Why the hell am I writing this?! I got to be honest but after all those anime and video games, I never saw myself coming back to this. Yes, yes, I'm back to fretting over what dominated my childhood. Goddammit. xD Anyway, disclaimer: I do not own PPG or RRB or Mojo or Professor... (you get the idea).
It had been a long time since she last saw him. Standing on the roof, she had waved goodbye as he flew away with his brothers, forcing himself not to turn back and look at her lest he compelled himself to stay with her. It had been what? Thirteen years? Even so, when she saw the cobalt blue eyes, now much smaller and intense, tanned skin and blonde hair, Bubbles knew it was him and she flew straight into his arms. Thank god she had decided to drop by the mall on that day. Her sisters would flip if they saw him, and she would be dragged into fighting him as well. When it was one-on-three, he had no chance, just like he didn't on the day she and her sisters had caught him and she had dressed up as him.
"You're back! You're back!" she giggled in his arms. People were giving her weird looks, wondering who the lucky guy was to have a Powerpuff girl all over him. Thirteen years was enough to make them forget who this boy was and what he had done to them when he was merely the age of five.
"Hello Bubbles. It's nice to meet you again," he said silkily. His voice had lost it's croakiness and had gotten much smooth and deep.
"What are you doing back here? What happened to never coming back?" she questioned.
"We got bored. We saw the whole world but nothing beats Townsville," he replied. Bubbles looked up at him. He had changed so much. There was not a trace of the dumbness that had defined him back then. But at the same time, he hadn't changed a bit. He was still cute, polite and he had an amazing smile.
"Are your brothers back as well?"
He nodded.
"Do they know about us?" she asked quietly.
His face contorted and he shook his head. He pulled her closer to him, his mouth at his ear. "Brick will kill me."