Ch. 5!
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Bzema's own lullaby made her tired despite that she woke up brightly. She closed her eyes and imagined herself on a white fluffy cloud. She felt so lightweight, so very light. Unbeknownst to her, she really was in the air. By 11 inches! However, her floating decreased gradually and she landed back on the ground unaware of what had just happened. It was now that she opened her large, round green eyes and searched sleepily for a spot to rest.
By high noon Bzema was bathing in a small pond at an oasis. The sun was beating down. Bzema was oblivious of it in or out of the water. She was now sighing blissfully to herself as she cupped the water in her hands and poured it down her back letting it trickle down. Shivering happily (from the cold water) she wondered where she was headed. What she would find when she was out of the desert. For once she was not miserable, after all, she was now free to do whatever she liked. Suddenly, though, she frowned.
'How can I be unhappy at such a peaceful time?' she asked herself. Shaking her head she knew why. She was terribly missing her friend. 'Rezla, oh how I long to see your kind face again. Your assuring words that I will receive better food the next day and won't be needed to do so much work.' She smiled sadly as she walked out of the pond and stood under the sun drying. 'I most certainly will see you again. No matter how much more time passes and how so this will be done.'
By the time she was fully dry she put on her brown ragged dress (her jacket was in her bag), ate a little, and then set out to walk again.
To pass her endless time walking she thought of the fun times with her very good friend, Rezla. Oh how she missed her so! What she would do to be with her once more. 'I congratulate her on her sheer bravery of taking the risky chance of allowing me to escape!' she gushed in her head. Bzema was never one to talk aloud. Even now when she was utterly alone for once. The fear of being heard then beaten had kept her silent for years.
This activity kept her busy for roughly forty minutes. At this point she was at the latest thing she could remember about Rezla; what had most recently happened: their goodbyes. A silent tear let loose from her wet eyes. She shook it off with a fast movement of her head and continued on. She had a long way to go...
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"A picnic, then a surprise! This day is turning out grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr..." Bubbles took a big breath, "rrrreat!" she laughed good-naturedly.
Blossom laughed. "You're so silly!"
"Girls! Time to eat!" called out the professor.
The two flew over in a flash and sat down on the blanket on the sand. Paper plates of chicken sandwiches and mayo, potato chips, and pretzels, drinks and napkins were seen before them. The girls were drooling over the tasty food when suddenly they heard a scream from a far away distance, so far that they used their super sonic hearing to strain for it. They flew off. Blossom yelled out to the professor, "Be right back! Don't worry!"
As they were flying Bubbles asked Blossom, "How far do you think it is?"
"I'm guessing around 15 miles away," she answered her.
"Wow! It's amazing how much more advanced our powers have gotten over a few years. That's incredible!" said Bubbles.
"But it's not something new to us." Blossom told her.
"But we've never been able to hear THAT far before I think." Bubbles continued. "And why here? We couldn't do that in Townsville."
"Probably because there are so many noises at once there. But here the population is like zero!" she laughed.
Again they heard a scream.
"Lets go really fast so we can get back to the professor in time." Blossom suggested. Bubbles nodded and the two flew faster.
At last they stopped, believing they have found the place where the scream came from.
"Hear anything?" Bubbles asked her sister.
"Not yet..." she answered.
Then they heard a voice and looked up. There stood a tall tree with person stuck way up on it!
"Look! Someone's up there!" Blossom yelled out.
"Do you think we should fly? We might scare him," Bubbles questioned.
"Yes. It's the fastest way to help," answered Blossom as she flew up the tree.
'Oh my. I'm so scared. If I weren't so bored as to climb a tree and push my limits (which were surprisingly easy) then not would I be in this mess!' Bzema screamed again. "HELP!" she waited a while and called out once more, "PLEASE ASSIST!" no answer. She waited a little longer and then she amazingly saw two people far below her on the ground. She gasped. "Help!" She saw the people converse and then one of them actually FLEW up to her. A girl her age came face to face with her. She had bright, clean orange hair that just barely landed on her shoulders. Then another girl timidly flew up. This one had beautiful golden hair that was almost to her hips in a French braided ponytail. They introduced themselves. "Hello. I'm Blossom and this is my sister, Bubbles. What are you doing up here?"
Bzema tried to say something, but her fear kept her mouth shut. The first girl she saw, Blossom, wrapped a hand (fingerless like hers) around her waist and floated her down to the ground. Bzema looked around in awe for a few seconds while she was in the air. She had never (to her knowledge) ever been in the air like this!
"There you go, all safe now. What's your name?" asked Blossom.
"B... Bz...." Bzema stammered.
"Yes?" asked the other girl, Bubbles.
"It's Bzema," she said with more confidence.
"You look familiar. Have I ever seen you before?" Blossom looked at her curiously.
Bzema shook her head. She noticed that these two girls looked an awful lot like her. She wondered why...
