Wolfie: Hi readers!

Bubbles: Aloha!

Buttercup: What happened? How come your so happy now?

Brick: Yeah?

Wolfie: Because I just got asked out!

Blossom: Really? So your not mad at me anymore?

Wolfie:...I wasn't really made at you in the first place...I was just jealous...and that put me in a bad place...

Brick:She has nothing to be jealous of. *Blossom slaps the back of his head* OW!

Blossom: But, why were you jealous?

Wolfie: Because-*Bubbles turns towards the camera*

Bubbles:Sorry folks. This is private! On with the story!

Chapter 14: Sad .Tragic .Restful .Oh my gosh. Kind .Eccentric

'Gosh...why do I feel this way?...What's wrong with me?' The Professor thought as he lie in bed. It's been 2 hours and he hasn't been able to move. He doesn't know why, but he's trying not to panick. He's just staying calm.

'Where are the girls again?...Oh yeah, they're in school...Maybe when they get back, Blossom'll know what's wrong with me...' He thought. His eye lids were starting to feel droopy and he conflicted with himself if he should fall then he would consider himself lazy because he had work to do in his lab. He tried to move his hand again, but it just wouldn't budge.

'You know what...I'll just take a quick nap. Maybe afterwards...I'll be able to move...' He closed his eyes slowly until his eye lids connected and he dozed off. Taking his finale nap.

"C'mon Bubbles, let's get home."Blossom said after she found Bubbles. She was holding her head because her head was in extreme pain right now. But she wasn't going to show it. "Hey, do you know where Buttercup is?" Bubbles looked to her left.

"No..."

"Bubbles." Blossom growled. "Did she skip?" Bubbles nodded. Blossom rolled her eyes, but that only made her head hurt more. The girls continued to walk towards their home, unaware of what was inside.

"So, what do you think will happen when we tell the others?" Nick asked Buttercup. They were walking out of the park and towards Buttercup's house.

"Do we have to tell them? I mean, Blossom will probably freak and say I'm to young for a boyfried-"

"Your 17 years old."

"Yeah, but she still considers me and Bubbles as little girls."

"She's kind've like your mom. If you actually paid attention to all she does. She tell you to go to school, she punishes you, she tells you to stop arguing with your sister, and blah blah blah. Bri-I mean Kay-C is the same way..." Nick licked his lips. He almost slipped, he barely said his older brother's name so it would take some time to get used to it, even if it had been 3 years.

"What were you about to say?" Buttercup asked him as she noticed his slip. 'Oh shit.' Nick thought.

"I wasn't about to say anything."

"No. I heard you, you-"

"Blossom does act motherly to you guys. She punishes you like, once a week? Buttercup, you gotta control your behavior. Unless you like being punished?"

"...Shut up Icky Nicky." Nick smirked and sighed. He was glad she forgot. "Well, here we are." Buttercup said as they stopped infront of their house. She was about to open the door, but Nick grabbed her arm and pulled her towards him and kissed her. After the shock, Buttercup instantly melted into it.

"AAAAHHHHH!" A voice shrieked. Not just any kind've voice. Bubbles' voice inside the house. Buttercup separated from Nick and turned towards her house.

"Bye!" She said to him, before running into her house. Nick shook his head. 'I hope everything's okay. I'll call later.' He thought as he hovered and then flew to his house.

"Bubbles!" Buttercup hollered throughout the house. She didn't get a response. All she heard was crying from upstairs. "Bubbles!" She yelled again. She hovered upstairs and followed the noise. It was coming from the Professor's room. She went inside and saw the Professor lying in his bed, Bubbles on the floor crying into her knees, and Blossom just staring at him. "Guys...what's going on?"

Nobody answered her, they just stayed like that. Bubbles started to rock herself. "Somebody answer me..." Buttercup said more loudly. She had a thought about what was going on, but she didn't really want to think of thatt right now. She was hoping that it was something else. "SOMEBODY TELL ME!" Buttercup shouted, tears starting to stream down her face. Bubbles looked up to her slowly. Her face red and her cheeks puffed out.

"B-Buttercup..." Buttercup snapped her head towards her. "P-P-P...he's...d-dead..." Buttercup's eyes widened in relization before she closed them, trying to stop herself from crying. Unfortunately, they came anyway. She couldn't even keep the noise in. She just let it all out! She ran over to the Professor's dead body and grabbed his collar.

"WAKE UP! DON'T PLAY WITH ME DAMMIT! YOU CAN'T DIE! YOU CAN'T! YOU'RE SUPPOSE TO STAY HERE FOREVER! WITH ME, AND BLOSSOM AND BUBBLES! WE'RE ALL SUPPOSE TO BE A FAMILY!...YOU'RE N-NOT SUPPOSE TO D-DIE!" She screamed in his pale face. Bubbles got up and tried to pull her sister away from his body.

