CRASH!
"You idiot!"
So much for waking up peacefully. Honestly why is it that boys are so much more rambunctious then girls. Super boys at that too. Buttercup, Bubbles and I never crashed into things at home as much as these three do. We were so much more controlled. I guess its just part of their nature. I rolled over on my bed to look at my clock to see it was a little after 9:30. What time did these guys wake up? After hearing profanities and another bang I thought it would be best to just go downstairs and break up whatever fight was going on.
"This was my favorite shirt!"
"Oh shut up. Quit being such a girl."
"Who are you kidding. If I ripped one of your shirts you'd be blasting me all the way to Tibet!"
"He's got a point there." Butch just glared at his crimson brother and his casual demeanor. I stood at the top of the stairs just watching them. Obviously from what I have gathered, Boomer and Butch were rough housing when Butch knocked down Boomer in a way that caused his shirt to rip right down the middle. How? I have no idea. Maybe he shoved him while holding onto his shirt and forgot to let go.
"Do you guys always have to be so loud in the morning." I called out while trying to rub the tired out of my eyes.
"Way to go guys. You woke up sleeping ugly over here." I just glared at Brick who chuckled back to me.
"Eh sorry Blossy." Butch actually looked sorry.
"Sorry.." Boomer simply muttered while looking at the ground. When I came downstairs I could see that he had a very dark look on his face. I saw his blue t-shirt had a gritty baseball in the middle and words saying 'live to play the game'. It had a big rip going down the middle stopping halfway just above his belly button.
"Boomer quit pouting. Its just a shirt." Butch crossed his arms and just stared at Boomer.
"You don't really have many shirts." I said to Boomer then turning to his brothers, "None of you do."
" I guess clothes just aren't much of a necessity." Brick shrugged.
"What about when you ran out of clothes before you got the chance to do laundry?"
"Laundry wasn't a big issue most of the time." Butch waved his hand by his nose so I could understand what he was getting at. Ew.
"You guys need more clothes." I said while Boomer took off his shirt and just stared at it for a bit.
"Alright we'll shoot over to the mall. Go in, then get out."
"Do you guys have any money?"
"Who needs money?" smiled Butch.
"Your not stealing." I was not going to let them just shoot in and steal clothes. They may be my roommates the Rowdyruffs but I'm still a Powerpuff and I'm not going to simply let them commit crimes.
"Why not? I mean who cares about a few missing clothes?" Brick said looking like he could care less about stealing the clothes. Why was stealing such a casual topic for them. I mean back when I was five I stole a golf club set for the Professor for father's day. At first I was glad I could make him happy but then later the guilt was too much to bear. Maybe the art for stealing is something you have to be born with.
"Okay after we all eat some breakfast then we'll fly over and buy new clothes. No. Stealing!"
They shrugged and we all went into the kitchen and grabbed ourselves something to eat. I grabbed a ham and cheese hotpocket, Boomer had cereal, Butch; a breakfast burrito, and Brick made himself scrambled eggs. I changed out of my pajamas into a light pink and white striped tank top with three big flowers on the left strap. I looked around my room, through some of Bubble's old things. She loved shopping and had tons of gift cards for any/every store that sold clothes. After I found her eighteen gift cards I looked through Buttercup's things to find a small shoebox that held onto some money. She thought I didn't know about it, but it did. There were so many times when I snuck into her room and took a few dollars out of it. I was a bit surprised at how much money was actually in it. $382! I took the money and put it in my purse. Not to sound heart less, but she won't be using it. Unfortunately.
I met up with the boys to see them all changed and we took to the sky the instant we stepped outside. It felt so weird. Usually I would have been flying away from them or flying after them, now here I am flying with them. I took the moment to observe how they all fly. I discretely glance over to Boomer who was looking at everything around him; the ground, some birds flying nearby, a large cloud above our heads. He's so easily distracted. I looked over towards Butch who had this big excited grin on his face. With how anxious he looked I thought he was about to shoot in front of us or do flips in the clouds. Its obvious he gets very excited when using his powers. Then there was Brick. He flew a little ahead of us all, with a confident smirk on his face. Can't he ever just smile? Not smirk. I giggled when I saw he had to hold onto his hat to keep it from flying away.
