Me: Alright! Y'all seem to love this story so much…I DO TOO *SQUEAL* Hey I got addicted to another anime~ ONE PIECE! Best anime ever! Luffy is so cute adof;jkad!

Bunny: Great another crush.

Me: :P

Blossom: -.-" Rin has competition.

Me: *Pouts angrily* Shiemi's been spending way too much time with him.

Bell: Aw jelly?

Bubbles: It'll be okay!

Buttercup: Let's get the fact that its anime through our heads ^-^"

Me: I don't own anything! Later!


"Buttercup Frost."

The fact that her name was called sent shivers up her spine. She knew about this whole deal for the school

In the middle of freshman year you get transferred to The Academy of the Beats.

That meant she had to perform.

In front of people.

She almost fainted at the thought.

Buttercup sighed sadly as she packed the last of her things in her crummy apartment.

She was ready to leave to the airport.

As she walked downstairs she kissed the portrait on the wall which carried a picture of a beautiful woman with brown hair and green eyes. Next to her was a tall man with black hair and blue eyes. You could see a bit of stubble on his chin.

Buttercup was on the verge of tears as she forced a smile.

"Bye Mommy…By Dad."

As she logged her bag to the taxi and closed the door behind her she couldn't help but let her tears run past her.


Bubbles looked at the grave stone with a sad smile.

"Hi, Papi! Things are going great here! Mom's getting better and I got accepted to the school of my dreams with Bell!"

She waited for a silent reply.

"I know, I know. A lot of things can happen! I got permission from Mom! She's happy to see her little girl grow up too!"

Bubbles smiled through tears.

"Moms getting better. I can feel it. Just you wait. Her cancer's gonna go away all too soon! Sh-She's gonna be fine!"

Another silence.

"I'm…I'm not gonna see you for a while, Daddy. It'll be a while…But I'm sure you'll be okay! I'll visit you every summer!"

Her lip quivered as she got up and took her bags.

"I'll miss you so much, Daddy.

As she left the grave stone was visible.

R.I.P

Here lies a loving father, husband, son, and friend.

Edward Caritinie


"Bell where do you think you're going?!" Her mother screamed as Bell made her way toward the door with her bags.

Bell glared angrily. "I told you yesterday! How are you still up anyway?! It's like three in the morning!"

Her mom was basically the opposite of Bell. She was beautiful but she didn't present herself that way.

Her black hair was greasy in a messy bun and she was basically high off drugs. Her silver eyes were bloodshot and she was a mess.

Her mother glared. "I have had enough! You're gonna listen to your mother this instant!"

Bell scoffed. "Ha! Yeah right! I should've lived with Dad a long time ago! But he's exactly like you!"

And with that she slammed the door, leaving.

But without slipping some headache medicine on the counter.

"God, Mom." She whispered weeping.


"GET OUT YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT!"

"I'M LEAVING! PEACE OUT MOTHER FUCKER!"

"BUNNY DON'T TALK TO ME THAT WAY!"

"I CAN TALK TO YOU ANY WAY I WANT TO, MOM!"

Bunny's mother glared. It was obvious where Bunny got her looks. Her mother had straight brown hair with the darkest violet eyes you've ever seen.

Too bad her attitude stunk.

"FINE LEAVE! WHO GIVES TWO SHITS WHEN YOU'RE GONE ANYWAY! YOU'RE THE REASON RICKY LEFT!"

Bunny pushed her mom out of her way. "YEAH! BLAME ME FOR THIS ONE JUST LIKE YOU'RE OTHER MAN WHORES! DAD DIED BECAUSE OF YOU, YOU DRUNK ASS BITCH!"

And with that she left with her bags in her hand.


"And where do you think you're going young lady?"

Blossom froze at the sound of her father's voice.

This is bad.

"Ah…Dad…I thought you were asleep." She laughed nervously.

Her father glared at her with a bottle in his hand. Blossom had his auburn hair. He also had cold blue eyes to match

"You stupid Bitch…"

"D-Daddy. I got accepted to the school remember? I-I told you and you said it's okay." Blossom whispered nervously.

Her father got up. "Ho? I did, didn't I? Did you ask your mother?"

Blossom's eyes widened. "H-huh?" She backed away slowly towards the door.

"YOU STUPID BITCH!" He yelled as he threw the bottle at her.

But Blossom was quick. She opened the door and left before it hit her.

"COME BACK HERE!"

Then she left towards the taxi in tears of fear.


Boomer smiled as he saw his dad downstairs waiting for him

"Hey Dad, it's early. Shouldn't you be sleeping?"

His father coughed. "I couldn't let my favorite son leave without saying goodbye!"

Boomer playfully rolled his eyes. "I'm your only son, Dad."

His father laughed but only to be coughing again.

Boomer's Dad was a handsome man. A bit wrinkly but handsome. He had dirty blonde hair with brown eyes and a small beard.

Boomer looked at his dad with worry. "Are you okay Dad? I can stay home if you want."

Boomer's dad smiled. "No, I'm good! I'm not dying anytime soon! Don't worry though. I have Elizabeth with me."

Said house keeper popped into the room with a smile.

"Si!"

Boomer laughed. "Okay well I gotta go. Take care of yourself, Dad." He said as he hugged his father and his house keeper.

