I'm in a fluffy sort of mood, so fluffiness will ensure! I don't own PPG
The ground shook violently. The entire world quaked and shuddered with the shear force of this unknown power. Bubbles soon found it impossible to think. Every time she captured a thought in her skull it was jarred loose, lost forever.
Panic seized her. Her eyelids latched together and refused to open. The same must have been happening for the ice skaters. Exclamations of fear and surprise escaped every lip and a collective thought of 'earthquake' seemed to be on every mind. Wasting no time they hit the road, running to the shelter of their own homes.
A tremor, more violent and louder than the others, seemed to cut through the park. A loud crunching sound soon followed. Bubbles whimpered and opened her eyes slowly. Her fears had been realized. The crunching had been the sound of ice splitting apart. A long gash ripped through the center of the frozen pond. Blinding white light erupted from the crack, slicing through the entire pond.
She slid closer to Boomer, letting his warmth and protection envelop her. He seemed to understand this and wrapped his arm tighter around her. And in scarcely more than a whisper, barely heard through all the din, Boomer said, "It's going to be all right. I promise I won't let anything happen to you."
Bubbles' gaze drifted from the erupting light to Boomer's sapphire eyes. His words seemed somewhat paled next to the horrible presence in her mind, but she felt somewhat relieved that he was here with her. Bubbles managed a weak smile before her attention was averted by yet another bone crunching sound.
The rupture had gotten bigger and the light seemed even brighter. A tight knot grew in the pit of Bubbles' stomach. And in one last surge of pure power the ice gave way to the intensity of the light and shattered. Ice shards flew through the air. Whistling as they zipped past. Bubbles through her arms up over her head, shielding her most vulnerable spot from the sharp objects. Boomer chivalrously shifted his weight so most of his body covered Bubbles , protecting her from the ice shards and leaving his own back unshielded.
The rain of ice passed but not the threat. An earsplitting roar resonated throughout the park. Though every fiber in her being screamed for her not to do so, Bubbles' head lifted seeking the source. What ungodly creature could make such a ghastly sound?
Her answer stood before her. No, not 'stood', towered! It's head a full 40 feet above her own. It was covered from head to toe in shaggy white fur. Long lumbering arms dangled at its side, the ends were adorned with horrible, yellowing claws. The part that attracted Bubble's attention was the teeth. Long and sharp, they were yellow and black from decay. And either it was Bubble's imagination or some trick of the light, but she could have sworn that she saw the faintest traces of red upon those teeth. The only remnant of his last victim...
She whimpered a little, but kept most of it in. She felt a wave of panic tore through her as she felt Boomer's warmth fade. Bubbles turned her head to see what had happened. Boomer slowly rose to his feet, the same indifferent expression upon his face.
'How can he be so calm?' Bubbles gritted her teeth and tried to put on a brave face, but she felt she was failing miserably. She latched onto Boomer's arm and pulled herself to her feet. She had a full intention to let go but she found she didn't want to. Reluctantly she dropped his arm and faced the horrible snow beast.
The monster's mouth opened, gobs of saliva dripped down its chin. Unconsciously, Bubbles stepped backward, her eyes never leaving the monster's rather hungry expression.
Boomer's frown creased and he turned to her, "Bubbles, get my brothers, I can't handle this thing on my own."
Bubbles, for a moment, looked stunned. Going to get his brothers would leave him to battle this thing alone. She was about to object but the look in his eyes silenced her. And with a dutiful nod, Bubbles turned and ran off towards the castle doors. Tripping a couple of times, Bubbles continued to run, hair flying everywhere. Boomer watched her run, until she became nothing more than a dot.
Narrowing his eyes he turned back to the beast. His blood red eyes piercing into him. The monster, though huge, probably didn't have much speed. Taking out his sword and swiping it in the air in an attempt to intimidate his opponent, Boomer formulated a plan while looking for the monster's weak point.
Bubbles was running as fast as her feet would take her. Every second she wasted was one more second Boomer was stuck fighting that thing. Hurry! She pleaded, time an ever present thing in her mind.
At last she reached her goal of the boys' floor. She reached the door and began to pry it open. It was difficult, but Bubbles slipped her finger's through the crack between the door and the wall. And with a great feat of strength, she tore the door open. Smiling triumphantly, Bubbles ran through the door and took a breather next to Brick and Butch's beds, ignoring the empty one.
