Part 4
Boomer was still raging.
And now, so were his brothers.
"Wow Boomer!" Brick exclaimed. "I never thought you could get this angry!"
Butch looked at his, now too shaking fists.
"I never would of thought I could get this angry, Bro!"
Boomer said nothing. He just stood there, shaking. His head hung.
Then, there was a noise from the next room that made him calm down almost instantly.
It was the girls. The boys knew that if they didn't tidy up and get out of there now, they'd be screwed!
Brick and Butch used their super speed to clean up the feathers and put the pillows back together. The power and energy that the anger had given them helped a lot!
They made the bed, and put any 'garments' back in the drawer.
Boomer did nothing.
He may have calmed down. But he was still (understandably) angry and upset.
Butch kept pulling at Boomer's arm. Boomer, on the other hand, wasn't going anywhere.
"Dude, if you're not gunna move, we're all gunna get busted!"
Brick forcibly picked Boomer up and the trio flew out the window and hid behind a tree in the back garden.
Blossom, Bubbles and Buttercup all walked in, still in their towels.
They all sighed in union.
"That felt amazing!" Bubbles said.
"Listen Bubbles, about what you just told me. Are you sure you don't want me to-"
Bubbles cut her off. "No!" She snapped. "And I'll tell the Professor and the boys soon enough..."
"Well, it's up to you Bubbles. We'll be here for you," Blossom said smiling.
"But I must say, your being awfully calm about this."
"What? You'd rather me be sobbing and complaining about how bad my life is? That me died with Boomer..."
Bubbles looked down, clearly upset.
Buttercup put her hand on Bubbles' shoulder. She was upset too. As was Blossom.
"We all miss them, Hun," Buttercup said, trying to comfort her. "But they're back. We should be happy!"
"Yeah, but it's not really them... They're just clones..." Blossom mumbled, teary.
"Yes, but they're exact clones! And they don't hate us! They're alive, and they don't hate us! It's a dream come true!"Buttercup said. She wasn't really excited, but she hated to see Bubbles and Blossom like this. "The only thing we've want for the last thirteen years, was them to jump back to life. Now they have. We have no right to complain..."
"Yeah. I guess you're right," Blossom said, wiping away her tears. "Besides, if they're anything like they use to be, I wouldn't be surprised if I found out they'd been in my underwear drawer!" They all laughed a little.
"They probably have been!" Bubbles exclaimed happily.
The ruffs' could hear the puffs' conversation clearly from the yard.
They didn't know whether to be: sad; happy; scared; or overjoyed about what had just been said. Especially Boomer.
It hit him hardest of all.
'What? You'd rather me be sobbing and complaining about how bad my life is? That me died with Boomer...' Boomer kept thinking about what Bubbles had said. 'What is she trying to say?'
Butch interrupted Boomer's trail of though.
"By the way, what made you so upset before, Boom?"
He lifted his head up and saw that Brick and Butch were staring straight at him with confused and worried eyes.
"Oh, well..." Boomer had to think of something, and quick! He knew Bubbles wouldn't want him to tell his brothers. He knew she wouldn't want him to know! But he did. And that was a problem. "He boyfriend, err, dumped her! Yeah, that's it!..."
"What's the real reason?" They said, irritated.
(Authors note: Sorry it was short, let me know what you think Thanks, bye bye for now!)