Finally we landed in front of the mall and walked in through the entrance. The boys wanted to smash through the ceiling but I convinced them otherwise. I took a look at the gift cards Bubble's had and the most popular was for Hollister so I walked over to that store while the boys followed close behind. I could already smell Hollister from about three stores down.
"Are you kidding me." I turned around to see that the boys had stopped and Brick was looking at the store in disgust.
"What? What's the problem?"
"We're going to Hollister?" Butch asked exasperated while crossing his arms over his chest.
"Yeah, got a problem with it?" The boys just rolled their eyes.
"Whatever. I have the money and the gift cards. Bubbles mostly has Hollister so we're going in. Some of them expire soon so I'd rather not let them go to waste. So you can either come along or wait outside while I pick out clothes for you. And who knows how good I'll be at picking guys clothes." I raised my eyebrow expectantly until Boomer shrugged his shoulders and started walking with me to the store. I looked over my shoulder to see Butch swing his head back showing he'd given in and he started to follow. I looked Brick straight in the eye. I raised both my eyebrows in a way to silently ask him
'Well?' He got the message and shoved his hands into his pockets before stalking his way over to Hollister. I really love the way the store is set up. Just one big cabana. Plus the clothes are really nice. However, considering I just recently got a huge collection of new clothes I don't really need anything. I actually looked at all the clothes, but the boys barely even glanced at them. They just went wherever I went. The only one trying to put any interest into it was Boomer, which I could understand. It seemed like a Boomer kind if store. If that makes any sense. I worked with Boomer to help him find some clothes. I'd hold up some shirts to him, place them in front of his torso to see if it looked big enough then send him away to try them on. We picked out three plaid shirts, two polos, a gray hoodie, and three pairs of jeans. He wanted to get nothing but blue but I talked him into getting one gold and brown plaid shirt and a white polo. While he was trying clothes on I tried to deal with his brothers. Butch made a few attempts to help me pick out his clothes but he'd make it difficult by dancing while I held it up next to him or taking it out of my hand and pretending to be a model on the runway. With how much he "sashayed" it was nearly impossible to actually see it on him. I gave him two plaid shirts, one green and blue, one red and blue, two t-shirts, and three pairs of jeans and sent him on his way to try them on. Boomer came out wearing one of his plaid shirts claiming it was defective, but I saw he just buttoned it wrong. He made me re-button his shirt for him. When he went back in Butch came out holding onto a pair of jeans making it looks like he was part of a weight loss commercial. He had to hold onto the to keep them from falling to his ankles. It wasn't my fault they were too big. He's the one that told me the size. When Butch went back to the changing room I decided it was time to work with Brick, but I couldn't find him. I had to walk all over the store until I found him sitting in one of the lounge chairs, looking bored out of his mind.
"You know, maybe if you actually look at some of the clothes, you might be less bored." I said leaning against the side of the chair crossing my arms.
"This isn't really my kind of store." he said giving a bad attitude.
"It can be if you explore."
"Pass." Now he's getting on my nerves. At least his brothers tried.
"Fine! I'll just drag you along!" I grabbed his arm and hoisted him out of the armchair and pulled him over towards the shelves and racks.
"What the hell?" he yelled obviously annoyed.
"You're getting new clothes whether you like it or not. If you're not going to pick them then I have to. I just need you to see if it'll look good." He grumbled something incoherent, even for my super hearing.
While I looked through the clothes he just leaned against the wall and stared into space. He'd glance over from time to time. Some when I was showing him shirts, other times when I wasn't. He'd just look over for no reason. At one point I found a yellow shirt with bold black stripes and thought it might look good on Butch.
"Wait here for a sec." Brick glanced over and gave a nod before I walked over to the changing rooms.
"Damn buttons!"
