it, ha she's always got her brain in space. I called out to her.

"Hey, Bud!" She looked like she was gonna turn around, but she swayed and dropped to the ground instead.

"Bud? Bud?! Buuuuudddddddddd!" I called to her. Her bracelet was beeping and flashing bright green at a rapid pace. Brick and I bolted to her and I picked her up. She looks bad; she's really pale and scalding hot to the touch. Her hair, well her roots are turning black. What the hell is going on here? Brick smacks my shoulder and takes her from me. He doesn't look very shocked at what's happening to her. He motions towards the way we came and takes off with her to the house.

When we get to the house, Brick lays her down on my bed and covers her with a fire blanket. Boomer's in the door way like WTF? I get on my knees and lean on the bed, so I can look at Bud. She's just lying there, in a coma like state. Her bracelet's beeping and flashing, silently, and periodically. She looks so calm and peaceful. Her long blond hair is blanketing her whole left side of her body. Brick rests his hand on my shoulder and says,

"I need you and Boomer out of here, now." What why?

"I'm not going, Bud needs me." I wanted to know what was going on with her. I feel Bick's hand tense up, then Boomer grabs my other shoulder and mutters.

"Let's go dude."

I'm really upset right now; I really want to see if she's okay. That's not normal for a human, plus what's up with her bracelet? The shit keeps beeping and beeping. I just can't leave her, but Brick's words are law. Urgh, I feel so helpless. Instead of sitting here feeling sorry for myself, maybe I should go get her something that'll make her feel better when she wakes up. I just noticed that Boomers not with me, he's good at this kind of shit. Oh well, we like a lot of the same things so I'll just get her something I like, plus all the stores I like are only open at night.

Fuck I'm tired. I just wanna go home and sleep. I hope Bud actually likes this stuff. I bought her a lime green beanie with little black dog ears sewn in, a black and green striped hoodie, and neon green fake plugs that glow in the dark. I actually want to keep the hoodie and the plugs but Bud is special and she deserves these. I don't have a bag or anything for it cuz I bought it underground. Daniel was at the counter when I was paying, and he's always trying to hook me up with some trik he knows. He kept giving me dirty looks, as if I was buying a panties or something. It took twenty minutes to explain that this was for a friend, just a friend and that I wasn't dating anyone. Which I should've lied about because he right away started hooking me up with hoes in different area codes. I was so busy thinking about my awkward moment that I didn't notice someone behind me.

"Stop right there!" Huh? I turn to see who the fuck is shouting so early in the morning.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't the Bloss-man." I see Blossom mad dogging me. What does she want, it's too early for this shit.

"Those, who's are those?" She demanded. What? Bud's gifts?

"It's some stuff that belongs to a friend, why?" The fuck? Did she wake up early just to come find me and ask me stupid questions? After I answered her, she bolted to me and attempted to grab onto my collar, but I dodged and beamed back.

"What?" I asked, starting to get irritated.

"Did you find her, is she with you? Are those her's? How is she?" Blossom starts rambling frantically. What's her deal? Well Bud did say she knew the girls but she also said she didn't want to run into them. Come to think of it, Blossom doesn't look like her usual, nicely dressed, uptight, and professional self. She looks dirty, uncombed, and soaked, and she's still wearing her night gown. Thinking she wanted to see Bud I said,

"She's really bad right now, and she doesn't want to see you anymore." It sounds harsh, but that's most likely what Bud would want.

"Can I see her, just once?" She pleads. Brick would shit a brick if Blossom came by the house and I'm not really too keen on having a Powerpuff in my home either. Plus Bud said that she doesn't want to see the girls, so it's best if I don't take Blossom home.

