Thank you to all that reviewed this story. I'm so sorry. I never meant to stay gone for this long. I still haven't taken all the songs out yet but I will be as I go on. So, from this chapter on, there will be no more songs. I know a lot of you liked the songs but I really don't want to lose my stores because I wasn't following the rules.

To all you writers out there that are doing song-fics and haven't got caught, good luck to you. Hopefully, you won't have to do what I'm doing. It's really annoying.

Anyways, enjoy this chapter!

~Rosa~

Bubbles' Walk

Hyde Park

5:45 p.m.

Bubbles walked around Hyde Park and her face wouldn't stop smiling as she looked around. Never in her life has she seen something so beautiful. Even when she lived in New York City, the Center Park wasn't this grand. Every where she looked, for miles and miles she could see nothing but green. The laughter of kids running after one another made her peace at mind. he almost forgot why she came here the first place. The gentle spring breeze blew at her face, causing her hair to gently float in the air. Couples young and old walked hand in hand as they talked about their lives. Families came and gone as they gathered around to have a picnic together.

Her smile grew even more as she saw butterflies flying across her face to land in flower fields. Flowers such as Acacias, Almond Blossoms, Bittersweets, Camellias, Daisies, Eglantine, and Gladiolus as far as the eye could see. Trees and brushes were scatted every where as flowers bloomed in every direction. It was like this park was made for her. As she stood in the fields of flowers with her eyes closed, breathing in the beautiful smell, she heard someone talking to her.

A small gasp expect her lips, both hands shoot up towards her chest. Bubbles' heart was pounding as she bravely turned around. There facing her, two men stood a few feet away from where she was. Bubbles wasn't sure if she should be alarmed but the friendly smiles on both of them seemed to tell her they weren't going to hurt her.

"Hi." A black man, who seemed six feet and not counting the afro, spoke to her. His hair was black and it had a dark blue tint, were his eyes hide behind his black glasses. He had on a button down, green plaid shirt, tucked in his khaki shorts with green sandals.

"My name is Jason Smith. This here is my friend Reaper Lava." He pointed to the white male that was a good foot taller than him. He had dark blue eyes, dark red with light blue tint hair that was short. Lava red sunglasses were resting on his uncombed hair. He had on a white shirt that had a picture of Pikachu, black pants and a pair of yellow Converse.

"Um, hi. I'm Bubbles Laverne Utonium. Umm, may I help you?"

"Not really. We were just walking and Reaper here saw you standing in the fields. By the way, it really looked like you were a goddess or something."

"Oh. Thank you." Bubbles blushed just a little at Jason's complement.

"Are you new to the park?" She looked at Reaper who for the first time spoke to her.

"Ah, yes, actually." She saw the two look at each other and nod. Before she could even ask, Jason spoke to her.

"Follow us." When she didn't move, they both smiled at her as Reaper held out his hand.

"Come on. We want to show you something." Staring at his hand for a while, Bubbles finally took it with a smile. If her and her sisters won, they will be staying here for another four years, might as well start making new friends.

An awkward silence filled the air as the three walked to who knows ways. At least, for Bubbles, she didn't know where they where going. Wherever it was, she didn't mind so much on not knowing. It was almost like she was five again, when Boomer would show her a new hiding place just for the two of them. Those brief memories made her sad but Bubbles quickly pushed them aside. There was no point in living in the past, it does nothing but bring you pain. Even though, you could learn from them.

She wasn't running away from her past, in fact, Bubbles was doing the opposite. Little by little, she would think back and if it brought her grief, she would still think about them. She would keep trying until her memories stopped making her cry.

"So, where are you from?"

Bubbles' head snapped up and looked at Jason. She was so lost in thought, that when Jason spoke to her, Bubbles almost forgot where she was and who the two were. Looking around, she noticed how they passed a playground full of kids laughing and playing. They started to walk up a hill and once they reached the top, she saw more trees but it looked more like a forest.

"Paris. Well, actually, I was born in America but my family and I moved to France."

"Not us. Jas and I have lived here our lives. So, why are you over here then? Are you seeing family?" Reaper asked this time.

"My sisters and I got offered a four-year contract with Barney Mayor."

"No way! You like what sixteen?"

Bubbles started to giggle at Jason and Reaper's face expression. Her and her sisters had always looked younger for their age. They were hoping that once they came, no one would think that they were younger. So much for that idea.

"Nope!" Bubbles shook her head lightly back and forth. "I'm actually twenty."

