The start of the Blues! Sorry for the very long wait!

Chapter Eleven

Bubbles was very happy for her sister. She was also happy for Butch. Maybe this would clear things up a little between the two of them. Now Butch wouldn't hurt Blossom and Brick's relationship, and Buttercup wouldn't be so jealous all the time.

Everything had turned out just so well. Nothing could stop tonight from being great!

She was so glad Boomer had made that first move, being the brave guy he is. Bubbles loved him so dearly -- Now all the Girls had dates with the Boys!

She was so happy she could nearly scream. If she hadn't lost Octi so long ago, she would have been dancing with him right now. She, unlike the other two girls, hadn't lost her childish joy and kindness over the years. Her girlish, whimsical, happy side had taken over.

She closed her bright blue eyes, threw her hands in the air, and spun around, humming her favorite song loudly, grinning a huge grin. Around and around the hallway she went, past the bathroom, past the bedroom, away from the closet, the tables, and railing, the --

Stairs!

SLAM, thwap, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thwap, BAM.


Buttercup had just left Butch at the front porch to go back to his house (or, more exactly, Mojo Jojo's house) as she was about to walk up the stairs to get to her bedroom.

She screamed at what she saw there.

Bubbles lay sprawled out across the bottom stair, unconcious, her arm twisted around and a bit of blood coming from her mouth.

"Oh my gosh! Professor! Professor! Call 911! Bubbles is really hurt! Quick! Someone, call 911!"

Blossom flew down the stairs.

"What?!"

Screams and sirens became the most audible noises in the next few minutes, and Bubbles was rushed to the Townsville Hospital.