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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.

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Disclaimer:......... same applies as in chapter 1

Chapter 2

A girl in the pink skirt and red bow picked up her tray and headed towards her sisters. She wasn’t sure she liked this new school. It seemed so sketchy. Everyone seemed to have a secret, though she couldn’t quite put her finger on it. It was just a feeling. She dropped her tray and sat down opposite her sisters who were dressed in blue and green respectively. She smiled at them.

“What are you so happy about?” attacked the girl wearing the green tank top and black jacket. She was the least happy about their sudden school change and she was exhibiting that feeling in her mood.

“Nothing,” replied the pink girl quickly wiping the smile from her face and stabbing her salad.

“Don’t mind her Blossom. You know Buttercup’s just mad because we had to come to this school. She’ll get over it,” said the girl with the blond pigtails and blue summer dress with a white half sweater while she dipped a fry in some ketchup.

“I know Bubbles, thanks,” smiled Blossom.

“Whatever,” huffed Buttercup.

As they ate, something shattered across the room. All three girls turned towards the source of the sound.

A blonde girl appeared to be manhandling some big guy. She was twisting his arm in a very weird way. It looked extremely painful, and from the look on the boy’s face they could tell it was. He seemed to be trying to hold on, almost like he didn’t want to give in even though it seemed like at any moment his arm was going to pop.

“Hey, we need to stop her!” said Blossom to her sisters getting up from her seat.

“Why?” asked Buttercup.

“Because we’re the Powerpuff Girls and we have to help those in need!” glared Blossom angrily. She hated it when Buttercup acted like she didn’t know what they were supposed to do. And she was damn tired of her attitude.

“Oh… right, I forgot,” replied Buttercup sarcastically.

Blossom rolled her eyes and turned towards the commotion. They made their way over quickly to the blonde girl and the cowering boy.

He was sweating bullets.

“Let him go. Bullying is wrong,” said Blossom firmly to the girl.

Slowly the girl turned and looked at her. “Excuse me?” she said in the most monotone and driest of voices. She didn’t seem amused, annoyed, in fact it was almost like she felt no emotion from the look in her eyes. She exhibited a complete and total lack of interest.

“Mandy’s no bully,” said a boy in glasses and dressed in predominantly black.

“Well, it looks like she is,” retorted Blossom breaking her gaze from the blonde to focus on the boy with glasses.

“Just let him go. He looks like he’s in pain,” said Bubbles to the blonde girl while Blossom directed her focus to the boy with the glasses. Bubbles hated seeing people suffer.

“And he will continue to be in pain till he apologizes for what he did to Billy,” replied the blonde girl Blossom assumed was Mandy.

“Look we can do this the easy way or the hard way,” scowled Buttercup cracking her knuckles. “One last time, let the guy go!”

Mandy replied by tightening her hold on the boy. He yelped in pain. A crowd had gradually formed around them.

“What do you say Sperg? Do you think I should let you go? You know the magic words…” said Mandy in that same monotone to the boy she was manhandling.

Sperg gritted his teeth and swallowed. He panted. His arm hurt like hell. How could a girl like this be so strong? Another twist of his arm…

“That’s it!” growled Buttercup swinging her arm in the air ready to throw a right hook but she was stopped when the boy suddenly yelled, “I’m sorry ok? I’m sorry! I won’t do it again I promise!”

“Good boy,” said Mandy. She released his arm and dusted her hands. She looked down at him for another second, turned, and said, “Clean up this mess would you?” she commanded more than asked while pointing at the broken cup. Then she left the cafeteria.

The Powerpuff girls turned and watched her leave. Sperg held his arm tenderly while scowling at a boy in a red baseball cap. The boy looked around and quickly ran after Mandy. A black boy with glasses that was standing next to him quickly followed.

Blossom turned, “Why didn’t anyone do anything?” she asked no one in particular.

“Because Mandy is the senior class president and the student council president,” replied the Goth boy in glasses. “She does whatever she wants.”

“How can she be president when she’s so mean?” asked Bubbles. “I would never have voted for her.”

“Mandy isn’t mean!” he frowned at her like she had just spoken blasphemy. “She’s our savior.”

Buttercup huffed, “Savior my ass! She’s a bloody bully and should be treated like any other bully.”

The boy scowled darkly. “Take that back!” he growled.

“No way! I call ‘em how I see ‘em,” retorted Buttercup.

The boy looked like he was about to pop a blood vessel. Buttercup didn’t understand what he was so pissed about but she didn’t like the way he was looking at her.

“You better quit looking at me like that or you’ll regret it,” warned Buttercup.

“Really? What are you going to do about it then?” he smirked. “Make me wear green? Or maybe you’ll ask your sister’s for help and then go tell a teacher?”

He was egging her on. She hated that. Buttercup’s temper short circuited. She punched him and sent him flying through the walls.

“BUTTERCUP!” yelled Blossom glaring at her. “How could you do that? We’re new here; you can’t go punching people through buildings!”

Buttercup shrugged. “Well, he asked for it. Besides it wasn’t a completely bad thing; now he knows not to mess with me,” she said calmly.

Unexpectedly a long black tentacle wrapped itself around Buttercup and pulled her outside through the hole created by the momentum from her punch. Bubbles screamed. What the hell was that?

