Sup Guys! And Gals… Well, Changed the Penname, and removed my grammar mistakes and improved Turning Thirteen. Heheheh, this story's changed and its gonna have aloooot of crap in it.

So, chill for a moment, it's a T now, just to be safe though.

Thanks for all who reviewed, all you patient peeps out there deserve a treat, tell you what—name it! (Make it something I can afford… Looks at 27 cents in pocket)

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters. The ones you don't recognize are mine though..

Enjoy!

.:. Chapter One: Typical Day .:.

BOOM! WHACK! BAM! Bubbles, Buttercup and Blossom were found in craters in the pavement, moaning from the massive blow they received.

"Grrr…" Buttercup growled.

The PPG's were losing. They were as sure as hell that they wouldn't be going down this easy. A plan started to formulate in Blossom's mind.

"Buttercup, go for the tails! I'll go for the head! You know what to do, Bubbles! Plan Q7!" Blossom commanded. The trio was in a battle with a pretty tough one in Townsville. That was something that rarely occurred nowadays. Three of the girls are now 13…or at least, they were gonna be by tomorrow. They've grown fingers and hands, toes and feet. Their eyes are still huge, but their heads are a little bit more…normal, not such a noticeable difference. Their bodies have grown much longer, so have their legs.

Blossom was 5''0, and Buttercup and Bubbles were more or less the same as her. Buttercup charged mercilessly to grab reach of the monster's spiked tail. The green-eyed puff had a change of hairstyle. It was just above shoulder length now, and she had a layered fringe going towards one side of her head. She also had two long braids which went past her the rest of her hair—the two medium-thick braids went down to her back.

Buttercup wore a pair of black baggy jeans, a sleeveless light green shirt with a hood (which matched the color of her eyes) and a pair of dark green and white trainers. She also wore a black wristband on the left hand, and a green bracelet with the letters 'BC' on it. She didn't like the bracelet much—but it felt important to her.

Bubbles' hair was still in its two ponytails, but her fringe wasn't divided anymore, it was longer in to frame both sides of her face. She wore a pair of dark-blue jean shorts and a light blue T-Shirt with 'Cute' in white letters on it. She also wore sketchers and ankle socks with a silver anklet on her left ankle. Surprisingly, Bubbles wasn't all that girly anymore, she wore a pair of white fingerless baseball mitts with a baby-blue lining.

Back to the red-headed leader. Blossom's hair was still the same, except it was much longer, like above waist level. It didn't curve upwards anymore, it was straight and silky with wavy ends. The fringe remained the same and she had her hair back in a pink and black bandana, some strands falling to her face as the fight went on. She re-adjusted her pink hairclip to keep her streaming hair in its place. She wore a sleeveless pink vest with a collar and a black lining, a white top with elbow-length sleeves under. She also wore a pair of pink gym pants with a black lining down the sides, matching her vest and pink and white sneakers. She also wore a thin silver ring on her left index finger.

Buttercup tried lifting the monster's tail, the monster waving her around like a flag vigorously. Blossom flew to the back of its head, using her ice-breath, forming a large ice ball, and throwing it dead-centre. The monster held its tail in place, giving Buttercup a chance to escape.

Bubbles let out a massive sonic scream, thrusting the monster and sending it flying. Buttercup picked up a barge pole, molding it into something resembling a golf club with her laser beams.

Buttercup powered up, releasing energy into the barge pole (slash golf club), making it glow a bright neon green.

The monster came crashing town the road, digging into the soil.

"Four!" the raven-haired girl yelled, swinging the monster into a further oblivion. It flew far away, the object growing tinier and tinier into the distance.

"Nice job sis." Blossom commented. Buttercup nodded at her. "You actually did something pensively for once."

"Yeah, tha—whaddaya mean, for once?" Buttercup snapped.

Blossom giggled. "Forget it, Tercie." From the name 'Butter-C', teasing her.

"Ugh—whatever, Kat." Buttercup replied, equally teasing her. From Blossom's middle name 'Catherine'.

