It was a normal afternoon at our little apartment except that a certain guest has come over and made everything totally not normal.
That person is Bubbles Utonium. She is probably the only person in the world that can stop my heart with one look and make it race a hundred miles with a smile.
"So what are you and Mitch doing for your science project?"
Dear Lord, have you forsaken me?
"Hey…"
Why me, what in God's name did I do to deserve this.
"Oi! Boomer!" Brick yelled as he threw a hand towel at me.
"What the FUCK?!" I shouted, the towel covered my eyes and caught me by surprise. I fell off the stool. I ripped the towel off. "What?"
"I said, what are you and Mitch doing for the science fair?" Brick grumbled as he returned to the stove.
"Uh, you know, one of those volcanoes… that uses vinegar and baking soda" I said. "We decided to do something plain and simple, yeah?"
Brick looked at me with an unamused face.
"Wow, going back to the classics, huh?" He sneered.
I stuck out my tongue at him.
"What about you and Robin?" I asked.
Brick flipped the burgers. They landed with a sizzle.
"We're making a hover craft…"
"WOW LIKE IT CAN FLOAT AND EVERYTHING!?" I said amazed, pulling myself back onto the stool.
"Relax, it's more like slightly hovering the ground, maybe by like a centimeter, it's not anything grand, like what you're thinking of. This isn't fucking Starwars or whatever…"
I started to poke at my history notes, I really need to study these…
"Hey Boomer…" Brick said, still cooking the hamburgers.
"Yeah?"
"Ask Bubbles if she's staying for dinner…"
My heart stopped.
"W-why do I have to?!" I squeaked.
"What the fuck do you mean 'Why?'" Brick said, annoyed. "Cause I fucking asked you to, now hurry up!"
I took a deep breathe.
Remember, this is casual, casual, casual, casual. All you have to do is ask her.
My head started to spin.
All I have to do is ask her…that's it!
It felt like it took a centaury to get to the dining room, even though it's literally right next to the kitchen.
"Hey there Lucky!" Her voice chimed.
I froze right outside of the dining room arch way. They didn't notice me yet.
"You look so happy!" She giggled.
"You know Lucky?" Butch asked, his voice sounded less gruff than usual.
WHAT THE FUCK WAS HE ACTUALLY BEING NICE TO SOMEONE!?
"Of course! Boomer didn't tell you how he got him?" She replied.
I felt my heartbeat increase, remembering how I accidently called Bubbles c-cu-cut-cute! Which I totally didn't mean for your information. Oh God, I'm talking to an imaginary audience, I've fucking lost it.
"He just said that his name is Lucky and that he's our dog now…"
I obviously felt the need to interject. Butch didn't need to know about that horrendous accident. I moved inside the dining room. Bubbles and Butch were sitting side by side at our tiny metal table. They were sharing earbuds, listening to what I'm assuming is Bubbles IPhone. We couldn't even dream of affording smart phones. We had the basic track phones you get at Wal-Mart. It's a navy blue flip phone that takes twenty years to text on. Bubbles had Lucky in her lap, he was licking her rosy cheeks. Butch was smiling at Bubbles, which panged my heart for some reason.
I'm totally not jealous.
Butch smiles at people…
Usually when he is about to beat the shit out of them, but I think that's beside the point.
"H-hey, Bubbles!" I said, trying to sound casual, but it ended up coming out as a squeak.
"Oh! Boomer!" She gleamed. All of her attention was on me now. My heart skipped a beat.
"What is it?" Butch asked, somewhat annoyed.
"B-Brick wants t-to know if Bubbles is st-staying for dinner." I stammered.
Remember, casual. Stuttering is not fucking casual dumbass.
"I wish I could, but Blossom told me I had to be home before five." She smiled.
That smile could bring a dead flower back to life.
Wait!
How would a casual person respond to that?
"O-oh…" I trailed.
"Sounds like someone's disappointed." Butch said with a smirk.
My stomach dropped. I looked at Butch with utter embarrassment. I basically choked on my own breathe. I couldn't say a fucking word. I just stared at Butch.
WAS IT NOT CASUAL ENOUGH?!
"Hey Boomer! I told you to pick up the damn fort already!" Brick screamed from the kitchen.
That brought me back. I instantly turned around.
"O-OKAY!" I screeched as I ran out of the dining room. My face was burning.
STAY FUCKING CASUAL DAMMIT!
"So what did she say?" Brick asked me, now focused on chopping the tomatoes and pickles.
"Huh?" I absent mindedly asked. Picking up the pillows and throwing them towards the living room door.
"I said, what did she say?" Brick said with a stern tone.
"Who?" I asked as I put the stool back towards our island.
"Bubbles!" Brick exclaimed.
"Oh, she said that she had to be home by five…" I trailed off.
Brick started to slice up some apples as a side.
"Isn't it 4:59?"
I looked up towards the clock.
Yep, 4:59 with 30 seconds left.
We waited a few seconds before there was buzz signaling someone wanted to get into our apartment.
I looked over towards Brick. He nodded to me to go check it out.
I looked into the monitor, and was taken aback. Blossom and Buttercup were standing there with their arms crossed, looking particularly peeved.
"It's Blossom and Buttercup…" I said. "Should I ring them in?"
I looked over towards Brick. He held his forehead in his hand and sighed.
"Fuck, I do not have the patience for this...yeah let them in."
