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Endsville High	By : ManChesterEngland Category: +G through L > Grim Adventures of Billy and Mandy Views: 5259 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the cartoon(s) that this fanfiction is written for, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
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Warnings: Lots of cussing (because that's just what I make all my characters do)

Chapter 10

Nigel Uno had never been so nervous in his life. ‘I can’t believe this! It’s not a date Nigel, get a hold of yourself! You’ve been on many death defying missions and here you are about to piss your pants when all you have to do is knock on a bloody door! Where are your bloody balls, man?’

Nigel rubbed his sweaty palms on the back of his jeans. He lifted his fist to Abigail’s door but he couldn’t bring it down for a knock. He sighed, turned and made his way to the vehicle hanger. ‘You’re a bloody pussy,’ he thought self-depreciatingly.

Nigel grunted under his breath and leaned against his car. He never drove it but tonight he was making an exception. He took out his communicator and chose the chicken’s way out.

“Numbuh Five, this is Numbuh One. Could you meet me at the hanger, we’re going to be late for the concert. Numbuh One, over and out,” Nigel cut off the signal.

‘I really am a pussy,’ sighed Nigel as he stretched out on his car to relax while he awaited Abigail. He closed his eyes and began to think about tonight. ‘I wonder how tonight is going to go. I hope I make some progress. I mean, even though we’re just going as friends that doesn’t mean I can’t try to make her consider us as more than friends… right?’

Nigel heard the door swoosh open. Slowly he opened his eyes and his breath was taken away.

Abigail was most definitely HOT! She was dressed in a navy blue strapless top with a faded blue jean jacket over it and short jeans shorts that were frayed at the end. Her hair was let loose and cascaded over her face covering one side of it. She had on big hoop earrings and enough silver chains and jewelry she could open her personal jewelry shop. She had on ankle length stiletto heeled boots and fishnet stockings on her feet and legs respectively.

When she was close enough Nigel could smell her perfume, ‘Abigail wears perfume?’, and he could see the makeup she had on. Her eyes were highlighted with blue eye-shadow, black eye liner, and dark mascara. It made her lashes look longer and fuller, and it made her eyes look large and bright. Her lips gleamed with lip gloss and Nigel was sure he was not going to survive the night without doing something stupid.

Nigel quickly looked away, ‘Shit, nose bleed!’

Abigail walked up to Nigel’s car. She knew she had over done it. She had tried her best to look casual but she couldn’t seem to help herself. No matter how many times she thought, ‘it’s only Nigel, no need to get worked up’, she still managed to pick something nice. She knew she looked like she was going on a date but it couldn’t be helped.

She watched Nigel, whose back was still turned away from her, for a couple of minutes. Her impatience grew. She wanted them to leave but, she also kind of wanted Nigel to look at her and maybe comment on her attire. It wouldn’t hurt. She cleared her throat loudly to gain his attention.

Nigel turned to face her. How he managed not to gulp he would never know. He slid off his car hood and looked Abigail over once more. He looked at her eyes. “You look really great Abby,” he croaked. His voice came out as husky and low. ‘Is that my voice? Blimey, I sound about as horny as I feel!’

Abigail smiled. Nigel sounded really good when his voice croaked like that. But of course she wasn’t going to tell him that. “Thanks Nigel, you look pretty good yourself,” she replied.

Nigel nodded and made to open the door for her when he stopped, “Oh yeah I forgot, you can do that yourself.” He walked over to his door. He didn’t want to do anything to ruin this night. When he gets her to agree to a date then he’d open as many doors for her as he pleased but for now, he’d let her do as she pleased.

Abigail nodded in return. She opened the passenger door as Nigel opened the door to the driver’s seat. When they were both settled in Nigel turned the key in the ignition and revved up his car. He looked over at Abigail. “Let’s get this show on the road,” he smirked.

Soon they were racing down the streets towards the astrodome where the concert would be held.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

HONK! HONK!

