Wolfie: HEY GUYS...ND GIRLS!

Bubbles: Aloha!

Buttercup: Ur so weird..

Blossom: y is dat?

BC: Cuz, who says aloha? Huh? Nobody says ALOHA!

Bubbles: Hawains do!

Blossom: Nd u jus did 2. *smirk*

Buttercup: O.o

Chapter 19: D.O.A.

'I can't believe it...How...how could this happen..? Was I really that...messed up to not think about protection and why would I do it in the first place? For comfort? That's bullshit and I know it! I was just in grief and that whole thing was a mistake. But I can't take it back now, nope. My virginity is gone and the consequences are pregnancy...baby...what am I gonna do with the baby? I have no clue. What do I do? She should I keep or...or...terminate it..? How would everyone else react? The world would judge me beyond non beliefs, not that I cared what everybody thought, but just to know they are thinking it is frustrating and embarrasing...the easier way would be just to not have the baby at all...' These thoughts raced through Buttercup's mind as she grasped what the doctor had told her two week ago. Yes, the doctor confirmed that Buttercup was prego by about 4 weeks. Now it would be 6 weeks, I guess. She couldn't believe it and fainted once her suspicions were confirmed.

flashback...

"Buttercup...you are...pregnant..." Dr. Alissa finally got out. Buttercup froze. Bubbles eyes widened and she gasped and covered her mouth.

"Oh my glob! Buttercup! You did...IT!" Bubbles asked. But Buttercup didn't answer. 'I'm pregnant? Oh my glob! How can this be! Wait, that's a stupid question, but still! Teenage pregnancies sure weren't in my plans of life...I mean I didn't really have any plans, but those plans are surely ruined now! Ugh! This is all Nick's fault! I hate him! He had sex with me! He got me pregnant! He's making me freak out! He made me cry from losing him! It's all him! HIM, HIM, HIM! He's a bastard that should just die already! He caused me all this pain and now he's given me a child! AT 17 YEARS OLD! THAT LITTE BIT-' But even her own thoughts had to be put on pause when her anger and overwhelmed feelings colided and caused her to faint.

Hours later, she was awoken by the smell of meat. "Huh, what?" She groaned. She blinked her eyes to adjust to the light. When, she was able to recover her eye sight, she saw that she was in on the living room couch. She looked around and saw Bubbles in the kitchen, making turkey and cheese sandwiches. "Bubbles? What ha-...nevermind..." She was about to ask what happened, but then the memories of what unfolded popped into her brain, permanetly. She looked at her right hand and slowly placed it over her stomach. But this action made her have to heave a lung. She ran into the downstairs bathroom and hurled into the toilet. She leaned against the bathtub and wiped her mouth with some toilet paper.

"This...this is your fault...Nick..." Buttercup said before she fainted from her feeling again.

flashback over...

"Buttercup, you ready?" Bubbles yelled to Buttercup from downstairs. Her and Blossom were downstairs waiting for their sister. Bubbles glanced at Blossom with concern. Blossom hadn't spoken one word eversince the Professor...passed over and it was worrying Bubbles. She didn't act dead anymore, but with her not talking, it seemed as though she was just a lingering memory sometimes. Most of the time, Bubbles forgot Blossom was even there sometimes and for this, she felt guilty.

"Uh...y-yeah! I'm comin'!" Buttercup yelled from upstairs. She walked up to the mirror to fix her appearence. She noticed that she had cried without even knowing it, so she wiped away the freesing tears and washed her whole face. Then, she looked at her whole appearance. Her black hair had grown past her shoulders and to the tip of her back. It wasn't in her signature style anymore. She didn't really have time to do anything else, so she just tied it in a messy high ponytail. Her choice of clothing was a dark green tank-top, military pants, black Timberlands and a black choker with the fingerless gloves. She skidded downstairs and slid down the railing and landed infront of her sisters. "Ready." She sighed. She grabbed her black leather jacket that was hanging on the coat rack and put it over her tank top.

"Maybe..Buttercup...you should...um...-"

"What, Bubbles?" Buttercup asked Bubbles.

"Well...Ummm...I think that maybe...you umm...should...uh maybe-"

"SPIT IT OUT!" Buttercup yelled, getting tired of her rambling.

"M-maybe, you should stop doing dangerous things for awhile!" Bubbles yelled in panick with her eyes closed. When she opened them, Buttercup was glaring at her.

"What?" She said, menacingly. "Repeat that."

"Um...Maybe you should lay off the dangerous stuff now that your...ya know...prego...and that stuff might damage the ba-"

"I might terminate the kid."

"..."

"..."

"WHAT? WHY WOULD YOU DO SUCH A THING! I HATE ABORTIONS, SO DOES BLOSSOM AND I THOUGHT YOU DID TO!" Bubbles hollered, flailing her arms everywhere. Buttercup rolled her eyes.

"I hate them to Bubbles, but...with a child...I wouldn't have many options...you would probably do the same thi-"

"SHUT UP! NO I WOULD NOT! I WOULD RAISE IT AND CARE FOR IT AND LOVE IT AS MY OWN! I WOULDN'T BE SELFISH LIKE YOU ARE RIGHT NOW! IF YO GET AN ABORTION, YOU ARE KILLING SOMEBODY, BUTTERCUP! KILLING SOMEBODY! AND NOT JUST ANYBODY, A BABY THAT'S YOUR OWN BLOOD! THAT COULD BE YOUR SON OR DAUGHTER! HOW WOULD YOU FEEL IF YOU WERE KILLED BEFORE YOU EVEN STOOD A CHANCE IN THIS WORLD, HUH? HOW WOULD YOU-"

"Terminate..."

"...what?"

"You said kill. Terminate sounds like a much nicer word..."

"THAT DOESN'T MAKE IT BETTER!" Without hesitation, Bubbles' hand connected with Buttercup's cheeks. She did it so hard, that Buttercup flew across the street and through a grocery store window. Bubbles eyes widened. "Buttercup!" She yelled. She ran towards her sister's still body in worry.

"STAY AWAY FROM ME BUBBLES!" Buttercup yelled as she rose from the polished floor in the store. Her hand still covered her cheek. If it was anybody else, it wouldn't of hurt, but it was her SUPERPOWERED sister. And it hurt like Hell.

Bubbles stopped 15 feet away. Standing in the vacant street. "Buttercup, please let me help you!"

"NO! YOU'VE DONE ENOUGH!" Buttercup hollered. Then, she stepped outside of the store and before she flew off, she took one last look at Bubbles. "Thanks for helping, sis."

Wolfie: I noe it's short, but I wanted it to end right here. AND u guys hve been slacking on the reviews. I will go start acting like other authors and nag u about it.

Bubbles: hmpm

Blossom: hey, wen will i talk again?

Wolfie: *shrugs* idk. I might jus hve u nvr talk again and be mute for the rest of your life. U ppl should vote. Do you think Blossom should talk at one point in the story, or stay mute forever? The only way 2 tell me it 2:

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