Jason looked at her, shocked."There is no way you're twenty. You look way younger than that."

She let out another giggle. "That's what everyone tells us. I'm actually the youngest out of triplets."

"Wow! Didn't think you had twin sisters?" Jason let out a long whistle. Here he was talking to someone who coame from triplets. Not only that, but her and her sisters were going to be working with Barney Mayor. Reaper and Jason always seemed to meet some interesting people.

"Yes, but I also have a younger sister, too. So, how about you and Reaper? How old are you guys?"

"Ah, well, I'm twenty-eight and my buddy over there is twenty-four."

"And you guys thought I was sixteen? Wouldn't this look like rape if people thought the same thing as you two?" She started to worry as she began to question herself. Maybe her sister was right. Maybe she was too friendly to everyone she met. Bubbles didn't want to end up on a milk carton for a missing person.

"Nah. Like we've said. We have lived here all of are life. Everyone knows Jason and me. So, if they see you walking with us, they'll just think that you are friend of ours."

Reaper laughed when he noticed how uneasy Bubbles became. "Relax. We won't do anything to you. Trust me. Germ Freak can't even hug his own mother unless she takes a shower first."

Offended, Jason pouted. "I do not…I make sure she at least washes her hands." It came out in a whisper but they were still able to here him. Reaper and Bubbles laughed at him and Jason's face turned red. Making them laugh even more.

"See? What did I tell you? So, your sisters and you are singers?" Reaper asked, changing the topic.

"Yeah. Actually we are in a band we made up when we were sixteen. It helped us handle the fact we left so many friends behind. We never dreamed that it would turn into something more."

"So, what's it called? I want to know so that way, when you become big and famous, I can have the glory of saying, 'I'm friends with the band!' " Jason rolled his eyes at Reaper.

"Powerpuff Girls. I came up with the name myself!" Bubbles would always smile when she brought up the fact that she came up with the idea and not her sisters. It wasn't very often that she would have a moment to out shine her sisters.

Jason suddenly ran ahead of them as they came to a section that looked liked a forest to her. She watched how he moved some vines out of the way, showing an entrance. Tugging at her hand, Reaper pulled her a little when he felt her stopping. As they entered, Jason let the vines close behind them. He pulled out a small bottle of antibiotic and began cleaning his hand after touching the vines. He looked over to his friends, as they waited for him to finish his cleaning. An idea came to mind when he saw Bubbles.

"Wait Reaper, before we go any further, we should cover her eyes."

"Yes! That's a great idea." He looked down to see that Bubbles was trembling. "Don't worry. We're not going to hurt you. I promise." He gave her a light smile, trying to comfort her and ease her nervous. "Jas, you cover her eyes while I lead."

"Why do I have to cover her eyes? What about the germs that people carry!? Are you trying to kill me?" Jason stood with his arms crossed. He clearly wasn't too fond of Reaper telling him to touch her face.

Her aquamarine eyes looked back and forth between the two, wondering who was going to win. She also felt a little hurt at the thought that Jason was acting as if she had cooties or something. Soon though, she heard Jason let out a fluster growl as he threw his arms to the side. "Fine! I'll do it! You big baby!" He walked over to them as he kept mumbling to himself. "I don't know why I have too? He can do it himself."

She tried not laughing as her worries began to fade. There was no need to be scared of them anymore. She knew that those two couldn't even hurt a fly if they wanted too. She felt Jason cover her eyes with his hands as Reaper started to lead. After what seemed like forever to her, they finally stopped and as Jason removed his hands, she saw a breath-taking view.

Looking around from where she stood, Bubbles' eyes beamed with delight. On the top of the hill, she was able to see trees and bushes surrounding them. Flowers of all kinds were scattered everywhere. In the middle of all this was a huge lake that seemed to sparkle from the sun's reflection. Ducks and swans swam across freely, as they dove to catch something to eat, as butterflies, birds, bees and even rabbets passed by them.

It was Mother Nature at her finest and Bubbles wanted to enjoy every second of it. She laughed, letting go of Reaper's hand as she started to twirl around in the gentle breeze. Her arms spread wide as if she wanted to grasp the scenery itself. As she ran down the hill, she stopped at some of the flowers, sat on her knees and began to smell each one. A white rabbit came next to her as it sat on its back legs and looked at her. Nose twitching while it's head was tilted to the left, studying every movement she made with its light brown eyes. Bubbles smiled and reached out her hand, showing that she wouldn't cause any harm. As if it realized what she was doing, the white rabbit moved closer, allowing her to pet it. Bubbles was in bliss as she began to stroke the furry rabbet when a noise startled her.

