We Belong Together: BoomerxBubbles

Bubbles hadn’t been too excited to start high school. She had never been as good in school as her sister, Blossom. She made more of an effort than her other sister, BC, sure, but she still barely managed to pull in As and Bs.

The bubbly blonde sat at her desk quietly, trying to finish up a math test which tested just how much the students remembered since they were last in school. She was sporting a tight, baby blue T-shirt she purchased from The Gap which showed off her perfect forty-six D-cup breasts, hip hugging, white caprice, and brown, leather sandals from Abercrombie. Her blonde hair was pulled up in their traditional pigtails, with two blue, silk ribbons securing them in place. She wore a light, pink blush and blue eye shadow which complemented her baby blue eyes. All the boys wanted her, as she was easily the sexist of the Powerpuff Girls. She always wore tight pants of some kind that really showed off her ass. She was quite the prize.

“I hate school,” the blonde muttered sadly. She looked towards the window, sighing at how beautiful and sunny it looked. “I’d much rather be outside right now.”

Suddenly, someone tapped on her shoulder from behind. “Hey, you got the answer for number five?” a curious male voice asked. (A/N: OMG Who is it? Can you guess?! OMG you aren’t going to get it! You’ll never figure it out1!! OMG I’m so excited!)

Bubbles turned to answer. “Sorry, I don’t approve of…” her voice trailed off when her twinkling, crystal blue eyes came to rest upon the very attractive blond boy sitting behind her. He was wearing a dark blue jersey with the number ’5’ on it, and wore a gold chain around his neck. “Oh wow…” she said, feeling very hot all of a sudden.

The boy opened his mouth to respond, but he too was overcome by a strange, hot sensation as he looked at the gorgeous blonde in front of him. Wow, she sure looked familiar. Had they met? The blond boy tilted his head as he tried to figure out where he had seen this girl who was nearly identical to him before.

“Hi,” he said.

“H-Hi,” Bubbles responded, swallowing the lump in her throat.

“Do I know you?” the boy asked.

“I…I don’t know. You do look familiar.” Bubbles looked at the boy’s blond hair, large blue eyes that were identical to hers, as well as his fingerless hands, but she still couldn’t figure out where she had seen this boy before.

Boomer was stumped as well. He knew he had to have seen this girl before. He was certain of it. He put his right hand to his chin as he pondered, while subconsciously glancing down at his test on the desk, which had a little doodle of him beating up Bubbles on the right hand side, his name above the doodle of himself and Bubbles’ name above the Bubbles doodle (Boomer liked being informative). There was also a phrase right below the doodle that read, “I HATE BUBBLES, WHICH IS THE NAME OF THE POWERPUFF GIRL THAT I HATE AND WOULD NEVER LOVE! EVER!”

He slowly looked back up at her. Damn, who was this girl?

“So, what’s your name?” he asked

“Oh, umm…my name is Bubbles.”

The boy still looked rather confused for a moment. Bubbles….that name sounded familiar, even though it was the same name he had given the doodle of the girl he was beating up on his test paper. Now he knew he knew this girl from somewhere. But where? Where?! And then, with the impact of a sack of a thousand, cliched, plotless romance novels, it hit him.

“You’re a Powerpuff Girl!” the boy said, not believing that he hadn’t seen it the moment he saw her.

Bubbles blinked. “Well yeah, everyone knows that,” she giggled.

“No, you don’t understand. My name’s Boomer. I’m a Rowdyruff Boy.”

“Like oh my gosh! No way!” Bubbles said, completely shocked by what she was hearing. No wonder he looked so familiar.

Oh wow…I can’t believe I didn’t see it. This is so weird, us going to the same high school together. I really should hate him. I should just turn around right now and ignore him completely but….even though he’s done so much wrong…I can’t shake off this weird feeling. He’s committed so many terrible crimes but he has the same hair and eye color as me! Who cares if he’s tried to kill me? I think I’m in love with him! He’s just so cute! I seriously want to go out with him right now, Bubbles thought happily, trying to keep from blushing.

