Boy Toy

Chapter 3: The Monster

TWO HOURS LATER

Bubbles P.O.V.

I am absolutely disgusted with myself. I was going to give away my v-card to a Ruff.

A RUFF!

I wanted it to be special like on my wedding night with the one I loved, but Butch had to ruin it for me.

I felt like crying, but I know if I do then I will be crying over Butch and that sleazeball doesn't deserve my tears.

So instead I just went to sleep hoping I would never, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever wake up. Ever.

Butch's P.O.V.

"You are such an ass hole!" Boomer screamed at me.

Apparently, he had been awake during the whole thing between me and Bubbles and, to say the least, he was not happy.

"This is low even for you. I mean, its Bubbles we're talking about here." Brick said siding with Boomer.

Brick had been vaguely conscious as well.

I rolled my eyes, "You never had a problem with my goal before! You both even helped me get a few girls. And who cares that its Bubbles, Brick? She's a puff you both should be encouraging me because after her my goal will be completed. Not to mention, I will be the only one to have slept with all three of the Powerpuff Girls."

"But Butch you don't do virgins." Brick stated.

I froze and whispered, "Bubbles is not a virgin."

Their smiles of relief and amusement were both confusing and infuriating to me as they said in unison, "Yes she is."

I fell to my knees and shouted, "NOOOOOOOOOO!" as my brothers collapsed to the ground in laughter.

Bubbles P.O.V.

I was sitting on a bed in a strange room alone in a tiny lace nightgown. The only lighting in the room was a few candles that smelled slightly of vanilla.

I was crying, no balling, and on the verge of sobbing when a door I hadn't noticed before opened a crack.

A low growling came from the other side of the door and I found myself hyperventilating as I scrambled off the bed and into the far corner.

The door slammed all the way open and a black-haired demon stood merely two feet away from me.

I whimpered in terror and tried to push myself farther against the wall.

He picked me up, threw me onto the bed, and crawled on top of me.

I tried squirming away from him, but it only made him laugh.

The last thing I saw were two forest green eyes glaring into my sky blue ones before I seemed to fade out of the scene.

"Bubbles! Wake up!" Buttercup yelled shaking me.

I sat up and said groggily, "I'm up!"

"You had a bad dream." Blossom cooed lightly stroking my hair in the motherly way she did any time she was worried about me.

They looked relieved for a moment before Buttercup stuck my phone in my face.

"Butch called," she said accusingly.

I could feel myself visibly drain as I breathed, "Wonderful."

They both looked concerned as Blossom asked, "Did something happen after we lost consciousness?"

I thought back to Butch pinning me down, the deal, and me knocking out Brick.

I smiled and giggled, "Yeah I fought with Brick."

"Oh my god, are you okay?!" Blossom asked, panicked.

"Obviously," I laughed, "He was weaker then Boomer."

Blossom stared at me wide-eyed and Buttercup could not contain her giggles.

"What are you laughing at, you got knocked out too!" Blossom shrieked.

"Yeah but... have you... ever... fought Butch... before? That... guy... is a... MONSTER!," Buttercup gasped in between her laughter.

I joined in with her because she was absolutely right. Butch was a monster.