"I see you met Belle." She looked up to see Jason and Reaper walking towards her, before they sat down as well. Well, Reaper did at least, Jason was to busy pulling out a blanket he had in his backpack. After laying it down and then spraying it with germ killer, Reaper sat down.

As they did, Belle hopped towards Reaper and laid on his lap. He smiled as he began to scratch in between her ears with his thumb and index finger. Belle closed her eyes in content as she began to fall asleep. "If it wasn't for her, Jason and I wouldn't have found this place. You see, Belle used to be my pet but one day she took off running when I brought her here. When we finally caught up, she had led us here and she looked so happy that I left her in her new home." He smiled as he looked up at Bubbles. "You like it?"

"Oh, yes! It's so beautiful here!" Her eyes began to sparkle as she looked at the lake. "I love the scenery! Thank you so much for bringing me here!" She beamed as she smiled at Jason and Reaper. Both men blushed.

"Aww no need to thank us." Jason smiled back at Bubbles. "Besides, you looked like you were troubled earlier. So we wanted to cheer you up, that's all. You should count yourself lucky. You're the first person we ever brought here."

"Well, thank you." She turned around and looked at the lake, soaking in the heat from the sun and the cool air that came with the breeze. Eyes closed, she sighed in content. 'The girls would love this place.'

"Hey, Bubbles."

Her eyes slowly opened as she looked up to the sound of the voice. Both Jason and Reaper were standing over her, looking down. She let out a yawn, not knowing that she fall asleep.

"We gotta go now but you can stay if you want. Anyways, here are our numbers. Call us if you ever want to hang out." She reached for the paper that Jason was holding out and waved bye to her new friends. She watched them go before looking back at the lake.

"One more thing," she turned her head to see them at the entrance, "don't tell anyone about this place. It's our secret."

With that they left, leaving her alone in her wonderful little world. She walked over to a nearby tree and sat down, leaning her back against it. Eyes closed once again, she breathed in the air while smiling to herself. The thought of not showing her sisters soon left her mind. This was something that she and she alone, will be able to come to when ever she needed to get out. When Bubbles heard some noise, she checked the time on her phone. 6:20 p.m. She didn't bother looking for the sound, assuming it was either Reaper or Jason. Instead she leaned her head back and waited for them. It wasn't when she heard the voice did her eyes snapped open.

"Mind if I join you?" It wasn't the nervous voice that belonged to Jason or the lay back voice from Reaper, it wasn't even her sisters. She let out a small aggravated puff of air as she recognized the owner to the new voice. Not bothering to even look up, she closed her eyes again as she tried to come back to her peace of mind.

"Go away, Boomer."

She felt him sitting next to her and she knew that he wasn't leave. Bubbles ignored him, trying to enjoy the light breeze that tickled her face. The two sat in silence before she noticed something was wrong. She gasped, jumped up and looked at Boomer, her mouth hanging open like an idiot with her eyes wide. Boomer jumped a little in his spot, wondering what in the world she was doing.

"You!?" Pointing at him she began to glare, "What are you doing here?! How did you find me?!" She watched as he got up and because of that, her eyes had to look up as he towered over her. Not even letting him answer, she came up with her own. "You were following me, weren't you?!"

Boomer had his palms facing her as he tried to calm her down. "Now Bubbly, y-"

His face snapped to the left, shocked as he put two and two together. Bubbles had punched him and it wasn't a weak one at that. Boomer touched his face and looked at Bubbles. She stood further back, not entirely sure on what she just did herself. Her hands were trembling as she looked at them. Yeah, she knew how to defend herself if she was ever attacked, but not once did she use them. Let alone hit someone. That was more of Buttercup department. The sun was starting to set, as a dark shadow cast over her, giving her an illusion of a dark mistress. Bubbles ran out of the scenery and away from Boomer. With not a second thought, he ran after her.

"Bubbly! Come back!" Every time he thought he had her in his reach, she somehow ran further. "Stop running, will you!"

He saw her trip over a rock fall to the ground. He skidded to a stop and tried not to laugh at her position. Her face was planted to the ground, arms stretched out and legs spread wide open. He could hear her groaning in pain as he bent down to pick her up. Her hand shot up as she tried to swat him away but to know avail. Boomer picked her up, chuckling as she moaned in protest.

"Put me down, Boomer!" She glared at him, while debating on whither or not she should hit him in the face again.

