Roses
I admit that this was originally a fic for Phineas and Ferb, but then I decided I like Wordgirl/TwoBrains better and figured that such a good fic would go to waste on P and F.
But for your information, WordGirl is older in this fic. Why? So 2B won't be a total pedophile! But she's still WordGirl. BECAUSE I WANT HER TO BE! Deal with it.
I should mention that you need a working knowledge of what rose colors mean. I don't want to explain it, so please look it up yourself. Something I will explain, right now, is that two red roses entwined together symbolize that your lover is saying, 'Marry me' Maybe this information won't be needed for a while. Maybe I'll even go in a different direction. I don't know. But hey, at least you got some free info there! YAY!
I don't own WG.
"Hey! Wait up!"
The cry pierced through the air, originating from the house of Lucy D. Marten. Becky Botsford, age 22, paused and smiled as her best friend and co-worker came darting down the driveway to meet her.
Well, actually, calling Lucy her best friend wasn't exactly fair. Becky had two other friends, Scoops and Violet. They had been friends since age ten. But at the same time, she and Lucy had something VERY big in common, which she didn't have with Scoops OR Violet.
Both Becky and Lucy had superhero alter egos!
Of course, only a select few knew this. Becky's sidekick, Captain Huggy Face, and Lucy's sidekick, Echo, both knew. Around the time of Becky's sixteenth birthday, they revealed it to their family and a few select friends… Meaning Scoops and Violet. But all the villains and remaining civilians remained oblivious.
Back to the story, Becky and Lucy started to make their way to work. Both girls were famous in the writing industry. Becky for her impressive writing skills, and Lucy for her illustrations and cover art. Lucy also helped as Becky's assistant when demand for art was slow. Since writing took longer than drawing scenes or covers, it was pretty often.
When Becky and Lucy entered the building, a new face was instantly spotted amongst the usual workers.
This girl wore a black cloak, which covered her entire body, including feet, and the hood was pulled all the way up on her head, casting a shadow. The only indications of her gender were the glossed lips, the only part of the face that showed. Her mouth was pulled into a knowing, and quite unsettling, smirk.
Becky, upon laying eyes on her, instantly got the creeps. She got goosebumps, and felt chills run down her spine. She could tell it was the same for Lucy.
Although the pair wanted to avoid this odd woman, they were sort of the welcoming committee. No one else would bother to say hi to this person until they had. So, reluctantly, they approached her.
"Hi. Are you a knew employee?" Lucy asked, trying to keep the fear out of her voice.
Instead of responding, the cloaked figure stared at Becky for a moment, which felt like hours. The figure then said,
"Your love is much like a rosebud. Not yet bloomed. But soon, it will blossom… With a little help"
And with that, the girl walked away, and vanished within the crowd.