This RrB/PpG fic is for Crazifunnycupid. Yay! we get to see the Professor in this one. I don't think I've written a fic with him in it yet. So, enjoy.

TWISTER

It was a rainy afternoon, and as per usual on rainy days his girls had decided to take the day off from crime fighting and enjoy themselves with indoor activities.

The professor whistled a merry tune to himself as he went about folding the laundry. He placed the blue, pink, and green articles of clothing in a basket and began to make his way upstairs with the freshly cleaned burden.

Once outside the girls' door he set the basket down and raised a hand to knock, but stilled when he heard a giggle come from inside.

''Okay, Butch, it's your turn now!'' Bubbles' voice floated from inside.

'Butch?' The Rowdyruff Boys were in there? He might have been aware of this if the boys ever used the front door when they visited instead of the girls' windows.

''I don't get this. What's the point of it? If I wanted to be all over BC I could do it without this plastic thing.''

'All over Buttercup? PLASTIC THING?'

Buttercup growled. ''Just get your ass over here so Boomer and Bubbles can have their turn.''

'They're taking turns!'

''But it's kinda small. How can anybody even fit-''

'!'

''Just get over there already. It's not rocket science; just position yourself in the right place and let Bubbles go,'' Blossom said impatiently.

'Blossom! You would allow your sisters to partake in-!'

''Fine! Whatever.'' There was a shuffle of movement and plastic, which nearly gave the Professor a stroke.

''Now, was that so hard?'' Boomer taunted. ''Your turn Bubbles.''

There was a pause and the sound of something scraping swiftly against cardboard before Brick spoke up. ''Okay, Bubbles, put your right hand on-''

'Nooooooo! Not my little Bubbles!'

The door slammed open, badly startling those inside the room. The Professor strode in menacingly, fully prepared to break up whatever it was he thought they were doing.

Brick and Blossom were sitting cross-legged next to each other; the Puff holding what looked to be an instruction sheet and Ruff holding a multi-colored spinner in his lap.

Across from them, Buttercup and Butch were tangled precariously around each other like pretzels on a white mat with blue, red, and green dots, where their hands and feet were carefully placed.

Boomer was lying on his stomach next to Blossom, and Bubbles was floating over the mat; all six were watching him in confusion.

''Uh...''

They continued to stare at him as he slowly backed out of the room and closed the door behind him.

...The door opened again three seconds later, enough for a basket of laundry to be slid inside, then closed softly. The superpowered teens glanced at each other, then back to the door.

''Maybe he thought we were too old to be playing Twister?'' Bubbles suggested naively.

''Maybe he thought we were to young to be playing Twister,'' Brick muttered. Blossom, Boomer, Butch, and Buttercup blushed. Bubbles didn't get it.

How was everybody's Fourth of July? Mine was actually very nice. We ate barbecue all day and then went outside to watch the fireworks. I live across the street from a pretty big park, so it was packed with lots of people who brought alot of fireworks. It also kinda scared me at first, since fireworks sound like bazookas going off.

Fun Fact!: 'Frown' was actually what I was thinking to write for 'Jealousy,' but I didn't like it that much at the time. I only just remembered it yesterday, and decided to write it. ^_^

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