DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN PPG ALL RIGHTS GO TO CRAIG MCCRACKEN
A/N: Thanks to TheQuaz, unicornsareawesome123 and dancer4life207 :D
BOOMER'S P.O.V
I can feel Bubbles pulling on my shirt ... she's really frightened by this shack.
"Um, Bubs ... maybe we should actually study the trees over there" I said pointing in the opposite direction to the creepy shack "and get some distance between us and this little thing."
Bubbles looked up at me with happiness in her eyes and started to drag me over to where I pointed and that's when we heard Butch scream and laugh.
"Boomer ... w-what was that?" Bubbles was on the verge of tears
"It was just Butch. He has obviously just won the game he and Buttercup were playing" She nodded her head as we continued to walk over to an oak tree.
BC'S P.O.V
HOW COULD I BE SO STUPID! HOW DID I FORGET HE TOLD ME THAT! I was mentally beating the crap out of myself.
"BC, are you alright?" He said with a very mocking tone, just like I had this morning back at the school ... oh the irony!
"I fine Butchie Boy" yes! At least I still had that name at my advantage. "Congrats!"
I got to admit he looked slightly shocked when I congratulated him and to be honest I shocked myself too! Normally I would be stubborn and ask for a rematch. WHAT'S HAPPENING TO ME! At this point Butch was just staring at me blankly as I was having this mini existential crisis. (A/N: I get them sometimes)
To snap me out of it he asked me a question he already knew the answer to "What time is it?"
"You have a watch on your wrist and your asking me what the time is"
"Finally! You've recovered. Besides I know what the time is ... 9:15."
"9:15! Why is time going that slow?" He just shrugged his shoulders (typical boy)
"You know the saying BC ... 'Time flies when your having fun' and we're in the woods on a field trip! Doesn't sound like fun to me."
I giggled a bit at this, which caused him to smirk and me to blush a bit. Then an idea came into my head of how we can waste time ...
As I slapped Butch around the head I innocently said "Tag, your it"
He quickly got the idea and started chasing me. We flew all around the wood being careful not to caught by Finster. This reminded me of the time me and my sisters were taught how to play, Mitch and the other kids at Pokey Oaks kindergarten taught us. My thoughts were interrupted by a smack on the back proceeded by the words:
"Tag!"
Butch wasn't looking where he was going and flew right into a little wooden shed
"What the fuck was that" I was just staring with my agape. "BC, your scaring me... talk for gods sake!"
"W-W-What's this doing here?" My voice was stuck in my throat
Butch stood up and looked what he crashed into "A shed? What the hell?"
I only had one question in mind "Shall we go in?" Butch looked at me like I was mad "What?" was the only other thing I could say
"You asked me if we should go into this creepy little shed and then shrug it off as nothing." Suddenly he put the back of his hand on my forehead "Are you feeling ok Butters?"
"Yeah of course I am, it was just the only thing that came to mind."
"Oh, well..." Butch stopped mid sentence and froze. His face went pale
"Butch?"
"Did you see that black figure in the window?"
"No and to be completely honest ... I don't want to. Now can we get outta here."
He didn't say anything but shook his head in a yes motion. As soon as that happened we both flew back to where the coaches were parked.
Thanks for reading this chapter of 'The Field Trip'. ;D