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2) I feel sorry for them too, poor boys. XD
3) Aw Blossom had to go through a lot, it was pretty hard for her to be strong. Yep, she really is a great sister. :)
4) Girl you so sweet.
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CHAPTER 10
Dear mother,
Yesterday I went to the library and took out the new novel for the great series I have been reading the past few months. Luckily the librarian was kind enough to order the next book just for me.
Bubbles is still going to work, so far it's going well. I believe she'll be totally fine.
Buttercup has been out as always, don't ask about her.
My thoughts are always with you mother, I still can't get over your death. Hearing about you passing away and father being lost, it was all so tragic. But I know you don't want us to continue mourning, because the past is the past hm?
Instead of regretting, we will strive to become great women like you.
Bubbles:
The next morning I didn't feel like getting up. I was already an hour late, and Blossom had gotten mad at me. I hadn't told her about the whole Prince situation, what was the point? She couldn't do anything about it anyways.
"Bubbles this is your first week of work! You can't be late when your working in the castle," She told me as she walked around the room, while I brushed my hair in the mirror.
"But Blossom, can't I just tell them I was sick?" I suggest, making her stop.
"What do you mean? Bubbles, why don't you want to go?" She questioned, narrowing her pink eyes. I let out a sigh, shaking my head.
"Nothing it's just that I don't feel too well..."
"You were fine yesterday, I don't see anything wrong with you today besides our weird behaviour." She pointed out. I bit the insides of my cheeks, annoyed by how intelligent Blossom could be.
"Well... I just don't want to go."
"Why? Did something happen?" She asked, coming closer to me. I put down my brush rather harshly onto the counter and turn to look at her.
"I just don't want to go Blossom! I don't like working at the castle, they should just pick somebody else!"
Blossom steps back, a bit surprised by my outburst. I too was a bit shocked from my sudden anger, looking down at the floor shamefully. Blossom places her hand on my shoulder,
"Bubbles, it's alright. Tell me what happened."
I thought about the Prince. The blonde prince with mysterious blue eyes and silence, but had a kind glow coming from him. I thought about how I thought he was my favourite out of the three at first, and how he had yelled at me the other day.
He told me he had hated me. That I made him sick.
I didn't realize that I had begun to cry, and Blossom had her arms wrapped around me as she comforted me.
"I-I...the prince hates me," I whisper, falling into a loud sob.
Buttercup:
Today I had a day off, meaning I didn't have to go work in that boring office!
I laughed out loud as me and Ginger ran through the forest, the cool wind hitting against my cheeks. Ah, I hadn't done this in a while, it felt good being here again.
"Alright Ginger, drop me off here." I tell her, and she obeys orders as she lowers her head letting me off.
Hopping onto the ground, I take in the fresh air and sigh happily. I let my hood fall down as I shook my head, my hair falling on my shoulders. Grinning, I pull out my sword which I had took from the giant chest in the attic, all of the things which belonged to my mother and father.
Father's sword was one of the best, his brother used to be a blacksmith. I kept it in good care, and took it out during my horse rides just in case I was introduced to an idiot who wanted a fight.
For now, I was going to practice my sword fighting skills.
How did I escape the evil witch known as Sedusa? Well- I found a little trick.
I told her I was out to find a man to marry. She couldn't possibly argue with that right? She was beyond joyful when she heard, and didn't care about anything else. See? As long as we were out begging for someone to marry us, she didn't give a damn.
Of course- there was a price to pay. Unlike my stupid aunt- Blossom and Bubbles were suspicious. After dinner yesterday, they had dragged me into the room and asked me if I was seriously serious.
I told them no- I wasn't that desperate. In fact, I don't want to get married at all. Who did they think of me of? Bubbles?
Okay no- Bubbles wasn't desperate for marriage. But she did always dream out marrying a Prince. Luckily for her, now she works at the castle. The perverted prince could surely fall for her in a glance.
Not saying he should. Because I'd whoop his derriere before he got a chance to lay a finger on my little sister.
So yes, I was out 'hunting for the perfect man'. That's what I said when Aunt Sedusa questioned me why I was taking a sword with me. She took it the wrong way and wiggled her brows, giggling as she left the room.
