Bubbles pulled up to a rather large house that had an exquisite garden and topiary on the front lawn.
"Wow, his house is beautiful." Blossom said.
"After retiring from the military he picked up gardening to keep calm. He has a small anger issue." Evee explained and stepped out of the car. The rest followed and walked with Evee up to the door. Blossom was so amazed at how well kept everything was. He must know a lot about plants she thought.
"Evee, my darling niece how have you been?" A man said as he wrapped his arms around her. He was bald with a large scar across his left eye. Blossom almost gasped when he opened his eyes and the one with the scar was milky white.
"I've been lovely Uncle Skarr. These are the friends I w-was telling you about." She introduced them all to her uncle.
"Welcome all please come in." He closed the door behind them after everyone made it in. The inside of the house was almost as grand as the outside was. It had a very modern style and each room seemed to have a different theme.
"Please follow me to your rooms." He said in a firm tone. Everyone did as they were told and fell in form behind Evee's uncle. Blossom looked around as she walked, there were so many interesting things in his house. There were war replicas and other things from the military. Mementos from all over the world seemed to be everywhere. The line had stopped and Blossom bumped into Bubbles.
"Sorry." She whispered to her sister.
"I have two rooms; make your accommodations however you would like." Bubbles grabbed Evee and ran into one room.
"Evee and I are sleeping in this room. Blossom, Dexter, you get the other one." Blossoms jaw dropped. They were going to be in the same bed? Bubbles drove her crazy sometimes.
"Wonderful," Skarr clapped his hands together. "Now I'm going to finish lunch while you unpack." He started to leave but turned back around.
"Oh, if you see a boy in a red cap with a rather large nose, avoid him. All he is is trouble. I'm sure he all ready knows you are here." He walked away to the kitchen. The four went to the car to collect their things. They went back and forth till it was Blossom who was left. She turned and gasped, dropping her bag. A teenage boy with a red baseball hat was standing near her.
"You scared me." She said with a laugh as she grabbed her bag. He just stared at her and she smiled nervously.
"Well, I'm going to go inside, bye." Blossom started to walk away and the boy talked.
"Hi I'm Billy, I like roller skating and long walks on the-" He started to manically cough. I don't want to be rude to him she thought. She rummaged through her bag and found a bottle of water.
"Here drink this. My name is Blossom, nice to meet you Billy. I have to go inside now." He drank the water and continued to stand there. Blossom ignored him and hurried into the house.
"Are you ok Blossom?" Bubbles asked.
"Yeah I'm fine; I just met that Billy kid. I think he's still outside." The two girls peeked out the window and saw Billy standing out there.
"That so isn't creepy." Bubbles said as she put the curtain back.
"Hey look, someone is going up to him." Blossom said. Bubbles pulled the curtain back again to see. A blonde girl in a black and pink dress with a yellow flower on it walked up to Billy. Her hair was combed back and held with a black hair band. Billy seemed to get extremely excited about her presence. She said something to him and he kept on talking then pointed to the house. She looked over; Blossom and Bubbles gasped and let the curtain fall back into place. They looked at each other and laughed.
"They must be friends." Blossom said.
"Lunch is ready!" Skarr called from the kitchen.
"Coming!" The girls called.
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Fuzzy walked down the street, his fedora was angled down so most of his face was hidden. It was dark out and neon lights shone everywhere, it was the night life down this street in Endsville. He got the usual reaction when he went into public. The obligatory 'hey it's not Halloween' anymore joke, some people just stared, and sometimes he would get a whistle or two. The sound of techno music was coming from Him's club down the street called The Manufactured Lullaby.
Fuzzy walked into the night club to find Him. When first entering the club you are on the top floor and everything else is sunk into the ground. Looking down he saw scantily clad women and men on the dance floor drinking and trying to find love for the night. Sexuality oozed from every corner of this place Fuzzy thought. It also had an old time seventies feel to it.
The dance floor was rainbow checkered with lights underneath and a few disco balls and strobe lights hung from the ceiling. Colored lights shone down flying all over the room. Down the middle of the whole club was a run way with three stripper poles. Two women and one man were performing at the moment. On one side of the run way was the dance floor and the other was a smoking lounge and the bar. Fuzzy descended the stairs and a woman walked up to him. She was a cute little brunette that had on decent clothes compared to the other women here. He liked a woman who had respected themselves.
"Hey handsome," She said with a smile. "I've never seen you here before."
He smirked and took her hand kissing the back of it.
"Good evenin' darling, I'd love to chat but I have a previous engagement," He winked at her and handed her a business card. "Call me some time." She giggled.
