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Fear of the Unknown	By : KamirineGoddess Category: +M through R > PowerPuff Girls Views: 8813 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own PowerPuff Girls, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Boys Will Be Bastards
- 2-Girls Will Be a Lot of Things
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- 2
Author’s Notes:
This story is strictly being written for Shooting_Star, who politely asked me to write a PPG x RRB story. The only thing I was asked not to include was Yuri/SLASH and pregnancy so if this bothers you: don’t read.

Hopefully, this story won’t be too long, as I’m currently writing other fan fictions…but then again Seph’s Guide was suppose to be short too…

Summary:
The Rowdyruff Boys make a bet over a weekend getaway sponsored by Princess Morebucks that they can sleep with one of our favorite girls first. But when things don’t go as they planned, when actually winning is a lot harder than it seems, and when you just can’t stand a girl that much… how far will either boy go to actually win--if they all even want to play anymore?

Warnings:
Fluff, Violence, Strong Sexual Content, Humor, Language, as in the bad varity.

Pairings:
Blossom x Brick, Butch x Buttercup, Bubbles x Boomer, Bubbles x Mike Believe (Kinda)

Fear of the Unknown
Prologue: Boys Will Be Bastards

Narrator:
In the City of …well hell, you know where we are…just start the damn story.

“Stop flipping the channel so much!”

“And put it on what? Nothin’s on!” Boomer complained, the blond flipping the channels swiftly before a moment later, he sat upright, looking wide eyed and confused when the large television simply blew up.

The read head of the trio simply muttering under his breath as he laid back on the comfortable mango colored (Him had some weird taste…) couch lazily, shifting the bill of his hat on his head as the blue eyed blond immediately glaring at their raven haired brother in an accusing manner. “Oh well that solved the problem of us being fucking bored!”

“I don’t see you flippin the channel,” Butch sneered. “So yeah, I guess it did.”

“But now we’re bored with nothing to watch,” Boomer snapped. “And you broke what--the fourth T.V. I’ve stolen in one week?”

“Just go get another one,” Butch shrugged and Boomer threw the controller at him, the former simply catching it and tossing it aside, still looking moody. “You go get another one!”

“You should be happy,” Butch insisted in a bored tone, shooting him a side glance. “Gives you something to do.”

“Douche`.”

“Dumbass.”

“Asshole!”

“Shut it,” Brick snapped and both boys immediately fell silent, staring at the red head as he continued to simply stare forward before sneering slightly as he glared at the broken television set. They stayed like this for a while until too much time passed and Boomer tilted his head to the side, looking quizzically at Brick. “What are you--”

“I’m trying to think!” he snapped angrily and Butch gave Boomer a nasty smirk. “Try it sometimes, maybe you won’t be so bored.”

Boomer only glared at him before rolling his eyes and settling in a lazy position in his recliner, upside down, his legs swinging over the back of the furniture.

He never had been the sharpest person in the world but it really pissed him off when his brother’s constantly reminded him of it. Not that they hadn’t been since they were younger boys--but he still found it just as annoying today.

His mind wondered--see, even if it didn’t know what subject to stay on, he was at least thinking so he could do it--until he thought of a certain bubbly blond that made him scowl. She’d smacked him in the face with her pom-pom…and that was after he’d complimented her about how great her legs looked in her cheerleading skirt.

“What,” Butch snapped, glaring at him annoyed and Boomer shook his head. Even after all these years, the trio of boys still had a nasty rivalry with the Powerpuff Girls. But then again, Boomer could barely believe they still called themselves the Powerpuffs. How stupid of a name was Powerpuff anyway? What hell was a powerpuff even?!

Not only was it completely girly and stupid…it was completely stupid!

Now Rowdyruff Boys…you couldn’t get better than that: they still went by that name and it suited them perfectly, they were still a rowdy and ruff bunch of guys (Or bastards, as Buttercup had so lovingly ‘nicknamed them.) only older.

And better looking--or at least he was. Defiantly, he was the best look of the three, though his brothers where…okay.

