I have a thousand different stories going on and I start another one. I am crazy! By the way, this is a AU (Alternate Universe), so they won't have their superpowers, but they will have some. I don't own PPG just to let you know.

A long time ago in a beautiful land named Wind full of striking animals, plants and people.

Wind Palace, a gorgeous, green building was in the center, the sun reflecting off of it all the time. The Wind family has been living and ruling over Wind for eons. The King of Wind is a loving and caring parent and ruler.

You may ask what happened to the Queen? Well, after giving birth to her triplet of daughters, she caught a fatal virus. Everyone did all they could, but the virus spread too quickly and she…well, you know.

The King mourned the loss greatly, but knew he had to live on, if not for his county, but for the three daughters that she left behind.

The girls grew up into three very different sixteen year old girls. Blossom, the oldest, a redheaded, pink-eyed, bookworm. She loves to read and study. She is very protective over her sisters and won't let any men, except their father and the servants, near them.

Buttercup, the second oldest, is a black haired, green-eyed tomboy. She hates wearing dresses and would whether train with the knights than go to a ball.

Bubbles, the youngest, seems the perfect daughter. She's kind, quiet and loving to everyone, animals and people combined. Her silky golden hair lays on her shoulders and her deep blue eyes are always opened to the beauties of her land.

Today, a warm winter day, found Blossom reading in the library, Buttercup training with the knights and Bubbles in the forest, just enjoying life.

Blossom finished her book and laid it down. Sighing, she tucked a red strand of her long hair back and yawned. "How long have I been in here?" she asked to no one and looked at the clock. "Wow! 4 hours! A new record."

Getting up to stretch, she brushed the dust off her red dress and picked the book up to put it back. Pausing, she looked around. Seeing no one, she grabbed a small, paperback book from the shelf and ran down the hall to her room.

Shutting the door, she let out a huge sigh. "No one saw me. Good." She smiled, looking at the book she grabbed. "If they knew I read trashy romance novels, I would never hear the end of it." she giggled to herself, throwing herself onto the bed to begin to read.

Meanwhile, Buttercup, dressed in black pants and a green tank top, was sweating profusely and getting angry at the knights. "Come on! Fight me like you would a normal person!"

The knights hesitated. "But Princess…"

Buttercup groaned. "I told you to not call me that here. I want to be treated like an equal." She raised her sword up and got into a defensive pose. "Now come on!" She ran towards them.

Ten minutes later, Buttercup wiped the sweat off her face and smirked at the knights on the ground. "If you had fought me like normal, you might have won."

She left the knights at the ground and walked out of the training area. Stopping to feel the breeze on her face, she closed her eyes and ran her hands threw her short black hair. Smiling, she took a whiff. "It feels good out here." she announced, opening her green eyes and making her way to her room to shower for dinner.

In the woods, Bubbles was sitting on the river's side and she stared into the ice. Sighing in contentment, she leaned back and put her hands behind her head. "It's so beautiful out here." she smiled, closing her eyes.

She must have fallen asleep because the next thing she knew, the skies were dark and stormy. Shivering, she stood up. "Great. Daddy's going to kill me, not to mention Blossom!"

She took off running through the forest, but the skies began to cloud up. She began to run faster.

She was almost to the end of the forest when the skies opened and poured snow onto her. Moaning, Bubbles pushed her bangs out of her face. She ran faster, feet being pinched by her shoes and dress muddy.

She made it to the end and stopped to take a breather. "Almost…there…" she gasped out in exhaustion. Straightening up, she began to run again through the village. She reached the castle and could almost jump in relief when she noticed carriages and horses that were not theirs. "Do we have guests?" she asked to no one, standing in the snow, getting colder.

Finally snapping out of it, she sloshed in, melted snow on the floor. She moaned. "Great. Nana's going to kill me too.", thinking about the old woman who almost raised the girls.

She padded to her room but was stopped by a booming voice. "Bubbles, come in here now."

Closing her eyes, she bit her lip and walked into the dining room. "I can explain…" But what she was about to say got caught in her throat.

Sitting at the table was the royal family of Fire with all their servants; King Edward, Queen Sarah, and their three sons, Princes Boomer, Brick and Butch. She felt her face redden when she realized she was standing in the middle of the dining room, the snow melting into little puddles and muddy.

She shot her giggling sisters death glares when King John cleared his throat. "Yes Bubbles?"

Blinking a couple of times, she realized he wanted her to explain. "Well, you see…" she laughed nervously, hand on the back of her head.

"You were in the forest again." the King cleared up.

Bubbles slowly stopped her laughing and brought her hand back down. "Sort of…"

"And you fell asleep?"

Bubbles nodded, bangs hitting her in the eyes. She blew them up, but since they were wet, they landed back into her eyes.

