Author's Notes: Unfortunately, I have to say that I'm at the final chapter
of this story between my favorite Powerpuff and her handsomely devilish
counterpart. I thank all of you that's ever stopped to read the story, yet
haven't given a review, and those that's faithfully read the story, finding
it as entertaining to read it as I have when I wrote it, and for making
this the most reviewed story I've ever written. I've seen stories with over
500 reviews, but my little 60+ reviews make me happy that somebody cares
and I'm flattered that I received that many. So thanks to all, and without
further adieu, I present:
Chapter Eleven
"You know...if I knew you'd be making last minute decisions, I would've just stayed in bed."
The comment came from Blossom, who was being nestled in Butch's arms, somehow disarrayed at the fact that he suddenly felt the need to accompany his brother on their trip to New York. She didn't like that he wanted to go, because she felt if it was Bruiser's business to see his mother, then it was his and his alone. Butch wasn't needed in that situation.
"I'm sorry Pinkie." He said, rubbing his stomach in that circular motion, "I just have a feeling I need to go or else something won't go right."
Blossom moved from under Butch to turn and look into his eyes. She saw a worry there that only could come from wanting to protect his brother. Blossom clearly understood it, from being around Bubbles and Buttercup and wanting them to stay out of trouble. She also knew it was something worse that could come along and he just wanted to be there just in case Bruiser alone couldn't handle it. Somehow Blossom thought that Bruiser was stronger than his brothers because of the fact that he was born as a single child instead of a group of triplets. As she watched Buttercup and Bruiser fight around the time they were together on some of her idle moments, she came to find out that Bruiser was stronger but not physically. He was sharper in his thinking and that's what got him out of deep ruts when it came to fighting the unforgiving Buttercup.
Either way she knew she had to let her boyfriend go, because she knew she'd be guilty if she didn't let him go and Bruiser didn't come out of the city in one piece. She was also afraid that Butch wouldn't forgive her for it...not that it was really her decision anyway.
"I don't believe you'd stress that we needed to be together on this night and then leave me for it." Blossom said, softly while she messed with the cowlick that he grabbed her hand off of,
"I know, and I promise when I get back, nothing would come between this shit..." he sighed exasperated, "I just don't think I'd feel right if I didn't go."
Blossom crawled up to her boyfriend and then hugged him while placing a kiss on top of his head. She laid her head on his shoulder, knowing she'd miss his presence for a little while, but hoping they came back within the morning. Butch rubbed the small of her back before looking into her rose colored eyes again.
"Be good for me sexy." He said, while kissing Blossom on her lips, adding a little tongue, as Blossom sighed at the passion it left within her, only being left with one response,
"Come back in one piece." ============================================================================ ==
It was incredibly clear why Buttercup had been worried upon his departure to meet his mother. It was a warning to be prepared. Bruiser and his brothers stood there and faced what would be a challenge they hoped to live through, as they saw Saluke-their father's assassin-engulfed with an unstable chemical running through his veins that gave him an edge they wished they never saw.
*Flashback*
Bruiser had flown into the apartment of which his mother told him she was staying in. His brothers had followed him and told him they'd be standing by. Bruiser walked inside after seeing a younger, fresher looking woman open up the door and smile at him. Her beauty and happiness made him smile back and openly hug her for the first time ever since he was a baby. Tears of joy seemed to overtake them as they stood there and they'd walk in to catch up on how things were when she left him.
Melissa had told him about why she put him there in the first place and when Bruiser and her seemed to finally connect in some way possible, the whole apartment building had begun to shake, thus Bruiser and his brothers finding themselves at the bottom level, coming face to face with Saluke. It was then the four boys that stood for the legacy of Raven Plutonia had fell into stance, only after uttering one word each of their own surprise of seeing the deranged man outside.
"Oh..."
"Mother..."
"Fuckin'..."
"Shit."
*End of Flashback*
Saluke walked straight towards Bruiser, lifting him up and pulling him at eve-level with him.
"You've boasted how I could never kill you because it was simply impossible boy, but it's a bit too early to ever assume shit right?"
"Dude even if you fought me you'd never be able to kill me." Bruiser spat into his face, while Saluke had evilly cackled at his comeback,
"And that makes what happened to your father even more of a joke. That's what he kept telling me, yet I put a bullet through his heart."
