Ch 7!
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The ride continued on peaceably. Blossom and Bubbles chatted and their father tried to strike up conversation with the new girl.
He looked at her. There was something about her that made him think twice about if he'd seen her before or not. 'But we just came to Iran. We couldn't possibly recognize someone out here. Maybe I'm just thinking of someone who resembles her...' he thought. He just couldn't figure it out.
"So, uh... what is your name again?" he asked her.
"Bzema," she answered quietly.
"Um..." he tried to think of what else to ask, "Where did you come from?"
Bzema closed her eyes tightly and sighed.
"I rather not say..." she said.
As it turned out, Blossom was listening in. She stopped her talking with Bubbles and turned to Bzema.
"Why... why not?" she questioned her.
Bzema didn't answer.
"Your family didn't throw you out or something like that did they?" spoke up Bubbles with worry in her eyes.
"Not exactly..." Bzema told her.
"Then what DID happen?" she heard Blossom ask her.
"...I ran away..." Bzema muttered.
"What? But why?" Bubbles questioned in confusion.
Bzema didn't answer as the helicopter was lowering at the time. Then it gently landed on the sand. She sighed a breath of relief. She didn't have to tell them. Not yet anyway... Suddenly her sigh turned into a shuddering gasp as she stepped out of the helicopter. There stood, in all its horror, the palace from which she had run away from. Her shoulders felt like drooping from failure of getting away, but instead they tensed up in fear and she froze in place as the others came out.
"Bzema are you all right?" the sweet voice of Bubbles rang out.
Bzema, noticing she was in the way of letting the others out, stumbled forward down the stairs. Her bare feet touched the sand. Bubbles walked up to her with a worried expression.
'I cannot lie' Bzema reminded herself.
"Truthfully... no. I am not feeling quite well right now."
"Well, we'll fix that up won't we girls? How about we go in and introduce ourselves to the guy who runs this place and then I'll get you cleaned up. Sound good?" he asked Bzema.
"'The guy who runs this place', sir, is a majesty who goes by the name of Cham," said the pilot who was now out on the desert with them.
Bzema's heart flipped.
"I have never met his family in person, but I've certainly met his Excellency and he requested ME to bring you and your family here to his palace," he said in sheer bliss.
"How wonderful for you," Blossom said happily.
"Well, I mustn't take up more of your time. You go ahead in. Good bye!" he called out as he stepped back in the helicopter. The others, minus Bzema, waved goodbye to him. After a short while they were all watching him in the air flying further and further away.
"Let's go," the Professor said nervously, but in an excited voice.
He and his daughters started to walk. Wait... let me rephrase that. The Professor walked, Blossom and Bubbles hovered!
Bzema gaped at them, momentarily forgetting her fear.
Bubbles glanced back and noticed Bzema trailing behind. She landed on the sand and came up to her.
'Close up she really looks like someone I think I know...' Bubbles thought. She couldn't quite put her "finger" on it though...
"Oh sorry. We forgot to tell you. We have super powers," spoke up Blossom in an apologetic voice.
Bzema, half dazed, just merely nodded at the news. Her mind drastically went back to where they were.
Bubbles noticed Bzema was not exactly looking scared about their powers, but something else...
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The ride continued on peaceably. Blossom and Bubbles chatted and their father tried to strike up conversation with the new girl.
He looked at her. There was something about her that made him think twice about if he'd seen her before or not. 'But we just came to Iran. We couldn't possibly recognize someone out here. Maybe I'm just thinking of someone who resembles her...' he thought. He just couldn't figure it out.
"So, uh... what is your name again?" he asked her.
"Bzema," she answered quietly.
"Um..." he tried to think of what else to ask, "Where did you come from?"
Bzema closed her eyes tightly and sighed.
"I rather not say..." she said.
As it turned out, Blossom was listening in. She stopped her talking with Bubbles and turned to Bzema.
"Why... why not?" she questioned her.
Bzema didn't answer.
"Your family didn't throw you out or something like that did they?" spoke up Bubbles with worry in her eyes.
"Not exactly..." Bzema told her.
"Then what DID happen?" she heard Blossom ask her.
"...I ran away..." Bzema muttered.
"What? But why?" Bubbles questioned in confusion.
Bzema didn't answer as the helicopter was lowering at the time. Then it gently landed on the sand. She sighed a breath of relief. She didn't have to tell them. Not yet anyway... Suddenly her sigh turned into a shuddering gasp as she stepped out of the helicopter. There stood, in all its horror, the palace from which she had run away from. Her shoulders felt like drooping from failure of getting away, but instead they tensed up in fear and she froze in place as the others came out.
"Bzema are you all right?" the sweet voice of Bubbles rang out.
Bzema, noticing she was in the way of letting the others out, stumbled forward down the stairs. Her bare feet touched the sand. Bubbles walked up to her with a worried expression.
'I cannot lie' Bzema reminded herself.
"Truthfully... no. I am not feeling quite well right now."
"Well, we'll fix that up won't we girls? How about we go in and introduce ourselves to the guy who runs this place and then I'll get you cleaned up. Sound good?" he asked Bzema.
"'The guy who runs this place', sir, is a majesty who goes by the name of Cham," said the pilot who was now out on the desert with them.
Bzema's heart flipped.
"I have never met his family in person, but I've certainly met his Excellency and he requested ME to bring you and your family here to his palace," he said in sheer bliss.
"How wonderful for you," Blossom said happily.
"Well, I mustn't take up more of your time. You go ahead in. Good bye!" he called out as he stepped back in the helicopter. The others, minus Bzema, waved goodbye to him. After a short while they were all watching him in the air flying further and further away.
"Let's go," the Professor said nervously, but in an excited voice.
He and his daughters started to walk. Wait... let me rephrase that. The Professor walked, Blossom and Bubbles hovered!
Bzema gaped at them, momentarily forgetting her fear.
Bubbles glanced back and noticed Bzema trailing behind. She landed on the sand and came up to her.
'Close up she really looks like someone I think I know...' Bubbles thought. She couldn't quite put her "finger" on it though...
"Oh sorry. We forgot to tell you. We have super powers," spoke up Blossom in an apologetic voice.
Bzema, half dazed, just merely nodded at the news. Her mind drastically went back to where they were.
Bubbles noticed Bzema was not exactly looking scared about their powers, but something else...
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