A Dream Come True!
So once again I am writing a fic where the characters come alive. I may become well-known for that eventually.
Ahem. I am attempting to make this fic as real as it can be. Meaning NO pairings (unless my fangirlism takes hold of me) and I'm like 95 percent sure that the real-life characters' reactions will be... Real.
Of course, 'no pairings' doesn't mean my character, Tiffany (I won't be using real names) won't be fangirling, drawing, writing or reading. Heck, she's even gonna TELL the PPG about her pairs! But I really don't think they'd be so mellow in real life. I just didn't want Tiffany to die at the hands of Him, Mojo, Ace and the Powerpuff Girls.
That would be a sucky way to die.
Don't own PPG.
It was a sunny Saturday afternoon in Shreveport, Louisiana. I was in my home, hanging out with my best friend, Violet.
We were mainly joking around, asking each other random 'what would you do' questions.
"What would you do... If Mojo Jojo was in your shower?" I asked, leaning back on the foot of my bed.
"I'd say, 'You know you'll be the one to clean up all the hair, right?'" Violet responded, grinning. I couldn't help but laugh. She shrugged.
"Well, since he's basically covered in fur, he's gonna make a HUGE mess!" she pointed out. I just laughed harder.
She soon joined in the laughter, but we were quickly interrupted by my iPod's alarm. I frowned sadly.
"Aww! Do you really have to leave?!" I whined. She sighed.
"I know! But maybe, after I get back from paintball, I can stay the night... If it's okay with our moms" she suggested, making me grin.
"Yeah! That sounds EPIC!" I agreed. She laughed again.
We got up from the bed, and went into the living room.
"Bye, Miss Lila!" Violet waved to my mom as we passed her.
"Bye, sweetie!" my mom responded, looking up momentarily from her TV show.
Violet waved to me once more as she stepped out the door, and closed it behind her.
Violet held true to her promise, because at five-o-clock, she came to the door with a big bag.
"Hi Tiffany!" she greeted me. I waved, grinning widely. We headed inside, where my mom was already fast asleep. We tiptoed into my bedroom, where the blowup mattress was already waiting.
"I'll take the blowup mattress, you can have the bed" I offered, like always.
We started the night by continuing our game from earlier.
"What would you do if Blossom came to your house and asked you to be her Maid of Honor for her wedding between she and Mojo?" I asked.
"I would say 'Sure, but how do you keep finding my house?! First Mojo's in my shower, now you want me to help with your wedding?!'" she joked. I burst out laughing, slapping my hand on the mattress. She just giggled a little.
After endless laughter and games, we finally called it a night at about one AM.
I awoke before Violet, not that it was unusual. I always woke up before her at our slumber parties.
I yawned, stretching, and grabbed my iPod. I responded to a few PMs, and read a new Mojossom fanfic before deciding to lift myself off the uncomfortable mattress.
I usually went outside before eating breakfast, and today was no different... Not yet, anyway.
I grabbed my headphones, iPod still in hand, and opened the front door. I was really tired, and I barely noticed that there were people out there. I put on my headphones, plugged them in, and put on a Taylor Swift song.
About halfway through the song, a fingerless hand yanked my headphones off my head. Naturally, I screamed...
Before I saw who it was.
"B-Blossom?!"
The redhead stared at me quizzically, tilting her head to the side a little.
"How do you know my name?"
I was shaking, and blackness began to cloud my vision. Before I knew it, I had fainted.