The Powerpuff Girls Z: Blues, Reds, and Greens

Chapter 8: GET A BAZOOKA!!

EBV RIHS AQG BVNOGC 4 OERUG HES DU IDSB IUDH PRAGA EPR DV NJ Sorry, I'm learning to type really fast...as you can see, it is not working out that well...I'm not the best typer but I'd rather type than write because you'd actually be able to read it. My handwriting is like...HORRIBLE...SRSLY...WTF??? I never pick up my pencil when I writing it looks like cursive but there's a problem with that...I CAN'T WRITE IN CURSIVE...I forgot how...JUDGE ME...I DARE YOU,,,why is there commas there instead of a dots? WOW I must be really bad at typing. XD......I've been noticing that all my chapters have been four pages long. LIKE ONLY FOUR PAGES LONG FOR EACH CHAPTER...WHAT IS THAT ABOUT? I like the number four, because it's half of eight(WHICH IS FUDGING SYMMETRICAL!!!), but can't I do anything different? I always reread my author's notes and change it so I don't sound like an idiot. But right now I'm doing this in the morning wearing a T-shirt, sweat pants, and panda socks....okay, maybe two in the afternoon isn't morning, but it is to me.

                                Butch's POV

Yesterday was the most embarrassing moment of my life. And I've worn Buttercup's skirt before. I know what embarrassing feels like, but holding hands with Kaoru, was just a nightmare. No, it was worse than a nightmare. It was like someone took all the nightmares of every child in the world, put them in a blender, added some of the scariest horror movies of all time, then threw them at me. I've never been so happy to see a Saturday in my life.

BANG BANG BANG

"Butch! Get out of your room! We have work to do!" Brick yelled. We have to do work? I was feeling lazy today. I groaned as I got of my bed. In the living room Boomer was trying to do a handstand against the wall.

"Do you think I could do a back flip like this?" He asked. I raised an eyebrow at him as I walked into the kitchen. I sometimes worry about his mental health.

"Waiting for a week to pass by is taking too long and we're not making any progress at school. We're going to Professor Utonium's lab today," Brick said as soon as I stepped in the Kitchen. He didn't even give me time to look at him and he's already changing our plans.

We're already doing Plan B? "I...We can't!" I said.

"Sorry, but if we want to hurry, then we're going today. We can't spend all day chasing them around, just to find them not even there," CRAP. "You should get ready. We're leaving in an hour." My jaw was wide opened as I stared at him.

He can't be serious, can he? I know we discussed Plan B, but I didn't think we'd actually have to go through with it.

THUMP

"Owww, owie, OWWW!" Boomer yelled from the other room. Brick and I ran out to the living room to see what was going on. He was clutching his head while laying on the floor.

"Kind of ironic, isn't it?" Brick said, "He's trying to die in the living room!" Brick started laughing like an idiot. I'm not sure which one is more sad. Boomer's stupidness or Brick's lame jokes. They're probably a tie.

"What were you trying to do?" I asked him.

"A..back flip..." He said. How could someone do a back flip when they are LEANING BACKWARDS AGAINST THE WALL, UPSIDE DOWN?

"Are you going to do it again?" I asked sarcastically.

"N-No," He mumbled. I left them in the living room and headed for my bedroom. It was pretty hot out today, so I didn't need anything warm to wear. I sighed. Who cares about picking out clothes anyway? All you do is wear them for a couple hours then throw them in the washer machine. I grabbed a green T-shirt and regular blue jeans.