"Bye, Eliz!"

"Adios, Boomer!"

His father looked at him sadly as he left the house.

Elizabeth stared at the door without looking at Boomers dad.

"Brandon, when will you tell him?"

Brandon looked away.

"After I'm dead."


Bullet's eyes widened as he saw his mother on the floor struggling to get up.

"Mamá! You alright?!" He whispered hastily as he helped his mom off the floor.

She tiredly wiped her blonde hair out of the way.

She smiled. "Yes, Bullet. I'm fine." Then her dark purple eyes glanced at the bags on the floor.

"You're leaving already?"

Bullet smiled. "Yeah, I gotta get to the airport early. I'm just worried leaving you alone with-"

"Don't worry about me, Bullet. I'll be fine. He can't kill me. He knows that."

Bullet glared at the floor. "Want me to kick his ass for you?"

Her mother laughed and kissed his cheek. "You'll just get in trouble for that."

Bullet rolled his eyes.

His mother pushed him to the door.

"Don't do anything stupid while you're gone."

"Yes mother."

"And talk to her again."

"Yes mo-" He paused realizing who she was talking about.

"I don't know about that. But I'll try. Bye Mamá!" He whispered as he kissed her cheek.

"Bye, Bullet."

Bullet took his bags in his hands and left the door. Right after he left he heard a crash.

"It's early in the morning. You think the drunk would be passed out by now." Bullet rolled his eyes trying to cover up his worry as he walked to the car.


Bliss walked towards the door tip toeing quietly thinking how clever he was.

'Ha! Stupid old man! Thinks he can get the best of me eh? I'll show him-!'

But his thoughts were cut short when a foot came crashing down on his face and he skidded across the floor.

"Guh~!"

"STUPID SON OF MINE!" Bliss's father yelled.

Bliss got up holding his face. "OLD MAN! WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT FOR!?"

His father blew out smoke from the cigar he was blowing and pushed away his gray hair.

"You were thinking 'Stupid old man! Thinks he can get the best of me. I'll show him' weren't you?"

Bliss hesitated angrily. "Witch craft…" He muttered only to be hit on the back of his head.

"Ow!"

"Idiot son! You need to say goodbye!"

Bliss looked down angrily. "What's the point? Mom would just-"

"Do not speak ill of your mother!"

"SHE DOESN'T CARE!" Bliss yelled angrily.

Bliss's father, Harold, was silent. Harold was a good looking man. Gray hair with dark green eyes.

Then he ruffled his son's hair. "She doesn't need to if I'm here."

Bliss's eyes widened. "Mom doesn't love me…Does she?"

Harold sighed. "Now Bliss-"

"WHY'D YOU MARRY SOMEONE LIKE HER?!"

"FOR YOU!"

Bliss clicked his tongue. "Carol…isn't even my real mom."

"I understand that…She can never replace her. But she shouldn't stop you from you making it. It's your dream, not hers."

Bliss smiled than smirked. "Getting soft on me old man?"

"STUPID BRAT! HURRY UP AND LEAVE ALREADY!"

"Yeah, yeah!" Bliss laughed as he was about to leave.

"Bliss…"

Bliss paused. "Yeah?"

"Button your shirt, it'll get cold."

And with that, Bliss couldn't help but let a single tear drop off his face.

"Stupid old man." He muttered and left.


Brick received a punch to his face.

"GET OUT!"

"I was leaving anyway." Brick said with no emotion to his father.

"You asshole of a son!" His father muttered.

Bricks mother looked at Brick with disappointment.

"Just get out Brick." His mother said pleadingly. "Please. Just stop."

Brick wiped away the blood from his mouth and got up dusting himself off.

"Goodbye Maryland, Drake." He said calling his parents with their first names.

Bricks dad had Black hair with brown eyes while his mother had brown hair with blue eyes.

But you could tell both of them did not look like Brick at all.

Brick took his bags and left out the door.

Before he left, he heard his mother's weeping and his father's scoff.


Butch quickly made it down the stairs of his mom's apartment so she wouldn't hear. But he doubts she will since you could hear a lot of moaning from her side of the room. How can someone still be awake at this time?

"Disgusting." He muttered as he made his way downstairs.

Butch quickly made himself some toast and popped it in his mouth. As he made his way to the door he heard his mother's voice.

"Butch?"

Butch tsked and turned around to see his mother naked covered with a bed sheet. Her black hair was tousled into sex hair and her gray eyes looked tired.

"What?" He said plainly.

"Where are you going?" She said in a voice he cringed at.

"None of your business. Go back to your man whore. What number is he again? 32?"

His mother glared. "Don't talk to your mother that way, Butch!"

He turned his head. Her eyes softened and strutted her way to him.

"Guapo… (Handsome)" She whispered lovingly to him as she caressed his chin.

Butch's eyes widened and griped her wrist.

"Don't touch me!" And with that he pushed her on the couch.

"Butch!" She yelled through tears. "I love you! Why do you treat me that way?"

"Because your love is different than the one I want!" He answered back.

"Goodbye mother!" Butch opened the door and left with his bags.

"Butch, don't leave me!" She yelled desperately.

But it was too late. He was gone.