Chapter 4: An Angel's Gift
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters from The Powerpuff Girls!
The girls froze as their eyes shifted to gaze at the floating form above their heads. Before them was someone who they've never seen before. No – they weren't even human.
"An… A-angel?" Blossom whispered.
"Not just any angel, Blossom. I am the Angel of Time and I have saved you three from the brink of falling into death's hand!"
The girls were speechless due to the fact that the angel was just absolutely breathtaking. Her long pale pink hair grew beyond her height and a gold tiara sat on the crown of her head. The angel's magical orbs were a soft minty hue; they danced in the light shining upon them. Her dress was a silky baby blue shade that perfectly matched her heavenly cotton wings.
"W-why?" Bubbles managed to squeak out.
"Dear Bubbles, it isn't your time to go yet. Listen, girls. I know that you're all pure hearted. Besides, you are only nineteen years old and have a long life waiting ahead of you," Her soft voice echoed across the room.
"So, what are you going to do to us?" Buttercup wondered.
The Angel of Time smiled, "Buttercup, I am here to give you three another chance. You see, those boys may have been born evil, but they were still human. There is good in everybody's hearts, even theirs. Now, I am going to give you two choices; to not only save yourselves but the entire world, since those boys were planning to wipe out the entire human race after they murdered you. I will be sending you back in time!"
The girls gaze at each other excitedly, "What will this do?" Blossom asked politely.
"The life you're living right now is wrong. As you have just been told, the boys wanted to be the ones to destroy the life of the world. It can be prevented, though. Would you all like to hear what I have to offer?"
"Yes!"
"You can either go to year 1970 in your normal appearances as of what you look like right now to stop the birth of Mojo Jojo, which will cause the boys to have never been created and come back immediately to live peacefully, or year 2001 where you will go fourteen years back to being the super powered little girls saving the day. Your goal is to change the Rowdyruff Boys' attitudes and turn them into good little boys. The catch here is you'll be reliving your past fourteen years again. You will not lose any of your memories, you will still have the minds you posses now. Think of it as an extra few years to relive and fix mistakes... What do you choose?"
Blossom, Buttercup and Bubbles turned to each other and huddled.
"I say year 1970; I wanna kill that chimp and not have to deal with those assholes!" Buttercup grinned, shaking her fist in front of her.
"No, Buttercup! Don't you remember what the Professor told us? It was basically Mojo who gave us our powers and created us to who and what we are today! Besides, if all we did was kill one villain and lived as normal girls, who will stop the other criminals from their diabolical plans? Thinking ahead is very, very important!" Blossom lectured. Buttercup rolled her eyes.
"Yeah! And I don't know about that first choice either, I would feel cruel for wanting to kill poor fetus baby Mojo!" Bubbles' eyes sparkled.
"Are you two saying you want to go to 2001?" Buttercup scowled at her sisters.
"It's wrong to kill. If we ever murdered anyone on purpose like that, they would probably haunt us forever," Blossom shuddered, "Don't be afraid, Buttercup. We can change the boys. And we will! We might have to face Mojo eventually, but it would be so much better if we get the guys on our side!" The redhead scolded.
Buttercup stayed silent before closing her eyes, "I hate when you're right. Alright, we'll go to 2001!" They broke from their huddle and cheered.
"2001 it is," The Angel of Time closed her eyes and murmured some words under her breath, before the girls disappeared from the room.
The girls appeared in an alley, dressed in their old matching dresses. Blossom picked up a newspaper nearby and quickly scanned over it.
"Girls, it says here that it's July of 2001," Blossom handed it to them as they looked it over for anything else important. The girls were just about to fly away when they heard a landing sound and some familiar voices. They peeked their heads through the entrance of the alley and watched out for them.
"Stupid idiots. Do they think we're some kinds of possessions? Jeez!" Little Brick was seen standing on the sidewalk with his brothers.
