Me: Sorry! There has just been a family issue, so I was a bit busy these days. But I am proud to tell you, TwinklingTealLight and I are working on a D! PPGZ fanfic together, called 'Shattered Memory'! Please go and check it out at her profile!
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Everyone: . . .
Momoko: . . . Why'd you do the disclaimer?
Mojo: Because I will appear in this chapter! Mojo!
Me: AAAAAH! YOU RUINED THE SURPRISE, YOU ABOMINABLE MONKEY!
Kaoru: Enjoy the chapter, while we kick that bastard's ass.
"This place is awesome!" Kaoru laughed in delight as she stood in the middle of the room given to her.
It was a wide and spacious room. There was an european queen size bed with a sand colored quilt and two matching beside tables. A tall dresser with elegant golden paint sat on the other side of the room. The wall on the west was almost completely made of white framed windows, which could be opened to lead to the balcony overlooking the white beach below. Beside each side of the dresser was a door, one to the personal en-suite, the other to the small walk-in wardrobe. Old framed photographs of the beach and the hotel itself adorned the creamy walls. The room was lit by golden flower-shaped wall lamps. Each end of the bed had a potted plant resting next to it, and next to the main door was a wooden desk with a fruits basket posing on it neatly.
"I know, right?!" Momoko squealed, poking her head from the main door. They were each given a room like this.
Victoria stood in the hallway, not saying anything. She dug her hand in her short's pocket, and took out four key cards.
"Here are your keys. I hope you enjoy your stay," She simply said, handing the cards over to the Professor. Peach was well tucked in Ken's bag. However, his little robotic snout poked out of the bag, smelling the fresh fruits. Victoria arched her eyebrow, but otherwise said nothing.
"Dinner will be served at eight o'clock." She informed them, and walked away, disappearing in the hallway.
The Professor proceeded to hand each of the girls their bags, and they all went to unpack their bags.
Moonlight poured through the clean crystal windows. Dropped on the now messy bed was a tall boy, with unnaturally toned muscles for someone of his age and perfect triangle physique. His skin was reddened due to lack of solar cream to protect himself from the UV solar rays. His eyes were shut as he tossed and turned on his bed, sleep refusing to take in. His messy and uneven orange bangs swept on his sweaty forehead, slightly sticking to it. His body was clearly in desperate need of a shower. He laid on the bed bare chest, only his crumpled up loose fitted brown shorts stood as clothing. His bare chest rippled with muscles that were unnatural for a boy of his age, but not way too freakishly unnatural like body builders.
'Why can't I get that off my mind?!' He thought hopelessly. With a groan he sat up and flicked the bedside lamp on. He blinked his ardent red eyes, getting used to the light. He gazed in between the blinds and at the beach lighten by the moonlight. The event that had happened about a year ago repeated on his mind, much to his dismay. He shook it off his head, trying to get his mind distracted on something else, but the thought returned right away. He couldn't help but think of the wide shimmering gaze of Blossom when they had first met. How her sugar-pink eyes had widened in pure surprise when he flipped her skirt up. At that time, the only thought in his head was humiliating those girls, and so did his brothers. Why was it bothering his so much now?
He casted a glance at the clock to check the time. After realizing he had been waiting for already five minutes, he let himself fall back on the bed. He could easily picture her there, laying right next to hi-"Argh! What the hell am I thinking about!" He yelled in frustration as his heart boiled, sending the warmth all over his body. He needed to cool down somehow. Unfortunately, his brother was using the shower in the moment. Their 'mama' could only afford two rooms, which meant him having to share the room with his three brothers while the monkey got a room all for himself. And he definitely was not about to go up to him and ask to use his shower. The thought of having Mojo's disgusting fallen and wet body hairs sneak between his toes made him shudder.
He got interrupted from his thoughts when the bathroom's door opened, revealing his previously mentioned brother. His skin was fairly paler than his, and he had raven black hair.
"Took your time" He pointed out to his brother. He just scoffed in response.
