Me: Sorry this Chapters so late. My internet was being a weenie so I couldn't update. Anyways, Mandark's machine goes haywire, and our favorite dead lovers get a bit of a surprise!

Disclaimer: If you were actually paying attention to what Mandark was saying, you already know what the big surprise is.

Mimi's POV

Sitting there in the crowd. With all those humans, reminded me of when I was a human. That's right, I haven't always been a devil crab. I was once a normal little girl, who lived a normal little life. Now, I'm the daughter of the Devil, who will soon become the Queen of Hell, forced to find a mate. And I know the only person I'd like to rule Hell with.

"Are you enjoying the show Mimi?" I looked over to the owner of the voice. It was Mandark, my best friend in not just the world, but in the underworld to. I nodded slowly and put my eyes back on the stage. I noticed I was receiving several looks from interested guys, some single and some not and jealous girlfriends. Did I really think I was beautiful?

No. So I don't know what made these guys think I was.

There was only two people I had knew I caught the attention of and didn't mind. And that was Mandark, and a boy I had met a while back, named Junior. He, unlike me, was human. But for some reason, one of his eyes were grey and the other was blue. Oh and just to let you know, when I was talking about who I'd like to be my king, I didn't mean Mandark! And I'm not telling you who I meant! Although you could pretty much guess from the two boys I had just listed.

"Up next, Olga and her group of Dark Ballerina's!" The announcer screamed.

Olga?

Wasn't that the name of Mandark's sister? I was about to open my mouth to say something, but Mandark sighed before I could.

"She always was into things that were dark and scary…" He said. Bell giggled. Gee, she sure was quiet!

"I like that name Mandark! They could be a really good band, or a ground of thieves or-" I drowned her out when the dance began. On the stage, I saw two girls who had red hair, one with green eyes and the other with brown, a girl with pinkish hair who had pure black eyes and a blond with big blue eyes, eyes that were bigger than the rest of the girls. Then I saw her.

I saw the girl with raven hair, grey eyes that had absolutely no emotion in them at all and nothing but a scowl on her face. I felt scared, and my Father was the Ruler of Hell himself. She was no doubt, the scariest little girl I had ever seen.

Right after Bell.

Blossom's POV

Have you ever wondered what it would be like if something that screwed up everything didn't happen?

Just asking.

"Will you quit just asking Blossom?!" Brick screamed.

"Jeez sorry." I rolled my eyes at his out burst. Whenever I ask something like "What if what happened to us never happened?" or "What if I actually stopped you from stabbing yourself? What then?" he'd get all angry. Maybe it was because he hated talking about it, or maybe it was because he wasn't emotional. I know saying either would just enrage him even more, but I was going to take that risk.

"I know why your always so mad when I talk about this." He looked up at me. He was reading a book about getting your girlfriend to shut up. How sweet, that creep… "It's because you hate talking about it. And you hate talking about it because your not emotional enough. Why is that?" He blinked a couple of times before answering.

"How am I not emotional enough? A few minutes ago, being emotional was bad!"

"And now its not!.""My point exactly!" I rolled my eyes and decided to drop it before this turned into an argument. I flopped down on the couch with my arms folded against my chest staring out the window. Brick knew I was obviously bothered by the fact he wouldn't talk to me, because I had done this so many times. I heard him sigh and felt a hand on my shoulder.

"I wasn't brought up to be the type who's all…..gushy and stuff." That's right. The Ruffs were brought up by Mojo, and then had to live on their own for a couple of years. Then they went good and we formed a truce and bought a house with each other. Having to constantly move around just to stay alive didn't allow them to talk to each other about their problems, not that they ever did. I felt bad then, but kept talking.

"Well you can start being "gushy and stuff" right now." I said holding both his hands. He once again sighed and looked down.

"I don't know how." Brick admitted. Usually, he wouldn't let anyone know he couldn't do something, he'd just find a way to do it no matter how hard. This was new for him.

"Just let it all out. You can start by telling me how much you love." His head shot up at me. I knew why. The boys (except for Boomer) weren't capable of showing compassion. Never once in their life had they said or even uttered the phrase "I love you." So making them say it now would be a challenge. Brick had always been the one to stay strong and to always fighting being the oldest, so he couldn't be soft at all. Now Butch, had always isolated himself away from others, and never bothered to show any emotion at all except anger. Buttercup was having just as much trouble showing how she felt as Butch was. Sure they may have dated a bit, but they never let out their feelings.

"Blossom…" Brick looked upset. "I can't. It's against everything I live for. I'm not supposed to be…soft."

"Your not soft when your saying something that you mean to the one you love." I told him with a smile. "Just say it, it's simple. I love you." I felt his grip tighten on my hands. Never before have I seen Brick so frustrated…so scared. Why was he scared? Did he think I'd look down on him for actually admitting something that had been bottled up for so long? Of course I knew he loved me, why else would he fought for me against Dexter for so long? I just wish he would get out with it…

"Blossom. I…I…lo-" He stood up and screamed with frustration. It was pretty obvious to both of us I wouldn't be hearing those four words. 'I love you too.' Was that so much to ask? "I need to go outisde for a minute, okay?" He didn't wait for my answer, and stormed outside.

"Jesus Brick, what's wrong with you?!"

Brick's POV

Jesus Brick, what's wrong with you?!

