The Powerpuff Girls Z: Blues, Reds, and Greens

Chapter 9: Here's a Chapter Title For You, It's Called WTF IS HAPPENING???

...CRAP...i don't even know what to say anymore...WELL, THIS IS AWKWARD...WHATEVER..........please don't hate me because of this chapter....If you don't like fan fictions with the Powerpunk Girls or whatever, then i have no idea why you are reading this, because it is in the tags...but they aren't in here yet.....Might not be until a couple more chapters....IDK ANYMORE...OKAY??? The only good thing I have to say is that I am getting better at typing! I'm taking computer classes and they make us type every day! I know it's the entire point of  the class, but jeez, this is getting annoying. I went from twenty words per minutes to twenty-two....THAT IS SUCH AN IMPROVEMENT....please note the sarcasm....
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Chapter 9: Here's a Chapter Title For You, It's Called WTF IS HAPPENING???
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Buttercup's POV

Okay, Brick and Boomer say they want to be good guys. Well, that's believable in a weird way. But Butch? No way.

First of all, we were in a fight. That doesn't sound hero like to me.

Second of all, It's Butch. BUTCH. WTF?

"What do you think of all this, Professor?" Blossom asked. I know what I thought about it, and it wasn't what Brick wants us to believe. Personally, I am not buying any of it.

"Well, I think we should-"

"MOVE NOW!" My first instinct was to block whatever was falling from the Professor and Ken, but whoever yelled wasn't yelling at us.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" Butch yelled. It looked like he was about to strangle...himself? There was another Butch, but he looked slightly different. His hair was down with bangs instead of being tied back in a rubber band and...is that fear on his face?

"Whoa, It's another me, but smart looking," Boomer stared at another blonde with his hair swept to one side who looked annoyed by everyone in the room. Another Brick popped his head up behind the other Boomer. Instead of a hat, he had a bandana around his head with longer red hair in a low ponytail.

"A-Are you guys seeing this?" I stuttered. I can't believe it. THERE ARE ANOTHER SET OF ROWDYRUFFS? WHAT IS GOING ON? IS THIS SOME SORT OF COSPLAY?

"Are you guys the- uhh- what were they called? The Flowerpuffs?" The guy who looked like Butch said. Everybody just wants to die, don't they? Butch started laughing at him.

I grabbed Other Butch's collar on his shirt and started yanking him around.

"WHAT DID YOU CALL US? WE ARE NOT FLOWERPUFFS. IS THIS SOME SORT OF DEATH WISH?" I yelled in his face. He was asking for it.

"Buttercup! put him down!" Bubbles and Blossom started pulling on my arm. I let go after they had stopped pleading me to not kill him.

I calmed down after a minute and saw Boomer making stupid gestures in front of his clone, or whatever they were.

"You're Buttercup, right? We were warned of your temper and strength," the other Boomer said who seemed he was trying his best not to make a sarcastic comment to Boomer. He looked way more mature, and I didn't even know this was possible for blondes. Or, well, Boomer. But the other Butch looked liked Boomer in the childish way.

"Yeah, I'm Buttercup. Is there a problem?" I glared at them. Brick seemed to be having a nice conversation with his clone.

I took me a while, but I noticed they had matching outfits like us. They all wore a regular black T-shirt with their own signature color on it, with eyes the same, and had regular white jeans.