"You gotta be kidding me." I sighed. Please don't tell me he's having the same issue Boomer had.
"Blossy? That you?"
"Yep. I came over to give you another shirt I thought you might like."
"Ah! More clothes!" he moaned. "I'm having problems with this one shirt and you think I can handle more?"
"Ugh. Come here." when he came out it amazed me how awfully he tried to button the plaid shirt. The top button was in the middle whole and the bottom was three holes off from where it should have been. He didn't even bother with the rest.
"You're kidding right?" I went to fix the buttons on his shirt while he shrugged.
"Maybe its a little exaggerated. But I was havin' problems with it."
"They're just buttons!"
"Why do you think we wear nothing but t-shirts?"
"Whatever." I shoved the new shirt in his face while he laughed and sent him back into the changing room. I was a little surprised when I got back to Brick. He was actually looking through the clothes and picking some out! He was holding a gray polo in his hand now with white pinstripes.
"You'd look good in that." I gave him a reassuring smile. He looked over at me then looked away a bit bashful. Looking through the hoodies I saw a maroon one I thought he would look good in as well.
"Glad your finally giving shopping a chance." His response was jokingly sticking his tongue out at me. "Hey, your brothers gave it a chance and they're not acting so miserable." As if on cue Boomer and Butch started walking over. Boomer in his regular clothes, Butch in something else completely
"Blossy, darling! What do you think? I'm just not sure if this is my color? And what do you think of the hat, too much?" Butch was giving his best French accent. Some how he managed to find and throw on a pair of khakis, a light pink classic shirt, a black sweater with three big buttons that stop halfway, a pair of woman's sunglasses, a girl belt with three white, pink, and blue flowers on it, a long white scarf and a fedora.
"And you want me to act like that." Brick nodded over to his very enthusiastic brother.
"You really are a dork. You know that right?" I laughed walking over to the green ruff, to which he struck a pose, only to prove my point. "Where did you even find some of this stuff!" We all just laughed as Butch strutted back to the changing room, doing a few turns here and there.
"How many times have you two hit him in the head?" I asked the two ruffs with me now jokingly.
"Evidently, not enough." Brick said still looking towards where Butch once was.
While we waited for Butch to return we went back to looking for clothes for Brick, with the additional help of Boomer this time. We managed to find Brick one hoodie, two polos, a t-shirt, and two pairs of jeans. When he went to the changing room Butch came out still wearing the sun glasses and walked over to us acting like a total diva.
"Boomer darling, could you be so kind as to hold onto these?" Butch threw his clothes at his brother and he was barely able to catch them all. "It's so hard to find good help these days." he whispered to me. Boomer shoved the clothes back into Butch's arms while we all laughed.
Brick tried on the clothes a lot faster than the other two and said they fit fine. We went over to pay and when everything was scanned we saw the total cost for everything was $269.37! Hollister is a nice store, but they can be pretty expensive. Thanks to Bubbles's nine gift cards though, that number was reduced to a little more reasonable $138.25. It's amazing how much money Bubbles had on these cards. We walked for a bit so I could look at the other cards to decide what store to go in next. There were three Hot Topic cards, and that store wasn't to far from Hollister so we decided to go there. The boys didn't put up any fight to going in there. They were looking through the t-shirts with ease. Butch instantly went to this one black shirt that said "SWAG" going down it. Some of the clothes were a bit expensive here too and I didn't want to spend too much actual money when we still had a lot of gift cards, so I told them to get at least one shirt each. Butch chose his swag shirt, Brick picked out a red shirt that had "License to Chill" on it, Boomer a purple t-shirt that said "Young & Reckless is a Cult". Thanks to the three giftcards we managed to pay for all three with a little credit left to spare. There were two Pacsun cards so we headed over there next. Deciding they had enough shirts for now we looked mostly at the pants, getting two pairs for each of them. With the cards we had to pay an additional $53 in cash. Considering all the clothes belonged to the boys I was able to get them to carry all the bags. I small detail I couldn't help but smirk to. The rest of Bubbles cards were for stores like Claires, Ulta, and Forever 21. Not exactly guy stores.
