Hey everyone! *silence* I know you missed me! *more silence* Well, this is awkward. I can really feel the love.

Someone from the crowd: GET ON WITH THE STORY!

YOU WANT TO GO, BRO! *jump up from my seat*

Yang: *puts a hand on my shoulder* Chill. Just start the story.

*sits back down and pouts* Fine.

Yang: She doesn't own the PPG or the RRB. But she wished she did. Who doesn't?

A girl in the audience: *raises hand*

PUT YOUR HAND DOWN, BITCH!

girl: *puts hand down*

Oh, and here's a color chart:

Blossom= Pink

Bubbles= Blue

Buttercup= Green

Blooma= Orange

Blaze= Yellow

Bunny= Purple

Thank you. Now, here's the story. Oh, and I almost forgot! This chapter will be dedicated to my friend, QUEENBEE2000! HI BEN!

Blind Beauties Chapter 4: If Only.

Blooma's POV.

~Around 6:00 p.m.~

I sat up in my bed with a gasp, drenched in sweat. I was panting hard, I couldn't catch my breath. Suddenly I heard my door slam open. I looked to where the door might I remembered.

I'm blind. I see nothing, but an endless darkness. A black void. I toke a deep breath.

"Blooma!? Are you okay?! We heard you scream." Buttercup asked. I let my breath out. Was I holding it in?

"You did?"

"Yeah. You woke up most of the block." Blaze said. I bet she has her hand on her hip.

"Oh. Sorry." I said quietly.

"There's nothing to be sorry for, darling." Bunny said. I wonder how everyone looks like? I started smirking.

Blaze's POV.

Blooma started chuckling then she started laughing like a crazy man. She stood up.

"B-Bloom-ma? Are-Are you okay?" I heard a sacred Bubbles asked. Suddenly, Blooma stopped laughing and looked at us confused.

"Am. I. Okay? Am I okay? Bubbles, I can't see. I can't see a sunset, sunrise, the ocean, meadows, flowers, the moon, stars, the sky, mountains, people, you! I don't know what you guys look like! How tall you are? What you're wearing, what color your eyes are or the color of your hair!? The last thing I saw was my brother's grave and my sisters being taking away from me. So to answer your question Bubbles, I'm NOT okay!" Blooma was fuming and standing up by now.

"S-S-Sorry." Bubbles said.

"Don't be." Blooma replied. Her eyes were emotionless and they turned red-orange. She toke over Blooma. So, if she's here, then, he's here.

Buttercup's POV.

Blooma was fuming, but now her face is emotionless. Her eyes turned to a red-orange. This isn't good. It's just like my dream. When her eyes turn into a red-orange, it means she's going to a fit and that guy is here. I looked around her room, there was no way for him to enter. I then felt a dark energy coming from everywhere. All of a sudden, the guy come out of nowhere, not knowing that I could see him stood in front of Blooma, between us. He had dark brown hair and dark red-orange eyes. He was wearing a black button-up shirt, with back washed jeans with a chain hanging from it, and black Nickes with red-orange shoelaces. His black owl like wings melted into his back. He checked every one of us out, his eyes lingering on me the longest, then he turned to Blooma and smiled.

"Get out." Blooma said in a hoarse whisper. We didn't move. The guy just smirked.

"Why, babe?." He said, only me and Blooma heard.

"Get. Out." she said louder. The guy still didn't move, and neither did we. Instead, he stood right in front of Bubbles, facing Blooma, Bubbles was looking right trough him.

"Make. Me." the guy replied, smirking. Blooma growled.

"GET OUT!", a vase from behind her flew over her head and towards the guy. He smirked even wider and disappeared. The vase head right towards Bubbles, who was in the middle. Bubbles shierked and Bell, who was the closest to her, pulled her out the way as the vase hit the wall behind us. Glass shattered everywhere. We rushed out of the room, me, being the last, toke a long look at Blooma before I slammed the door shut.

Blooma's POV.

I heard the door slam shut. I got in a fighting position, readying myself.

"I think you scared them off, babe." I swung and kicked from where his voice came from. "He's invisible." I thought.

"Where are you!? Come out!" I said.

"Aww, come on babe. Don't be like that."

"Stop calling me babe!" I was getting angrier by the second. "Why are you here?"

