Keeping a Surprise Is Tough
By: BubblyBliss
Summary: Bubbles thinks that Boomer doesn't like her anymore, is cheating on her, and that he is probably trying to break up with her. She's been thinking this ever since Boomer started spending less and less time with her, and Bubbles thinks he's trying to avoid her. But what Bubbles doesn't know is Boomer is actually working hard to get her a special present for Valentine's Day. V-Day special.
A/N: Hey! Are you ready for a Bubbles and Boomer Valentine's Day Special? Hope you enjoy! Happy Late Valentine's Day! Hope you had a happy time with that special person! It was pretty much the worse Valentine's Day for me. Kinda... And sorry it was too late...
Disclaimer: I don't own the Powerpuff Girls or any other character that appeared or will appear again soon in the show.
And I say appear again soon on the show because the PPG are coming back this year! Yay! •_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•_•
Chapter 1: All a Lie?
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Ring! Ring! Boomer's phone yelled. He knew right away who was going to be calling him tonight. He turned to his blue phone and back to the impatient customer. Sorry, Bubbles. He thought. He left the phone ringing until it thought about what Bubbles must be feeling right now. Right now she was either worried, upset, or mad.
Boomer grabbed a box of hot pizza and handed it to the customer as the phone rang again. After they payed and left, Boomer grabbed his phone, hoping that she hasn't hung up yet. But she did. He quickly called Bubbles back. He waited for an answer, but Bubbles' voice didn't come out the phone. Instead, it was an operator. Boomer knew that when he didn't answer her calls, Bubbles would ignore his. He put down his dark blue phone on the counter and sighed. He needed a miracle for Bubbles not to get mad when this happened. It's hard getting Valentine's Day gifts for that blue puff.
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"He didn't answer again!" Bubbles yelled angrily. She was currently sitting down on the living room couch, phone on her hands. This wasn't the first time that Boomer doesn't answer the phone. And Bubbles was getting madder and madder everytime that it happened.
Ring, Ring! Bubbles looked at her phone. It was Boomer. "Now you call? Couldn't you answer when I called you two times?" Bubbles said to the phone. She did what she usually does when Boomer doesn't answer. Ignore his calls.
Bubbles threw her phone at the opposite side of where she was sitting on the couch. "Why are you acting like this, Boomie?" she asked herself. Her anger subsiding. Boomer was acting different lately. He and Bubbles don't spend as much time as they used to together. But Boomer had a very good reason why. But he couldn't tell Bubbles. Not yet. It would ruin his surprise for her. Bubbles layed on the couch, her stomach pressing against the warm, soft fabric. What if he's cheating on me with someone else?
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Boomer let out a long sigh as he closed the door behind him.
"Another tough day, bro?" Butch asked. Boomer nodded.
"Bubbles is mad again. She called me two times and I couldn't answer her. Then I called her back and she ignored my call." Boomer told his two brothers as he sat down on a couch.
"You better call her and make up an excuse. Or go to her house and apologize." Brick said. "I think I better call her." Boomer got up from his spot on his couch and headed upstairs.
"Safe choice." Butch said. Everyone knew how Bubbles was when she got mad. Bubblevisious.
Boomer closed his dark blue door and sat on his blue bed, sliding his phone out of his pocket. He looked for his blue powerpuff girlfriend through his contacts and when he finally found her, he touched the green icon on his touch screen phone and pressed the device on his ear. He listened to about three beeps before he heard his three years girlfriend's voice through the phone.
"What do you want?" she asked. She sounded a bit hurt, a little upset, but mostly mad.
"Look, Bubbles, I'm sorry. I was just so busy. You know Brick is just like Blossom and he wanted me to do my chores and didn't let me answer you. That was like a punishment for being messy; not letting me talk to you." Boomer explained.
"But you called back. How could you do that if he didn't let you touch your phone?" Bubbles asked him.
"When he went over to check on Butch, I made you a quick call but you didn't answer."
"Oh, that explains it."
"Yeah."
"I was pretty mad. I was beginning to think something really stupid."
"What?" "It's nothing. You wouldn't actully do that to me. I think."
"What did you think?" Boomer sounded worried on what she might of been thinking.
"It's nothing. Forget it." Bubbles said.
"Okay, if you say so."
"I have to go. Bye, Boomie." Bubbles said.
"Bye, Bubs. I love you." Boomer reminded her.
"Bye. Love you, too." Bubbles said before hanging up. Boomer smiled before pulling away his phone from his ear and exiting the contacts screen.
"Keeping a surprise from you is tough, Bubbles." Boomer said to his phone as he got under his deep blue covers. He was tired after all the jobs he had to work on to get that speacial item. Or that special someone.
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One month later, Boomer had managed to come up with really good excuses of why he couldn't be with Bubbles while he worked. She sounded suspicious and thought that something bad was up. But nothing bad was up. It was actually good. But still, she decided to trust her boyfriend and believed what he said.
