Coming Down

Part 3: Different

Chapter 1

Bubbles walked into her class with a warm smile. Some of her familiar classmates greeted her as she made her way to her station in the large art studio. Mixed Media was something she dreamed of taking her whole career of high school. She heard the most fabulous of stories when she was a freshman about all of the field trips and parties the Mixed Media kids got to be apart of.

The blonde set down her bag on the clay stained shelf next to her easel. She went over to the apron rack and pulled down her baby blue apron and tied it around her waist. Her teacher, Ms. Taylor, was a few minutes late to the class.

The kids in M.M told her that if she was taking the class, that she should recommend Ms. Taylor for a teacher to her Guidance Counselor. She was the nicest teacher Pokey Oaks High had to offer. She always came to class with a bright smile on her face and pep in her step. The kids also said she had a style that matched her personality. She always wore bright colors and even brighter jewelry. She was just an all around cool teacher that was like your friend that taught you.

There was another teacher that everyone loved. Her name was Ms. Costa. She was a Sex Ed teacher. She always used pop culture to describe the reproductive systems and had a wicked sense of humor. But, Bubbles didn't have Sex Ed until the last period of the day with her sisters and Robin and Mitch.

After fifteen minutes of talking, Ms. Taylor bounced through the door. She was arm in arm with a rather tall blonde boy. Bubbles didn't recognize him until Ms. Taylor assigned him a station. Bubbles saw the familiar blue in his eyes and hood over his neck length dirty blonde hair. Boomer slid into his station that was right next to Bubbles and set his bag on his shelf. He pulled off his headphones that were draped around his neck and set them in his bag. Ms. Taylor brought him an apron and he smiled slightly as he thanked her. Bubbles stared intently at him. He was different somehow. She couldn't place what it was but she did notice something that was different about him.

The class started with Ms. Taylor explaining the first unit of the year: Portraits. Bubbles was only half listening to the brunette at the front of the class. She was more intent on figuring out what was so different about the boy next to her. Boomer played with two paintbrushes as he listened. He tapped them in a silent rhythm on the edge of the easel. Bubbles used her super hearing to listen to the beat. She recognized it instantly. It was the guitar beat from Bad Girl by Avril Lavigne.

He likes that song?

Boomer could feel eyes on him as he tapped away on his easel. He knew it was Bubbles. He turned his head towards her to look at her. She quickly turned her head away from his gaze. She thought it was better to make friends with him than enemies. After what happened between her sisters she didn't need more life threatening things happen to her this year. She mentally slapped herself for suggesting such a thing but, Rachel seemed nice and she did like her so why not get close with her son?

Bubbles pulled out two of her brushed and began to match him in his beat of the song. Boomer glanced at her with surprise. He gave a small smile, which she gladly returned. Their hands were in perfect sync as they played through the song. Suddenly, his beat switched to a different song. She stopped her hands to use her super hearing. She recognized that song as well. It was the beat from Air Balloon by Lily Allen.

OMG he likes that song, too?! She mentally screeched to herself. She matched his beats. His smile became bigger as he began to mouth the words.

Come meet me in the sky I'll be waiting for you
And we can't hear what they say
Up in my air balloon, air balloon, air balloon (ha)
Sing, sing along, along any song you want to
Now we're so high, it can't rain
Up in my air balloon, air balloon, air balloon (ha)

Bubbles giggled and mouthed the words with him. For some strange reason, this felt more natural than when they were fighting.

Chapter 2

After the bell, Bubbles stayed after to help Ms. Taylor clean up the brushes and leftover aprons. Boomer also stayed and helped. Bubbles found this act of kindness very unusual. It was odd seeing him be helpful to someone who wasn't his brothers. She guessed that Rachel really did raise them right.

"Thank you so much, you two." Ms. Taylor said once they were done.

"Are you sure you don't need a pass to your next class?" She held up the stack of small pink slips. Bubbles shook her head.

"No, I have a free period now." Boomer also nodded.

"So do I." Ms. Taylor smiled.

"Well, alright then. I'll see you two tomorrow!" She called as she bounced to the back room. The two blondes waved back to her as they made their way out of the classroom. Boomer went through the door first and held it open for the flustered Bubbles.

Wow, good job, Rachel.

Boomer chuckled as he saw Bubbles face. He put his hands in his sweatshirt pockets as they walked the halls.

