Professor's P.O.V
My little darling, Blossom, seems to be in trouble. She always spaces out in a battle and ends up face first in the dust. I have checked every security camera, but I can't figure what is wrong with her using them. As I look out into the living room on the couch, Blossom has tears in her eyes. She isn't watching TV. She is watching the floor. Her eyes gaze at the carpet with such sadness that I almost cry. I hope whatever is bothering my little girl will end. I'm sure she can get threw her childless fears. I walk in the living and sit on the couch and stare at the TV. But what if? What if? What if it's not childless fears and it's serious?
Bubbles P.O.V
Professor came in and sat with us! YAY! Now we are all watching TV together! Well, except for Blossom. When I look over, I see her staring at the floor. Maybe she will tell us what is troubling her tomorrow! Or the next day! Or. Or. I take a deep breath. Or next week or year. I start watching TV again and recite the lines in my head while rocking back and forth. If I was a lion, I ROAR! ROAR! ROAR!
Blossom's P.O.V
Yes. I'm crying. I don't want to be here. I want to find out who the monster is in my dream. I have no leads though. What can I do? The day is going by fast and soon the moon will push the sun so the night can take over. I will have another dream. Let's just hope it's different and happy.
I Look up in the kitchen and see fire. I hold back the urge to go after it. I start getting up to go to my bedroom but as I pass the kitchen, I can't fight it anymore. "FIRE!" I race in the kitchen and blow ice everywhere. My eyes suddenly close shut. The last thing I here is Professor screaming my name.
