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Don't cryI don't own The powerpuff girls or the song lyric in the end. Buttercup and butch are about 8 or 9. You can decide. Longest one I wrote its about 500 words, Can I get an applause.Don't cry by kaliya12
'Butch just walk away, you don't care about that powerpuff'. The young boy continued to try to convince his self. ' You hate when people cry like weak whiny babies'. Butch sighed as he made his decision to help his counterpart. "Hey uhm Buttercup are you okay"? He mumbled knowing that if someone was crying they weren't okay.
Buttercup looked up to see his body slightly blurred by her tears "Go away" she groaned to know her enemy saw her at her weakest.
'At least she stopped crying'. Trying to ignore the slight rejection. "Seriously what's wrong"? The boy asked as he slid onto the ground next to the girl.
"Don't you got a store to go rob"?
" Hey, I'm trying to help and maybe you should notice I
Are you serious!All rights reserved to Craig McCrackenAre you serious! by kaliya12
I turned to find the source of the voice. When I did I saw the hottest girl I've ever seen. Avril Lavigne didn't even come to a close second. Her midnight black hair fell to her shoulders. While her bright spring grass green eyes bore holes into my soul. This girl wasn't hot, she was exotic, she was too beautiful for words.
When she stepped closer a mixture of sour apples, powder, and leather scent invaded my nose. Open her faded cherry red lips and out came the most aggravating beeping noise. I woke up pissed. Half because my dream was over and because my jack-ass brother brick hid my alarm clock so he'd know I'd get up. Why the hell do we even go to school. I'm pretty sure it was invented to torture kids and teenagers.
So anyway back to this story intro thing. I'm butch a.k.a that hot guy over there. I know what you're thinking, oh my god you mean that amazingly awesome criminal. I know leader boy, little boy blue and I haven't don