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HIM was watching his TV in his disortienten living room, he was looking super mad about something, “Hmm, I wondered what HIM is doing?” The Narrator said to the viewer. Looking a bit closer, it seems HIM is watching a fight between the PowerPuff Crew and the RowdyRuff Boys.
The PowerPuff Crew were beating the living heck out of those boys, HIM growled with anger as the boys fell to the ground in defeat, they then retreated in shame. HIM turned off the TV, and he swirled his claw, opening up a portal from behind. He waited patiently, “Any time now.” He growled with anger.
It wasn’t long before the 3 boys flew through the portal, they all looked roughed and beaten up. Brick was about to say something, but HIM raised a claw, “Not a single word.” He growled at them. Brick sighed, “I take it you were watching?” He mumbled, “Yes, I was, I haven’t seen you 3 lose that bad since I brought you back.” He told them.
“It’s that little brat Brandon.” Butch spoke up, “Those girls keep distracting us, allowing that little brat to sneak up and give us a beating.” Butch explained, without warning, HIM yelled in anger. “QUIET!!” He yelled, the boys shrunk in anger, HIM turned around and pointed at something.
“To your rooms, NOW!! ” HIM said, his voice getting louder, the boys walked away and shut the door to their room, HIM just sat back down on his chair, he let out a sigh, “I’ll get those girls back, just you wait and see.” He muttered to himself as he turned the TV back on.
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Butch flopped down on his bed, meanwhile, Brick was just staring at the ground, “What are you staring at?” Butch told him, “I’m just thinking.” He responded. Boomer approached him, “Thinking about what?” He asked, Brick punched him in the face, knocking him to the floor “Ow.” He muttered.
“I’m just thinking about that little brat.” Brick responded, “What’s there to think about him?” Butch asked him, “ Just that, before he appeared, we were always evenly matched for those girls, now…” Brick stumbled off on his words, then, his face lit up, a smile started creeping across his face, his brothers noticed.
“Woah, woah.” Butch said getting up from his bed, “What are you thinking?” He asked him, “I’m thinking…” Brick started, “If we want a chance at winning once again, we need to fight fire with fire.” Brick told him, Butch and Boomer gave him a dumbfounded look, “What are you implying?” Butch asked, Brick gave off a little smile.
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HIM was still watching the TV, his eyes were starting to close when all of a sudden, the RowdyRuff Boys bedroom door flew open, making HIM jump, next thing he knew, he saw Brick in front of him. “What are you doing here, I told you to go to your room.” HIM growled at him, Brick raised an arm.
“Father, listen, what if I told you that I’ve discovered a way to be evenly matched with the PowerPuff Girls and that little brat again.” Brick told HIM. HIM was about to tell Brick off, but he was so desperate to put that crew back in its place, he sat back down on the chair, “You may speak.” He told him.
(Yes!) Brick said in his mind, he grabbed a piece of paper and got a pencil, “So the plan is simple, if we want a winning chance once again, we need to fight fire with fire.” He explained to his father. “And what’s that supposed to be implying?” HIM questioned him.
“What I’m saying is…we need another member on our team, that way, that member will keep Brandon at bay while we fight the girls.” Brick said as he drew a figure on the paper. “What do you say?” Brick said, putting the stuff down, before he couldn’t think of anything else, he was greeted with a big hug, too tight for him to handle.
“Brick, you're a genius!” HIM shouted, he put Brick down, who promptly fell to the floor, “I shall get another RowdyRuff on this team, but this time, it’ll be a girl, just to make sure that little brat doesn’t see it coming.” HIM said, but there was a problem, he didn’t know how to get a girl, that’s when an idea popped into his head, “Oh dear.” The Narrator said.