I pressed the button to buzz them in. I felt anxious.
Suddenly I felt something pelt the back of my head.
"Clean up your damn fort already!" Brick seethed as he started to take off his apron.
"Where are you going?" I asked as he started to walk towards the dining room.
"I'm guessing those stupid girls are here to make sure Bubbles gets home on time…" He groaned.
I quickly picked up all the blankets and pillows and threw them in the closet. Brick probably doesn't want Blossom to think he's lesser because he doesn't live in a clean house. Brick is weird like that.
As I finished putting the last of the fort remains away I heard a knock at the door. We live on the 7th floor of our apartment building, so it took them a while to get up here.
I opened the door to reveal a very annoyed Blossom and a very pissy looking Buttercup.
"Where is our sister?" Buttercup spat.
I just glared at her.
"Brick is getting her right now." I grumbled. Why the fuck are they acting so annoyed. It's their sister that had to invade my private abode. I looked down, trying to focus on something else.
"What are you doing idiot?" I heard Brick from behind. "Remember your fucking manners dipshit."
Brick lightly slapped the back of my head and grabbed my shoulder.
"Would you ladies like to come in?" Brick asked, pretty reluctant I must add.
Buttercup glared at Brick.
"Why the fuck would we come in here? For all we know this could be a stupid trap." Buttercup retorted. "Now where the fuck is our sister?"
Brick rolled his eyes and pulled me back with him.
"Don't worry, she's coming…" He said as he went back to the kitchen.
Right at that moment Bubbles came walking from the dining room with Lucky and Butch in tow. She was talking to Butch about something. Butch still had that stupid smile on his face as they continued to talk.
Why is Butch smiling? All they're doing is talking about dumb science stuff. Right?
"Bubbles?" I heard Blossom call out.
"Hi guys!" Bubbles gleamed as she ran towards them. "Why'd you guys come here?"
"I told you to be home by five." Blossom began to lecture.
Bubbles blew a raspberry to Blossom.
"Who cares if I'm late? Ugh you're such a drag Blossom." Bubbles sighed. "It's literally five right now, everyone knows you give a 15 minute grace period!"
Blossom started to turn red with frustration at Bubble's whining.
"Well excuse us for worrying about your safety!" She yelled.
"Chill Bowhead." Brick said coolly. "There hasn't been a Puff and Ruff fight since 3rd grade."
Blossom glared up at Brick.
"And might I ask, why have you boys been quiet lately?" She huffed. "Seems pretty suspicious to me."
"Why does this concern you, isn't this good for you Puffs?" Butch joined.
"It concerns us because you guys have been a threat to this city the minute you were born." Blossom continued, she shot venomously glares towards Butch and Brick.
You could cut the tension in the air with a fucking knife. Everyone was waiting for the other person to make a move. Luckily, Bubbles jumped in front of Blossom.
"Hey! I'm fine okay!" Bubbles tried to convince her. She obviously wanted to cool down the situation.
"We're trying to lay low, okay?" Brick said with a glare. "Just fucking leave it at that."
I cringed at Brick's last remark. We couldn't risk anything, for all we know, the Puffs would use Him to finally get rid of us…
I saw Bubbles look up at me in the corner of my eye. I looked over towards her. She looked at me with utter concern. She could tell that there was something wrong. I averted my eyes, hoping that she wouldn't let her sister's press on any further.
"Let's go!" Bubbles smiled towards Blossom, trying to ease the situation. "Professor is probably waiting for us!"
Blossom gave Brick another glare before grabbing Bubbles hand, pulling her out the door. Bubbles gave us a huge smile and waved goodbye.
"I'll text you later Butch and thanks for having me over!" She shouted as Blossom dragged her towards the elevator.
"M'kay!" Butch shouted back.
"Don't mention it!" Brick called back.
Brick stepped out and watched them get into the elevator.
"Damn Puffs…" Brick murmured to himself. He walked back in and headed towards the kitchen. "Dinners done…"
I looked towards Butch, he still had a smile on his face.
What the hell were they talking about…
It's not like I'm jealous or anything, but you know.
Butch doesn't usually smile, like, ever.
I'm totally not jealous.
Like, wow, how can I be less not jealous?
I can't.
…
Totally.
Not.
Jealous.
…
Don't give me that look.
"Boomer, make sure you feed Lucky before we go to bed!" Brick called, from atop the stairs.
"Yeah yeah yeah!" I replied.
I went down to where Lucky food bowl was and took dry food out of the cupboard. Lucky came storming in the second he heard the rattling of his bargain brand kibble and bits.
"Who's a good boy, Lucky?!" I asked him.
He wiggled is tail in excitement as I began to poor his food.
"YOU ARE!" I squealed as he jumped onto my knee and started to lick my face. As if he was thanking me for feeding him. I giggled and started to pet his head. Then I noticed something.
"How did you get a collar…" I let Lucky down to eat his Kibble. As he was feasting I lightly took off his collar.
"It has your license on it…" I said, confused.
I could've sworn that I ran out of the Shelter without his license…
There was a little note taped to the back of his license.
I took it off and began to unfold it.
Dearest Boomer,
You accidentally left this at the shelter dummy~
Anyways, I'm so happy to see Lucky has a loving home
Love, Bubbles
Xoxo
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WHAT DOES SHE MEAN BY LOVE?!
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