Author's Note: Thanx to the people who took the time to read and review my story! It means so much! I'll
continue my story right now, but first..............
DISCLAIMER: I don't own the Powerpuff Girls or any related character. I also don't own DDR or air hockey.
I also don't own Jolly Ranchers, Hershey's, Sugar Daddy, Coca-Cola, or Hot Cheetos. Okay now that the
disclaimers out of the way on with the fic!
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Finally, for what seemed for ages, school let me out. Usually Blossom and Bubbles flew ahead and that
they did. For me, what I usually did was hang out in front of the school (after it let us out) with my homies. Today
though, was different. I didn't feel like hanging out with my friends right now. After my little sense of premonition,
I just wanted to be alone and try to think this whole thing out. Plus, this whole thing was making me a little.....scared.
"I'll take a little stroll to the arcade," I thought out loud. "Maybe a few games of DDR or a game of air hockey with a
stranger might help cheer me up."
The wind felt good as it blew in my face and hair. The day was windy and cloudy. You know, like those type
of days where it looks like it could rain any second? Well it was like that and I loved it! I don't know why so many people
say it's so depressing and dull. Ah, who cares?! I like it and that's all that matters to me!
I reached the arcade and stepped inside. There were few people there. I love it that way too! Now I won't
have to stand in a line waiting to play my favorite game while the kid in front of me has a shit load of quarters! I feel
like saying, "Hey, I save your asses for a living! I demand respect! I demand to be in front of the line!" But people would
just tell me to fuck off and so forth. What a lousy repayment for what I do for them! But I can't quit being a superhero. Ahem
superheroine. Anyways, I can't quit being a superheroine because even though the attacks from our villans aren't as frequent
as when we were younger, the people of Townsville still need us and all this other bullshit about it being our "responsibility."
Phhff! Whatever! Okay so anyways, I spot this racing game not too far away. You know the racing game with the little
driver's seat and the little steering wheel and the little pedals? That's what it is so I head over there and sit my ass down.
I shifted around until I got comfortable and popped a quarter into the slot.
I began to speed off as the screen said "GO!" I was ahead of the rest of the cars. I grinned as this approaching
car tried to get ahead of me. I bumped into it with mine and it tumbled away. I gave a slight snicker. I finished the game with
ease and got off the hard plastic seat. I began to walk off to the DDR which had no people on it what-so-ever. Suddenly, I felt
a hand smack my ass! I whirled around to find Mitch Mitchellson with a perverted smile on his freckled face. "What's up my sexy
mami?" he asks with his usual I'm-too-cool-for-anyone voice. I punch him in the face soft enough so it won't break his face, but hard
enough to knock him out. "Why nothing at all Constellation Boy!" I respond with the same tone of coolness. I snicker and walk off.
In case your wondering, I call him "Constellation Boy" because he has a lot of freckles and they look like, well, constellations on
his face. I also call him "Chocolate Chip Cookie" and "Connect the Dots." Not to be rude or mean to the people who do have
a lot of freckles. I just call him that. He's had a crush on me ever since kindergarden. And even in the third grade I have liked him
back! God, what the hell was I thinking! I shudder thinking of that thought.
I finally reach my destination without anymore interuptions. I get on the platform and put the money in and start the game.
I had no shame in messing up today because there was nobody crowding around the machine today. So I play until I start breaking a
sweat. I soon left the arcade. When I stepped outside the cold air felt amazing as it hit my hot, red face. I take a look at how much
money I have left. Six bucks. Not bad. Usually the arcade sweeps me clean out of money! I smile at the remains of my money.
I head over to the liquor store across the street. Instead of me waiting at the cross walk thingy waiting for the little light man to show,
I fly over the cars and in front of the store and walk in. An asian guy is at the paying stand. He smiles as I walk in. I smile back and
go to the candy section. I grab a pack of gum, two sticks of Jolly Ranchers, a Hershey's bar, and a Sugar Daddy. I then go to
soda refrigerated cabinets. I grab a can of Coca-Cola. I go to the pay stand. I see a bag of Hot Cheetos and pick it up too. I
put all of the snacks on the counter. As you can see, I don't hesitate to pig out. " Tee centy," the asian man says with a heavy
asian accent. "What?" I ask not understanding what he said. "Tee centy!" he says again a little louder. I make a guess he said
'three seventy.' So I hand the man four dollars. "Tank you," the man replies taking the money and putting it
in the cash register. He then puts my stuff in a plastic bag and hands it to me along with my change. I take the bag, money and
walk out.
As I walk along the street on the side walk, I occasionally look up to admire the cloudy sky. Then as I take a one more
look before I get whip-lash, the feeling comes back stronger than ever. My head hurt. I looked forward and my mouth opened
in horror. I stepped back with my eyes wide open. They're back.....
END OF CHAPTER 2
Yes, yes I'm sorry this chapter is a cliff hanger. Sorry, I'll update as soon as possible so the suspense won't kill ya.
continue my story right now, but first..............
