How Things Change

Chapter 1: The Start

It's said that the world works in mysterious ways, and our world has always displayed this. Enemies becoming allies, small towns turning to cities, girls and boys becoming women and men. All of this and it can be said that from my view the start lies with a simple formula; sugar, spice and everything nice with that accidental slip of Chemical X. They were the beginning of it all, and in an alternate world it was all the same. The Powerpuff Girls started it all, they protected the things they loved and in turn were loved by everyone, we came along and for a while we ruined that. Mischief, destruction and mayhem was The Rowdyruff way and we made sure to deliver; the girls were always our weakness. First we couldn't handle the "cootie" germs, and then came the insults, the last one didn't destroy us but it finally made us (me more so) open our eyes to what was really going on around us. At five years old we were already going through so much and after the custody battle we'd had enough. It was a sort of silent agreement between team leaders that'd we'd do our best to stay out of each other's way, and for a while it worked.

At the age of ten we're all still working to find our own ways through life, how to fit in. There were set territories that we learned to take over to set ground rules between us all; the girls ran the playground and across the way us boys ran the skate park. We could negotiate terms at the terrain separation, we could watch or taunt, so long as we all minded our own, and it was nice in a way. The girls were slowly trying to separate and find their own callings; Buttercup was veering towards sports, Bubbles went for art, and Blossom was all about science and we in turn separated to find our own which lead Boomer towards music, Butch went after mechanics, and I myself found an interest in math.

We began to fall out of uniformed clothes in another act to find ourselves; Blossom liked dresses, Bubbles adored skirts, Buttercup preferred shorts whereas Butch took on casual suits, Boomer preferred loose jackets, and I just wanted clean cuts. We were still immature, but we were learning.

At thirteen things were complicated, we still ran our separate enclaves but there was a more mellow tide between us; girls were crossing over to learn from us and boys crossed over to relax with them. It was the age of hormones that raged us all and Princess was on an all-time rampage trying to prove she was the best choice for anything, but across both Cityville and Townsville no one could deny that the Powerpuff Girls were a literal thing of beauty and brains, add in power and you've got a trio of the most desirable girls in the world. Blossom was already just as smart as any scientist you could find and would only come to surpass even them, and still just as nice and polite as the day she arrived, Bubbles spoke fluently any language to have existed and was still her sweet innocent self, and Buttercup could out rank any gold medalist in sports with a sassy attitude to match.

It just so happened that as we mellowed out and became "model-citizens" with just the right amount of bad boy edge, we ourselves became most desired; we were tough, confident, and smart. Boomer had mastered music beyond just instruments and mixers, he could compose symphonies if he so chose and girls fawned over it, Butch matched Buttercup in every sport on top of his mechanical genius that went from cars to planes, and my quiet demeanor was intriguing on top of the sole fact that my skill in science and mathematics had reached that beyond rocket scientist qualifications. We challenged each other just as much as we learned from each other, before we knew it we were always together, the bad boys and the good girls putting aside the past and embracing each other's talents as a whole.

As an add on in the in-between time we were transitioning from kids to teenagers there was a growth spurt exceptionally different from other kids; the process of head shrinking for proportional features on top of growing fingers and toes was not a fun one. By the end of the three-day process we looked just like anyone else with the exception that we still had powers. We were also thrown into various meet and greets with our various counterparts the Rowdyright Boys and the Powerpunk Girls; the havoc between the two groups was no different than what we went through and eventually they learned to coexist. Barasaia was a surprise though, she was a scientist who had been studying in the space pilots that circled around the earth, and of course because of how gullible the professor was she was able to finesse the secret formula of our creation to make super-powered children of her own to keep her company. When she came down to settle and share her research, that brought along Bill and Bell; they weren't exactly a part of any of the counters we had so far but it seemed they were mere counters of themselves. Bill proved to be very outgoing and he liked attention whereas Bell preferred to be alone and was very quiet.

And so here we are now, juniors in high school, battling emotions, partners, and school itself; not as complex as we thought it would be.