Butch had short, spiky black hair with sharp, deep emerald eyes. He was the biggest of the three now, lean like the rest of them but had a bit of muscle mass. He usually wore sleeveless tight muscles shirts, hunter green, and baggy black pants with zippers on every pocket and even one that ran completely around the leg right before the knee (turning them into shorts). But he also had so many belts and chains attached the article of clothing that it often made Boomer and quite a few others, literally dizzy.

He had both ears pierced, two holes in each (HIM had forbidden him to get his nose pierced like he’d wanted, saying it was taking. Imagine, HIM saying something was tacky…) and had these bracelets…or ‘bands’ as he insisted…that looked like thin black belts around his wrist.

The girls said he had this ‘dark’ look to him that made him ‘cute’…but then again, being captain of the football team might help as well.

Then there was Brick. He still had that red baseball cap, always worn backwards unless he was fidgeting with it, that hid his long red bangs but not his mid back length hair, which he in a low ponytail.

His eyes were still intense, crimson pools that glare--because Brick never seemed to look at anything, he either glared and glared hatefully--at something.

He now sported a red, white and black windbreak jacket that had a belt that fastened it along the neckline kept closed at almost all times which hid the plain black shirt he wore underneath it. (Note: His PPGZ jacket…I really like that jacket…) His baggy pants were exactly the same as his brother Butch‘s, only his had weird tribal writing on the sides in ride and were outlined in white and only one chain that connected to his right front belt loop and back pocket.

Boomer’s outfit was a bit more practical: a white and blue sports hoody that had his name on the back in graffiti writing (done by himself) with a zip up turtle neck, navy blue, underneath. His hair was more of a dirty blond now, shaggy and haloing his face, hiding his beautiful ocean blue eyes very well with his bangs.

He loved the navy band watch Mojo had given him and never took it off while his pants were once again, exactly the same as his brothers, though minus all the ridiculous belts and on the side of his left pants leg, was his name yet again in graffiti, in blue outlined with white.

“Let’s start packing,” Brick said suddenly, getting to his feet and snapping Boomer out of his sulking as he and Butch looked up at him. “Huh?”

“That trip from school,” Brick replied coolly, his face remaining stony as he floated his way for a nearby stair case that lead to their room. “We’re going. Get your shit together.”

“Fuck, you’re making us go to that crap!” Butch snapped heatedly as he got to his own feet and Boomer followed suit, frowning himself. “How come? We barely even go.”

That certainly was true--sort of. They did go…they just never stayed. Butch went to football practice and that was about all the boy ever seemed to be interested in--which was great because he, along with Boomer, practically got a get out of jail free card on the matter of school work because they were two of the schools star athletes. Brick went to only his favorite classes (and actually earned his good grades) while Boomer attended those that had the prettiest girls he could flirt with.

Their ‘father’--or one of them--Mojo was the only reason they actually went in the first place because he was oddly insistent--though he never explained exactly why. Not that the boys cared too much--it was something to do and people to harass. Plus when they really bored, those stupid Powerpuff girls were there to keep things interesting.

“Junior class field trip,” Brick explained matter of factly. “That Morebucks chick’s father is paying for the entire year to go to one his private islands. And since you both keep bitching about having nothing to do--”

“Hot girls in small bikinis? I’m there,” Boomer beamed, cutting a now very annoyed Brick off while Butch rolled his eyes. “Like you’ll be getting laid.”

Boomer glared at the him. “Unlike the two of you, I’ve actually seen what girls look like without clothes!”

“Pictures don’t count here stupid,” Butch retorted and Brick snickered while Boomer instantly sneered. “Like either one of you have gotten with a girl.”

“Plenty,” Brick replied simply, waving the manner off and Butch smirked. “Was that like a joke question or something?”

“I could get any girl I wanted,” Boomer insisted in a snappy tone and his brother immediately looked at one another, both smirking like a wolf that had just caught their prey. To anyone else, it would have been unnerving but to Boomer it meant only one thing: someone had just thought of a ‘good’ idea.

“Any girl huh?” Butch repeated slyly, arching his brow and Boomer gave him a smug glance over “Any stupid bimbo you can think of, I can sleep with.”