"Yeah, dude. I feel like they've been using us all this time," Boomer pouted, which Bubbles thought was kind of cute since he was so tiny.
"No duh, of course they have. Now that I think about it, they only needed us to do their dirty work!" Butch punched the ground, leaving a small crater.
"I know. I almost feel like thinking twice when I said we only cared about killing the girls," Brick signalled his brothers to follow after his lead. To Blossom, it looked like they were heading towards a forest.
"Come on, girls. We're going to follow them," Blossom whispered, flying close to the ground. Luckily, the boys weren't flying too fast.
"Why do I feel like we're being watched?" Little Boomer looked around.
"Cuz ya dumb!" Little Butch punched his younger brother to the sidewalk.
"Shut it, Butch. I feel it too," Brick and Butch landed next to Boomer who was struggling to stand back up. The girls looked at their leader and proceeded to hide behind a building. Brick looks around carefully and sees nothing out of the ordinary. His brothers shrug and they take to the air once again.
"Probably some stupid citizens," Butch muttered. The girls come out of hiding and continue to follow the boys into a familiar forest. Not long after, Brick stopped in his tracks. Butch and Boomer give him a questioning look and gazed around the forest.
"Who the heck is following?" Brick called out. No answer, of course. Blossom, Buttercup and Bubbles held their breaths until the boys turned to keep going. This time, they flew above the trees as they got into "Fuzzy Territory".
"Man, this is getting tiring!" Buttercup whispered, seeing that the sky was going navy.
"Who said that!?" Boomer shouted.
"Who cares! Whoever you are, you can't hide anymore!" Brick commanded his brothers to destroy all the trees, exposing the Powerpuff Girls with wide eyes. They were about to dash away until the voice of the Rowdyruff leader stopped them.
"Well, well. If it isn't the Powder Fluffs. We should have known," Brick chuckled.
"Yeah, not like anyone is fast enough to keep up with us!" Boomer laughed.
"You here to fight or something?" Butch crackled his knuckles.
"Ye-" Buttercup was cut off when Blossom slapped her hand over her sister's mouth.
"No! We were just leaving!" She grabs her sisters' hands and zoom away in a flash.
August 2001
Weeks have passed since the encounter with the boys. Luckily, they didn't commit any crimes for the summer break. The girls have silently recovered from their 'past future' and decided that they would always push away their fear of the boys because of what happened as the Angel of Time saved their lives and gave them another chance. Besides, it wasn't like they were scary as little boys. But, the girls really were blessed. As of now, they were excited that school was going to start again for them in a few days. Blossom decided to go shopping with Bubbles, and Buttercup… Well she was forced to come along.
"Professor!" The girls flew to their father and hugged him tightly.
"Hello my little angels," He hugged them back.
"Professor, we wanna go back to school shopping. Can we go?" Blossom smiled.
"Oh, alright. Here's $50. Use it wisely, okay?" He warned almost hesitantly, mostly eyeing Buttercup who crossed her arms and looked away. The Professor gave the bill to Blossom who happily stuffed it in her pocket.
"Yay! Thanks, Professor! Bye!" Bubbles kissed his cheek as they flew out towards the mall. Even though it wasn't like the Professor knew they were already nineteen, he trusted his little bundles of joy anyways. The girls took into the sky, going higher and higher.
"I miss the air!" Bubbles sighed in pleasure, her little arms spread out like wings.
"Not as much as I miss it!" Blossom grinned, also spreading her arms.
"Race you guys to Townsville Mall!" Buttercup snickered, speeding just below the clouds.
"You're on!" Blossom and Bubbles flew after their sister, their giggles filling the air. Buttercup looked back, seeing a red bill fly out of Blossom's pocket.
She stopped in the air and pointed, "Blossom, the money!"
"Nice try!" Her older sister grinned, speeding forward.
"I'm not joking!" Buttercup crossed my arms angrily. Bubbles rolled her eyes and dashed towards the little bill and waved it in the air for her oldest sister to see, then safely put it in her pocket.
