The warmth in a little blanket 9
Unaware of the Professor's presence, Blossom was medicating. Her back was hurting and her mind was full of plans and memories that she disposed of. Bubbles was asleep, and Buttercup was releasing anger upon a tree.
" Olmmmm..." Blossom said, " olmmm..."
" Hello, girls," Professor said softly.
" Ignoring..." Blossom said as she continued meditating.
" Girls, I need to explain something to you," the man told the three. Buttercup and Blossom floating up, crossed their arms, and glared. " How do we know you aren't going to attack us?" Blossom asked. " You two have to trust me!" Professor pleaded. The two looked at eachother.
Moments later, the three girls were sitting cross-legged on the ground, eyes filled with wonder, as P. E sat on a tree stump in front of them.
Professor then explained everything, from the store to what just happened.
Blossom and Bubbles were overcome with joy and sorrow. So that's why their dad hurt them out of the cold cloudy sky. The two dove into his arms and sobbed. Buttercup was to proud to cry, but did go into Professor's arms.
" You poor girls. Let's go home, and I'll care for you," Professor promised, carrying them into the car.
As the four drove home, the heater was blessed by the three hurt, dirty, and cold girls.
At the house, the girls all took nice, long baths. It felt great to be clean again, as Bubbles later said. P. E tended the girls wounds and questions. That night, the girls slipped on clean gowns. Clean clothes were something the three had not known for a while.
After looking at the calender, Blossom told her sisters they had been gone for 3 mouths.
It was a wonder they survived.
They then crawled into bed, which at first felt weird because they had not been in for quite a time. It felt really great and soft. Bubbles flicked on the old nightlight that she had missed.
Professor kissed them all goodnight and closed the door.
It was sure great to be home.
Blossom and Buttercup fell right asleep, but Bubbles was thinking. I sure wish I had my old Octi, she thought. Just then, Professor softly came in, holding something.
It was Octi, now washed and sewn up.
Bubbles smiled as Professor handed her beloved doll. He smiled back, then went to the living room. As he read the paper, Bubbles floated to him and got into his lap. She pressed her head on her chest and sighed.
Looking at him with bright blue eyes, she wrapped her bandaged arms around his neck.
" I love you," she whispered into his ear. He held her closer as she kissed his cheek. She heard his steady heartbeat as he retuked her in.
Later, as the man went to bed, he noticed a figure on his pillow.
It was Octi with a note. It read: We love you- Blossom, Bubbles, and Buttercup. Professor picked up Octi and walked into their room.
The three were asleep, and smiling.
" I love you too," Professor whispered, closing the door softly.
Author Note: Well, how was that? I'm going to write one more chap, but I doubt it is long. Please R and R! :)