Boomer now had the money he needed for the gift. He thanked his three bosses for giving him the temporary jobs, and he headed to the store. He entered and looked at all the cages and watched as small, sparkly eyes looked at him, hoping he would pick them so they could have a new home and loveable owner. Boomer looked at a cage with a white furry little friend inside it. His hazel eyes looked straight at Boomer's deep blue ones as his eyes pleaded him to adopt him. Boomer smiled at the fluffly friend and pointed at him as the person behind the cash register walked up to him. "I'll take this one." Boomer said as he stuck his hand inside one of the bars and petted it. The lady nodded before going through all the steps you had to go through to adopt. Boomer felt happy. Really happy. He was finally getting Bubbles what she always wanted and hoped for every time her birthday came by. He couldn't stop smiling as he went through the steps. He couldn't help but think of how much Bubbles will love this.
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Bubbles' P.O.V
I sat on my baby blue bed, bored. I flipped through the channels on the t.v. but there was nothing good on right now. I decided to call Boomer. I hope he can spend some time with me today. He's been quite busy since last month. I pressed a button on my phone and saw the screen. The hour and the date showed right away when it came on. It was 4:32 and it was February 13. Wait. FEBRUARY 13? I gotta get Boomer a present! What do I get him? What do I get him? What do I get him?! I have to start thinking of something. But wait. Why should I buy him anything? I mean, he's obviously gonna break up with me. I can tell by the way he's been acting. Maybe he's even gonna fo it tomofrow on Valentine's Day to make me miserable. I mean, he is a Rowdyruff Boy.
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Normal P.O.V
Boomer came out of the place he was in minutes ago, a furry, white ball on his arms. He walked slowly as he looked at what he had in his arms, smiling.
"Bubbles will love you so much." he said.
He then zipped off to his house. When he got there, he closed the door behind him with his foot.
"Holy shit! What the fuck is that? Too cute!" Butch joked as he covered his eyes with his arms and balled up on the corner of the couch he was sitting on. Boomer and Brick laughed a bit. Butch sat normally.
"But it is really cute." he said as he pointed at Boomer's arms. Brick and Boomer looked at Butch awkwardly.
"What? Just because I'm the way I am doesn't mean I can't think that something is cute! I mean, look at it! Who wouldn't think that's adorable?" Boomer looked down and smiled at what his btother had said. He went to the kitchen and looked for something to feed it. After a couple of minutes of looking around, he grabbed a small piece of raw stake, put it on a plate and sat it near what he had on his arms. It was now eating, looking happier and happier. Boomer could tell it was hungry.
"Woah. You must've been hungry." Boomer said as he took the plate up. It had finished the piece of meat in less that a minute.
"Let's go up to my room. You look tired." he grabbed the fluffy white ball and zipped to his room, closing the door behind him.
He sat on his bed, the bright white fluffly ball on his side. His phone ringed and he answered it right away, knowing who it was.
"Hey, Bubs." he said.
"Hey, Boomie. So, last week when you told me you were sick, are you feeling better?" Bubbles asked. She was really worried about Boomer. Boomer felt the feeling of guilt build up on his stomach. He had to lie to her and say that he was sick to be able to keep the surprise a surprise for her. He hated for her to be worrying so much for something that wasn't real. And he hated the fact that he had to lie.
"Umm, yeah. I'm feeling a little bit better." Boomer lied. Again.
"Oh. That's good."
"Yeah." "Hey Boomie, I'm coming over today. I wanna try and make you feel better." Bubbles said through the phone.
Boomer widened his eyes. If she came, she would see that Boomer wasn't sick. And she would get mad because he lied and then she will demand explanation which would ruin the surprise. He could act that he was sick, but he was horrible at acting.
"N-no. You don't have to. Really. I feel a whole lot better now that I hear your voice." Boomer said sweetly.
"Really?" Bubbles asked.
"Yes. Really." Boomer said.
"Well I don't believe you. I'm coming over."
"No, Bubbles!" Boomer noticed He was talking to his home screen on his phone. Bubbles had already hung up when she finished her sentence.
"Oh, well. If she finds out I'm not sick I'll just tell he the truth. At least she won't know what I got for her, which will still be like a surprise." Boomer thought aloud.
"Boomer, you have visitors!" Brick yelled from downstairs. Boomer put on a confused face. He just got here a few minutes ago and visitors already?
"She's coming up!" Butch yelled. She? Boomer thought. He quickly grabbed the white fluffy ball and put it under the bed carefully. Maybe it was Bubbles already. The door opened after a knock was heard and he quickly stood up. Boomer met a pair of familiar blue eyes that were almost the same shade as his.
"Brat? What are you doing here?" Boomer asked, surprised and shocked.