"Looks like we're just using money now." I pointed out to the boys.
"Why?" Boomer asked walking up next to me.
"Well unless you wanna buy some earrings at Claires I kinda doubt you want to use any of these cards." Boomer stuck his tongue out. That was a no.
"How much money do we still have?" Butch questioned, walking behind me along with Brick. I took the money out of my purse to count. Unfortunately, since I was distracted by math I didn't notice the three brothers look at each other giving some silent signal. Boomer snatched the money out of my hand and shot over to his brothers.
"Hey!" They floated up into the air and divided the money amongst each other. Before I could even fly two inches into the air they were already off; all three going in different directions. Butch flew over me and dropped $20 dollars down to me while yelling:
"Buy yourself something nice!" They were gone in seconds and I was left standing in the middle of the mall with a bunch of people staring at me in awe, confusion, and worry.
"Fantastic." sarcasm oozing out my mouth. Some people continued to stare and I had to usher them away. No point finding the boys. They can handle themselves and they will turn up eventually. Right now though, I'm hungry. I flew my way over to the food court and grabbed a Chicken Caesar salad from Salad Works. All in vein though because I heard a woman scream from somewhere in the mall. Sigh, the work of a super girl has no end. I shot through the mall quickly scanning over the area for anything criminal when I saw them standing by the fountain in the center of the mall.
"Stop right there Gangreen Gang!" The Gangreen Gang was currently harassing a woman and going through her purse.
"Blossom, Blossom, Blossom. How've ya' been?" Ace said calmly. He's barely changed over the past ten years. His hair is a little shorter and he is a little more built.
"Give back the purse and leave her alone, Ace." I commanded, putting my hands on my hips as a way to assert my authority.
"What? Dis thing? We was just holdin' it for her."
"Yeah right. Just give it back, before I make you." I bent down into a fighting position with my fists up close to my face.
"Whoa now. Givin' threats, are we? Ain't dat kinda Buttercup's thing?"
"Yessss. For ssssssure. But the puffsssss ssssssolo nowssss." Snake hissed while coming up behind Ace.
"You talk like it takes all three of us to kick your sorry butts." I mocked them. This earned a stern glare from the Gangreen leader.
"Yeah well five on one don't sound too fair now does it? Right Snake?"
"Yessss not fairssss at all."
"What 'bout you lil' Arturo?" He asked motioning to the midget on his left
"Nope, nope. Not fair."
"Big Billy?" To the cyclops behind him.
"Daaahhhh, no."
"Grubber?"
"Ppfffttt, ppfft pppfffftt ppftt pppppppffffttttt."
"Yeah I thought so. Well Bloss it seems like we gots a bit of an advantage. So maybe you should treat us wit' a bit more respect," He flipped out a knife from his back pocket "before someone gets hurt." To this the rest of the gang members flipped out knives of their own.
"Didn't your mother ever tell you not to play with knives?" I crossed my arms.
"Yeah," he shrugged "But she never said anyting bout dis." He pulled out a vile with a black liquid inside.
"What's that?"
"Antidote X!" He took the cap of the vile looking at me malevolently. This is when I took a step back. If even the smallest molecule of a drop fell on me, I would loose my powers. Whether it depended on size, I didn't know. But I was definitely not in a good situation to find out. What I couldn't wrap my head around was why and how did the Gangreen Gang manage to get their hands on some? They were never the brightest or the strongest and honestly I didn't even think they knew about the antidote. Something is very wrong here and I can't find an answer.
"Awe. Wassa matta?" Ace asked in a mocking tone.
"The puff not tough no more." Arturo pointed at me jumping around excited. The gang started to walk their way closer to me, Ace bringing his knife closer and closer to my head along with the the Antidote X. Suddenly the blade started to glow red and Ace let out a scream of pain and dropped both the knife and the vile to the ground. The vile smashed and I shot into the air before a drop could splatter on me.
