Hnnnnngggg. The author's note on this one won't be especially important regarding the story, I think. But, feel free to read, as it will explain why my stories tend to go fast. Though, the last full paragraph, not the 'continue the story' thingy, refers to everyone reading this ;3
Anyways, Elisa. I really love your comment. I have nothing against it. This is just me replying to it, seeing as I can't send you a private message. Anyways, I can see how this story is going fast. I mean, I know its going fast and I worry about it everytime I post something. Though, I can't help it. You see, I can't stand stories that have to many useless parts. They bore me - and that's what I don't want to do. So I try my best to avoid them. Simple things like hanging out at the mall or jogging, like you said, don't come to mind to me, because my mind is set on the plot, and the plot alone. Then again, while I'm talking about how I don't like slow stories with not so important parts, I can say that I don't stick to stories that are quick, either. Which means I would understand why most people won't like the style of this story. I try, honestly, but my mindset always has other ideas.
All in all, I will take what you say into consideration, and most likely put it forward into my story. This story still has a long story-line ahead of it. And, seeing as I have stopped doing the random-typing I've done before (like literally in one of my stories the boyfriend randomly attacks the main character, then everyone forgets about it the next day like wtf was I thinking xD I don't recommend trying to find that story, its horrid.) and actually started planning ahead. I even started planning for a sequel, if this story ever gets enough support for it. Again, New Parts still has a long life ahead of it, and because of that, I'll try to add in some little cute things like family conversations, hanging out with friends, and possibly dating (who didn't see that coming? .-.) in the future.
With all that said, I want to remind you all that I'm an amateur writer. Although writing is fun, and I could probably overcome my stagefright in a way and try it for a job, I'm only doing this as a hobby. This means that I'm still open to everything - ideas, hints, suggestions. I remember on the first chapter of little story, someone suggested that Bubbles always seems to be wearing dresses, and said she should wear shorts. You can see in the date chapter, Bubbles is actually wearing shorts, and that's because that person suggested it. And recently, someone reviewed that they wish the six could've known each other longer - I wish so too. Seeing this and the review from Elisa reminded me that I need to take it slow and think of the audience. All this means is that if you suggest something, I will most likely take it into consideration to help me better improve my skills.
With all that said, why don't we continue onto the story? :3
While Buttercup high-tailed it out of the school actually a bit excited to leave there, Blossom and Bubbles stayed back. They held one-another's hand, that way they were able to run in case of emergency without the other falling behind. Bubbles checked her phone with her free hand while Blossom scanned the crowd of people, searching for the blonde brother.
"Maybe this wasn't such a good idea." Bubbles fretted, looking back at her sister.
"Well, its too late now. Here he comes." Blossom pointed to the boy, who was walking away from his brothers quickly. Brick caught Blossom's eyes, but she quickly turned away from him. Butch obviously searched for someone else, and was disappointed that he couldn't find that someone. Bubbles let go of Blossom's hand and latched onto her arm instead, showing her fear easily.
"Bubbles!" Boomer outstretched his hands, as if for a hug, only for Blossom to growl and hold a hand forward, in attempt to hold him back.
"Stay away from my sister." Blossom warned. Boomer quickly nodded and let his arms fall, beginning to speak again.
"Understood. Bubbles, Blossom, I just wanted to tell you two that..." Boomer slowed, his shy personality coming back to bite him in the ass. "Well, Brick and I... we don't want to kill you. And I'm pretty sure Butch doesn't, either." he continued. "Its... Its just a job, promise." he put his hands up in defense, looking straight at Bubbles, who tightened her grip around Blossom's arm.
"A job that you have to follow through with." Bubbles whimpered, burying her face in Blossom's hair. Blossom used her other hand to pull Bubbles into a hug, making the blonde loosen her grip on her arm, and then push her behind her. Bubbles, after being pushed behind her sister, still used the auburn hair to hide her face.
"We don't have to, Bubbles." Boomer tried to reason. "Brick even said so. We'll probably make up some story, any story." he took a step forward, only to catch Blossom's glare and go back to where he was standing.