That was disgusting.
"PHILIP THIS WAY! Where the heck are you going?"
I stopped with my sword midway in the air, ears perked up in attention. A person? Here?
And even worse- a man?
Gasping, I shove my sword into it's sheath and look around for a place to hide. Ginger neighed rather loudly, making me hiss at her.
Aw Blimmey! I came here joking that I was going to meet men, and here I am about to actually meet them!
"What was that?" The man's voice asked from afar, and I threw my horse an angry glance. She responded with a shove, making me land on my bottom.
"I think it's coming from there-"
Throwing on my hood, I jump up onto my feet just as the men find me. My back faced to them, I stood stiffly.
"Who are you?" One of them asked, a voice which was rather familiar.
"Turn around this instant."
Panicking, I look around for something to hide my face with. I see my mask I wore to the ball poking out of Ginger's satchel and snatch it, tying it onto my face.
Then I turn around, acknowledging the prescence. They look at me in confusion, as I cross my arms over my chest.
It was my boss Butch Jojo, who stood next to another man that I did not know. He stood holding a bow and arrow in his hands, watching me with curiosity.
"You. What are you doing here in the woods?"
My lips thin out into a tight line, as I step forward. "Why must you know? It's none of your business." I spat, watching his brows furrow.
"You're rather familiar..." He said slowly, narrowing his jade eyes. Oh no, please don't recognize me!
I gulp slowly, my eyes glancing around the place nervously. Please don't make him realize that I'm Bruce-
"Ah, I remember you!"
My insides flipped from nervousness. Sh*t! He had figured out, now I was surely dead!
"You are the maiden from the ball. I remember seeing you there with your sisters,"
Say what?
I clear my throat, blinking a few times. Then I nod, "Yes yes, I am her."
Jojo's mouth curls up into a smirk, as he looks up and down at me. Was this fool checking me out? Oh he was about to get his derriere-
"You're dressed rather different." He pointed out, making me clench my jaw.
I wasn't wearing a fancy dress like the one at the ball. I was wearing my old green dress which my mother had made me when I was younger. I had grown tall enough to fit in it now, but it was above my ankles.
"Well of course, it's not the ball right now." I retort, rolling my eyes. How did he see me at the ball anyways? I don't remember seeing him.
Mr. Jojo smirked, stepping forward as he put his arrow back into it's bag which was slung over his shoulder. I glower at him in annoyance as his green eyes watch me.
"You are rather amusing," He said, making me roll my eyes.
"And you are wasting my time. Goodbye."
Hopping on top of Ginger, I motion her to begin walking away. But a hand reaches for my foot, and I look to my left to see Mr. Jojo still smirking. How. Dare. He. Touch. Me.
Kicking his hand away, I throw him the dirtiest glare.
"Where are you going?"
"Far away from you," I retort, and his friend snorts rather unattractively. Not like he had the looks in the first place.
"At least offer me your name." He suggested, eyes glimmering in mischief. Bah! As if I would tell him my real name! This man was a total flirt! Trying to get under my skirt! He was certainly not like this at work, but I always knew men were the same.
"I'd rather not!" I spat, before heading off with Ginger.
Once I had made it at least far enough from him to not see me anymore, I let out a sigh of relief.
I was almost caught by that idiot.
Bubbles:
I sniffled as I sat on the bed, Blossom right next to me as she rubbed my back in comfort.
"Bubbles," She said softly, and I shook my head.
"I don't want to go Blossom, I don't want to see him again" I tell her, looking up with teary eyes.
She huffed, grabbing my two hands which made me blink.
"Listen Bubz," She began, her pink eyes glint that responsible older sister look. "You have got a job at the royal castle! Think about that, it's the greatest thing! Mother would have been so proud of you!"
My heart pained at the mention of my mother.
"In fact, I know she is proud of you. And you know what? She believes that you will do your best in anything, until you achieve it. Just because the prince doesn't like you doesn't mean you must give up,"
"Show him that you are a strong woman who can handle his petty tantrums! Be brave and don't give up, keep being yourself. Hold your head up high and keep that smile on your face because you will gain that Prince's trust. Even if he doesn't like you, you ignore him. You didn't start working for him, your working for you and your family."