At that remark, a flash of green pierced through the air, with Saluke being kicked across the face, courtesy of Butch. That's when Butch forcefully stepped on Saluke's face.
"Son of a fuckin' bitch." He said, slowly and gravely, "Do you know how it felt to hear my father fuckin' died?"
"Fuck you." Saluke said, "I don't give a fuck about how you felt. I always hated your father, and your bullshit is making you look more and more like him by the second."
"Good...so my father could be the last thing you look at before you head to your grave." Butch said, before driving his foot inside of his stomach, inch by inch, before Saluke knocked him back with his eye beam,
"No, you could look at me rather. I was always better looking than that bastard anyway."
Brick took his hand at trying. He punched him dead in the face and attacked him dead on, with his hands burning of fire while he punched him, so the scorching of his skin could be heard with each punch he delivered on him. Saluke let out a dark energy that threw Brick back, with Brick throwing a ball of fire at him on instinct, with it honing in on his heart. It stood there, while Saluke let out a wild cry, while he tried to remove it, and while it scorched his hand, he threw it at Boomer, who clapped his hand with a sound wave bouncing the ball of fire back at its owner.
Saluke again shrieked, with more of his skin coming off of the surface of his skin, eating away at the object that was taken away. Bruiser stood strong, aiming his own energy at his stepfather, the man who was about to become no more. Bruiser had detonated a hole underneath him, that sent him falling straight through and into the earth, while Brick's fireball burned a hole straight through his heart, sending him to his impending death. Boomer had then clapped the earth open shut with his attack, and with that, the four brothers had dropped to the ground, leaning on each other for support and breathing heavily after their short, but rampant battle.
"It's about damn time the bastard died." Boomer said, a smirk plastered on his face,
"Like Hammurabi's Code." Brick said, "An eye for an eye."
The other three chuckled at that, finding Brick a tad too historical for the moment, although the saying fit the tone just right. Bruiser had just thought about Buttercup and wondered if she just knew him well or whatever happened. He wouldn't have too long to think about it however...
Melissa came running out of the building, out of wind and hoping all was well with the boys, especially her son most of all.
"Bruiser, are y'all okay?" she said, after seeing the crazed battle she couldn't take part in,
"Yeah. We're fine." Bruiser responded, "We're just gonna sit out here for a few seconds."
"Umm, alright." Melissa said, "I'm giving y'all five minutes...and then I want you to go home."
Bruiser had afterwards, ran to his mother and told her he'd come and see her often and whatnot, and then gave her another hug before he turned to his siblings and decided they'd make their trip homeward bound through the night. Melissa had informed them to be careful since she wasn't about to argue about what could happen. She knew they were pretty capable of taking care of themselves, so it wasn't any use of trying to tell them otherwise.
As their colors dissipated in the sky, while she watched her son and his half brothers disappear she sighed, looking at how much happier her son was, even if he'd just finished killing his stepfather in front of her very eyes. She knew the reason he was around was to kill her and that Bruiser had stepped in the way to help her made her feel happy that he was conceived and born. No qualms, no regrets. ============================================================================ ==
The four teens had walked inside of their house, more like fell through the door of it, when Marina came rushing down the stairs. She was surprised that her children came back sooner than she expected. What she was also surprised that they were tired and with that, she helped each of them upstairs towards their room-a tiring task in itself-and put them to bed the best she could. They were being treated as if they were five, but of course, that's how Marina would see her little men as. No matter if they were five or fifty five years old. That's how her love for them ran, even for Bruiser, who had quickly become her own from the day he stepped through her door.
She walked back into the kitchen and then picked up the phone to call her long time friend. He picked up the phone within two rings with a half sleepy voice.
"John?" she said, "Marina."
"Oh okay." He said, "Are the boys back already?"
"Yeah...they looked really tired though like they ran into something." Marina answered, "Just let the girls know they have nothing to worry about...I know they were worrying."
John chuckled, only answering with, "I will Marina. Get some rest now."
Marina laughed a little bit, knowing that he was well and ready to get back to sleep, because the man had a habit of sleepwalking if he didn't get his sleep. So with that, she let him go and walk upstairs to her room and lay on the bed, where she looked over at her side to see the spot where her husband would've been, with a single tear sliding down the side of her eye. She wiped it away, knowing Raven would've thought her to be somewhat weak in mourning him gone, but there were moments when she longed for him to come back into her life.
