ICE ETERNAL
Chapter 7

She was dead again. She knew it. Her destiny had been destroyed, almost to her disappointment, and now she was dead. It was better than being enslaved, she thought. If she was in heaven though, how was the Professor there?
"Blossom? Please be alive. Please."
She was seeing double. She tried to talk, but no words would come out. Come to think of it, where was she for the last 2 months? It was like a dream...no, a nightmare.
"Blossom? Oh lord! Please be alive! Please!" he said, tears streaming down his face. "I don't want to lose you again! Jesus, no! Spare her! Spare her!"
She tried to talk, but she couldn't. She was remembering. Everything that had happened over the last several months were coming back.
"No..." she whispered.
"Blossom?"
"I...I don't wanna remember..." she whispered. Then, she realized: "Professor?"
"Honey!" he shouted. "I...thought you were....gone again, but it's really you!"
"If my head...wasn't...hurting, I'd hug you." she whispered, then smiled. "Professor...do you think I'll die?"
"No, of course not! I--" he paused. "I'm not sure."
"Are...Bubbles and Buttercup okay?"
"Yes, they were frozen, but soon they'll be fine."
"Tell them that I love them," Blossom whispered.
"Yes Blossom. Blossom?" he said. "No..."
There was no reply.

The three people mourned in the car as they drove to the funeral. They were Professor Utonium, Bubbles and Buttercup. All of them had sad looks on their faces as they walked into the church. She had chosen to be buried instead of cremated. It only made it harder.
The three walked up to the coffin and saw their friend and sister Blossom. She was standing next to it.
"It's all my fault Robyn died. I gave in" she whispered.
"Blossom...It was that 'Ice' creature. It wasn't you..." said the professor calmly.
"You don't understand! I let it win!"
"You had no choice. You saved yourself AND the world."
"But it doesn't make it any better. I let it happen. She was only 5."
Blossom bowed her head. "Even though we defeated Blaze and...me...we still lost. Townsville is burnt to the ground, and Pokey Oaks is icy cold. Everyone must hate us now. Tell me, what are we going to do now?"
The professor had an answer, which surprised Blossom.
"We're going to be a family." said the professor, his eyes watering.
All four of them were silent. The people in the church were all staring at Blossom like she was some kind of monster, planning to kill them all with one swipe. She looked at the Professor, and then the chorus sang:
"Amazing Grace! How sweet the sound..."
Blossom walked away from the funeral, eyes getting blurry again, this time from tears. She flew down to the remains of their old house. She stared at an old rag which she recognized as Octi.
"Why did things have to change?" she asked herself.
There was no answer.
"I said, why did things have to change?"
Still no answer.
"I..."
There was a moment of silence.
"I have nothing now."
She heard the sound of a car behind her. She looked in the driver's seat, and there sat the Professor.
"Blossom? Do you want to miss the funeral? We need to hurry..."
No. She still had something. Herself. And her family.
As she walked into the church, she saw the Mayor and Mike Believe.
And her friends.
Blossom smiled a sad smile.
Things change, she thought. But love for someone never does...

THE END