"Are you okay, Bubbles? You're not about to fall over are you?" He chuckled. Bubbles seemed to snap out of her trance.

"Oh, no sorry. I'm just surprised is all."

"Do tell." Boomer said.

"Well, you don't seem like the Boomer I remember. Like, at all. You seem calmer more…" She tried to search for the right word.

"Quieter?" Boomer suggested. Bubbles nodded.

"Well, yeah. You're not as loud and obnoxious as you were when we were little. What changed you, if you don't mind me asking?" Boomer scrunched up his nose.

"I guess, being bullied by your brothers for eleven years can take a toll on you." Bubbles' eyes widened.

"They still bully you? But, I thought Rachel would of done something by now."

"They do and she does. She tries at least. But, she'll never be able to stop them." He lifted up the short sleeve on his t-shirt. A large black, blue, and yellow bruise plagued his bicep. Bubbled gasped.

"They did this to you?" He nodded. Bubbles moved her slender fingers to touch it. Boomer hissed when her fingers slightly brushed it.

"Sorry." She whispered. He nodded and pulled his sleeve back down.

"It's okay. I'm pretty used to being their personal punching bag by now. Whenever they get the slightest bit agitated, they see me and," He made a clicking sound with his tongue and a punching motion with his fist.

"They go for it. They do it when mama isn't around and in places she can't see. I guess they're smart that way." He held open the door to the courtyard for Bubbles to go through. They made their way to a large tree and sat under the shady leaves. Boomer pulled out a rather large sketchbook and a few pencils. Bubbles pulled out her Galaxy S5 and played Air Balloon for them to listen to while he worked.

Bubbles noticed a soothing wave in Boomers voice. She stopped singing and listened to him. The longer he held the notes the more distinct his voice sounded. He was good! He actually sounded like a professional singer. Bubbles smiled and listen to his soothing voice. She could see this year going by smoothly. Especially with this blonde haired boy as a friend.

Chapter 3

Soon, the first day of school was over. Bubbles and her sisters packed up their things from their lockers and chatted to each other about their first day experiences. Bubbles purposely left out the parts involving Boomer. If she did bring him up in a positive way, she knew they would jump to prove her wrong.

Just then, The Rowdyruff Boys swaggered past them. Brick had a look of absolute rage on his face. His red eyes seemed darker in color. Him and Butch stomped through the hallway. Bubbles noticed when Boomer passed he had a busted lip and a profound limp in his walk. His face, however, was free from all emotion. She frowned as he kept his eyes in front of him as he walked out the door along with his brothers. Her heart ached as she saw the state he was in.

If only Rachel had superpowers, she could put a stop to what Boomer is going through, she thought.

Blossom led them to Buttercups car after they packed their bags. Buttercup started up the car and pulled out of the parking lot. Bubbles noticed that the red SUV that was parked next to them was already gone. She hopped Rachel was at home so Boomer couldn't be hurt further. Bubbles thought back to sophomore year when her health class talked about healthy and non-healthy relationships. She remembered that some relationships were abusive and only benefited one person. In this case, two people. Boomer was straight up letting his brothers abuse him! His brothers were always stronger than him. She learned that when they were around eleven years ago. All he needed to do was stand up to them even though he was weaker than them. If only she could convince him to do it. It might even save his life in the long run. Either that or scare his brothers into respecting Boomer. Like that stuff they would do on Maury for abusive relationships. She could try, couldn't she?

Once they got home, Buttercup pulled into the driveway and stopped the car. They all heaved themselves out of the car and headed to the door. Blossom moved inside and called out to the Professor. Buttercup flew up to her room. Before Bubbles closed the red door she could hear slight screams coming from the house across the street. The scary thing was that they weren't regular smash your hand in the door screams or jumpscare out of nowhere screams. They were bloodcurdling, stomach churning screams. The screams you would here in a torture chamber.

The blonde winced and slowly made her way through the threshold and closed the door behind her. She forced herself to not use her super hearing to find out if they stopped or not. Hopefully it wouldn't continue any longer.

Blossom volunteered to make dinner that night. Bubbles was in her room sitting at her desk reading a comic book. She got into comics when she was about twelve and always seemed to make time in reading them. When people would ask Marvel or DC, she would always pick Marvel. For some reason she just couldn't get in to DC. She tried and tried but nothing worked. She did like some characters from DC. Hell, she was Harley Quinn sophomore year for Halloween. She even played some Batman centric games with Buttercup from time to time. They never worked into getting her into the company though. Every single Marvel movie she knew about she went to go see opening night. It was fun to here. She couldn't wait until the second Avengers came out!

