Me-Hi, you guys! Welcome back to the third chapter of Man Up!

Bubbles-Yes! You're finally back!

Boomer-Where was ye?

Me-You mean me?

Boomer-Yeah, you.

Me-Oh, I was just dealing with school and trying to ease mah longing for mah boyfriend. I'm on Thanksgiving break and I miss him so goddamn much. :3

Boomer-Oh.

Bubbles-Poor you!

Blossom-Hey, Butch~!

Butch-What do you want?

Blossom-Are you going to be making breakfast again?

Butch-NEVER!

Blossom-Oh. Kay then! I'll just force Brick to do it.

Brick-No! I hate cooking! *runs off*

Blossom-*chases after Brick*

Me-...

Boomer-o.0

Bubbles- -.-'

Butch-0o0

Buttercup-Well, .HunterXx does not own Powerpuff Girls.

Me-Oh, and .HunterXx is still me! I just changed mah name, so don't think I'm plagerizing or anything like that.

Bubbles-And read on!

Bubbles' POV

Blonde hair. Blue eyes. Freckles. That was apparently the only characteristics that I had spotted once I opened my eyes.

The only thing I knew was that the person I landed on was not Kyle.

"Who did I land on?" I asked myself.

The person's blue eyes scanned me quietly and only when their eyes had reached my nose did I realize who I landed on.

"Boomer!" I exclaimed, covering my hands over my mouth in shock.

"Told you that it was a turn of events!" the announcer piped in.

"You wanna know something, Bubs?" Boomer asked form underneath me.

"What's up?" I asked.

"Either you can get off of me or I'll just pass out right here." Boomer told me before closing his eyes.

I brushed away some of his hair and saw a big bloody bruise right above his eyebrow.

I gasped.

"He needs to go to the nurse!" I called out as I got off of him.

Kyle stopped what he was doing and rushed over to me and Boomer with the other guys following from behind.

"What happened, Bubbles?" Kyle asked.

"He passed out and I just discovered that he's got a bruise above his eyebrow." I told him as one of the guys checked the bruise.

"It's bleeding a lot." the guy told Kyle, which made Kyle grit his teeth and sigh.

"Get him to the nurse. Bubbles, I want you to go with him and see if he's alright." Kyle told me.

"But...! What about the game?!" I asked.

Kyle shot me a weak smile.

"Bubbles, we'll make it through." he told me.

"Promise?" I asked.

"Yeah, I promise." he said.

"Pinky promise?" I questioned.

He smiled before holding my hand in his and pulling it towards his chest.

"Hey, cross my heart and hope to die." he whispered, which made me giggle.

"Alright. I'll go and check up on him." I told him before dropping my pom poms to the ground and running after the guy who was carrying Boomer over their shoulder.

As I whizzed past Brick and Butch, Brick let out an irritated sigh.

"What the fudge!" Brick whined as he stomped his foot on the ground. Butch sighed as he glared at his whiny brother while leaning up against a random locker.

"Brick," Butch flicked a piece of his black hair out of his eye with his fingers. "Stop being such a fussy child. I hate havign to play babysitter." Butch said sarcastically.

"Since when was I a baby?" Brick asked.

"Well, since you're whining and stomping your foot, you are considered a baby. And I'm considered a babysitter because of how I have to calm you down." Butch stated, a smirk starting to crawl onto his lips.

"Oh? And I suppose that you wear a pink apron while making my dinner?" Brick asked, which made Butch shoot daggers at his brother.

"You hush up." Butch snapped angrily.

I sat in a chair right by Boomer's bed in the infirmary. I rubbed my temples with my index finger while sighing.

The nurse had just left a couple minutes ago after cleaning the bruise and wrapping a bandage around it. She said that the bruise looked kind of severe, but she had to do more check-up on him later on in order to confirm how bad it looked.

I watched him as he rested.

"Wow...I've never seen Boomer in this state before..." I thought to myself as I eyed him curiously.

His blonde hair was in a mess with pieces of grass in it and part of it had dry blood on it from the bruise. His freckles kind of added that cute charm to him even though he was more buff than cute nowadays. I spotted a slight tan starting to come out, but I wasn't so sure as yet.

I touched his arm with my fingertips slightly and I suddenly felt his muscles tense.

"Boomer, it's just me." I said softly.

He began to relax under my touch and I began to trace the shape of his slowly forming muscles with my index finger.