"You know, you need to stop hanging around Buttercup so much. You're starting to act just like her." He put her down next to a tree as he sat next to her. He studied her face as she studied his. Bubbles was red from running and hitting her face on the ground. A stretch was on her forehead, while she bit her bottom lip. She eyed his lower right jaw and quickly looked away as she was able to see a faint bruise starting to form.

To distract herself, she checked the time. Her eyes widen when she saw it was pasted seven. It was getting late and she wanted to be back before it became nine. Puzzled, she tried to figure out where in the park she was at. Nothing looked familiar to her and there wasn't that many people left in the park for her to ask directions.

"If you don't know where to go, I can help you." She let out a scream, completely forgetting that Boomer was with her. Alarmed, he jumped up and started to look around for anything that might have made her scream. "What!? What is it!? What did you see!?"

"Oh. It's just you." Bubbles got up and started to walk away. Boomer walking with her. "What do you want?"

"You know, you sure have gotten meaner over the years. Besides, I'm just offering to show you were to go."

"I don't need your help. I can find out where to go by myself." She stopped as she almost ran into a tree. Aimlessly looking around, she sighed in defeat. She had to admit; she was lost and didn't have a clue on where she was going. "Fine you can help me." Boomer smiled as he started walking the opposite direction, Bubbles following close behind. "So, why are you here and how did you find me back there?"

He slowed down a little for her to catch up. "Honestly, I wanted to say sorry for what I did to you and to see if you wanted to be friends again. Finding you, I, ahh, sorta followed you and those two guys." He had a sheepish grin plastered on his face while looking at her.

"You followed me and you had the nervous to ask to be friends again?" There were days that she could never understand him, these being one of those days.

"I didn't know if they were trying to kidnap you. I just wanted to make sure you where safe. After I saw them leave without you, I worried a little and went in to find you."

"Why does everyone think that I can't handle myself?" All of her life, someone was always doing something for her. No matter what she said or do, people would think that she couldn't herself. Even when she proved it to them, they would just laugh and think how cute it was for her to do something on her own. That was one of the reason she loved the fact that her Dad signed up her sisters and her to take self-defense classes. Bubbles was finally able to do something on her own.

"Yeah, I gotta remember that for the future." He chuckled as he rubbed his sore jaw.

"Sorry but you deserved that. It's a secret place that my friends showed me. You weren't supposed to know about it." She looked around as she was able to point out details that she saw earlier that day. "As for being friends, how do I know I can trust you again? I mean, you didn't do a very good job on keeping that trust."

"What makes you think you shouldn't trust me?"

"What makes you think I should?" Bubbles countered.

Boomer stared at her as he nodded, giving her a look that was saying she was right. Knowing where she was now, she began to walk away from him, not caring that he was following. They did live in the same building so it didn't surprise her that they were walking the same way. The cool breeze became a little too cold for her liking, but she didn't mind. At this point, she just wanted to go home, eat, take a shower and go to sleep. Her stomach began to growl as she thought about food.

"Hey, do you know if we are near anywhere to eat?" She didn't bother turning because she knew he was really close behind her.

"Oh! You don't trust me enough to be friends, but you trust me enough to point out some where to eat?" His voice held a sarcastic tone to it but it didn't hide the fact he was hurt, too. Bubbles smiled a little upon hearing his voice. It was too funny to not laugh at.

"It's just a yes or no question. If you really want my trust back, you should try earning it again." She turned around as she walked backwards, facing him with a smile, her hands behind her back.

"So, I have to earn your trust to become friends again?"

"Something like that." She shrugged her shoulders before turning around. "Now where is a good place to eat?"

"Uhh, there is a sandwich place coming up but how are you going to pay for it? You don't look like you have any cash on you." Boomer pointed out just for him to be laughed at. "What's so funny?" She stopped and turned around to look him in the eye.

"You." She puts a finger on his chest. "You are funny. I'm not going to be paying for the meal, you are."

"Really?" He took her hand off of his chest and tried to hold it but she pulled away. "And what makes you think that?"

"Because I know that if you followed me today then you wouldn't let me eat by myself."

"But you don't trust me. So, why would you think that?" He was puzzled by her thoughts and wasn't sure where she was going at.

"Then prove to me right now that I should trust you." She eyed him as she began to smirk at him. "Go on, I'm waiting."

