"Ah…it's a really beautiful day today! And to think that I was going to be cooped up spending it cleaning up the house." Bubbles exclaims during their walk toward the park.
"It's always a good sign when the sun is out with no clouds." Boomer agrees while he glances upward toward the sky.
"Boomer, can I ask you a personal question?" her cheery tone never waivers even for a second when she speaks to him.
He shakes his head in a "yes" fashion when Bubbles continues on with her other question, "What made you and your brothers' come to Pokey Oaks High?"
For some reason, he tense up and a flashback of when his older brothers' discussed a certain plan of theirs before they chose Pokey Oaks as their intended destination.
"Well, we are considered delinquents on paper so we just go wherever they screen us too. Luckily for us, we got good ole' Pokey Oaks." Boomer lies and feels his gut wrenches at the fact he lies to Bubbles. However, it was a sworn secret between the three brothers' that they will keep.
"You know…you don't seem like a delinquent Boomer. You're very nice to me and I haven't seen you harm anybody yet." She admits as she busies herself with a game of avoiding the cracks on the sidewalk.
'Oh trust me, I have hurt many people Bubbles. I'm not as innocent as I look.' Boomer wants to confess to her about his own nickname. It had been handed to him at many of his schools was the "Babyface Kid".
"...but with your brothers' it's very visible with them but whatever. It seems as if Buttercup and Blossom arevfalling for them."
"Oops…you didn't hear me say that." Bubbles rattles off by mistake before she covers her mouth with her hand like a little kid would if they reveal a big secret.
"So Blossom likes Brick? I already had a feeling Buttercup likes Butch but Blossom, wait till I tell Brick the news." Boomer humours the latter half of his statement.
"Boomer," She clasps both of his hands with hers, which causes him to swivel. in her direction. The young lady utlizes her famous puppy dog face as it surfaces to her face, "Don't tell them…please?"
He could not help it. She was looking so darn adorable plus he likes the fact that they were somewhat holding hands.
He ultimately becomes another victim to Bubbles' puppy dog face. "Okay...my lips are sealed."
"Thanks Boomer you're the best!" She declares while she encloses in him a hug because he cooperates with her.
"Either way it goes, they're going to find out without me telling them..." Boomer remarks to the blonde girl in his arms.
"I know. I want those two to find out on their own terms. Besides, I have a feeling that we were all meant to meet each other." Bubbles predicts their siblings' future to Boomer.
"I agree with you too, Bubbles." He agrees with her prediction when his eyes land on the park and makes out that people start to settle in.
"Oh there's the play! They're about to get started. Let's hurry up and get a seat." Boomer informs her before he gathers Bubbles hand and tugs her along with him.
Bubbles appericated the brief moment to chat with Boomer before the play, 'He's so loyal to his family and has such a gentle personality. I think I really like him…wait did I just…oh well just go with the flow.'
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"I can't believe we agreed on everything today, Butter." Butch declares while she carries their medium size pizza to their respective table.
"Are you happy because of that?" Buttercup huffs. She slides the pizza box across the surface of the table and sits in front of Butch at the metal wire table.
"Come on Butter, now you know we aren't supposed to agree but what do I know. Anyway, are you enjoying this date so far?" He wonders after he pops the pizza box lid open and digs in for a slice of pizza.
"This is the absolute longest date I have ever been on." She exaggerates with an emphasis on the word longest, which produces a smirk on his face.
"No, it was a series of dates! Now that I think about it the soccer field, the makeshift water park, and now we're eating so I say that adds up to three dates." Buttercup lips as she reaches for her slice of pizza.
"Uh, uh, uh, Butter. You're not going to pull a fast one over on me. You could have left after the soccer field, the little water park and now but you haven't so that tells me you like spending time with me." Butch explains as he wags his index finger at her as if she was a bad dog.
'Dang it! He does have a point. I got to think of something quick.' She mulls over to herself when the idea hits her, "Well it's been an awfully long day Butch and I'm about to go home."
