Hello! How are you guys. I know its been some time, but I made this up as fast as I could. Okay now for some replies. :)
SpoilSuggaPrincess: I'm sorry I keep making you wait. Thank you for being patient.
gigiright: Gracias. :) I'm glad you like it.
Kyoki13: Haha. I'm sorry it's been so long. I know it seemed confusing, but that's how I intended it. You see, Bubbles is, or she may think, the 'Outcast" of her family. She is aware that they love her, but in her mind she thinks it's because they have too. Josaphine will be a major OC in this story. Not so much of Mary or Thea. She's just struggling with her own kind of depression, and more of that will come... I may have said this too many times, but I just adore Boomer and Blossom together like siblings. I just believe their characters compliment each other in that light. And about writing everything out, as I have already spoken to you about, it's just a peeve of mine. lol. But I will try to make it more natural. Thank you for becoming my Beta :)
GeekUsagi: Aww thanks! I'm glad you love it that much.
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BatmanBeliever0027: Do not worry, I do not plan on dropping this fic. I may be slow on updates, but that is just because of time. Thanks! That is so sweet, and I'm glad you enjoy this story.
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leslyem2016 : I'm glad I can keep you on the edge of your seat.
MoonlitCritter64: Yes, Blossom is very stubborn, and sadly to say she will stay this way for a little bit. I know Bubbles story is a bit sad. Her life will be a little more revealed in upcoming chapters. I'm glad you are. :)
dangerous-angel-123: Yep! Slowly but surely.
mirandaparra15: I am so glad! I know, Brick's vulnerability can make you do that. Haha.
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Little Indulgence: Aren't they though! Gosh it's unbelievable.
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gilly boy: I was told I was coming off a little more to the genre Angst, because of the sad pasts. Honestly, this is real life. I wanted to write something that could be relate-able. For instance, Blossom's bullying and her strength to be able to hold her head high again. Or Bubbles' lonely home life, and her will to smile as if things were alright. Or even Boomer who had to grow up as his cousins' brother, because of his abusive parent(s). He is sort of dealing with it unhealthily, but you will see as he gets stronger. I am glad that you were able to see the emotion that I am trying to unveil. I am glad you are enjoying, and I hope you continue to enjoy as well.
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Canderemy: Okay here it is.
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Ash: Thank you, and I'm sorry. But I must say I'm very pleased you feel the emotion.
Ahdaze: Ah Welcome! The Greens will have a big moment in the near future. :)
brick x blossom: Haha you will see. I have my plans for all of the links. I'm not just writing a romance. I am writing something that shows the true power of friendship and family. I hope you enjoy the bonds they will all make.
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"I can not believe it! That- bitch! I just want to choke her with her long hair! How dare she get Brick to turn on me!" Princess screamed into her gold Iphone 6. She was pacing in the drama club, stomping with heavy steps. Her face was red, and her breathing was harsh. Around her, the room was dim with the only light coming from a single light bulb. She had kept it that way so that a teacher would not suspect anyone inside. She knew she would not get in trouble, however, she was not in the mood to be interrupted.
A small murmur could be heard from the other speaker from the phone. Princess rolled her eyes as she huffed, listening to the voice.
"I know that! But we were close to be being a couple. I swear he was only moments away from declaring his undying love for me! Oh, it was going to be romantic!" She had stopped pacing and sighed dreamily. She snapped out of it when she heard laughing from her partner on the phone. "Don't you laugh at me!" She yelled irritated. Again the murmur could be heard. "I am NOT imagining anything. It was going to happen, but that witch cursed him! I don't even see how! She's not even that pretty. Yeah sure her eyes were, but anyone with that color of eyes would." The voice mumbled again. Princess became curious."Pink. Why?"
"Miss Morbucks!" Princess' attention was brought to the entrance door as the Drama teacher stood there, tapping her foot."You know being in here during lunch is against the rules. You'll be lucky if you don't get suspended." The woman scorned. Princess glared at her.
"Oh stuff it. If you don't get out of here, I'll call my Daddy and you'll be jobless." The woman turned pale.
"You wouldn't dare." She stuttered. Princess grinned evilly.
"May I remind you why you were hired in the first place. The previous drama teacher had a severe problem with harassing me. Do I have to get you fired for the same thing." The woman shook her head and left the room. "Smart girl." Princess muttered, putting her phone back to her ear. "As you were saying, Brute?" Princess stated. A smile then crossed her face as Brute told her. "Oh really. Well I bet she would love to hear from you again. While you're visiting we can meet up with Brat too. I hear she's in town visiting her cousin."