He looked at her then to the ground then back at her. Arms crossed as she leaned to the left, while tapping her left foot impatiently. Boomer didn't know how long he has stood there, looking like an idiot but he knew he had to do something. He just didn't know what. And just like that, his eyes grew wide as a thought came to mind.

Bubbles' mouth dropped as she stood with her arms dangling on her side. She was speechless and didn't know what to do or say. He was singing. Out of everything he could have done, he was singing.

He held out his hand and Bubbles slowly took it with a small smile as they walked hand in hand. She remembered the days when they were young and how the two would sing this song everyday at the park. The two walked though the park, now only lit by the moon light. They sat under a tree, looking at the sky. Millions and millions of stars lit the dark sky, Bubbles smiled at the night sky.

There may not have been a clear blue sky but it was a clearly a clear black sky. She sighed with glee, loving the feeling of just sitting there and enjoying the night. Truth was, she already trusted Boomer and forgave him after he apologized. What she really wanted was for him to try to prove to her that he meant what he said. To her, it was a beautiful night and she couldn't think of anyone better to spend it with. Bubbles did miss her friendship with Boomer and she did miss all the fun times they shared with each other. She looped her arms around his left arm and snuggled close. She saw a shooting star shoot across the sky and she closed her eyes. She never grew out of wishing on a star and she was sure her sisters didn't either, they just won't say anything. She wished that her and her sisters will find their true happiness and for this night to never end.

"Bubbly? Bubbly, wake up." A soft whisper was heard as she felt herself being shaken gently awake. Bubbles blinked twice, clearing the foggy vision from her sleep. Slowly raising her head, she looked around, noticing that it was still late and she was still at the park. "Hey, Sleeping Beauty." Her head turned to the sound of the voice and smiled. It was Boomer and he was smiling back at her, a full grin that showed his teeth while his eyes closed. How much she missed that smile.

"Hey," her voice sounding hazy, "what time is it?" She let out a yawn as she stretched her arms out.

"Uhh, 8:37."

"Oh, no! It's getting late! I have to get back. I don't like staying out pass nine." She dusted off her dress and waited for him. "Well, are you not coming?"

"Right." He got up and dusted himself off as well before lending out his arm. "Shall we?"

Bubbles giggled as she took his arm. The two blues walked home together, enjoying one another's company. The streets were lit by street lights while few cars drove by. Family stores closed as clubs and restaurants started to have lines of people waiting to get in. Children and the old were resting for the following the day, while the young came out to play. In a way, she didn't mind that they were walking slowly. She didn't mind that they looked like a couple in the eyes of others. Nor did she care that it was getting close to nine and they still weren't at the hotel yet.

Bubbles thought about how nice it would be if they all became friends again. Butch and Buttercup would make everything into a competition. Blossom and Brick would most likely fight about every single thing that comes to their minds. Bunny and Brash would go off and spend hours at the park. As for her and Boomer, they could just be sitting down and enjoying each others company. Then, they could all go out and have a huge picnic at the park. Yes, Bubbles' dream world would be perfect, if it wasn't for reality. She let out a peaceful sigh when she heard Boomer calling her name.

"I'm sorry. Were you saying something?" Her eyes opened, as she looked up to see him smiling down at her.

"Yes, I was asking if you were still hungry." His eyes moved to face forward, making sure they weren't going to run into anyone before he looked back her.

"Oh!" She completely forgot she still hasn't eaten. As soon as she realized this fact, her stomach let out a loud growl.

"I take that as a yes than?" He looked around, before he spotted a pizza shop. "In the mood for some pizza?"

"Sure."

With that, he pulled her towards the shop and held the door open as she walked inside. They found a table and Boomer went to order for them. He came back with an extra-large Rootbeer for her and an extra-large Coke for him. Boomer hand over the drinks, left and returned with a bowl of hot wings, ranch and napkins. He began to eat as Bubbles watched.

"Aren't you going to eat?"

"Uhhh yes, thank you but you didn't have to buy all this."Her aquamarine orbs eyed the wings as she fought to control the temptation of grabbing one. "I don't eat wings anymore." She saw his eyebrows rise as she tried not to blush. "I mean, it makes you fat because of the uhhh grease they use and uhhh the batter and ummm stuff."

After they moved and started to their new school, she would get made fun of because of what she ate. She would bring some wings to school every day for lunch and because she never gain any weight, some girls became jealous and started to call her mean and nasty names. Her sisters would tell her to ignore them but Bubbles was never bullied before so she did the only thing she could think of, she stopped eating hot wings all together. It was stupid, she knew but even now, she couldn't eat them. For fear that someone else would tease her about what she eats.