Dude, this is so weird. Am I falling in love with a Powerpuff Girl? I’m supposed to hate the Powerpuff Girls! But…Bubbles and I have so much in common, what with our blue eyes and blond hair. We’re definitely the perfect couple. And wow, check out her boobs! DAMN! She’s so fine. I should be punching her right now and trying to make her cry! What’s the matter with me?! I should be fighting her! I’ve always hated her! But…But…I can’t…I’m falling in love, Boomer thought to himself as he stared back at Bubbles, a trail of drool dribbling out of the corner of his mouth.

“This is really weird, huh?” he asked.

“Yeah…”

“No talking!” the teacher yelled. Bubbles quickly turned to the front and Boomer looked back down at his test. He quickly erased the doodle of himself killing Bubbles and then redrew himself kissing her, then drew a heart around them. After a few moments, he pulled out a clean sheet of paper out of his backpack and ripped off a corner to scribble a note down. After finishing the note he tapped Bubbles on the shoulder and passed her the note.

Bubbles unfolded the note and read it with hungry eyes:

“Hey, you better call the fire department, because your ass is smoking!”

Bubbles giggled as her face turned redder than an apple floating in a red paint bucket. She quickly scribbled down a response and passed it back to Boomer.

“You’re such a perv. Tehehehe.”

Boomer wrote down another note and handed it back up to Bubbles.

“Hey, you wanna do something after school?”

Bubbles responded back.

“Yeah, totally.”

Boomer wrote down a quick, sloppy response.

“Cool, I’ll meet you out front after school.”

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Bubbles waited anxiously for her new blond lover outside, overwhelmed with excitement. She had completely forgotten about all the terrible things he had done as well as his numerous attempts to kill her when they were younger. None of that mattered. After all, they had blonde hair!!

“Hey, sweet thing!” Boomer yelled out to Bubbles. “Sorry I’m late. My last class was on the other end of the school. I could have flown here but for some reason the writer keeps forgetting I can fly. But I’m here now and I’m itching for us to go out.”

“Oh, me too, Boomy! Do you think this relationship is moving too fast though?”

“Heck no! I mean, it was a full thirty seconds before I knew I was in love with you. Do you know that’s like thirty years in dog years?” (A/N: OMG! I leik totally have a dog! I named him Boomer ‘cause Boomer is So0o0o0o cute!! I wish I had 2 other dogs so I could name them Brick and Butch but I just got one and Boomy’s my absolute favorite!! Hehehehe!!)

“Wow, I totally didn’t know that.”

“Yeah, so let’s go get something to eat! I’m starved!”

And so because me, the writer, keeps forgetting that Boomer and Bubbles can fly, they walked happily to the nearest burger joint in town, nearly being clobbered by several cars as they walked across the street, totally distracted with their love for each other.

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Bubbles watched as Boomer devoured the hamburger in three big bites. He turned to his second burger, while Bubbles was still on her first.

“You’ve got quite the appetite,” she said, batting her eyelashes.

“Thanks, I know,” he said, taking a bite out of his second burger.

“So…” Bubbles began shyly. “What do you like most about me?”

“Oh, I definitely love how you look just like me!”

“Really?”

“Yeah, we look like brother and sister!”

Bubbles giggled.

“Oh, and I love your boobs, too.”

“Aw thanks. You’d think the writer would have enough sense to know that a forty-six D-cup isn’t exactly normal for a fourteen-year-old who is extremely thin.”

“Nah, they look nice.”

Bubbles leaned forward on her elbows, staring dreamily into Boomer’s eyes. “I love you,” she said. Boomer leaned forward as well, grinning.

“I love you more.”

“No, I love you more.”

“No, I love you more.”

“No, I love you more.”

