Powerpuff Love

Chapter 2: Future's Past

AN - This chapter has been edited and changed drastically. To all of my present readers: I hope that if you decide to re-read any of the story's chapters, you enjoy them more now than before the changes were made. To all of my new and future readers: thank you for taking the time to read PPL!

On with the chapter!

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...One week later...

Brick's POV

I could see her now. Crying out for me. Sobbing loudly. Screaming my name. Waiting. Waiting so frantically for me to save her, to bring her back home and flee. For me to rescue her. Be none other than the amazing Brick Ruff, her knight in shining jean shorts. She was depending on me. She was counting on me. All of her hope was inside of me. And as I flew away, and watched her soaking face get farther and father away from me, I wondered how she could ever forgive me.

"Blossom..."

"I'm so scared, Brick. Please save me."

"Momo-ko..."

"Kazuo..."

"BLOSSOM!" I scream, sitting up from my slumber and nearly throwing the blankets off of the bed. I calm myself down and glance around the room to see that I had woken up in Momoko's room at her house.

"How in the hell...?"

"You too?" Butch mutters lazily, rolling out of Kaoru's bed and falling to the floor. Boomer had already made Miyako's bed and put her stuffed animal Octi on the top of her headboard.

"Good morning, boys! Rise and shine!" Ken greets, walking in with a platter full of waffles, a pile of omelets with lots of spinach, and three glasses of orange juice. He sets it down on the table where the hot-line is unplugged.

"We're still looking for them if that's what you're all wondering," Ken says, suddenly serious and dead toned. He walks out and shuts the door behind him. We all tear up looking at the hot-line.

"Do you think that thing even works?" I walk over and plug in into an outlet in the wall.

"Let's see."

Almost on command, the red phone toy starts up and flashes with a red siren. We all jump back in surprise and Boomer goes to go pick it up.

"Hello?" he asks softly.

"BUBBLES! Blossom, Buttercup, oh girls! We have a HUGE situation on our hands!" the Mayor yelps helplessly. "But wait...Bubbles, are you alright? You sound awfully...strange."

"Hello Mayor, and no, sadly this isn't Bubbles. It's the Rowdyruff Boys, sir."

"Well Boomer, we have a huge situation on our hands!" I snatch the phone away and shove him onto the carpeted floor.

"What's going on?"

"It's the Amoeba Boys! They're destroying the park, the stores, EVERYTHING!"

"We're on it, Mayor, just chill," I say before hanging up the phone. I groan and power up. The others follow suit and we fly out towards the more populated heart area of New Townsville.

"Well who the hell are we dealing with?" Butch asks loudly over the whipping wind.

"The Amoeba's, again..."

"Jeez, I hate those guys," Boomer complains.

We land at the city Bank Hall and saw Silk Hat and Lady oozing out of the store in front of Poncho, who is dropping money out of his ratted bag as they slither down a dead end alleyway.