6:30

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6:30 and the torture was finally over. Thank goodness Buttercup sighed looking herself over. "More like evil" the demon muttered. Buttercup glared at him saying nothing.

"Buttercup don't pout, it doesn't become you." Him trilled pulling out the lipstick. Buttercup just sat there glaring at the wall. They were sitting on the green puff's bed on her side of the room. The three girls still shared a room but not a bed, being too old for that for many a year. The room had been expanded and the professor had moved his room downstairs in the old guest bedroom. Needless to say the room accommodated the three teenage girls, and that's saying something.

"You know what you look like? It's like when kids dress up a cat in doll clothes and the cat stops trying to get away, resigned to its fate but at the same time you know it's just plotting something." Buttercup glared at Him, the demon boy just added more blush. I swear, the green puff thought, if he makes me look like a drag queen he is gonna die. "Now that's not very nice, Buttercup. I am an expert at this I'll have you know. I had my own beauty salon a few years back; I should probably go check on that, hmm."

"Stop reading my mind, those are…" She paused searching for the word, "Privet thoughts."

"Aren't they all?" The demon sighed. "Well you can hardly blame me you practically threw that thought at me, and before you even say it yes you did. I wasn't even trying that time. There, done!" Him beamed at his work he truly was amazing, a credit to the universe if he did say so himself. In a puff of smoke he was in full demon form no longer needing delicate human fingers.

"Can we come in now, I need to, um….Blossom what did I need?"

"SHHHHHH!" Suddenly the lock on the door unlocked by it's self and the door flew open and the girls tumbled onto the floor. "Um…I really had to go…he he he…" Blossom said lamely.

"You know you have an incredible hearing range you could have heard us talking from downstairs." The demon pointed out. Blossom blushed so furiously that her face for a fleeting moment might have matched Him's crimson reflection. In all the excitement of seeing Buttercup in make up she had forgotten about her powers, the one constant in her life. She prided herself on not making mistakes, plus she had been caught in the act of spying on her sister, oh the shame.

Buttercup did her part by hiding behind both Him and a large blue hand mirror of Bubble's. She looked herself over criticizing every flaw she could find, but much to her dismay it was, all in all not bad. She looked a little healthier and her lips seamed a little fuller. Her usual pale skin was fresh looking without seaming fake. Her eyes which had always stood out, even though they were no longer huge seamed to be less noticeable in size but the color stood out brilliantly. She wouldn't admit to liking it, but she could definitely say it was bearable.

Her club clothes she was already in. Him had picked out a black tank top will silver lines going downward diagonally, along with a simple silver chain around her neck. Her pants were black and stopped just short of her ankles showing off her dressy shoe straps, which were wrapped around her ankle.

Him who was still blocking Buttercup from blue smiled smugly and Blossom finally just picked him up and tossed him out the open window. She then grabbed the mirror and slowly lowered it. Buttercups "new face" appeared from behind. "OH!" Bubbles squealed delighted. "You look so good, I love it."

"Him really did a great job maybe I should hire him to do my make up." Blossom said admiration in her tone.

Him's disembodied voice floated around the room. "Why thank you Blossom, however after that little stunt I don't think I'll take that offer." Him appeared on the bench of Blossoms vanity. "That wasn't very nice." He scolded.

"You were blocking her on purpose and don't try t deny it." Him gave her a cheeky grin before turning around to go through her make-up. "Hey! What are you doing? That's mine; put every thing back in its place." The demon continued to move things around completely ruing any order the pink puff had. Blossom ran over and started putting things back in their proper places. Him just kept grinning and moving things around further causing havoc to vanity.

"This," He said gesturing to the mess that started un-organizing its self. "Blossom, is your punishment for throwing me out the window."

"It's not fair!" Blossom said trying in vain to resort her make up and hair ties. "Him chuckled and both Buttercup and Bubbles gave an appreciative smile, well Buttercups was more like a smirk but you get the idea.

"You know this is really very childish." The pink puff chided.

"You should talk, you freak out if anyone touches your stuff." Buttercup scoffed.

"Girls," Bubbles said. "Please don't fight."

"We are not fighting we are disusing. I am simply behaving like a responsible adult, something you should learn how to do." Blossom gesture to Buttercups, less then organized, side of the room to prove her point.

"I'm not the one who compulsively organizes every thing in the house! If one little thing is out of place you go insane. How can you live like that, I mean everything must bother the heck out of you. Mismatched folders for homework, using the wrong kind of pencil for a test need I go on?"

"Girls," The demon interfered. "As much as I'd love your help in my evil schemes I don't want you two to fight…today. So hug and make up" He looked at them sternly. Neither of them giving in he added one last. "Well fine then! Buttercup we're not going and Blossom your stuff will never stop moving around."

The girls muttered apologies and Bubbles let out a breath she hadn't realized she was holding. Him rolled his eyes. "Mortals." He muttered earning a glare from the girls.

Ok… ok I know this is really short and basically has nothing in it…but I've been busy!!!!!! I'm sorry!! Plus I just can't think of anything… this whole chapter …well most of it anyway, is me procrastinating on the Writing about what happens at the club….the one thing I know you all want to read.. I don't know why but I have this sadistic tendency to hold off on giving people what they want… lol….ok you not laughing…. Any ideas about the club I have like one tiny itsy bitsy thing but so far I am stuck… UGGG lol

IM SOOOOOOOORYYYYYY

P.S. I just broke my computer chair by leaning too far back… I'm off to find my masking tape…