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Bzema's own lullaby made her tired despite that she woke up brightly. She closed her eyes and imagined herself on a white fluffy cloud. She felt so lightweight, so very light. Unbeknownst to her, she really was in the air. By 11 inches! However, her floating decreased gradually and she landed back on the ground unaware of what had just happened. It was now that she opened her large, round green eyes and searched sleepily for a spot to rest.
By high noon Bzema was bathing in a small pond at an oasis. The sun was beating down. Bzema was oblivious of it in or out of the water. She was now sighing blissfully to herself as she cupped the water in her hands and poured it down her back letting it trickle down. Shivering happily (from the cold water) she wondered where she was headed. What she would find when she was out of the desert. For once she was not miserable, after all, she was now free to do whatever she liked. Suddenly, though, she frowned.
'How can I be unhappy at such a peaceful time?' she asked herself. Shaking her head she knew why. She was terribly missing her friend. 'Rezla, oh how I long to see your kind face again. Your assuring words that I will receive better food the next day and won't be needed to do so much work.' She smiled sadly as she walked out of the pond and stood under the sun drying. 'I most certainly will see you again. No matter how much more time passes and how so this will be done.'
By the time she was fully dry she put on her brown ragged dress (her jacket was in her bag), ate a little, and then set out to walk again.
To pass her endless time walking she thought of the fun times with her very good friend, Rezla. Oh how she missed her so! What she would do to be with her once more. 'I congratulate her on her sheer bravery of taking the risky chance of allowing me to escape!' she gushed in her head. Bzema was never one to talk aloud. Even now when she was utterly alone for once. The fear of being heard then beaten had kept her silent for years.
This activity kept her busy for roughly forty minutes. At this point she was at the latest thing she could remember about Rezla; what had most recently happened: their goodbyes. A silent tear let loose from her wet eyes. She shook it off with a fast movement of her head and continued on. She had a long way to go...
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"A picnic, then a surprise! This day is turning out grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr..." Bubbles took a big breath, "rrrreat!" she laughed good-naturedly.
Blossom laughed. "You're so silly!"
"Girls! Time to eat!" called out the professor.
The two flew over in a flash and sat down on the blanket on the sand. Paper plates of chicken sandwiches and mayo, potato chips, and pretzels, drinks and napkins were seen before them. The girls were drooling over the tasty food when suddenly they heard a scream from a far away distance, so far that they used their super sonic hearing to strain for it. They flew off. Blossom yelled out to the professor, "Be right back! Don't worry!"
As they were flying Bubbles asked Blossom, "How far do you think it is?"
"I'm guessing around 15 miles away," she answered her.
"Wow! It's amazing how much more advanced our powers have gotten over a few years. That's incredible!" said Bubbles.
"But it's not something new to us." Blossom told her.
"But we've never been able to hear THAT far before I think." Bubbles continued. "And why here? We couldn't do that in Townsville."
"Probably because there are so many noises at once there. But here the population is like zero!" she laughed.
Again they heard a scream.
"Lets go really fast so we can get back to the professor in time." Blossom suggested. Bubbles nodded and the two flew faster.
At last they stopped, believing they have found the place where the scream came from.
"Hear anything?" Bubbles asked her sister.
"Not yet..." she answered.
Then they heard a voice and looked up. There stood a tall tree with person stuck way up on it!
"Look! Someone's up there!" Blossom yelled out.
"Do you think we should fly? We might scare him," Bubbles questioned.
"Yes. It's the fastest way to help," answered Blossom as she flew up the tree.
'Oh my. I'm so scared. If I weren't so bored as to climb a tree and push my limits (which were surprisingly easy) then not would I be in this mess!' Bzema screamed again. "HELP!" she waited a while and called out once more, "PLEASE ASSIST!" no answer. She waited a little longer and then she amazingly saw two people far below her on the ground. She gasped. "Help!" She saw the people converse and then one of them actually FLEW up to her. A girl her age came face to face with her. She had bright, clean orange hair that just barely landed on her shoulders. Then another girl timidly flew up. This one had beautiful golden hair that was almost to her hips in a French braided ponytail. They introduced themselves. "Hello. I'm Blossom and this is my sister, Bubbles. What are you doing up here?"
Bzema tried to say something, but her fear kept her mouth shut. The first girl she saw, Blossom, wrapped a hand (fingerless like hers) around her waist and floated her down to the ground. Bzema looked around in awe for a few seconds while she was in the air. She had never (to her knowledge) ever been in the air like this!
"There you go, all safe now. What's your name?" asked Blossom.
"B... Bz...." Bzema stammered.
"Yes?" asked the other girl, Bubbles.
"It's Bzema," she said with more confidence.
"You look familiar. Have I ever seen you before?" Blossom looked at her curiously.
Bzema shook her head. She noticed that these two girls looked an awful lot like her. She wondered why...
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