GAH! Sorry everyone! I literally had this done on Thursday but kept pushing the post back because I didn't like the chapter at all. After that I've decided to just post it up and say: To hell with it. XD

We're getting ready to reunite with another character! Are you all ready?

I hope you enjoy the chapter!

~X~

"Your turn Tyler!"

A little four year old boy looked up, smiling at the other tiny tots on the playground as they raced around.

He nodded, standing up. "Yeah, okay!"

He ran towards them, taking the ball from the girl.

He turned, seeing little Marlin Thumb, the kid that lived two houses down from him standing at the corner.

He grinned at Marlin, rolling the ball.

They had been playing something that they'd seen the older kids play all the time when they were banished to the little kids side. Something they called kick ball. The little ones loved to watch the older kids play it.

Marlin ran forward, letting his little leg kick the ball as far as he could and it went flying.

The little kids went screaming, running here and there for the ball as it soared high in the sky.

Tyler turned around, using his stumpy little legs as he ran towards the direction the ball would be falling.

"Go Tyler go!" He heard someone call and he pushed himself further.

The ball finally hit the ground, rolling a few times.

It came to a stop near some feet as Tyler pounced on it, accidently falling onto someone's legs.

Tyler whimpered, rubbing his head as he looked up.

His dark brown eyes met red.

"Watch it kid." The older man growled, standing up.

"S… Sorry mister!" Tyler apologized, now intrigued with the color of his eyes.

The man grunted, turning around and walking off.

Tyler glanced over at the parents, noticing that they weren't paying any attention.

He quickly threw the ball before running after the man.

"Hey mister!" He called, reaching his legs.

The man paused, glancing down at him. "What do you want kid?"

"Why are your eyes like that?" He asked innocently. They reminded him of his favorite superhero on tv.

"Because they are!" He snapped.

Tyler didn't flinch, simply got closer.

"They're really cool looking! Just like my favorite superhero-"

The man groaned, "Look kid, I'm not anything like Blossom-"

Tyler shook his head. "No not Blossom! Captain Glow! He's awesome."

The man paused, looking down at Tyler. "Hm."

"So do you have any favorite super heroes? Why are you out here? Who's your mommy? Are you waiting for someone?" Tyler asked.

The man sighed, scooping Tyler up.

"Whoa!" Tyler said, giggling.

The man turned back around and walked over back to the playground, cutting through the tiny children who stared at him.

Tyler laughed, wiggling around as he waved to his friends.

He walked over to the group of conversing parents.

They all became silent once he got closer, their eyes glued to him.

He stared them all down, a scowl on his face. He threw the kid in the air.

Tyler went flying in the air, a burst of laughter escaping the tiny boy as the man caught his foot. He held Tyler out towards the parents.

"I'm upside down!" Tyler screeched happily.

"Whose child is this?" He asked.

The parents stared in shock before coming to their senses.

One woman stood up quickly walking forward. "That's my son."

The man said nothing, flicking his wrist so that Tyler was right side up.

"Take him."

The woman nodded quickly, snatching Tyler up and holding him close to her chest.

"You all should really pay more attention to your children. Someone could easily walk off with them. This one followed me. I could have easily taken him." The man said, nodding his head back to the group of children who had now begun walking towards the parents in curiosity.

The group said nothing, still staring at him in shock.

He shrugged to himself and turned around, walking away.

Though it didn't help much that those small children began blabbering at him.

He let out a disgusted snarl, trying to walk through their grimy hands before floating.

They all let out surprised noises, touching his legs.

He floated higher and higher, getting out of their reach.

He turned back to the parents, nodded to the parents, and took off- disappearing within seconds.

"You really should have seen it miss Bubbles!"

Bubbles stared at the young boy in front of her, her eyes widened in surprise.

"Really? A guy with red eyes?"

Tyler nodded happily, jumping up and down. "Yeah! He had really red eyes and he flew! He was just like you!"

"It was really cool!" Another young girl added.

Bubbles made a noise, tying up Tyler's apron and nodding. "Too bad I missed it."

Tyler nodded, sending her a smile. "Yeah, it was awesome! Bye Miss. Bubbles!" He said, walking towards his art station.

