CHAPTER 1


Blossom POV:

I threw my long hair over my shoulder, gripping onto the two heavy buckets of water. Using my strength, I manage to carry them over to the horse stables. I place them down and let out a huff. Rubbing the thin layer of sweat off my forehead.

I had forgotten to tie my hair up this morning, which was why I was sweating buckets. From my left, I hear a horse neigh and look up to see Rose. I smile, gently patting her face, to which she happily grinned.

"Hello there Rose, how are you doing this morning?" I ask her, letting out a laugh seeing her happy at my presence.

Rose was my personal horse, my father had brought her mother in years ago. I was 7 when I met Rose, and we immediately bonded. I came every morning to clean and take care of her, and Rose grew up to be a beautiful golden horse.

"Look," I whispered, pulling out an apple from my pocket. She squealed happily, as I offered her the piece of fruit.

I watched as she gulped it down cheerfully. I brush my fingers through her mane, smiling to myself.

"Blossom!"

A voice snaps from the distance, pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Blossom!" The voice yells louder, and I pull away from Rose. My horse looks at me with disappointment in her eyes, and I sigh.

"I must go now Rose, goodbye" I whisper, grabbing one bucket and hurrying out of the barn.

I make my way over to my home, where my aunt stands with her arms crossed. She glared at me with her striking green eyes, gritting her teeth. I lowered my head, the bucket still in my hands.

"Yes, aunt?"

"Where have you been? How many times have I told you that being punctual is the key? You didn't forget did you?" She bombarded me with her usual questions, and I shake my head.

"I'm sorry, aunt," I say, not meeting her eyes.

My aunt begins to massage her temples and lets out a sigh, shutting her eyes. "Blossom you are now a big girl, you must set an example for the others. Acting like you dont know the rules won't help. How are you going to get a man to marry you?"

Oh no, not this lecture again...

Standing there for the next 20 minutes, I listened to my aunt Seduca ramble on about marriage.

After she was done, I politely nod and excuse myself. I walk calmly into the house, and over to my room. I shut the door, letting out a sigh. It was only the afternoon, and I was already exhausted. I look over at my table, and a smile crawls onto my face when I see the pen my mother gave me years ago.

I grab it and play with it between my fingers, feeling the intricate patterns which were carved into its body. I never got tired of observing it, I was always finding new patterns in its wood.

It was beautiful, like my mother.

Gently shutting my eyes, I lay my head against the cold wall.


Bubbles POV:

I hum to myself as I skip past the bakery, where the smell of sweet buns fills my nostrils. I peek into the shop, where stood cooking a new batch of sweets. He notices me from the doorway and his eyes light up.

"Ah, ! What brings you here today?" He asks running over to me. I let out a laugh as I wave, stepping into the bakery.

"I just wanted to see what you were doing sir, how are you doing?" I ask as he rubs his flour covered hands against his dirty apron.

"Same old, same old!"

I nod, once again intrigued by the sweet smell. The old baker notices this and hurried over to his counter top. He places a few cookies and sweet buns into a bag and hands it to me. I give him a surprised look, to which he smiles.

"I can see you want to eat some goods, here you go."

Licking my lips, I pull out my tiny pouch for any money. But Mr. Mayor stops me before I could, shaking his head. "No no no no , you know I don't take money from you."

"But sir-" He cuts me off once again,

"No further , you take these and go."

I sigh, seeing I couldn't win against him and thank him once more before heading back out to the busy streets. I carry my basket on my arm, looking around for the market. I finally see a woman waving her arms around madly trying to get people to buy her parsley. I make my way over to her, and she quickly offers me a bunch of barley.

"Miss, please take some. Only two pieces." She begged, and I nodded handing her the money. She thanked me graciously, praising me while I simply blushed and thanked her back.

I made my way over to the other screaming sellers, some clawing onto me while offering their goods.

Once I had finished getting all of the groceries, I escaped the mob of people and made my way down the path home. I passed by the river, greeting the man who was known as Fuzzy Lumpkins, and feeding some bread to the ducks. I sang happily to myself, ignoring the looks the townspeople gave me when I passed by.

"Singing to yourself again aren't you?" A female voice said, making me jump in surprise.

I turn my head to see my friend Robin grinning over at me, and I squealed. "Robin!"

We both share a hug, where she patted my back. Once we pull away, she places her hands on her hips. "Where have you been young lady? I haven't seen you or your sisters anywhere for a while!" She said, and I shrugged.