The King sighed. "Go get ready. We have guests."

"Immediately. Sorry Daddy…I mean, Father." She winced at how babyish she sounded. She turned and plodded out, leaving a dripping trail.

As soon as she left, Blossom and Buttercup burst out laughing. John gave them stern looks, but smiled as well. The Fire family sat in shock and confusion.

Thirty minutes later, Bubbles made her way back downstairs, this time dry. She wore a bright blue velvet dress that went all the way down to her ankles. It had a beautiful design in diamonds on the front. Her sleeves were partly see-through and hooked around her middle finger. Her shoes were baby blue slip-ons Her hair was done in two low pigtails. Both were held by a pale turquoise ribbon. She wore a clip on the two of them, a sapphire lily on it. To complete it, she wore a tiara with a sapphire in the front. She wore little makeup, a little lip gloss and some mascara.

Smiling, she bowed as soon as she entered. "Welcome to our kingdom, Your Highnesses." she greeted them as the Queen smiled at her.

"Ah, so this is how you look when you are dry."

Bubbles blushed but smiled back. "Yes." She made her way to her place, next to Buttercup at the end of the table.

As soon as she was seated, her dinner was brought out and she began to eat. Looking up, she realized she was sitting across from a boy her age, if not older.

He had blond hair which fell into his blue eyes. He wore a blue and black outfit with a blue cape, held by a black chain, draped on his shoulders. He wore a badge bearing the crest of Fire, on his shirt

'Which prince was this?' Bubbles thought, staring intently at him. 'Boomer!' she exclaimed in her head and, unconsciously, let out a little squeal.

It wasn't that loud but the boy in front of her heard and looked up, smiling. Bubbles blushed like mad and bowed her head. "Sorry…" she murmured, attempting to disappear into her food.

"It's fine." she heard him and almost lost it right there. He had the deepest voice, which totally offset his boyish looks.

Bubbles nodded and they sat in silence.

As soon as dessert was finished, King John cleared his throat and stood up. Everyone looked at him as he began to make a speech.

"The Kingdom of Darkness will invade our two counties. It has already overtaken the Kingdom of Earth and Water." He paused, letting that all sink in.

Bubbles watched as her father struggled to keep it together. She wanted to help, but didn't know how.

He gathered his wits and continued. "As you all know, the Kingdom of Darkness is one of the strongest, but if we work together, we can defeat them."

King Edward cleared his throat and stood up as well. He was almost John's height, if not a few inches shorter. "We are sorry, but we cannot."

Everyone gasped at that as King John struggled to control his emotions. "Edward, why not?"

"The Kingdom of Fire will not join with the Kingdom of Wind. We do not want a repeat of the War of the Elements."

Bubbles watched as her father winced and frowned, tilting her head.

"Father, what is the War of the Elements?" Blossom asked as the six princes and princesses watched the adults.

John shook his head. "It was nothing, Blossom. Do not worry." He turned to Edward, eyes hard. "If you do not wish to help, then leave."

Edward's eyes were evenly hard as his wife stood by him, clasping his hand. "If that is what you wish." He turned to his sons and nodded. "Come boys."

The girls watched as the three boys stood up and bowed. "Goodnight, Princesses."

The girls stood up and curtsied, Buttercup having troubles. "Goodnight, Princes."

The six locked eyes and the three boys walked away, after bowing to King John. Bubbles watched as they walked out and frowned at the storm. "Daddy, we can't let them go now! The weather is too dangerous."

King John turned to his youngest daughter, her eyes watering, and felt his heart melt. "You are right, as usual, Bubbles." He summoned a servant to bring the Royal Family of Fire back in.

When the returned, they were dripping. The girls could hardly keep in their giggles at the refined princes, dripping with water. Glaring, the princes stood behind their father, saying nothing.

"Why have you called us back, John? We do not wish to join you."

"I understand that, Edward, but the weather is horrible now and you will surely meet up with trouble if you travel tonight. My palace is open to you and your family."

Edward paused, then turned to his wife. After whispering for a few moments, Edward turned back and nodded. "We accept your offer, but only for tonight. First thing in the morning, we will leave and prepare for the War."

Nodding, John sent for some servants to guide the family of Fire to their rooms for the night. Bubbles giggled with Blossom about something as Buttercup watched, bored.

John turned to his daughters and Bubble and Blossom ceased giggling. "You three, bed. Now."

Sighing, the girls nodded and each hugged their father and kissed him on the cheek. Making their way to their rooms, Bubbles began to giggle again.

"Why are you giggling now, Bubbles?" Buttercup asked, bored.

"Because of that." she pointed, trying to keep quiet. The two girls looked to see the three princes talking about something.

