Me: So welcome back.

Bubbles: Why did you do that to me? *sniffles*

Brick: Why was I so mad at Mike?

Boomer and Butch: Yeah, why?

Me: All will be revealed. Just be patient. And, Bubbles. You will be okay. You're not gonna die. I couldn't bear it.

Bubbles: Phew.

Me: Okay, here we go.

Butch: Before Faery forgets, she does not own us or the ppg, or anything related.

Me: Thank you! I almost forgot! LOL!

Bubbly Times Three

Chapter 2

Butch's POV

I heard the news about Bubbles. I was so angry! It wasn't fair! The prettiest Puff had to go and be in a coma. I was gonna kill Mike for this! He had better hope he doesn't cross me...

"Hey Butch!", Mike yelled from behind me. I turned around. He was wearing a yellow Rowdyruff outfit. Princess was next to him, wearing her yellow Powerpuff dress. I glared at him and inclined my head. He took that as what, and started rambling.

"I dated that blue Puff, Bubbles, and dumped her. It was all staged to hurt her, and I was wondering if I could join the Ruffs, since we both hurt the Puffs and stuff?" I grew furious. My face turned to a scowl, and I started screaming.

"JUST BECAUSE YOU LEFT BUBBLES COMATOSE YOU THINK WE'RE GONNA LET YOU BE A RUFF! ARE YOU CRAZY! YOU ARE DEAD TO US! YOU HAVE TEN SECONDS TO LEAVE, OR I WILL HURT YOU SO BAD, THAT YOUR OWN MOTHER WON'T RECOGNIZE YOU! ARE WE CLEAR!" They ran away, screaming. I flew to the hospital. Bubbles was just laying there. I felt a tear escape my eye. I brushed it away quickly. I walked to her side.

"Bubbles, I'm sorry he did this to you. All I ever wanted was to be with you. I should have spoken up. I'm sorry." I flew out of the room.

Brick's POV

I flew to the Utonium's house. I was just about to knock, but my hand stopped halfway to the door. I sighed. This wasn't cool. I shouldn't be here. All I'd do was make everything worse. I flew to the hospital. She was laying there, her hair neatly brushed and pigtailed. She was beautiful. I sighed softly. I walked up to her.

"Bubbles, I'm so sorry! We shouldn't have said those awful things! I-I love you Bubbles.", I whispered to her. I carressed her face softly. I flew home, fighting back tears.

Boomer's POV

I was so sad. Why would anyone hurt Bubbles? All she ever wanted was for everyone to be happy. Why didn't I realize that before? An awful ache thrummed in my heart. If I'd only asked her to the dance earlier, she wouldn't be like this. This was all my fault! Why didn't I realize that I loved her?

I started crying. Why couldn't it have been me? My heart broke in two. What if she died? What if she didn't know that I didn't hate her? I fell to the ground outside our house. I held my body, as if to keep myself together. Because I felt broken inside.

Buttercup's POV

I saw Bubbles. She looked terrified. What was wrong? I looked past her, but all I saw was darkness... I woke with a start. My body was shaking and I was drenched in cold sweat. I missed her. My sister was gone to me now. At least for a while. The Professor called for us. I walked slowly downstairs, my body numb. He led us to the car, and we drove to the hospital. When I saw her, my resolve hardened again. I asked the doctor,

"Has she been okay? Any signs of waking up?"

"Her brain has been working well. She could wake up in a few months.", answered the doctor. I dismissed him, and Blossom hugged me. I hugged back, our mutual feeling of despair mixed with hope surrounding us. I held Bubbles hand when Blossom let go. I whispered to her,

"Did you hear that? You might wake up soon. And when you do, I will never let anybody hurt you again."

Bubbles's POV

The blackness started to swirl with colors. Dark blue, like Boomer, red, like Brick, dark green, like Butch, and pink and light green together, like Blossom and Buttercup.

"Guys!", I called out hopefully. No one answered. An insane smile lit up my face, and I laughed hysterically.

'Alright, I get it. You're happy. So I'll be happy too.", I said. Then the joy left me. I was back where I started, in the awful blackness. Tears started streaming again, and I held on to the voices of my loved ones and the Ruffs. It held me together.