Hellooo (; i decided to do a story, this time i have a way better idea of how i'll put it together. so, yeah. hehe.

Please, for the love of everything puff, pleeeeaasse reveiw. even if you hated it. i crave your opinion.

that being said, i do not own PPG, RRB, justin beiber, (thank god.) or "My week with Marilyn." i wishh though. hehe.

READ AND REVIEW. pwease c;

"We were 16,

yeah we were young.

We had the world sitting right in front of us."

- The Ready Set


Blossom Utonium walked along the red carpet, a smile plastered across her flawless face. The cameras flashed all around her, and she settled into a simple pose; both hands on her hips, her lips in a teasing smirk.

She looked a little to her left, where her blonde sister stood, and giggled. Her sister loved these types of events. She got to 'get all dressed up'. Which Blossom didnt understand, because Bubbles always dressed up...even to just get the paper.

Tonight she wore a long sky blue silk dress, with a diamond covered strap on one shoulder. Her hair was in a fancy up do, with little curly strands hanging out fashionably. She smiled her toothpaste commercial smile, and was waving happily to the cameras.

Blossom looked to her right, where her brunette sister stood with one hand on her hip, a lopsided smile plastered on her face. Blossom smiled, genuiley. She was proud of her tomboy of a sister. She wore a short emerald dress, with a black leather jacket over top. Her black hair was down, and perectly straitened. She was even wearing heels! They were only black ankle boots, but they fit Buttercup perfectly.

A reporter motioned for Blossom to come over, and she obliged. "Miss Utonium, may i say you look fabulous tonight! You have deffinately earned a spot in this weeks vogue!" Blossom smiled sweetly. She did look pretty good tonight, even she would admit.

Her auburn hair was down and wavy, ending at her waist. She wore a strapless light pink dress, the top making a heart-like shape. Under the waist, it stopped being tight, and floated down to right above the knee. She wore black high heels, with little pink bows on the left side. "Thank you Trisha, that means alot." She thanked the middle-aged woman, and walked toward the big gold doors that would lead her to the party.

As she entered, she quickly spotted the proffesor. He wore a tuxedo, and his graying hair was slicked back. He took a quick swig of his champaine before smiling at his 'daughter'.

"Proffesor, how did you get in here so quickly?'' He shook his head.

"Blossom, no one wants to get a picture with a 40 year old man like me...Unless he was in the latest romantic comedy, which im not." Blossom chuckled.

"Your too hard on yourself, proffesor. Your the top scientist of our generation!" She wasnt exagerating. 11 years after the creation of the 5 year old super heroine trio, the proffesor went on to create many other great devices.

Just then Bubbles and Buttercup walked through the doors and torwards them. Bubbles looked around giddily. "This is going great! I already got 4 numbers! One from Justin, Beiber!" Bubbles squealed.

"Blegh!" Buttercup interrupted.

Bubbles ignored her and skipped off to talk to some of the actresses from the new movie, "My week with Marilyn."

Buttercup rolled her eyes and switched her weight onto the other foot. "i'd rather be skating at the new park down the street right now."

The proffesor sighed dissaprovingly. "Buttercup, you should be honered just to be here. As the local celebrities, you have privalages normal teenagers dont have. You should be overjoyed! Like Bubbles over there!" he nodded to the blonde across the room, who was now jumping up and down, a small peice of paper in her hand. no doubt another celebritie's number.

Buttercup rolled her eyes. "Proffesor, i dont know if you've noticed by now, but were not normal." She pointed to Blossom's pink eyes for effect. Blossom swatted her hand away. "Still, Buttercup. Hes right. were living a very priveleged life...some people have it way worse than us..."


Red eyes floated through the dark alley ways of Townsville, Emerald and cobalt blue a little behind them. White teeth were revealed and shaped into a evil smirk. A dark chuckle escaped the one with the green eye's mouth.

"Brick, dude. I just thought of something."

The leader didn't respond, just rose an eyebrow and turned to his emerald eyed brother expectantly.

"What if- What if the girls show up?" He asked, faking a look of innocent curiosity.

The red eyed boy growled, then grabbed his brother's throat, lifting him off the ground. The blue eyed brother simply rolled his eyes. Butch knew better than to bring them up.

"First of all, i told you to never bring them up. Second, they wont. Even if they did, they wouldn't stand a chance. Were ten times stronger than them. Did you forget the past couple of months?" He said in a malicious voice. Boomer visibly flinched at the memory.

Brick let go of his brother, who didn't seem phased. "Yeah, i know. Im just saying... that would be a pretty good fight." The green eyed boy started to shake with excitement.

"Well, don't get your hopes up Twitch. Their at a banquet tonight."

Boomer snickered. "stupid bitches."

They arrived at a building with the name, 'Twine Bro's Corp." not that much later. The boys paused for a second before all their eyes turned a dark crimson.

Suddenly, Brick's turned back to his regular shade of blood red. "Wait a minute, wait a minute! stop." The boy's eyes quickly turned back to their regular shades, looking at their leader questionably.

"...lets have some fun, first."


Inside the Twines Bro's Corp., a middle aged man was closing up. He hummed a joyful tune in the otherwise quiet hallway, happy to be done with the day and go home to his wife and daughter.

The lights suddenly shut off.

The soft sound of a 'whooshing' noise was the only thing heard, then it was completely quiet.

An eerie quiet.

He let out a shaky sigh he didn't know he was holding, and kept walking until he reached the maintenance room. He felt around for the emergency power switch. Soon, he found it, and with a relieved chuckle, he pulled down.

Nothing happened.

"No use." a husky voice said from somewhere behind him. He quickly turned around.

No one was there.

Hiding his fear, the man walked back into the hallway. "Hello? Who's there?" He turned to the left, then the right. Then, a hot breath was suddenly against his neck.

His blood ran cold.

Fearing what he would find, but not being able to resist, he slowly turned around. He stopped when he was facing a raven haired boy with piercing emerald eyes. The boy smiled cheerfully.

"Hiya!" He said.

Then, there was a fist colliding with his face, and everything went black.


I decided to shut it off there for now. if you review though, i'll update faaaasssssttterrr :D

Until next time~