Getting to her knees, Bubbles began to crawl, Blossom following, frowning at the childish behavior and Buttercup following her, shaking her head at her sister's behavior.

Stopping at the edge of a plant, the girls brought their heads up and listened in.

"…Father was talking about?" the redheaded Brick finished.

"Probably nothing. You know how Dad gets." the black haired Butch sighed in boredom.

"He seemed so serious about it though. It must have been big." Boomer walked over to the girls hiding place and leaned against the wall. Bubbles couldn't help but stare at his firm butt.

She instantly blushed when she felt her sisters nudge her and eyebrows raised. Sticking her tongue out, Bubbles attempted to turn to crawl away before anything could happen. But Buttercup's shoe got caught on the carpet and she couldn't move, so when Blossom turned and crawl, she crashed into her sister, her leg flying up and taking Bubbles and her dress with it.

The plant knocked over and the three boys instantly drew their swords. They stopped, eyes raised, and laughter barely contained, at the three princesses attempting to fix themselves.

Bubbles, being the first one, jumped up and giggled nervously. "So that's where my contact went! I told you guys."

Blossom followed, blushing. "You were right, Bubbles."

Buttercup stood up as well, sighing and smoothing her dress down. "Can we go now?"

The two sisters directed their glares at the dark-haired one and sighed as she shrugged her shoulders. "Yes, lets get to bed." Blossom said, turning back to the princes, who were now shaking so bad with contained laughter that she sighed. "Go ahead and laugh." she said and frowned when they began to crack up like mad.

Buttercup clenched her fist. "It wasn't that funny…" she gritted out.

Recognizing someone would end up with a bloody nose, Bubbles jumped in. "Well, laughter is the best medicine, right?" She turned to Buttercup and brought her hand over her sister's hand. "BC, calm down. It's just laughter." she whispered, using her sister's nickname.

Finally content that Buttercup wasn't going to kill anyone, Bubbles turned to the red-faced princes and smiled. "Goodnight, Princes."

She turned and began to walk back to her room when she felt the ground move. Exclaiming, she fell backwards, arms flaying. Expecting to hit hard ground, she was surprised when she felt two arms catch her.

Looking up, she blushed at Boomer's eyes bearing down on her. Clearing her throat, she jumped up out of his arms and looked to her sisters in the same predicament, but Buttercup looked like she was ready punch Butch out and Blossom had her eyes closed and seemed to chanting something as Brick stared down in amusement.

"Um, girls? The shakings over." Bubbles smiled as her two sisters snapped out of it and right themselves.

"Touch me and die…" Buttercup murmured as she smoothed her dress down. If Bubbles didn't know her sister so well, she would have thought Buttercup was blushing.

'No way, BC never blushes. Especially over a boy.' she giggled quietly to herself as she felt the earth move again.

This time, she was ready and grabbed the nearest steady structure, which happened to be Boomer's arm. She clutched it as she concentrated on staying up.

The ground began to shake harder and Bubbles couldn't keep herself up much longer. Gritting her teeth, she concentrated harder. She blushed when she felt an arm encircle her waist and looked up to see Boomer, smiling down at her.

"Don't fall…" he whispered. Bubbles nodded and blushed as the arm around her waist tightened. She gave in and leaned on him, happy to not try so hard.

The ground slowly stopped and, after making sure it wouldn't start again, Boomer let go of Bubbles' waist, much to her disappointment, and bowed to her. "Goodnight Princess."

Bubbles nodded as she clumsily curtsied. "Goodnight Prince." She ignored her sister's looks and walked, somewhat gracefully.

Later that night, Bubbles woke up. Rubbing her eyes, she walked over to her window, which overlooked the north side of the village. Her eyes Hers eyes roved over the dew covered grass to the meandering brick path that ran throughout the expanse of the village. A small sigh would escape her lips as she saw a different couple walk that brick path. Even in the dead of winter, when the pond had turned into ice and snow blanketed everything as far as the eye could see in mantle of purest white, a couple or two would come. Though their breath crystallized in front of them and all the world was frozen, Bubbles knew they were warm and the jackets weren't the cause.

'What is with me? Do I really want a boyfriend that much?…' For some reason, Boomer's face popped into her mind. Blushing, she shook her head, her hair flying everywhere. "I do not like him like that!" she exclaimed, but sighed as she took one last look and crawled back under her wool quilt and curled up in an attempt to keep warm. She had her head buried in her pillow and her eyes were scrunched up tight. Her mind wandered to and fro on the boundary of unconsciousness until she succumbed to the pull.

The next morning, Bubbles woke up slowly, rubbing her eyes. "What time is it?" she murmured, staring at the clock. She groaned, seeing it was 6 in the morning. "Why did I wake up so early?" she moaned, but she couldn't go back to sleep.