“Hey Powerpuffs, get your asses out here or we’re going to be late!” yelled Mandy as she hit her car horn once more.

The front door to the Utonium residence opened and Buttercup walked out. She was decked in a leather jacket, matching leather skirt, green tank top that read “Green Bitch”, and knee length leather boots with green and black stripped socks. Her face was made up to look rather dark and she sported skull earrings in her lobes.

“Hold your fucking horses already, we’re coming,” grumbled Buttercup as she hopped into the front seat not bothering to open the door.

“No swearing Buttercup,” they heard Blossom yell from inside.

“Well, you look completely fuckable,” commented Mandy ignoring Blossom’s comment and trying to start a conversation for want of something better to do.

“Thanks, and you don’t look half bad either,” smiled Buttercup lecherously.

Mandy simply nodded and watched as the other two Powerpuffs exited their home. The girls were dressed the same way except for the different colors of their tank tops, shoes, and chosen jewelry. Bubbles’s tank read, “Bubbly Chic,” while Blossom’s read, “Beauty and Brains Mix.”

Once the other two girls were settled in the back Mandy swerved her car back unto the road in a completely illegal u-turn and sped towards the dome.

“Don’t you think you’re going a bit too fast?” asked Blossom her hair flying in the wind.

“Nope, besides we want to get there on time right?” replied Mandy not once letting up her speed.

“Whatever,” conceded Blossom trying to tame her flying mane and skirt at the same time.

The trip was short and soon they were swarming into the dome with other teens. Buttercup turned to Mandy and yelled in her ear. “We need to get as close to the front as possible.”

Mandy simply shrugged not really caring where they were as long as they were in.

Buttercup faced their throng of seven. “Come on, follow me,” she yelled gesturing extravagantly.

They shoved and pushed their way till they were close to the barricades in the front. Buttercup looked up at the stage. She could barely contain her excitement. She turned to say something to Bubbles and Mandy when someone pushed her. “Hey, watch where you’re going dickwad!” she whirled on the person.

The person, who turned out to be an equally foul tempered blonde called Helga, whirled and scowled in return, “Who the hell are you calling a dickwad?”

Buttercup blinked. ‘Oh it’s just her.’ “Never mind, my bad, I didn’t know it was you.”

Helga blinked as well recognition dawning in her eyes. “Hey you’re Buttercup, right?” she said.

“Yeah, what’s it to you?” asked Buttercup looking suspicious.

“I always meant to talk to you in school but I never got the chance. I’m Helga,” she said and instead of offering her hand she crossed her arms and smirked in what seemed to be a challenge.

Buttercup nodded and crossed her arms as well, “I know who you are. Why’d you want to talk to me?”

“Nothing really, just thought I’d try being friendly,” she shrugged.

“Uh huh, so you wanted to be my friend?” asked Buttercup returning her smirk.

“Yeah, you could say something like that,” answered Helga with a weird gleam in her eyes.

Buttercup cocked her brow, ‘That’s bloodlust in her eyes…’ Her smirk broke into a real grin, “Why the hell not, as long as you get along with Mandy then we’re cool.”

Helga finally noticed the other blonde that stood next to the green Powerpuff. She looked at Mandy’s face and saw the barely restrained evil intent in her and smiled as well. “I think I can handle that,” she said still looking at Mandy. “This is Phoebe by the way,” she indicated the Asian girl by her side.

“Hey,” said Buttercup turning back to the stage. She didn’t have much interest in the Asian anyway. She had the crazy blonde on her side and that’s all she needed. ‘I wonder if I’d bump into anyone else I know,’ she thought as she waited for the show to start.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Dexter was still trying to understand how he had been conned into going to this concert as he scowled at the ground. He stood between Jimmy and Otto and they were really close to the stage. It was five minutes till go time and Dexter was contemplating his escape.