"She may not, but I'm still feeling a little ruff." Brick was standing ten feet back with a bag in his right hand, his arms crossed, and a very intimidating glare on his face. In a pink streak I flew over to Brick and stood next to him. My eyes constantly shifting from him to the gang in front of his.
"You? What are you doing here?" Ace yelled while holding his burnt hand.
"Picking up a few things. What else?" Brick looked so casual, but also really mad. The last time I saw him this angry was when we fought years ago. Right now I'm happy he's on my side.
"Daaahh, you hurt Ace! Billy hurt you!" Big Billy started to charge at us at his top speed; which frankly isn't all that fast. I went into a fighting stance, ready to punch him when I had to, until Brick put his arm in front of me. I stood upright and watched as he took two steps forward and anticipated Billy's attack. Once Billy came right in front of him, Brick grabbed Billy's right arm and and flew up into the air flipped giant and sent him hurling into the ground, causing a large crater into the linoleum floor. In and instant Butch was standing next to me after running at super speed.
"What'd I miss?" He looked back and forth surveying the area.
"The Gangreen Gang tried to jump me when Brick came in and burnt Ace's hand and smashed Billy to the floor."
"I miss all the fun!" Butch stomped his foot on the ground and shook the four shopping bags in his hand. "Maybe at least one of them can give me a bit of a good fight." He set his bags down next to me and left them in my watch as he walked up to the remaining four members. "Any of you wanna take me on?" Butch asked them with a lopsided grin and his hands out in a 'bring-it-on' matter.
Grubber all of a sudden came running out with his hand above his head and his tongue flailing about all over the place. Spit raining everywhere. Grubber looked like some psychotic maniac on a rampage, but it did nothing to dampen Butch's confidence. With one punch to the gut the green man was already utterly helpless leaving the Ruff to do as he wished. He took this as the opportunity to lift Grubber above his head and spin him around so fast he looked like a green blur. Boomer then floated down next to me.
"Brick and Boomer are fighting the Gangreen Gang, you want to join in?" The blue Ruff and I looked at each of his brothers as they fought their opponents. Brick fought Billy while still holding all his bags on his wrists, and Butch laughed maniacally as Grubber tried to run away but was held back by the back of his shirt collar. Snake and Arturo decided to double team in a way to defeat one of us. Boomer shrugged, put down his bags, and punched both members in the face, surely giving them each a black eye. Seeing as all the members but one were being taken care of I strolled my way over the leader who was now against the wall watching his friends get pummeled with fright in his face.
"So what was that about the Puff not being tough?" I tilted my head to the side and raised one eyebrow as I looked up to the twenty-something year old.
"B-Bloss, Blossom. You didn't take any of dat seriously did you?" His words shook just like his body. "Dis whole thing wasn't my idea! We was told to do it! Yeah, yeah! We was told to! I mean, why would we wanna bother you? I mean-" I punched him square in the face knocking him out. He slid down the wall to floor with a black eye already prominent on his face. I looked behind me to see the boys all carrying their own unconscious Gangreen members. We stacked them into one big pile while I took out my cell phone to call the police to pick them up.
It took about fifteen minutes for the police to finally arrive. They had to wake up the gang in order to bring them into the police van. They all climbed in single file with their hands cuffed in front of them. I located the leader walking in the back of the line and decided to say one last thing to him before he was crawled into the cruiser.
"It was nice to see you again." I mocked him I bit more arrogantly than I had anticipated.
"Yeah whatevah. What's gonna be nice ta' see is da look on your face when da real stuff begins. Something bigs comin' and its gonna be good" Ace sneered at me.
"The real stuff? Like what?" A feeling of danger began to wash over me and for some reason I thought Ace might know something about my Devil's Medallion case
"Wouldn't you like to know!" Ace cackled to me as he stepped into the cruiser and they shut the doors and drove off.
"Well that's just great." I watched the police cruiser drive away until it completely disappeared over the horizon.
"Eh Blossy, don't take whatever he said too seriously. Whatever plan he had is gonna be held off for a bit. Poor suckers stuck in jail. HA!" Butch laughed at the other criminals misery.
