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I could feel Buttercup's glare boring into my back as we all flew wordlessly through the sky. We landed on Him's front lawn, "Alright girls, let's just get to the bottom of this," I said grimly. Bubbles and Buttercup followed me as I marched purposefully toward the front door. "Are you sure we have to do this?" Bubbles asked, "I mean, we have no reason to suspect Tina and Gina," she pleaded, hands clasped behind her back.
"Bubbles, we have to be completely sure and the only way to do that is to look through Him's TVs," I argued, squaring my shoulders and rapping smartly on the door.
The door creaked open, "Oh hello Powerpuff Girls. How nice to see you!" Him crooned in his high-pitched voice, flinging open the door. "Come in, come in" he beckoned with his claw. Buttercup, Bubbles and I walked through the thresh hold and halted in the foyer. "Oh please do sit down, it's not polite to linger in doorways," Him insisted, ushering us through the hallway and into his living room. With a wave of his claw, the living room was swept clear of used tissues, dirty dishes, magazines and tv guides. Buttercup and Bubbles hesitantly walked toward the couch and sat down, Buttercup slouched in the corner and Bubbles perched uncomfortably on the edge.
I paced the pink fluffy rug, as Him disappeared into the kitchen and returned with a steaming mug of tea. Shuffling his way to his big red armchair, he settled himself down and placed his tea on a small table to his right.
"Now girls, what can I do for you this time?" He asked, placing his claws tip to tip.
"You have all recordings of everyone in Townsville's actions right?" I asked, getting straight to the point. Him leaned back in his chair and smiled smugly.
"My dear Blossom, of course I do," He purred, waving his claw so that each of the TVs displayed different faces of individual citizens in Townsville. Bubbles and Buttercup stood up and began to scan them, their eyes moving up and down the countless rows of hovering TV screens.
"Looking for someone are we?" Him asked, his smug smile widening.
"As a matter of fact, we're looking for Tina and Gina," I said, clearing my throat and shuffling my feet. While this was research, it did seem odd to be looking through their footage. It felt we were invading their privacy. I quickly shook my head. This is strictly research and to protect Tina and Gina I told myself firmly, ignoring the small voice that whispered otherwise.
"I see, so are they the culprits now?" Him asked slowly, his eyes searching as he scanned our faces. Bubbles blushed a deep scarlet and averted her eyes, becoming increasing interested in a TV screen that showed a woman watering her plants. Buttercup gritted her teeth and balled her hands into fist.
"Well, earlier today the girls were swamped by boys. They usually never are, so we thought perhaps they had placed the potion in the water to, you know, get boyfriends. We're just here to see if our hunch is correct," I responded.
"Well I'm pretty sure it was Gina. Tina never wanted to date guys so it has to be Gina. I mean think about it. She reads all those romance novels," Buttercup said, blowing her hair out of her face and glaring at Bubbles.
"No way, Gina's too nice! She wouldn't do that and plus if she wanted romance, she wants it naturally, not forced. I bet you it was Tina. She loves messing with people," Bubbles retorted, narrowing her eyes and planting her hands on her hips.
"Yeah, but Tina doesn't want a guys mooning over her. She messes with people in other non-romantic ways," Buttercup spat back, folding her arms across her chest.
"Ohh cat fight," Him cried gleefully, shooting looks at both Bubbles and Buttercup.
"Him, do you mind leaving us alone? I'll try to calm them down," I sighed, as my sisters continued to squabble.
"Oh alright. Here's the remote. Press the button to get the recordings of the people you want to look for," Him huffed, waving his claw to reveal a rather large remote covered in buttons of all sizes. The biggest button was labeled "Butch," there was another slightly smaller one for "Brick" and a smaller one for "Boomer." Scanning further down, I saw three buttons for my sisters and me. Yeesh, Him was creepy.
"Oh and Blossom, I don't tolerate physical fighting inside," Him trilled dangerously before he disappeared into the kitchen. I nodded and turned back towards my bickering sisters.
"I'm saying that it can't be Tina," Buttercup growled.
"And I'm saying that Gina is too nice," Bubbles snapped back.
"It can't be Gina," I sighed, stopping both of them. A pair of bright green eyes glared at me, while a pair of sky blue ones widened in shock.
"Why the hell not?" Buttercup said, gritting her teeth.
"Because Gina has been in love with Chris since we were in kindergarten," I said.