As they continued their endless battle of who loved who, there was a loud boom outside the restaurant, following by loud screaming. People looked outside for the source of the commotion, and saw that Fuzzy Lumpkins was running amuck, firing his shotgun and yelling like a madman. It was clear that he had gone mad.

“Bubbles! Bubbles! Fuzzy’s gone crazy! Please hurry! You have to stop him!” a woman shouted, pointing out the window towards the crazy Fuzzy. When she didn’t get a response, she looked back to the busty blonde, noticing that she just kept staring at Boomer with a dreamy expression. “Bubbles?”

The woman approached Bubbles and looked between her and Boomer. She waved a hand in front of her face, but Bubbles continued staring at Boomer with a loving gaze. The woman suddenly looked horrified.

“Everyone run for your life! We’re doomed!”

Both Boomer and Bubbles were completely oblivious to all the screaming civilians as they ran out of the restaurant. Moments later, a crazed Fuzzy Lumpkins busted through the front door, waving his shotgun around and yelling like a crazed lunatic. He saw Boomer and Bubbles out of the corner of his eye and then turned to face them. He scratched his head when he noticed they didn’t even seem to acknowledge him. He slowly approached their table and waved a hand in both their faces, but they didn’t even blink. Noticing two uneaten hamburgers and unfinished milkshakes on the table, Fuzzy wasted no time in gobbling them up before heading back outside to cause more mayhem.

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Boomer and Bubbles walked through the debris littered streets hand in hand. “I’m so glad we’re together,” said Bubbles, unaware of the burning buildings behind her, nor the numerous pimples covering Boomer’s face. (A/N: Holy crap, I have a pimple of my butt right now and it hurts really bad ever time I sit down!!)

“Me too. All my life, all I ever wanted to do was kill you…and now…your matching blonde hair and blue eyes has totally compelled me to love you endlessly. We belong together. Now, and for all eternity.

“Oh, Boomer.”

“Bubbles…”

Bubbles leaned against Boomer’s chest as he leaned forward to kiss her. They didn’t even notice the flaming car fly being tossed over their heads, courtesy of the giant monster attacking the city. Once they pulled back from their long, slobbery, PG-13 lip lock, Boomer grinned widely.

“Let’s get married!” he said.

“Oh, totally! That sounds like fun! Oh wait, are you still a bad guy?”

“Oh no, I’m good now. I turned good the second I saw you.”

“Oh, cool!”

Boomer swept Bubbles off her feet and they headed for the nearest chapel that wasn’t on fire along with the rest of the town.

LOL the end!

A/N: Was that good? Which chapter is ur favorite?! I think I really like this chapter! Boomer/Bubbles is sooo cute!! I love blondies!! OMG I’m on sugar high right now! LOL! Please, please review and let me know what u think!

Real A/N: Argh!! Enough of that nonsense! -shudders- Boy, it feels nice to talk like a sensible person again. It’s dangerous thinking like a RRB/PPG shipper. I hope I didn’t do any permanent damage.

Okay, people. What you have just read was a PARODY fic. If any of you ignored the ’Parody’ label and thought this was an actual, serious RRB/PPG fanfic then that means I wrote this fanfic spot on to the average RRB/PPG fanfic. Which means…I nailed the romance happening within the first couple of paragraphs with no romantic build up, I nailed the characters acting completely OOC, and I nailed the Powerpuff Girls forgetting completely about crime fighting. Yes, these are all things that happen in your average RRB/PPG fanfic. Sad, right? And hell, usually these fics are riddled with spelling and grammar errors too, but I just couldn’t bring myself to go that far.

Let me just let it be known that I HATE RRB/PPG. I’d probably have more tolerance for it if 98 percent of the PPG fandom wasn’t RRB/PPG and there was more of a variety. Seriously, I’m sick of it. You have to go back to like 2003 just to find anything halfway original. And it’s no surprise that this fanfic has gotten more hits in less than 48 hours than my Mojo/Blossom fanfic has in two weeks. I have nothing against people writing RRB/PPG. We like what we like, and I'm certainly not going to flame a RRB/PPG just because of the pairing. I just wish people were more creative. Take Somewei for example. She is very creative with her ideas and doesn't jump right into the romance.