With her inspirational pep talk, Blossom ended with a smile.
I felt a rush of confidence within me, and I nodded smiling back. Wiping away my tears, I stand up. Blossom follows me as I put on my shoulder bag and fix my hair.
"You are right Blossom," I tell her, looking in the mirror. "I can do this. Prince Boomer can get mad all he wants, I will show him that I can handle his drama!"
Blossom nods, patting me on the back.
"That's my Bubbles!"
I rush into the castle, and into the storage room. Putting away my cloak and bag, I head out into the kitchen to look for Bunny. Instead, I stepped into a room full of maids.
One specifically had seen me, and crossed her arms as she narrowed her eyes.
I offer her a soft smile, to which her cold brown eyes respond with a glare.
"You there," She calls out, voice chilly. I blink, making my way over to her. "Yes?" I ask, smiling kindly.
"New maid hm? Explain why you are late." She demanded, leaning forward with her stare.
I gulp, looking around to see the other maids staring. Bunny was on the right, giving me a look of pity. I seemed to have met with a very feared woman I guess.
"Speak. Do you have no tongue?" She sharp voice asked, and I look back over at her.
"I'm sorry, I slept in," I spoke, and her lips twist in distaste.
"You- you are-"
"Bubbles," I respond brightly, her face turning sour.
"Bubbles? How strange. You are speaking to the head maid of the castle, so show some respect. I am Kiara, and I give out the orders here for maids. So I suggest next time you come earlier,"
I nodded, smile falling. I don't think I gave her any disrespect, but she sort of scared me.
"Yes, my apologies." I say quietly, making her roll her dull chocolate orbs.
"Get to work, you clean the floors since you were late." Handing me a bucket and rag, she points over to the floor. I sigh, but follow orders anyways.
Bubbly!" Bunny exclaims happily, running over to me. She was stopped by Kiara, who grabbed her by the shoulder.
"It is not time to chat, get to work." She scolds, and Bunny sighs rolling her eyes.
"Yes, Miss Kiara."
Shoulders drooping, Bunny threw me a sad glance before heading back to her job. I sighed, my eyes catching with the head maid's and I looked away.
Kneeling onto the floor, I began to scrub.
No Prince Boomer or Head maid was going to get in my way.
Boomer:
I had left my paintbrush downstairs at the dinner table.
Sighing, I get up and open the door, letting fresh air in. The hallway was empty, only one maid silently cleaning the wall. I nod at her as I pass by, as she greets me with a bow.
Heading down the stairs, I hear scolding coming from the first floor.
I stop once a pair of chocolate eyes meet mine. She stops her scolding to stare at me as I walk down the stairs, and I look away silently.
By diverting my gaze away, my eyes instead fall onto another figure who was busy scrubbing the floor.
I had thought she had gone the other day, after I had yelled at her.
I'll be honest, I did feel slightly bad about raising my voice. It wasn't very gentlemen like, and I don't think Natalie would have wanted that either. But I was just so angry, I had to let it out.
It didn't help that she was still here though.
I felt a feeling rise in my chest, and I gulped it down. Guilt. I felt guilty for yelling at the girl.
But I won't apologize. No- I won't give in and apologize to her. I was standing my spot for Natalie.
She suddenly looks up from her cleaning and our eyes lock. Hers widen slightly, as if she was caught off guard to see me. For a second, a flash of fear crossed those light blue orbs before she did a really weird action.
She smiled at me.
I felt my brows furrow at her, as she smiles brightly over at me. Then, she goes back to her work.
Surely she hadn't forgotten about the other day right?
Blossom:
Bubbles came home today with her usual happiness, making me sigh in relief.
"Bubbles? How was your day?" I asked eagerly, as she took off her bag and cloak, stretching her arms out.
"It was great Blossom," She replied brightly, smiling over at me with her pearly teeth.
I was worried for her, I really had been. Hearing about that meagre prince yeling at my younger sister released the inner hothead of me and made me want to go after him.
But I wasn't Buttercup- I had to keep my cool.
"Did you bump into that prince again?" I question, making Buttercup look up from her comic book.