Once dinner was ready, the Professor asked the girls about their days. Bubbles stayed quiet as her sisters complained about the boys across the street. The Professor told them to not pay them any mind. He was skeptical when they moved but he was sure Rachel was a good mother to them.

"Professor, how could you trust her so easily? I mean, you don't even know her!" Blossom accused. The Professor chuckled and took a sip of his red wine. He placed the glass down and smiled.

"Actually, I do know her." Blossom made a slight choking sound as she sipped her cream soda.

"Wait, what? You know Rachel?" Buttercup asked.

"I do. She was one of my classmates back in college. We had the same major and we actually got along pretty well. I graduated Valedictorian and she graduated Salutatorian. I think I have a picture of it somewhere. Hold on I'll go get it." He got up from his seat and walked to the living room. He shuffled through the shelves and grabbed his class yearbook. He sat back down at the table and flipped though the pages to the graduation photos. He grabbed a black and white picture and handed it to Blossom.

"There we are. That was at the graduation after party." Blossom looked astonished as she saw the picture a fairly younger Professor with a younger dirty blonde at his side. They had their arms around each other and shared large, proud smiles as they held up their diplomas.

"Professor, you look so young!" Bubbles exclaimed. The aging man chuckled.

"Thanks hun."

"I don't mean that in a bad way, daddy. You still look just as beautiful. But I can't believe you knew Rachel. How come you never told us when we got the new they were moving?" Bubbles asked.

"I knew who it was as well as you three did. I had no idea she was moving to Townsville of all places. I was just as surprised as you all where. Who knew that she decided to adopt some of the most dangerous people in the world as her sons." Blossom handed the picture back to Professor. He slid the picture back in its place and went back to the living room to put it away.

Once dinner was finished, Bubbles sped to her bathroom to take a well-needed bubble bath. She turned on her stereo and turned on the water. She poured her favorite bubble bath into the water and waited for it to bubble up to the rim. She slid out of her cloths and sat down in the frothy water. She leaned her head back on the wall with a sigh. She seriously needed this time to herself. The first day of the year was always the hardest. Well that and when testing week comes around for finals and midterms. It will be awhile before she has to worry about that so she decided to be thankful for the time she had to herself.

She thought back to her unlikely, newfound friend. She knew if she told her sisters about him they would surely weasel their way into her business. That was something she was sure she didn't have the time for. She then thought about what she heard behind closed doors when they came home from school. How the hell can brothers have the stomach to do something like that to the one they are supposed to love a cherish? What did Rachel say when she got home if she said anything at all? How can she handle Brick and Butch when they are as much if not more of a danger to her than Boomer? All of these questions were best left unanswered until further notice.

Something did give Bubbles a smile. It was a certain song about flying away in an air balloon. She wondered if she could take Boomer with her in an air balloon. Somewhere far away from anything and everything. Somewhere where they could be happy and not worry about anyone else.

Yeah, I'd bet he would like that.

End of Part 4…

Hey guys! I am back with another part for ya! I hope you all loves it as much as I loved writing it.

I wanted to dive into the Blues relationship a little bit more. They are the pairing that everyone seems to forget. They just put them in the "Oh we are so happy! We never fight! We love each other sooooooo disgustingly too much! We need no more character development than that" category. No, no no no no. Not my style. As you can see Boomer is going through some tough shit right now and it's not fun for anyone. Not Bubbles, not him, and defiantly not Rachel. It's really sad if you think about it. I hope none of my lovely readers have gone through something like that. I haven't but I imagine that it is soul shattering and horrible.

Anyway, some of you guys have givin me good states on where TnsV is located. One reviewer, Nay, said Pennsylvania or Maryland. And it's cool because I live in the state right next to Penn. Psst, Ohio. I live in Ohio :). So I can imagine them living there.

So anyway, I have another question for you all.

How old do you think Professor is in this story?

I said in his early forties. I think he created the girls when he was fairly young like in his early thirties or something so he would be not too old but not too young. Middle aged at the most.

On that note, I will see you all in the next part!

Bye Guys!

~TheRedWolf