Princess jumped off the stage where she had been pacing. She walked down the long isle before she finally came to the door. Outside the door was the main hallway for the lunch room. From her position she could perfectly see Bubbles and the boys.
"It's about time I've made my power very clear. Some people have just gotten way too secure." Her eyes landing on the blonde who was looking down the hall in worried.
"I hope Buttercup finds her. Maybe she is still in the school." Bubbles wondered out loud. Boomer, who was equally worried, kept his eyes down the hall as well. He nodded in agreement, hoping Bubbles was right. Brick kept his eyes down. He had been spacing out, not hearing what Bubbles had said. Blossom's words echoed in his heart and ceased him from any movement. Butch just bit his lip. He looked over to Bubbles.
"What the hell is that slut's problem anyway? I thought Buttercup said Blossom just transferred here?" Bubbles nodded. "Then why is Princess after her already?" Both sets of blue eyes gazed over at Brick, who finally became a part of the conversation. "Ah. I see. She think Blossom is stepping on her property." At that comment, Brick's eyes flared with anger.
"I'm not hers! I don't even like her! You know the only reason I was even around her was because Dad wanted me too. If her father and ours were so close, she wouldn't be in our lives! But No! Some how Dad knows just what to do to screw us over every which way."
"I doubt your dad had any idea about what was going to happen." Bubbles stated. Brick didn't look at her. Instead he focused his gaze on his shoes. "Blossom's just overwhelmed. She's never been in a position like this. Not one where she has had people close too her. All she knows is rejection, and she thinks being around you will lead to her ultimate rejection." Bubbles spoke.
"I would never reject her!" Brick defended himself.
"Neither would I!" Boomer agreed. Butch just grunted in agreement.
"I don't know her that well, but if my brother's like her, then she must be a good person."
Bubbles smiled kindly at them.
"I know you wouldn't but she doesn't. Or she does, she just doesn't want to be lead to disappointment. It's hard to open up when all you know is to close yourself in. I don't think people truely understand that concept. They think just because they reach out a hand to the abuse that it fixes everything. They don't see that their hand is being watched intently by the one who has only known pain from it." Bubbles mumbled. "They think it's just so easy to forgive, but it's not. Forgiving is merely pushing the memory aside." Her voice lowered. Her eyes dulled. Then realizing she had three pairs of eyes on her, she put on her best smile.
Boomer did not look convinced. He knew Bubbles was hiding a much darker side to himself. he couldn't blame her. He was hiding one too. So was Brick and Butch. He was learning about Blossom's and there was no doubt that Buttercup had one too. Maybe that was why the attraction was so high. They were broken, looking to be fixed. However, they all knew nothing broken is truely fixed.
Like Bubbles said, it's only pushed aside.
He wanted to help. Boomer wanted to find Blossom and hold her while she cried, just like she did with him. He wanted to be her shoulder, and comforting company. It killed him knowing he couldn't though. Some things just can't be solved like that. But he did know, he would stay by her side. He could show that things can get better. Looking to Brick, he knew that he wouldn't be the only one taking on the task.
Butch was highly confused on the situation. All he knew was that a girl who was repulsively obsessed with his brother was sinking her teeth into poison. Whoever this Blossom girl was, must be remarkable. His eldest brother was completely infatuated, something he had never imagined. Then there was Boomer, he had said more words in the past day than he probably had in a year in public.
This girl in front of him, also put him in a state of thinking. She looked to be the typical blonde prep. Cheerful, carefree, and blissfully ignorant. However, just now, her expression as she spoke, showed him that this was not the case. Something was brewing in her heart. He didn't know why, but seeing it pissed him off. No one who smiled like she did, deserved any form of pain.
He shook his head, leaning against the wall near him. his dark eyes trained on the three people beside him. Then with a groan his hand flew to his hair. He couldn't remember a day more emotional than this, and it was only lunch time. He made him wonder though. What more could happen.
"Is that your mom?"
Blossom and Buttercup remained in the classroom. Both were silent for a long time. Neither needed woards, or any form of conversation. They found themselves content with each others company.