"What Prince?" She asked, suddenly interested. Bubbles licked her lips nervously, letting out a sheepish laugh.
"Nothing Buttercup-"
"One of the Princes yelled at her the other day," I cut her off by saying, making Bubbles sigh. Buttercup jerked up at the piece of information and looked at us with dangerous wide eyes.
"He what?" She growled out lowly, making Bubbles gulp.
"It was nothing Buttercup-"
"THAT JERK DARED TO RAISE HIS VOICE ON MY SISTER. I WILL CUT-"
"Buttercup calm down, I comforted her" I said, rolling my eyes as I seat my dark headed sister down. She breathed heavily, muttering curses under her breath.
"Seriously Bubbles, next time he does anything make sure to come tell me."
"It's the reason why I don't tell." Bubbles jokes, and Buttercup laughs dryly.
"I will cut off his man parts and shove them up his..."
We ignore Buttercup's threats as we turn off the light. I snuggle deep into my covers and shut my eyes.
"Good night girls."
Bubbles:
I sighed as I washed the large window of the ballroom, the faint yells of Kiara coming from down the hall as she gave orders. So far she was quite a loud woman, and she didn't seem to like me.
At all.
I had a feeling she put me to the hardest jobs for a reason- and no I wasn't being judgemental.
She sent me to go chase away rats, clean up the horse poop, wash the carpet, and now clean every window in the castle. What was left for the other maids to do?
But I suppose I just had to go with it, I'm sure she'll be kind in a few more days.
"You! You blonde! You missed a spot!" Kiara screeched at me, pointing to a tiny speck on the window. I apologize and quickly wipe it away, as she scowled deeply at me.
"Pay attention to your work!"
I nod, looking down at my feet. My shoes were now dirty, and there was dust on my outfit. My nose itched slightly at the dust on my cheeks, and I bit back the urge to sneeze.
"Bubbles, it's time for the Prince's daily snack" One of the maids informed, coming with a tray.
I nod, a sight feeling of nervousness in my stomach as I get up. I had seen him yesterday, and I managed to bare the brightest smile I could manage. He seemed slightly surprised- but he masked it over with his usual face.
I was going to be positive around him, and make him see I'm no fake.
As I reached for the tray, a pair of sharp nails whacked my hands away and I look up to see Kiara grab the tray instead.
"I'll take this. You continue your work." She hissed, eyeing me darkly. Shrugging, I bend back down to the floor. I watch as she struts up the stairs, a maid next to me letting out a scoff.
"Yes because seeing the Princes is the only thing she is capable of doing," She snorts, and I blink.
"Hey Bubbles, pass me that rag," Bunny whisper yells, and I nod sliding the cloth across the floor over to her.
She responds with a grin, snatching the rag and sending me a wink. I giggle in return, looking around for something else to do.
Brick:
I sigh as I look out into the sea, the hot sun burning my forehead as I narrow my eyes.
"No ships yet sir," A gruff voice says, and I nod slowly.
"They seemed to be under delay. Are you sure they will be coming in today?" I ask him, watching him nod from the corner of my eyes.
"Yes your highness, I told them that it was important furs for the King. They said that they will be coming in this morning, I don't know why they aren't here yet." The sailor replied, his short self jumping up onto the rails.
I sigh, crossing my arms as I lean back again the wall.
"Your Highness!" A familiar voice calls out, and I look to see Mr. Sanders running over to me happily. I nod curtly, and he smiles heading back to his work.
It seems like the people have lost track of time. I didn't like lates, in fact they were on my hate list. Licking my lips, I turn over to one of the sailors next to me.
"You there," I point, and he stands up straight.
"Y-Yes sir!"
"I'm headed out for a little walk, you are in charge of the ships which will be coming in." I inform, and he nods.
Stepping away, I grab my tailcoat and begin to exit the dock. People glance at me on the way, as I slide the coat onto my arms and ignore their awed stairs.
Townsville was a strange kingdom. I knew one day I was going to be in charge of this place- and I've been going around places to see what to fix around here. I don't know where to start.
I walk through the dirty streets full of screaming townsfolk, and the sounds of horses screeching. Kids run around barefoot, women gossiping, men yelling and laughing out loud.
