The Flower Thief Chapter 1

The Flower Thief Chapter 1: Darkness

Mostly Buttercup and Butch.

Rated: T

Age: They are all 17

Genre: Romance and Drama

Pairings: Buttercup&Butch Blossom&Brick Bubbles&Boomer

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Well, it isn't exactly amusing...when you're lying in your bed...in the dark...staring at the ceiling...at probably 2:35 in the morning. I groaned, turned my head to the right side of the bed, and watched the door. Hey, this is actually more entertaining than the ceiling! At least there's some light that can really keep the- nah, still boring. I groaned again, turned my head to the left side and gazed at the window. That window was the only thing that kept me from going insane. I looked under my covers and glanced at the white bandages that covered most of my leg. Yes, Buttercup Utonium broke her leg. So what if it hurts and itches really bad? I hate the looks people send me as I walk by with my crutches. That look of pity. You might wonder why can't I just heal myself like all those other times I fought monsters with my sisters. This is different. And it was all because of that stupid jerk counterpart named Butch.

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FLASHBACK

Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrriiiiiinnng! Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrriiiiii iiiinnng! Brrrrrrrrrrrrrriiiiiiinnng! Brrrrrrrrrrrrrriiiii- Crash!

"Buttercup! Did you just throw your alarm clock again?!"

"Uh, nope!" I heard footsteps running up the stairs then banging on my bedroom door.

"Buttercup! Wake up! We have to go to school!" That was probably Blossom.

"Hn...Just give me five more minutes..." And pushed my head deeper in my pillow.

"Buttercup! NOW!" She basically shrieked through my door so loud that I ended upon the soft floor. Darn Blossom, you got the scream of a banshee! I got up and stared at the broken alarm clock. Why do I have that when I don't even want to wake up? I shrugged it off went to my bathroom. The walls were a light green with some hints of white, black and dark green. But, then again, so was my entire room. I took off my clothes and stepped into the shower. Over the running water I could hear Blossom again.

"Buttercup! You got twenty minutes!" and heard her go back downstairs. What? I peeked at the clock above the towel rack. It's 8:15. I have to go at 8:35. OH GOD! I rushed to wash myself, dress up, eat and get my stuff.

"Buttercup! Your sisters are waiting for you!" The professor called from downstairs. It's weird how Bubbles almost never gets lectured at. Maybe she's aiming for perfection like leader girl. I shook that thought away. Bubbles would never do that. She knows how I would feel if I was left behind. I ran out the door.

"Bye professor! Love you!" I yelled before I left.

"I love you too Buttercup!" He yelled back. I flew up to my sisters. Blossom gave me a glare.

"Took you long enough! Did you break your alarm clock again?!" I glared at her back.

"I didn't really need it anyway!" I yelled back at her. I glanced at Bubbles. She was whimpering. My face softened. I looked down to the school building. I watched as girls and boys were walking and talking with huge happy smiles on their faces. I envy them. How can they be so happy when my family is not? It's not fair!

"Buttercup." I heard my red-headed sister say. "Listen okay? I'm sorry." and with then she placed her hand softly around my shoulder. I looked at her. I looked at Bubbles. I envy them too. Blossom, the self-proclaimed leader of the Power Puff Girls. She was smart, brave, and the world looked up to her as their own savior. She was pretty, with her long, soft, shiny auburn hair cascading down her back like the most beautiful waterfall. And how her bubble gum pink eyes would match with her entire face, soft light red lips, pink blush, long eyelashes and a pretty smile. She is by all the teachers and students and she got straight A's every time! And Bubbles! She is the prettiest out of all of us, with her soft, golden hair curls in pigtails. And with her Beautiful bright sky blue eyes and heart-warming smile, it was hard to deny that she looked like a cute little doll. She always got love letters in her locker, She was the head cheerleader and was popular with the 'jocks'. Everyone said all three of us were pretty popular, but I didn't belive them. Why do they think I'm popular? Not that I care mind you, but is it because I'm related to these people I call my sisters? I don't know, but that does not make sense. I shrugged Blossom's hand off my shoulder.

"Whatever leader girl. I'm gonna go." And I flew down to the hard pavement. I felt guilty. I didn't even do anything! But that stupid feeling still lingered. I hurried to my locker. It's decorated with sports stickers, our high school's flag and one single emote sticking its tongue out. Above the emote, in messy black writing, it said,"Bc's locker. Turn around before I make you turn around.". Done with black permanent marker. What? I didn't have a pencil! And besides, would you have it in permanent marker or with graffiti paint? What was that? The first one? Wise choice. I opened my locker and pulled my books out. I looked at the people walking around me. The punks, the emos, the nerds (where Blossom respectfully belongs), the cheerleaders,(Where Bubbles respectfully belongs) the geeks, the jocks, the party kids, the drama club and the skaters. I scoffed at every one of them. Some glare at me when I walk by. Most of the time, they fear me. Others, they don't care. And I prefer it that way. As I was walking with my books hanging by my side, I heard an awful high-pitched voice that could beat Blossom's banshee scream any day. Princess. Just great.

