So how, do you expect me, to live alone with just me, 'cuz my world revolves around you, it's so hard for me to breath..
Horrible, meaning something unpleasant, not nice and non-enjoyable. Now I'm sure we all know the meaning of "horrible" but the only person, who has truly experienced it is our sweet Bubbles. In short the roller coaster ride, was horrible. Just how to describe the classic roller coaster position.
Bubbles had her head buried deep into Boomer's arm, eyes shut tight. Her nails digging into his poor arm by the minute. The ride was fast alright, hence Bubbles was literally near fainting as the ride slowed down. Finally, she lifted her head up in a dazed and drunk sort of a way. Her nails slowly left his arms. Boomer didn't notice the pain until her nails left the spot on his arm. Bubbles looked down at her legs that were shaking, then over at Boomer who seemed deep in thought. She shot him a hard glare. They sat, still in position. As if a frozen scene. Until a lady in a uniform finally came up to them.
"Um excuse me, but the ride is over, so unless you are going for a second time..." Bubbles quickly got up at the name of a second ride in the roller coaster. Nearly falling over due to the shaking of her legs. Arms came around her and steadied her until she was out of the roller coaster. Of course they were the mischievous, blond boy's hands. She let him help her out. That was until she got to the bench. She gave him a cold glare. He shrugged the same bored look upon his face.
"Boomer! You know what you have just done! You could be a nice sympathetic patient and learn proper etiquettes and manners but no..you just have to.." she was cut off by the ice king.
"You're annoying..." he muttered coldly.
"I'm not! Here I'm being all nice to you, and then you make fun of me...Boomer do you know that.." he suddenly pulled her in his arms around her waist. Her face in his chest, he had a nice smell to him...
"B..Boomer?" she asked stuttering.
"Just stay like that...for a while" he mumbled. Bubbles was speechless, her body frozen in the spot. Was it just her or was the ice king hugging her. They remained quite for a minute until Boomer slowly traced his hand around Bubbles left arm, where the scar was.
"How did you get this?" he asked gently.
"I...I don't know..." she mumbled. He let her go, and she sat on the bench.
"Actually I don't remember anything from before I was eight.." she said confused and then continued.
"I asked my sister Blossom and she said I just had to get some operation, so all my memories from before I was eight were removed, it's strange though, I've never heard of such a operation..." Boomer cocked an eyebrow. He then spoke for the second time.
"You remind me of someone..." without another word he got up and began walking off to his car.
"What where are you going?"
"The car, it's time to go back idiot!" was his reply.
"Yep he is back to normal" she muttered following him.
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Bubbles entered her house to see two very confused looking sisters. Sitting together, on the chairs.
"Blossom, Buttercup? What happened?" she asked.
"Eh..well..uh..." Blossom nudged Buttercup in the arm, giving her the "you tell her signal"
"Bubbles, Blossom and I are both going to be out of town for a month" said Buttercup
"I get to travel because of my Pharmacy, and Buttercup got promoted for the National New York Gym..."
"What! So your leaving me here forever?" Bubbles face was filled with shock right about now.
"No, well Buttercup maybe but not me, I'm just leaving for a month, we'll be back soon..." said Blossom walking up to Bubbles and putting an arm around her should in a comforting way.
"I guess..." she mumbled.
"When are you leaving though?" she asked
"Well..." Blossom had the nervous smile upon her face. Bubbles scanned the room only to find two travel bags, one pink the other green.
"No! Not...how you didn't even..what?" Blossom picked up the pink bag.
"I'm sorry sweetie..." she said, Bubbles sighed and nodded.
"Good luck to both of you then..." she muttered and watched them walk off. She locked the door, taking off her shoes, she took out last night's lasagna, and after warming it up she grabbed a juice box and sat on the couch in front of the tv, watching Phantom of the Opera.
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Blossom sighed waving by to Buttercup, who got in her train quite quickly. They exchanged quick hugs, and this time Buttercup did not groan. She glanced at the clock. She had a bit of time. Blossom set her stuff down on a bench and went to the snack bar to purchase water bottles. Keeping herself hydrated was quite an important thing. She began day dreaming of the fact that she was hiding from her sister. Blossom never noticed as time passed by. She noticed the train giving a last "whoot" indicating that it was about to leave.
"Oh my god! No!" she exclaimed running as she grabbed her bag, and trying to catch up to the doors of the train. But obviously it was too fast. Suddenly a hand popped out of god knows who. She just grabbed it and jumped in. The train was crowded. Very crowded to say the least.
"My god this is so dis-organized and.." she walked up to an empty seat and sat down, huffing a sigh.
"Hey babe no thanks for gratitude?" she looked up to find a red haired boy...wearing a baseball cap?
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Teaser for next chapter:
They entered the old building. She looked over at Boomer, surprised to see no reaction from him. After all this house was a big reason for him even being in the hospital. She glanced around still wondering why he had asked her to come here. Inside the house hung a chandelier in the middle of the wall. It seemed to have been once grand but now old, torn and broken. She looked over at the floor.
Suddenly who knew what happened Bubbles fell to the floor. Images popping up in her mind. Her head bursting with pain. Tears began dripping down her face.
"Bubbles? Bubbles?"
"Make them go away...the people with the guns.." she said in a whisper.
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Authors Note:
Hey guys, thanks so much for your reviews, I read each and every one of them. I know it's a small chapter but has quite a bit of info. So please do review, thanks.
Maya