"What do you want me to say? I had to get all that sand and salt water away" He answered. His now dry raven hair was a wild mess due to the rough towel rubbing it had just received. It stuck out into multiple directions, yet it did stay clear from his eyes.
"Butch, all you did was sit down and gaze at the women passing. Honestly, you are so sick minded." He commented. He sometimes questioned where his brother had gotten that perverted attitude from.
"Well, their problem, Brick. How can they wear bikinis and expect for no-one to notice?" Butch answered. It had actually been Brick the one that had first felt attractions to the opposite gender, but Butch was the one that felt them the most.
"Giving slight glances is fine, yes. But gazing is just wrong, dude." Brick commented, making Butch roll his forest green eyes.
"Whatever. Just go take your freaking shower. You are actually reeking, bro" He said, and walked to one side to let his brother pass.
"You two are always fighting." A male voice rose. Butch turned around, to face his other brother. His blonde hair was much shorter than his, but slightly longer than the male average. His bangs where brushed off his eyes and behind his ears, revealing that he was the only one who actually tried to look decent. His dark cerulean eyes flicked from the book he was reading, The Crystal Bird. He sat cross-legged on his bed, his long legs covered with light blue baggy jeans. His white shirt was hidden from sight by the boy's thin, black and white striped long-sleeved hoodie jacket.
"It's men instincts, Boomer. We fight to see who is the alpha male that gets the all power and chicks. You wouldn't understand it even if I told you." Butch threw back.
"It seems to me like Brick always wins, since he is still the leader." Boomer implied, clearly offended by his brother's last statement. It was a mayor part of his daily life though. He was even getting used to it.
"That is because I let him. If I wanted to, I could easily knock him off his feet" He responded, shrugging his head to the side.
"Okay, okay. Can you at least put some clothes on? It's a hot weather and all, but I can't concentrate on reading if you wander around with just a towel on. A very small towel." Boomer complained.
"Why? You jealous I am fit and you aren't?" Butch cooed, making Boomer's eyebrow twitch in response.
"First, I am fit, I am just not crazily muscular as you. Second, I just want to read a bit. That's all."
"Oh, yeah, sure." Butch chuckled, walking towards the wardrobe and taking out some black sporty shorts and a sleeveless grey shirt. Then he proceeded to change. He looked at Boomer once he was done, and realised he had turned around to avoid facing Butch while he was changing.
"Dude, we are all men here." Butch said, giving an amused smirk. Boomer slightly turned his head around, glancing at him.
"Would you have preferred me looking at you?" He questioned, arching his eyebrow. That made Butch shriek with laugher.
"That's my little bro!" He laughed, petting the blonde's head, only to have him shake his hand off.
"We are the same age, Butch." He hissed, glaring at him. Even though the three brothers were all the same age, Boomer was considered the youngest. That was due to the lack of masculinity he had in his early years.
"You guys are making a lot of noise, you know?" Brick opined, exiting the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his neck, already wearing his clean clothes.
The dinner's buffet was taking place outside the building, and at a wide, wooden floored area. The wild plants surrounded it, and you could see the swimming pool at the west. It was lit by several candles, making the atmosphere relaxing and very romantic. Several sets of chairs and tables covered with white tablecloths where spread on the area. Round tables carried the buffet, which consisted mainly on seafood and vegetables. Two big tables sat on the middle of it. One had a cheese fondue fountain, and there were big bowls with broccoli, pieces of crunchy bread, cheese, pieces of meat and mushrooms to dip in. Next to it stood a chocolate fondue fountain, and the big bowls contained marshmallows, strawberries, tangerines and pieces of banana.
The girls' mouths watered. After noticing the fanciness of the place, Momoko regretted not dressing into something more elegant like Miyako had, who was wearing her new ruffle off-the-shoulder purple shirt, designer jeans and jeweled blue sandals. Momoko however was wearing her light coral-red halter top , overused white shorts and common black flip-flops. She glanced at Kaoru, who wore her usual medium yellow t-shirt, her brown shorts and white vans. Of course, she was wearing her usual green cap too. Momoko shook the thought of her head.