"Yeah. I guess your right. Do you guys need to buy anything else? You did take my money after all." My voice grew a little darker on that last sentence simply from annoyance. They shook their heads 'no' and took all the bags into their hands before we all took to the skies. We were flying home much slower than we had on our way to the mall. I took out my cell phone to check the time and saw it was about quarter to four. We were definitely there for quite a bit. One thing I noticed was one of the boys was not flying the same way he had on our way up. That Ruff being Brick. Instead of flying a bit ahead of us, he was flying a bit behind us. I looked back for any hint to see why. There was a look of frustration on his face. He was staring intently at his brothers. He looked over at me and our eyes met for a brief second before he quickly tuned his head away breaking contact. Something's bothering him. I slowed down a bit to fly next to him. He was looking down at the ground completely oblivious to me flying right by him.
"What's wrong?" His head shot up in surprise
"Huh! Oh. N-nothing." His brothers noticed we were flying behind.
"Hey! What's the hold up?" Butch called from a little more than five feet away.
"You two go ahead. We'll catch up at home." I waved them away.
"Awe, is something wrong with Bricky boy?" Butch asked with false concern.
"There's gonna be something wrong with you if you don't get out of here!" Brick started to ball his fist. I held his shoulder as a way to hold him back.
"Fine. Settle your issues however you want. Catcha' later." With that he was gone in a green streak. Boomer stayed behind for a minute, just staring at us, before he took off in his own blue streak.
"Alright, so, what's wrong?" Brick let out a small sigh, as if his brothers leaving gave him some relief. But he still looked very uncomfortable. He looked away from me and rubbed the back of his neck.
"Are you going to say anything or should I go catch up to your brothers?" I don't really have much patience.
"Ugh! No, no. Look, it was nice of you to get us some clothes so I thought I'd get you something." He looked so out of his element.
"You got me something?" He reached into one large Hollister bag and pulled out a small Claires bag. He stuck the bag in my face while looking away with his eyes closed. As much as I know he didn't want me to notice, I couldn't stop smiling at the deep crimson blush across his face.
"What is it?" I looked inside the bag and pulled out a necklace with a silver chain and a pink bow with a red rhinestone heart where the knot would be. "Oh Brick. Its so pretty." I said in a soft astonished voice.
"Its just...you look so weird without that old bow you used to wear... I wanted to get a new one for you...but...i didn't...know...where...to...get...one. I thought a bow necklace would be the next best thing." He looked up at me with an unsure, but still sweet, half smile. Not a smirk. A smile.
"You are too sweet!" I lunged at him, embracing the startled Ruff in a strong hug. At first he was very tense. I looked up to see his blush had only grown deeper and nearly blended in with his eyes. I gave him a warm reassuring smile and that helped him to loosen up. I was actually a little surprised when he hugged me back. When we let go of each other his face had returned to its usual tone. I took the necklace and hooked it around my neck.
"So, what do you think?" And just like that the blush was back. Not as bold, but definitely there.
"Um. I think it looks great." He smiled sheepishly while rubbing the back of his neck. "We better hurry home. Who knows what those two might accomplish without us around to keep them from breaking stuff." I giggled.
"Too true."
When we flew over the house we thought we would come home to everything being in order. Remember mu first rule when dealing with the Rowdyruffs; never underestimate them.
"Get off!" I distinctly heard Boomer yell. I looked to Brick only to see him roll his eyes. We flew into the back yard where we saw Boomer laying on the ground with Butch kneeling on top of him, holding a centipede in his hand. I was confused, Brick palmed his face.
"I swear, I can't leave you two alone fore five minutes!" A very frustrated Brick yelled at his brothers.
"Get him off me! He's trying to make me eat a bug!" Boomer struggled to get out of his stronger brother's grasp.
"I'm not trying to make him eat it. It looked overwhelmed from the heat and I think it passed out. I was going to have Boomie here give it mouth to mouth resuscitation. Excuse me for caring about the poor centipedes well being."
