Lmao, okay I took forever writing this! Finally updated this story, and even changed the summary because it didn't feel right you know?
Just to be warned, there will be an anxiety attack in this scene and some major heartbreak! Enjoy!
R & R
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+ Chapter 1 +
Calamity
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It was a day like any other day
A happy family of four
Until unknown men showed up
Talking about a very touching subject
"We are with heavy hearts hearts bringing word of this news
It seems one of the girls in this house
will become the chosen one today."
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The atmosphere within the room dropped considerably, the only noise was the voices of the reporters within the T.V. Bubbles kept her smile up, keeping her breathing steady as she watched the news go on- speaking of her misdeeds in an exaggerated manner.
Her sisters were looking at her, waiting for something, anything that'll allow their plan to get into motion. The youngest blinked twice, and the sisters responded with a slight nod.
Blossom stood up slowly, making sure not to make too much noise as the rest of the students have already moved their heads to stare at the chosen one, and was inching towards the door. Buttercup ducked slowly, and got out of her chair- only getting the attention of Butch- just brief eye contact.
Bubbles, she kept her smile as she squeezed her boyfriend's arm and leaned in close, bringing her hand up as if she was going to whisper to him. Well, she was going to. Clearing her throat, she leaned closer, up to his ear and in a very small voice she spoke.
"Meet me at my house in an hour."
Then she lifted her thumb slightly, a signal to her sisters.
Blossom opened the door slowly and wide. Once Buttercup deemed the door wide enough, she took a deep breath and ran towards the T.V., kicking it out of it's stand- gaining the attention of everyone.
"Buttercup!" The teacher scolded, breaking the silence- and then suddenly everyone was making noises. Some getting on their chairs and yelling- just outright causing chaos within the classroom because they had the chosen one in here, this is a once in a lifetime opportunity.
They were too busy being excited, afraid, downright ready to get the money as they raided the teacher's supply closet for anything. A few guys tried grabbing onto Bubbles, but she was quick to dodge and evade them, hiding behind others or even just ducking. Blossom used the chaos to her advantage and grabbed onto Bubbles' hand and dragged her towards the window.
"Buttercup, now!" Blossom yelled, and Buttercup picked up a nearby empty desk and with some assistance from Butch (Why he helped her, Bubbles couldn't answer. Though if she had an idea, it'd be because breaking windows was his thing.)
And threw it at the window.
That got everyone to shut up.
Bubbles noticed Blossom slowly get closer to the door, and figured it was her cue to climb on Buttercup's back.
"Hey, hey Buttercup, pick me up!" She moved her hands in a grab motion, gaining her sister's attention. In a flash, she was on her older sister's back, grabbing onto her tightly.
"Alright Bubbles, don't let go of me no matter what, alright?" Bubbles nodded.
"Hey wait, what the fuck? You're not leaving!" Yelled Mitch, holding onto his knees as he panted heavily, holding onto a few broomsticks and metal bars. "We're not just letting you go! Come on guys, get 'em!"
The class erupted in agreement as they all got weapons from Mitch, ready to attack the two girls. Bubbles held onto her sister tightly, then look over to see Blossom sneak out of the room. "Buttercup, go now..." She whispered, and the hot-headed of the two nodded.
"Oh, you really wanna fucking capture us? Fucking do it, assholes. See ya!"
Bubbles had expected her to run straight to the door, but to her surprise her sister backed up slowly, towards the window, and then jumped. She closed her eyes, biting her lower lip- trying not to create more chaos from screaming- hell she already has a whole classroom coming after her and her sisters.
"Boomer please be safe..." She mumbled over and over again.
Buttercup took a deep breath in when she jumped, keeping her legs downwards. "C'mon wikiHow, don't disappoint me." She quickly bent her knees right when she was about to make impact, then extended her knees outwards the moment she landed.
Here was the hard part, in her opinion, she rolled slightly, but moved her arm (letting go of one side of Bubbles) to stop herself from her sister. Once she knew she didn't hurt herself too bad, just a slight pain on her left foot, and a sting on her sides, she stood up slowly and then looked over at the window that she had jumped out of. Bubbles, feeling her sister stand up, slowly looked up as well and felt her breath get taken away.
Boomer was staring straight at her, eyes glassy as if he was so close to crying- and then he wiped the forming tears away and glanced away.
"Boomer..."
"Yeah, he's up there, but so is like everyone else." Buttercup said loudly.
Most, if not all, of her classmates were watching from the window. Screaming a few things that they could make out from the bottom. A few were telling Mitch to jump, some telling Butch, even Brick offered throwing Butch and Mitch together. "It works y'know, since Buttercup threw herself with Bubbles, why not Butch and Mitch?"
That resulted in the whole class trying to push them down.
"They're all distracted, lets run now." Bubbles whispered to Buttercup, and the older sister nodded.
And so Buttercup ran off, not even bothering to look back as she was already a bit behind schedule... Or she would, if they had a schedule to begin with.
Bubbles sighed as she leaned close to her sister, just letting her carry her and run. "Hey Buttercup, how did you know how to land?" She asked, because seriously, how did her sister not get that hurt?
