Dear Diary (Powerpuff Trio x Reader)

Haunt

(Y/n) hunched over, her hands on her knees, while she panted for breath. Sweat droplets trickled down her forehead and dropped to the grassy floor as wet strands of stray hair stuck to her damp forehead. Wiping off some sweat from her upper lip with the back of her hand, she raised her head a bit to see the three large silverback gorillas that Katsuki had just obliterated start to glitch in and out before they disappeared.

Beep.

The girl checked her timekeeper. Their points were now a total of 778, with each gorilla being 70 points each.

Coughing out a wheeze, she straightened up and rested her hands on her hips. Muttering a silent 'ow', she winced when a sharp pain shot throughout her middle back and she rubbed the sore spot. The repercussions of changing her form too much while trying to lure all kinds of predators towards Katsuki's line of fire were finally catching up to her.

It was to be expected as one and a half hours had already passed since they began the simulation and they had covered a lot of significant ground, including defeating many foes along the way. It was all thanks to Katsuki, as he had run her ragged, both figuratively and literally, through the dense jungle with no signs of stopping soon.

Her main objective was simple; act like a decoy then run, fast. And as easy as it sounded, it wasn't. Running through a jungle with uneven ground, low-lying branches, thorny bushes, protruding roots, and stray cobwebs at every turn was a nightmare in itself. She made it work though, thanks to her Quirk, and as much as she hated that given position, she couldn't deny that the plan kinda worked. Something else she had come to conclude along the way, was that her being paired up with Katsuki and placed in that particular simulation room was no mere mistake, just as Mr. Aizawa said.

Katsuki couldn't freely use his Quirk unless he was closer to the target while she had a multitude of objects just lying around for her to turn to. He was at a disadvantage while she was at an advantage, which meant they had to use each other to be able to pull through. Another thing was that, the jungle was a place where every sense was supposed to be utilized, and both of them, she hated to admit, complimented each other in sectors the other lacked. Katsuki was blessed with physical endurance, quick thinking, and cat-like reflexes while she was blessed with mental endurance, strategic thinking, and agility.

It was quite scary how, in the simulation room, she was the yin to his yang.

She didn't know if Katsuki had also worked that fact out but even if he had, he hadn't said anything. However, if he had indeed come to the same conclusion as she had, then he also knew that the same results would still be achieved if she was working on an equal footing with him instead of being bait. Then again, that was another argument she wasn't willing to have yet.

She took in a gulp of air and began fanning her face. Her breathing was starting to normalize but she still felt like her whole body was on fire, which made it worse considering how humid the jungle was. She had earlier on tried reasoning with Katsuki that they should conserve their energy by not overexerting themselves due to the high heat but as usual, her pleas fell onto deaf ears and she was called a dimwit for prioritizing 'temperature' over 'time'. What he had failed to understand was that she was not him. While he was able to dip his hands into boiling water and survive unscathed, she was the opposite. Add that to his minor list of advantages.

She glanced over at Katsuki, who was standing a few feet away from her. The boy was clutching at his wrist while he bitterly stared down at it. It seemed that he too was experiencing some aftereffects of overusing his Quirk. He hadn't detonated a large explosion yet, but still, setting off multiple detonations over and over again against a variety of foes was bound to tear at his muscle fibers. He wasn't invulnerable and it gave a part of (Y/n) some twisted form of comfort to know that.