Chapter 2

They finally finished high school. All 17 years old now, Scott's pack was eager to graduate.

The graduation ceremony was later that day, which left time for everyone to take pictures.

"Come on, Buttercup, smile! You don't want your picture to be spoiled," Stiles said.

"There's nothing to smile about," Buttercup muttered.

"Yes, there is! We're graduating!" Stiles hugged Buttercup and removed her graduation cap so that he could kiss the top of her head. Buttercup grimaced but ended up relaxing and clung to his chest. He took her into his arms.

"Perfect! The picture looks great!" Bubbles smiled.

"We have to get our pictures taken too," Scott whispered to Bubbles, hugging her from behind.

"Yes!" Bubbles exclaimed, jumping. "But who's going to take the pictures?"

"I'll do it," Blossom said, taking the camera from Bubbles.

Time passed, and eventually, it was time for the graduation ceremony.

The graduates sat in the first row, all of them wearing maroon graduation gowns and maroon graduation caps with white tassels. The guests sat a little farther back. Blossom, Bubbles, and Buttercup were reassured and happy because they knew that Professor Utonium was in the gym with the other students' family and friends.

"Before handing over diplomas to our graduates, here's a word from our Valedictorian, Blossom Utonium." The principal said.

"Thank you," Blossom said, stepping toward the microphone.

Isaac couldn't help but smile. Blossom had worked very hard on her speech. She was proud of it, and he was proud of her.

"Beacon Hills was a revelation for me and my sisters. As you all know, we were created in a laboratory by Professor Utonium. We have never seen him as a professor, but rather as a father." Blossom looked at Professor Utonium and smiled.

"We spent a good part of our lives saving Townsville from all sorts of enemies. So when Professor Utonium told us he wanted us to go to school to live a more normal life, we hesitated. We didn't want to leave. What if Townsville was in danger?"

"But coming here was the best decision we ever made. Beacon Hills is a warm and welcoming place. We love this town, and we're grateful to all its inhabitants for what they have done for us. This school has taught us so much, and we have met some great people." Blossom smiled shyly at Isaac as Bubbles took Scott's hand and Buttercup exchanged a small smile with Stiles.

"So it is with tremendous happiness that I present the class of 2018!"

Thunderous applause followed Blossom's speech.

Blossom ran to join Isaac among the crowd that had risen to wait for her. As soon as they were reunited, they passionately kissed in front of everyone.

After the graduation ceremony was over, Scott's pack decided to go to the after-party to celebrate one last time within the walls of the school. Everyone was celebrating and saying their farewells.

Scott's pack had gathered in a quiet place to chat.

"So, what are your plans for the future?" Stiles asked as he put an arm around Buttercup's shoulders.

Buttercup sighed sadly.

"I don't know..." She began.

Buttercup was interrupted by Bubbles, who rose to exclaim, "I want to take care of animals!"

Next to Bubbles, Scott's eyes widened in surprise.

"For real?" He asked, placing his hands on her shoulders. When he saw her nod enthusiastically, he grinned widely. "That's what I want to do too!"

"Oh! We'll stay together!" Bubbles exclaimed, hugging Scott.

"I would like to go into politics and change the world for the better." Blossom said. Isaac was lying beside her, his head on her thighs, and she was playing with his hair.

"Can I be your secretary?" Isaac asked, smiling at Blossom.

"You can be my advisor." Blossom corrected, leaning over to give Isaac an Eskimo kiss.

Next to Stiles, Buttercup sighed sadly again. She didn't know what she wanted to do, and she was sad. Everyone's future was different, and they would be separated. She wasn't even sure she could go study with Stiles.

"And you, my love?" Stiles asked Buttercup, holding her close to him.

"I don't know," Buttercup mumbled.

"I know," Stiles said to Buttercup. She looked up at him. "You like to fight, defend the innocent, and make the world better. Come with me to the FBI apprenticeship school!"

Buttercup's eyes lit up. She liked the idea of staying with Stiles and doing what she did best — saving the innocent and fighting for them — very much. But there was something that was still making her sad. She usually wasn't the sensitive one. But at that moment, the idea of not seeing Blossom and Bubbles again was frightening.

It was as if Bubbles shared Buttercup's fear.

"Buttercup..." She began. "We will always end up finding each other."

"Yes, we will," Blossom said. "We are more than a family."

Isaac smiled. "We're a pack."

"And a pack is never really lost," Scott said.

THE END