"Geez...I never knew how Boomer could grow so much over a specific period. I mean, was this the non-athletic Boomer from first grade that I used to hate? Was this really the Boomer that kicked butt during our younger ages?" I asked myself.

I didn't notice that Boomer was awake until I heard his voice.

"Bubbles, what are you up to?" his voice asked.

I stopped what I was doing and looked at him. Blue locked with bright blue for a second before he blinked and I laughed.

"Are you feeling okay now?" I asked.

Boomer nodded.

"Yeah. The pain's gone." he told me as he propped himself up on his shoulders and looked at me.

"Well, at least you're alright." I said happily.

"So...why am I here again?" Boomer questioned. I giggled.

"Well, I landed on you and you got KO'ed." I explained.

"Oh. Okay then." Boomer told me.

"Was...was I heavy?" I asked, which made Boomer laugh. I stared at him with a surprised look on my face.

He looked at my wide bright blue eyes.

"If I was Butch and Brick, I would say yes. But, since I'm me, I say that you were as light as a feather." he told me.

I punched him in the arm lightly.

"Hey...! Don't you dsare be turning into your stupid brothers!" I whined, which made him laugh even more.

His laughter subsided as he stared at me. His eyes then began to scan my body and I felt kind of weird. I'm guessing that this feeling is tingly...?

Boomer then began to lean in. I closed my eyes on instinct, hoping he was going to do what I think he was going to do.

Before that magical moment could happen, someone barged into the infirmary.

"Hey! Where's our bro?!" an annoying voice asked angrily.

Boomer pulled away and I opened my eyes just as Brick and Butch barged in and spotted the two of us.

"Hey, Bubs! Thanks for taking care of our bro for us, but we gotts take him home now." Brick said before pulling Boomer out of the bed and dragging him out of the infirmary with him.

I fumed while glaring at the back of Brick's navy blue and white baseball cap.

"Stop calling me that!" I whined.

Butch turned around to glance at me for a few seconds.

"I'm guessing the name stuck?" I guessed.

Butch nodded as he sighed hwile stuffing his hands into his jeans pocket.

"I'm guessing so. Even I don't know for sure." Butch told me bluntly before following Brick out of the infirmary.

Boomer's POV

"Hey! Let go of me!" I whined as Brick dragged me away from the infirmary.

"Dude, me and Butch need to tell you something." Brick told me as Butch appeared.

"I just got finished getting checked up and had to rest and now you guys decide to barge in whenever you please?! I wanna rest, I wanna sleep, and I'm pretty dang sure that I can stop you from doing- - -" Brick hushed me before I could continue my ranting.

"Relax, small bro! Besides, what we're about to tell you might benefit you." Brick persuaded as Butch rested up against a few lockers.

I sighed as Brick let go of my shirt sleeve.

"What is it? A coupon for Duca's?" I asked sarcastically.

"Yeah, like we got you something like that. Remeber what Dad said? You gotta work to achieve." Butch pointed out.

"But, Dad's in jail! He has no right to tell us what to do now." I pouted, glaring up at my two brothers.

"Listen to what we have to say and then you can go back and romance Bubs." Brick teased, which made me hold my glare on them.

"She said that her name is not Bubs!" I snapped.

Butch just simply shrugged.

"Well, she said that the name just stuck, so I don't know what's up with that." Butch pointed out.

"Anyway, you have to take the test!" Brick exclaimed.

I arched up an eyebrow in confusion.

"What test?" I questioned.

Brick smirked, which kind of scared me a bit.

"You have to take the playboy test." he told me.

"I don't want to take one of your stupid tests! Last time I took one of those tests, I got red wine in my hair, I was thrown into a pond, and I was sick in bed for three weeks." I pointed out.

"Well, it has something to do with your Bubs." Brick persuaded.

"Really? Well..." I trailed off.

"Well?" Brick and Butch questioned.

"No. I won't let you force me to toy with Bubbles." I snapped defiantly before running off to go clear my mind.

Me-And that's it!

Boomer-No way.

Bubbles-And here are the pies for our lucky reviewers! We're so glad you like our story.

Me-Alrighty, everybody! Time for Boomer to think about it.

Brick-Will he listen to us and join our side?

Blossom-Or will he be the innocent boy we all know and say no?

Brick-He shall come with us!

Blossom-No! Stay, Boomer!

Brick and Blossom-*begin to use Boomer as a tug-of-war rope*

Boomer-AGH! Stop it!

Me-Well...

Butch-R&R please! If you do, you get a virtual pie. :)