As he had just made up his mind on the best escape route, a loud clap of thunder sounded and silence fell in the entire dome. Dexter was confused. ‘Was that real? What’s going on?’

A screen of smoke filtered unto the stage as instruments rose from the stage floor. Shadows could be seen slithering and slinking through the artificial fog but no one could really make out who they were. Lightening struck causing the crowd to look up. From the ceiling, the band slowly descended like vampires, floating effortlessly to the stage.

Once they were positioned at their respective instruments, nothing happened for what seemed like fifteen minutes but was probably no longer than five. Everyone in the dome held their breath as they waited for the opening number. Suddenly the lead opened his eyes and another clap of thunder reverberated through the dome. Some people jumped.

“Are you ready for carnage and destruction?” he asked in a voice that could only be described as alien. It was silken. It sounded impossibly smooth like he wasn’t speaking but pouring out honey and nectar. It rolled over his tongue, sounding deep and enchanting.

The crowd fell into a deep hush at the sound. Suddenly a loud roar could be heard as the crowd violently cheered.

The guy on stage smiled and tossed his midnight black hair over his shoulders. Slowly he began to sing. He sounded like a snake charmer. He sang like he was making love to the song. The base guitar came in adding a pulsing beat to his words, then the drums amped up the speed, and then the guitar and the guy with the turn table added their enchanting mix to the fray. Soon the music was flowing through the whole dome and everyone was vibrating with the tune.

Dexter didn’t know when he too started to move but he felt like he was being controlled by the song. ‘How could I have hated them? They are so awesome!’

Jimmy leaned over to Dexter’s ear and panted, “I told you you’d love them by the end of tonight.”

Dexter grunted. He couldn’t reply, he simply moved. He twisted and turned with the music. He saw Libby grind into Sheen and watched as Cindy suddenly grabbed Jimmy to do the same. Tootie was dancing with Timmy and Dexter wondered if Timmy knew what he was doing or was just simply moving with the music, beyond control like he was.

Dexter felt a desire to grind as well. He saw Suzy. She was moving like a snake. Dexter wanted to go up to her but he couldn’t bring his legs to move that far. He turned and latched on to the person closest to him.

Otto gasped when he felt Dexter grab him. He felt more than saw Dexter move close to him till his breath was in Otto’s face. Otto blushed furiously when Dexter suddenly rolled his hips into Otto’s. “D-d-exter …? What are you doing?” he stammered.

“Nothing, I’m just dancing Otto,” he breathed into Otto’s ear, pulling Otto flush against him as he continued to move.

Dexter’s hands clutched desperately to Otto’s shoulders and he panted with each movement as he danced. He kept rotating his hips in order to alternate the movement of his grind.

Otto moaned as his hands settled on Dexter’s hips, ‘Oh man, something’s wrong. Something is very wrong. I like this too much; way too much. I need to get Dexter off me.’ Just as Otto completed the thought, the song was suddenly over and it was like a spell was broken, Dexter pulled his head back. Otto managed not to whimper at the loss. Dexter blinked and stared at Otto’s blushing face.

Realization dawned and Dexter slowly peeled himself completely off Otto. He looked down at his feet, obviously red despite the cover of darkness. “Sorry, I don’t know what came over me,” he apologized under his breath still breathing deeply from exertion.

Otto smiled and tapped Dexter lightly on the shoulder. He wanted to play it off as no big, “Its ok, I understand. The next song is about to start.”

Just like Otto said the next song poured through the speakers and everyone began to move again. This song was less intoxicating and Dexter found he could resist the urge to dance. He looked at Otto who was moving next to him.

Dexter knew Otto had lied when he said it was ok. He just didn’t know why. Dexter stood pondering through the second song but eventually he got back into the spirit. Neither of them noticed the lopsided grin on Jimmy’s face as he turned back to dance with Cindy.

The concert went on for hours and thankfully nothing weird happened again. Dexter even danced with Suzy at some point but he wasn’t sure he would remember it come tomorrow.
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