"You know you could at least finish the pizza." He sternly states as he bites in to his personal slice of pizza while she rises to her feet.
"I know you got to be starving from that soccer game from earlier. Plus, your stomach is begging for food." Butch reasons with her since he was already prepared if she tries to bolt for an early departure.
"Oh puh-lease, I can go without food after a game..." Buttercup claims before a loud growling noise emits from her empty and hungry stomach.
"You were saying?" He teases her when the girl blushes from embarrassment. She tries to cover her stomach with her hands so the noise would not be heard again.
"Did you forget that I have super hearing? Your stomach was growling when we were going to go get clean off. That was the reason why I asked were you hungry." Butch relates after he polishes his first slice of pizza.
"So you're telling me that you, Butch Shaw, was actually being considerate of someone else's needs?" She quizzes out of astonishment while she takes her seat again.
"If I wasn't then you would have just up and left. Hell, the trip to the soccer field was a dead giveaway! Hey...why do you sound surprise about that?" Butch expresses when he reaches in for another slice.
'Wait a minute...that same ominous feeling's back again except they are closer this time.' Butch and Buttercup note as they simultaneously bite in to their food when a voice was heard.
"Hey there, Butter! It's so good to see you are doing well." The masculine voice registers as familiar to Buttercup and vaguely familiar to Butch.
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"Are you alright? You look pissed?" Brick inquires after Princess struts within the mall.
Blossom had snapped her grip around her plastic cup and popped it from her anger.
"Yeah, I am." She simply response as she drops the crumpled cup from her grasp and on top of the metallic table where she sits at.
"I see why Buttercup distances herself away from Princess. It's so she won't kill her. She's so annoying and nosey on top of that! She already knew that I ran into him." TAhe young lady mumbles the last part of her sentence to herself but he overhears it up.
"So she spoke in code to you when she mentioned the terrific trio or the Three Bandits to warn you that they were in town?" Brick queries, which reveals an intellucal side to him.
He normally would not show as it catches Blossom slightly off guard.
"Um…yeah, how did you know?" She asks since she was genuinely curious as to how Brick was able to figure that out.
"Come on now, Blossom! Every school has their own way of communicating information without the party knowing that it is them on the other end. I learned them from every school just in case one of them tried to put a hit on anyone of my brothers' or even me." He rationalized when he could tell by the look on her face she was surprised.
"Well you do have a point…I should know because I'm the one responsible to issue out the hits on people if it deems necessary by Buttercup." Blossom mutters that part to Brick since she did not want too many people to know of her true status of her position.
"But it's getting kind of hot out here, let's go inside the mall." He complains about the heat when he twists his red cap around in order to block the sun's rays from his eyes.
"Agreed, I thought that this drink was going to help but I guess not." She voices as she points at the cup before they stand to their feet.
Brick blantitly leaves his chair out while Blossom thrusts her chair back underneath the table.
"Wow, this mall is freaking huge!" He whistles out loud once they travel in one of the many side entrance of the mall.
"Four floors of clothing stores, shoe stores, electronics, convince stores, hat stores, shoe cleaning, tailoring shops, food courts on each floor, two movie theaters, ice cream shops, this is Townsville Mega Mall. So try not to get lost." She runs down the list of the directory and favors a motherly tour guide.
'Is that even possible...a motherly tour guide?' Brick thinks to himself.
He then decides to remain close to her since he did not know how the mall's layout and she did.
Blossom turns to face him and poses "Where do you want to go to first?"
"Let's go to the second floor and then we can work our way up." Brick suggests to her since he scopes out the stores on the first floor but nothing really captures his attention.
"Okay then, remember to stay close." Blossom reminds him again as she guides them to the escalator while Brick uses her bright red ribbon on her head as his tracking beacon.
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"Good thing you decided to run or we wouldn't have any seats to be sitting in." Bubbles expresses.
They were able to secure some good seats to watch the play while others struggle to locate any empty chairs.
"Yeah. There are a lot of young adults and parents out here with their kids to for this play." Boomer conveys as he examines the various faces of the crowd.
