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(NORMAL POV)
Buttercup woke up with her arms around Butch.
"Shit!" she said. "What happened last night?"
She looked at Butch who was sound asleep.
"WAKE UP, ASSHOLE!" Buttercup screamed as she hit his head with a pillow.
Butch stirred. "Five more minutes, mommy…."
"WAKE UP!" Buttercup screamed louder as she smacked the back of Butch's head.
"AHHH—Buttercup? Wait…what the hell?"
"That's what I want to know, Butch," Buttercup sighed.
Butch rubbed the back of his neck. "Well…it's a good thing my brothers aren't here right now."
Buttercup yawned. "By the way…where are they?"
"Brick, last time I heard from him, was in Europe; Boomer's around here somewhere in the city, he's usually here at home, though…"
Buttercup got up from the bed and realized she was wearing Butch's shirt and was only in her underwear.
"God! What did happen last night?" Buttercup asked herself out loud.
"Considering you're wearing my shirt; I'm only in my boxers; we both woke up at 12:30…I think we…"
Buttercup cut him off. "Yeah…we…" she couldn't finish. She was blushing like crazy.
Butch's eyes went wide. "OH MY GOD!" He sounded concerned.
"WHAT? WHAT IS IT?" Buttercup squealed. She was surprised by his tone.
"Congratulations, BC," Butch smiled, stood up and shook her hand. "You're no longer a virgin!"
"SHUT UP, YOU DICK!" she yelled as she punched him in the cheek.
"Relax…can't you take a joke?"
Buttercup sighed. "I gotta go anyway…"
Butch stretched his arms. "Need a ride…or do you still fly?"
Buttercup was staring at his six-pack. "Uh...I c-can…just fly…uh…wow."
Butch smirked. "Put on some pants and follow me to the car."
Blossom walked in the front doors of Townsville City Hall.
She greeted Carla, the new secretary, and a few others who were sipping coffee.
"Hi, Ms. Bellum," she said as she walked in the mayor's office.
"Good morning, Blossom," Ms. Bellum said.
"I have last week's paperwork right here," Blossom stated as she sat a stack of papers on the desk.
"Thank you. It's been really busy here lately; with me picking out wedding dresses, finding a caterer for the cake, and making the invites…I don't even have time to breathe!"
Blossom tucked a strand of her ginger hair behind her ear. "I understand, since the Professor left for his conference in Rio, I've had to clean the house, do grocery shopping, and watch my two sisters at the same time…"
Ms. Bellum laughed. "Trust me honey, one day when you get married…there's gonna be a lot more stress!"
At that moment Ms. Bellum's phone rang.
"Hello? Hi honey…yes, I'm almost done…yes I'll make it in time for lunch…alright, bye!"
Blossom sighed. "Well…uh…if there's anything you need…you know my number…"
"Blossom, wait."
Blossom turned her head. "Yes?"
"Would you like to come to lunch with me, my fiancé, and a few relatives?"
"I'm not busy…OK. Sure, I'd like that," Blossom said. "Just give me a minute…in fact, I'll meet you there."
Ms. Bellum nodded. "OK, it's at Townsville Fine Dining…right across the street from the mall."
Buttercup thanked Butch for the ride.
"What, no kiss?" he smirked.
"Maybe later," she said. "Besides…I'm late for…work."
Butch smiled. "Riiiiight…." he said sarcastically.
As he drove away, Buttercup ran into the house and up to her room.
The note was taped on her bedroom door this time.
"Aaron McKinley…Townsville Fine Dining."
Bubbles was at the hospital extra early today.
This time, she had volunteered to read to the dyslexic kids who were visiting from Pokey Oaks grade school.
She was on her way to the elevator when she passed the Nursery and noticed a familiar blonde.
He stood there, looking in the window to see the babies that were only a few hours old.
They squirmed in their cribs; that made him smile.
"Boomer?" Bubbles asked, walking closer.
Boomer turned to face the most beautiful girl he had ever seen.
"Bubbles…"
She stood next to him and peeked through the window.
"Why are you here?" she asked in a serious, but kind tone.
"Well, I've been on my own for a while and…"
"YOU DON'T HAVE A HOME? DID YOUR BROTHERS KICK YOU OUT?" Bubbles gasped.
"No, no," he assured her, "Nothing like that…I do have a home, I sleep there every night, but during the day I'm on my own…because I choose to be."
Bubbles did a small nod. "Oh…"
"Why are you here?" Boomer asked. "Did one of your sisters get hurt?"
Bubbles shook her head. "No, I'm reading to the dyslexic kids from Pokey Oaks grade school…"
Boomer smiled. "That's nice."
Bubbles blushed. "I try my best."
They both looked back at the babies.
"They're so sweet," Bubbles whispered.
Boomer sighed. "Yeah…something about new life just…fascinates me…"
Bubbles nodded. "Same here, well…I've always been fascinated about new life, too…" she paused. "…since I was thirteen."
Boomer turned towards her. "Really? Me too."
Bubbles looked at her watch. "Oh no, I'm going to be late; can't keep the kids waiting!"
She began to walk away. "It was nice seeing you again, Boomer!"
"Hey, Bubbles…"
She turned back. "Yes?"
"Could I…maybe…help you read with them?"
"Of course," she said.
Boomer smiled as he accompanied Bubbles to the elevator.
Blossom walked to Townsville Fine Dining.
She decided that she would only fly if she needed to; she had maintained that habit for two years.
She was only a block away when she saw a green streak in the sky: Buttercup.
Blossom shook her head. "Must be searching for a crime so she can beat the snot out of villains…"
When the restaurant was in site, Blossom made sure she looked her neatest and was about to walk across the street when, out of nowhere, a giant ten-wheeler truck honked.
Blossom gasped in horror as the truck smashed into the restaurant.
"OH MY GOD!" people nearby screamed.
It took Blossom a full minute to compromise what she had just witnessed.
"Dear Lord…" she whispered.
As people rushed to help the injured, a thought came to Blossom.
Ms. Bellum and her family!
She began to back away.
"No…" she whispered.
People were heard moaning in pain through the smashed window.
"No!" she said louder.
Her eyes began to tear up she couldn't take it anymore…
But then Blossom saw something out of the corner of her eye.
Buttercup was running away from the scene, as if she had been the one who caused the incident.
Blossom, out of shock and anger, collapsed to her knees and cried into her hands.
"This can't be happening…"
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