"OW!"
Blossom Utonium's eyes snapped open but all she saw in front of her was an up-close view of a pink fuzzy carpet. It took a second before it occurred to her that, while she'd rolled off the bed, crib bars hadn't stopped her as they had the other day.
Blossom rolled on her back and sat up. She looked around, though she was tired and everything was still a bit hazy. She saw to her left the three-sectioned blanket that was usually on her bed. Well, the pink end of it anyway.
She stood up and blinked her eyes to clear her vision. She looked onto the bed to see the footboard was no longer present, though the headboard with the 'PpG' on it was still on the bed. Blossom also viewed the sleeping forms of her sisters. She saw Bubbles holding her Octi doll, Buttercup even had her blankie. The Blarney doll, however, was nowhere in sight. She was a bit disappointed about that. Blossom had liked having it around. She made a private resolution that moment to ask the Professor about getting her one regardless of whether or not he'd think she was being childish.
When she looked at herself, there were no footie-pajamas, no babyish nightie, or even the pink overalls she'd fallen asleep in while playing with Mike. She was wearing her own pink nightgown, same as always.
As she examined her room, she saw that all of the toys were in the bedroom were all toys that had been recommended for ages four and up. All the baby stuff had disappeared as if it was never there, which, in a sense, it hadn't. There were on baby toys, no baby monitors, and no baby furniture, even a baby doll was to be found.
"BUBBLES! BUTTERCUP! WAKE UP!" She yelled excitedly, causing the intended affect as Bubbles woke with a start.
"Blossom? Did it work?" Bubbles asked.
"Yep, we're back to normal." Blossom said.
"Yippee!! Buttercup, wake up! We're normal again." Bubbles said, shaking her sister's shoulder.
"Yay." Buttercup said sarcastically as she slowly got up.
"Hey, Buttercup, can I ask you a question?" Blossom asked, her sister replied by giving a brief nod of her head, "What did Ms. Keane say to you before that made you agree to the spell?"
Buttercup looked away, clearly intending to dodge the question, but the Professor yelled up to their room before she could answer.
"Girls! Breakfast!" He called up.
The Girls quickly dressed and flew downstairs. They saw the Professor in the kitchen making breakfast. They sat down at the table and eagerly awaited what they were going to have for breakfast, not caring if it was good or bad as long it was, at least, something solid.
"Morning, angels." Utonium said as he saw the Girls come downstairs, "I made your favorite."
With that he put down on the table three plates of three pancakes.
"Mmmm...I love pancakes. Thank you, Professor." Bubbles said cheerfully.
"You're very welcome sweetheart." Utonium said to Bubbles, "By the way, girls, I want to ask you something."
The Girls looked at Utonium to see what he wished to ask.
"Well, I've been wondering, would you object if I asked you to call me 'Dad', or 'Daddy'?"
The Girls were all a little surprised at the sudden request.
"No, not at all." Blossom replied, after taking a few seconds to recover from the surprise.
"All right, I'll call you 'daddy'." Bubbles said.
"Okay, sure...Daddy." Buttercup said, a bit shyly and even blushing a bit at the unfamiliar sensation of actually calling Utonium 'Daddy'. Utonium smiled at the Girls.
"All right then, finish your breakfast and head off to school. You don't want to be late."
"Okay." replied all three girls.
They quickly ate their food and gave Utonium a kiss on the cheek before leaving for school.
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With their speed, it wasn't long until the Girls reached Pokey Oaks Kindergarten. They entered and saw it was exactly as it had been when they last left it five days ago, last Friday.
The three sisters went to their desks, passing Ms. Keane's desk along the way. Each Girl greeted their teacher then mother now once again teacher in turn.
"Good morning, Ms. Keane." said Blossom.
"Mornin', Ms. Keane." said Bubbles.
"Hi Momm..." Buttercup started to say before stopping herself, "Hi, Ms. Keane."
Ms. Keane smiled and greeted each girl. With that the girls returned to their desk, Buttercup looking a bit forlorn. When they got there, Blossom turned to Buttercup.
"You better watch it, Buttercup, you almost slipped up, big time." she told her sister.
"Whoops, sorry." Buttercup said, acting as if it was nothing.
As Blossom and Buttercup got into a discussion about keeping this whole thing a secret. Bubbles saw Mike come up to her and struck up a discussion.
"Mornin' Mikey." she said, in her usual cheerful mood.
"Hi Bubbles." Mike said, looking a little embarrassed, "I just wanted to say...you were cute."
"Huh?" Bubbles asked, genuinely confused.
"When you were a baby, you were cute." Mike said.
Bubbles was a bit surprised, Blossom had thought that since they were the only ones who seemed to remember the history changes, they should keep the whole thing a secret. But now it seemed as if someone did remember.
"How do you know about that?" She asked Mike.
"Well, anyone who helps make that spell remembers the other history." Mike explained, "So I remembered playing with you while your mom...Ms. Keane and your dad made that spell with the duck I brought."
"Wow, does that mean Ms. Keane remembers, too?" Bubbles asked.
"Guess so." Mike replied with a shrug.
Now Bubbles wasn't sure if Ms. Keane remembered or not. Bubbles looked at Ms. Keane to try and see if she would give some sign that she did know about the changed history. She noticed Ms. Keane was looking at Buttercup. Bubbles knew it was because of Buttercup's greeting. What she didn't know was if it was because it so unusual or if it was because she knew she had been her mommy and understood the slip-up.
Bubbles had no idea just how correct the latter idea was.
Sandra Keane looked at Buttercup from her desk. The girl seemed to be a little depressed, and she knew exactly the reason why.
Just a little longer, Buttercup. Sandy thought to herself.
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