"How about this, I have a picture of us together and I can only show you that." I told her. Man, I think I'm getting soft. It must be the old lady. I pulled out my wallet and pulled out a picture. After getting hot chocolate together, Bud and I walked around town. We took a bunch of pictures in a photo booth, And I so happen to have one in my wallet. In the picture Bud is smiling brightly, she was laughing at me because she's leaning on my head and I made a funny noise. Blossom slowly grasps the picture from me and I notice a few trickles of tears are streaming down her face. I'm serious, what is her deal? Is this some sort of vagina thing, where girls are always crying? Blossom stands there holding the picture for 5 good minutes and keeps crying continuously. At this point, I'm just worried about my picture. I hold out my hand, waiting for her to give it back. Instead of my picture, she grabs my arms and with brute force, pulls me a hug and whispers,

"Thank you." into my ear. I shove her off of me. Great now I'm dirty and full of her tears. She slowly steps back and starts to levitate. She wipes her tears and takes off into the sky with my picture. That bitch! I would've chased after her if I wasn't tired, and if my beeper didn't go off. We can't afford phones for all 3 of us, well we can but we don't want any, so we have beepers. Brick is beeping for me, which means I have to go home.

I get there at the same time boomer does. I go straight to my room to see if Bud's okay. She's still out, so I just spread out all of the stuff I bought her on the futon. I'm really tired, but I've got work right now. I hope she likes this stuff when she wakes up. Brick's acting weird, i wonder what happened. Oh well, time to get ready for work.

The moment Butch and I found Bud, she fainted. Butch slowly lifts her body from the ground. I can hear the sizzling and crackling of his super human flesh; she's boiling hot to the touch. No wonder she fainted. Her roots are turning their natural color, Butch could recognize her, so I wacked him and took her from him. Her bracelet is beeping and flashing repeatedly in a hypnotic rage. I always noticed it, but I've never really had a chance to see it up close. It looks like some sort of homemade technology, but not just any "homemade" technology, interesting.

After I flew her home I gently set her down on Butch's bed and wrapped her body in a fire blanket. I know from experience that she's unstable and I'm guessing that the little trinket on her wrist has something to do with it. Butch is all bothered about it, but I doubt he knows who she is. He's resting on the edge of the bed just gazing at her from afar. Boomer is leaning on the door to the room, just peering in. He's giving me a confused look. I rested my hand on Butch's shoulder and whispered to him.

"I need you and Boomer out of here, now." Bud's unstable levels are overreacting, and I know for a fact that she wouldn't want Butch to know her identity. Plus this situation is getting interesting. I wouldn't have ever thought she was still alive.

"I'm not going, Bud needs me." Butch isn't going to leave Bud in need. I understand why Butch wants to stay, but he doesn't understand why I don't want him here. I'm about to teach him some respect, but then Boomer says,

"Let's go dude."

I'm driving to the Utonium house in a rush in my usual disguise; Brown contacts, thick framed glasses, three fake moles across my cheeks. I leap up to the door and bang on the wooden surface with great intensity. In actuality I'm very calm about this whole situation, I know what goes on when our kind is unstable and Bud is only in a mild stage. But I'm pretending to be stupid and worried about her because I'm just her best friend's cousin who knows nothing about her. The Professor shows up at the door in a humorous manner, he clearly had fallen asleep doing some type of experiment because there is a pen mushed into his cheek. Well, Show time.

"ARE YOU BUD'S FAMILY?! SOMETHING IS WRONG WITH HER, SHE NEEDS HELP!" I might have oversold it, but he panicked according to plan. Then Blossom peered out into the door way alongside professor.

"Professor, what's going on? Who needs help?" Yes professor, what are you going to tell your daughter about your other daughter? Professor ignores her and goes straight to the portrait of 8 year old Buttercup. He pushes it to the side and pulls a large black bag out of the wall.

"Let's go son." He says to me on his way out the door and then closes it on a Blossom depressed. I'm guessing she knows what this is about.

The Professor's been in Butch's room for about an hour. I've been watching them with my x-ray vision, and I can hear Professor mumbling and talking to a sleeping Bud. He's been injecting her with things and doing things to her little bracelet. Sometimes his unintelligence amuses me. I'm enjoying my front row seat but I feel like I need to get a closer view. Using a tray of tea as a decoy, I knock on the door to give him a little warning of my entry.