"Oh… My bad," Blossom beamed, flashing her dimples. The girls landed in front of Townsville Mall and walked in. They had to admit, no longer being tall was strange. But, being no more than four feet tall wasn't a problem at all.
"So, where are we going first?" Buttercup crossed her little arms together.
"Clothes shopping!" Bubbles chirped, throwing her hands in the air.
"Um, Bubbles. We're like five. We didn't start wearing non matching clothes since like first grade, right?" Buttercup looked at Blossom.
"Hmm… No I think it was the start of middle school," Blossom tapped her chin. The green Puff slapped her forehead and frowned.
"Great, I'm going to be stuck twinning with these two for another four or five years," She muttered under her breath.
"What was that?" Blossom and Bubbles snapped their heads towards Buttercup, who shook her head frantically.
"Nothing, nothing!"
The girls entered a store called 'School Island' and bought everything they needed. Pencils, books, erasers, and new backpacks. As usual, they were all identical, each being in their signature colours. Blossom glanced down at the receipt and searched for the total cost.
"Looks like we spent… $45!? What the?" Blossom glared at her sisters and tried to figure out who snuck more items than usual. She took the large bag from Buttercup's grasp and peeked inside. There were probably ten blue fuzzy pencils in there. Her narrowed eyes shifted around to see Bubbles about to hand the remaining $5 to the employee at a smoothie bar.
"Bubbles!"
"What?"
"What do you think you're doing?"
"Getting a smoothie," Bubbles shrugged and stuck her tongue out at Blossom.
"Forget it!" She reached out for the money.
"Um, you know Bubbles, you don't have to pay for it," The worker smiled warmly and handed her the smoothie along with the money back.
"What? No way!" Blossom placed her hands on her hips.
"Jealous much?" Bubbles giggled, taking a sip and slipping the money into her pocket.
"Oh please. Buttercup?" Blossom wanted to rip her hair out when she saw her other sister also getting a free smoothie.
"Blossom, would you like one?" The guy held out a strawberry flavoured drink that looked absolutely irresistible. Blossom's lip trembled as she snatched it.
"Fine. Thank you," She looked closely at the name tag, "Mike,"
"No problem, anything for the Powerpuff Girls!"
The girls floated away in silence, enjoying their smoothies. Buttercup gazed at a large clock and realized that it read 6 PM.
"What time did the Professor say we had to get home?" She questioned suddenly.
"He didn't say, I mean don't we have a curfew of like 7:30 PM?" Blossom shrugged.
"Hey, guys! Look over there!" Bubbles pointed to an arcade place that many people were crowding.
"Sweet, an arcade!" Buttercup sped towards it and watched the screen. Blossom and Bubbles floated in and watched as well. Three cars were racing each other – one red, the other green and the last one blue.
"It's just a game. So what?" Blossom scoffed, rolling her eyes. The race came to an end, with the red and green one tied, the blue one coming in last place.
"Aw, man!" An acquainted little boy's voice piped up sadly.
"Jeez, ten games and we're still tied," A raspier voice joined him. Blossom, Buttercup and Bubbles floated up higher to see who the racers really were. They didn't see their faces, just long red hair topped off with a red cap placed on backwards, spiky black hair that pointed up and blonde hair in a wing style. Bubbles flew behind the blonde one since she immediately recognized him, and tapped his shoulder.
"I think you did great!" She smiled at him, her hands behind her back in a respective manner.
"Tha-" He was cut off when he turned around to see Bubbles, "Ah! A Puff!" Boomer stumbled back and crashed into his brothers.
Bubbles' eyebrows lowered, her lip quivered and her eyes began to shine painfully. She looked down and closed her eyes, floating back to her sisters who wrapped their arms around her protectively. Buttercup glared at the boys, before Blossom guided her sisters back home silently.
...
