The streets were sleek from the rain, even though there was a small sprinkle once in a while it had stopped here. On the two sides the high skyscrapers lit up the darkness with their inner lights and neon lining.
Tightening his collar while walking briskly through the people, even though he has thick fur he was still cold. Turning a corner he turn into a small deli.
"Hello, Siburus," the man behind the counter said. "Your usual table is open. I'll bring the usual when your family gets here."
"Thanks Sam," Siburus took a corner booth. He waited a few minutes before he saw his wife and daughter come into the deli, the man that owned the deli, Sam, came over with a tray of sandwiches. This was a weekly event where the Vulf family would get together for a moment outside of the house.
Bellicose was happy to have these days, she knew why she became a hero.
To protect the important things.
"Protect the important things above all," Bubbles snapped.
Princess shrugged as the scenario reset itself, soon Bubbles and Princess were against a large turtle like creature within a dungeon setting.
Behind the monster was the villainess, chuckling as she awaited the heroes' destruction.
Princess wasted no time, she fired a missile from her power suit at the villainess. Bubbles caught the monster's claw with one hand while rubbing a temple with the other.
"Why do you keep doing that?" Bubbles inquired.
"Doing what?"
Bubbles signal to end the simulation. Soon everything was back to the neutral white room, Princess sighed as she fell against a wall from exhaustion. "That's all for today, you can go do what you want now."
Princess nodded, she was expecting some sort of moral speech but received none. Walking away she passed her mother as she entered the room.
"What am I going to do? She won't listen to reason anymore, if ever." Bubbles said while rubbing her forehead. "I hate to think.."
"Think what?" Ginger asked, "Think that she's nothing more than a serial killing mad woman, than I must protest."
"That's not what I mean," Bubbles snapped while looking up at Ginger. "That's not even close, I'm saying she's got some kind of psychological thing of suicide." Bubbles suddenly felt a sharp and warm tingle in her cheek, Ginger had unwisely slapped the blond.
Staring out of the corner of her eye, Bubbles watched her employer rub her sore hand. "It is the truth, whether you like it or not."
Ginger was silently seething, "she's the only daughter I have.." A tear formed in the woman's eyes. "I don't want to think like that."
Bubbles remained silent as she faced the older woman, it was very out of character for the stoic business woman to show emotion. She knew that Princess must mean a lot to her.
"Don't worry," Bubbles said. "I will help her, it would be alright. You can trust me." I swear it.
An update after sooo long?
Well, you better believe it. I'm back on this story!