"Have a wing. I know how much you like them." Boomer held at a piece in front of her face. Her mouth watered as the aroma of hot sauce and chicken, freshly out of the oven, filled the air around her. She looked as she saw him smirking back at her, as if, he knew what he was doing.

"Come now. It isn't going to bite." Slowly, she took the offer and held it close to her lips. "There you go, Bubbly. Now all you have to do is bite." Eyes closed tight, she took a bite and let the wonderful taste slide down her throat. She smiled as she opened one eye and saw that their pizza finally came. Bubbles grabbed a slice along with four more wings.

Laughter was heard as she looked up to see Boomer smiling at her. "What's so funny?"

"You. You look like you haven't eaten in ages."

She smiled back at him. "Yeah well, I just haven't had hot wings in a long time."

They ate in silence for the rest of the meal before they left and continued on their way home. With a full stomach and a grin that reached from one ear to the other, plastered on her face, she walked beside Boomer. "Thanks for dinner again. It was great."

"No problem. It was nice hanging out with you again."

"Same. By the way, what time is it?" Boomer looked at his watch that was on the right arm before answering.

"9:13. Why?"

"Already? I have to get back, now! It's late and I know my sisters will start to worry if I'm not home right a way!" She flapped her arms up down as she continued on ranting about what her sisters might do. Things started to run a hundred miles per second in her mind. How could she lose track of time? Why didn't she call them to inform them that she might be late? Better yet, why didn't they call her?

"Bubbly?"

"What if they called the cops and told them that I'm lost!"

"Bubbly?"

"What if, what if-"

"BUBBLY! WILL YOU PLEASE CALM DOWN?"

Bubbles looked back at a heated Boomer. His breathing was a little uneven from the yelling at her but it did get the job done. Now that she stopped talking, he continued on what he has tried to say. "Now that you're calm. I've been trying to tell you that you have been standing in front of the hotel this whole time."

Her eyes looked to the right of her, gazing at the Savory Hotel. "Oh! Ehh, walk me to my suite than?"

Bubbles felt a little silly about having a melt down in front of the hotel. Now people would start to think that she was crazy or something. Great, that's all she needed now. She'll be known as the crazy person living in suite number 300. What a way to start a new life. Well, at least she made two new friends and gained an old one. Than again, maybe no one saw her or heard her. Maybe because she is still new to the place, no one would even bother on giving her the time of day. Yeah that's it. Bubbles will stick to that thought and push everything else away.

"Sure."

They reached the top floor and stopped in front of the girl's door. Before either of them could say anything, the door opened. Buttercup was leaning on the door as she crossed her arms and grinned at the two. Her hair was down and she had on a yellow tank top with baggy dark green pajama pants. She spotted Boomer bruised jaw and looked back at Bubbles.

"That's all you did?" She whistled as her gaze went back to Boomer. "You're lucky. Your brothers are worse but, I'll say that Butch is the worse out of you three." She turned and walked back to the couch where a sleepy Blossom was closing her eyes before snapping them back open. "Come on, Bubbles! Bloss is falling asleep and we've been dying to hear about your adventure! Plus, you still have to hear about ours!"

Buttercup started to laugh, thinking about the three other boys and how they won't be feeling great for a while. Even though, she was okay with them, it didn't mean that she was going to find the joy of seeing them hurt. Buttercup just wished that she returned sooner to see Brick before Blossom took him back. The thought of seeing both brothers, all beat-up and limping, supporting each other towards their room, made her day. It might not have happened but the thought was still there. That was what counted in her eyes.

Buttercup glanced back at the two standing at the door as they stared at her as if she was insane. Good, let them think that. Mainly Boomer because if him or his brothers tried anything funny, all four will be answering to her and she'll personally make sure that it would be a lesson they will never forget.

"Guess that's my cue to leave." Bubbles smiled at Boomer before walking inside. "Good night, Boomie."

When she closed the door, she missed the scarlet blush as he heard his childhood nickname. He walked towards his room; he couldn't help but laugh as he thought about the sight he was going to see. He wasn't going to tell his brothers but, he was looking forward to see the beating they received. Although, the way Buttercup was acting, he had an uneasy feeling that if anything happens and they were the reason for it, he and his brothers will be answering her. The thought made him shiver. That was one woman he did not want to get on her bad side. Than again, all four of them were scary in their own way. Especially, Bubbles. They do say that it's the nicer ones that people should fear the most when angry.