Chapter 5
The three sisters sat in silence and darkness, unable to communicate with each other. Only a dim bulb lit the shadowy room, giving only enough light to make out their faces. Blossom gave the other two a stern look, and began struggling against the rope binding her hands.
Bubbles' face began to look dismal, when she too tried to undo the rope around her wrists. Buttercup also tried, but the rope was too thick for them to undo it themselves.
They looked at each other with distress, not knowing what would happen to them. Blossom never lost her determined look as she rolled herself to come up back to back with Buttercup. Blossoms free fingers tugged franticly as Buttercup's hold, clawing for any loose knot. After agonizingly long minutes Blossom carefully pulled at the knot with her fingers, slowly drawing the rope slack. Instantly Buttercup ripped free of her ties, pulling the gag from her mouth with new enthusiasm. The anger and resentment boiled into a new energy which consumed the girls like a tidal wave.
"They are so going down." Buttercup growled loudly.
Blossom gave her a stern look as Buttercup removed the gag from Blossom's then Bubbles' mouth.
"Be quiet!" Blossom whispered with a determined authority.
Buttercup's electric mood was not stifled as she yanked at Blossom's rope.
Soon enough Blossom and Bubbles were both released from their hold and stood together; eager to know what they would do next from their leader.
The static in the air was thick as Blossom quietly tip-toed towards the door. Lightly and carefully she placed her hand on the door knob, taking it in her hold. All three of their breathing was strained as Blossom turned the handle by inches.
When she opened the door, they all held their breath. Blossom peeked through the crack in the door, only seeing a dank and dark hallway. She ventured to open the door more, the available space to fully stick her head out. Wearily, Blossom started to creep out into the dark, silently signaling her sisters to follow.
Eventually, they all made their way out of the room, straining their ears for noise. Blossom closed her eyes, concentrating on breathing evenly and seeing which way to go. Eyes open, Blossom held her sisters' hands fast; as they started to walk carefully down the dark hallway.
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Eventually afterwards the girls began flying around in the different part of the building, there was no one there, it was like no one ever was there.
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Throughout the time spent walking around in the dimly lit hallways, Bubbles and Buttercup occasionally gave each other a weary glance, doubting their sister in sense of directional abilities. Still holding hands, Blossom tugged them in different direction, a maze-like building made with surely the intent of confusion. Blossom continued to look straight ahead constantly, never pausing at twists or turns.
When Bubbles' and Buttercup's doubt became fully strained on their sister, at last fortune would smile on them as natural light began peeking around a corner. In unison they ran to find an old cracked door that the last of the sun's light intruding trough.
The tree went up to the door as Blossom began eagerly opening the crusty door. Buttercup was the first to emerge, followed by Bubbles then finally Blossom.
Fresh air seeped into their lungs followed by bustling sounds of the busy and living. Cars, streets, people; all there which carried on without them. They came up to the nearest sidewalk and started walking in a random direction, determined to find out where they were all this time.
They came across a street name none of them recognized, and sighed in defeat. A bench was nearby where they didn't hesitate to stop and rest; they feel like they were wandering in the building for hours.
"Hey, Blossom," Bubbles started to mumble.
Blossom and Buttercup tilted their head towards her, still intent on relaxing.
"How is it you knew the way out? I mean, you seemed so confident." Bubbles asked.
Blossom responded with a faraway and thoughtful look, gazing at the orange sky from the sunset. After a tired sigh, Blossom looked intently at her sister.
"Do you really want to know?" Blossom questioned.
Buttercup and Bubbles both eagerly nodded.
"Umm, well, really,…
I had no clue." Blossom admitted.
Bubbles and Buttercup were both dumbstruck by their sister's honesty; when a pair of police officers walked by. The cops notice them at once, and briskly walk over to where the sisters were laughing brightly.
Buttercup was the first to notice the policemen, and immediately stopped laughing; quickly followed by her two sisters.
"Can we help you?" Buttercup said, irritation laced in her voice.
One of the policemen, who was noticeable shorter and rounder than the other one; picked up his radio attached to his belt.
"We found the missing girls." He calmly spoke into his radio.
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After an agonizingly long police car ride they finally made it home. The second, skinnier policeman was quite talkative. He informed the girls that they have been missing for two days, and that the Professor was working day and night trying to find them. Although he mostly just talked about trivial things like golf and the lessons that should be taught to little girls. The Professor was already notified at waiting at their house.
When the car came to a stop, the girls quickly filed out of the car; issuing a last polite thank you. All at once their emotion came slamming back to them as they ran to their father, happy that they were finally home after all that mayhem. …
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The three boys continued to burst into laughter as they walked the night streets with an easygoing confidence.
"All according to plan." Boomer chuckled.
And another string of laughter followed them as they continued down their dark path.
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A/N 'thanks for reading so far, although it might not continue for much longer, I hope you enjoyed reading my first story.
Hopefully they will get better as I keep writing. Pretty, pretty, please review; it makes me very happy and the more reviews I get the more quickly I update.'