"Would you like some tea, Mr. Muinotu?" I ask him. He glances at me and studies me for a bit. Then he leans back away from Bud and sighs.

"Thank you," he mutters gruffly as he takes the cup from me. He takes a few sips and sets it back on the tray.

"I've noticed you boys don't have any televisions in your home." He says slowly.

"We're not really home sir, so there's no point in having one." He's trying to figure out if I've connected him, to Bud, back to the girls. I'll play.

"Busy men, huh? Where are the other two boys anyway, it's quite late." He stated.

"They're working overtime, so I was the only one who found Bud like this. The girl seemed really distraught about something earlier but she wouldn't tell me what." I answered with a worried tone. The professor sighs, gets up and starts to pack his black bag.

"Well she should be fine now, I'm sorry for the inconvenience. Bud just has a rare condition." I'm tempted to ask what this "Rare condition" is but instead I ask the brutal question of,

"Is that why she's not allowed home?" I ask with genuine concern in my voice. There is truthfully a part of me that believes that she was kicked out simply for the reason that she was unstable, but because I'm an outsider, I'm not likely to get a correct answer. He pauses, thinking before he responds, and says,

"It was to protect her. As much as it pains me, being home makes her condition much worse and this is the only solution we've come to." He looks depressed. Good, now time to mention her sisters.

"Is the girl that was at the door her sister? They look a lot alike. How is she taking the separation?" I added the last part as a squeeze. Again he stops and ponders his answer. Then turns to me to ask,

"Where are you and your cousins from?" Touché. He wants to play cat and mouse. I've thought about this question before, so without hesitation I said,

"We're from the country side. All of our Moms and Paps lived together on the same farm we inherited from our grandpap. We all grew up together and decided that we wanted more that just a farm life. So all three of us took off into the night with the clothes on our backs." Professor looked like he bought it. So he decided to answer my question.

"Well you sounded like you young men decided what was best for your futures, even if it separated your family. That's what I'm doing, thinking about her future. Yes, that is her older sister, and like you, even though our family is separated, she understands that it's best for Bud's future." Good answer. I give him a nod of acknowledgement. He then said,

"I'm glad I got to speak to you." And takes one last long look at Bud and says,

"Thank you for caring."

After I dropped off the Professor, I sat in Butch's room examining Bud. The professor really doesn't know what he's doing. I would assume that this is his first unstable case. When I was younger Dad would experiment on chemical X beings; mostly just rats and squirrels he created. We would study what caused instability, the symptoms, and the cures depending on the stage. In truth I could cure Bud right now, but what's the fun in that. Sometimes I forget that I'm supposed to be a villain, but I'll never forget the pain of death, and rebirth. I'll let her live a bit longer as a perk of living here, plus Butch has gotten less reckless with her here. This is our territory and I still don't like her. I'm guessing she has about an other year left to live. It sounds brutal, but she's actually pretty lucky. A stage higher and she might explode in a couple of weeks. Well I like having Butch owe me, because then he has to obey me regardless. I walk calmly yet purposely slow to my room. One I'm there, I gently press a small switch embedded in my wooden, hand-crafted music box. It opens to reveal a headless man with his arms enveloping a very beautiful woman without a leg, spinning as if they were dancing. I slide up the velvet latch and pull out a glass vile of "it". I walk back to Bud and study her for a while longer. I uncorked the vile and took a mouthful, and then I slowly approached Bud and prided her lips apart. Then I carefully brought my lips to hers and I spit up in her mouth much like a penguin would its child. I watched and waited as she slowly swallowed "it". There, now she has another year added to her life. I'm tired of being charitable. I peered out the front window and beeped the boys home with my beeper. As soon as I beeped the boys, I saw a bright pink streak race across the sky. Interesting, but It's already close to the morning and I have work in a few hours. Oh well, I'll figure it out later.

MY NOTE: Sorry its been a while. Pokemon came out, the end of the grading period was nearing, and a bunch of other stuff. I'm working on the new chapter as you're reading this. Please give me your feed back. Thank you.