Hello! You beautiful butt cheeks , wait no butts are ugly ._. Hai sexy people ! This is going to be all pairs so pretty much a ' rainbow ' chappie. Now I'm not really in the mood to update since I have the flu, kissing my boyfriend is over rated anyways its all about food lol well yea but I felt bad since you all have been f*** awesome so here it is!

Disclaimer : Rainfall loving does NOT own any songs, pictures or characters with the exception of her own OC's and the story itself

PS, I don't really have a schedule on updating but I do have a pattern , its going all in ordered, starting with reds, greens, blues, and then all pairs.

Boomer's POV:

I waited outside by the limo as the servants finish putting in all luggage in the truck. " Boomie , which shoes should I wear tonight, cream or eggshell?" I signed rolling my eyes. " Brat are you seriously asking me for shoe advice? Go find Berserk or Brute I'm sure they'll be very interested." Brat pouted stomping away with a 'humph' . I checked my watch on my wrist starting to become inpatient. Tomorrow evening we are heading over to our castle in France, where my brothers and I are throwing a ball so that all of our nation's most respected and high class guest would be able to wonder one of our castle. Although some of the floors are forbidden, other then that its all for show. We didn't have to take the land or anything, it originally belong to the Jojo family tree, but before the exposure of our kind it was believed to be abandoned. My brothers and I would be meeting with some of our men about some plans we had been working on, but that's all confidential. " Finally! We're going to be late!" I exclaimed as my brothers, their girls ,and Brat walked out and began sliding into the limo that was taking us to the private jet.

The car ride was pretty boring, nobody talked. I did happen to notice how my brothers were acting strange, I think I know why Butch is acting weird after hearing about Buttercup. But Brick? I looked down at Berserk's finger seeing a pretty big ring. Brick caught me looking and looked away uncomfortably. ' No way, he didn't.' I looked at Brick weirdly before feeling the car come to a stop. We all quickly exited the limo and walked up the stairs to the jet. The jet was pretty nice nothing to big though we weren't using it for long. Once our luggage were properly placed where they belong. The doors closed and we all got into our seats buckling up for the long ride ahead.

Blossom's POV:

" No way that's possible without Buttercup chief." I stated looking at the big monitor in front of me. " What about Bubbles, you still have Bubbles." I heard Bubbles scoff fr behind me , crossing her arms. " Are you stupid? or are you stupid? I'm pregnant. I might not be THAT far along but even so we need Buttercup." Chief sighed thinking , " what if you break her out temporarily. " Bubbles and I gave him a 'what the fuck?' face causing the chief to chuckle. " listen the boys and your clones are heading to France this very second, you guys can take the tunnel that lead you underneath the mansion, take Buttercup , do the mission and when the boys return we have Buttercup go back but obviously well in shape that she practically fake her break out and nobody would suspect anything." I looked over at Bubbles who just nodded then looked back at the screen. I thought for a moment before remembering something " wait, the tunnel that lead to the lower levels of the castle have been blocked after the invasion, once they have been blocked there is no way to reopen them, at least not without having to take up 5 months the least. "

" There is another tunnel that can take you down to the slave corners, from there you can make you way down to dungeon. " I nodded " Okay, so lets say we do take on this mission, what exactly are we doing and how?" The chief began typing on what I believe was his computer and pulled up a 3D scan of a castle. " This is where the boys are headed. Its there castle in France in the Loire Valley river." He then brought up a profile on a man around the age of 50 " this is my old friend Aurélien Dufort, he runs a couple of the rebellion camps down in east Europe. He will be attending the ball tomorrow evening, now he is one of us but he managed to pass in as one of the boys' business associates. You girls will go undercover as three of his journalists/ reporters, he will try to help you to get the boys to see more of you even after the ball. " I looked at the chief confused by the last thing he said. " Wait you want us to encounter them?" the chief nodded " We expect you to find anything on, befriend them if anything, we also managed to pull you girls new identifies, including background files, birth certificates, anything between the lines, I'll print them out right now."

Bubbles walked over the printer grabbing the papers and placed them in a file folder. " Now I understand you girls speak fluent French?" Bubbles and I nodded " Yea why?" the chief typed something in his computer again before sending us more copies. " You girls can speak English but try to add a accent, that way the boys won't be able to compare your voices to the real you. You all will obviously go under a different name if course, I'll send you the basic information in a moment, and Bubbles are you still taking those pills the doctor made for you?" Bubbles put a thumbs up smiling. " Haha okay good, now do you girls take this mission?" Bubbles and I had a silent talk before looking back at the screen. " Lets get Buttercup out here and if she agrees, we are in." the chief nodded, " Alright call me when you've made your decision so I can inform Aurélien." with that the screen went black, Bubbles and I didn't waste time in getting Buttercup out.

