The whole 'ducks don't pay bills' thing was because I don't think Bubbles would get the joke XD
Anyway, if y'all need anything explained, ask away, and still, support is support, I believe all me reviewers are trying to tell me something XD. Now, humor might be a little slackened since the true story begins from here (took long enough, don't hurt me!). Even thought the Grand Hyatt Hotel is real, I want to make this story authentically mine, so I'll change it around, but y'all can look it up and get a good look at the outside :)
Oh, the Rowdyruff Boys...do y'all want me to explain clothes now or some how drip it through the story? Did the descriptions help before?
Onward my trustful steads! (Oh no, sad song on music...must, fight, angst! Must laugh!)
Chapter 8: Days Like These Feel Like Beginnings (Angsty Title! Nooooooo)
Midday sunset, time around five in the afternoon, sparse clouds, and the faintest of whispering wind teasing the rim of clothes. (A/N:Ugh, fight the angst...) Somehow, the wind took away past frustrations, cold feet where forgotten and the sense of prideful independence took place. Townsville was like the past step, close and a part of walking forward (A/N: Sniff* I've gotta get a happier song list...last one Author's interception, pinkie promise), but no longer needed to support the trail of each individual girl. Surprisingly, Bubbles was the one to brave the step, but Bizarre caught ahead to hold open the door.
And pulled.
And pulled.
And pulled, until Blossom tiredly pointed to the blunt 'push' sign above it.
Bizarre blushed and just went to the back of the Powerpuff line. And so ends our tender moment.
"So, are we going to get this party started or what?" Buttercup encouraged the hesitant girls, but then bubbling excitement took them over and one by one entered the misty glass doors. Any other sort of thought was ceased, aw consuming them, even Bizarre was speechless. Sunset themed walled in the center were flower petaled into a circular multi receptionist desk.
On the outer walls where black marble, with blue specks, to their right where elevators to somewhere. To their left was information desks, and a spacious lobby of caramel sofas and recliners, a flat screen TV showing the cooking channel. The floor was white polish that showed the girls' reflections in a smeared way, delicately colored roses aligned the walls, white, yellow, orange, and red, along with paper lanterns, and professional pictures, it was truly a cross between romantic class with a touch of old timing finery. The girls saw an entire movie screen behind the receptionists' desks with virtual tours of the hotel. Although all the girls' mouth were gaping, only Bizarre was the one to have a fly go in hers. After much choking and a game of charades for the other girls to figure it out, the over come of magnificence was all but forgotten.
"Blossom, I...think this is only for famous people..." Bubbles said quietly, careful not to bother the blue haired stranger sitting cross-legged in a recliner in the lobby.
Blossom shook her head and retaliated," We are famous, remember Bubbles?"
"Only in Townsville, this isn't Townsville, if I'm not dreaming." Buttercup countered.
"Well, what if we...show them our powers?" Bubbles whispered the last part, leaning in very close and looking in both directions. Was it them, or did one of the receptionist's ears grow their way?
Blossom leaned to Bubbles secretly herself," No, Bubbles, you are aware the Professor would reprimand the use of our-"
"The Professor isn't her right now, Blos'"
"That's not my name, Buttercup! Anyhow, I do not believe we should go against the Professor, whether present or nae."
"You're nervous, you talk smarticle when you're nervous." Bubbles laughed, then giggled it off, embarrassed when a man looked her way.
"If we end up needing to live on the streets, Bubbles, you'll be my pillow." Bizarre finally joined the conversation, grimacing and swiping her tongue on her sleeve occasionally.
"Why do I have to be the pillow?"
"Because, Buttercup's hair would probably stab me."
"I don't spike my hair anymore." Buttercup sighed annoyed," And listen here, Bubbles would be my pillow, I'll smell weird if I sleep on you."
"We'll be on the street, we'll all smell weird."
"I don't want to smell weird..." Bubbles looked warily at the road outside the window and started to sniffle.
Buttercup brow furrowed," Now see Bizarre? Miss Too Clean For You doesn't want to smell."
"And how is that my problem?"
Bubbles tried to put her two-cents in," I like being clean, unlike some people." She eye pointed to Buttercup, her small days most people thought she was tan, but it was just caked dirt.
Buttercup glared," Quiet Soap Lover, I just happened to like a healthy dose of filth."
