Disclaimer: Credited to Craig McCracken for the creation of the Powerpuff Girls.

Credited to Miho Shimogasa for the PPGZ visual.

I don't own anything but my ideas (and Derek).

Hope you enjoy this short introduction. :3

Buttercup

"Nothing can come between a girl and her passion for love.. Why is that? I don't get why girls always yap about love. It's not like it's the only thing in the world!"

"Hush, Buttercup! I'm trying to read this novel!" Blossom shushed.

"I don't care! Why do you read these stupid things anyway? It's all sappy."

"Every time I read a romance novel, it gives me a better understanding of love." Love? Why does she need to learn about love? She knows pretty much everything else.

"Blossom, you don't need a boyfriend. Why do you insist on trying to learn about it?"

"I never said I wanted one, not to mention need one. Buttercup, maybe you should stop being so bitter! Maybe you're the one in desperate need of love and affection."

"I don't need anything! I have my music to keep me company!" I stomped.

"Mhm…"

What's the big deal? I can be in a relationship with music. Besides, she cries every time she reads or watches a love scene in a book or movie. She is such a baby. But I do always cry on a certain song because music can tell the story of my life. Are music and reading similar? I mean, sometimes music expresses what people desire. People see chick flicks and see those romantic scenes and they desire that love that couple shares. So I guess maybe it is.

Maybe I am bitter. I never had a boyfriend before.. I don't know what love is like or how you start it. I guess, maybe it starts with a connection, a bond, and then sealed with a passionate kiss. And from what I know, the kiss must be true.. Yes, I pay attention to love, but it doesn't mean I need it or want it. Or maybe I do want it. I hate to be so indecisive. And even if I did like somebody, it's not like they'll notice me unless I make the effort to look like Bubbles or something. I guess…. The guy I'm crushing on is the assistant soccer captain, Derek Dachshund. He's a brunette and he has purple eyes and freckles, but his last name is a type of dog. That's one reason why I shouldn't like him, but he is like every soccer lover's favorite guy at school. His best friend is my worst nightmare, the soccer captain, Butch Jojo.

A lot of you know my history with Butch. When we were younger, my sister's and I along with Butch and his brothers, we used to fight like there was no tomorrow. We had a lot of problems. We thought we killed them, but then Him brought them back to life. Before high school, we barely saw them though. It was until Mojo got custody of them again when they moved back to Mojo's and had more of an almost regular life. Of course, we have more of a regular life than we used to when we were younger. Townsville seems more like a happier place if you ask me. But, my days are ruined when Butch is around me. I'm sure my sisters are the same way with their counterparts.

It's funny, being counterparts mean being the same, yet being different. We all share the same love for sports. I play girls soccer, Butch plays guys soccer. Blossom plays softball, Brick plays Baseball. Boomer plays football, Bubbles likes to watch football, so she's on the cheer squad. Each own captain of their team. But we contradict each other by the boys being evil, and us girls being good. Or maybe, should that be put behind us? I mean, they haven't done anything bad since they were little. Maybe we should leave it in the past, but we know we cannot trust them.

But I remember this one night, I sneaked out the house while everybody was sleeping. I went to the park. Little did I know that I was being watched as I sat on the swings looking at the sky.

"Who's there?" I turned around, frightened. The bushes rustled. Out came a dark figure. It walked under a street light. "Oh. It's only you, Butch."

"What are you doing here, Butterbean?" He asked curiously.

"I just wanted to be alone." I told him.

"You mind if I stay a little bit with you?"

"Yes…" I mumbled. He smirked and sat at the other swing to my left. I looked at him and glared at him.

"Buttercup, you ever wonder what it would be like if we weren't enemies?" he asked as he looked at the stars. Did he just call me Buttercup? "I just think it would be nice to be friends someday. Beating your face in is fun, but maybe one of these days, I could beat your face in as a friendly gesture?" he looked at me smiling. I couldn't help but laugh.

"I don't know, Butch. I-"

"Buttercup!" he pointed at the sky. "A shooting star! Make a wish!" I saw the star and immediately made a wish. Next thing I know it, I was knocked off of the swing. I stared at Butch confused. He chuckled and said,

"It was a friendly gesture." He winked and flew away into the darkness. I stared up at the moon, wondering what all of this could mean. But I sure would never forget this day.

If you are confused, it was Buttercup simply expressing her thoughts about if she even knew anything about love or if she knew about it. She has feelings for this guy named, Derek! OOOOOOO! :D But she has memories of Butch and she is confused as to why she even brings up this day, but she knows she wont forget it.

Have you ever seen a shooting star before? It would be pretty neat. :3

Anyways, this was just a little introduction, so my next chapters are going to be longer. :)