"I know right. They even brought their picnic cloths and basket." She jests.
She observes him handle a stack of papers, removes two out and passes it down their row.
"Here you go," Boomer hands Bubbles the program pamphlet.
She stares at the front of the book and reads the words printed in big bold and decorative writing HAMLET: A Shakespearian Tragedy Is Told.
Bubbles peers up at him, who searches through his pamphlet. A smile graces her face.
'I really can't see him as a delinquent…' her thoughts trail off when he senses her eyes were on him.
Boomer realizes the daze expression in her eye, which means she presently daydreams about something. She was wearing this beautiful smile on her face.
Their attention were diverted to the front of the stage when they saw a man clad in circa 17th century clothing. He stood at what looked like a moveable podium.
"Hello there, we are the Azure Feathers Drama Troupe! We're on our annual tour that passes through Townsville around this time each year. We were founded four years ago and are terribly blessed to be still up and running today. We have truly faced some hard times but made it through."
"We are hosting the play Hamlet that was written by the famous screenwriter himself, Mr. Shakespeare. So we want you to sit back, relax and enjoy Shakespeare famous tragedy." The man recites a brief speech before he disappears behind the curtains.
Boomer checks on Bubbles again prior to the curtains open and notices that she was deep in thought again before the play begins.
A couple of hours later, the crowd had risen to their feet and gave a rounding applause. The actors and actresses all stood up in one line and took their bow for their hard work.
'At first I wasn't interested until Hamlet learned that his uncle-father King Claudius had killed Hamlet's father or Ghost Hamlet. And somehow Ophelia reminds me of Bubbles a little.' He considers to himself when the curtains close and people depart from the area.
"Thank you Boomer, for bringing me to this play." Bubbles thanks him once they gather themselves and left the park.
"It's no problem. When I heard that they were doing this play, the first person that popped to my head was you. how you love plays." Boomer confesses after he scratches the back of his head from embarrassment.
"You're the only understanding boy I went out with so far. They probably would have never dared come to a play. They're scared someone might see them and call them a wuss." She keeps the compliments coming.
The sound of an ice cream truck nearby breaks their conversation, "Let me at least buy you the ice cream that I owe you for helping me out with my lines and for today."
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Buttercup mentally dreads the identity of the masculine voice that speaks to her. She simply wants to eat the slice of pizza in her hand and pretend not to listen to the voice speaks.
"Don't be so cold Butter! I know that's not like you." The voice reasons not aware that Buttercup slowly grows agitated with the voice.
"You don't know anything about me! I don't talk to people who use other people for ulterior motives without letting them know." Buttercup snaps at the voice before she swallows her pizza crust and sips her ice cold Coke.
Butch listens in on the conversation when he cuts his gaze over to the individual that addresses her by his moniker "Butter" instead of Buttercup.
The boy has short crop black hair with grey eyes that hold secrets behind them. He was a fair complexion and wore a white collar shirt with khaki cargo pants and white tennis shoes that did not have any scuff marks or scratches on them.
"How many times do I have to apologize for what I did? It wasn't my choice in the matter! You of all people should know that." The boy retorts because his tone did not sound too apologetic.
"Don't ever lump me in a group with you! I have better judgment than you do." Buttercup harshily hisses at him while she forcefully grabs another slice of pizza.
"At least let me make it up to you, are you free tonight? I'll take you to the movies." The boy inquires, which displays to Butch that he was very persistent with her.
"If you haven't noticed that I am already on a date with him." She asserts as she gestures her head toward Butch. An inward smile surfaces on his face.
"I mean he could be your brother for crying out loud! If he isn't your boyfriend then it shouldn't matter what he thinks."
'Think on your feet Butter!' She quickly thinks to herself until an idea hits her. She opens her mouth to speak.
"He/I is/am my/her boyfriend." The two of them simultaneously revealed, which only worked because they both secretly cued each other in.
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Author's Note:
07.17.16 Major editing revision