What really angers me is how the few good writers are easily washed away in the flood of mindless RRB/PPG romance fics and barely get any reviews, and any RRB/PPG fanfic, no matter how good or bad gets mindless praise. And usually the people who write romance fics with different pairings get flamed, no matter how brilliantly written the story is. And usually it’s the Mojo/Blossom fanfics that get the most flack. Which leads me to my next rant:

I got a review for this fanfic stating that Mojo/Blossom is bestiality. Yes, yes, I’ve heard it a gazillion times. And? Beauty and the Beast and Who Framed Roger Rabbit? are bestiality…and yet I don’t see people bitching about those movies. Hell, at least a chimpanzee’s genetic makeup is closer to a human’s than a rabbit’s. Seriously, guys, is a two percent difference in DNA really THAT big of a deal? Even in PPGZ, Bubbles had a thing for a boy who could turn into some beast/wolf creature. I don’t see you all going apeshit over that. Heck, Blossom can hardly be considered human anyway.

Anyway, I’ve wanted to do a parody fic for a while, and it was fun seeing who could tell that it was joke…and who couldn’t xD But here’s what I poked fun at that you see in your average RRB/PPG romance:

1.) The PPG and RRB meeting in high school

This idea is incredibly cliché, but I’m not one to talk as I myself have used cliché plots. But the plot is usually always poorly executed. And…it just doesn’t seem to make sense. The RRB seem like the type who could care less about school, even more so at an older age.

2.) The Girls not realizing who the Boys are and vice versa despite the fact that they all look exactly alike.

Seriously, what? Have the Powerpuff Girls gotten THAT stupid over the years? How can they not know the Rowdyruff Boys the moment they see them?

3.) The PPGs and RRBs becoming romantically interested within the very first chapter

Yep, usually within the first chapter the Girls and Boys start falling for each other, or are at least on friendly terms, and it ticks me off. I understand people want to get to the good stuff, but a story needs to have romantic build up, ESPECIALLY when you’re dealing with pairings like RRB/PPG where the characters are constantly trying to KILL each other.

4.) The Boys suddenly becoming good guys with no explanation or build up

It’s the same in almost every RRB/PPG. The Boys are always good, and there’s no backstory or build up to them turning good. They’re just…good. And again, I believe the writers do this because they want to get to the good stuff real quick, and the Boys being villains kind of puts a barrier there.

5.) Both the RRB and PPG forgetting to fly

I guess it’s an honest mistake, but after a while it gets pretty annoying.

6.) The Girls completely forgetting crime fighting

This gets so annoying. Usually in every RRB/PPG fanfic there’s no mention of Mojo or Him or Fuzzy or any of the villains. There’s never any crime fighting, it’s just the Girls constantly making goo goo eyes at the Rowdyruff Boys.

7.) Random, unnecessary description of clothes

This can happen in any story, honestly, but I notice it the most in RRB/PPG fanfics. Usually the Boys and Girls have like an entire paragraph dedicated to what they are wearing and it‘s really annoying. There’s a right way and a wrong way to do this:

Wrong way: Blossom was wearing a pink tank top with a black skirt and matching black high heels.

Right way: Blossom stood up and smoothed the wrinkles out of her black skirt.

It just sounds better when you actually work the description into the story. You know what they say: show, don't tell.

8.) Referring to Buttercup as ‘BC’

This also happens in different stories, but I mostly see it in RRB/PPG fanfics. I don’t know why people refer to Buttercup as BC, but I’ve come to the conclusion that since Buttercup’s name is the longest, it is because people are lazy and don’t want to spell her name. I try to stick to canon, and since ‘BC’ is not a canon nickname, I don’t use it, and wish others didn’t use it either. I know it doesn’t seem like a big deal but…it's just gotten on my nerves after a while DX