Polska- I've decided on something...two chapters a day...because it's fun to write these kind of stories...you know, fantasy. But I'm only updating one chapter tuday! Please, no flames. I really will get nasty.
Buttercup- It aint pretty.
Polska-.- Did I ask you?
Blossom- No need to get mad...
Polska- I wasn't.
Brick- Sure you weren't...
The Professor and the Doctor stared into the forest, with worried expressions on their faces.
"Should we go in and find them?" the Doctor asked.
The Professor shook his head.
"No. If we go in, we'll be lost too. All we can do is wait. And hope," he replied.
The Doctor nodded and the two took one last glance at the forest before climbing into their tents and going to sleep.
Blossom stared at the sky, and then at Brick.
"It's morning. I think that we should go search for our siblings," she replied.
Brick shrugged. He then nodded and walked into the sunshine. He blinked at first, then took a hold of Blossom and led her further into the forest. He looked upat the sky. It was clear, not a cloud in sight. Strange. Blossom on the other hand, was staring straight ahead of them. She tugged Brick's sleeve and pointed in front of them. Brick looked to where she was looking at and gasped.
"What is it?" Brick asked, clearly dumbfounded.
Blossom smacked her forehead.
"What do you think it is Einstien? It's not that hard to figure out," Blossom said sarcastically.
Brick stuck his tongue out at her, but pulled her towards the sight.
Bubbles walked across the beach, holding Boomer's hand lightly. Surprisingly, Boomer didn't even try to jerk away. Instead, he smiled at her as they walked, but the sun heating up their little seven year old bodies. Tired and hot from the sweltering heat, Bubbles took a glance up at the sky, seeing heat waves dancing across it, and spotted another cave on the other end of the beach, on the edge of another cliff. Placing her hands together, she said a short prayer and ran over to the cliff, grabbing Boomer's hand.
"Let's rest," she replied. Boomer nodded in agreement. The two climbed the rocks until they reached the top, and by that time, they were out of breath.
Bubbles headed inside the cave.
"Who goes there?" asked a crinkly old voice. Bubbles turned and gasped at what she saw.
Boomer caught up with her.
"Bubbles, what are you staring a-" he was cut short, when she tugged on his sleeve.
Boomer stared.
Buttercup coughed loudly. She rocked back and forth as she stared at the trees and imagined them moving.
"Buttercup..."
Buttercup was lost deep in her own thoughts. She saw visions of the trees rocking back and forth, and gold colored orbs floating around them. When she heard her name, she imagined the orbs calling her name, but actually it was Butch.
"BUTTERCUP!"
She snapped back to reality, and glared at her friend.
"What?" she asked him.
"What are you thinking about?"
"Stuff."
"Whatever, just don't blank out."
Butch rolled his eyes. He kept on walking, Buttercup's arm gripped in his hand. She winced and made a face at him, but he seemed not to notice.
"Ha. And you told ME not to blank out?"
Butch stuck his tongue out at him, when suddenly, a dark figure jumped in front of them. Buttercup stared at the figure, while Butch ran behind his counterpart and stared over her shoulder.
"Scary enough figure."
Blossom felt all her troubles wash away as she ran with Brick towards the beautiful site. Rushing water could be heard as it came over the high cliff, and the ripples wavered.
"It's a waterfall you dope," she said as she smacked her counterpart in the head.
Brick glared at her and crossed his arms, sticking his invisible nose in the air.
"Well duh, everyone knows that."
"Everyone except you," Blossom muttered under her breath as she walked towards the waterfall.
"HEY!"