“Are you sure about that bro,” Butch teased, getting right in his face and Boomer stood his ground, meeting his brother glare unflinchingly. This made Butch’s smirk widen before he looked back at Brick who only let his own smirk widen as he nodded. “Alright then little bro,”

It was weird: they were born at the exact same time, the exact same minute, the exact same way…but for some reason, they ‘age’ went by ranking in the group: Brick was the leader and therefore, seen as the oldest. Butch was next and the middle child while both always looked at Boomer as if he was the youngest and treated him like such. (Both were surprisingly protective of him when it came to outsiders.)

“Care to make things interesting?”

“Like how?” Boomer questioned curiously and it was Brick that answered. “Like placing a little wager on your ‘skills’.”

Boomer shrugged. “Bring it.”

“I bet that you can’t sleep with a girl over this weekend getaway thing,” Butch stated matter of factly and Boomer snorted and laughed in his face. “Are you serious? That’s all?”

“Do you think we‘ll make it that easy,” Brick questioned viciously while Butch sneered. “Not just any girl you idiot: You’ve got to sleep with that annoying Powerpuff girl.”

“The blond one,” Butch added quickly and both boys stared at him curiously but said nothing before Boomer pretend to look shocked, his bright blue eyes visibly wide through his bangs while his mouth hung slightly open before he gave a slow, devious smirk.

“Is that all,” he cackled and his brother glared at each other before frowning at him, Butch speaking again. “You think it’s that easy huh?”

“It’s Bubbles,” Boomer bragged, flicking a piece of his bang carelessly to the side, his smirk never wavering. “And while I may be stupid, I’m smart enough to know when girls are into me: and she’s past into me.”

Brick snickered and Butch snorted as he cross his arms. “Is she?”

“She is,” Boomer snapped matter of factly. “And besides, even if she wasn’t: how hard would it be to sleep with Bubbles anyway? She’s dumber than I am--”

“And that’s saying something,” Brick agreed and Boomer glared at him before he continued. “And naïve as hell: I could probably ask her to sleep with me and she’d do it.”

His brothers got quiet for a moment before they glanced at each other and nodded in agreement. “Yeah, I guess that is too easy,”

“Then let’s make it more interesting,” Boomer announced slyly, glaring at his brothers evilly and causing both to slowly glare at him coldly as they realized where he was probably going.

“No,” Brick replied matter of factly, not even waiting to hear the rest of the challenge before he floated upstairs, Boomer quickly flying after, past and halting in front of him with his hand held out.

“What’s the matter big bro,” he tease with a smug smirk of triumph. “Can dish it out but can’t take it?”

“Are you serious?” Butch sneered from behind the pair, his arms folded over his chest as he glared almost hatefully at the blond while Brick continued to look at him with cold crimson eyes. “We can take anything your little pansy ass can through at us…but who would want to sleep with…that?!”

“What are you talking about, that bitch might be a lot of things, but ugly, Bubbles ain’t,” Boomer admitted and Brick looked as though he was ready to attack him for even remotely giving the girl a compliment. “If you act like you wanted to sleep with her any more, you might actually be a slut moron.”

“Give a rest Brick, I know your onslaught of insults only belies the fact that you both know that out of the three of us, I would be able to win, hands down,” Boomer snorted in amusement. “Bubbles is almost like a free win and out of the three, the least likely to have you trying to chew through your own arm to get away from in the morning. And you both know it. There is no way either of you could ever get the other two to sleep with you, trick wise or otherwise.”

“Take that back,” Butch snarled and Boomer shrugged. “Hey bro, I call it like I see it. And I’m seeing you both as cowardly losers.”

“Your so full of shit,” Brick snapped, glaring at him in annoyance before narrowing his eyes. “Fine. We’re all in: the first guy that can sleep with one of the girls, wins.”

“And when I beat the living snot out of you two assholes, what do I get?” Butch snapped and Boomer and Brick both glared at him though the red head was the one to answer. “Whatever you want.”