She turned on her side, when she suddenly felt an arm around her waist, pulling her close against a warm body, and a kiss on that spot on her neck. A sigh left Marina's lips as she turned to her raven haired fiend. She giggled a little as she ran her hands through his hair a little.
"I'm really losing my mind...again." She said to herself more than to him, although he'd heard her,
"You're not. You have to be strong for my boys Marina...you need to be strong for me." He said,
"I don't think I could every night when I come and you're not here. It hurts Raven...I love you too much...I wish you could stay."
"I know." He said in his soothing tone, "I told you before Marina, I can't be here. It'd go against the grand scheme of things."
"Fuck the grand scheme of things. Nobody knows the grand scheme of things in my heart that you belong to me." Marina snapped, "My sons could come here out of the life you messed up-accidentally or not-and fall in love, and yet and still nobody could come along and fall in love with me."
"The most obvious thing to do is move on sugar." He said, moving some of her hair out of her face,
"I don't want to." She countered, "I can't look at anybody the way I looked at you. When I first saw you I loved you..."
"...and I you, but it can't be." Raven said, his whole resolve breaking at what life dealt him from the beginning, "It just can't."
With that, he slipped away into the darkness, when Marina felt herself bracing for the pain and onslaught of tears that she thought would come, but once again, only a serene calm would engulf her and take her back to sleep, only to dream memories of what had been, and signs of what needed to be. Marina then decided, in as much strength as possible, to keep pressing forward. She had to for her sons, but she needed love like the next person.
"All in due time..." Raven whispered in her ear, inside of her dreams, "All in due time..." ============================================================================ ==
Buttercup flew over to the place where she first met her beloved, wondering if he'd ever show up. She came to notice that nobody ever really renovated the place at all, and for their sick fun, she ended up flying towards the tree she had been to ample times while wondering if love would ever find her. She looked in the initials she had carved in their and then smiled at them, looking at the lie that beheld itself while she looked on. Buttercup was no longer alone, so she could now add her boyfriend's initials.
Buttercup slightly jumped when she felt Bruiser's arms snake around her waist and he chuckled a little kissing her on her right cheek.
"How'd you know where to find me?"
"I ran into this tree once..." Bruiser said, "I swear I knew it was yours and wondered why the hell my initials wasn't with yours...and you're just now putting them. I guess I have to make your shit look prettier than this..."
With that, Bruiser used his eyebeams to put two more words under Buttercup's handiwork. The two words read, together forever. With that, Buttercup looked at her boyfriend and sat down on the heavy branch, while he followed suit.
"We really gonna be together forever Bruiser?"
"We better be." He said, "Or else..."
"Or else what?" Buttercup snapped,
"Or else." Bruiser said, smirking at her rising temper,
"You get on my motherfuckin' nerves you know that?" Buttercup said, as she took to the air and back to the ground, only to turn and walk right into Bruiser.
"So?" he said,
Buttercup pushed him, making him hit the floor with her over him as she straddled him. She looked into his eyes and giggled a little, oddly remembering the first time they ever met. She ran her hands up and down his body, making him twitch a little, when she looked down.
"I know I'm sexy but if you really want me to turn you out just say so." Bruiser said, bringing back up the memory of what she did to him,
"Don't tempt me. I just might take you up on that offer." She told him, giving him a devilish look,
"I wouldn't mind if you did." Bruiser said,
"I know you wouldn't." Buttercup said, while she found herself being flipped over, only to look into his deep chocolate eyes,
"Ain't no need to rush. I have you from now until forever remember?" Bruiser said, as his lips overtook hers in a passionate filled kiss that made both of them moan and groan at the sensation it caused.
When they let go, any trace of sexual innuendo was gone. The only thing left was passion and love for the other. Something neither of them never thought to happen to the other that was found in each other.
Bruiser took his finger and outlined her face while he took his remaining hand and ruffled her hair with it. Buttercup slapped his hand away and then looked him in the eye and giggled a little bit.
"I love you cutie."
"I love you too sweetie."
And with that, the two kissed, blocking the world out and only thinking of each other, in their own world where no one else knew where to find them, and no one else could take them away from the other. It was that place that they could only find, when they each let unsubmissive wits slide and just lose themselves in each other in the bottomless pool of desire called love.
The End...For the Moment...