The tentacle slammed Buttercup to the ground. She gritted her teeth and twisted her way out of it. She floated in the air as she growled down at the source of the tentacle. Below her stood the Goth boy and from his back emanated about ten tentacles each of them snaking this way and that. They looked liked they had minds of their own. His eyes glowed an unearthly green and his nails had grown and sharpened into claws. He was growling at her, revealing his sharp teeth.

Shocked could not describe how Buttercup felt at that moment. How was she supposed to know that the guy was some type of monster?

The tentacles flew at her. She dodged a couple, zapped some of them with her laser vision but they were coming at her too fast. Soon she was wrapped in their grip again and the boy was smiling at her in a very deadly way.

“Now you would know not to mess with Mandy,” he snarled

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Mandy was walking down the hallway when a shadow grew from the ground. It took the shape of the Grim Reaper.

Mandy scowled, “What is it Grim?”

“A fight Mandy,” he answered. “Nergal Jr. lost his temper and he’s about to hurt one of those girls from earlier.”

Mandy’s scowl grew. “Give me the scythe Grim,” she demanded holding her hand out. Grim gave it to her.

“Not in my school,” she grumbled as she headed towards the cafeteria for the second time that day.

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Buttercup screamed as 1000 volts of electricity coursed trough her body. She gritted her teeth. This kid was obviously powerful and why in the world weren’t her sisters helping her?

Blossom looked on in shock. She knew she had to do something but was still paralyzed from the realization that she and her sisters weren’t the only ones with special abilities.

‘How many more are there?’ she thought glancing around slightly. ‘What would they do to me if I tried to help her?’

The doors burst open and the Mandy girl, who this whole fight was over, marched in (actually more like ‘marched out’ considering they were no longer in the building). She seemed to be extremely ticked about something and this time she carried with her a…

“Is that a scythe?!” thought Blossom out loud in alarm.

“Oh no!” mumbled Bubbles under her breath.

Mandy went up to Junior and pointed the scythe at him purposefully. “Drop the girl Junior,” she commanded, “Or else…”

Junior looked at her. “But Mandy she was saying bad stuff about you,” he tried to explain.

The sky got darker as clouds moved in and the rumble of thunder could be heard. “I don’t care, now drop her!” she spoke her tone dropping in emphasis on her last two words.

Junior looked mad, then sad, finally he released his hold on Buttercup and she fell to the ground with a loud thud. She tried getting up. Man, her muscles hurt but she wasn’t about to look like a total weakling.

Mandy relaxed her grip on the scythe and the day slowly returned to normal, the clouds quickly disappearing to nothing exposing the bright blue of the sky again. She snapped her fingers and Grim appeared next to her. She gave him the scythe and walked towards Junior. She scowled darkly and pointed at him. She was furious.

“You should know better,” she accused him.

“Mandy, I’m sorry, I got mad,” he apologized looking at his shoes as his tentacles disappeared into his body. “You know I can’t stand it when people say stuff about you. It just isn’t right after all you’ve done.” He looked up at her, his face pleading with her to understand.

Mandy’s face relaxed. She wasn’t smiling but she wasn’t scowling either. Her face just seemed normal stuck in a perpetual disinterested glare.

“Look Junior, how many times do I have to say this,” she sighed. “If I don’t get mad about it, then you can’t get mad about it. It’s my problem.”

“I know but…” he began.

“No buts, that’s the last time Junior,” she cut in. “This is the last time I let you off easy. Next time you’re going to get a suspension for sure because I’ll take it to the head, got it?”

“Got it,” he replied.

“Good,” Mandy turned and walked away. Grim walked (floated) beside her as they disappeared from sight. Over her shoulder they heard her yell, “Lunch’s over people, back to class.”

Junior looked at Buttercup, who was standing and staring at him like he was a freak, then left.

Buttercup coked her eyebrow. She couldn’t believe a single thing she just saw. Not one. Who was Mandy? And why did they all listen to her like that? Why did that kid want to protect her so much?

She walked over to her sisters. Scowling at the questions in her mind and the beating she had just received. She never got her ass kicked that easily, it just never happens.

“We need to ask around and find out who this Mandy is,” said Blossom all of a sudden.

Buttercup looked at her weird, ‘She just voiced my thoughts… Man, I hate it when we’re all in sync.’

“Yeah, I agree,” chimed in Bubbles.

Buttercup simply nodded.

They began to walk back into school when someone said, “I can tell you.”

“What?” All three girls turned.

The boy in the red baseball cap with the big nose that ‘Sperg’ had been staring at was standing behind them. Next to him was the black boy with the glasses that had run out with him.

The big nosed boy smiled a little, “I can tell you what you need to know about Mandy,” he repeated.

“You can?” asked Blossom. She looked at her sisters. They looked just as surprised as she was. She focused back on the boy cocking her eyebrow to show distrust. “Why would you,” she pointed at him. “Tell us?” she pointed at herself and her sisters.

“I would because next to Grim I know all there is to know about Mandy and I’ll tell you because I like to talk. Besides all you newbies need to know anyway. It’ll save you from trouble.” He walked up to them and held out his hand, smiling even wider now.

“I’m Billy by the way and this,” he pointed at the black boy, “is Irwin.”
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