To her relief Brick and Butch had slept in full clothes, instead of boxers. Hesitating for a moment, Bubbles grasped the boys arms and dragged both of them out of bed.
"Uh?" Butch's eyes flickered open, "What's going o-WHAT THE?" Butch, having finally been awakened from his half asleep state, realized that he was no longer tucked in between the mattress and the blankets but next to them. He looked wildly about him, his gaze at last landing on Bubbles.
"BUBBLES! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?"
Bubbles ignored him completely. Tightening her grip she dragged them out of the open door all the time mumbling, "No time. Boomer's in trouble. Explain later."
This got Brick's attention, who's expression changed from annoyed to worried, "What do you mean Boomer's in trouble?"
"No time!" Bubbles moaned, then realized that since they were awake, they could walk. Letting go of them, she took off running, followed closely by the boys.
Butch frowned, the cold biting him like a viper, as they ran outside. However, the cold was quickly forgotten as Bubbles rounded a corner and came into view of the pond. Standing in the snow, was perhaps the biggest, most ferocious thing he's ever seen. Butch clenched his teeth defiantly and prepared his best bad boy act.
Bubbles stopped and began trying to catch her breath, face red from the cold and from running. She noticed her nose was running and tears appeared in her eyes. Wiping them both away, she watched as Boomer was attempting to stab the monster's eyes out but his efforts seemed to be in vain. The creature was simply too massive for Boomer to reach. The beast laughed and sent its huge fist pummeling down on Boomer. At the last moment Boomer leaped aside and the beast missed.
Butch frowned. He was cold. He was extremely mad at being woken up so early and, most importantly, he wanted to go back to sleep. Taking out his sword, he yelled a war cry, took of running towards the monster and jumped up, sword in hand.
Butch smiled with satisfaction as the monster looked seemingly helpless at the sword. But then, to Butch's utter amazement, with a swing of the demon's colossal arms, it deflected his sword and sent it speeding to God knows where.
Butch landed and gritted his teeth. "Oh great..."
Brick came up behind him and smacked him in the head. "Stupid! Don't run off like that!"
Butch turned and snarled at his older brother. "I'll do whatever I want!"
Boomer dodged another blow and back flipped to the two boys' side, "Arguing won't do any good. We have to concentrate. Those arms are simply too great."
"Well, what do you suggest we do?" Butch questioned slightly annoyed.
Boomer's eyes withdrew and he returned to his pensive state. His gaze flashing from Butch to the monster to Butch again.
"Got it!" He leaned in to whisper something his brothers.
This whole time, Bubbles was watching from the edge and biting her nails. 'I'm so totally helpless right now! I probably should go back in the castle…' she thought, but something stopped her. She watched as the boys smirked at each other, did a confusing handshake thingy and got into position.
She watched as Brick shouted a war cry and ran at the monster. The monster laughed and swatted the boy away, but he dodged it quickly. The monster swiped again, but to the same effect. Growing angrier, he became sloppier.
'What is he doing?' she thought, but her eyes widened when she realized Boomer was on the shoulder of the beast. 'What is he doing?' she screamed in her head, watching with a mix of fear and concern.
He positioned himself behind the neck of the beast. His teeth were clenched and sweat trickled down his brow. 'Please work.' he prayed as he lifted his sword and brought it down on the monster.
Little rivulets of blood flowed from the neck. The monster howled a deep throated roar that vibrated through the air, waking the whole village. It clapped its hands around his neck, trying to stop the bleeding.
Boomer grinned. As the monster clapped his hands onto his neck, Boomer stabbed again. The sword bound the demon's hands to his neck. "Now, Butch!"
Butch blinked, watching the entire thing in amazement. And with a nod he once again and ran up with his sword. This time the monster was helpless to defend itself.
"Yeah!" Bubbles couldn't help but cheer from the sidelines.
The sword hit the demon's stomach and sent it falling backward. Boomer, sensing it was his time to go, took out his sword and prepared to leap from the shoulder. That was his mistake.
The monster's arm wrenched free of the sword's grasp. Drops of blood streamed from the wounds left by the sword. He stumbled forward, arm swinging back and forth with a great amount of force. And unfortunately, Bubbles was standing in the arms path. She didn't notice until it was too late. The paw hit and Bubble flew off the ground.
"Bubbles!" Boomer screamed as she fell limp on the ice cold snow.
Crap! What could have happened? Will Bubbles be okay? Who sent that monster? Please RR? I mean…Please RR