"Aww man. Why is this so much harder than it sounds?" Bubbles buried her face in her hands as she sat on the foot of their bed, "And what's with always calling us 'Puff'?"
"Yeah, I've noticed that too. Heck, the boys have never called us by our real names before! But don't worry, Bubbles. We've only just started. It's going to take time to try and get them to be our friends, I one hundred percent promise you!" Blossom's eyes flickered to Bubbles through their pink vanity mirror as she brushed her long hair.
"Yeah, don't give up," Buttercup was bouncing a tennis ball against the wall.
"Your sisters are right, Bubbles. I've given you three many years," All of the girls stopped what they were doing to see the Angel of Time floating in their room, but in tiny form. They all crowded around her to speak for a bit.
"Is there something wrong we're doing?" Bubbles asked in a small voice.
"No, of course not! I'm just here to remind you something. Like I said before, good is in everyone. You must take your time as you are journeying to unlock the good in the hearts of those boys. It's like forming a friendship. You can't just be comfortable with that person in one day, right? See, listen to this example; it takes quite some time for friends to turn to best friends. Do you girls understand me?" They nodded and smiled at her.
"Thank you for the tips, Angel of Time," Blossom grinned.
"No problem. And please, feel free to just call me 'Angel', I don't mind!" And with that, Angel disappeared into thin air.
"Well, girls… Looks like we're going to have to let time flow by if we want things to go right," Blossom stood up straight.
"Still, we don't exactly know why the boys turned so evil in the other future," Buttercup mumbled.
"That's why we gotta try our best to watch out and fix our mistakes," Bubbles flew up, a smile lifting her face.
"Girls, it's time for dinner!" The Professor called from downstairs.
"Coming, Professor!" They zipped to the dinner table and began to enjoy their meal.
September 2001
The first day of school strolled along on a bright, sunny morning. As the girls got ready for their first day, they began chatting about what made them so excited to go back to school. Of course, it wasn't like they had to try. At all. They still had the minds of nineteen year olds, for crying out loud. Buttercup somehow managed to get Blossom to agree on a bet she made up; not going to the library on school nights. From today to the end of the school year. If Buttercup won or caught her doing so three times, Blossom would have to give a third of all her allowances to Buttercup. But if Blossom won, then Buttercup would have to wear one of Bubbles' ruffle skirts at least twice every week. At first Bubbles was going to argue because they couldn't go clothes shopping the other day but stopped herself because she would just love to see Buttercup's face when she gets the skirts.
"Fine!" Blossom glared at Buttercup, placing her hands on her hips.
"Fine!" Buttercup crossed her arms loosely.
"Come on, girls! Let's go!" Bubbles grabbed hers and her sisters' backpacks then tossed it to them. She took their hands as they waved goodbye to the Professor and flew to Pokey Oaks School.
Their teacher Ms. Keane opened the door for them, "Why hello girls. Welcome. Come on in!" She stepped aside to let the girls through. They sat in the center of the classroom as usual, waving at their friends. The bell rung and everybody pulled out their books and pencils. But before Ms. Keane could say anything else, three little boys floated into the class, causing the girls to freeze at the sight of them.
"Oh, hi boys. Welcome!" Ms. Keane smiled at the boys who just nodded back. Boomer though, he waved. A little too excitedly.
"Wait a minute," Buttercup whispered, frowning at her sisters, "This never happened!"
"Hey yeah, you're right!" Blossom glared slightly.
"Girls, look at this," Bubbles passed her mini whiteboard to Blossom who sat in between the younger Puffs so they can all see what was going on. Writing appeared on it, slightly catching the girls off guard.
"Hello, girls. It's Angel again… And you girls are right. This never happened; the boys never attended school with you in your other life. You know why?"
They all shook their heads.
"This never happened because you never spoke or followed the boys after they left Him and Mojo. Why don't I show you exactly what happened with them during the time you were really five years old? Don't worry, nobody else can hear what's happening in here."