"Excuse me?" stuttered Buttercup, taking a step back and dropping her glare.
"Ever since we were in kindergarten, I noticed how Gina's face seems to light up when Chris is nearby. I think it's because Chris defended her from being bullied once. She also jumps at the chance to hang out with him all the time," I explained, remember the time before we were friends with Tina and Gina, before Tina was Gina's half sister. One of the boys was pulling on Gina's pigtails, bringing tears to her eyes and Chris had stopped them.
"I can't believe that I didn't notice this! She's my best friend! I'm a terrible best friend," Bubbles wailed, burying her face in her hands and sinking onto the couch.
"Well she's kept it a secret from all of us. Even Tina," I said reassuringly, floating over to Bubbles and sitting next to her.
"For being an open book, that is one hell of a secret crush. But I still believe Tina didn't do it," Buttercup added, sitting on Bubbles's other side and awkwardly patting her shoulder.
"Shall we find out?" I asked waggling Him's giant remote control in the air.
"Yeah," Bubbles replied with a rueful shake of her head. We scanned the remote, looking at each of the colorful buttons. Buttercup chuckled when she saw Butch's large forest green button and Bubbles smiled when she saw Boomer's smaller dark blue button. Finally we found an oval shaped button labeled "Tina and Gina." Aiming the remote at the TV screens, I pressed the button and we gasped as the TVs morphed into one. The screen was wiped clear and the word "Menu" appeared across the top, followed by a list of titles: birth-4 years old, Kindergarten- 5th grade, 6th – 8th grade, 9th grade – present.
"Him's quite organized," Bubbles chirped, scanning the list. I pressed the clicker, moving past the first three titles and landing on the last one "9th grade – present". Pressing the play button, we watched as the screen wiped itself clear again and then another list appeared, marking the years. I clicked on "present" and this time the menu was subdivided into months
"Wow..forget quite, he's really organized," I muttered, rapidly clicking the remote to get to the month we wanted, which then revealed a list of the weeks. I quickly clicked the first one. The screen was split in two as it revealed both Tina and Gina sleeping in their own beds. Bubbles giggled when Gina began to chew invisible food in her sleep, quietly smacking her lips. Tina, on the other hand, simply mumbled and rolled over, her arm falling across the stuffed animal she had on her bed.
I pressed fast forward, hoping to speed through the tape towards something more interesting. Tina and Gina's life passed before our eyes at hyper speed when suddenly Buttercup gasped.
"Stop! Stop it right now. Rewind. Are you fucking kidding me?" She growled as she tore the remote from my hands and glared at the frozen screen. It looked like Tina and Gina were in one of the school hallways and leaning on the janitor's closet was none other than Butch. Narrowing her eyes, Buttercup stabbed the play button.
"Why hello, there." Butch's voice purred through the surround sound speakers and Buttercup visibly squirmed.
"Um, hi…there." Tina replied as she turned to face Butch.
"Can we help you?" Gina added in her chirpy voice.
"I seemed to have misplaced my name. Can I have yours?" Butch responded, flexing his muscles and grinning mischievously.
"Typical. That fucker," Buttercup seethed, her eyes turning a murderous shade of green. Her fists clenched the remote, tiny green sparks erupting from her knuckles.
"I can't believe he thought that lame line would work. Let's move on from this slime ball shall we?" Bubbles added nervously, extricating the remote from Buttercup's fist and quickly pressing fast forward.
"Check this out girls," I cried, pressing play. The screens were split again, meaning that Tina and Gina were headed to different classes. We watched as Tina walked towards a door located next to a water fountain, my eyes widened when a boy turned the other corner and headed straight for a drink. Just as she reached for the door handle, he glanced up and caught sight of her. His eyes followed her as she passed the thresh hold and the door clicked shut behind her.
"Oh what a goddess she is," the boy sighed, clasping his hand to his heart and slowly walking away from the drinking fountain.
On the other side of the screen, Gina was walking down the hallway, listening to her music. We watched as she passed a different boy drinking from the water fountain near the cafeteria. She suddenly paused, looked down and bent to pick something up. Then tapping the boy on the shoulder, she gave him a smile and held out an ID card.
"I think you dropped this," she said sweetly. The boy gaped at her.
"Uh…thanks cutie," he finally managed to say, fumbling to accept the card.