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I sighed, watching my little princesses fly to their school. They are growing up so fast! Soon, they will have prom, graduate, get jobs, then get married to some other man. I never really did like the last one. Not one bit. These boys might as well be an abuser, a cheater, a drinker, and the list goes on and on. I sighed again and put a hand through my oily black hair. I need to get something from the lab. I turned away from the window and headed downstairs. Or at least tried to. I couldn't ignore the beautiful pictures of the girls and me scattered across the walls of the hallway. There is one picture of me and the girls when we went to see the fireworks. Oh! And another picture with us at the park. And who can forget the time when I had to pretend I was a power puff girl just to cheer the girls up on one of those rainy days. Those were all good times. But the one that really caught my attention was the picture right in the very middle. It had no smudge or scratch or anything. That one picture, that one perfect picture, was the time when my girls, were first born. It was perfect. My little girls were all smiling beautiful smiles, even Buttercup, who is normally grouchy. I let only one tear through my eyes. I don't want the girls to come home to see their own dad crying on the floor. I smiled, They all looked so beautiful and perfect. I had to make the perfect little girls. Maybe I finally did it. And even though people may think they are not, they are perfect...to me.

RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNN NNNGG!

"Hello! Crying man on the floor!", is what Buttercup would say if she was here right now. I grinned even bigger. Oh! The doorbell! I ran to the door and opened the door.

"Hello, Professor John Utonium! I'm here with the truck to take your Antidote X to Pokey Oaks high school!" said a friendly brown-haired young man with a check board.

"Ah, I apologize! I'll be right back!" And dashed to the lab. It was hard to resist the pictures on the wall, but somehow, I managed it! I came back with two carts of the antidote, which WAS hard to bring up the stairs. "Here you go sir. Make sure you deliver it to them!" He held the check board in front of me.

"Sir, I need your signature." I took it from him and signed in cursive. I gave it back to him.

"Here you go. Now don't take long, okay?" and crossed my arms.

"Okay, sir! I promise! And here." And offered a tissue. "I kind of think you need this." I took it from him.

"Thank you young man! Now, be on your way." And waved politely at him. He childishly waved back. I smiled. That was how my little girls used to wave like. I went inside and closed the door. As soon as I heard the noise of the truck leaving, I sat in my chair and started crying. I blowed into the soft tissue and stared at it. I should have asked the kind man for more tissues because I'm think I'm going to need a lot more than this.

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"Hello greenb****."

"Hey, yellow snob who wears a lot more make up than she normally should."

"Well, you're a girl who looks like a boy!"

"Thanks, I was going for that look."

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr..." She growled at me.

"Whoa, careful. We don't want to make that face even uglier than it already is!" I smirked. "You should use a mirror sometime."

"I do stupid! Much more than you have! And have you ever thought about getting a makeover? You could use one." And smirked back at me. But although I looked calm, I was itching the punch this girl. And great, a small crowd surrounded us. Hoo-rah.

"And look you like you? No thank you. I prefer to go natural." and even flipped my shiny, black, shoulder-length hair over my back as if to prove it. The small crowd Ooh'd. She was fuming mad. She grimaced and watched me cautiously. "What? You jealous that your hair won't ever have this shine? It's beautiful, don't you think?"I replied back to her and flipped my hair again. I was just joking, I didn't really think it looked that good, not as good as Blossom or Bubbles at least, but the so-called "Princess" actually took it seriously.

"Well my daddy can buy me the best hairdressers In the entire world and soon it will be much shinier and much more beautiful than yours!" She screeched at me.

"Aha! So you admit that my hair is indeed, beautiful! Thank you princess, for your opinion." And bowed as if she was royalty. Hehe...she had a 'WTF!?' face. I then spoke in a fake British accent. "Oh, my lady. I am terribly sorry to say this but, no hairdresser will change your hair from that state of puffy, tangled, orange, dull hair. No matter how hard you try. My apology." Once again, the crowd Ooh'd. She snarled at me and got in my face.

"Listen You piece of s***! I'm richer than you, I'm popular, every boy loves me, and I have almost every girl in this school to serve me! What makes you so special?! Why can't you be normal like the rest of the stupid school population!?" I crossed my arms. That girl has got to think about what other people would do to her if she ever said that.