The girls nodded and a scene appeared on the board.
"Let's go!" The Rowdyruff Boys flew into town and landed on a sidewalk, pacing into a park.
"Stupid idiots. Do they think we're a bunch of possessions? Jeez!" Brick rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, dude. I feel like they've been using us all this time!" Boomer pouted.
"No, duh. Of course they have. Now that I think about it, they only needed us to do their dirty work!" Butch sent his fist to the ground.
"I know. I almost feel like thinking twice when I said we only cared about killing those girls," Brick muttered.
Meanwhile, a little girl skipping along trips and drops her bag of candy. It flew a few feet in the air before it landed in Boomer's hand. The blue Ruff was actually very gentle inside, but never got the chance to let that side show since he knew his older brothers would constantly call him a sissy. While his brothers were busy turned away, he made a move to give the candy back to the girl until a set of female voices halted all three boys to a pause.
"Hey!" They screamed, pointing at the boys.
"Not," Blossom started.
"So," Buttercup glared.
"Fast!" Bubbles finished.
"Rowdyruff Boys!" They all shouted in unison. While the boys were still stunned, the Powerpuff Girls took advantage. Blossom kicked Brick into a tree leaving a huge dent on it, and fried him with her laser beams as he fell to the ground. Buttercup grabbed Butch's shoulder and threw her glowing fist at his neck, face and chest. He yelped in pain, only to be shoved deep into the cement moulding a crater of his position next to his red brother. Bubbles slapped Boomer's cheek and sent an uppercut to his chin, causing him to be thrown into the air as he let go of the bag of candy. She snatched it with ease and the blue Ruff landed forcefully on top of his brothers.
"That'll teach you jerks not to steal candy from a kid!" Blossom placed her hands on her hips and stuck her tongue out at them. Bubbles handed the bag back to the kid as she helped her up.
"Here you go!"
"Thanks, Bubbles!" The girl runs away in joy. The boys groaned in pain as they tried to sit back up.
"Try another stunt like that and you'll be getting more knuckle sandwiches!" Buttercup warned threateningly as the girls' coloured streaks fade away into the distance.
The scene on the board fades away slowly.
"Oh, no. Did we really do that to them when they didn't actually commit a crime?" Bubbles puts her hands over her mouth in disbelief.
"Unfortunately," Buttercup didn't look too happy with herself.
"I feel so horrible," Blossom crossed her arms on the desk and rested her chin on them.
"Okay, be quiet, class!" Ms. Keane waved her hands up and down to silence all the kids who were screaming in fear. Luckily, they obeyed but kept the same expressions on their faces.
"Good. Boys, why don't you introduce yourselves?"
"Brick!"
"Butch!"
"Boomer!"
"We're the Rowdyruff Boys!" They announced off unison, raising their arms in the air dramatically.
"O… Kay. Why don't you boys go take your seats," Ms. Keane pointed to an empty table near the window. They floated over and sat down with bored, yet distracted looks on their faces.
"We better keep an eye out for them," Blossom whispered.
"It looks like they haven't even noticed us yet," Bubbles mumbled.
"Good," Buttercup huffed, a smirk forming on her face. She touched her pockets and frowned, "Guys, where's my phone!?" She whined.
Blossom's eyes lowered halfway and rolled them, "In case you forgot, Butterbrain, we never got cellphones till we entered high school! Besides, iPhones didn't exist during this time period!"
"I don't want to see the boys in this class," Bubbles complained, trying to tug their table away from the window.
"You're not still afraid of Boomer, are you?" Blossom raised a brow.
"N-no," Bubbles looked away and tried to focus on the board. Suddenly, the hotline beeped. The Powerpuff leader flew to it and held the phone next to her ear.
"Yes, Mayor… No problem… We're on our way!" She hung up and signalled her sisters to follow after her lead, "Come on girls, there's a fire at the zoo!"