"I'm here to see my girlfriend." I rolled my eyes.

"I'm not your girlfriend." I heard him chuckle.

"Yes, you are." I was getting annoyed.

"Oh really, says who?", I heard him chuckle. He then re-appeared and he was smirking.

"Says you."

"What!?"

"Well." he began. He was looking for something in his pocket. "This contract that you signed says yo-"

"Excuse me. What contract?"

"This contract." He smirked even wider as he pulled out and old, tan paper with burnt edges all around. "It says here, I, Blooma Yin Harmony, agrees to everything on this contract and give my mind, body, soul, and heart to Blast, Prince of all Creatures of the Shadows, Prince of all Demons, Prince of all Vampires, and the Prince of Hell. I will listen to everything he says and obey his every command." When he was finished he was smirking even wider.

"When did I sign that!?" he chuckled.

"Remember the orphanage fire? That's where you signed it. It was perfect. You were so clouded by you sadness and grief that you didn't even think to read it! You were thinking that it was a search warrant or something. Hilarious!" He started laughing. I growled. I just know that my eyes are red-orange. My fist are to my sides, shaking. I put my head down, trying to He stopped laughing for a little bit, only to noticed my stance and my that my head his down. He laughed again.

"Aw. Did I make poow wittle Bwooma sad?" he asked in a baby voice. I growled even more. I felt my eyes get red as my powers flowed threw my veins. My "vision" was clouded over with red and I lunged at him.

~Around 12:00 p.m.~

I was panting hard as I watched Blast pick himself up and grow his black wings out.

"This isn't over, babe. Trust me, I'll be back." He opened up my window and made a portal.

"See ya later, bab-OWWW!" He then fell out of my window and into the portal and the portal disappeared. I punched him in the nose, making him fall out of the window. I couldn't see the room anymore, I couldn't see anything anymore. I only saw a black screen. I sighed, I should a least use my powers to at least make the room decent. I sighed again. What did I get myself into.

~The next morning around 4:00 a.m.~

Buttercup's POV.

~Dream~

"BUTTERCUP!"

I turned around at the sound of the voice. It was my friend, Yang. He was wearing his armor, like usual, and his brown hair was in a low ponytail. His hair wasn't long, but it wasn't short either. It was long enough to be put in a low ponytail. He had his sword at his side. He looked worried.

"Hey, Yang. What's up?"

"BUTTERCUP!"

"Yang, I'm right here!" I started jogging towards him, "You don't have to yell!" As I got closer to him, he got farther away.

"YANG!" I screamed.

"Buttercup?" He asked.

"Yang. It's all right. I'm coming!" I said, as I got nearer to him, this time he didn't move. "Yang?" I now stood by him. He was crying. "Yang? What's wrong?", he didn't look at me. His wings drooped and he covered him face. "Yang?" I put my hand on his shoulder, only to find it smaller.

"Buttercup? Is that you?" Yang asked, looking in front. I walked in front of him, he looked right though me. "Buttercup?" I couldn't answer. "Butters?" After I didn't answer, he put his head down again. I couldn't stand it. I couldn't stand seeing him cry. I grabbed both of his shoulders, to tell him to stop crying, but when he looked up at me, I gasped.

"Buttercup?" Blooma asked looking at me. "Buttercup! Help me! Please I need your help! Please!" she screamed as she reached out for me. I reached back, but she started moving away and sinking into the ground.

"NO!" I screamed. I raced after her and dove at the ground.

"HELP!" she screamed as she sank into the ground. Her hand was still out of the ground. I dove after her and reached for her hand, but I was too late.

"NOOO!"

~Dream over~

I shot up, out of my bed and looked around. I wiped the sweat off my forehead and headed towards my bathroom. I splashed some water on my face and wiped it off. I looked at my clock. It said 4:30 a.m. I groaned and started shuffling to my bed. I stopped. I should check up on Blooma, I mean. What if this dream meant that this was happening, right now! I got this sudden burst of energy. I ran to Blooma's room and opened the door. There, sleeping soundly in her bed was Blooma. I was so relieved. I didn't want to wake her up so I closed the door quietly and walked back to my room. Tiredness hit me and I plopped onto my bed and fell asleep immediately.

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