Chapter 2

I walked into the house that day the same way I always did. I walked up the stairs of the apartment complex, waved hello to Miss Kapaernick as I ascended the second floor landing, and walked right past her. I climbed the stairs on the other side of her, walking past the doorways to Mr. Thompson and Mr. and Mrs. Wilson. Finally I reached the fourth and final floor, where there were only three doorways, one of them leading to the roof. The others consisted of the doorway to my brother's apartment, where my three sweet little angels were, and the other was empty.

I clicked open the door, pushing into the apartment, and walked inside. I closed the door quietly behind me, so i wouldn't disturb my brother. Wouldn't want to make him angry after being the house for only 14 seconds after all. I mean if I wanted to do that I might as well just turn around and walk out the damn door.

I heard three cute little gasps right on cue as the door clicked shut behind me.

"UUUNN.." they started all at the same time. We had this problem every time I came over, and it had become almost a routine. Almost choreographed really.

"Shhhh..." I hushed them. But they continued, quieter however.

They almost whispered. "Uncle Toooooommy..." They came rushing out of their room, their cute little pajamas of three different colors already on. Pink, Blue, and Green. The colors that had become quite honestly my three favorites over the past few years. I honestly looked forward to coming over everyday, well almost everyday. 5 out of 7 days seemed to suffice, the girls had no problems with it, except for when I left of course.

They ran at me, sliding across the floor and stumbling over each other. They hit my legs full force and I leaned down, trying to keep myself from falling over. I brought my hands to their backs and held them in a little hug, a smile sliding across my face. It was hard to not smile when I was with them.

"Hello girls." I laughed.

"Uncle Tommy we missed you." Bubbles said with her high pitched voice. You could hear the smile on her face. She rubbed her face against my leg, almost as if she was checking that I was actually there, and she wasn't just imagining it.

Buttercup punched my leg lightly. "Yeah Tom." She hated to call my Uncle Tommy like the other girls. I always just guessed she just wanted to be different. "Where the hell have y.."

"HEY." I cut her off, I never approved of the girls using vulgarity. Even if it was the only form of English that their father seemed to know. "What have I told you about using that kind of language?"

"Sorry Tom..." she said, she rolled her eyes with it. But I didn't mind, I knew she understood. "But seriously, where've you been? You sir, are 7 minutes late." They had my timing down, they knew that I should be there at exactly 9:32. But they were just little girls, they didn't understand the traffic and all that. They just knew that I lived 2 minutes away, and that I got out of work at 9.

"Girls come on now, I'm here aren't I?" I asked them, a smirk still on my face. "I mean if you like I can just turn around and..." I started to walk a little towards the door. But I knew they would stop me. Which they did, all three of them dove for my feet. They wrapped their little hands around my legs and pleaded me to stay.

Blossom being the cutest of all, I hate to admit it. But Blossom was always my favorite of the girls. She was just so head strong, and lead the girls so well. She was the one to fight back against her father, something even I wasn't able to do. My reasons for not being different of the girls of course, I wasn't afraid him so much as afraid of what he might do to the girls.

"Uncle Tommy stop already, just come sit down. We want a story tonight. A NEW ONE!" Blossom shouted. Trying to make herself heard, which she was very good at.

"Oh okay..." I rolled my eyes nonchalantly and smiled wide. I just could not resist these girls, and already had a story planned out anyway. I always came prepared. I leaned down and picked up one girl at a time. I grabbed Bubbles, throwing her over my left shoulder and grabbed Buttercup, throwing her over my right shoulder. Bubbles laughed and giggled, swinging her arms and legs and slapping my back, kicking the air wildly. Buttercup tried to make a pouty face, putting her head in her hands. But you could tell she was hiding a little smile. Blossom just grabbed onto my leg, wrapping her arms and legs around it. I dragged my leg as I walked, and she giggled, too.

Slowly but surely I made my way into their room, all of us laughing like crazy. I threw Bubbles down on her bed, and walked over and dropped Buttercup on hers.

"ooooo Buttercup," I pointed at her with a grin. "Better hide that smile before everyone sees it." I reached down and tickled her, and she kicked my chest laughing wildly. I smiled and Blossom ran off my leg to tickle Buttercup too.

"Yeah Buttercup, better hide it before you start to look happy and cute like us." Blossom teased. But Buttercup couldn't help it, she was smiling and laughing too much.

"Uncle Tommy..." Bubbles called to me. I turned around and stopped tickling Buttercup.

"Yeah Bubbles?" I asked.

"Can you start the story now?" She yawned, you could tell she was getting a little sleepy. She reached her hand up as she finished the yawn and rubbed her eye cutely.

"Yeah Bubbles," I chuckled a little. ", that's fine."

I sat down on Blossom's bed and crossed my legs. I had to get comfortable after all, my stories could take forever sometimes. "Now girls, who should be in this story?"

"FUZZY LUMPKINS!" Bubbles shouted. That had always been her favorite character.

"No Bubbles, he was in the last one." Buttercup protested. "I wanna hear about Mojo this time, he hasn't been in any lately.

"Alright Buttercup, okay. We can have Mojo in this one." I said calmly, I turned to look at Blossom. "Any suggestions?" I asked her.

"No that's okay Uncle Tommy. I just wanna hear the story." She said a little groggily. I could tell I'd have to make this story quick.

So I began as I always did...

"The city, of Townsville..."