Me: Ok, I am so sorry I haven't updated in a long while, but I need to live my life too ya' know. Anyways, I'm so sorry I haven't updated and I promise to update as much as I can.

Buttercup: Yup, it was her fault, all of her fault.

Me: Ok ok, we get it, no need to repeat it.

Buttercup: I was just making sure they got the facts straight.

Me: *Eyeroll* Anyways, I hope you enjoy the chapter. I've been out of my zone lately so it might not be that good.

Blossom: Also, we would appreciate it if you PM us and give us an idea for the next story or chapter.

Dexter: One that will end with me winning

Brick: Oh hell no!

Buttercup: Ok, MEAM1 does not own most of the characters. Lets get on with this before Idiot 1 and Idiot 2 go at it again.

Dexter/Brick: hey!

CHAPTER 14

BLOSSOM'S POV

I didn't know how or when, but when I first opened my eyes, here was, in my own pink bed. I don't remember anything aside from falling asleep on Dexter and seeing Brick.

Brick...

I remember now. Seeing him fly down to hold back Butch, the way he appeared when he saw me, how he looked when I had punched I him into the wall. So much happened since yesterday, my normal live seemed hundreds of years away. Well, as normal a live you can have when you're a superhero.

I slowly sat up in still my mind still running wild with questions and images of yesterday. Could it be possible it had all been a dream? I thought. But my answer came all too quickly the moment I opened my bedroom door.

There, lying on her side, wet and trembling, was Bubbles.

"Bubbles!" I quickly kneeled down and grabbed her hand. It was icy cold.

She started to surface into reality until she was finally able to open her eyes. "Hey Blossom." She said, followed by a walk smile.

I hugged her, getting wet and cold in the process. "Bubbles, what happened? Why are you lying here all wet?"

Her eyes looked sad and distant when she spoke,"I went to the grave yard yesterday, to the tomb of the Professor. I just couldn't help myself after seeing Boomer."

So it hadn't been a dream. I looked down sweet ol' Bubbles. She didn't deserve to suffer this much because of the Rowdy Ruff Boys. I suddenly had a flash of anger. Fury. Bubbles didn't deserve any of this!

"Blossom, are you ok?"

Bubble's words brought me back to the reality. "I'm fine. It was nothing. You on the other hand, are not. Why are you all wet and on the floor?"

"It was raining when I got to the graveyard and then Boomer was there, saying sorry. Saying they didn't mean for that day to happen. That it was an accident. He then brought me home when I was crying too much and was getting even more soaked. I made it up the stairs, and I was going to knock on your door to see if I could sleep with you that night, but I guess it was all too much for me and I just fell asleep here." She indicated to the carpeted floor.

I felt a pang of sadness to see her in this condition. Wet, tired, sad. Nothing like her usual cheerful self.

"Come on Bubbles, lets get you into a nice hot bath. You're going to get sick if you stay like this."

With that, we slowly made our way down stairs to the bathroom. What we saw next, was out of this world.

"Oh. My. God."

Me: I know I know, it's really short. But I told you guys, that I'm loosing my mojo.

Butch: What did you just say about our dad?

Buttercup: *Places hand on Butch's face and pushes him aside* Ignore him.

Bubbles: This scene is so sad!

Damon: I know! I don't like to see my sweet Bubbles in that kind of state

Boomer: Hey! She's not yours!

Damon: Not yet

Boomer: *Growls*

Mitch: Yo Dex! Pass more the popcorn!

Buttercup: Shut up

Me: Ok, I'll get in here before they start fighting. Again. But anyways, I hope you enjoyed the chapter and don't forget to review. And if you have a new idea for a new story or chapter, don't hesitate to ask. Good night everybody! See you next time!

Bubbles: Bye!

*sounds of struggle in the back*

Me: *Eyeroll*