"Oh, poor animals!" Bubbles crashed through the bars and her sisters followed behind. The blue Puff gathered all the animals and set them onto a safe platform. Blossom and Buttercup took a deep breath and blew the fire away safely.
"Hooray for the Powerpuff Girls!" The zookeepers waved at the girls.
"No problem!" They traveled back to the school and saw that they were just in time for recess.
"Man, it feels good to save the day again," Buttercup's mouth curled into a smile as they landed on the school playground. They were just about to go to the hopscotch when a small cry pierced through their ears. Blossom turned around to see the Rowdyruff Boys messing around with a boy wearing glasses in a sand box. Butch held the boy by the back of his shirt and held him out to Brick who looked like he was about to beat the poor kid up. Boomer tossed the toy fire truck truck into the air, staring at it as if he was going to use his laser beams on it.
Blossom glared at the boys, "Buttercup, get Elmer out of there. Bubbles, don't let his truck break. Go!" Just as she commanded, Buttercup dashed towards the group and quickly wrapped an arm around Elmer, kicking Butch away. Bubbles laser beamed the ground right in front of Boomer to startle him and keep him from harming the toy. She grabbed it and happily handed it back to Elmer.
"Thanks, you guys!" He threw his arms around Buttercup and Bubbles, hugging them tightly. Bubbles giggled, patting his back gently.
"Ooh, okay that's enough. Anytime bud," Buttercup laughed nervously and patted his shoulder, motioning him to go elsewhere. He let go of the girls and ran away with the toy in hand.
"As for you three. What do you boys think you're doing?" Blossom asked firmly, but gently. Brick crossed his arms as the corner of his mouth pointed up.
"Haven't you three done enough stalking?"
"Just what are you talking about?" Blossom stepped forward, a glower beginning to form on her face.
"Come on, don't play dumb, Puff. You and your pesky little sisters follow me and my boys around like little lost puppies! Scolding us off like you're the boss of everybody," His little mocking smile disappeared as he looked away and huffed.
"Oh, please. We're the Powerpuff Girls! It's our job to keep Townsville safe from crooks like you," Blossom pointed right at his chest.
Brick narrowed his eyes, "Yeah, whatever. Leave us alone," He muttered, floating away with his brothers on his tail. She turned to her sisters who were showing a bit of concern.
"Gee, Blossom. I think you went a little overboard when you called him a crook," Bubbles muttered. Blossom's hands attached themselves onto her hips and held her head high.
"Yes, but he was hurting poor Elmer!"
"We should ask Angel for some help," Buttercup whispered as the bell rang to call everyone in. The pink and blue Puffs nodded before they ran inside the class. Bubbles took her book out and opened to a blank page. As if it were on cue, writing appeared on the page.
"Seeking guidance, I assume?" Bubbles gave a small smile and nodded.
"Let me ask you this, girls. How do people usually get their ideas?"
Buttercup opened her mouth to answer but Blossom shook her head and handed her a pencil. Ms. Keane was currently teaching a lesson, and it would be extremely rude to talk to a book or anyone while the teacher was speaking. Buttercup took the pencil and wrote her suggestion under Angel's writing, "THEY THINK!"
"Yes, that's part of it but that's not what I had in mind!"
This time, Bubbles took the pencil from Buttercup and began to tap the eraser end against her chin. Finally, she wrote her answer underneath, "PEOPLE HELP THEM OUT!"
"Getting closer… Think about writing a story after you've experienced something," Blossom's eyes widened and a small grin lit her face up. She picked up the pencil and wrote, "THEY GET INSPIRED!"
"That's exactly right! It's like teaching a little girl or boy to ride a bike. You must show them how it's done first so they can imitate you. Do you understand? The boys are predictable during this time. If you inspire them to be good, they will gradually follow your footsteps!"
"THANK YOU!" Blossom scribbled before she closed the book and all the writing vanished.
