The blond one, what was her name…Bibble maybe. No it was Bubbles that's right. Bubbles from the Powerpuff Girls, the nice one. What was she doing? She was picking up her clothes from the dusty wooden floor and getting dressed. Maybe…I should be getting dressed as well? Yeah, I should.
When Baubles…no it was Bubbles…wasn't it? Can't remember. Anyway when the blond one was dressed she looked at me a bit…what's the word…um...shyly that's it. She looked at me shyly and went to stand on the porch.
"Um, Fuzzy?" She started then looked away again. She's talking to me isn't she? Yeah she was.
"Yeah?" I looked at her. It was Bubbles wasn't it? Yes, Bubbles.
"Um…see…the thing is…" I waited for her to finish.
"Can you not tell…anyone about last night," she blushed furiously. I smiled.
"I wasn' plannin' on it, sweetie." She blushed harder and giggled nervously. Pretty little thing. She was about to fly off again but she stopped when I called out, "wanna meet up like this again anytime soon?"
She stuttered and mumbled for the next 5 minutes. Boy, she was god-damn nervous.
"Yeah, sure okay Fuzzy…we could get a coffee on Thursday night if you want…but just coffee…nothing else. Just coffee, kay?"
Then Bobbles…no Baubles wasn't it? Well she flew off, that's right…flew off to fight crime or whatever teenagers these days get up to.
Well…she sure was cute wasn't she?