Two Sides Of The Same Card (Powerpuff and Rowdyruff Oneshots)

Blossick - Murderer

Blossom never meant to kill anybody. She woke up like usual, to her phone signaling a break in at a jewelry store. How cliche.

She could handle this one alone, seeing how Buttercup was not going to wake up anytime soon and Bubbles had an important test she was preparing for. Yeah, she needed her sleep.

So, at 2:12 in the morning, Blossom Utonium, resident superheroin, slipped some beat up pink converse and a pale pink, furry jacket. 

Flying through the air, she felt the sharp wind blowing her hair around seeing as she forgot to tie it up. Her bow had been replaced with a ribbon, seeing as it was far to large and floppy and childish. 

Landing at M.S Jewelers, she saw the broken window and footprints running into an alley. Cliche as fuck. 

And sure enough, a man had run into the alley, huddled in the corner blowing at his hands to warm them up against the frigid temperature surrounding them. 

Blossom had dealt with space cold, this was a minor inconvenience.

He may have seemed like a homeless person, besides the fact that her x-ray vision allowed her to see the jeweled necklaces under his coat.

"Mr, there are two ways this can go. You give me the necklace and I take you to prison fully aware of your surroundings, or you refuse and I drag you back unconscious," she said, praying he took the first option.

Obviously not, as the thief jumped up and pulled out a gun. Shots firing, Blossom expected them to bounce off, apparently not as she felt the stinging pain as it grazed her arm, tearing up her jacket.

"Fuck this."

Pushing off, she spun around midair, dodging the bullets he let out. Antidote X was becoming far too easy to obtain these days, she would let the mayor know. 

Landing a jaw-breaking hook, she sent her leg flying, kicking straight on the side of the face.

The girls were... maturing. They grew proper limbs (as painfully as it was, she had easier access to items like pencils) and normal looking facial features, yet her eyes were still a cotton candy pink.

And her strength had tripled. With one kick, she managed to explode the man's skull. He fell to the ground, brain matter oozing out.

Dead as a door nail.

"W-What the hell?" Blossom whispered, seeing the all familiar body of a dead person.

She had seen many in her lifetime, too many if you asked her.p, but this one... was caused by her own hands. Or foot.

"Huh, Pinkie is a killer now. Damn, that was brutal!" Came a mocking cry from behind her.

Spinning around she saw her all time enemy, Brick motherfucking Jojo. The bane of her existence.

"I just killed someone." She muttered dumbly.

Brick walked toward the body, two fingers reaching behind his coat to pull out the necklaces.

"Yeah, and one of my guys as well. I thought I trained them well enough."

Her nonchalance, as well as Brick's was terrifying. She was frozen, not able to move.

"Stupid Jimmy, or Jeremy? I told you to call one of us before you robbed them. To have one of us big guys to get'cha out of their alive."

Brick kicked the body and turned towards Blossom.

"Long time no see babe! Need your favorite Brick to kiss you better?"

Her and Brick had a fling of sorts a while ago. It disbanded over time, him kinda being a gang leader of sorts and all.

Now he was here, and all she wanted was for him to rub her hair like he used to and tell her she 'fucked up badly, but it'll be alright'.

"Reminds me of Butters first kill. Well, he was severely drugged so she technically didn't kill him, but damn she was frozen as hell. Butchie boy had a nice time with her."

Brick was making conversation, smiling nastily over a dead body, kicking brain matter with the toe of his shoe.

"What the hell Brick?" She finally whispered, stepping away from him, "I need to go, Dexter'll get mad. J-Just take the necklaces and stuff."

She tried to walk away until a heavy body pushed her into a wall.

"Poindexter? That guy? Fuck you Blossom, always being so stupid. You pick the wrong guys babe."

His eyes were nearly black now, an oddly satisfactory feeling rushed through her, like she hadn't just smashed someone's brains out.

"And now your rubbing it in my face? But jokes on you beautiful, he's not as great as I am. He's a downgrade."

Blossom would never date Dexter. Not her type after Brick apparently. 

She wanted to rub it in his face, but she never got to seeing as two lips masterfully modes with hers. Kissing right next to the guy you killed. Splendid.

A hand trailed into her hair, pulling at the strands and making her moan is his mouth. The beauty with this was, neither needed air for around two more hours, nothing could stop this right here.

"Ehem?"

...except for that...

"Blossom Utonium? Why are you and Brick kissing, not that I mind because your my OT- IS THAT A DEAD BODY?" Bubbles shrieked.

Ah, yes the body. 

"Huh? Bloss killed someone? Welcome to the club?" Buttercup landed next to her, "But seriously? Kissing him next to the corpse?"

"Hey! I haven't killed anybody yet!" Bubbles said, stamping her foot.

"Keyword yet Bubs."

Blossom sighed, pulling away from Brick and the dead body. Her family was so messed up.

"Obviously he's been taken care of, lets go girls." 

"Tell Boomer I said hi!" Said Bubbles before taking off.

"And punch Butch for me, will ya?" Buttercup blasted off as well.

Before Blossom could leave the messed up alley, a hand grabbed her wrist.

"Your not dating Dorkster. He hooked up with that Olga chick. Don't lie to me next time."

Kissing her quickly, he disappeared into the night, probably to pick up more shit somewhere else.

Townsville was pretty fucked up, seeing as Blossom just let the guy go like that. Sighing, she zoomed after her sisters.

"HOW'D YOU KNOW I WAS IN THE ALLEY?" She screamed after them.

First one-shot!

Give me some ideas, and I'll  be sure to write them!

Blossick?

Butchercup?

Boomubbles?