Hello, sorry I haven't been able to update as much ...um i haven't really been in arms grasp of the internet but hopefully that changes by Thursday... Anways , just a little treat of appreciation for waiting so long, enjoy.
Blossom, Buttercup, and Bubbles stood at the center of the woods, the autumn trees brushed and swayed as the wind's demand. Its pitched whistle sending chills throughout the girls' bodies. They covered their eyes, the wind's suddenly excelling in strength. It seemed to be pushing them in a certain direction. Blossom grab a hold of her sisters hands and quicklyi sped off in the indicated direction. Their bare feet ached under the incrediably uncomfortable weeds and falling leaves, the moist soil pressed itself into the nails. They had no idea where they were or where they were going but they felt the need to follow the breeze of the nearly fallen day. Bubbles let out a small gasp feeling herself connect with the dirt floor, Buttercup stopped and quickly helped her baby sister up to her feet. The three of them held onto eachother, pushing through the impeccable force.
They paused in their tracks when the air then embraced in silence. By now their entire apeal had been tainted, their hair were in several knots, leaves buried themseleves in their entangled locks, their nightgowns were filthy, while their exposed legs and arms were inflicted with soft scratches and brushed with the dark brown dirt.
Their eyes searched the scene around them, confused, it was completely and utterly silent...perhaps they, no.
With wide eyes they gazed at the figure before them...
the women's back was turned, all the girls could make out was the mysterious women's long luxious blonde golden hair that escalated down her back into small little trinkets. Blossom was the first to dare, and approached the women. She felt a lump in her throat and her hand shook as she approached the figure slow and paced, as if she was hoping not to scare her off. As soon as Blossom's hand reached her shoulder the women turned around. The girls' eyes widened ever more so as they connected with light green ones.
Instantly the girls screamed at the sight of their mother's dead corpse.
John stood up from his bed and ran out into the hall, hearing bangs coming from his daughters' bedroom. He barged into their room and attempted to calm them down. "ROBERTA!" "ROBERTA!" He called out to their home nurse. Roberta quickly exited her room across the hall and ran to aid John and the girls who were still trashing around feantically. "Get the bag from my bedroom! HURRY!" John yelled out.
Roberta nodded and did as she was told. John felt himself worry, he needed to calm the girls down before they were heard from the nearby homes. Roberta returned and quickly unfolded the small pouch that contained sedatives. John and Roberta looked at each other with uncertainty, they were all out of sleeping tablets. As of no option John nodded his hand and held down the girls one by one as the nurse prepared and injected the needles.
John pulled away in relief at the sight of his daughters completely sedated and calmly asleep. "Its early Mr. Utonium, I'll prepare some coffee." Roberta suggested. John nodded and walked out following the nurse, he looked back one last time and frowned. It was happening again...
Boomer sighed and looked down at his watch as he continued to wait for Bubbles at the art class door. He hasn't seen her all day, and his brothers were also beginning to worry for Blossom and Buttercup. "Boomer, sweetie class is about to begin, why dont you take your seat." Ms. Appleton said nicely. Boomer smiled smally and nodded, pushing himself away from the door frame and walking inside as the door closed and the tardy bell rang.
"Alright class today well be illustrating a classic poem, you'll each get a single sheet poem of the genre of your liking and will have th entire class period to put it in a meaningful oil portrait. Your mentor Boomer is at the back table with the poem handouts, and if you need any tips, please don't hesitate to ask me or your mentor."
Boomer smiled awkwardly as everyone looked at him at the teacher's mention. Most of the girls squealed to themselves while the guys fist pumped each other believing "Boomer the chill senior" will let them off easy.
"Alright every, go ahead and get your poems."
As soon as Boomer assigned everyone a poem, he pulled out his phone and sighed dissapointly , womdering why Bubbles had yet to message him. He understood that their relationship was still unofficial but thats just something he didn't want to rush into. He could tell that Bubbles was new to the whole dating world and didnt want her to feel pressured into something she doesn't understand completely. Suddenly the images of what had happened during their last encounter floated back into his mind. He brought his fingers to the tip of his mouth, a small smirked played itself onto his mouth.
'What are you doing to me Bubbles?...' He thought
Earlier That Day:
Buttercup placed her eye over the lens and smiled as she took about 3 photographs of the blue jay bird that made its appearance everyday on the railing of their bedroom porch. For the past 3 months Buttercup managed to capture its movements onto film. Her camera was old but worked fine. Besides she didn't have to pay to get them out, the camera came with its own squared film that just took a moment to reveal the taken shot.