I freeze in my tracks, and step back.
Glancing upwards, I see a large sign which could barely hold any longer. Ah, a library. Finally, something decent in this place.
Pushing the front door open, I was introduced by the jingle of bells which hung up at the doorframe. An old man hung from a ladder at a bookshelf, turning around with a jolly grin,
"Welcome to Townsville Library! How may I-"
His eyes suddenly going wide when he sees me, and he stumbles off of the ladder. I managed to make it over to him before he fell head first into the floor, and caught him in my one arm.
He gasps, grasping his spectacles as he blinks multiple times.
"Are you alright?" I ask, and he yelps stepping back and hitting the wall. A book falls onto his head, and he rubs his hair with a groan. Opening his eyes, "My dear god! I must be getting old seeing such things-" He laughs, face palming.
I furrow my brows, looking around the place.
"What a tiny library, the one at the castle is bigger," I comment.
He sighs dreamily. "Ah yes, the library at the castle...how I dreamed to work there."
I turn to look at him, as he leans against the ladder with a dazed expression.
"Why am I still seeing the eldest prince? I'm really going crazy," He sighs, still dreamily staring into air.
"I am actually real. You aren't going crazy yet," I tell him, snapping him back into reality.
"I-I-I- S-Sire! T'is truly you! P-Pleasure to meet you your highness my name is Victor Cooper," He bowed down and I could hear the crack of his bones. Wincing, I pat him back in response.
"As do I," I tell him, before stepping back and looking around.
"So, this place seems old."
He laughs nervously, running a hand through his mop of grey hair. "Why yes, I built it years ago. The sign outside is almost falling off. But I have one of my dear customer's sister coming to fix it."
"Sister?" I question, wondering why a woman would fix something.
"Yes of course, she is quite unique," He chuckles shaking his head as he mumbles something under his breath.
"May I take a look around?" I ask after a moment, and he nods frantically leading me towards the books.
"T-take your time!"
I let myself roam the shelves, looking around at all of the books. Indeed there were a few I surprisingly haven't read, the castle hasn't got a hold of them yet. I pulled out a dark red book from the isle, which suddenly catches my attention.
Running a finger across the golden intricate carvings, I slowly open the front of the book.
"Ah yes, a wonderful story." The librarian comments from behind, as I examine it carefully.
"I've never read a book like this before...who is it by?"
"From a great sorcerer. His name was very weird is what I remember, something with an 'S' or 'H'." Mr. Cooper put a finger to his chin as he tried to remember.
I skim through the pages, fancy writing in a deep red colour.
"Do you know what it is about?" I ask the man, and he nods.
"Love and destruction,"
I turn to look at him. "Pardon?"
"How love can destruct and is dangerous. A story based on a woman and man falling in love but banned due to their status in life. And it was sudden love too- they did not want to fall in love."
Ah, a typical cliche love story.
"But your highness, twists of fate hit them really hard. Some magic power is in it, something the author added in. It's a page turning story, I strongly recommend it."
My eyes catch something on one of the pages, and my brows crease into a line.
"What is this?" I question, rubbing the pink mark on the centre of the page.
Mr. Cooper lets out a laugh, shaking his head. "Oh, that's just a little mark left by one of my favourite customers. She was so interested in the book that she spent a whole night reading it, and finally fell asleep face flat onto the book."
I examine the lipstick print, and shut the book.
Turning around, I meet the soft eyes of the librarian who smiles at me.
"I will be taking this book out, if you don't mind." I tell him, and he lightens up. Running over to the front counter, he begins typing away on his typewriter.
"Yes sir! Would you like a library card?"
I shrug. "Depends, it seems like I'll be coming here often." I say, making him smile so wide that I was afraid his teeth would fall out.
"Well, here you go!"
In an instant, he handed me a library card. I nodded curtly, shoving it into the pocket of my tailcoat.
"Have a great time reading sir!" He called out after me, as I exited the book shop. With the book under my arm, I begin to walk back towards the direction of the sea dock.
Blossom:
I giggle at Mr. Cooper, who rambled on about how he had somehow seen the prince.