Author's Notes: I know the ending was so short and corny, and I didn't leave it open wide for an impending trilogy or series. I was thinking of continuing it with Bubbles and Boomer and closing it with Brick and Samantha, but I'm not sure if I could keep it up. If you all would like to see one, I'd take it into consideration. I have so much to do though, so if I should set out for everything, then you'd most likely have long waits in between. So until then, I'm finished rambling on. Until later.
Chapter Eleven
"You know...if I knew you'd be making last minute decisions, I would've just stayed in bed."
The comment came from Blossom, who was being nestled in Butch's arms, somehow disarrayed at the fact that he suddenly felt the need to accompany his brother on their trip to New York. She didn't like that he wanted to go, because she felt if it was Bruiser's business to see his mother, then it was his and his alone. Butch wasn't needed in that situation.
"I'm sorry Pinkie." He said, rubbing his stomach in that circular motion, "I just have a feeling I need to go or else something won't go right."
Blossom moved from under Butch to turn and look into his eyes. She saw a worry there that only could come from wanting to protect his brother. Blossom clearly understood it, from being around Bubbles and Buttercup and wanting them to stay out of trouble. She also knew it was something worse that could come along and he just wanted to be there just in case Bruiser alone couldn't handle it. Somehow Blossom thought that Bruiser was stronger than his brothers because of the fact that he was born as a single child instead of a group of triplets. As she watched Buttercup and Bruiser fight around the time they were together on some of her idle moments, she came to find out that Bruiser was stronger but not physically. He was sharper in his thinking and that's what got him out of deep ruts when it came to fighting the unforgiving Buttercup.
Either way she knew she had to let her boyfriend go, because she knew she'd be guilty if she didn't let him go and Bruiser didn't come out of the city in one piece. She was also afraid that Butch wouldn't forgive her for it...not that it was really her decision anyway.
"I don't believe you'd stress that we needed to be together on this night and then leave me for it." Blossom said, softly while she messed with the cowlick that he grabbed her hand off of,
"I know, and I promise when I get back, nothing would come between this shit..." he sighed exasperated, "I just don't think I'd feel right if I didn't go."
Blossom crawled up to her boyfriend and then hugged him while placing a kiss on top of his head. She laid her head on his shoulder, knowing she'd miss his presence for a little while, but hoping they came back within the morning. Butch rubbed the small of her back before looking into her rose colored eyes again.
"Be good for me sexy." He said, while kissing Blossom on her lips, adding a little tongue, as Blossom sighed at the passion it left within her, only being left with one response,
"Come back in one piece." ============================================================================ ==
It was incredibly clear why Buttercup had been worried upon his departure to meet his mother. It was a warning to be prepared. Bruiser and his brothers stood there and faced what would be a challenge they hoped to live through, as they saw Saluke-their father's assassin-engulfed with an unstable chemical running through his veins that gave him an edge they wished they never saw.
*Flashback*
Bruiser had flown into the apartment of which his mother told him she was staying in. His brothers had followed him and told him they'd be standing by. Bruiser walked inside after seeing a younger, fresher looking woman open up the door and smile at him. Her beauty and happiness made him smile back and openly hug her for the first time ever since he was a baby. Tears of joy seemed to overtake them as they stood there and they'd walk in to catch up on how things were when she left him.
Melissa had told him about why she put him there in the first place and when Bruiser and her seemed to finally connect in some way possible, the whole apartment building had begun to shake, thus Bruiser and his brothers finding themselves at the bottom level, coming face to face with Saluke. It was then the four boys that stood for the legacy of Raven Plutonia had fell into stance, only after uttering one word each of their own surprise of seeing the deranged man outside.
"Oh..."
"Mother..."
"Fuckin'..."
"Shit."
*End of Flashback*
Saluke walked straight towards Bruiser, lifting him up and pulling him at eve-level with him.
"You've boasted how I could never kill you because it was simply impossible boy, but it's a bit too early to ever assume shit right?"
"Dude even if you fought me you'd never be able to kill me." Bruiser spat into his face, while Saluke had evilly cackled at his comeback,
"And that makes what happened to your father even more of a joke. That's what he kept telling me, yet I put a bullet through his heart."
At that remark, a flash of green pierced through the air, with Saluke being kicked across the face, courtesy of Butch. That's when Butch forcefully stepped on Saluke's face.
"Son of a fuckin' bitch." He said, slowly and gravely, "Do you know how it felt to hear my father fuckin' died?"
