Hey guys! So, EndlessSugar had reviewed on the reason for Bubbles being the way she is, and lucky for all of you guys, I already had a chapter where Bubbles would tell her story on why she was like the way she is! You read my mind EndlessSugar! O.O

But yeah... Since the next chapter is in development, I'm going to post this up instead of having you guys wait like a hundred days for another chapter to be posted!

It's kind of weird and sad... But it's still inexcusable. For Bubbles, that is... And sorry for ruining the image of the characters you are about to read... IT MUST BE DONE! :O

Disclaimer: I don't own anything.

Bubbles

I'm Bubbles. You may know me as the cute, bubbly type. Which gave Professor Utonium the idea of naming me the name of what I am. And as you know, these past chapters you have figured out that I am the antagonist to Buttercup. And apparently I'm the slut. The promiscuous one of the bunch if I might say. Sweet innocent little Bubbles left three years ago. When I was fourteen…

I was finally in high school as a freshman. Boys would gock at my beauty and divine curves. I was still innocent. I had never had a boyfriend, still a virgin, still bubbly, still naïve. That was… until one day my life changed.

It had to be in the middle of freshman year in first semester. Somewhere almost near Christmas. And Townsville High promoted a cute little thing called Secret Santa. It was for the upper classmen. Like the sophomores, juniors and seniors and it was about a week before Christmas when they would give out the gifts. I was in my 7th period, biology and that was the hour they gave them out.

Me and my guyfriend Mac Kazoo were sitting there doing our study guide for finals the next week. But we were talking about how freshmen should be able to send gifts through the Secret Santa thing too.
And he told me that it was rare that any freshen would get anything from this system. So sometime in between 7th hour, the silly guy dressed up in the Santa outfit came in and announced the names and class year for the people who received gifts.

Flashback

"Sandy Beach, junior. You get a candy cane and a box. Merry Christmas.

Noah Arkansas, senior. You get a candy cane and a card. Merry Christams.

Harry Baxter, sophomore. You get a candy cane, a box, and a mug. Merry Christmas.

Oh…" he said. Looking at the big box intently. "HO-HO-HO! You guys better get ready for this one! Bubbles Utonium, freshman. You get seven candy canes, two boxes, four mugs, AND eight cards!"

Gasps could be heard from all over the room. I looked at Mac and he motioned me to go get my gifts. The whole room was silent and all eyes were on me.

"You have super powers, I'm sure you could carry everything just fine." Said the false Santa. I nodded and took my stuff and set it next to my seat.

"Open your cards!" one person said.

"Open your boxes!" another said. I took my cards and opened each one. Each one just said 'Merry Christmas' and 'I love you'. But I opened the last one… That one had a golden envelope with cursive writing that spelt my name so perfectly. I carefully opened it up. Mac watched me intently.

"What does it say?" he asked quietly. I took the card out of the envelope and looked at the cover. It had a picture of a blue pacman looking ghost thing and a young boy with brown hair and brown eyes. They looked really happy together. The two were playing paddleball in the middle of the snow. I opened the card and it said,

"On this card, you see a picture of me and my best friend Blooregard Q. Kazoo. He has been my imaginary friend since I was a young boy. I never stopped loving him. And I imagined something pretty awesome, but I never imagined that I'd meet a beautiful girl like you. Merry Christmas, Bubbles. Mac Kazoo." I read silently. I turned to Mac who blushed. "Aww, thank you Mac! That's very sweet of you!" I told him giving him a hug.

"No problem. But there's something else that I got you."

"A mug?"

"No.. It's in one of those boxes." He said pointing to the small box with a blue bow on it.

"Can I open it up later? The bell is about to ring."

"I can walk you home today."

"Okay."

When the bell rang, Mac carried my mugs. I carried my two boxes and cards. My candy canes were in my purse. When Mac and I reached my house he and I went inside and went to my room. Nobody was home thank goodness, otherwise they would think I'm a slut or something.

"You wanna open it now?" he asked. I sat on my bed and opened the box. I pulled out a little bundle of leaves and red berries.

"What is it?" I asked. He sat next to me while I was holding the bundle in between us.

"Mistletoe…" he said. Then immediately, he kissed me. It was the first kiss I had ever received and accepted. After a couple of seconds, he looked me in the eyes. "Bubbles, I've loved you from the first day I met you. You are sweet, nurturing, and just open to anybody. And I know you don't know much about being in a relationship, but I want to be your first. Will you go out with me?"

All of that came at me too fast. I knew I liked him… Well, I didn't exactly know, but somewhere inside of me knew that he could be the one. He could be somebody that I could love. All the emptiness that was held inside of me, he could fill in that emptiness.

"Yes!" I squealed. "I will be your girlfriend!" I jumped on him and started giggling. My hair started to get a bit messy. He and I began laughing and laughing. All of a sudden, my room door opened. It was Buttercup.