Next thing Buttercup knew, a orange painted finger was between her eyes," A healthy does is some under the fingernails Buttercup, what you had, was a health hazard." Buttercup swiped Bizarre's finger away.
"Listen here-"
Blossom snapped and started snowballing the volume of her voice,"We are not living on the street, we are not using Bubble's as a pillow," Bubbles yayed," Unless it's me,"
"What? I thought you said-"
"Bizarre, you do smell weird, buy some new shampoo,"
"Thank you-wait what? I don't use-"
"And Buttercup, take a bath, no one believes me when I say you're not black."
Buttercup stayed silent, but her bottom jaw slight stuck out defiantly.
"And last but not least, you girls are driving me crazy! Can we not plan something out for two second without it heading to Bubble's terrible sense of humor on jokes or Buttercup's bad hygiene?" The girls stayed guiltily silent. Blossom sighed," Girls, I really want to be on this vacation with you three, but you all are making this difficult, can we please leave the pitiful quarries at home, and put our aberrations behind for the better operation of this escapade, perhaps?"
Bubble's hand shot up and Blossom could hear the Jaw's theme song behind it, this was going to be the death of her, she knew it.
"Bubbles...am I going to have a brain aneurism with this question?"
Bubbles shook her head, then one eyelid went down in thought, then she shrugged, then nodded.
Blossom sighed," Ask away."
"Blossom, Sir lieutenant Blossom Sir, I did not understand a word you just said." Buttercup and Bizarre nodded in confirmation and Blossom could feel a few more brain cells die.
"Let's just get this vacation over with. I though vacations were suppose to be relaxing, not more stressful."
Buttercup slammed her fists on the once perfect table, glass indented and the woman behind jumped, reminding Blossom of a hissing cat.
"What do you mean our 'social class' won't allow it? You calling me poor? I'll have you know-"
Blossom shoved herself in front of the fuming Buttercup, the woman gave away some tension, until Buttercup wagged her fist behind Blossom, mouthing curses silently. Blossom rolled her eyes and moved her head in front, them smacked Bizarre's hand away from the pens beside the desk.
"I apologize for their behaviors, I have no idea what has gotten into their tiny, immature, demoted of sanity," Blossom pointedly locked eyed contact with each girl," minds." The fairly well English speaking sleek black haired Asian woman only stiffly nodded, warily placing the finger indented clipboard back on the jagged counter.
"I was once a mother myself, no need be sorry. A handful, I never imagine having three."
Blossom was this close,
this close,
to sicking Buttercup back on her, but grit her teeth and bared it. They may could use this to their advantage.
"Of course, my," She swallowed what appeared to be a eternal shiver of ultimate horror behind a breakable false smile,"children, right."
Bubbles didn't seem to mind and even uttered a 'mommy', Bizarre seemed to also have a mental terror shiver moment, and Buttercup oh-so-gently nudged Blossom's side. She nudged back and Buttercup was suddenly sprawled on the floor. The woman had an air of smugness afterward.
"So, that would be one single parent with three children. I will admit, with sinking economy, I would almost believe I can find you a room. What status would you want to be in?"
Blossom's eyebrows shot up," Status?"
The woman did a high squeaking laugh," Yes, status. Our smallest to largest. Let's see..." The women swerved in her chair to a small computer on a back shelve, and started typing. Blossom ignored her downed sister's complaints, ignored her other sister's whiny attempts at a Blossom caving to get her a lollipop from the panda cup on the woman personal shelf under the main one (she saw with x-ray vision), and Bizarre was actually silent. Blossom was preoccupied with the movie screen flicking between scenes, doing a three sixty over rooms, benefits, and decor. She became aware of the woman announcing room names and vacancies, but Blossom's eyes were hooked on the scene that displayed over the movie.
Two twin cream colored beds with plush Frette linens, full scale Tokyo viewing glass window, a glass balcony, limestone whirlpool bath with a spring sink with herbs and perfumes to you every whim. Rocky walls in the halls with spring field carpets, a nature themed roomed with an entire separate sitting area with recuperating incense around the entire room, one hundred square meter space.
Blossom finger was pointing before her mouth talked,
"That. I want that."
The Asian woman's typing skidded to a stop (er!), looked at the movie screen, and she smiled,"Ah, the Grand Executive Twin Nature Themed room. That is one of our most expensive rooms to people other then politics or our President. Are you sure?"
