Xoverland Challenge
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a_qTitle: Unshared
Fandom: The Powerpuff Girls / X-men (movieverse)
Word count: ~540
Notes: written for the challenge "Bad Romance". This is AU concept where human!PPG's are students at Xavier School.
”What do you think you are doing? That is my boyfriend! Get your filthy hands off!”
”No way! He is MY boyfriend, not yours! You get your filthy hands off!”
”You two, shut up! HE is mine! Get off!”
The three girls threw themselves into a screaming flurry of a fight. There was no finesse in the fight, it was just blind slapping, hair-pulling and kicking. In seconds, a circle formed around them and the kids started to cheer and shout for their favorites. Green, red and blue headbands flew in the air, followed by shiny black shoe. The kids just dodged and kept on cheering. The fight lasted for a minute or two, until the ruckus got the attention of Mr. Summers.
“Ladies!”
His bellowing voice silenced the whole crowd. The girls took an another tumble until the fight ceased and all three of them just sat there, looking up at him with wide eyes.
“What is happening here?”
No one said anything. The circle of observers suddenly found the ground or the sky endlessly fascinating and the girls just kept throwing dirty looks at each other.
“Well? You three, you better have a good explanation for this. Go on, explain! Blossom?”
Blossom stood up and tried to straighten up her hair. During the fight, her heart shaped pin had broken in two. She held the pieces in her hand and stared at Bubbles, who in turn stared at Buttercup, who looked ready to throw another fit at any second. Silence stretched on, and just as Scott was ready to haul the whole lot in front of the Professor, John coughed politely from the crowd.
“Allerdyce. You got something?”
“Yes, I believe the ladies were having the smack down over Artie here. And for the record... Dude! Way to go!”
John raised his hand for a high-five and lots of other boys whistled and sneered with him. Artie in other hand blushed flaming red, then paled to chalk white and seemed ready to pass out at any moment from embarrassment. The girls saw his reaction and they were on their feet in a flash. They threw themselves on John in practiced unison, like they've been doing nothing but defending young men all their lives.
“No one teases my boyfriend!”
“No one teases MY boyfriend!”
“I will kick your ass to stone age Allerdyce!”
The crowd scrambled to form an another ring and the cheer rose again, when Buttercup managed to land an especially painful punch on John. Scott cursed under his breath and pushed himself in the middle of the rolling ball of angry girls.
“Stop it! All of you! Right now!”
This time it took a while until the girls calmed down and John got the control of his spurts of laughter.
“Alright. Everybody to your classes right now, recess was over five minutes ago. Go on, go! And you three, you are going to the Professor's Office. You are in deep trouble, we better call your father about this. And Artie, you come along too. We will get to the bottom of this.”
“But Mr. Summers...”
“No buts! Start walking.”
Fandom: The Powerpuff Girls / X-men (movieverse)
Word count: ~540
Notes: written for the challenge "Bad Romance". This is AU concept where human!PPG's are students at Xavier School.
”What do you think you are doing? That is my boyfriend! Get your filthy hands off!”
”No way! He is MY boyfriend, not yours! You get your filthy hands off!”
”You two, shut up! HE is mine! Get off!”
The three girls threw themselves into a screaming flurry of a fight. There was no finesse in the fight, it was just blind slapping, hair-pulling and kicking. In seconds, a circle formed around them and the kids started to cheer and shout for their favorites. Green, red and blue headbands flew in the air, followed by shiny black shoe. The kids just dodged and kept on cheering. The fight lasted for a minute or two, until the ruckus got the attention of Mr. Summers.
“Ladies!”
His bellowing voice silenced the whole crowd. The girls took an another tumble until the fight ceased and all three of them just sat there, looking up at him with wide eyes.
“What is happening here?”
No one said anything. The circle of observers suddenly found the ground or the sky endlessly fascinating and the girls just kept throwing dirty looks at each other.
“Well? You three, you better have a good explanation for this. Go on, explain! Blossom?”
Blossom stood up and tried to straighten up her hair. During the fight, her heart shaped pin had broken in two. She held the pieces in her hand and stared at Bubbles, who in turn stared at Buttercup, who looked ready to throw another fit at any second. Silence stretched on, and just as Scott was ready to haul the whole lot in front of the Professor, John coughed politely from the crowd.
“Allerdyce. You got something?”
“Yes, I believe the ladies were having the smack down over Artie here. And for the record... Dude! Way to go!”
John raised his hand for a high-five and lots of other boys whistled and sneered with him. Artie in other hand blushed flaming red, then paled to chalk white and seemed ready to pass out at any moment from embarrassment. The girls saw his reaction and they were on their feet in a flash. They threw themselves on John in practiced unison, like they've been doing nothing but defending young men all their lives.
“No one teases my boyfriend!”
“No one teases MY boyfriend!”
“I will kick your ass to stone age Allerdyce!”
The crowd scrambled to form an another ring and the cheer rose again, when Buttercup managed to land an especially painful punch on John. Scott cursed under his breath and pushed himself in the middle of the rolling ball of angry girls.
“Stop it! All of you! Right now!”
This time it took a while until the girls calmed down and John got the control of his spurts of laughter.
“Alright. Everybody to your classes right now, recess was over five minutes ago. Go on, go! And you three, you are going to the Professor's Office. You are in deep trouble, we better call your father about this. And Artie, you come along too. We will get to the bottom of this.”
“But Mr. Summers...”
“No buts! Start walking.”