"Such a gentlemen." She kissed his cheek and walked off. He laughed and knocked on Him's door. He walked out and Fuzzy it took all he had from letting his jaw hit the floor. Normally when he saw him he was in a red suit, but this was, he didn't know what to think. He was wearing what looked like a red mini dress with a thick black belt and hemmed with pink fur at the collar and bottom. He also had on makeup, fake eyelashes, two lobster claw earnings, and black high heeled thigh high boots.
The only thing on him that Fuzzy was used to was his hair was slicked back, he still had his curled goatee, and his eyes are completely green with black irises.
"Hellooo Fuzzy, please some in." He said in a high voice that always seemed to echo. Fuzzy cleared his throat and stepped in. The whole room was red, even the lights were tinted red. Fuzzy took a seat in front of Him's desk and took off his hat. Him sat down and crossed his legs resting his hands on his knees.
"So Fuzzy, what brings you to my humble abode?" Him asked.
"I called a week or so ago about Blossom and her boyfriend, Dexter. Well they are now in town and we are needing your help," Him nodded and Fuzzy pulled a few photos out of his pocket placing them on his desk.
"Here are pictures of Blossom, Dexter, his friend we kidnapped, and where they are currently residing." Him picked them up and studied them. He placed them into a drawer and looked at Fuzzy.
"What exactly can I do for you and your lovely boss?" Him asked in a lower more serious tone. Fuzzy leaned back in his chair.
"I need you to give Mr. J's number to Dexter somehow. Make sure you entice him with the picture of his friend Otto and the idea that we can bring his sister back." Fuzzy instructed.
"However you cannot let Blossom see anything. You'll also need to tell Dexter not to mention this to anyone, ok?" Fuzzy said. Him nodded and stood up.
"I can transform into something and get him to come here." Him suggested. Fuzzy thought about it for a moment.
"Can you get into his dreams?" Fuzzy asked.
"There is very little I can't do Fuzzy." Him said in a demonic voice. Fuzzy smirked at how defensive he was being.
"Tempt him to either come to your club or go into his dreams. I really don't care; you can carve it into a person and throw it at him for all I care. Just keep an eye on him and get that information to him," Fuzzy stood up putting his fedora back on.
"I'm leaving now, I'll see you later." He stepped out of his office.
"Toodles!" Him called out.
Fuzzy walked by the bar and saw the girl from earlier. He grabbed her by the waist and placed some money on the counter. She giggled and moved with the motions. They descended the stairs and left into the neon darkness.
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Dexter waited outside the door until Blossom finished getting ready for bed. He let her get dressed in the room while he went to the bathroom.
"You can come in now" She said through the door. Dexter entered the room and his eyes automatically fell on Blossom. She was sitting in front of a mirror brushing her hair in a t-shirt and short shorts.
"Wow." Dexter said. Blossom turned to looked at him then at herself.
"What?" She asked. He walked over to her and ran a finger down her cheek.
"You're beautiful that's what." He said softly and planted a kiss on her lips. She stared at him with those pink eyes and he couldn't resist. He had to have her, right now. He kissed her lightly once, then twice. She leaned toward him and he pulled her up enveloping her in his arms. Blossom wrapped her arms around his neck. He planted a hand on her waist and pulled her close as possible. He licked and nibbled on her lips; as soon as her tongue touched his, the invitation had been sent. He invaded her mouth, he couldn't taste her enough. She was sweet, she was trembling, and she held him close.
Dexter pulled her with him over to the bed, scattering kisses from her mouth to her neck. Once they found the bed in their torrent of passion. Blossom took his glasses off and pushed him onto it. He watched her as she mounted him rubbing against his member. He let out a hissing breath and pulled her back into another devouring kiss. He smoothed his hands down her back and cupped her rump, pressing her down against him. A desired moan came from her that only made him want her more. He sat up and took off his shirt. Blossom ran her hands over the bare flesh and sighed. She dismounted him and lay on the bed. Did I do something wrong he thought.
"What's wrong?" Dexter asked. Blossom shook her head and rubbed her eyes.
"I… I don't know. I don't think I can do this right now…" Dexter took in a deep breath and nodded. He brushed her hair back and kissed her cheek.
"I understand, would you like me to sleep out in the living room? I really wouldn't mind if it makes you more comfortable." She thought about it for a moment and nodded.
"I'm sorry; I don't mind sleeping in the same bed but right now… I probably wouldn't be able to contain myself." She said. Dexter planted a soft kiss on her lips and smiled.
"Don't worry about having to explain yourself. I'll be on the couch beautiful, have a good sleep." Dexter grabbed a blanket and left the room. He laid on the couch staring up at the ceiling. He had so much on his mind at the moment. There was Blossom of course, I wonder why she stopped. Maybe tomorrow she'd tell him. Then there was the fact that Otto went missing. Dexter sighed and laid on his side to sleep, he'd deal with it all tomorrow.