Blushing, Gina turned, her hair catching the glint of the lights, and walked through the hall leaving the boy looking quite love struck.
The next one was of Tina walking past the football field, where the footballers were practicing. We saw that they were having a water break and as soon as they saw her, their cups tumbled out of their hands and they all began to shout her name. Buttercup laughed and pointed out the headphones Tina was wearing, making her completely oblivious to the guys each trying to best each other in hopes of gaining her attention.
While Tina was walking past the football field, Gina was walking into the chorus room. The all male acapella group was practicing in there and we watched as, one by one, they each took sips from their water bottles and fell in love with Gina. Gina blushed when she realized the boys were serenading her, but I guess she thought they were just rehearsing because she began laughing.
"You guys sound excellent!" She chirped as she walked back out the door, a box of sheet music in her hands.
After an hour or so of watching Tina and Gina walk pass numerous situations, Bubbles gasped. Grabbing the remote from my hand, she quickly hit rewind and then pressed play.
"Look at this!" She cried, as the screen revealed two boys lurking around Tina and Gina's lockers.
"Yo Brad, I heard Chris asked Gina out," the brunette said in hushed tones.
"What? No way Ted! I just found out Sebastian asked Tina out!" Brad replied.
"Weird, I thought Tina didn't date, you know girl power and all that," Ted said, scratching his head.
"And I thought Gina couldn't date, because you know, Tina being so protective and her being all innocent and stuff," said Brad.
"Well I was there and it was definitely Gina and Chris. She keeps turning him down so she's still single" Ted said.
"I guess both of them got asked out. I'm going to go ask Gina out for myself. I've been wanting to do this since like 8th grade," Brad said, rubbing his hands together.
"Well, I think I'll try my luck at Tina. She's a pretty cool chick. If Sebastian can do it without getting his sack busted surely I can," Ted replied. Then they both walked down the hall. I pressed fast forward again, pausing when I noticed another gaggle of boys on the screen.
"Not to mention the Powerpuff girls seem to be okay with it," One was saying, his smile widening.
"Yeah man, I always thought that I might get beaten up by Buttercup or something if she caught me asking Tina out," Another nodded.
"Or give us the usually intimidation speech that girls give. You know the one about being friends and if we break their hearts, they're break our faces?" a third laughed, shaking his head.
"I know right? I was worried that if I hurt Tina, one of them would come bust my balls or something," a fourth joined in, as they dug into their lunches.
I felt my jaw hit the floor. Lifting the remote, I pressed pause and tossed the remote onto the side table. Turning toward Bubbles and Buttercup, I saw the same look of surprise on their faces.
"I had no idea guys didn't ask Tina or Gina out because they were intimidated by us," Bubbles said, breaking the silence.
"Do you know what this means?" I asked.
"That Tina and Gina didn't steal the potion?" Him's voice wafted into the room. We all jumped.
"Sorry girls, I couldn't help but overhear. Isn't it fascinating to learn how Tina and Gina managed to remain single this entire time? They're both attractive, Gina being the sweet, romantic one and Tina the cool, sporty one. It's a wonder they didn't get snapped up by the boys." Him continued eagerly, filing his claw.
I hated to admit it, but Him was right. From what we saw on the tape, Tina and Gina hadn't stolen the potion. Three-fourths of the guys that were swooning over them were simply a result of both the girls being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Whereas the remaining fourth of the guys had simply been intimidated by us. There hadn't been any proof of them sneaking into the professor's lab whenever they came over. I lifted the remote and pressed the off button, causing the screen to turn black and blink out of sight.
"Thanks Him. C'mon girls we should head home, " I sighed resignedly, it seemed like we kept hitting dead ends.
"We should go apologize to Tina and Gina," Buttercup said, as we took to the sky.
"Yeah, I'm such a terrible friend. First I never noticed Gina's crush and then I accuse her of being a hussy without having any substantial proof," Bubbles replied, her blue eyes filled with shame.
"We should go now," I said, veering to my right and heading toward Tina and Gina's house. My sisters following close behind.
Landing on their backyard, Bubbles, Buttercup and I slowly made our way to the back door. As we approached, we could see the girls through the plate glass. Tina was sitting at the kitchen table, muttering angrily as she drummed her fingers onto the worn wooden tabletop. She wore her lacrosse cleats and her hair was drenched in sweat. Her lacrosse stick, instead of leaning on the table, was thrown carelessly on the floor. Gina, clad in an apron, was bustling around the kitchen, tossing ingredients into her kitchen aid and biting her lower lip while she stared at the contents of the bowl. She had a streak of flour on her nose and a smudge of chocolate across her cheek. Her hair was tied haphazardly into a bun.