I had stepped into the bookstore, and he looked happier than ever to see me. Grabbing me by the arms, he began to spin me around the store as he sang. I questioned what had happened, and he responded by joyfully yelling that the eldest prince had visited his book store.
I suppose he really is getting a bit crazy. All of those fantasy books are messing with his head!
"I swear on my life Blossom! I saw him! He entered like the amazing man he was and caught me in his arms, asking if he could look around. He even took out 'Loveable destruction'!"
I raise a brow at this, as he points at a piece of paper. Handing it to me, I read the messy writing of Mr. Cooper's, how he explained what the Prince was doing at the exact moment of the time.
'His breaths are silent and he has reached for a book on the shelf. Slowly taking it out, he is now examining the front cover'
I looked at the second sheet of paper, which said that the book 'Loveable Destruction' has been took out.
Glancing up at Mr. Cooper, I see the corners of his lips curl up as his eyes flash with hope. "You see?!" He exclaims, clapping happily.
"Hm, I guess so," I find myself saying, as I hand him back the papers.
"Was it really him?"
"Of course! It was him alright, and he seemed as prince like as ever!"
I lean against the counter, suddenly falling into deep thought. Surely the Prince of Townsville couldn't have actually entered the library, when he already has a huge one at the castle. I'm sure he has every single book there, it was certainly my heaven.
Secondly, none of the members of the Royal family spent time with their Kingdom. I didn't know what they did on their spare time, but I don't usually hear about the three princes running around here.
It would be a sight to see though.
"Now Blossom," Mr. Cooper's voice pulls me out of my thoughts. I look up to see him point at the bookshelf a few metres away from us, as he grinned.
"Go touch that bookcase! It has Prince Brick's germs on it!"
I laugh, shaking my head. "Exactly why I wouldn't touch it." I joke, making him fake gasp.
"Why? The Prince's germs are golden!"
"What a myth," I tell him, rolling my eyes in amusement.
Then again, it may be true. If having the 3 princes entering libraries is a rare event, I'm sure golden germs aren't so impossible either.
Buttercup:
I walked home after dropping Ginger off at the stables, the darkness hung over my head. I was indeed tired, the whole day I spent running around and shooting arrows.
"Buttercup?" A soft voice asks from the shadows, making me turn around in reflex.
Amongst the dark trees, the night sky illuminates a shade of blonde hair and big blue eyes. My sister Bubbles stood holding her satchel, a few dirt stains on her cheeks and her hair a slight mess.
"Bubbles? You arrived from the castle?" I ask, as she steps out of the bushes. She nods, offering a soft smile which I return back. We begin to walk together, exhaustion on both of our faces.
"You look worn out," I point out, smirking at her. She lets out a sigh, shaking her head as she mumbles something under her breath.
"The chief maid is just so...bossy."
"Even more bossier than Blossom?" I gape, and she laughs.
"Blossom isn't that bossy," She defended, and I grinned. We both knew how bossy our oldest sister could get, but she wasn't bossy in a mean way. She was more...wanting to get the job done.
"So the woman is giving you a hard time huh?" I say while we pass the field of grass blades which danced in the night wind. My little sister nodded, before shrugging.
"She seems to not like me,"
I snort, crossing my arms over my chest. Of course, another one of the jealous girls in the anti-Bubbles group. Bubbles was too sweet to have anyone hate her, but there were just those type of girls who envied her for that purpose.
Unlike my two sisters- I seemed to have the most haters.
They just thought I was a disgusting and disgrace to females. I don't really deny it, I mean I wasn't the girliest thing on the ship. I was more of a tomboy than like a woman with high manners who wore long dresses and danced with men all day.
But I still stood up for my kind. Women weren't to be treated like trash. I just hope some of them would realize that...
"No worries Bubbles, not everyone is going to like you." I tell her, and her frown deepens onto her face.
That was the thing, Bubbles couldn't stand that. She felt uncomfortable having someone hate her, it made her feel guilty and as if she did something wrong. That was the pure thing about my sister.
We opened the front door of the house, the door's hinges creaking out in pain as we stepped inside. The first thing we saw was Blossom in the hall, her cotton candy pink eyes pleading us to help.