I couldn't help but step behind Brick as long as Butch had the bug in his hand. I was never a big fan of bugs. Sure I didn't freak out as much as Bubbles did but if it got close enough and was that gross my freak out was almost just as bad. Brick looked back and noticed I was moving more and more behind him.
"What's wrong Blossom? Don't like a little centipede?" Lo and behold, the smirk was back.
"What? Oh n-no. I'm fine." He looked unconvinced.
"Right of course you are." He walked over to Butch and plucked the pest out of his hand and began walking back over to me. "That's why I know you won't have a problem giving it a hug." My heart dropped. Now Butch was in on the fun.
"C'mon Blossy. Look at him! He looks so sad and lonesome. I'm sure a nice hug would really brighten up his day." Butch snaked his way behind his brother and was looking back and forth between the bug and me with a less than comforting grin on his face.
"Come anywhere near me with that thing and I swear I'll-" Brick came charging at me with the centipede clad hand outstretched.
"AAHHH" I screamed at the top of my lungs and shot into the air and went up to the roof. "Uhhh gross, gross, gross, gross, gross, gross, gross." The boys stood in a huddle on the ground laughing non-stop. Butch came flying up to the roof and I could see that he had the bug now. I soared up to the sky trying to get as much distance between us as possible. When I looked back to see how far Butch was I noticed that about twenty feet below me a blue streak was gaining on me; and fast. Butch dropped the centipede just in time for Boomer to catch it. He made a bit of a face but it melted away and turned into one of determination. I'm screwed. Boomer's a lot faster than me! I saw a forest near by and decided to take shelter in there. At least then I could maneuver me way through the trees and slow him down. And that is exactly what happened. While I flew around the trees flawlessly Boomer experienced a few problems. That was my time to get away and hide. A flew a little faster than I had before and when I looked back I couldn't see Boomer anywhere. I shouldn't be relieved just yet though. I needed to hide. That's when I came to an open clearing. It was so beautiful actually. There were so many different flowers all growing together in a pattern that would put a professional flower arranger to shame. There was a waterfall as well. Not a big one, just big enough. Around twenty feet high with water falling into either a very small lake, or an overgrown pond. Multiple breeds of butterflies fluttered all over the area adding an amazing arrangement of color to the air. Now's not the time to be admiring nature's beauty though. Boomer's probably going to show up any second and I need to hide. I looked toward the waterfall and saw a small opening for a cave behind the falling water. I shot over like a bullet and crawled into the small area and sat with my knees to my chest, my arms wrapping around them. I tried to listen for any sign of them coming but the sound of the rushing water put me at a disadvantage a covered most other noises. I thought it best to use my x-ray vision to see through the waterfall rather than hear over it. Thank God I went to hide when I did. Boomer was standing just at the opening looking around when his brothers just came in. They were talking about something that I wished I could hear. They all gave each other a nod and flew in different directions. It looks like I'm safe for now. Maybe I can fly home before they notice me. Then I can at least hide in my room where I have music, a bed, and no water splashing me. Suddenly I felt something on my shoulder. A lot of somethings. I looked over to my right and saw an orange and black centipede crawling on me.
"AAAHHH!" I screamed and shot out of the cave knocking the disgusting bug off me, but I didn't look where I was going. I slammed straight into the chest of the Rowdyruff leader. I tried to fly away but he grabbed me by the wrists and kept me right where I was.
"So I'm guessing you found Sir Pede?" He asked through that damn smirk of his.
"And here I thought you could be a nice guy." I said jokingly but still incredibly annoyed.
"I'm a complex individual." I felt more crawling on the top of my head. I screamed even louder than before and went flailing all over, kicking my legs and shaking my head, trying to get the pest off. I hate Brick and his strong grip. Butch and Boomer were toppling over in the air laughing so much they grabbed their sides in pain. Brick joined in, in their laughter, just not as obnoxiously.