Sighing, she pulled herself from under her quilt and stretched to the sky. "Well, breakfast won't be served for another two hours and her sisters wouldn't be up for another hour.

'Well, maybe Blossom won't be. Buttercup's going to come rushing in five minutes after breakfast started, like usual.' Bubbles smiled to herself as she walked over to her window. 'Maybe since the Fire Family is here, she'll wake up on time."

Leaning on the windshield, she watched as the morning unveiled itself. The pond was frozen solid and the entire world was covered in white. It was so peaceful. Gasping, Bubbles clapped her hands in happiness.

"I know what I can do for two hours!" She ran to her closet and grabbed her light blue coat and the warmest dress she had. She threw them on the bed and went about finding her light blue scarf.

Tearing off her nightgown, Bubbles pulled her clothes on and grabbed her ice skates, throwing them over her shoulder.

With the utmost of caution, Bubbles crept down the hallway. Slowing the fast speed in which she'd erupted from her room to a mere tiptoe. Bubbles had learned from experience that Buttercup did not like being woken up. Bubbles tried to keep quiet but she often lost control of her naturally loud disposition. It didn't help that Buttercup was a light sleeper either. Whether she had found her hidden talent for stealth or the strange pulling force had somehow quieted her footsteps, she made it to the back door without incident.

A few more steps and Bubbles was outside, smelling the fresh air, and smiling at her messed up hair. 'I don't care!' she giggled.

The winter wind began through her blond hair, the crunch of snow under her boots, and the smell of pine wafting through the air. Her coat kept her warm but it could not prevent her cheeks, ears and nose from taking on a red hue. She loved winter; everything about it seemed...Cheery.

She entered the village and circled the center square. Bubbles flashed a genuine smile as tiny children frolicked and played. They seemed so happy and carefree. One of the many joys of innocence.

Whether purposeful or not, Bubbles found her way to the brick path. From her window she had often longed to walk the path. To be enveloped the arms of a man and walk as though on air. The longing was not fulfilled. Bubbles expected it never would be. But as she walked her mind couldn't help but invent an imaginary man walking beside her. His hands wrapped around her own. Bubbles indulged the fantasy by cupping her hand slightly. The longer she walked, the more realistic the man seemed to be. By the time she reached the frozen pond Bubbles could even feel the warmth of his hand.

She looked up hopefully, but she wasn't surprised to find no one there. Her attention turned to the pond. Skaters crowded the surface, gliding across the ice with grace. She let her skates slide from her shoulder and into her hand. She was scanning the north end of the pond for an empty bench when a familiar voice entered her thoughts.

"Princess Bubbles?"

Bubbles turned in shock at the sound of her name. Seeing who it was, she blushed, but smiled. "Prince Boomer!"

Smiling, Boomer walked up to her, wearing a tan jacket, a black sweater, and denim jeans. Bubbles couldn't help but stare at his blond hair, which attracted nearly every girl's attention, but what Bubbles thought was his most astounding feature was his eyes. They were deep and thoughtful with a deep sapphire color. He gazed at her with them now, a faint smile on his lips.

"So, what brings you to here?" Bubbles asked cheerfully, keeping her blush under control for one.

"Same reason as you." Boomer answered nodding toward her skates and lifting his own into view.

"Oh! I was afraid I would skate alone!" Bubbles exclaimed relieved, then slapped her hand over her mouth. "I mean, if you don't mind." She moaned into her hand, kicking herself for being so stupid. 'He probably wants to skate alone and now I'm totally ruining it. Great going, ditz.'

To her surprise, Boomer laughed, "Agreed. Skating is far more enjoyable when done with friends." And with that Boomer pointed his finger to an empty bench.

Blushing, Bubbles followed and they sat in silence as they tied their skates.

"Blue seems to be your favorite color."

The statement had caught Bubbles somewhat off guard. She looked at him with a questioning look, asking with her eyes how he knew that. Smiling, Boomer nodded his head toward her skates. Bubbles looked at them; they were a light blue, then her gaze drifted from her skates to her dress. They were also a light blue, as well as her coat. In fact, everything she had on was blue!

"Wow! I didn't even notice it." Biting her lip, Bubbles inquired, "What's your favorite color?"

"Hmm..." Boomer looked down thoughtfully then back up; "I don't really have a favorite. I suppose it's re-"

Boomer stopped mid-sentence and in a flash he was standing. Whirling around, looking for something.

"What is it Boomer?" Bubbles asked concerned, forgetting formalities.

"I sense..." Boomer's eyes widened. "Bubbles! Get down!"

Not waiting for her to oblige, Boomer collapsed to the ground and pulled her down with him. He draped an arm over her, shielding Bubbles from whatever would happen next.

And then, the ground erupted.

Holy crap! What could have happened? And what will happen? Please RR