"Buttercup honey, its time to take you medicine." Roberta informed placing a rather large tray down on the bedroom dresser. Buttercup stood up from her place on the floor and sat her camera down. She examined all the pill bottles she owned just herself she counted 10 in total, but of course she didn't take all of them all at once, she took three in the morning, three in the eveing, three at night, and occasionlly took one simple vitamin once a week.
"Okay now this one is sorta big so be careful." Roberta said handing Buttercup a new pill, that she has never seen and it was indeed big. About the size of a nikle and very thick.
The mute raven shook her hand and used her hands to say.
"Its to big for me, can you dissovle it please?'
Roberta smiled and nodded, understanding.
Once she finished taking her daily medicine Buttercuo wondered around her house and stopped once she found her sisters in the upstairs attic. Blossom and Bubbles looked startled at first but relaxed to see it was only Buttercup. Curious Buttercup came in and took a seat beside them. She noticed they were surounding a pile of movies.
"What are these?"
(A/N they are using sign language)
"Films we found in Roberta's room, we wanted to watch them on papa's old TV" Blossom replied
"What are they about?" Buttercup asked picking up one of the movies
"About love I suppose, did you know boys and girls can make each other feel happy?"
Buttercup was confused about what Bubbles had mentioned. What did she mean they can make each other feel happy? Was the question Buttercup thought.
"Happy?" Buttercup responded.
Bubbles nodded, "yes, they make each other happy with what they call 'making love' but I believe thats only with the person you truly love."
(A/N NO THEY DONT HAVE PRON. ITS ACTUAL MOVIES, THAT HAPPEN TO HAVE LOVE SCENES)
Buttercup has heard of intercourse but never understood it. She looked at Blossom who was reading over the summary of one film. She tapped her shoulder and asked, "Are you okay with this?"
Blossom shrugged and replied with, "Its a familiar concept but...I never got to study into it. I know that half the girls at our school know about it, so why shiuldn't we?"
Once it was decided the girls each chose a film and voted on which to watch out of the three. They eventually decided to watch an old classic "Titanic".
Bubbles expectedly felt herself captivated at the scene of the portrait that dear charming Jack was doing for his love Rose.
'Boomer is an exceptinal artist, does he ever draw girls like that? Would he?' She thought. A tint of red appeared on Bubbles cheeks. For some reason she pictured her and Boomer in Rose and Jack's place.
Blossom and Buttercup eyed their baby sister oddly as she suddenly clentched her pillow close to here chest and tightened her legs close together. Buttercup adored how rebellious Jack and Rose where, proving nobody could stand in their way. She occasionally laughed at their outrages dancing and mischievous escapes from that one old fellow, who worked for the man that her and her sisters nicknamed, "Lord Butt Face"
By the time the love scene came along the girls had their attention glued to the screen.
"Put your hands on me Jack."
After that short scene the girls finally looked away from the screen and blinked their eyes. They questioned the previous scene in their minds for a moment before forcing their eyes back to the tiny screen.
Once the movie concluded tears dwelled in their eyes, they fanned themselves, looked at each other and blushed, feeling like normal teenage girls for the first time in their lives. But at the end of the day each ot them thought of three brothers, who are at school.
Brick smirked at Butch's exhausted groan. They both currently sat at the school loung, Butch asked Brick to help him out with his debate assignment. Now Butch wasn't usually the kind to take on that kind of extra prssure but his father suggested it for extra college credit. "Geesh, I don't understand why you became captain of the debate team Brick, its so much more complicated then expected."
"First of all, I was elected and second, your good but have to focus. Now come on, in "Lamb of The Slaughter" in your opinion, do you think Mary Malonie should have resaulted in;
A: First-degree murder
B: Second-degree murder
C: Voluntary manslaughter
or
D: Involuntary manslaughter?"
Butch sighed and grinned, "Easy, first degree, sure I understand she was bummed and a bit uncomprehendable but she wasn't insane, just fragile. And dude what is going on between you and Brook?"
Brick didn't bother looking up from the debate work but shook his head. "Nothing why?" Butch looked ahead to where Brook and Emily Ross were currently sitting and staring right at the two brothers.
"They have been staring at us for the past 20 minutes, its kinda freaking me out."
Brick couldnt help but laugh, he looked up and saw that his brother was indeed correct. Brook and her friend had their gaze on the two Jojo's. "Maybe she or her friend have a thing for you Butchy."
Butch averted his eyes away from the girls not wanted them to get the wrong idea. "Nah, I think Brook is the main protagonist in this debate, shes aways at least 10 yards away from you."
Brick sighed and tore his eyes away from the paper in hand to look at Butch. "Even if she did see me that way, the feeling isnt't mutual, I kinda already have someone that I'm hoping to get to know. Now lets pack up, Boomer said to meet him by the side gate before the dismissal bell."
Sorry its a bit short, I'll try updating tomorrow
