A/N: Oh my, oh my oh my oh my. I bet you all thought that I was gonna leave you hanging for the entire weekend! I bet some of you thought that was the end!
To that, I say "nay"! Of course not! I promised that I would update on the weekends, didn't I? I bet some of you non-believing nuggets thought I wouldn't stay true to that promise! Plus, when I write a story, there is always a little drama guaranteed. And things are about to get very interesting!
But before we continue, I'd just like to put one thing out there: This story has gotten over 1000 hits, but only has 23 comments (and the 23rd was added almost a full week ago!)! So to those who make it this far in the story-is it truly that hard to press one little button and type five words: "Nice story please update soon"? I'm begging you, my little nuggets, to comment.
No pressure, of course :)
Disclaimer: I don't own the PPGs, the RRBs, BRB, OMG, GTG...oh, sorry. I have ADD. (Nice rhyming, FantasticT!)
One of the best parts of going out with Butch was that I got to see my sisters again. Normally, Blossom and Bubbles were out on dates with the blue and red Rowdyruffs, and I was found alone in my room watching Fresh Prince of Bel Air reruns. And of course, when Blossom and Bubbles were at home, I had softball or soccer practice. But now that Butch and I were together, we went on triple dates with the guys and always got a chance to be around each other. I got to be with all the people I cared about almost all the time, which made me feel purely wonderful.
One night, we came striding through the front door after an amazing day at the beach with the boys. We automatically collapsed onto the couch, exhausted. Blossom and Bubbles squeezed in on one side, and I laid down on the other. We all sighed and stretched our legs.
"Best," started Blossom.
"Day," added Bubbles
"Ever," I finished, a grin spreading across my face. Blossom and Bubbles smiled back at me.
"You know, BC, I'm really glad that you're so happy." Blossom mentioned, stretching her arms.
"Whaddaya mean?"
"Well, ever since you started dating Butch, you, like, smile and laugh a lot more," she said. "It's really a nice change."
"Plus, we get along wayyyy better now!" Bubbles pointed out, sitting up in her seat and bringing her knees up to her chin.
I looked at my sisters curiously. "Really?"
"Yeah!" they agreed.
I stared at Blossom and Bubbles, thinking. I guess I had been happier, better, even brighter. Being with Butch just made me that way. Everything about his personality made me feel...good.
"Yeah, I guess I have been feeling pretty great lately."
The room went silent for a moment. Blossom frowned. "You know, what, girls? Ever since we all started going out with the boys-"
"-we haven't spent any time together!" Bubbles finished Blossom's sentence for her.
"Yes we have," I said, getting up from the couch. "We go on triple dates with the guys all...the..." I thought about it.
"Exactly," Blossom said, brushing her hair back behind her ear.
"We see each other a lot, but we never have any girl time together," Bubbles smiled sadly.
She had a point. We really didn't have any time together with just us Powerpuffs. I had no idea how much my sisters missed me-or how much I actually missed them. "Well, maybe tomorrow we could spend some time together?"
"We could go to lunch and a movie or something," Blossom suggested.
"That sounds great, guys," I said, making my way up the stairs. I stopped at the top of the steps. "But just know that we are not getting up any earlier than one-thirty."
Blossom and Bubbles laughed. "Good night, Buttercup!" they yelled simultaneously.
I yelled good night back to them and headed to my room for a good night's sleep.
Little did I know it would be my last for a long time.
••••••••••
The day things went wrong was the same day my sisters and I decided to spend time together.
We got up to enjoy a nice lunch at Olive Garden. The whole experience of just sitting and hanging out with them made me realize just how much I missed them. It had been months since we all got to sit down and have an actual conversation with each other without Butch getting too hungry and stealing somebody's plate, Blossom and Brick arguing over the difference between elements and compounds, Bubbles and Boomer cuddling at the table, and me sitting there with an annoyed expression on my face.
After we finished our meal, we headed off to the movies. We decided to see a horror movie (well, more I had the money and decided for us) and bought some popcorn before making our way into the movie. We shuffled passed everyone in the crowded theater and sat down in the only empty seats, right in the middle of the aisle. The previews began to play and Bubbles sighed with contentment.
"Now this has been a super day," she said. Blossom nodded in agreement and I stuffed my face with popcorn.
The opening titles began to roll.
About halfway through the movie, somebody's phone behind us rang for about four minutes before he picked it up. "Hello? Ahh, hey man!" he said, not even having the decency to whisper.
I rolled my eyes and sunk down in my seat, trying to ignore him. "Nah, I'm not doin' nothin'! What's up?" He had a Jersey accent. I hated Jersey accents.
In the movie, the main character was speaking to the ghost girl, who he was falling in love with. You could tell that he was about to say something important. For a moment, I was even distracted because If the Moon Fell Down was playing on the screen, and it reminded me of the night that my life got better. The moment didn't last long though, because just as the ghost on screen opened her mouth-
"HAHAHAHAHAHA! Are you serious? That's cra—"
I jumped up from my chair, losing my temper. "You wanna know why they have that 'Turn off your cell phones' warning at the beginning of the movie? So that idiots like you will SHUT THE HECK UP! We're trying to watch a freakin' movie here, ya—"
I stopped yelling mid-sentence, ignoring the glares I was getting from everyone around me.
Behind the cowering man I was yelling at, behind four college kids, behind a large man stuffing his mouth with candy, sitting eight rows away, there was a couple kissing.
One of the people was Princess Morbucks. No surprise there.
The second person was a boy with long, black hair, a familiar green shirt, and unmistakable green eyes.
The second person was my life.
The second person was Butch.
And that was the moment that my life took a turn for the worst.
