No one wanted to eat that night. As near as I could tell, Bubbles had plopped down on her bed almost as soon as I opened the door. I couldn't find the Professor, but I doubted he had eaten without us, nor would he want to be eating tonight. Maybe they had eaten after I left. I didn't care. I wasn't really hungry at the moment anyways.
So I just went to my room, and pulled the ring out of my pocket. A gold thing, it had the four suits engraved around it with an A completing the circle. "I'm going to need a new box." I muttered, tossing the ring into the cardboard box sitting in my closet, filled close to the top with a random assortment of trinkets.
Sleep didn't come easily as I lay down in my bed. Or rather, it didn't come. It wouldn't come. I just lay there until finally, I just couldn't stay in my room. So I wandered down to the living room.
"-know who has caused this wave of destruction through Townsville park leading well into the city. Several have been confirmed dead." The anchorman on the tv said as I turned it on. "Mojo Jojo, who would normally be the blame for laser beams throughout the city, was seen confronted by two of the Powerpuff Girls shortly after it destroyed many buildings. They did not apprehend the villain, however, and-"
I changed the channel after I had seen the beginning of a video someone had taken of us talking to him. Stupid media, blowing things out of proportion. She couldn't remember once when they had given an accurate report on their actions. But if the people watched.
"-mysterious green light in the-"
"-untold damage to rival infamous game of tag-"
"-of this destruction still unknown."
I flipped through channels for a minute, finally settling on a cartoon channel that happened to be playing something so late at night. Guilty pleasure, if you must call it that. Everyone expected me to be so perfect all the time, I never got the chance to just be a kid. Of course, I really just like Tom and Jerry, so I don't think it can be called that.
"Again?" Buttercup scowled as I hung up the hotline. "That's the third time this week. Can't the police ever take care of anything?"
"Let's just go." I sighed, pulling on some clothes before we flew out the window.
As we arrived at the museum, we found the walls to be riddled with holes, green ooze lining some of it. After Bubbles made the mistake of touching it, I quickly came up with a plan. There didn't seem to be as much damage on the far side of the building, so I sent Bubbles to investigate while Buttercup and I flew in through the lobby.
I was just a little bit faster. Just fast enough to out fly Buttercup, beat her through the hole in the wall. And I wasn't nearly quick enough. I couldn't throw my arms up in defense before it hit me in the face.
For a minute, I writhed on the floor in agony, burning my hands as I tried to claw it off my face. Unbearable pain that wouldn't go away. It felt like an eternity of nightmares.
But I felt good, too. Not only was I not perfect anymore, but Buttercup had chased after the crooks. She got the job done. The world would be right by morning.
Then cold water splashed on my face, and most of the burning stopped. "Hold on, Blossom. I'll be right back." I heard that familiar raspy voice say.
No.
I opened my eyes to see the green blur take off for a water fountain, filling up what looked to be a pail.
No.
She rushed back to me, carefully pouring water to remove the rest of the acid, washing my hands of it.
No.
"You were supposed to chase the bad guys." I muttered when I found my voice again. "You were supposed to leave me."
Then she flashed it, her damn smug smile when she had done something right. "Why would I do that? You're my sister."
"Blossom! Wake up!"
"Wha-" I muttered, sitting up from the couch.
"Whatever happened last night is happening again near the library."
Fully awake now, I jumped off the couch and dashed for my room. It took only a moment to pull some real clothes on. I took a glance at my hand before dashing back out so we could stop whatever force was destroying Townsville. Still perfect. Damn.
As we got closer to the library, we saw vast destruction, people lying dead everywhere and others mourning them. A true wave of destruction. Someone was floating in the air, surveying the surroundings, and his hands started glowing green.
"Not so fast, kid!" I shouted at the person as Bubbles and I got ready to fight.
A/N: Ok, short chapter once again. But considering that compared to Buttercup, Blossom doesn't realy have a lot going on right now, I think it could be excused. In this chapter, at least. I had no excuse last chapter. I could have written more conflicts, longer conflicts, to fill out the time, but I was feeling lazy.
Anyways, chapter 4 is here. I might not be able to update on the 21st like my habit has been lately because I'm going to try and turn out another chapter for Death of a Hero, a Mario fic which I have sorely been neglecting. Anyways, hope you enjoyed and hope to see you next update.