This piece of Rowdyruff/Powerpuff fan art is dedicated to a fellow DeviantArtist, talking2mazelf. I wish you a most pleasant, prosperous, and blessed birthday and keep up the great work you have with your Powerpuff Girls fan art.
It appears that the awesome members of Team Xtreme have gotten themselves into another bloody monster battle and another piece of trouble seems to be looming over them. However, given their expressions here, thus bearing a certain Yandere vibe, one can say that perpetrators better run like bats out of Hell, lest they encounter themselves with death, destruction, and an ultimatum to end all ultimatums.
Narrator: The City of Townsville…is under attack by three giant monsters!
(Three hulking monsters, one aquamarine, one dark blue, and one violet, are crashing some buildings. Team Xtreme consisting of Brick, Butch, Boomer, Blossom, Buttercup, and Bubbles arrive flying swiftly in the scene.)
Narrator: No need to fear for Team Xtreme is here.
Brick: Butch, you and Buttercup handle the one in aquamarine. Bubbles, you and Boomer take care of the one in violet. And Bloss.
Blossom: Yes, Brick.
Brick: Let’s take care of Mr. Midnight Blue.
(Brick and Blossom fly to the dark blue monster and zap it with their laser eye beams in order to weaken it. However, the monster uses its claws to slash Brick’s and Blossom’s clothes. The reds don’t give up, as Brick uses his fire breath to roast the monster and Blossom uses her ice breath to immobilize it.)
(Cut to Boomer and Bubbles.)
Boomer: All right, Bubbles. You ready to give him the sonic shock ball.
Bubbles: You bet, Boomie!
(Boomer and Bubbles have electricity surging out of their hands, as they form an electric ball. They then throw it to the violet monster giving it the shock of its life.)
(Cut to Butch and Buttercup.)
Butch: Yo, BC! Let’s say we bust this big, ugly thing up.
Buttercup: Heard ya loud and clear, Butcher!
(Butch and Buttercup clap their hands sending strong shockwaves to the aquamarine monster. After that, all six members of Team Xtreme assemble.)
Brick: All right, team!
Butch: Let’s end this!
(Brick, Butch, Boomer, Blossom, Buttercup, and Bubbles power up and a surge of energy flows within their bodies. They charge at the monsters with one explosive punch. Brick and Butch knock the aquamarine monster out cold. Boomer and Blossom punch the violet monster, thus being covered in blood and guts. Finally, Buttercup and Bubbles punch out the dark blue monster. After that, all six superheroes land on the ground as the monsters’ corpses rain down on them. Moreover, they are covered in blood.)
Narrator: Wow! Now that’s teamwork right there. But what’s this? It looks like there has been a prison breakout and those prisoners are about to attack Team Xtreme! What are they to do now?
(Brick, Butch, Boomer, Blossom, Buttercup, and Bubbles turn to the direction of the escaped convicts. Their glares are enough to make them stop dead in their tracks.)
Prisoner 1: Well, if it ain’t Team Xtreme themselves. What’cha gonna do? Use your powers on us?
(The escaped prisoners laugh. However, the six superheroes are unfazed by their puerile remark.)
Prisoner 2: If you ain’t gonna attack us, we’re gonna attack you!
(The escaped prisoners then band together and mercilessly beat up all the members of Team Xtreme, thus giving them bruises, black-eyes, lacerations, broken noses, broken teeth, and more blood coming out from their bodies.)
Prisoner 1: Guess you ain’t so tough after all!
Prisoner 3: Yeah!
(Just as the escaped prisoners are about to leave, ominous chuckling is being heard and it’s coming from Brick, Butch, Boomer, Blossom, Buttercup, and Bubbles.)
Narrator: Oh, no. I don’t like the sound of this. Something wicked this way comes and it can’t believe it’s from Team Xtreme.
(The ominous chuckling gradually turns to maniacal laughter as Brick, Butch, Boomer, Blossom, Buttercup, and Bubbles turn to the direction of the escaped prisoners. Their faces bear a sadistic and twisted grin, as if though they are harbingers of doom, death, destruction, and despair.)
Brick: You know what? You punks should never have done that.
(Brick cracks his neck and rolls his shoulders.)
Butch: Now that I think about it you’re all gonna die this very instant and it’s gonna be exciting.
(Butch is twitching and lets out a low, animalistic growl.)
Boomer: Man, talk about a bad time to escape.
(Boomer cracks his knuckles.)
Blossom: It seems that your idle hands are doing the devil’s work and you might as well abandon hope.
(Blossom prepares her fists for punching.)
Buttercup: Now you morons are gonna get it.
(Buttercup puts her left fist in her right hand.)
Bubbles: We’re gonna enjoy punishing you all.
(Bubbles stretches her legs and emits a low, wicked cackle.)
Brick: And you know what we’re gonna do to you?
Butch: You know what we’re gonna do to you all?
(Brick, Butch, Boomer, Blossom, Buttercup, and Bubbles lick the blood off of their gloves, off of their skin, and off of their mouths. After that, they swallow their own blood and emit a sigh of satisfaction.)
Brick, Butch, Boomer, Blossom, Buttercup, and Bubbles (in an ominous, spine-chilling tone and twisted grins still on their faces): We’re gonna eat you alive.
(The escaped prisoners are quivering with terror.)