Bubbles watched him go, her thoughts racing in her mind.

Someone with red eyes? Floating? Flying?

Could it be?

Bubbles shook her head in disbelief, turning around and going back to her art work.

It couldn't have been.

"He wouldn't be back… He said he wouldn't be back…" She mumbled to herself.

Shaking her head, feeling the blonde ponytails swish around she decided to push it out of her mind. Now was not the time to think about that. It wasn't.

She thought about telling Blossom, Buttercup, and Boomer but by the end of art time she thought against it.

"Thank you for coming Bubbles!" The art teacher called as Bubbles began to float off the ground.

Bubbles turned, smiling widely at her. "It was no problem! I'll see you again next week!

She flew off, leaving the art teacher by herself.

Humming to herself she quietly flew past the very dinner Buttercup had been sitting in.

"Cheers to me!" She said, laughing with the rest of the guys.

"Cheers!" The other boys said happily as they finished up their evening.

"You so cheated." Timmy mumbled, glaring at Buttercup.

Buttercup took a sip of her shake, winking at Timmy. "I didn't cheat. I simply got past Keane unlike you."

The other guys laughed loudly.

Boomer chuckled, glancing out the window and seeing Bubbles.

"Oh there's Bubbles," He said, jumping up and grabbing his jacket. "I'll see you all at school tomorrow!"

"Tell Bubbles, hey!" Buttercup called as the rest of the guys said their goodbyes.

Boomer left the diner and soon, the rest of them left as well.

"So how's life going Buttercup?"

Buttercup turned to look at Mitch who was staring at the moon.

Timmy had his van and had volunteered to take everyone home. They were all sitting, squashed up in the seats as Buttercup and Mitch relaxed in the trunk of the car, silently listening to the others.

"It's going good Mitch. How's…" She looked around, trying to find the right words.

"She's fine." He said, nodding his head. "She's doing a lot better than before. That much I know."

Buttercup nodded, sending him a small smile. "I really wish we knew who had done that to her-"

"I know, I think about it every day. I want to know so bad… But she won't tell. So I have to leave it alone and hope that one day she'll let it all out." He said with a shrug.

Buttercup stayed quiet, nodding at his words as the van came to a stop.

"Butterbutt, get out of the car!" Timmy called from the front.

"Shut up Timmy!" She shouted angrily, sending him a glare as the others laughed.

Rolling her eyes, she moved forward, pulling Mitch into a hug she knew he needed.

"My phone is always on," She mumbled into his ear. "You know how to reach me."

"I know." He said, hugging her back. "Thanks… Butterballs."

"Ugh!" Buttercup groaned, pulling away and hitting him on the shoulder. "Not you too!"

Mitch laughed, opening the trunk. "See ya tomorrow Buttercup."

She sent him a grin. "Bye Mitch. Bye guys!"

She was serenaded with a chorus of goodbyes from the others as she entered the house, a small smile on her face.

"Look at that, you're here early."

Buttercup's smile left her face as bright green eyes met pink. "Oh hardy har Blossom. What are you? My mother?"

Blossom scoffed, rolling her eyes as Buttercup strolled past her. "Well I might as well be! You're not responsible enough!"

Buttercup walked up the steps, throwing her sister a sideways glance. "I'm going to ignore that okay?"

The Professor was walking down the steps and smiled at his daughter. "Hello Buttercup! How was your dinner?"

Buttercup smiled, kissing the Professor's cheek. "Hello Professor. It was great."

"Buttercup! You have to listen to me!" Blossom called again.

"No I don't Blossom." Buttercup retorted, looking at her sister.

Blossom stomped her foot, huffing. "Buttercup! Did you at least do your homework?"

Her question was met with the slamming of a door. She let out a frustrated groan as the Professor ruffled her hair.

"Don't get so upset Blossom." He teased her as he went down to his lab.

"I'm not getting upset." She muttered, sitting down as she began her breathing techniques. The door opened once again, revealing the other two of the house. Blossom turned, glaring at them. "And where were you two?"

They groaned, seeing that the girl was now cranky. "Buttercup."