Blossom giggled slightly, and peered into the perfectly clear water of the lake in which the waterfall was pouring into. Her red hair bow was crooked, so the pink puff adjusted it over her long orangish hair. But as she peered once more into the water, she felt a warm sensation tickle her body. She giggled deeply and hugged her shoulders while plopping herself down on the ground and giggling like a little child. Brick stared at her, a look of concern in his eyes, and began to run over, but stopped and gasped. He saw transparent visions of himself reaching towards Blossom, and smoothing out her long hair, while carressing her cheek, and reaching in to gently place his lips to her. Brick turned around and covered his mouth to keep from gagging. But the other seven year old seemed not to notice. It was as if only Brick could see himself, while Blossom was unaware that a vision of Brick was kissing her. The real Brick closed his eyes tight, and when he opened them, he saw Blossom staring at him with a worried expression plastered on her face. The image of Brick was gone. He wiped a sweat off his forehead and began to walk towards Blossom, his face flustered and his eyes abnormally large. Blossom suddenly felt scared, as Brick walked towards her. He seemed different then she had ever seen him, and she scrambled backward, realizing that she was in water. She shut her eyes and waited for the plunge. None came. She was sitting on top of the water, although it wasn't frozen. It was still moving, but the girl was just sitting on top of it and feeling the ground beneath her. Except she felt the water as if it were solid ground. Scared, she immediately scrambled to her feet, and began running forward, expecting to drop into the water, although she didn't. Reaching land, she gasped for breath and dipped her foot into the water. This time, it went in.
"Blossom! Blossom! Are you alright?" Brick asked, as he ran over. His eyes were normal, and his face wasn't flustered anymore. Adjusting the red cap over his orange hair he looked at Blossom, awaiting her answer. Blossom reached out her hand and touched his cheek. He flinched. She sighed with relief. He was real.
"I'm...fine," she replied softly, standing up, and staring at the waterfall coming over the cliff. He grabbed her shoulders, and shook her so she snapped back to reality. Or at least back to her normal, bossy self. And luckily, she did.
A waver of fright crept up Bubbles's body.
"Well?" the crinkly voice asked.
Boomer cleared his throat attentively and tried to speak, but nothing came out, except for a croak. If she hadn't been so scared, she would have giggled. But Bubbles was not in the modd to giggle now.
"I-I'm B-Bubbles. A-And t-this i-is B-Boomer," she stammered. The speaker of the crinkly voice stepped out of the shadows and the two could see clearly that it wasa VERY old man. He had saggy slightly tanned skin, and shoulder length white hair. A bald spot was seen right in the middle of his head, and he wore a single grey towel type thing around his waist. In his hand, he held a roughly carved, wooden stick, with a fang attached to a feather, hung by a string.
"Ah, a Powerpuff Girl and a Rowdyruff Boy. You know boy, I knew your mother when we were kids," the old man replied, his wrinkly mouth twisting into an unusual smile.
Boomer felt a grin creep onto his face.
"Really?"
"No, but I'm glad to hear that you have a mother," the man said, his deep blue eyes twinkling.
Bubbles bit her lip and opened her mouth.
"So what's your name Mister?"
The man stepped forward, his back slightly hunched and his eyebrows drooping.
"I am the beach hermit of this beach. My name is Timothy Ben Joseph Fransico Laurence, and I am sixty seven years old. You may call me Ben," the beach hermit answered.
"Have you ever been in the light Mis- er Ben?" Bubbles asked inquisitively. The hermit shook his head.
"No."
Bubbles smiled and reached towards him.
Buttercup took a step closer to the dark figure, when suddenly, it came charging at the two greens.
"AHH!" Butch yelled. His face had an expression of fear plastered on it, and when the figure came out of the shadows, he saw that it had (or rather, he had) bulging white eyes, and he looked just plain crazy.
"You!" he yelled running after Buttercup. Buttercup smirked and the moment he came any closer, she punched him in the jaw and sent him away. But the insane dude didn't stop.
"You stole my face!" he screamed again. His face was purple, and scabbed and oosing puss all over. Buttercup covered her mouth to keep from gagging.
