"Blossom?"

"Yes, Bubbles?"

"Since Princess has changed a bit because of her being blind, do you think there's another chance she would let us be friends with her?"

"Who knows? That's up to her. If she does give another chance, we'll wait and see. Letting her be one of us isn't a good idea."

Bubbles and Buttercup agreed.

"I'd like to see her change," Buttercup said.

"If you hang around, Buttercup, you'll see what she is going to do. I don't blame her for not being able to see. That's a mystery there is why did that happen?"

"Blossom, we're not going to ask questions to her about it. I'm sure she will say she doesn't know how it happened. It's probably true," Buttercup said.

"But Princess has no patience to have a dog leash with her at all times. That's just the way she's always been."

"Let's see what happens at school tomorrow."

Blossom was the one who said that.

It was another school day. The girls saw Princess as usual, but the aide was nowhere to be seen.

"Hi, Princess," Bubbles said.

She was doing her best to be nice, and that's something that Princess has never been since day one.

"Hi."

The girls didn't bother talking about the weather since Princess doesn't care and couldn't see it anymore, and that includes snow and rain.

"How are you today?" Buttercup asked.

"Fine. I still want to be able to see again. Daddy said the doctor can't do anything about it."

"That's true. Some people are blind at birth. Have you figured that out?" Blossom asked.

"Why should I care? I'm happy I wasn't born that way."

"You should be thankful for that."

"I am."

"We were talking about you the other day," Bubbles said.

"Who cares? It better not be anything negative."

"It's not. With you being this way, do you think you'd ever change your mind about being more friendly?" Bubbles asked.

"How can I answer that question? I have no idea."

"You can answer that, Princess. Is it yes, no, or maybe?" Buttercup asked.

"The answer if I don't know."

"We can try and help change that if you decide to."

"Blossom, stop being too nice all the time. I don't like it when you do that too much."

"I'm not going to stop, Princess. We hope you change your mind about letting us be friends with you."

"I'll think about it, but I can't promise anything."

"Of course you can, Princess. We're going to let you take your time," Blossom said.

"I know. You'll know when I tell you."

"That's what we're doing," Buttercup told her.

That's something none of them disagreed on. Would it be true if Princess really did change her mind to letting the girls become her friends after so many years?

"Here comes your aide, Princess. If there's anything you want us to do, just let us know."

"I don't think that's necessary. You girls go back to saving Townsville."

"That's our job, Princess. Nothing wrong to saving the town."

"Maybe you'll get something today during class like the old days when we were in kindergarten."

"We're not in kindergarten anymore, Princess. We're older now, so no way that will happen in the future," Buttercup told her.

"I know, but you may never know if that will happen again."

With her aide around, there was no chance to leave class and see if Mommy and Daddy could come and take her back home. She doesn't want to keep embarrassing herself since day one when they found out about this news.

Princess also wished she could have her watch back to see the time, but there wasn't any need to ask the aide, so she didn't bother saying anything.

When school finished for the day and dinnertime showed up, Blossom decided to talk more about Princess.

"Why are you worrying about that brat all the time?" Buttercup asked.

"I don't worry about her all the time, Buttercup. I just feel bad for her, that's all. I do hope she changes."

"Is there anything I need to know, girls?" Professor asked.

"No. She still hasn't changed her mind on being friends with us in a friendlier way, Professor."

"Just give her time to make that decision. Maybe she doesn't want to change since you got to hear about the sad news."

The girls understood about giving Princess time to change. The question is how long of a time should they know if Princess will do that?

"I did all my homework at school today, so I don't need to do it tonight," Blossom told the Professor.

"That's all right, Blossom. You girls have always been smart students. I'm very proud of you."

"Thank you, Professor."

"How about you, Bubbles and Buttercup? Did you girls bring anything home?" he asked.

"Yes. I'm sure you decided to get schoolwork done today so that way you'll keep worrying about that brat."

"How did you know what I was thinking, Buttercup?"

"That's just how you've been acting a lot lately."

"True, but it helps make me concentrate better at school instead of distracting myself from Princess and her sad news."

"You've been repeating that since the first day we heard about the news. Can't you think of anything else?"

"Sorry, Buttercup. I haven't been able to."

"Just let her be alone," Bubbles told her.

"We're sisters, Bubbles. We share everything, remember?"

"Yes."

After that, there was no more conversation for the rest of the meal.

"I'll do the dishes tonight," Blossom volunteered.

"Thank you, Blossom. If you girls excuse me, I'll go back to the lab. Later I'll come in and say good – night."

"All right. Good evening, Professor," Buttercup told him.

"Good evening, girls."

Then he was gone.

"Do you girls want me to do anything for you while you're doing homework?" Blossom asked her sisters.

"No. I'm good. How about you, Bubbles?"

"Yes, I'm good too."

"Maybe I'll make brownies. It's been a while."

"Yummy," Bubbles said, licking her lips.

"I see you like the idea. I'll get started right now. You girls will know when it's ready."

"Thanks, Blossom. We need chocolate," Bubbles told her.

"I know we do. Go study."

Buttercup and Bubbles were gone.

After her sisters left, Blossom headed to the lab and saw Professor.

"Professor?"

He looked to see Blossom at the door.

"Yes?"

"I'm going to make some brownies. What do you think?"

"That sounds like a good idea. You go ahead and do it."

"All right. I'll let you know when they're ready."

"You can do that, but I'm sure I'll smell them from here."

"Okay. See you later, Professor."

He didn't say anything in return.

Bubbles and Buttercup were in their room, so Blossom didn't need to know where they were doing homework since that's the only place they usually do it.

About twenty to thirty minutes later, both Bubbles and Buttercup could smell chocolate all the way form their room with the door open. They weren't distracted at all form Blossom's brownies. They didn't care if Professor could smell them from his lab, but he probably does.

Blossom came up to their room.

"Are they ready yet?" Bubbles asked.

"We can smell it from here," Buttercup added.

"I'm sure you can. They're going to cool down for a while. I'll go tell Professor about them."

"We'll join you now."

"All right, Buttercup. That sounds like a good idea."

Both sisters followed Blossom to the lab.

"Professor, they're cooling down for a bit."

"They smell delicious, Blossom. Can't wait to have some."

"That's what we just said, Professor," Buttercup told him.

"I'm sure you said that, Buttercup. I'll be right up."

"Okay."

A couple minutes later, the brownies were cooled down. Then Professor joined them into the kitchen.

"Yummy. Don't they look good?"

"Yes, they do, Bubbles. Your sister did a lot of hard work on them."

"Thank you," Blossom told him, taking his compliment.

"Maybe I should try to be nice tomorrow and give a little bit to Princess."

"Why are you going to share with that brat?"

"Maybe she'll change her mind about being friendly. I'm just doing what I can to help change that."

"Blossom can do whatever she wants with the brownies. If she wants to share with your friend, then let her."

"Yes, sir."

After that, Blossom cut them into small pieces so there was enough for everybody.

"Wonderful!" Bubbles said after having the first bite.

"Thanks, Bubbles. Glad you like it."

"Why wouldn't we? Too bad Professor's not married to give us a mother to do all this hard work."

"I understand, Bubbles, but I was never interested in girls when I was growing up. When I was your age, I never thought of creating girls with superpowers of sugar, spice, and everything nice."

"What did you want to do if you weren't a professor?"

"I have never really thought about that."