"WikiHow." Was her response, and that only made Bubbles let out a giggle, "Seriously? That's so unsafe though! You should have ran out the door like Blossom, BC." Buttercup snorted at that, moving her arms a bit to tighten her hold, "You're one to talk, bitch. Ms. I'm the Chosen One now."
"Hey! I didn't choose to be the Chosen one!" Bubbles huffed, moving her arms to weakly punch her sister on the back. Buttercup cleared her throat, and in a high pitch voice began to speak.
"I'm Bubbles and I feed animals all the time, that's why Townsville has a pest infestation now!"
"First of all, I can't believe they said that as one of the reasons why I was chosen! Like, it's so dumb! And second of all, I doubt a city can be infested with pests! What about animal control? Oh my God!" Bubbles rambled, whining loudly on Buttercup's ear.
"Didn't they also say you were chosen because during first grade, you declared yourself the school's ruler?" Buttercup prompted, causing Bubbles to whine even louder.
"Weren't we impersonating Princess that day? I can't believe they caught that, ugh!"
"What else did they say? Hmm..."
"How about you stop getting Bubbles sad and get in the car." A new voice cut in their conversation, and the duo looked up to see Blossom driving a black cargo van, window rolled down so she can talk to them.
"Oh fuck, nice ride. Where do we get in?"
"From the back, also, please clean your wounds you're bleeding on Bubbles."
That caused a gasp from Bubbles, as she struggled to be freed from Buttercup's grasp, jumping away from her and the running towards the van. "Ewwww! I have blood on my clothes, oh my god, and I have to meet Boomer soon, ugh!"
She opened the back door and climbed on, closing the doors once Buttercup was inside.
"Whooaaaaaa! Why is there so many fancy technology stuff here?" Bubbles asked, looking around as she saw computers, monitors, all sorts of unique electronics that Bubbles couldn't name.
Seriously, how did Blossom manage this?
"Dexter owed me a favor." She replied, then turned to Buttercup and yelled at her to be gentle with the wounds.
Bubbles looked back at the monitors and then just felt so bad.
It wasn't like she had a choice in the matter, she didn't understand why she was even chosen in the first place. She didn't understand why everyone in the classroom, Mitch in fact, were acting so... so mean. She was the lovable girl of the class, the one that everyone was friends with.
Hell, she even dated Mitch at some point, and they had stayed friends after.
So why, why was it when the T.V. showed her damn picture, with some half-assed reasoning as to why she was declared as the enemy of the world, did everyone turn on her? It hurt her so much.
The pain was unbearable.
The betrayal of everyone.
And the way they stared at her.
They all looked so hungry, as if she was some prize they could win so easily- those happy smiles she shared with them was replaced with those blank faces of just pure hunger, hunger for greed, for injustice.
It was suffocating.
Bubbles brought her knees closer, steadying her breathing because she didn't want to worry her sisters, didn't want to be a bigger burden than she was being right now- because she didn't have the right to cry right now, did she?
Because she's some monster... like the news said.
Like Boomer's mother was.
Oh Boomer, he looked so...
"Disappointed." She mumbled, closing her eyes.
He didn't deserve all this, and she didn't deserve him. Hell, she should be glad he didn't tell her anything during that whole chaos- she was scared of his judgement, of him regretting being with her. She felt a pain in her chest, she felt her breathing getting worse.
She couldn't see anything.
Her shoulders were shaking, along with her hands as she desperately tried to stay calm. Her eyes were burning, her chest was being crushed. It felt as if a heavy weight was placed on it, was stopping her from getting up, from calming down.
"Bubbles, you okay?"
She barely heard that, but it was all fuzzy, hard to distinguish who even said that. All her focus was on her breathing, as she tried, tried so hard to keep from choking on the lack of air because everything was suffocating, she wasn't okay, she wasn't feeling okay.
She's panicking.
The car slowed to a stop, and suddenly she felt hands on her but that wasn't right. She was being a burden, Bubbles didn't deserve this- she was a monster.
"Stop." She could barely talk, her throat was closing up. Yet she was desperate for them to back off, because they shouldn't be focusing on her, they had a job to do- no distractions.
"Stop... Stop... Please stop..."
Yet they kept holding onto her.
She felt a knot in her stomach, felt nausea overwhelming her, felt her heart racing.
"I SAID STOP!"
She snapped, and they backed off, the hands no longer lingering on her. It didn't help her calm down, not at all, but it did help her even her breathing for a bit. It took quite a few very desperate gasps for breath and strangled inhales before she could even see anything, see the pitch blackness turn bright and then.
Her sister's in front of her, worried.
"I..." She began, feeling the taste of acid in her mouth- because she snapped at her sisters, she yelled at them when they tried to help.
She was truly awful.
"Don't. Nothing is your fault, Bubbles." Blossom began, leaning in close and softly touching her shoulder. "Can you get up?" She asked softly, voice gentle and soothing as she looked at Bubbles with only worry and love.
Bubbles shook her head, "B-but I... I can try..." She mumbled.
Buttercup laughed and grabbed onto the youngest sister, "Don't worry about it, I got you." She grinned, patting her own chest, "I'm like super strong!"
