Ok this one was really really really hard to make! I had no idea what to do for Bubbles and Boomer. It was really hard to think of and I don't know if I even like it that much but I thought I'd publish it anyways.
Bubbles was walking along the sidewalks with her umbrella held over her head, so not even one drop would land on her perfect hair. She smiled and hummed as she skipped along the quiet streets of Townsville. Everyone was inside avoiding the rain but Bubbles loved it. She found rain to be so soothing and peaceful, so every time it rained she would just take a walk, so she could be alone and think.
She noticed someone else outside. Not just anyone, it was her male counterpart Boomer. Bubbles stopped mid-walk and thought for a minute. She couldn't decide to walk past him, shoot him a glare or just turn around. He looked over at her and then back down. He was sitting on the wet curb looking at the ground. He had no umbrella and he looked upset. Bubbles couldn't help it, she was born of a good loving nature, she had to offer him her umbrella.
She walked over to him and stood above him, trying to make sure the umbrella was over his head too, "Hello Boomer, why are you out in the rain without an umbrella?"
He continued to look at the ground "I can't afford an umbrella."
He looked up at her, his face was beaten and bruised. Her eyes widened and she gasped, "Oh my! What happened?!"
"Four words! Brick and Butch." he said angrily.
"That's only three words."
"Whatever! I'm not good at geometry!"
Bubbles giggled, she sat down beside him not caring that her butt was now completely soaked. "Why would you let them pick on you?"
"What's it to you?!" he asked angrily and slid away from her.
Bubbles sighed, she looked at him with caring eyes. She slid closer and put her hand on his shoulder, "I know what you go through Boomer, your brothers make fun of you and treat you as if your not as important! But you are, the only problem with us is that we crack under peer pressure and believe what others think and say about us. They make you feel unappreciated."
"How did you know?" he asked confused.
"My sisters walk all over me, they have since I was five. I don't care. I shrug it off. Don't let it get to you. As long as one person is there for me then I'm fine."
"No one's there for me." he said sadly and watched as rain fell onto his shoes.
Bubbles grabbed his chin and turned his head to face hers. His eyes were staring into her light blue eyes, they sparkled. She then said in a calm and peaceful tone that made Boomer feel relaxed, "Don't worry, whenever they're not there for you then come find me, there's always enough room under my umbrella." she said with a simple smile and walked away.