"I WANT YOURS!" the man shrieked and ran forward, teetering oddly. He reached for Buttercup's face, but the green puff kicked him in the shins, and sent him a way with a punch to his gut. The man crashed into a tree, and he seemed to be unconcious, but he wasn't. He immediately stood up and ran after her again. Butch watched with amusement, but when the guy started to get even more insane, he jumped in, and sent three swift kicks to his head, followed by a quick heat vision shot, and then ended with six punches to his stomach. Finally, he was unconcious. Finally.
"What the hell was wrong with that big oaf?" Buttercup gasped out. She made sure he was really unconcious before standing beside Butch again.
"He's crazy. Dude, let's get out of here before he wakes up." And with those last words, Butch led Buttercup away from the insane dude and tried to find their way through the leaves. He looked down...and gasped. His bracelet was flashing wildly. He took a metre step away from Buttercup, and he didn't snap back to her.
"Amazing..." Buttercup murmured as she examined her own bracelet. She tried flying, but dropped to the ground.
"So we can't fly...but we can move apart from each other? Sweet!" Butch exclaimed, and streaked forward. Buttercup sighed, and followed quickly.
Blossom hurried as fast as she could away from the waterfall. Something was with that crazy waterfall. Brick ran after her.
"What's the matter, Blossom? You're acting like you've seen a ghost," Brick asked, confused. Blossom was silent.
"Oh my gosh. You have seen a ghost?"
"Well not really a ghost. More like a vision..." Blossom launched into the story of what she had seen. After he heard it, Brick laughed.
"Why are you laughing? It's not funny!" Blossom fumed, clenching her fists. Brick wiped a tear from his eye.
"That vision is wrong. Like I would ever kiss a girl, let aloneyou," he replied, chuckling afterward. Blossom reached over and smacked him in the head, and walked off in a huff. Brick stared at her.
"Wha..? Wha' I do?" he called as he ran after her. Blossom stopped in her tracks, causing Brick to crash into her and fall to the ground.
"Smooth," he said sarcastically. Blossom waved him away with herhand.
"When I move far away from you, I don't snap back to you," she pointed out. Brick looked down at his bracelet, and gasped. It was flashing wildly, as was Blossom's. He tried flying, but fell to the ground once more.
"So...we can get away from each other, but we can't fly? That's sweet!" Brick exclaimed.
Bubbles took his wrinkly hand gently, and led him outside. Boomer followed curiously, incredulous of what she was going to do. As the hermit stepped outside, he shielded his eyes automatically.
"It's alright. It's only the sun," Bubbles assured him. Boomer nodded and patted the old man on the back.
"A little sunlight isn't going hurt you," Boomer added. The hermit slowly lowered his hand, squinting up.
"So this is the outside...it's beautiful," he said softly. Bubbles smiled up at the man, even though he wasn't much taller then the powerpuff.
"Isn't it?" she replied dreamily. The man nodded. He looked down.
"You two ought to be heading back to find your parents. Go on." The hermit pushed them lightly down the cliff. Bubbles skidded down the hill, and waited for Boomer to come down. When he did, she skipped off merrily, but stopped suddenly.
"I didn't snap back to you!" she called to Boomer. Boomer noticed that too, he ran forward and looked at Bubbles' bracelet. It was flashing wildly and glowing a pretty blue color.
"BOO YA!" he yelled pumping his fist in the air. Bubbles ignored him. She was too busy looking at the ocean. She imagined it turn into a whirlpool, spitting out pink, blue, green, purple, gold and silver orbs. The orbs twisted into a circle, spinning around slowly. Then they flew towards her and lifted Bubblesup into the air. The blue puff giggled as the orbs twisted her around.
"BUBBLES!" Boomer shouted. Bubbles snapped out of her vision and stared at him.
"What were you doing?" Boomer cried. Bubbles smiled at him, and placed a hand on his face.
"I was dancing," she whispered, her baby blue eyes twinkling.
Polska- Well, ta da! Chapter three is finished! Since it's spring break, I thought I'd update two more chapters. Please review!