All your girlfriend wanted to here was a simple I love you and you couldn't even give her that! After all she'd done for you, you couldn't say I love you?! MAN you're a moron!

"Jeez…Why am I so confused about something so little? Is it because I still have feelings for Dee Dee or what?" I asked myself. No. It wasn't that. I was into Blossom completely. I didn't even remember that blond until now. I didn't even remember about Marcus until now. I realized that he had always said I love you to Blossom, and I can't even get it out once! What if she dumps me, and goes back to him? One couldn't help but wonder.

"I wonder if Butch ever has to go through this…"

"If Butch ever has to go through what?" I looked over and saw my raven haired brother standing next to me.

"Dude! How'd you get here so early?! It hasn't been a month yet!"

"Well I have my ways." He said and smirked at me. "Now what were you wondering about that had to do with me?"

"I was wondering if Buttercup ever wanted you to say "I love you?"" He leaned on the fountain, a serious expression on his face.

"Oh." He mumbled. "Well, yeah she wanted me to…Once."

"And did you say it?" I asked, already knowing the answer. Then, a look I had never seen before crossed his face. Was he…

Embarrassed?

"Almost. Then she flew off to save the day before I got the love part out my mouth. I never worked up the courage to say it again." Amazing. Butch Jojo without courage? That's like a book without words! I never thought I'd live to hear it come straight out of his own mouth…

"I can't even say I when talking to Blossom. What should I do?"

"Practice. Pretend I'm Blossom." I stared at him.

"Say I love you, to you Butch. Not happening." I groaned and fell onto the ground. This relationship stuff was harder than it looked…

Dee Dee's POV

I sat on the couch next to my boyfriend who was sleeping. We were watching a romance movie, but then he fell asleep so I turned to NASCAR. In his face!

"So bored. Which I could find something interesting to do…" I heard something that sorta sounded like an explosion, but a lot lower. I didn't care. Probably something in a lab that failed. Maybe Mandark's…Then, smoke began to surround our feet. Was there a fire?

"Marcus!" I squealed and he awoke in a second.

"What is it?!"

"FIRE!!" He sniffed the air.

"I don't smell smoke. But I do see…purple clouds." Well now that we know its not a fire, what is it?!

I felt…dizzy. Like I was tired, when I wasn't. The last thing I heard before passing out was,

"What the Freak?!"

Good question…

Blossom's POV

Brick had walked in, just as a purple smoke rised from the ground. I stood up, only to fall down again.

"Brick?" I called over to him, but it came out in a whisper. He had fell against the wall, struggling to keep his eyes open.

"Blossom…hold on." I heard him loud and clear that time. He was making his way over here, and then he finally fell to the ground.

"Brick!" I cried, louder this time, so loud it bounced off the walls. Then, I was out like a light…

Mandark's POV

"That was a great ballet!!" Bell screamed, because she was always screaming.

"Yeah, it was." Mimi agreed. I simply walked down the street with them in silence. When I watched my sister dance, she didn't open her eyes at all showing she had great talent, and a great rage building up in her. I was beginning to wonder what it was. Was it me? Or someone that wouldn't leave her alone. Maybe Bell?

"Mandark, can I talk to you for a second?" I looked over my shoulder, and there stood Olga. She still had that lifeless look on her face, causing me to shudder.

"Er, sure sis. Be right back girls." I followed her over to a light post where she looked up at me. I didn't see that great rage…Just then, she wrapped her arms around my waist and burst into tears.

"I've missed you so much!" She cried and put her face in my chest. Whoa…I hadn't realized me dying had affected her so much… "Don't ever leave me here again Mandark! I don't like being alone!" That struck me hard. She never once acted like she liked my presence. But when I left her, it was like she became a new Olga. "Please…" she whispered. I held her there and put my chin on her head.

"I won't." I whispered back. "I promise you…" Just then, there was an explosion, and a loud thud. I heard Bell gasp and Mimi scream for me. I looked over, not letting go of my sister feeling as if I did she'd disappear. And there I saw her. Or…them.

Two people with long red hair and two blonds. One blond caught my eye though. She had light blue eyes that had were opened slightly and her hair was very long. I ran over to her, dragging Olga with me. Up close I saw she had a tattered pink dress on. On her left side it was covered in blood…But it was all dried up. I then realized who this girl was when she had fully opened her eyes.

"Mandark?" Oh the voice. That beautiful voice!

"Dee Dee?" Finally. I had achived my goal by not doing anything. Then, I heard Olga groan and storm off.

"She dosen't like Dee Dee, because you pay more attention to your stupid crush than your own sister!" Mimi hissed, in her own way and followed Olga.

"You know I never did like that blond bimbo anyway!" Bell yelled and fowlloed Mimi who was following Olga who was going to who knows where. Strage, Bell never insulted anybody like that…

This isn't good…And it just got worst.

"Dee Dee!" My love's red headed brother rushed over, hair a mess and one lens in his glasses broken. "Is it really you?" She stood up with a smile and hugged him."Yes Dexter, it is."

"I'm the reason she's even here!" I told them. Dexter glared at me. "I made a machine that could bring me back to life, and it exploded and brought Dee Dee here!"

"That would explain the purple smoke that was all over the place." She gave me an even bigger smile and walked over to me. I was hoping she'd give me a hug, but she gave me something even better.

A kiss.

On the cheek.