Prisoner 1: Please have mercy on us.
Prisoner 2: We didn’t mean to attack you all.
Prisoner 3: We just wanted to have some fun. Right?
Other prisoners (nervously): Yeah, that’s right.
(Brick and Butch cackle.)
Brick: Oh, have fun?
(Brick twitches and his red aura powers up.)
Butch: After what you’ve done to us?!
(Butch twitches and his forest green aura powers up.)
Boomer (ominously): You pissed us off for the last time.
(Boomer twitches and his cobalt blue aura powers up.)
Blossom (in a cold tone): Now. Give us one good reason why we should not rip you all apart.
(Blossom twitches and her pink aura powers up.)
Buttercup (coldly): Or why we should show mercy to a bunch of lowlives like you!
(Buttercup twitches and her lime green aura powers up.)
Bubbles (in dark delight): Because where we’re gonna send you is anything but good.
(Bubbles twitches and her sky-blue aura powers up.)
Narrator (shudders): What is this feeling? Why is my blood going cold? I can’t describe it to you. Somebody hide me! Oh, Lord, help me!
(The escaped prisoners continue to be terrified.)
Buttercup: So, what game shall we play with these convicts?
Blossom: Brick, Butch, you gentlemen are our specialists. What do you think we should with them before they get devoured?
(Brick looks ominously towards Butch, who is panting like a hellhound.)
Brick: Down, boy. We’re gonna sick ’em good.
(Brick ruffles Butch’s hair. Butch snarls and laughs and he licks the blood off of Brick’s wounds on his biceps. In return, Brick licks the blood off of Butch’s chest. They proceed to sensually kiss each other in front of the escaped convicts.)
Prisoner 1: I think I need an adult.
Prisoner 2 (gulps): I think I’m gonna barf.
(Brick and Butch gradually let go of the kiss.)
Butch (in a sinuously dark tone): Brick, you are the best.
Brick (also in a sinuously dark tone): I love the taste of your kiss, Butchie darling. It’s like freshly-spilled blood on the enemies we have bludgeoned.
(Brick and Butch glare sadistically to the convicts.)
Brick: And now-
Butch: Judgement day is here.
(Brick’s, Butch’s, Boomer’s, Blossom’s, Buttercup’s, and Bubbles’ eyes glow sinisterly.)
Brick and Butch: We’re all gonna send you to-
Brick, Butch, Boomer, Blossom, Buttercup, and Bubbles: HELL!!!!!
(The convicts scurry in all different directions presumably trying to find a shorter way back to prison, as Brick, Butch, Boomer, Blossom, Buttercup, and Bubbles let out huge, bellowing, demonic roars.)
(Brick and Butch laugh satanically. As the prisoners are nowhere to be found, Boomer, Blossom, Buttercup, and Bubbles make silly faces and strike a funny pose.)
Boomer, Blossom, Buttercup, and Bubbles: PSYCH!!!
Boomer: Oh, man you should’ve seen the looks on their faces.
Buttercup: Yeah, they were all like (mockingly) “Help me! Save me! Anybody!”
(Brick, Butch, Boomer, Blossom, Buttercup, and Bubbles laugh in a jolly manner.)
Brick: Well, I think we know who to thank for helping us go psycho. And it’s none other than my most favorite brother in the whole wide world and Team Xtreme’s awesome muscle, Butchie.
Butch: Aw, shucks, Brickster. You’re making me blush. You also helped too, you big stud.
(Brick and Butch ruffle each others’ hair and laugh.)
Blossom: Well, Brick and Butch, you guys really outdid yourselves this time. Thanks so much.
(Blossom gives Brick and Butch a kiss on their cheeks. Buttercup gives them a tight hug and a peck on their cheeks.)
Buttercup: Yeah, you guys really helped us in scaring those darn prisoners straight.
Boomer: Well, it’s been a long day. Fighting monsters and scaring prisoners straight is a lot of hard work and, jeez, my muscles are aching I don’t know if I could even flex right.
(Boomer flexes his biceps while slightly wincing in pain.)
Boomer: Oh, looks like I did just that. Hehe.
Bubbles: I agree with Boomie. Let’s all go back home. I think we’re all gonna need a long shower.
Blossom: You said it, Bubbles.
Buttercup: I get first dibs on the shower.
Brick: Why certainly, Butterbabe, and I will be after you.
Buttercup: Gee, thanks, Brick.
Butch: I’ll be after you, Brickster.
Blossom: Yeah, I say we blow this joint right now.
(Brick, Butch, Boomer, Blossom, Buttercup, and Bubbles make like rockets and rapidly fly away from the site.)
Narrator: Well, thank goodness they all went back to their normal selves. So, once again the day is saved! Thanks to Team Xtreme! Goodness gracious, you guys almost scared me to death back there.
So, remember, kids. If you see Team Xtreme making ominous grins like these there’s only one thing to do. Run as fast as you can before they give you a punishing pummeling.
Well, talking2mazelf, I hope you enjoyed this birthday gift in courtesy of my crazy, creative mind. Keep on doing what you do best and I will see you on the flipside.
As for the rest of you, have a great summer and I will also see you on the flipside. Take care!
Brick, Butch, Boomer, Blossom, Buttercup, and Bubbles from The Powerpuff Girls belong to Craig McCracken and Cartoon Network.