"What are we waiting for?! Let's eat!" She announced, ready to attack the chocolate fountain.
"Let's go, Mama!" Boomer spoke. He was the one that respected Mojo the most. That was how he was Mojo's favourite, who could now make money working at a mechanics shop, fixing cars. He hadn't given up the wish of conquering Earth yet, but he wasn't as stupid as to not know he needed to make money until then.
"Be patient, Mojo" The villain reassured his impatient son. The plan was for him to hide behind a tree while his 'sons' brought him some fruit to eat, and then they would eat their own meal.
"Gish ish shooh coot!" Momoko exclaimed, her mouth full of chocolate-dipped strawberries. She was actually trying to say 'This is so good', but the dessert didn't really let her words be understandable.
"Momoko-chan! Don't speak with your mouth full!" Miyako gasped. Momoko then gulped her mouth's contents.
"Sorry, sorry. It's just so good! I never ever ate from a chocolate fondue fountain!" Momoko laughed.
"A chocolate fondue fountain made of real expensive silver, just so you know." A voice spoke from behind. Kaoru let out a gasp.
"Ah! Tameki-chan!" Miyako cheered, reading the name tag she had attached to her shirt.
"Just call me Victoria, if you please. I am from America, and we use our given names to address each other." Victoria pointed out. Then she walked away, carrying her broom with her. She hadn't changed yet, and the girls could see the dark bags under the eye she showed. Does she even get enough sleep?
"Did you see the dark bags under her eye?" Miyako asked, worried. Both of her friends nodded.
"She clearly overworks herself" Kaoru spoke, crossing her arms.
"Poor girl, working at such a young age . . ." Miyako whispered. That actually made Momoko snap.
"We've got to do something about it! She needs to enjoy life, like we do!" She squealed, clenching her fists. That actually attracted some unwanted attention, and Kaoru made her a hand gesture to lower the volume. Momoko's hand flew to her mouth, and she gave silent apologies.
"But how can we make her 'enjoy her life'?" Miyako asked.
"Simple! We'll make friends with her!" Momoko laughed. Kaoru arched an eyebrow.
"But how are we supposed to, when we can't even tell her emotions..." Kaoru commented, taking a sip from her star-fruit juice. She got it at a corner, where another table stood. It had several types of fruits and juices. They had improvised the watermelons' shells into some funky plates to hold the fruits. Not only that, but the fruits were cut into lots of different shapes. Bunny apples, banana hearts, letters made of watermelons, etc.
"Maybe, if we show her we are trustworthy, she'll open up for us..." Miyako guessed, biting her bottom lip. She as starting to run out of ideas.
"This place is so flippin' huge!" Butch gasped, gazing around. Brick elbowed him on the rib, telling him to lower down the noise. Butch glared at him.
"Guys, save a table while I go get some fruits for Mama." Boomer asked, directing his gaze towards the fruit table.
"Yeah, yeah. Sure." Brick answered, "Let's go, Butch."
"You should try this. It is really good" Kaoru pointed out, showing her friends her second glass of star-fruit juice.
"I'll go get us some, then!" Miyako said, standing up "It's at the fruits table, right?"
'Mama likes bananas and apples. May as well get myself some juice, while I'm at it.' Bommer though, before sticking out his arm to grab an apple juice, which was right next to the star-fruit juices.
'There it is!' Miyako though, reaching out to get a glass of the juice. She was stopped when a big, male hand brushed hers. She looked up, to see a boy helping himself an apple juice. She wasn't able to scan his face due to an ice sculpture blocking the sight. However, she caught a glimpse of blue. A shade of blue she knew all too well. She shook her head to get rid of the thought, before walking back to the table, a glass of the star-fruit juice in each hand.
Me: Ok, that's all for now. I hope you guys have some great summer holidays! I'll continue writing, I promise!