Blossom had stopped crying about ten minutes ago, but stayed in Buttercup's arms. It made her feel like she was home with her mom. However, that thought made her eyes travel to the picture on the Professor's desk. She noticed it when she came up from running out of the cafeteria. The frame was made of Macaroni art shells. Around it was green glitter and string. It looked as if it had been a kindergarten project.
The woman in the frame was just gorgeous. She could certainly see Buttercup in the gentle features. Deep chocolate waves flowed in the wind. Peridot eyes shined brighter than the fall leaves in the background. Her smile was something Aphrodite would be jealous of. And the whole time she gazed up happily at a young girl in her arms. A young girl with short thick black hair and matching eyes of their mother.
She felt Buttercup tense behind her. The sharp intake of breath she took, was more than enough for Blossom. That was her mother, and she was the small girl. She looked up, her eyes feeling heavy as the moved beneath her eyelids. The emotion on the ravenette's face was painful to look at.
Buttercup just stared ahead. Her eyes locked to the photo. Memories of that day were vague, but one of the only ones she could remember. She clung to it, like she was doing her mother in the photo. She knew her dad had put it on his desk, but she avoided it. It was too painful, and even though it had been about ten years, it was too fresh.
Tears stung the beautiful depth of green.
Nodding numbly, Buttercup forced herself to look at Blossom. She could tell by the ginger's facial expression that she look miserable.
"She's beautiful. You look like a lot like her." Blossom stated. Buttercup's heart clenched in such agonizing pain. She shook her head, trying to find her voice.
"There's no way I could be as beautiful as her." The comment was weak, and shaky.
"How'd they meet? Your parents? Did they ever talk about it?" Buttercup could sense what the girl was doing. She was trying to bring up good memories. She was trying to push away the pain with happiness. Something Buttercup had simply loved about Bubbles. The optimist even wen negativity was staring her in the face. Again she nodded. She felt Blossom grip on her arm tighten. Reassurance.
"Yeah. Dad has told me several times. They were friends in Pre-School. They were next-door neighbors for years. In fact, we live in my Mom's old house now." Blossom hummed in praise. Buttercup smiled softly at the sound. "My dad said that he always had a big crush on her, but thought it would never happen since she was so pretty. My dad was kind of a dork." Buttercup laughed gently.
Blossom stared up at her in sweet adoration. She could see Buttercup falling deep in the story. The feeling of giddiness was washing over her. Tears still threatened to pool out of her eyes, but it was understandable.
"That's why my mom like him though." She continued. "He was her dork, and she was his beauty in the world. Together, they made each other happy." She then looked down at Blossom, and to her complete devastation, tears were now running down her face. "My dad still cries. I hear him, when he thinks I'm sleeping. I will walk by his door and he will be sitting in his office staring at her picture."
It was Blossom's turn to hold Buttercup. She tried not to cry again as the strong girl shook in her arms. Her arms became a refuge to the the green-eyed tomboy. She whispered comforting words in her ears. the same words her mother whispered to her when she was sad. And then slowly, her words became a quiet song. The sweet sound of her singing filled the room, and soon Buttercup had stopped crying.
My sweet precious girl.
Do you know how much you mean to me
My sweet little baby
My life had been so incomplete
And then you came along.
and opened my eyes to see.
That the only thing I needed.
Was for you to be with me.
The short song died slowly as Blossom held the note softly in her voice. Buttercup's eyes never left the face of the red-head before her. The words of the song hit her in her heart. It had been something her Mother often said to her when she was small. She would whisper it as gently rubbed their noses together:
"I thought I was complete, and then you came along and proved to me that I was missing something."
She would only giggle in response, not fully understanding what she meant, but now she could see. You can be content with life, but then upon meeting important people you realize just how empty life is. Life was full of great surprises, and meeting new people was just the edge. Loving them was everything in the middle. Her mind then drifted to Bubbles. Now thinking back, Buttercup really was lonely.
She buried herself back into Blossom. Her arms wound tightly around her. The comforting feeling of Blossom's hand running through her hair made her eyes close. Sniffling back a sob, Buttercup let herself become lost. She became lst in how great she really had it, and she wanted to relish in the moment. Blossom was to be her mother just for the moment, just long enough to be content with life again.
This must be how Boomer felt.
The thought made Buttercup scoff in her head. Jealousy sparked in her heart, but was buried under the heavy blissful sigh that shook her body.
Very Very short. I know and I'm very sorry. But I wanted to update a post and felt that this was the best way too end it. I will be updating hopefully, (Cross fingers), a week from now. Until then. :)