"Fuck you." Saluke said, "I don't give a fuck about how you felt. I always hated your father, and your bullshit is making you look more and more like him by the second."
"Good...so my father could be the last thing you look at before you head to your grave." Butch said, before driving his foot inside of his stomach, inch by inch, before Saluke knocked him back with his eye beam,
"No, you could look at me rather. I was always better looking than that bastard anyway."
Brick took his hand at trying. He punched him dead in the face and attacked him dead on, with his hands burning of fire while he punched him, so the scorching of his skin could be heard with each punch he delivered on him. Saluke let out a dark energy that threw Brick back, with Brick throwing a ball of fire at him on instinct, with it honing in on his heart. It stood there, while Saluke let out a wild cry, while he tried to remove it, and while it scorched his hand, he threw it at Boomer, who clapped his hand with a sound wave bouncing the ball of fire back at its owner.
Saluke again shrieked, with more of his skin coming off of the surface of his skin, eating away at the object that was taken away. Bruiser stood strong, aiming his own energy at his stepfather, the man who was about to become no more. Bruiser had detonated a hole underneath him, that sent him falling straight through and into the earth, while Brick's fireball burned a hole straight through his heart, sending him to his impending death. Boomer had then clapped the earth open shut with his attack, and with that, the four brothers had dropped to the ground, leaning on each other for support and breathing heavily after their short, but rampant battle.
"It's about damn time the bastard died." Boomer said, a smirk plastered on his face,
"Like Hammurabi's Code." Brick said, "An eye for an eye."
The other three chuckled at that, finding Brick a tad too historical for the moment, although the saying fit the tone just right. Bruiser had just thought about Buttercup and wondered if she just knew him well or whatever happened. He wouldn't have too long to think about it however...
Melissa came running out of the building, out of wind and hoping all was well with the boys, especially her son most of all.
"Bruiser, are y'all okay?" she said, after seeing the crazed battle she couldn't take part in,
"Yeah. We're fine." Bruiser responded, "We're just gonna sit out here for a few seconds."
"Umm, alright." Melissa said, "I'm giving y'all five minutes...and then I want you to go home."
Bruiser had afterwards, ran to his mother and told her he'd come and see her often and whatnot, and then gave her another hug before he turned to his siblings and decided they'd make their trip homeward bound through the night. Melissa had informed them to be careful since she wasn't about to argue about what could happen. She knew they were pretty capable of taking care of themselves, so it wasn't any use of trying to tell them otherwise.
As their colors dissipated in the sky, while she watched her son and his half brothers disappear she sighed, looking at how much happier her son was, even if he'd just finished killing his stepfather in front of her very eyes. She knew the reason he was around was to kill her and that Bruiser had stepped in the way to help her made her feel happy that he was conceived and born. No qualms, no regrets. ============================================================================ ==
The four teens had walked inside of their house, more like fell through the door of it, when Marina came rushing down the stairs. She was surprised that her children came back sooner than she expected. What she was also surprised that they were tired and with that, she helped each of them upstairs towards their room-a tiring task in itself-and put them to bed the best she could. They were being treated as if they were five, but of course, that's how Marina would see her little men as. No matter if they were five or fifty five years old. That's how her love for them ran, even for Bruiser, who had quickly become her own from the day he stepped through her door.
She walked back into the kitchen and then picked up the phone to call her long time friend. He picked up the phone within two rings with a half sleepy voice.
"John?" she said, "Marina."
"Oh okay." He said, "Are the boys back already?"
"Yeah...they looked really tired though like they ran into something." Marina answered, "Just let the girls know they have nothing to worry about...I know they were worrying."
John chuckled, only answering with, "I will Marina. Get some rest now."
Marina laughed a little bit, knowing that he was well and ready to get back to sleep, because the man had a habit of sleepwalking if he didn't get his sleep. So with that, she let him go and walk upstairs to her room and lay on the bed, where she looked over at her side to see the spot where her husband would've been, with a single tear sliding down the side of her eye. She wiped it away, knowing Raven would've thought her to be somewhat weak in mourning him gone, but there were moments when she longed for him to come back into her life.
She turned on her side, when she suddenly felt an arm around her waist, pulling her close against a warm body, and a kiss on that spot on her neck. A sigh left Marina's lips as she turned to her raven haired fiend. She giggled a little as she ran her hands through his hair a little.