"Okay, class! It's spelling time. I'd like someone to come up to the board and write the word 'notebook'!" The teacher sang. She looked around the classroom and smiled at the green Ruff, "Butch, why don't you come up here and spell the word for us?" Ms. Keane handed the chalk to Butch as he floated up to the board. He lifted it up and wrote 'notebook' perfectly.
Buttercup snickered sarcastically, "And I thought all those boys knew was how to spell 'dumb'," She elbowed her sisters who tried to suppress their giggles.
Butch turned and glared at his green counterpart, "Shut up, Puff. You're lucky I don't feel like beating you up right now!"
"Oh, yeah? Try me!" Buttercup stood on the table and stuck her tongue out at him.
"Buttercup! You know better than to start a fight in class!" Ms. Keane placed her fists on her hips sternly.
"Right. Sorry," Buttercup's eyes didn't leave Butch's as she sat back down on the chair.
…
"Man, who knew those kids would back down from a fight?" Buttercup tugged her bag onto her back before exiting the school grounds with Blossom and a Bubbles not far behind.
"Well, it is school…" Bubbles smiled.
"That's true, but I can't help but wonder why they follow rules anyways," Blossom's expression stayed blank.
"Oh, well. I mean, it's not that important… Right?" Bubbles glanced at her eldest sister at the corner of her eye as they flew back home without another word.
October 2001
About a month has passed and the girls felt that they have made no progress with the guys. The boys didn't cause trouble around Townsville anymore, and that was a good start. Although, the girls couldn't help but wonder how or why the boys were in school. Blossom also realized that Angel didn't really answer that question… Or fact. Sure, she told them what happened to the guys and such but it doesn't explain why they were… here trying to get an education. Maybe she could just ask kindly? No - it's kind of rude if you go up to someone and ask, "Hey! Why are you in school?" So that suggestion was already crossed out of her mind. Ms. Keane thought it was very out of place that the girls looked like they never paid attention in class. So whenever she asked them to do work in front of the class, they always answered correctly with little to no effort at all. Nonetheless, she let them off the hook.
But, enough talk about school. The weekend has strolled by and the girls couldn't have been more relieved. Blossom was busy reading a bunch of comic books in their room, Bubbles was out in the garden watering plants, and Buttercup sat lazily on the couch in the living room to watch TV. She flipped through channels, hoping that there were interesting shows airing today. Luckily, she landed on a sports channel where two teams were just beginning their soccer match. To her own surprise, it was actually boring her to death. Sure, she liked to watch action. But being the most aggressive one, she wanted to be the action. Soundlessly, Buttercup turned the television off and went straight to the simulator.
She twisted the knob to level 10 and waited for the scene to set in. The skies were navy and she floated above a massive body of water. Buttercup glanced around and waited for the monsters to appear. Nearly ten fish balloons pushed themselves through the surface, surrounding her in a small circle. She charged at all of them, her fists bouncing against their skin wildly. Unfortunately, that didn't harm them since the fish balloons just laughed, pointing at her. The green Puff hated it when she was being laughed at. The fish balloons drew in air and grew five times their original size. Panicking, Buttercup gazed around and spotted a fisherman who was rowing towards the shore. She dashed to him and picked up an extra fishing rod while he wasn't looking. With an evil grin, she whipped the hook towards each fishes' lip, blowing them up like a normal balloon. Buttercup defeated all her opponents and teleported back into the simulator. She exited and looked over the controls. Her eyebrows lowered when the "Smart" button was selected, not the "Strength" button. The last button was probably one she didn't often use, but what Bubbles liked. It was the "Speed" button. Sighing, Buttercup went back upstairs to lie down.
A week later
It's already Friday, and the girls are currently on recess at the playground. Blossom and Bubbles are on the hopscotch while Buttercup was playing with water guns along with Mitch. As for the Rowdyruff Boys… They were passed out on the jungle gym. The girls didn't mind too much, of course; as long as they were causing no trouble. Finally, the bell rings to call everybody in.
