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The Oldest, Middle, and Youngest Child

THE YOUNGEST

Why am I always thought of as the weakest one? I can fight just as good as Buttercup and Blossom! I always feel in-infi-inferior when I'm around them. I'm always labeled as the baby, the weakest, annoying, spoiled… why is everyone so mean?

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I flew into the Danger Grid ready to begin my training. "Okay! I'm ready!" I called out.

"Awww, ain't she cute?" the Professor asked in a baby voice.

Blossom and Buttercup were floating next to the Professor, Blossom at the right and Buttercup at the left. The Professor punched several buttons on the control panel outside.

"Professor, don't forget to—" Blossom said until she was interrupted.

"Don't worry, Blossom. I know. Danger level 9 is way too much for our little Bubbles." The Professor convinced her. He turned the knob; I couldn't really tell what he was doing.

"Ready? Here you go!" the Professor said over the intercom.

Around me, the chamber dissolved to a normal looking sitting room. I looked around me for any signs of danger, and I found that it completely empty except for a door with a welcome mat in front of it. The door creaked open. A boxy shadow advanced inside. I snarled and tensed, ready for a fight. A few seconds later, I saw a tiny little robot, with its arms outstretched. The Professor turned down the danger level... again!

"Buzz! I'm gonna get you! Buzz! I'm gonna get you! Buzz! I'm gonna get you! Buzz! I'm gonna get you!" the robot cried out in its stupid, flat voice.

I looked at it with anger and irritation. I mean, the robot was a head shorter than I was and it was moving slowly toward me!

"Professor!" I cried with irritation. I flew to the window which was now a mirror.

"You turned it down again! I'm just as tough as Blossom and Buttercup! I can handle the rough stuff too!" I protested.

"Come on, you guys." I pleaded. "Turn it up just this once. I'll show you—"

I shrieked as a laser beam zapped me from behind, catching me off guard. Around me the room dissolved back to the chamber and the mirror became a window again. I appeared black, and my hair was sticking up, like when Blossom blew her fire breath.

"You see, Bubbles, you're not ready for the higher levels yet." The Professor explained over the intercom.

I hung my head in sadness.

"Oh, don't worry, cheer up. Someday you will be." The Professor said cheerfully.

"It's not fair." I said sadly. I floated out of the lab, and slammed the door.

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But everything is not so bad. Out of both of my sisters, Blossom is the nicest. She was always there to look out for me, like when Buttercup teases me, or when times are bad. I wish Buttercup can stop teasing me, it's not nice!

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I zoomed down the stairs with arms protectively over my head.

"PROFESSOR! BUTTERCUP'S HITTING ME!" I yelled.

"I am NOT!" Buttercup protested in between the bonks she was giving to me on the head. She was chasing after me and was very close to hitting me again.

Blossom was not that far behind the both of us desperately trying to get things under control.

"Girls! Stop!" she commanded.

All three of us stopped immediately at the base of the stairs. We looked around, and the Professor was missing!

"PROFESSOR!" we all shouted.

"Where'd he GO?" I wailed.

I was so shocked by the Professor's absence that I burst into tears. Blossom tried to comfort me as best she could.

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Thank you for reading! R&R!