Blossom zoned in on that question,"Hell yes."
The woman grinned," Since apparently you are such a lavishing client, you will half access to the most prestige restaurants just for our costumers with 'fat wallets'. The Oak Door, Roku Roku, and others even lower class. You will be available for coupons on Mud baths at our spas, facials, and others that will be presented to you. However, since I am certain you want this room now expediently, I presume,"
She paused and Blossom nodded.
"Great, then I shall enter you in to our system. And you will receive your first few coupons, I will inform you on specials and other thing later on. I need you to fill out this information, and how you will pay,"
Blossom filled every form, gave the number to the Townsville infinite bank-bucks, and more than once or twice had to leash her 'children' back to her side instead of trying to change the channel on the TV in the lobby, or mess with pens, or try to steal the lollipops in Panda bear cups. A few elevator, escalator rides later, Blossom was introduced to her room with sliding card in hand.
"Come on Blossom, I'm almost dyeing with enthusiasm." Although Buttercup said it with monotone disinterest, her closest family members would know it was closer to the truth than the sky is blue. Bubbles was squealing and squeezing her hands together," Oh, I just can't wait, this is going to be our room for six months!"
Bizarre was oddly pale,"Yeah, but did you see that bill? If we don't cause Townsville to sell the clothes on their back..." She was bumbling, and the clapping of Bubbles was drowning her out.
Blossom grinned and looked at her sisters," Alright, the real thing starts here, and we need to make a pact, or I'm turning this car around. Ground rules, no more complaining, no more whining, no more weirdness. No going anywhere without telling one sister first, no bringing anyone to the hotel room-"
"Mother Smother, we get it." Buttercup says yawning.
Blossom glared," That's what I'm talking about! Girls, this is a big responsibility-"
"You're the one who spent more then the four of us combined our entire life, times two!" Bizarre accused, seemingly out of her good mood.
Blossom mouth tightened," I did it because I thought us girls should have the vacation we've deserved since we've been created. Now, who were the three to convince me to 'let loose', get my, what did you say Bizarre? Get my ancient 'bloomers' out of a knot? See, this is what happens, a good mood is ruined in mere seconds. Lets be adults, shall we?" Blossom motion the 'shall we?' arms outstretched in promised offering and even bent her leg behind her.
Bizarre chewed on her lip, but Bubbles wasn't dampened,"Of course, won't we girls? We'll straighten up!" Bizarre sighed through her nose, and Buttercup and her shared a look.
"Sure." The both synchronized.
Blossom grinned," Then let's meet our new home."
One word came to mind: Oh Holy Mother F-ing Things Of all Things Cookies, Libraries, Sports, and Strange Holy, This Room Was Made By The Gods!
Okay, maybe a few words.
Blossom went straight to the viewing glass window to the balcony, eyes glazed over the city of Tokyo. Townsville was pretty a night, but everyone would fall asleep at curfews and it was bleak with colors of gray and black, but damn, Tokyo was alive even at the lick of night. A fray of neon lights played the role as grounded stars, windows blinking, and large signs in the foreign language outshine the moon's own ashen glow.
Bubbles twirled and fled into the bathroom, forgetting not to fly and a blue streak shrieked and giggled, picking up perfumes and spray sampling each one. She thought about already 'test-running' the whirlpool bathtub, but inhaled the plethora of smells. Honey, Dragon fruit, Cinnamon, Lavender, Snow, oh Bubbles's senses were overloaded by tropical sweets and industrial luxuries. She sighed happily and floated in the living room with a pink trail of delectable smells lingering on her clothes. Oh, she was going to lose herself.
Bizarre was the first one to slam dunk on the twin beds, sprawling out spread eagle and inhaling the small trace of heated icing and toast. She dug herself into the center, sinking in and cuddling inter herself. This was her dream, the perfect bed, no morning to answer to.
"Bizarre, come here and look at this view!"
But that one, sigh.
Bizarre discerningly threw herself under the plush covers, snuggling into a ball and snoring away.
Buttercup volunteered herself to find the TV, vultureing the cabinets dug into the walls in the living room. Though she would vouch to loving how the beige couches circled a see through coffee table, with branches as stilts, and a single white rose in a curving glass vase. She found visage of the screen through a crack between two sliding panels, and pushed them open with a swoosh. She never expected to find a forty-five inch plasma screen TV.
