Chapter 6
This is the sixth chapter of 'Two Worlds, Collide'
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Four weeks have past, and the Utonuim sisters and Imma were currently at a post house at Kurland, just several miles away from Russia. While the teams were being changed, the girls were given the chance to rest and stretch their legs. Buttercup and Bloom were helping out with the chores, while Blossom and Bubbles were helping with the customers. Imma just lounged around, eating what little food the family had. A general named Leopold had come to pick them up and lead them to Moscow.
Buttercup sighed as she swept the wooden floor, "I have no idea why, but I've been working all day, but not hungry. Just tired." Bloom washed dishes, "Same here. It's probably traveling sickness or something. Makes a person lose her appetite." She then turned to look at Imma, who was sitting by the warm hearth, embroidering a handkerchief, and eating a loaf of barely bread.
The two girls rolled their eyes, and got back to work. Just then, Blossom and Bubbles came back in. Their cheeks were slightly rosy, due to the coldness outside, but that only added to their beauty. Bubbles gently wiped her hands in the white apron covering her dress, "We're done with all the customers, and the general said that we should be leaving tomorrow morning."
Imma butted in, "Oh, that's a good thing. I am simply exhausted from all the work we have to do here." Blossom mumbled only loud enough for her sisters to hear, "All she's done for the three days we've been here was sit by the hearth, eat and embroider that exact same handkerchief." The other girls just nodded, agreeing.
Finally, it was time to go. It seemed that HIM was kind enough (A/N: ironic, isn't it? HIM's suppose to be the most evil being in the world, yet, in my story, he's being nice) to send them a personal sledge, and an escort of servants and guards to accompany them on the remainder of the trip to Moscow.
The sledge had scarlet drapes to keep the bitter wind out and a soft featherbed adorned with cushions made with the finest silk, covered in satin and the softest fur. The girls felt really out of place in such luxury, yet Imma lounging around like there was no today.
It was really late at night, but they were still moving. Imma was fast asleep on her side of the featherbed, while the girls were sitting on their side of the bed, bored completely. Buttercup muttered, "This is why I hate being stupidly rich. You can't do anything on your own. I'm about to die from boredom. Isn't there anything we can do?"
Bloom sighed, rubbing her temples (is that how you spell it?), "No, nothing but sit around and grow fat." Blossom quickly flipped through a book, before closing it and putting it down, "I've read every book I brought with me, a dozen times." Bubbles was bored to tears, literally, "I-I wish I brought my paints."
Bloom groaned, "I know we're not tired, but why don't we just go to sleep?"
The brunette's elder and younger sisters just nodded, lied down, and Bubbles, being closest to the candle, blew the flame out, and the sledge was engulfed in darkness. Yet, all the girls stayed wide awake.
Blossom's mind was thinking up a storm, 'I wonder what life will be like in the Russian imperial court. I just hope that I can fulfill that promise I made to Father and protect my sister.'
Bubbles was also brainstorming, 'I hope I can still do the things I enjoy at the palace. I also hope that my fiancé isn't the type of person that I've encountered at home. Perverted, jerks, completely heartless, or 100% selfish.'
Buttercup was practically growling at all the awful thoughts going on inside her head, 'I still can't believe I'm gonna marry some Russian brat. I'm gonna puke once I get the chance to. He's probably perverted, ugly, stupid, and worst of all, weak. I probably could break his arm with just one twist.' (Oh, how wrong our beloved BC is)
Bloom was fairing any better than her hotheaded sister, '*Sigh* We're gonna arrive in Russia in about three days, and another two days to get to Moscow, so in less than 1 week, we'll be where our retched fiancés are.' Her fist unconsciously clenched tightly, 'I hate this. Considering we're gonna meet royalty, I have to dress up like some sissy, and the worst part is, I won't do able to fence! I wouldn't be surprised if all the women in that court were fat, or trying to hide that with a weird corset.'
Finally, with their minds completely wiped out, the four Utonuim sisters fell asleep
This is the sixth chapter. I hope you enjoyed it. Pleas send in ideas if you have any. New ideas are always wlecome to me
One more thing: I was thinking about starting another story, and I don't' have any ideas for it. Please send me any if you have some. THANKS!
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