Butch arched his brow and Boomer looked over at Brick curiously. “So whoever wins the bet gets whatever he wants?”

“Didn’t I just say that?” Brick snapped and Boomer flinched back a little, looking irate. “Stop yelling at me, geez, just because you got the worst target to work with.”

“Yeah,” Butch snickered. “That bitchy goody-goody barely knows how to get those sticks out of her ass, do you really think she’s actually gonna let loose enough to sleep with someone?”

“You‘d be surprised at what I can convince a girl to do Butch,” Brick replied in a calm, soft and cold demeanor, causing a moment silence that made him smirk. He loved doing that demeanor--it always unnerved his brothers into silence. “Besides, I think your chances may be a little worse: lesbians aren’t into guys and if she’s remotely by, she for damn sure isn’t into you.”

“Are you serious? If she doesn’t want to do it willingly--”

“Aaaand, that’s the first rule,” Brick announced quickly, glaring at his raven haired brother who snorted.. “Since when did we ever follow rules?”

“Since you’re always been a fucking cheat and we’re not on the same team,” Boomer announced matter of factly. “You can’t get use ‘force’ to get the lesbo to sleep with you.”

“Well why the hell not?” Butch snapped and Brick smirked at Boomer’s once in a year show of intelligence. “Cause there’s no challenge in just forcing her into doing it, that’s why. You have to actually work for this victory ape face, and not use the only strength you have: force.”

“Fine, then blonde can’t trick his bimbo into doing it either,” Butch snapped nastily and Boomer opened his mouth as if to say something but Brick held up his hand. “He’s right: if he can’t force Buttercup, you can’t trick Bubbles. That doesn’t mean you can’t use her stupidity to your advantage but you can’t outright deceive her.”

“That doesn’t make any sense,” Boomer replied confused and Brick rolled his eyes. “She has to know what your doing, why your doing it, and agree to it bonehead. She has to be aware of her actions and actually want to do it.”

“Oh,” Boomer scowled, looking just as annoyed as Butch. “Alright fine. But you can’t get Blossom to agree to say she slept with you just to win either.”

Brick rolled his eyes, realizing his first plan was out the window. “ So we do this the hard way then. I’m still coming out with the better girl.”

“Whatever,” Boomer smirked and the red head continued. “Then it’s set: first one to sleep with their girl gets whatever they want from the other two boys. No raping them, or forcing them by any other means. No tricking them by using their stupidity or any other means into doing it. And no telling the girl or making any deals with them to do it just so you can win. All other methods are acceptable and it has to be done before Monday morning, when we come back. Agreed?”

“Wait!” Boomer called and they both looked over at him. “How can we actually prove we slept with her?”

“Hmm,” Brick thought for a moment and Butch smirked. “Make her do the walk of shame.”

“The what?” Boomer frowned and Brick arched his brow at him as Butch’s smirk widened. “The walk of shame: when a girl has to walk back to her bedroom naked. We can destroy their clothing and give a signal when they’re about to leave so we can watch to verify that you actually slept together: cause I doubt any of them would go waltzing around naked.”

Boomer smirked mischievously and Brick nodded. “Works for me.”

“Then let the games begin,” Butch cackled melodramatically, clapping his hands together and rubbing them before he his voice gave a deep, nerve chilling laugh that made both of his brothers roll their eyes for the millionth time that day.

“Don’t look to surprised when Bubbles is floating her naked ass back to her room,“ Boomer smirked and Brick only snorted. “When will you two losers learn that there’s a reason I’m called the superior of this trio?”

“Superior douchbag,” Butch and Boomer snorted in unison before the raven haired boy pushed his brother into the wall hard and screamed “Jinx!”, the blond glaring at him angrily and giving chase as they both disappeared in streaks of green and blue, Brick only shaking his head as he casually floated after them, his mind already running millions of ways to get that self-righteous bitch to actually win this bet for him.

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Author's Notes:
This is my first time writting a PPG story so be gentle. ::me-ow:: I really hope you liked the first chapter and more to come soon! Thanks for reading thus far!
~Kamirine
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