"In case you haven't noticed, cause' you barely notice anything, I'm NOT normal. I was born from a freaking pot made of sugar, spice, everything nice and chemical X, made by a scientist who is now my dad, had no nose or ears or anything when I was younger, everyone thought we were weirdoes AKA 'bug-eyed freaks', I'm a super heroine, along with my sisters, we have powers, we fought stupid weird monsters such as, a talkative hairy monkey, to a red man-women, and you, have the guts, to ask me, why. I'm. Not. NORMAL!? WELL, NEWSFLASH PRINCESS! I'M ANYTHING BUT NORMAL!" And with that I walked away to the school doors. I suddenly turned around. All I saw was a very stunned Princess and the now-large crowd. I smirked, making sure she saw it. "And Princess, you ain't normal either." and walked out. Hehe...I heard the crowd as I walked out the door say thing like, "Oh-no she didn't!" and "Man, she's gonna be in trouble." Who cares? I just showed up Princess! I was so happy, I fist-bumped the air! I kicked over a trashcan! I jumped from a tree! Normally, I shouldn't be so happy about this, but because Leader-girl Blossom told me not to pick any fights with the other students, cause' it might affect my 'education' at this, 'AWESOME' (Being sarcastic here.) school. I haven't gotten a fight in my system for how many months?

2 months.

2 months!

HOW CAN ANYBODY LIKE ME NOT HAVE A FIGHT IN TWO MONTHS!?

Don't get me wrong, my sisters and me still fight monsters everyday, but there is not even one person who can beat the feeling of being "superior",(As Blossom would call it)? No one! And I felt freakin' superior back there! I just hope Blossom won't hear...Ah, screw her! I'll just do what I want.

I actually don't know where I am going. I just kept on walking and walking to who knows where. It's peaceful, walking like this and not having a care in the world. Hm, maybe I can have ice cream after my walk. Mint chocolate, of course! As I walked, I gazed at the sunset that reflected on the sparkling lake below it, surrounded by evergreen trees. The spot was breathtaking. There was no other way to describe it. It would of been perfect, if not for the annoyingly loud road beside it. "Seriously?", I would've said to the construction workers. "You had to build it here?" "Yes, ma'am!", some just as annoying dude would say. Then I would get mad at them and swear. Maybe possibly hurt them. Don't worry, it will be a gentle kick in the shins. (No, I was lying. It WON'T be gentle. but don't tell anyone! OR ELSE...) Yeah, that's all I would want to do. I walked farther down the sidewalk. I was so distracted by the beautiful scenery, that I didn't hear someone land behind me. Then I was greeted with a familiar-

"Hey Butterbutt." I turned around and saw my stupid-ass counterpart with his stupid smirk on his face. I growled.

"Butch. You are the last person on the earth that I would like to see. Now go!" I yelled. He just shook his head and got closer to me until he was in my face.

"Aw, that's hurts BC. But what if I don't want to?" I blushed at the closeness of his face. I looked at his forest-green eyes, still reflecting the sunset beside us. His smirk was already a sign of his mischief and pride. His eyes stared directly at mine, as if he was challenging me. Does he think he can beat me? Well he's wrong. I could do this. So I put on a poker face and said...

"Then you're entering a world of pain."

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Lalala...I'm driving the Pokey Oaks high to deliver the Antidote X to his teenage brainiac daughter, Blossom. You'd think I would be more mature than that, but I just got out of collage! And I like acting like a kid. It makes me feel young again...even if I'm just 20 years old. I don't know why Professor Utonium would give two carts of antidote to his daughter, but I guess it's because she needed to use it for a high school project and he trusts her. And besides, I hear Blossom and her two other sisters are superheroes! They can take care of themselves! And the Professor was about to cry about something, so I am happy to do this for him!

Pokey Oaks high isn't that far, but it is heavy to carry two carts of Antidote X there without breaking your back. I looked at my GPS. Oh, look! See, I'm almost there! That was fast! But up ahead, I see two black figures on the sidewalk who looked like they were fighting. Maybe they are people from Pokey Oaks high! Maybe I can ask them where it is! I drove turbo speeded to get more faster to them. But then I accidentally...you don't even want to know. I'm sorry Professor...

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"Had enough yet?" Butch shouted at me while trying to land a punch in my face. I caught his hand and flipped him over. He hit the ground hard.

"Why do you want to know? Is it because you know that you are gonna lose?!" He growled at me and pulled my arm so that I flipped over as well. When I hit the ground, he pinned me, holding my hands down with his arms.

"Look who's talking." He smirked at me. I forcefully flipped both of us over so that I was on the top. I snarled at him. He just put his hands behind his head, still smirking as if he was relaxing. I rose my eyebrow. "Hm, I think I like this position."he simply stated. I started punching his face, but he always found ways to avoid the punches. Ugh, this won't work! I jumped off him. He jumped up after me.

"Aw, BC. I actually liked that position." That's it. I got so mad, I couldn't think. I lunged after him. And all he said was, "Aw, I knew you loved me.", and moved to the side so that I would miss him. He then pushed me in front of the road. Come on Butch! Do you think I'm that weak?

"Wow Butch. You are so strong! Maybe-"

"BC, WATCH OUT!". It was the last thing I heard before I turned around and darkness overcame me...

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