"We've been busy, you know my aunt. She hates to see us lazing off." I tell her, and she nods understanding.

"That old woman can't ever give you a break huh?" She mumbles, putting a strand of hair behind her ear.

"Well, since we haven't seen each other for a while you must catch me up on what's been going on with your life. Tell me what I missed!" I say, trying to change the topic.

The girl's crystal eyes widen happily as she grabbed my arm. "I have so much to tell Bubz!" She squeals, dragging me along the path as she begins to ramble about her life.


Blossom POV:

Bubbles set up the table as I finish cooking the dinner. Once dinner was ready, I call for my aunt who was upstairs resting. She comes down while I and Bubbles serve the food onto the plates.

We all sit down and eat in silence, until a few moments later. Aunt Sedusa breaks the silence after taking a sip of her glass of water,

"Where is Buttercup?"

Bubbles makes a gurgling sound, making us look over at her. She coughs quietly, hitting her chest. I lick my lips nervously, looking back at my aunt.

"Um...I am not sure," I reply, making her sigh loudly.

"Where has she gone off to this time? That girl is never here at the table on time, or barely ever at home! Where does she go off to when she has her chores waiting for her all day?" She demands, stabbing her plate with her fork.

Bubbles winced at the harsh tone, watching our aunt stab the potato into crumbs.

I sigh quietly, looking over at the window which showed the sun slowly going down. It was almost 9pm, and my younger sister still hadn't made an appearance.

Where are you this time Buttercup?


Buttercup's POV:

I felt my smile stretch off my face as the cool wind hit my face sharply. I rode on top of my horse Ginger, who flew up into the air with pride and arrogance. We were both having the time of our lives, running through the woods, when suddenly-

"AH GINGER WATCH OUT THAT'S A TREE-"

Before she could react, we were already on the floor. I groaned, rubbing my slightly sore head as my horse grumbled.

"Stupid horse," I comment, making her shoot me a look.

"Kidding," I say, putting my hands up in defense. She looks away, and I stick my tongue out when she wasn't watching.

I got up and fixed her saddle, before hopping back on again. I grip the two handles, telling her to continue our run. She does, and I let out a happy scream as we go off deeper into the woods.

I look up at the sky, seeing it was now a shade of orange and purple.

Oh fiddle sticks, Blossom and Aunt were going to be mad about this again...

"Ginger, let's get back. I'm going to face a lecture once I get home." I tell her, and she snorts in response.

With that, she turns on her heels and begins to head back towards the direction of home.

I toss an apple at Ginger, and she catches it with her mouth. Waving a goodbye, I hurry out of the stables and over to the house. I tiptoe over to the door, pulling out the pin in my hair and using it to unlock it. Once I am in, I look around carefully to see it was dark and silent. Taking off my shoes, I place them next to all of the others.

I cautiously make my way over to the stairs, trying not to make any sounds when climbing them.

Once I had made it into the main hallway, I slide past the hawks room and open the door to my room. I look over to see both of my sisters sleeping and let out a sigh of relief.

Taking off my clothes and changing into my night ones, I rub my hair and make my way over to my warm looking bed.

"Buttercup," A stern voice says out of the blue, making me jump out of my skull.

I clutch my heart tightly, looking at my older sister who sat on her bed. Next to her was my younger sister Bubbles, who yawned, rubbing her left eye.

"There you are Buttercup," She states, too busy yawning.

I look back at my red headed sister, who had her arms crossed as she looked at me in anger. I sigh, plopping onto my bed.

"Why hello, there Blossom. You startled me there for a second, thought you were the beast of an aunt-"

"Where were you this time?" She cut off, her pink eyes darkening. I sigh once again.

"I went on a horse ride with Ginger," I confess, making her facepalm.

"Buttercup, you know how Aunt Sedusa hates it when you run off to places. You'll never be able to get outside ever again if you keep this behavior up," She reminded like a mother. I roll my eyes, waving the thought away.

"But I always end up escaping anyways. Face it Blossom, I'm too great for Aunt Seduca to catch." I tell her, crossing my legs.

Blossom sighs, muttering something under her breath before turning off the nightlight.

"Goodnight girls," She says, and I hear Bubbles soft breathing telling me she's already asleep.

"Night," I reply, snuggling into my green blanket.


That was the first chapter folks! How was it? Boring yes, but I promise it will get better! :)

So we have Blossom, Bubbles, and Buttercup. Three sisters and their Aunt Sedusa. Next chapter I will be introducing the boys, and other new characters! Please review, and support!