"Just visiting my valentine." Brat said as she entered his room, shutting the door behind her. She slowly made her way to Boomer, who was still looking at her in shock. He hasn't seen her in a long time! Ever since he broke up with her. And ever since, she has been trying to break Boomer and Bubbles apart. Boomer shook his head, digesting the fact that Brat, the girl that wanted Bubbles destroyed, was in his room. And she was probably gonna try something.
"Get out. I really don't wanna see you right now or ever. I don't know why my brothers even let you in. Get out." Boomer said as he walked to Brat, put the palm of his hand on her back, trying to lead her out the door. But she didn't move.
"Nuh-uh. I'm not getting out of here. Not without this..." Brat turned around all of a sudden, catching Boomer's lips and crashing her own against his. Boomer seemed shocked and tried to pull her away, but couldn't. He was trying his best not to kiss back. Bubbles was gonna be here any second and if she caught him like this and thought something that wasn't true, he was dead.
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Bubbles P.O.V
"Well I don't believe you. I'm coming over." I hung up the phone and stood up from my bed, ready to go to Boomer's house. It's time I find out if he's sick for real. All these excuses are making me not trust him anymore.
I flew downstairs and saw my sisters in the living room. "Hey guys, I'm going over to Boomer's. I'll be right back." I said as I went out the door and closed it. I took off then. When I got to his house, I knocked on the door loudly.
"Another visitor?" I heard Butch ask from inside. Another? Someone is already in here? The door opened and when Brick saw it was me, he signaled for me to come in. So I did.
"Hey, is Boomer home?" I asked.
"Yeah. He's upstairs. In his room." Brick replied.
"Thanks."
I floated up the stairs and searched for a familiar ocean blue door. When I found it, I went inside. I was feeling happy and excited to see Boomer and spend some time with him again. I looked up from the ground.
"Hey, Boomie I-" I paused and froze. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I felt a tear build up in my eye. Boomer was... Boomer was.. Brat... Kissing? I couldn't even think about it in a full sentence.
"Boomer!" I yelled angrily. I couldn't believe it. All those things he told me, that he couldn't be with me, were excuses to come and be with Brat. I just can't believe this. I watched as both Brat and Boomer looked at me. Boomer had a surprised look and fear showed in his deep blue eyes and Brat had a smirk on her face. I felt warm tears stream down my face. I shook my head slowly, then turned around to leave. But not before taking off my necklace that he gave me. I ripped it off my neck and threw it on the ground, then took off downstairs. "Bubbles!" I was about to open the door when Boomer's brothers called me.
"Bubbles! What's wrong?" Brick asked. He was the one who knew who was up there and he was asking what's wrong? I saw Boomer going down the steps quickly and paused when I started talking. I glared a him.
"Your fucking brother is what's wrong. All these times lying to me so he could be with that stupid bitch! He pretended to be sick so he won't have to spend time with me so he could be with that bratty slut! My sisters warned me about being with a rowdyruff boy... It was my fault that I didn't listen and now this is what I get for not listening to them." My voice was shaky and and there were tears on my face. Some dry, some fresh.
Brick and Butch stared at me as I opened the door and stepped outside, slamming the door loudly as it closed shut. I didn't want my sisters to see me like this, so I went to Townsville Park to cry my eyes out. I sobbed and tears streamed down rapidly as I flew there. I can't believe this is happening...
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Boomer's P.O.V
"Bubbles!" I yelled. But it was too late. She slammed the door hard, making a loud "bam!". Why me?
I zipped back to my room and grabbed Brat by the arm harshly, leading her out my room. "Leave!" I yelled as I led her.
"Ouch! You're hurting me!" she whined as she twisted her arm, making me let go.
"I don't care! It's your fault Bubbles is mad at me! She'll never forgive me..." I yelled. I whispered the last part to myself.
"That's good!" Brat said as she smiled. She put her hand around my neck, playing with a few hairs that reached a bit down my neck. "She'll be out of our way." she whispered. She leaned in, closing her eyes. I can't believe her.
"No!" I pushed her hand off of me and pushed her out, closing the door on her face. I locked it and grabbed my phone and dialed Bubbles then waited for her to answer. Please answer!
"What the fuck do you want?" came her voice. She must be mad. She never curses unless she's mad.
"Bubbles I'm sorry! It was a misunderstanding! I-"
"I don't wanna hear it!"
"Bubbles, please! I'm not with Brat! All the excuses I came up with was to cover a-"
"I don't want to fucking hear it! I'm done with you, Boomer. I don't wanna hear or see you ever again! It's over!"
"Bubbles believe me! I love you!"
"I used to believe that. But now it's nothing but shit to me."
"Bubbles I-" Beep! She hung up. I threw my phone to the other side of the room In frustration, making a small dent on the wall. What am I gonna do...?
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A/N: This is a two chapter story. Or three. But most likely two. So of you like it so far, review and tell me what you think! I will respond to your reviews. Again, sorry it was late. At least it's still the same month and not a month after V-Day! Late is better then nothing!