Disclaimer: Wow, I actually remember to put up these things!
-Random Part of the Disclaimer-
Butch: The wheels on the bus go up and down!
Bubbles: You can be a sweet dream, or a beautiful nightmare!
Brick: Shadi's like a melody in my head!
Boomer: I'd like to make myself believe, that planet Earth turns slowly!
Blossom: Why does love always feel like a battle field!?
Buttercup: (My own creation) I'm a pizza girl! In a tasty world! Pepperoni, sausages, boloney! You can eat my cheese, or eat me with some peas! It doesn't matter, you'll be the one whose fatter!
A New Friend
Bubbles stared at him and slowly walked over to the boy.
It's been years since she talked to someone; she almost forgot how to talk at all.
She tried to find the bubbly girl that was hidden in the thick layer of loneliness, grief, and guilt.
Once she was in front of him, she took a deep breath and smiled.
"Hi!"
The boy looked up at her. She immediately blushed.
He had sparkling blue eyes that twinkled in the morning light. The wind made his shimmering, blonde hair fly everywhere.
Bubbles thought he was the most cute, gorgeous boy she had ever seen in her life.
"Hi," he answered flatly. He turned his head to the other side again.
She gave him a questioningly look, but Bubbles decided not to give up.
"My name's Bubbles! What's yours?" she smiled.
He turned his head to face her again, his expression still blank.
"It's Boomer." Boomer didn't look away this time. "What do you want?"
He's grumpy.
"Looks like someone woke up one the wrong side of the bed today!" She giggled.
Boomer rolled his eyes.
"I don't have a bed, you idiot."
Bubbles giggled again. "It's a saying!" She exclaimed.
Boomer rolled his eyes again. This girl was getting annoying.
"Don't you have anything better to do?"
Bubbles shook her head.
"If you mean lying around, kicking rocks, and doing nothing, then no. I don't."
Boomer sighed.
"So, what do ya wanna do Boomer?" Bubbles asked.
Boomer looked at her as if she were crazy.
"There is NOTHING you can do here!" he screamed.
Bubbles giggled again. "There's actually plenty to do with another person around!"
She grabbed Boomer's arm and dragged him along to play with her.
"Let's go Boomie!!" she squealed.
Boomer sighed again.
"I said there's NOTHING TO DO!!"
Bubbles: YAY!! I have a friend!!
Boomer: You fool. There is NOTHING to do at a run-down town.
Bubbles: Like I said, there is plenty to do with a friend!!
Boomer: (sigh) You really don't listen, do you?
Bubbles: What was that?