"Buttercup stop! Stop it! Your hurting him!" She pleaded. Buttercup turned to her.

"How cane you hurt something that's dead, Bubbles? The Professor wasn't suppose to die! He was suppose to be our father and take care of us and love us and cherish us a-and...and.." Buttercup started to cry again, but this time she put her face into the Professor's chest. She wailed loudly. Bubbles leaned against a wall and started to cry again also, not even trying to get her sister off of her dead father.

flashback...

"AAAAHH!" A 6 year old Blossom cried from outside. The Professor ran to her aid.

"What's wrong Blossom?" He asked her. She looked at him through the tears in her eyes. Then, she looked at her knee.

"I f-fell and s-scraped my knee!"She wailed again. The Professor picked her up and brought her inside the house. He set her on the couch and went to get his first-aid kit. He cleaned up the wound and then put a bandade over it.

"Does it feel better now?" He asked, with a concerned smile on his face. Blossom stopped crying and looked at her knee. She nodded her head.

"Yes. Thank you Professor! I love you!" She hugged him hard.

"I love you to Blossom."

Another flashback...

"Oh no!" A 12 year old Blossom yelled.

"What happened Blossom?" The Professor asked her, coming into the kitchen. Blossom was looking at her report card.

"I got an A in Spanish!" She sighed dramatically.

"Isn't that good?"

"NOT FOR ME! I need to atleast have straight A+!" She snapped. The Professor snorted.

"I'm glad your shooting for a higher grade, but don't kill yourself over it, okay?" He asked. Blossom nodded.

"I promise." The Professor held out his pinkie and Blossom took it.

Another Flachback...

"Hmmm...I wonder what college I should go to after high school..." A 16 year old Blossom asked herself. She was only in her freshmen year, but she still wanted a good future. "Maybe I should ask the Professor..." She skipped downstairs and into the lab where the Professor always was, but she still told him to take it easy. "Hey Professor?"

He stopped what he was doing and turned to her. "Yes Blossom?" He asked.

"Do you know any college that'll fit my status? I want to go to a really good one!" She smiled. The Professor looked up and thought for several moments.

"Actually, Blossom...you have to choose for yourself. No one know you better than you." He smiled. Blossom slumpedher shoulders.

"I guess so. But hopefully they'll take me with all my A's. What if they don't take me? What if they think I'm not good enough! What if while I'm gone to college, people forget about me? What if nobody will love me anymore! What if-"

"Blossom..." The Professor interrupted her panick. "I will always love you. Even after the day I die." Blossom smiled at him and hugged him.

"I love you Professor."

"I love you to Blossom."

Flashbacks over...

Blossom looked down at the Professor's body and saw the whimpering Buttercup. She sucked in a breathe and started to cry along with her sisters. Except hers was a silent cry.

"He had a stroke." The doctor said.

"When?" Butterup asked calmly.

"About an hour after you girls went to school." The girls called in a doctor to ask what had happened to their Professor. His name was Dr. Hartfield.

"Thank you." Bubbles said. The girls then went to their home. The doctor said he would call back later, he just wanted to see something with the Professor's body.

"..."

"..."

"..."

Buttercup went upstairs to her room. She got on her phone and made a call. "Hello?" The rapsy voice answered.

"Can you come over?" Buttercup asked, barely higher than a whisper.

"I'll be right over."

After about 3 minutes of flying, the person was infront of the Utonium house. He walked in because the door was already unlocked. But this time, when he entered, the house seemed ghostly and depressing. Not happy and full of life like it always had. He knew something was wrong. He saw Bubbles on the couch, staring at the TV. He thought she was watching something, but the TV wasn't even turned on. He then, walked upstairs and to a brunette's room. He opened the door and saw her staring out of her window. He hovered to her-she wasn't able to see him- and wrapped his arms around her. "What happened Buttercup?" He asked.

"He's dead..." She said to Nick.

"Who?"

"The...Professor..." She said and snifled. She then began crying again, but in Nick's chest. He held her close and stroked her hair.

"Everything's going to be okay Buttercup."

"No it's ..n-not!" She muffled into his shirt. He backed her up so he could look at her.

"Yes it is. I promise you." Buttercup looked into his eyes. She held out her pinky and he got hers with his pinky. "I pinky promise." Buttercup saw that he had hope in his eyes. She sighed and kissed him gently and slowly.

Wolfie: Well...did you enjoy the chapter...

Bubbles: it was...kind've sad...

Blossom & Buttercup: *nods*

Butch: you okay Buttercup?

Buttercup: *hugs butch and he hugs back.*

Bubbles: AWW! *boomer hugs bubbles and she smiles and hugs him back*

Blossom: *looks at Brick and walks towards him and holds her arms out.*

Brick: I'm not hugging you! Fuck that shit.