Butch's POV:

We had finally arrived in France and were current making our way to the castle. Luckily Brute fell asleep hours ago and so she wasn't bothering me. " Geez I sure hope this long trip was worth in, I'm tired." I said yawning while stretching. " We are almost there Butch about five more minutes." Brick said on his phone, but then the car suddenly stopped, " Make that five seconds." I laughed quickly getting out of the car. Once everyone was out the driver unloaded our luggage and we made our way into the old castle. " wow its been awhile, I can't remember the last time mum and dad brought us here." Boomer said placing his luggage down, where a maid managed to take. Since we had reopened all our homes after we took over we had positioned servants that work here in France. " Butch lets go exploring this place is amazing!" Brute begged pulling on my sleeve. " I grew up here Brute trust me I have seen this all before lets just go to bed, tomorrow is a big day." Brute groaned but followed me up the stairs to my old bedroom.

Buttercup's POV:

So I'm here in the tent my sisters and I share, they had managed to break me out for the time being and let me tell you it feels good to shower. They are currently explaining to me the plan chief had in mind and it wasn't that bad, aside from seeing Butch's bitch ass again. " So are you in?" Bubbles asked drinking some water. I looked at them before smirking " Faisons-le" was my answer meaning ' lets do it'. Blossom and Bubbles both cheered hugging. " let me call the chief and let him know its on." Blossom said pulling out her phone dialing for the chief. " Wait so what are names?" I asked wondering. Bubbles looked through a file folder before pulling out three papers. " Uh Blossom your name is ... Amábella Cerise Lévesque , Buttercup you're Mystique Marietta Fáucheúx, and I'm Floressá Amàranté Séverin." I snorted crossing my arms. " Great so I'm named after ' air of mystery ' and bitter. Thanks chief." Blossom got off the phone and smiled smally. " Okay so chief has ordered our transportation, with the tunnels we shouldn't have any trouble arriving at 's place giving us enough time to get into our disguises and make it to the event in time. Of course we are using wigs though and contacts." I nodded obviously , I wasn't dying my hair. "Okay well lets pack our bags!" Bubbles and I fist pumped excited, this is going to to be good, watch out boys because the rebels are one step closer to taking you down.

Time skip, the day of the ball Brick's POV:

A/n Translation will be the bold.

I watched as our guest began to arrive, all being taken away by the enormous structure in front of them. " Oh my Brick, this castle is outstanding!" I faked a smile shaking the hand of one of the wealthiest man in Spain along with his wife " Thank you Mr. Vegara please feel free to explore." smiled walking away with his wife. Speaking of wife " Brick!" shit, I turned around to see Berserk looking angry like always. " Yes? Berserk." the angry red eyed girl grabbed onto my forearm pointing at someone. " Do you see that? That lady is wearing the same exact dress as me! Kick her out!" I looked at her dress then at the lady's they were the same, but I wasn't going to kick the women out for a dress, I'm not stupid. " Berserk don't be retarded. Its a black and white ball for a reason, people won't care what you are wearing as long as you wear white or black and if it bothers you so much go upstairs and change but leave me out of it." I walked away not wanted to hear her reply, its weird how Berserk looks just like her but yet they are completely different.

I met up with my brothers who just finished talking to the Frank Lumpkin, he owns a villa back in in the western nation. " How much longer until we have to go, I'm getting sick of all these turned wannabes wondering around our place." Butch asked taking a glass of 'wine' " Not long we just hav-" before I could finish what I had to say I was suddenly interrupted. " Jojos' ! Il a été si longtemps! (it has been so long!) brothers and I both turned to the side to see Aurélien Dufort, one of our associates, he owns one of the largest magazine companies in all of France. " Good evening Aurélien." Boomer and Butch both shook his hand before shaking my own. " Been awhile since we have discuté (discussed)business, how long you boys staying in France?" it was kinda hard to understand him with his accent but we manage I guess. " A week at the most." Boomer replied placing his hands in his pocket. " Ah je vois (ah I see) you men should stop by sometime during your stay, I insist. I chuckled " we'll see if we could stop by before we leave now if you will excuse us, we have many other guests we have to welcome, but great talking to you Aurélien." with that said my brothers and I split up as people came to greet us. After having small talk with a couple of guest I began wondering around trying to spot my brothers when suddenly I bumped into some dropping their wine glass on the tile floor.

"Je suis tellement désolé! " (I'm so sorry!) I looked up to see who I had run into, it was a girl. She looked at me her cheeks turning a deep shade of red. " I'm so sorry, are you okay Monsieur?" (sir) I could tell she was from here, she had the same accent that Aurélien had only it sounded cute on her. she had lightish brown hair, and light brown eyes, she was wearing a flattering long white dress that showed her body figure nicely. Snapping out of my thoughts I finally replied " Its okay, don't worry about it. I'll have one of the servants clean this up. I'm Brick, Brick Jojo." she smiled shaking my hand " Ravi de vous rencontrer (Pleasure to meet you) I'm Amábella Cerise Lévesque, I'm one of Monsieur Dufort's journalists." I smiled nodding " So you work for Aurélien then." Amábella smiled " oui he is a wonderful boss, I am here to write down information for next le issues of magazine, do you mind if we sit down, so that may ask you questions?" I looked around licking my lips before nodding. " Thats fine, we can talk in the living room." Amábella smiled brightly before following me out of the ball room. I don't know why but there's something different about this girl.

