Ok, here's drabble #2!
Disclaimer: I do not own the Powerpuff Girls.
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The Oldest, Middle, and Youngest
By: PPGBelle4
THE MIDDLE CHILD
Admit it. It's so hard being the middle child, cos you are in the middle of two attention stealers. In my case, it's a lot worse.
I'm not like my sisters. In fact, I'm quite the opposite. They are both happy, cheerful and carefree, but I am… not. It seems like I don't fit.
Blossom is so perfect. She is the smartest, the prettiest, and the closest to being the perfect little girl. She's like a grown up woman in a five year old body. I want to be the leader, cos she gets almost all of the glory. It's not fair, she gets all of the credit!
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We were asleep in our bedroom. For once, Blossom was not wearing her hair bow.
I woke up yawning and patting my hair, because it was messy and sticking up in several places. Bubbles' hair was just as messy.
Bubbles and I looked at each other with sleep-clouded eyes, then down at the top of Blossom's head between us.
The covers slid away from Blossom's head and she slowly opened her eyes. Bubbles and I watched in disbelief as she sat up and loosened her hair, letting it fall free behind her. It was basically perfect, without a tangle or anything!
Bubbles and I exchanged a knowing glance while Blossom floated above us still swinging that curtain of hair.
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And Bubbles seems perfect too, almost. Even though Bubbles is adorable and is also an attention taker, at least she makes some mistakes, some very stupid ones that I would never make. But whatever, the point is, she is such a cry-baby, and is always scared of everything!
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A scream shattered throughout the quiet hallway. Bubbles was flying down the hall, doing her best to keep ahead of a cockroach scurrying after her.
"Get away, get away, get away, get away, get away, get away, get away, get away, get away!" she screeched. I gradually caught up to her, approaching from behind.
"I'll get it!" I cried.
I threw a punch at the wall, knocking a hole in it but missing the roach.
"Did you get it?" Bubbles asked timidly.
The roach moved into view, and she became so scared that her pigtails stood up straight.
"NOOOOOOOO!" Bubbles cried. She flew away from it again.
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What's the only way I can get attention? Yep, you got it: teasing. I want to fit in with everyone else. I mean, why can't my sisters just leave me alone and just let me have fun!
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"You're gross!" Harry said gleefully. I looked eagerly toward him.
"Yeah, you look like a dummy!" Julie agreed. I looked to her as well.
"Ha-ha! What a sick habit, man!" Wes cried.
I was laughing with glee. Sick habit? That kid was picking his nose! That's a whole lot worse!
"Glue-ber!" Mitch cried out.
"Paste-head!" Floyd spat out.
"Tacky!" Lloyd shouted.
I was so excited, that I wanted to join in. I scooped a wad of paste off the table and stood over Elmer.
"EAT THIS, PASTE EATER!" I shouted.
I threw the paste as hard as I could, and the chunk sails down the table in slow motion. It finally splattered all over Elmer's face.
Elmer's mouth was wobbling, and he was sniffling and doing his best to keep from crying. As he was loosing the remains of his composure, Floyd and Mitch smiled cruelly. Finally, he broke down crying. I was still standing on the table with paste in my hand. When I saw everyone staring at me, my smile vanished immediately. Oh crud.
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I hope you liked this chapter. Bubbles is last. R&R!