"But you're hurt..."
"So? I took care of the wounds, it's all good! Plus, we're already home, so I'll just be dropping you off then we're off to our... uh..." She paused, "...rendeva...?"
"Rendezvous." Blossom corrected her.
"Yeah that! So it's all good."
"Plus," Blossom began, a warm smile forming on her lips, "Why wouldn't we help you? You're our precious sister." Buttercup nodded, grin replaced with a small smile, "We've always got your back, and hell, I could be missing an arm and a leg, but I'll still come to your aid cause you wanna know why?"
Bubbles stared at them, then, with a small and meek voice, spoke.
"Why?"
"'Cause you're my precious little sis, you know that? So who cares if the world is after you, and after us, we'll always be together no matter what! So stop hiding all your worries away and just tell us!"
"We wont judge you no matter what, Bubbles. We're not doing this for our sake, we're doing this because we love you and we want you to be safe."
Bubbles nodded, pushing her insecurities to the back of her mind.
"Yeah..."
She grinned.
"Yeah, we're family and family sticks together!"
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Just then a whispering in my ear becoming louder
"Hey do you wanna try and survive?"
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Bubbles felt nervous.
Her sisters had dropped her off at her house- making sure no one was inside and making extra sure that the Professor had left.
"He's going to be staying with the Mayor, and will be contacting us from there. He'll be pretending to help the government on finding us, but really he'll keep them off our track." Blossom had explained to her, "So just do whatever business you have with Boomer, then meet us within an hour."
That was the plan.
She was already getting cold feet.
What if Boomer didn't show up? What if he just decided that Bubbles wasn't worth the effort, because really, why would she be?
But before she could even do anything to back out, she heard the doorbell ring and suddenly felt her heart skip a beat. It was Boomer, he had shown up. It didn't exactly push all her worries away, but it did give her a bit of peace because he cared enough to listen to her.
Bouncing to her feet, she plastered on Fake Smile #4, the one with too many teeth and probably her fakest one, and then walked over to the door with no hesitation. Actually, that was a lie, she was hesitating a lot, hell, she couldn't even open the door without doubt creeping at her.
Shaking those silly thoughts away, she turned the door knob and opened the door wide for him.
"Boomer, you actually came!" She spoke in a light-hearted tone.
"Of course I did. I was so worried about you!" He huffed, waiting for her to invite him in. Once she did, he made his way to her couch. She followed him, but didn't exactly sit down, "Would you like something to drink? Eat?"
"It's fine..."
"I'll make us some tea!"
"I said it was fin- Alright, she just left me."
Bubbles took her time on making his tea, stalling her time on actually sitting down and talking to him, because it's not like she can easily ask him: Hey wanna go to the north with me and run away from bounty hunters? Of course not! It was a stupid idea.
Yet his words still rang in her mind.
"Even if the world turns against, I will be there to protect you."
It gave her a warm feeling within her chest, the feeling of affection, adoration for him because he was just so caring, so kind, so perfect to her. Sure he had his flaws, but that's what made him, him.
So maybe, if she asks him, he could say his.
He will say yes.
Putting on a brave face, she picked up the teas and made her way to the living room, where Boomer was watching some cop show on the T.V., yet when he noticed her walk into the living room, he muted it.
"Here you go, honey." She handed the tea to him, and he took it with a small thanks. Then she sat down next to him, staring at the T.V. with mild amusement. They both didn't speak to one another, just simply drinking the tea in silence.
She should say something.
She should bring it up.
"Boo-"
"Are we okay like this?" He asked.
Bubbles looked at Boomer, eyes staring straight at his as she tried to comprehend what he just asked. What was he implying?
"Tell me." He said.
Then she understood, he was asking if she was okay, if they'll be okay, if they'll still be together. She wanted to say his, to reassure him but then she felt her mouth form different words. "Did I... Did I really do something?"
She looked over to the T.V., the cop show no longer showing, instead the same news replaying as the one from earlier.
"That's what the T.V. said..."
The cup slammed onto the coffee table and Boomer was in her line of vision once more, his eyes were glaring daggers at her, and his eyebrows furrowed downwards. "As if the T.V. is always fucking right!"
A siren of a police car was heard outside.
They found them.
Yet they both didn't make a move to leave, instead just staring at one another.
"...I... Maybe..." She replied, glancing away.
He stood up, voice raised as he tried to get her to look at him again, to stop feeding onto his fears. "Maybe my ass! What kind of answer is that, Bubbles? This isn't you- this... This isn't the Bubbles I fell in love with!"
She felt her heart break.
Bubbles looked over at him, a forced laugh coming out of her mouth as she tried to reach for him, "It's fine! Really... All that matters is that you're here to protect me..."
He slapped her hand away.
"Fuck that!"
Her heart was racing.
No, no, no... This wasn't supposed to go like that.
He wasn't supposed to...
"I don't fucking get it anymore! I don't get you... or the students..." His words were cracking, yet he was facing away from her, already walking towards the door. Bubbles was frozen. He opened the door, then looked back at her.
His face was just full of hatred.
"If this is how our relationship is going to be, then it can be like this without me!"