Butch's POV:

I laughed with a couple of my friends as one of them made fun of one the guest's dress, its pretty awful, she looks like a flamingo. " Puis-Je? (may I?) I looked over at the source of the voice to see a girl standing in front of us with a camera in her hand. She must be one of the reporters here tonight. " Yea sure." the girl took a couple photos and then asked if she can could get one of me only. My friends didn't mind and had already left to do whatever they usually do. " I'm Mystique Marietta Fáucheúx one of monsieur (sir) Dufort's reporters and journalists." I smirked " Hey I'm Butc-" before I could finish she cut me off. " Oh I know who you are monsieur (sir) Jojo, you are incroyablè! Incredible! Sorry my English is not that good." I chuckled running a hand through my hair. " Uh thanks, and its fine, its actually very cute." Mystique smiled her cheeks turning I slightly pink causing me to realize what I just said . " Oh uh so how are you liking the ball?" Mystique smiled " Absolutely aimer (love it) , you have done wonderful job planning it." I smiled, actually smiled. " Well thank you for being such an amazing guest, I'm glad you like it. I licked my lips realizing she's actually very attractive. She has long dark brown hair that is curled, very light blue eyes, she's wearing a elegant long white sleeveless dress that has half of her side showing. " Do you perhaps would like to walk around, I have many questions to ask." I looked over her shoulder seeing that I couldn't spot by brothers then smiled " Sure. Why not?"

Boomer's POV:

I walked around the castle trying to remember everything of it. We haven't been here since we were like 9, I remember how my brothers and I would always play hide and seek with the maids and they would never find us. Suddenly I remember the one place where my brothers and I would hang out the most back in the day. I quickly made my way to the west wing of the castle waking up all the stairs that lead to a little white book shelf full of books. Just as I was about to pick up a book I heard a small noise come from behind me. I whipped around only to see a girl dusting off her dress, she probably slipped on the last step, Butch would always use to slip on that. " Oh! Je suis désolé (I'm sorry) I had seen you run up here and well wanted to make sure you were alright." I looked at her weirdly for a moment before nodding " Its fine, but thank you." the girl nodded biting her lip before speaking up. " I'm Floressá Amàranté Séverin." I shook her hand " Boomer Jojo, nice to meet you." i could tell she was from here , by her name and the way she talks. I kinda like it. " Oh uh pourriez-vous (would you mind) if I could ask you some questions, I am reporter and journalist for monsieur (sir) Aurélien." my eyes widen a little surprised that she worked for him. " I have to meet up with someone real quick but I'll do my best to get to you later ." she nodded understanding " Okay now how about we get out of here, its kinda stuffy right?" Floressá giggled nodding before walking down the stairs with me behind her.

Brick's POV:

" Tell me monsieur Jojo, how does it feel to be back in Fränce?" I thought for a moment before smirking " Feels cold." my answer caused Amábella to start laughing. I stared at for a moment, I don't know why but she reminds me of Blossom a lot more then Berserk does. Amábella must have felt me staring because she stopped to look at me. " what? Pourquoi vous aime à me regarder?" (why are you staring at me like that?) I didn't say anything though, we continued to look at each other until suddenly we began to lean in. We shared a small slow kiss before pulling away. I stared at her unsure for a moment before leaning in again, only this time the kiss was longer. She brought her hands to the side of my face bringing our lips closer together. After awhile I had realized what I was doing and pulled away, wiping her lipstick off my lips. " I have to go , I'm sorry." with that I got up walking back to the ballroom, not believing what just happened.

Ending Song! " Comatose" by Skillet

Hay hope you like it! I tried making this one really looooong took me forever! I literally coughed throughout the whole time typing this , I died and came to life to finish cx Okay but so there's isn't any confusion, the girls are the journalists okay, so Blossom was the one who kissed Brick and everything. Okay?! Okay. So don't come saying "oh I don't like them they are just like the punks taking away their men" blah blah blah cuz that's them okay lol that's their undercover shit nizz cx ANYWAYS! LINKS ARE POSTED! IN MY BIO SO CHECK THEM OUT! btw I had to actually use my old French book to wrote this like even the names are French aha so you can't say I said something wrong cuz bitch its on print paper, hard cover and errrr-thaaang but foreal I went all out for this , like even the damn castle is actually in France cool right? aha okay bye !