SO the other day I updated and ppgzrazmin (sorry if I mispelled) had left a review that trashed that chapter. OBVIOUSLY I was pretty freaking mad. But I understood, I knew it was bad. So instead I came up with this whole super dramatic chapter that was so good I wanted to keep you guys waiting. I'll update quickly. Here's the first part. Enjoy :)

-BLOSSOM'S P.O.V.—

I walked out of the dressing room as normal as possible when I felt like I was being followed. I turned around but I didn't see anyone. Slightly disturbed, I tried shrugging it off and continued walking. That feeling came back though and I started walking faster. Eventually I got so scared that I was practically sprinting back to Berserk's. I finally reached the gate and closed the door as fast as possible, all while locking it. I checked my watch, 1:30AM. Well that can't be right. I tapped on my watch and all of a sudden passed out.

The next morning I woke up with an Oh-My-Taco-Throwing-God-headache. It hurt so bad but was what more curious was, what happened last night? All I remembered was being followed and passing out. I tried to prevent more pain to my head by not adding stress by taking my mind off things. Where is everyone? Oh well, they'll probably come later. I decided to go back to bed. Why does my lower back hurt so much?

-BUTTERCUP'S P.O.V.—

I woke up hanging upside down from a giant fan on the ceiling of the Ruff's penthouse. How come they get a penthouse? Well, anyways, I drifted to the floor, pretty wobbly actually when my neck started hurting. I touched it to rub it, in case it was sore from probably not sleeping right. But when I touched it, I almost shouted in pain. In fact, I did hear a scream. But it didn't come from my mouth.

"BUUUUTTTTEEERRRRCCCUUUPPPPPPPPP!" My blue sister yelled for my aid. Despite the pain, I flew to her almost at the speed of light when I saw her lying on the floor holding onto her hip.

"What happened? Did you fall off of something?" I asked.

"No I just woke up and I bent over in pain, and now I'm lying here." She said smiling like I used to when I was caught stealing cookies from a jar. Ah memories….

"Lemme see." She rolled over, wincing in pain and trying not to cry, she knows me well enough not to cry unless it's serious. I bent down and rolled up her shirt, nothing. Trying to swallow all awkwardness, I rolled down (slowly) her pants when I saw it. Surprises of all surprises, and ehmahgawds of ehmahgawds, it was there.

Bubbles,

Sweet little Bubbles,

Had a,

Tattoo.

I started laughing, the pain in my neck still there though. "You got a tattoo?" Her eyes widened, and she looked fearfully at it. Sure enough, the gray-blue dolphin pair was still there. No wonder her hip was hurting when she tou- wait a minute.

"Bubbles, can you do me a favor?" I took off my shirt (RELAX I WAS WEARING A TANK TOP) and her mouth formed an O. "What is it?!" I asked worried.

"A tattoo," she said. Please don't be what I think it is. "Of Butch's name."

SON OF A BIT-

OKAY BC. We understand your point.

BC: How can you do this to me? D-:

Butch: Dont act like you don't love it.

Me: TRUST ME, what's coming is worse for you two, and brick mostly.

Brick: Wha?