Squaring her shoulders, Bubbles stepped toward the door and gave it a soft knock. They froze and looked at each other, then shifted their gaze to the back door. Upon seeing us Tina's hand clenched into a fist and her eyes narrowed, while Gina folded her arms across her chest and frowned. I could see the hurt in Gina's soft, brown eyes and the anger in Tina's. Bubbles knocked again, louder this time, but the girls simply turned their heads. Tina roughly shoved her chair back and stalked towards the cabinets, while Gina began to viciously chop up a block of chocolate into small chunks. When Tina returned from the fridge with a perspiring tall glass of water, she moved around the table so that her back was facing the door. Clearly, apologizing to our best friends wasn't going to be as easy as we thought. It was going to take a while to get them to open the door. Bubbles knocked on the door for the third time, but to no avail.
"Guys, open the door. We have to talk to you," She called through the door, her fist sliding down to the doorknob and gently rattling it. Tina pulled her ipod from her pocket and plugged it into a set of speakers in the kitchen. Gina simply turned the kitchen aid on and filled the room with a loud whirring sound.
"Let me try," Buttercup said, walking past Bubbles and pounding the door with her fist. Both Tina and Gina flinched at the loud, rattling thumps that could be heard over the noise, but they continued to give us the cold shoulder.
"Let us in. We need to talk to you," Buttercup bellowed, making sure that her voice could be heard over all the sound. Tina simply reached over and upped the volume, bringing the glass of water to her lips and taking a deep drink. Buttercup continued to pound the door, causing a slight dent in the woodwork and the glass to quiver. I quickly grasped her wrist and pulled her away before she could do any more damage.
"Let me try," I said, stepping up to the door.
"We're not leaving until you open this door and let us talk to you," I called, rapping smartly on the glass.
"I'll blast the door down if I have to," I added, stepping back and taking aim. Gina stopped chopping chocolate and stopped the kitchen aid. Tina carefully lowered her glass of water, reached over and lowered the volume of the speakers. Scraping her chair back, she slowly got up and stalked over to the door.
"Here to accuse us for something else we didn't do?" She said icily after yanking open the door and giving us all a death glare.
"No, we're actually here to apologize," I said softly, folding my hands in front of me and lowering my head. Tina opened the door a little wider and stepped aside to let us in, but the anger in her face didn't soften. We followed her to the kitchen table, hovering uncomfortably as Tina scraped back her chair and sat down, her arms folded and gazing stonily at the wooden table. Gina, after wiping her hands on a kitchen towel, joined her.
"Well sit down then," Gina said, gesturing toward the other chairs. Bubbles sat down next to Gina and Buttercup sat down next to Tina, leaving me the seat across from them. Gina and Tina sat quietly, expectantly as we settled our selves into the seats. I cleared my throat a few times. Tina continued drumming her fingers on the table, while Gina anxiously fiddled with the kitchen towel, twisting it around and around in her hands.
"What did you want to talk about," Tina asked, not meeting our eyes.
"Well, you see…we went to Him's house earlier," I began, unsure how to begin.
"And we discovered that you didn't steal the potion," Buttercup blurted out.
"Oh gee, how'd you figure that out?" Tina asked, finally lifting her gaze to us.
"Well Him basically has access to all, that is to say, he has surveillance cameras all throughout Townsville. So we took a look at your file," I answered.
"Our file?" Gina asked, her eyes widening in surprise.
"You were spying on us? Who gave you the right to do that? That's invasion of privacy!" Tina shouted, banging her fist on the table, making her glass wobble.
"We were just trying to find evidence that you're not a suspect!" Buttercup shouted back.
"The fact that we've been best friends isn't enough?" Gina asked quietly, her eyes shining with unshed tears.
"Of course it is, we just had to be sure. I mean it was a little odd to find out that all those boys were chasing after you. But we realized only some of them were a result of the potion and you were just at the wrong place at the right time," Bubbles soothed, wrapping her arm around Gina's shoulders.
"Is that all you came to tell us?" Tina asked, her arms folded across her chest.
"Of course not," Buttercup spluttered.
