"Bubbles!" Blossom called from down the hall, instantly appearing in the doorway, "It's time for your eye exam."

"I don't need an eye exam!" Bubbles pouted in return, turning her back to her sister as she continued coloring, "I'm fine."

"Just come on Bubbles," Buttercup huffed, joining Blossom in the hall. Blossom folded her arms across her chest, "Yeah, the Professor said."

"Oh, okay," she sighed in defeat, slowly rising from the floor and floating over to her sisters as the three of them flew down to the lab. Or at least attempted to anyway; Blossom and Buttercup had to guide her most of the way and she still somehow managed to fly into a vase and turn into the bathroom thinking it was the basement. She knew her sight wasn't as good as it used to be, but the professor had tried to convince her to use her glasses before, and she was always teased by her classmates, especially her sisters.

Bubbles landed absent mindedly in the chair placed promptly in the center of the room, obeying the Professor's instructions as she was asked to read the chart, hit the bull's eye, and respond to the lights; all tests she'd taken before, and always ending with the same results.

"Bubbles," the professor sighed, "Why can't you just wear your glasses?"

"Because I look like a dork," Bubbles protested, lowering her gaze to the floor, or at least what she assumed was the floor.

Then the hotline started to ring. Bubbles ignored it, knowing one of her sisters would answer and explain the situation as Blossom picked up the phone.

"Yes Mayor? A giant ant? We're on it!" she slammed the phone back on the receiver, "Come on girls!"

Blossom and Buttercup shot out instantly, leaving yet another hole in the ceiling. Bubbles sighed, following slowly behind and bumping her head on what remained of the ceiling before finally making it through the opening. She rubbed her head in annoyance and pain when she heard a chuckle. She instantly turned towards the sound, bumping her forehead on a tree trunk in the process and causing the laughter to become louder for a moment and then stopping all together. Bubbles glanced around wearily, not seeing anything, and continued on. Maybe she had just imagined it.

She swerved around the forest, more often than occasionally running into a tree that seemed to pop out of nowhere, groaning and carrying on. She'd completely lost track of her sisters, and was becoming more and more worried. "What if she couldn't find them?" she wondered, but she quickly banished the thought, becoming more confident. She would find them, with or without her glasses.

She assumed after some time of flying around blindly that she had entered the city judging from the screams of the townspeople and roars of what she imagined was the giant ant. Did giant ants roar?

Bubbles began to call for her sisters, hoping they might be somewhere nearby. "Girls? Girls?" she flew around the city, or rather into windows and telephone poles. Why didn't they answer her?

She searched frantically, whipping her head in various directions hoping to see that her sisters had finally appeared. "Girls!" she called excitedly, spotting what looked like two shadow standing atop a nearby apartment building. She instantly flew to them, " Thank goodness I found you! Are you okay?"

She waited patiently for an answer, asking more questions as they remained silent, "Did you stop the giant ant?"

Still silent.

"What's the matter? Why don't you say anything?"

Then the laughter started again.

"Huh?" Bubbles turned around to see her sisters floating in front of her, "Oh, so know you guys are gonna laugh at me even when I don't wear my glasses!"

"Laugh?" Buttercup asked in confusion.

"Bubbles, we weren't laughing," Blossom added.

"Yes you were, I heard you! You were laughing at me in the woods too!"

"…but we didn't go through the woods," Blossom replied.

"Yeah, we flew over it."

"Oh…"

"Now come on Bubbles!" Blossom continued hastily, "You gotta put your glasses on and help us!"

Bubbles shook her head, "Uh-uh, you guys'll laugh at me!"

"We will not, now put them on!" Buttercup yelled.

So Bubbles did as she was asked, grabbing her glasses from her pocket and placing them on her face before looking back at her sisters. It was much easier to see them with the glasses…

But her sisters quickly broke out with laugher and she removed them, "See?"

"We're sorry! We're sorry!" they choked out as they continued to laugh. Bubbles glared at them, annoyed that they had laughed, annoyed that they had lied, when she heard a sigh over her shoulder and she turned around again. She was sure she'd caught a glint of blue as she did, but her vision was much too fussy to see anything clearly. She debated putting her glasses back on, just for a moment, when…

"BUBBLES! HELP!" her sisters screamed.

Bubbles whipped back around to see pink and green dots inside a great big black one, which she assumed was the giant ant.

"Do something!" they cried.

Bubbles squinted at them; it seemed as though there were three ants instead of just one, but they kept fading away, "Which one is it?"

"Use your glasses!" Blossom ordered.

"NO! I don't need them!" she yelled back, shooting at whichever ant she could, assuming that they had all been wrong as the monster continued to near as she stepped back.

"You're missing!" Buttercup commented.

"Badly!" Blossom added.

"I can get him!" Bubbles answered stubbornly just before she tripped backwards onto her butt, dropping her glasses.

"Use your glasses!" her sisters screamed.

"NO!" and Bubbles cried out in pain as the giant ant stepped down on her leg. She tried to wiggle free, but her efforts made no difference. What could she do? It seemed like her only option left was to use her glasses, and she glanced around for them only to find that they had fallen just out of her reach. She reached for them desperately, always coming up short. What would she do?

Then, to her great surprise, her glasses seemed to jump a few inches into her hands. She didn't bother to ask questions, quickly placing them back on her face, now clearly able to see the bug with her sisters clenched tightly in its pinchers. She smiled. She focused her eye beam on the ant, wondering why it was taking longer to shoot than usual, but thoroughly surprised when her glasses seemed to magnify the effects of her beam and utterly fry the insect.

She blinked wearily as her vision began to clear again, hearing that same chuckle from just over her shoulder. But this time, as she started ahead, she laughed along with it.

Her sisters sat in front of her, covered from head to toe in molten bug guts.