"I am, officially, living in heaven." She slowly reached towards the remote with the sounds of angels behind her, carries it away to the couch like the Holy Grail (Or how Bizarre carries a slice of cheesecake to the table), with two hands holding it in her path, then plopped on the couch. With wide eyes of wonderment, she pressed the power button and the plasma started to light, Angles reached holding out the worship note, and Buttercup's lime green eyes never seemed wider.
She has found, with tearful joy, her true purpose in life.
"We should go walking out on the town!" Bubbles says grinning, still getting used to her new surroundings.
"Shouldn't we at least learn about the place we're staying now before another one?" Blossom asked, her and Bubbles were sitting on top of Bizarre, who still had yet to wake up.
"Should we ask Buttercup?" Bubbles cutely tilted her head sideways.
Bubbles rolled her eyes," She hasn't stopped crying over the 'pure angelic HD quality that only comes once a life time'," as if to back up the point, Bubbles and Blossom heard a 'it's so beautiful' sniff and a tissue being blown into. Then both still unoccupied girls rolled their eyes, then giggled. Suddenly they heard muffled breaths and struggling underneath them.
"Earthquake!" Bubbles yelled while laughing, sliding over Bizarre, who surfaced with a big gulp of air from under the cover.
"Are you two trying to kill me?" She gasped, rubbing her chest." Wait, don't answer that, if Blossom would have sat on me, I would be thirty pound wider and skinnier at the same time-" Bizarre's face was suddenly back drovin into the covers, while a peeved Blossom claimed her throne.
"Anyhow, as I was saying Bubbles, I think we-" Blossom pinched the struggling Bizarre's ear, who immediately ceased all movement.
"That's right. Die quietly and slowly. Anyway-what?" Bubbles was giving Blossom wide moist blue eyes and Blossom decided to amuse her.
"Alright, I'll get off-" Blossom was thwarted off the bed and landed belly-flopped on the floor. Bizarre sucked in air like it was candy flavored.
"I live! Or I'm back from the dead, it could have gone..." Bizarre trailed off as a ginger head slowly and threateningly rose, Bizarre weakly laughed.
"H-hey Blossom, last a few pounds I see- I'm too delicious to die!" Bizarre flew off into the living room with orange streak being Blossom track. Bizarre swung between Buttercup and the TV, begging for backup, Buttercup put her hand on Bizarre's pity-me-pretty-please head, and shoved her out of the way, eyes hypnotized on the plasma.
Bizarre tried to crawl under the couch as if Blossom's walking into the room was thundering,"I'm a convicted man! Save me, help me, at least give me my last meal, I deserved that at least!"
Bizarre's wrangling with the under couch soon stopped when an oppressing aura was suddenly jabbing into her back. She was floating in her socks right now.
"Oh, Bizarre..." If this was a horror movie, Blossom would be
A. Licking a knife with blood on it now.
B. Bizarre can't think of a B. 'cause B. was coming straight for her.
"Wait! I'll pay you! I'll...I'll change shampoos, or at least start using them! Make you a big star? Come on! Since you're the good guy going ghetto on me, who the Hell do I call? Make it fair, will ya'-oh no"
Bubbles swung her feet over the bed side, watching her toes wiggle and wondering what the vacation would have in store for them. She sighed, thinking of romantics candle diners with handsome foreign boys, though she would enjoy a simple day with her sisters too. Oh, but the spa, she would love to go there at least once, that would be-
Bubbles train of thinking stopped, then she turned her head, a blonde pigtail bouncing on her shoulder, then falling back to her waist.
"Blossom, who was the one who said killing your sister was wrong?" Bubbles yelled into the living room, cracking a smile. Suddenly all movement paused.
"Who said that?"
And then their was the sound of strangling, Bubbles petted her golden hair pigtail, well, better make sure they came out of this with four people, instead of three people and one body bag.
So...? Did I satisfy? Hm? Hm?
Oh, and PLEASE, I meant no racial things or anything. I swear, say one thing and suddenly you're in a law suit about something that's not even bad. So, please, if anyone is somehow offended, I meant nothing by it, but tell me and I'll see how I can change it. :T