"We came to apologize. We should have trusted you and we didn't. I guess we just got so wrapped up in this case that no one seemed to be above being accused," I said softly, meeting both Tina and Gina's eyes.
"We're really sorry. It's just really frustrating you know?" Bubbles added, grabbing Gina's hand and giving it a soft squeeze.
"Well next time, maybe have more evidence before you go accusing people willy-nilly. A hunch can never be enough evidence," Gina said with a soft smile.
"For being Powerpuff Girls, you're mystery solving skills are terrible," Tina added, a corner of her mouth twitching up in a smile.
"Why you little…" Buttercup laughed, lightly punching Tina on the shoulder. I smiled, it was nice to have something go back to normal.
"Do you guys want to stay for dinner? Our parents went out and I'm making mac and cheese," Gina asked, as we all started to leave.
"Well, we need to go over some more possible suspects…" I said slowly.
"And of course, find evidence," Buttercup added breezily.
"Maybe we can help? You know, bring a new perspective," Tina persisted.
"Why not?" Bubbles chirped, looking at Buttercup and me.
"It's settled then," Gina beamed, bounding from her chair and rushing around the kitchen to get dinner ingredients. Buttercup and I looked at each other and shrugged. It would probably be more fun than working with the boys. Bubbles went to help Gina with dinner, while Tina, Buttercup and I quickly set the table.
"So who are you suspecting this time?" Tina asked, her gaze serious as she began to lay out the plates.
"We were thinking Princess," I answered, rummaging through the drawers for forks and knives.
"That makes sense," Gina said, grating different kinds of cheese and placing them in separate bowls.
"But we don't have evidence or proof," Bubbles replied, placing a pot of water on the stove to boil.
"Well she has hated you since you didn't let her become a Powerpuff Girl," Tina mused, pulling out cups and bowls from cabinets and placing them on the table.
"And she did have her eye on Jacques," Buttercup added, compiling a giant salad.
As the smells of melting cheese filled the room, we began discussing Princess's motives and her possible actions. Gina grabbed a few tomatoes, some slab bacon, cooked ground beef, sausage pieces, spinach, olives, and Parmesan cheese, some herbs, spices and some bread crumbs. After roughly chopping them, she set them aside and pulled out individual ramekins. Buttercup had finished the salad and placed it on the set table, while Tina began filling our glasses with our drink preferences. I noted that Bubbles had asked for vitamin water.
"So Princess has a motive and she probably has the means," Tina said, moving around the table, setting drinks next to drinking glasses.
"But we can't just accuse based on a motive. Look where it got us last time," I pointed out, recalling how most of our accusations had been based solely on that.
"Well we have a suspect now to find the evidence," Bubbles said, draining the pasta and handing it to Gina.
"Break time! Everyone come and make your mac and cheese," Gina said with a smile as she mixed the béchamel sauce with the pasta.
"Build our own mac and cheese?" I asked, as Tina rushed to the counter and grabbed a ramekin.
"Yeah, Gina makes it so you can add your own toppings and make your own kind of mac and cheese," she explained, as she spooned pasta into her ramekin and adding to it with chopped tomatoes, bacon, spinach before mixing it together with a spoon. We watched as she then sprinkled the entire thing with a mixture of breadcrumbs, spices and Parmesan cheese and placed it on a roasting pan.
After we had all made our own mac and cheese ramekins and Gina had placed them in the oven to bake, we all sat down at the table and began to eat the salad.
"So if Princess would have taken the potion, how would she have gotten in?" Gina asked, spearing a crisp piece of lettuce and crunching down on it.
"Well the Professor's lab is really secure. There's a typed pass code, a retina scan and a handprint scan. As well as a voice recognized lock," I said, going over all of the security guards and locks to the lab.
"So to get in, she would have to get through all of those?" Tina asked to confirm. We all nodded.
"Well she could have gotten a handprint or a fingerprint as well as a voice recording while we were in school," Buttercup mused, chasing a tomato with her fork.
"It would have been easy, seeing as we probably leave handprints all over our lockers and stuff," Bubbles said. The oven beeped and Gina quickly pulled out the mac and cheese.
By the time we finished eating our dinner, we had come no closer to finding actual evidence or proof that Princess had indeed broken into the lab. Everything we had come up with was based on theories, observations, and hunches.