"Brick said so?" Blossom growled his name, although it gave her somewhat of a heart-ache. She was really beginning to like that guy. "What story? Won't Mojo try and find backup information?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Listen, Blossom, I don't know what's going to happen. I'm not the smart one of the group, that's Brick. And I'm not the strongest, Butch has that spot. But what I am is the most honest, and I can tell you right now that if you believe me, no harm will come to you or your sisters from my brothers and I. We will find a way to protect you from our father's wrath, if that's what your listening for." Bubbles peaked out from behind her sister, blue eyes glistened with tears. He looked back at her. He continued to talk.
"Bubbles... don't cry. Please. I... I don't like seeing you cry. It makes me want to. I don't want to see you hurt, or sad, or in pain." he whimpered, kicking a nearby stone. "Why would I inflict these feelings onto you if I can't stand seeing you this way?" he asked. Blossom looked down at her sister, who wiped away her tears and whimpered a bit. She looked back at Boomer, not smiling, but not frowning. More of a neutral face.
"Boomer..." Blossom began. "I... I believe you, I guess... Its just... I don't, at the same time. You promise all of this, yet I don't see proof this could happen, nor do I see your brothers promising the same thing... I..." she paused, clenching her fist. "I want my sisters to be safe, Boomer. We were all given a second chance at life to live, and your mission is threatening that chance." she looked down at Bubbles, continuing to speak. "But... I guess... If Bubbles trusts you, Boomer, then I trust you. If she doesn't, you better high-tail it out of here." she warned. Boomer brought his gaze back from the redhead to the girl of his dreams. She let go of Blossom and walked over to the boy, a bit shaky. Instead of saying anything, she stuck out her hand, and extended her pinky finger.
"Promise. Promise me that us, all of us including you and your brothers, will be alive when this is all over. Promise!" she squeaked, voice cracking several times from her silent sobbing. Boomer looked at the pinky and took it gingerly with his own.
"I promise on my life, Bubbles, that you and your sister's safety is now my top priority." he said. She put on a quivering smiled and hug-attacked him, sobbing in fear into his shirt. He gasped at the sudden impact, but wrapped his arms around her and rubbed her back. When she was finished, he brought his thumb to the bottom of her eyes, wiping away the tears. "Its nice to know you still have human reflexes... But you better stop before we both short-circuit." he chuckled. Blossom cut into the touching moment, arms crossed.
"Okay, Boomer. You have my trust. But what about your brothers?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.
"That's right. Brick would like to meet you tomorrow. He said anywhere is fine." Boomer said, wrapping an arm around Bubbles, and the blonde girl snuggling into him, using him as a security blanket.
"Anywhere?" Blossom narrowed her eyes. "Just tell him to come over later. Professor could be home, and same with Sarah. I think Mayor will be in another meeting, though." she said. "But, even then, Bubbles and Buttercup will be there. So no chances for attack."
"He doesn't want to attack - he wants to talk eye-to-eye with you, plan things out so everything will be fine." Boomer said. "Anyways, I'll be sure to tell him that."
"Also, tell him to stop texting me." Blossom huffed. "I'm ignoring him for an obvious reason, he doesn't need to text me hi every-" she got cut off by her phone beeping. She looked at it. Another message from Brick. "Ughh! Just tell him to stop!"
"Will do, Bloss." Boomer smirked, chuckling.
"Wipe that smirk off your face."
"Yes, mom." he stuck out his tongue, causing both girls to giggle a bit. Blossom rolled her eyes, smiling a bit.
"Okay, Boomer. We should get going now. Be sure to tell Brick what I said, alright?" she said. Boomer nodded and Bubbles let go of him, latching onto her sister once more. The three parted ways, each wearing a smile.
Blossick will happen next chapter! Will they form a plan, or just fight about everything? What about Buttercup and Butch? Continue reading to find out!
I was thinking about publishing another chapter later, but I forgot its my friend's b-day, and I promised I would sleep over for it sooo.