Our eyes diverted over to our Aunt Sedusa, who stood grinning brightly at someone next to her.
"How charming of you!" She laughed, pressing a hand to her stomach.
We looked to see a rather familiar male standing near Blossom, his curly hair combed neatly to the side and the big black rimmed glasses slid onto his sharp nose, enlarging his pitch black eyes.
He wore a white trench coat which was rather big than his thin frame, only an inch taller than Blossom. He smiled a fanged smile, nose scrunching up and bringing out his freckles which were splattered onto his face.
What a weird piece of art.
Or trash, depending on how you put it.
"Who's this scumbag?" I mutter over to Bubbles, who whispers back quietly.
"I think he was the blacksmith's son..."
Pulling away from her, I look back at the man who stood next to my sister, secretly eyeing her. Sedusa, who finally seemed to notice our prescence, grinned sharply.
"Ah, girls! Welcome back. I'd like to introduce you to Dexter Vanderwells," She said in a awfully sweet voice, the man known as Dexter bowed down in respect.
"Pleasure to meet you," He purred out in a Russian accent.
Switching glances with Bubbles, we look over at Blossom who lets out a helpless whimper.
After a few more minutes, the blacksmith's son had gone back home. Blossom had let out a sigh of relief, heading to her room in an instant. That left the dish washing to Bubbles, and I dried them.
Once we were done with our work, we opened the door to see Blossom sprawled on her bed, nose in a book.
Only this time- she wasn't reading.
"Blossom's got herself a man," Bubbles teases, making our redheaded sister's eyes snap up. A low groan escapes her lips as she lifts herself up, placing her book onto the nightstand.
"I didn't think Aunt Sedusa would bring him here," She said, letting out a sigh.
"He seemed rather decent," Bubbles comments, making me snort.
"He looked anything but decent. The boy looks like he spent his childhood counting sticks and writing down math formula's for a living," I retort at Bubbles, who shrugs.
"He's kind of cute."
To this, both me and Blossom crane our heads over at her.
"Are you nuts?"
"I think all of that castle work has gotten you too tired to think Bubs." Blossom says, and our little sister laughs.
Putting her hands up in defence, "I'm just saying. He isn't that bad."
"But he is," Blossom drags out, once again groaning.
I admit I felt bad for her, her looks had once again reeled a man in. Blossom hadn't had a male come to our house for her since she was 14, when a 45 year old saw he at the market. Thank goodness Sedusa wasn't that desperate to give us away, she declined immediately.
It was why Blossom barely went out, and even when she did she would mask herself with her cloak. But I heard about that blacksmith's son who had fallen for her, and I was pretty sure he wouldn't wait to long until he made an appearance.
Bubbles already had 14 males after her.
I had none, thank the god above.
"Well, I'm sure we'll get rid of him somehow." I say out loud, and they both look over at me. I raise a brow at their alarmed expressions, and sigh.
"I won't harm him," I say, rolling my eyes.
Blossom, still not trusting me as she narrowed her pink eyes, pursued her lips.
"You better not,"
"Oh? So you are planning to actually accept him?" I ask, interested. Blossom wasn't the type to fall in love with a man so easily, she was a tough one to crack.
"Of course not!" She hissed, as if the idea was poison to her ears. "I will somehow get rid of him, I will..."
It was as if she was pep talking herself.
"No worries Blossom," Bubbles said as she placed a hand on Blossom's shoulder as comfort..
"We will somehow get rid of him,"
There was a silence in the room, full of thought. Blossom's pink lips slowly curved up into a smile as we both switched glances, a plan forming in her mind. Oh ho ho- it's time for the traditional method of getting rid of a man.
Utonium style.
That will be a wrap for this chapter lovelies, what did you think?
Bubbles has decided to be brave and continue working at the castle. Do you think she'll be able to prove to the blue eyed prince that he was wrong?
Buttercup has met Butch at the woods, and in her female form! :O
Brick has visited the Townsville library, a place where a little redhead heads off to every time she's in town. ;) I find Mr. Cooper hilarious, don't you?
Oh and seems like the son of the Blacksmith has finally appeared in the story! Blossom seems to have a plan to kick him out, but what?
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