"Ms. Keane!" Mitch called out.
Ms. Keane turned away from the board slightly, "Yes? What is it, Mitchell?"
"It's Mitch! Can I take Twiggy home this weekend?"
"No!" The girls stood up rapidly.
"Um, well. You've already gotten to take him home once. Why don't we let our new students take him?"
"What!?" This time the girls sped to their teacher and began to flood her with reasons why that's an even bigger mistake.
"Girls, I'm pretty sure that the hamster will be safe," Ms. Keane motioned them to sit back down which they did, unhappily.
"Hey, thanks! I've always wanted a little rodent," Brick snickered as he lifted the tank.
"I wonder what it tastes like," Butch mumbled so quietly only the girls could hear. Bubbles' eyes widened in horror and slapped her hands over her mouth. To the girls' surprise, Boomer was staring at Twiggy in kindness and kept his space.
If he has a deep respect for animals like that, I wonder how he became evil in the other life, Bubbles thought to herself.
"So, it's settled. Time to get ready for dismissal!" The teacher's icy orbs glistened happily as she held the door for everybody.
"Should we follow the guys?" Buttercup asked.
"We can try. It's just, what if they find us 'stalking' them again?" Blossom whisper/yelled.
"I know! Why don't one of us just go?" Bubbles smiled crookedly.
"Oh, I don't know…" Blossom rubbed her chin with a frown.
"Whats the worst that could happen?" Buttercup crossed her arms, "Say one of us goes today, one goes Saturday, the last goes Sunday. Or we can just take turns every few hours?"
"Hmm, I guess going individually would cause less noise and distractions. Bubbles, you can go today. Buttercup and I will do the next two days," Blossom waved Bubbles off.
pBubbles giggled, "Okay! See you guys in a few hours!" She crept off and kept her distance as she followed the boys back to where they lived.
Blossom and Buttercup sat boredly in their room, wondering how their youngest sister was doing.
"Man, this would be so much easier if we actually had cellphones!" Buttercup complained, letting her head hang off the edge of the bed.
"Stop complaining, Buttercup. I'm sure Bubbles is fine," Blossom mumbled, staring out of the window to watch the sunset.
"What time is it anyways?"
Blossom flew out of the room to check on the kitchen clock, "It's almost 7 PM. Bubbles should be here in around thirty minutes," She announced, floating back into the room.
"Ugh, where's the Professor?" Buttercup whined.
"I don't know," The redhead rolled her eyes mentally.
"Shouldn't he be making dinner?"
"Maybe he's busy. Let's just go make dinner ourselves," Blossom sighed and lead her sister to the kitchen.
"Okay, what do you plan on making, Leader Girl?" Buttercup leaned over the counter lazily, her elbows supporting herself.
Before Blossom could open her mouth to answer, Bubbles burst through the door and immediately called out for them.
"What, what happened?"
Bubbles had a tiny smile on her lips, waiting for Blossom and Buttercup to calm down. Instead, they just got pissed off.
"Well? What happened, Bubbles?" Buttercup crossed her arms, staring intensely at Bubbles.
"They didn't do anything bad. Boomer was the one who took care of Twiggy. Brick and Butch didn't even do much – it almost looked like they forgot they had to take care of a pet. They usually leave, or sit in front of the fireplace," Bubbles grinned.
"Oh, they're still living in Fuzzy's shack thing?" Blossom almost smiled. The blonde nodded.
"So, me and Blossom don't have to go on Saturday and Sunday?" Bubbles shrugged at her green sister.
"From what Bubbles is saying… I'm sure we won't have to. I mean, we can take a two minute peek every few hours but other than that, I'm pretty sure Twiggy will be back on Monday safe and sound!" Blossom turned around to make dinner. Bubbles joined in along with Buttercup before the sun finally set, and the moon glowed beautifully white.