"This is getting us no where," I moaned, dropping my head in my hands. Buttercup and Tina had cleared and washed the dishes, while Gina and Bubbles had finished the dessert Gina had been making earlier. The room was now filled with the scent of melted dark chocolate, chasing away the scent of the mac and cheese.
"Is there anyway you can find proof? I don't know, maybe talk to Princess and try and get her to say something she shouldn't?" Gina asked, setting a decadent chocolate cake onto the table.
"Brilliant plan Gina! Because Princess would tell the Powerpuff Girls that she stole from their dad," Tina said sarcastically.
"No I meant through other means," Gina retorted, blushing a bit.
"What do you mean other means?" Bubbles and I asked, genuinely curious.
"Well you know Princess likes to brag and breaking into the lab is no easy feat. Why not give her someone to brag to?" Gina explained, cutting the cake into equal slices and distributing them.
"Now that's a good plan," Tina said, passing around forks.
"But who will she brag to?" Buttercup asked.
"The RowdyRuff Boys," I answered, the idea clicking into place. At the mere mention of the boys, I saw Buttercup stiffen and her face harden. She quickly shoved a bite of cake into her mouth.
"How will she do that?" Gina asked, oblivious to Buttercup's slight behavioral change.
"We could have the RowdyRuff Boys flirt with her…" Bubbles mused, then shook her head, "But Boomer hates her," she said.
"And Brick would rather give up his superpowers," I said. We all turned to Buttercup, who was viciously shoving cake in her mouth.
"What about Butch?" Bubbles asked innocently, her blues eyes boring into Buttercup's green ones. Buttercup froze, her eyes narrowed and tiny, imperceptible green sparks danced across her knuckles. She swallowed her bite of cake and calmly took a sip of water.
"Hah! Butch will flirt with anything that has boobs and a vagina. As long as he thinks he can get her sans pants," She finally said, her voice dripping with scorn.
"So you'll do it?" I asked her, my pink eyes locking onto her green ones.
"If you think I'm going to ask that son of a bitch to do something, you've got another think coming. I'm not going anywhere near that motherfucker," Buttercup retorted, cutting another piece of cake and shoveling it into her mouth.
"You've got to do it," I insisted, putting down my fork.
"Are you fucking crazy? I said no fucking way! I never want to see that fucking bastard ever again," Buttercup shouted, scraping back her chair and throwing her dishes in the sink.
"What because you had a little argument with him?" I asked, praying that I wouldn't push her but knowing that if I said the right thing she would concede.
"Listen Leader girl, I don't want to even hear his fucking name. Got that?" Buttercup said, whirling around from the sink. Her fits were balled up and this time dark green sparks were jumping from her knuckles.
"If you don't talk to him, you're backing down. Letting him win," I said, hoping that her competitive side would win out. Buttercup hated losing to Butch.
"What better way to get back at him than to make him flirt with Princess? Think of the reputation he would get." I said, crossing my fingers. Buttercup glared at me, knowing what I was doing. But I could see her thoughts flit through her eyes. The idea of making Butch do something he would loathe to do was not something Buttercup would pass up so easily.
"I need to think about this," she muttered through clenched teeth, throwing herself back in her chair.
"Oh!" Bubbles gasped, her eyes widening and her lips parting into a smile.
"What?" Buttercup spat, glaring at Bubbles.
"Why don't I just do it?" Bubbles asked excitedly.
"What?" Tina, Gina and I all replied.
"Well Buttercup clearly doesn't want to talk to Butch and if I'm right, Butch will gleefully say no. Which would drive Buttercup even angrier. You said that my puppy dog eyes are irresistible. Even you can't say no to them Blossom. Why don't I put them to the test and see if I can ask Butch. I really don't mind and, if you're right about my pleading look, we'll have evidence in no time," she calmly explained. Bubbles did have a point and I saw Buttercup relax.
"You've got a point Bubbles. Perhaps it would be best if you did it," I said. I watched Buttercup shoot Bubbles a quick, thankful look.
"Well now that we've got that settled, we should probably head home," I said, pushing back my chair and standing up.
"Yeah, thanks for dinner Gina," Bubbles chirped, bouncing up and giving Gina a big hug.
"We'll see you soon!" Buttercup said, fist pounding Tina. We walked out the door and rose in the air.
"No more false accusations!" Tina called after us, making us chuckle
"And come for dinner soon!" Gina called, their forms silhouetted in the bright doorway.