"What the hell!" she screamed. Mac got up off my bed and stood up.

"It's not what it looks like!" he shouted.

"What did it look like?" I shouted too.

"It looked like you two were fucking!"

"WHAT?" I heard a yell from downstairs. Blossom came rushing into my room. "A BOY? IN YOUR ROOM? WHY I NEVER!"

"He was just about to leave! He got me these gifts and he wanted me to open them and-"

"GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE MAC! SHEESH! SHE'S JUST A BABY!" Buttercup shoved Mac out of my room.

"I AM NOT!"I retorted. "I LOVE HIM!" Blossom and Buttercup gasped. I immediately covered my mouth. Mac smiled at me and winked.

"You're lucky the Professor isn't home to see your harlot-like behavior." Blossom said walking out of my room with Buttercup and Mac.

"Harlot?" I asked myself. "I'm not a whore…" I whispered to myself.

"Bubbles is the first one to lose her virginity… That's horrible." Buttercup told Blossom after they kicked Mac out of the house. I didn't lose my virginity. We were just laughing and having fun. I walked downstairs with a scowl on my face.

"He's my boyfriend. So if I want to have some fun with my boyfriend, then so be it." I told them sternly.

"You guys can show affection in many different ways, but you are too young to be doing that type of stuff. I'm very disappointed in you." Blossom explained.

"You have no right for calling me a whore. We didn't do anything. We just had one little kiss.."

"And little kisses lead up to you know what!"

"But we didn't!"

"You don't have to lie, Bubbles." Buttercup said. I couldn't believe it. My own sisters thought I was a hoe. They thought I had SEX. I know I'm too young for that! Why out of all people would they think I did it?

"Did he put you up to it? Did he force you to do it?" Blossom asked concerned.

"No…" I whined.

"Okay." Blossom said. "Go clean yourself up."

I went up to my room and cried. I cried and cried and cried. They assumed the worst in me. They thought I did nasty things. Well, if they thought that, then maybe I should start doing that.

I called Mac up that night.

"Mac, I'm gonna come over your house."

"Is everything okay?"

"Yeah, I need to talk to you about something."

"Okay. My doors are open." And with that, I put on my most seductive clothes, and went to his house. It was a pair of black sports shorts that were tight around my butt, and a skin-tight light blue tank top with a lacey blue bra with my blue bunny slippers. I arrived at his house at around nine at night. Both his mom and his brother were asleep. I opened his front door to his apartment and closed it quietly. He was in the living room waiting for me. He was in his black boxers and blue night shirt. He motioned me to come in his room. We tip-toed in there quietly and shut his door. We both laid on his bed, me under the covers, him over them. "So what did you want to talk about?" he asked. I looked at him for a moment. I closed my eyes and threw myself on top of him. I kissed him passionately and he did the same in return.

Reality

So that's where it began. Some things went down that night that I'm not going to explain! But that's not it!

After that night, I came home a new girl. It seemed like something Mac and I did almost every weekend. But it was out of love. Blossom and Buttercup found out about this at school. Me doing the things I did with Mac spread around at school. Ever since, both of them have been treating me differently. Like it was usual for me. And I hated every second of it. I changed a little bit. I started cursing at them and being a bit rebellious. Every weekend I would tell Professor that I was hanging out with the girls, but really, I was with Mac. The girls knew, but I guess they didn't tell him since I would never get in trouble. But soon, the love between Mac and I would end. It wasn't but two to three months that Mac and I would part. His brother and him got into car accident, killing both of them.

Something in me really changed that day. It was a turn of a new Bubbles. I was gone out of the house practically every day and Blossom would be the one to keep the secrets of me 'getting around'. But every time Blossom was with me, I would take advantage of her by calling her a slut and have her watch me make out with guys because I held so much bitterness in the fact she called me a whore. And don't think I left Buttercup out. She was part of it too. The other day I just told her that Mitch Mitchelson liked her and wanted to go out on a date with her. She's so oblivious. It crushed her. And I was happy.

Yes. I, Bubbles Utonium is a bittersweet skank. And I'm proud of it.

I'm sorry... was that too horrible. I have such a potty mouth! When I was writing it, I was scared of making it into a lemon or something... My face was like.. :O

Definitely not going to change my rating for a lemon! But it's not! IS NOT a lemon.. A tasty fruit. :3 lmao.

Anyways, thanks for all of you who reviewed! Butch will definitely come and barf on you AngelKnightKaoru! :D

And don't cry just yet iamthecreator! There's still more to come! :D It may be good or it may be bad!

And I'm happy you love my story iluvninjas! :)

And thanks to becomingemo for being a regular reviewer on my stories! And sorry to those who sang Hot Potato and didn't get the story right after :3 I like my stories to bake in the oven over night so it can be cooked just right! xD

Yeah.. So like I said before. The next chapter is still in progress.

See ya then! :D