DISCLAIMER: I don't own the Powerpuff Girls or any related character. I also don't own DDR or air hockey.
I also don't own Jolly Ranchers, Hershey's, Sugar Daddy, Coca-Cola, or Hot Cheetos. Okay now that the
disclaimers out of the way on with the fic!
***********************************************************************************************************************
Finally, for what seemed for ages, school let me out. Usually Blossom and Bubbles flew ahead and that
they did. For me, what I usually did was hang out in front of the school (after it let us out) with my homies. Today
though, was different. I didn't feel like hanging out with my friends right now. After my little sense of premonition,
I just wanted to be alone and try to think this whole thing out. Plus, this whole thing was making me a little.....scared.
"I'll take a little stroll to the arcade," I thought out loud. "Maybe a few games of DDR or a game of air hockey with a
stranger might help cheer me up."
The wind felt good as it blew in my face and hair. The day was windy and cloudy. You know, like those type
of days where it looks like it could rain any second? Well it was like that and I loved it! I don't know why so many people
say it's so depressing and dull. Ah, who cares?! I like it and that's all that matters to me!
I reached the arcade and stepped inside. There were few people there. I love it that way too! Now I won't
have to stand in a line waiting to play my favorite game while the kid in front of me has a shit load of quarters! I feel
like saying, "Hey, I save your asses for a living! I demand respect! I demand to be in front of the line!" But people would
just tell me to fuck off and so forth. What a lousy repayment for what I do for them! But I can't quit being a superhero. Ahem
superheroine. Anyways, I can't quit being a superheroine because even though the attacks from our villans aren't as frequent
as when we were younger, the people of Townsville still need us and all this other bullshit about it being our "responsibility."
Phhff! Whatever! Okay so anyways, I spot this racing game not too far away. You know the racing game with the little
driver's seat and the little steering wheel and the little pedals? That's what it is so I head over there and sit my ass down.
I shifted around until I got comfortable and popped a quarter into the slot.
I began to speed off as the screen said "GO!" I was ahead of the rest of the cars. I grinned as this approaching
car tried to get ahead of me. I bumped into it with mine and it tumbled away. I gave a slight snicker. I finished the game with
ease and got off the hard plastic seat. I began to walk off to the DDR which had no people on it what-so-ever. Suddenly, I felt
a hand smack my ass! I whirled around to find Mitch Mitchellson with a perverted smile on his freckled face. "What's up my sexy
mami?" he asks with his usual I'm-too-cool-for-anyone voice. I punch him in the face soft enough so it won't break his face, but hard
enough to knock him out. "Why nothing at all Constellation Boy!" I respond with the same tone of coolness. I snicker and walk off.
In case your wondering, I call him "Constellation Boy" because he has a lot of freckles and they look like, well, constellations on
his face. I also call him "Chocolate Chip Cookie" and "Connect the Dots." Not to be rude or mean to the people who do have
a lot of freckles. I just call him that. He's had a crush on me ever since kindergarden. And even in the third grade I have liked him
back! God, what the hell was I thinking! I shudder thinking of that thought.
I finally reach my destination without anymore interuptions. I get on the platform and put the money in and start the game.
I had no shame in messing up today because there was nobody crowding around the machine today. So I play until I start breaking a
sweat. I soon left the arcade. When I stepped outside the cold air felt amazing as it hit my hot, red face. I take a look at how much
money I have left. Six bucks. Not bad. Usually the arcade sweeps me clean out of money! I smile at the remains of my money.
I head over to the liquor store across the street. Instead of me waiting at the cross walk thingy waiting for the little light man to show,
I fly over the cars and in front of the store and walk in. An asian guy is at the paying stand. He smiles as I walk in. I smile back and
go to the candy section. I grab a pack of gum, two sticks of Jolly Ranchers, a Hershey's bar, and a Sugar Daddy. I then go to
soda refrigerated cabinets. I grab a can of Coca-Cola. I go to the pay stand. I see a bag of Hot Cheetos and pick it up too. I
put all of the snacks on the counter. As you can see, I don't hesitate to pig out. " Tee centy," the asian man says with a heavy
asian accent. "What?" I ask not understanding what he said. "Tee centy!" he says again a little louder. I make a guess he said
'three seventy.' So I hand the man four dollars. "Tank you," the man replies taking the money and putting it
in the cash register. He then puts my stuff in a plastic bag and hands it to me along with my change. I take the bag, money and
walk out.
As I walk along the street on the side walk, I occasionally look up to admire the cloudy sky. Then as I take a one more
look before I get whip-lash, the feeling comes back stronger than ever. My head hurt. I looked forward and my mouth opened
in horror. I stepped back with my eyes wide open. They're back.....
END OF CHAPTER 2
Yes, yes I'm sorry this chapter is a cliff hanger. Sorry, I'll update as soon as possible so the suspense won't kill ya.