"I'm really losing my mind...again." She said to herself more than to him, although he'd heard her,
"You're not. You have to be strong for my boys Marina...you need to be strong for me." He said,
"I don't think I could every night when I come and you're not here. It hurts Raven...I love you too much...I wish you could stay."
"I know." He said in his soothing tone, "I told you before Marina, I can't be here. It'd go against the grand scheme of things."
"Fuck the grand scheme of things. Nobody knows the grand scheme of things in my heart that you belong to me." Marina snapped, "My sons could come here out of the life you messed up-accidentally or not-and fall in love, and yet and still nobody could come along and fall in love with me."
"The most obvious thing to do is move on sugar." He said, moving some of her hair out of her face,
"I don't want to." She countered, "I can't look at anybody the way I looked at you. When I first saw you I loved you..."
"...and I you, but it can't be." Raven said, his whole resolve breaking at what life dealt him from the beginning, "It just can't."
With that, he slipped away into the darkness, when Marina felt herself bracing for the pain and onslaught of tears that she thought would come, but once again, only a serene calm would engulf her and take her back to sleep, only to dream memories of what had been, and signs of what needed to be. Marina then decided, in as much strength as possible, to keep pressing forward. She had to for her sons, but she needed love like the next person.
"All in due time..." Raven whispered in her ear, inside of her dreams, "All in due time..." ============================================================================ ==
Buttercup flew over to the place where she first met her beloved, wondering if he'd ever show up. She came to notice that nobody ever really renovated the place at all, and for their sick fun, she ended up flying towards the tree she had been to ample times while wondering if love would ever find her. She looked in the initials she had carved in their and then smiled at them, looking at the lie that beheld itself while she looked on. Buttercup was no longer alone, so she could now add her boyfriend's initials.
Buttercup slightly jumped when she felt Bruiser's arms snake around her waist and he chuckled a little kissing her on her right cheek.
"How'd you know where to find me?"
"I ran into this tree once..." Bruiser said, "I swear I knew it was yours and wondered why the hell my initials wasn't with yours...and you're just now putting them. I guess I have to make your shit look prettier than this..."
With that, Bruiser used his eyebeams to put two more words under Buttercup's handiwork. The two words read, together forever. With that, Buttercup looked at her boyfriend and sat down on the heavy branch, while he followed suit.
"We really gonna be together forever Bruiser?"
"We better be." He said, "Or else..."
"Or else what?" Buttercup snapped,
"Or else." Bruiser said, smirking at her rising temper,
"You get on my motherfuckin' nerves you know that?" Buttercup said, as she took to the air and back to the ground, only to turn and walk right into Bruiser.
"So?" he said,
Buttercup pushed him, making him hit the floor with her over him as she straddled him. She looked into his eyes and giggled a little, oddly remembering the first time they ever met. She ran her hands up and down his body, making him twitch a little, when she looked down.
"I know I'm sexy but if you really want me to turn you out just say so." Bruiser said, bringing back up the memory of what she did to him,
"Don't tempt me. I just might take you up on that offer." She told him, giving him a devilish look,
"I wouldn't mind if you did." Bruiser said,
"I know you wouldn't." Buttercup said, while she found herself being flipped over, only to look into his deep chocolate eyes,
"Ain't no need to rush. I have you from now until forever remember?" Bruiser said, as his lips overtook hers in a passionate filled kiss that made both of them moan and groan at the sensation it caused.
When they let go, any trace of sexual innuendo was gone. The only thing left was passion and love for the other. Something neither of them never thought to happen to the other that was found in each other.
Bruiser took his finger and outlined her face while he took his remaining hand and ruffled her hair with it. Buttercup slapped his hand away and then looked him in the eye and giggled a little bit.
"I love you cutie."
"I love you too sweetie."
And with that, the two kissed, blocking the world out and only thinking of each other, in their own world where no one else knew where to find them, and no one else could take them away from the other. It was that place that they could only find, when they each let unsubmissive wits slide and just lose themselves in each other in the bottomless pool of desire called love.
The End...For the Moment...
Author's Notes: I know the ending was so short and corny, and I didn't leave it open wide for an impending trilogy or series. I was thinking of continuing it with Bubbles and Boomer and closing it with Brick and Samantha, but I'm not sure if I could keep it up. If you all would like to see one, I'd take it into consideration. I have so much to do though, so if I should set out for everything, then you'd most likely have long waits in between. So until then, I'm finished rambling on. Until later.