"Alright, alright. I'll play hero." He said calmly while he let go of one of my hands and plucked the bug off my head. He hung it in my face, "Better?"
"I will be when you put that thing down." I stared wide eyed at the thing in his hands. Why do boys love dealing with gross stuff?
"Alright. Just don't start crying while I put him away." I stuck my tongue out at him while he floated to the earth and put the centipede down on a rock.
"Okay. Now that that's done. Let's hurry up and get some food. I'm starving!" Whined Butch while gripping his stomach. It makes sense. I don't think they've eaten anything since breakfast.
"Let's get pizza." Suggested Boomer.
"Yeah!" shouted Butch and Brick in unison before all three went flying into the sky towards Townsville. I t was hard to catch up with them but I eventually did while they were scanning the area for a pizza parlor. I decided to take the lead and fly towards Tony's, my favorite pizza place. The boys followed me in as I made my way over to the counter to a very happy Tony.
"Blossom! What can I do for ya'?" Tony was a very enthusiastic person with a lot of character. He was large man with a big mustache who put a lot of motion behind his words.
"Two large plain pies please, Tony." He nodded his head rapidly and went to get started on the pizza. "To go please!" I called to the kitchen.
"Alright Miss Blossom!" He gave me the 'okay' sign with his fingers. I turned to the boys to collect whatever change they might have still had from our trip to the mall. I still had ten, Butch showed his five, Boomer; twelve, and Brick's fifteen. We had to wait at the parlor for quite a bit while the pizza cooked. The boys didn't seem to mind. They occupied themselves with the video game machines the Tony's provided. When they pizza's were done I tried to pay the full price of $24 plus tip because Tony's is just that good, but Tony constantly insisted it was on the house.
"Miss Blossom, with all the hard work you and your sisters put into saving the city, its the least I can do."
"Thank you Tony, you're really too kind. I'll be sure to make it up to you." I gave one hot box each to Butch and Brick to carry home. Tony looked in the boys' direction and I noticed his eyes widen for a second before it mellowed down into a soft smile. What he is thinking right now, I am a little scared to know. I waved good-bye as we left to store and flew home. When we finally returned to the house the boys barely wasted any time before they practically ripped open the boxes and smashed their faces into tonight's dinner. I could barely eat my pizza without yawning between every bite. It's been a long day, but its also been a good day. When I was done eating I went upstairs to take a shower and go to bed. While I was laying in bed I was just about to go to sleep when my mind wandered back to the Gangreen Gang and Ace saying, "Something bigs coming." What's coming?
Do you hate me yet? Ugh I haven't uploaded in like 3 months! I'm really sorry about that. I always hate it when authors take so long to update but im not any better. I really hope you like this chapter. I think its my longest. Not sure:p
One thing I noticed (and I've probably said this before) but a lot of times when im writing I notice I would write kind of like the way I talk. I especially felt that way when I was writing Ace's dialog. So I am kinda curious. Can you guess where a person is from when reading their writing. In the reviews I would love it for you guys to not only give a regular review(because I love them!3 3 3) but also kinda put a your guess as to where I am from, where I live. A little hint is that people I know and myself kinda talk like Ace actually. Not a lot, but definitely a bit. The first person to correctly guess where i'm from. You can have an input on the next chapter if you want! you can choose how it goes. I know how the whole story is gonna go but I have issues thinking of fillers kinda. So the first person to correctly guess where I am from can have their own input on what will happen in the next chapter. I like being interactive with my readers:) the person can choose what will happen like; maybe Blossom will meet up with an old friend of hers, or maybe she'll get captured by Mojo!, or maybe they will all go to the beach! idk its the winners choice. Again I like being interactive with my readers:) so if you wanna put your input, get guessing! if no one gets it right within the next like 2 weeks then i'm gonna start the next chapter without them but the guessing game will still be on and will just carry out to the next chapter until im bored of your guesses! haha:D so please review!
I dont want just guesses btw. I really wanna know what you guys thought of the chapter. Lets get 20 reviews or more just for this chapter! haha lol jk:) but seriously
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