Bubbles was already hovering over their home. It has been for nearly 6 years. The house changed a lot. It was repainted and downstairs was much larger since they renovated the kitchen. They started a garden in the backyard and it looked really nice.

"Hey Professor!" the blonde said.

"Oh, hey Bubbles! Where're your sisters?" he asked from the basement. The professor looked just a small bit older, not much difference than before.

"They're coming—they're having some prep slash rebel bonding time." Bubbles said with a genuine happy smile.

The professor came back up. "Go clean yourself and I'll get you some bandages."

"Professor, there's nothing serious. I'll head to the shower now." Bubbles said. But she examined herself closer and saw the gash on her arm. "Er..heheh, I think the bandages would be a good idea." She smiled sheepishly.

"We're home! Professor, have you seen Bu—oh, there you are." Blossom sighed in relief as she walked into the living room next to Bubbles.

"Right. Hey Babs, you using the shower soon?" Buttercup asked, with Bubbles' nickname from 'Bubs' to 'Babs', courtesy of the green puff.

"Yeah, I'm going right now." Bubbles took off to the shower upstairs. "You guys didn't come through the ceiling, did you?"

Buttercup and Blossom exchanged worried glances and whistled worried, innocent tunes.

"Kuell. That means, I get to eat." Buttercup licked her lips and rubbed her hands together, forgetting all about it.

Blossom paced slowly around the room.

"We're celebrating our party at Bonsai Gardens, right?" Blossom asked, referring to the place they encountered that orange, spiky, fish-like monster when they were younger.

"Of course. How can we not celebrate there?" Buttercup answered, violently eating some ice-cream from the fridge.

"Just checking." Blossom sat herself on the dining table in the kitchen next to Buttercup. She tapped a beat on the table lightly, making a beat with her fingers.

Buttercup munched hungrily on the rocky road ice-cream she was deliciously consuming.

"You really like that flavor Tercie." Blossom commented.

"Well duh. I'm done. Better not put on any extra pounds." Buttercup said.

"Gasp--" Blossom covered her mouth. "Buttercup actually stopped eating rocky road for a minute? Eee-gads!"

Buttercup chuckled at her pink-eyed sister. "Yeah. At least we're gonna be ditzy, stuck-up teenagers by tomorrow."

Blossom was about to protest. "I hear ya." Came our favorite Bubbles, combing her wet hair with her round brush. She changed into a pair of baby blue capris, resembling Blossom's, white bunny slippers and a white fitting tank.

"I don't wanna grow up." Bubbles pouted childishly.

"But guys, surely growing up can't be that bad, I mean, we've been through that monthly thing--"

"EEEWWWW!" Buttercup cried.

"That was disgusting." Bubbles stated.

Blossom could only laugh. "We've been through that and all this growing hands, fingers, toes, feet, and longer bodies—which I might add was incredibly freaky. So becoming thirteen tomorrow doesn't sound so bad."

"You've got a point." Bubbles agreed after seconds of thought.

"Whatever. Wrestling's on. I need to see some new moves." Buttercup proceeded to the living room. "Maybe some popcorn."

"Buttercup! Go have your bath, you stink! Besides, we shouldn't be watching TV!" Blossom said.

"This is all too familiar now, isn't it?" Bubbles laughed, playfully holding her nose.

"Make me!" Buttercup shouted back. "That isn't funny, Bubbles!" She remembered the time she stinked up Townsville because she wouldn't take a bath.

The red-headed leader sighed.

"No rocky road for two days." Blossom stated plainly. Buttercup knew very well that Blossom could take away her rocky road since she does most of their groceries. And no rocky road is VERY unhealthy for Buttercup.

But Buttercup stood it out.

"No offer."

"A Week."

"YES M'AAM!" Buttercup sped up the stairs. Blossom and Bubbles smiled.

One…Two…Three…Four…Five.

"I'll get the popcorn." Bubbles said cheerfully. Blossom already sped off to find the remote.

So much for no TV...

Not much changing—some real stuffs here and there, see? I have to correct all my other stories too though… So, review, flame, PM, suit yourself…

-Bloo Chocolate-