Here's the second chapter and I thank all of those who reviewed the first chapter. Hope you like this one.
Disclaimer: I don't own the puffs, Ruffs or punks. I own the idea though.
Bubbles hopped up and down excitedly and her sisters walked behind her in silence.
"This is so exciting!" Bubbles' high-pitched voice squealed. The brown haired, brown eyed girl nodded.
"Kadooment is exciting for many of us." She opened her front door and placed the bags on the floor. Blossom and Buttercup looked up out of their silences and took in her house. Bubbles screamed happily.
"It's so pretty!" She ran around the room, her blonde hair flying behind her. The brunette, Giselle, nodded and watched her silently.
"Bubbles…" Blossom said and trailed off. Buttercup looked at Giselle.
"So what is this exactly?"
"It's hard to explain but all I can say is that we wear costumes and dance… or as we call it… wuk up." The Powerpuffs raised their eyebrows but said nothing.
"I bought costumes for each of us and believe me… it wasn't cheap." She held up blue, green, silver and red bikinis each with feathered headdresses in the respective colors.
"Just what the heck are those?" Buttercup stared at them.
"These are the costumes we have to wear… red for Blossom, blue for Bubbles, green for you and silver for me."
"Those aren't costumes. Who the heck in their right mind would wear those in public?"
Giselle smiled and held them forward.
"Us."
Berserk's P.O.V.
"Yay! We're going to Barbados! We're going to Barbados!" I moaned and leaned on the window.
"Brat, if you don't shut up, I'm gonna stick your head out the window and hope something takes it off." Brute looked up from the book she was reading and glared at Brat. I snickered.
"Fine." Brat huffed. "But don't expect me to do anything nice for you."
"It's not like you can do anything nice for anyone…"
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"You can't even do your make-up nice."
"I DO IT NICELY! I DO IT PERFECTLY!" She screamed, her face turning red. Brute held her face.
"Well what do you know? It is done perfectly. It's just your face that's the problem." Brute smirked. Brat stared at her, then…
"I'LL KILL YOU!" Brat leaped from her seat and jumped on Brute, and then the two of them started wrestling on the ground.
"Hey…" They continued to wrestle.
"Yo idiots…" Brat sat on top of Brute and clawed at her face. I sighed and kicked her off.
"Stop it. If we get thrown off this plane, I'm gonna make you wish you were never born… got it?" I snarled and they nodded and sat back in their seats.
Good to see that they're not so stupid any more.
"So we're going to Barbados?" Brat asked us and Brute flicked her. I groaned in response and looked out the window.
I guess I spoke too soon.
Another short chapter… Sorry but I have some other stories to update…
Anyways until the third and more exciting chapter…
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