Sunburn
A Butchubbles Ficlet
By Thecakehater
|Then I saw her face, I'm a believer|
Monkees
Summer (2003)
The blaze of the sun radiated across the city. No citizen was free from the sun's fury.
And Butch Jojo, a ten year old boy, was no exception.
Hovering across the sky seemed like a good idea at the time, the clouds were usually cool so maybe if he would fly his way up there it wouldn't feel just as hot as it was on land. But to his misfortune, there was not a single cloud that Sunday morning. The ruff brother sighed; it seemed that their plans hadn't gone the way he wanted.
His dark green eyes scanned through the park to find some shade, only to grimace at the fact that the only shade was currently occupied, by an annoying Powerpuff much less. But a sinister smirk morphed across his feature as he formulated a plan.
The unsuspecting girl was sitting comfortably on the evenly cut grass as she munched away her strawberry flavored ice cream.
Her sisters thought it wasn't a good idea to stroll around the park that day for fear of the sun roasting them alive. Though they were right, she didn't regret coming to the park. After all she did get to see her squirrel friends and had a lively chitchat earlier before they excused themselves to gather more nuts for their families.
Now, she was enjoying the serene scenery, which was a very rare sight for Townsville. Having monsters attack them in a daily basis lessens the amount of moments of pure serenity in the city.
She sighed happily.
The sound of her sigh stopped him from his steps. The way her face lit at nothing in particular sent a weird feeling from the pit of his stomach. He suspected it as a stomachache. He figured that the blue puff's smile was so ugly that it made him want to puke. So with that, he left her untouched unlike his original plan.
His brothers might be looking for him anyway.
Summer (2006)
The summer of 2006, was the summer when thirteen year old girl such as Bubbles and her sisters have gone through a change in physicality. It was the summer when girls her age would go to the beach and show of their newly found curves and newly found boobs (no matter how little) by showing off more skin but not too much because their fathers would protest if they did. Of course the city's lovely young super heroines were not exempted by this phenomenon.
The three girls along with their chestnut haired friend, Robin Snider, walked around the city's public beach in the cutest bikinis. Heads turned their way, eyes lingering at they're personal favorites.
Blossom being the group's leader got most of the silent praise, but Bubbles was a close second.
As they laid their blankets on the sandy beach floor, a lot of suitors rushed to their aid in hopes for them to be acknowledged by the beauties even for just once in their miserable lives.
Meanwhile across the other side of the sandy beach of Townsville stood three figures in the colors of red, blue and green stood.
Two of the three were busy flaunting over girls that were far too older for them. Yes, even at thirteen the ruffs were already Casanovas.
But the last ruff with green eyes, glared at the flirty boys across the beach.
Ever since that faithful day of the summer of 2003, the melamine haired boy started to gain notice at a certain golden haired puff with a tantalizing smile.
Of course it took time for him to realize that he was indeed harboring a crush over the perky puff but when he did boy, was he smitten. He was as smitten as Butch Jojo could get.
Though he did put his feeling on a down low, we can't really just let the world think he's gone soft now can he? Well not that he has, you gone soft.
"Quit your moping and just the girl out, wuss!" his ever blunt brother muttered as he patted his back.
The green ruff scowled.
"I'm not moping," he denied.
"Whatever you call it Butchy-boy, it's still considered moping."
He was not moping! He wasn't even anywhere near moping.
He glared at the new set of dumb knuckleheads approaching the oblivious blue puff.
Summer (2009)
The girl sporting a rather long braid on her blonde hair giggled as she watched her boyfriend glare at the approaching men which made them scramble back to where they came from.
The boy received the penname The Green-eyed-monster, due to the fact of his extreme possessiveness towards her and jealousy towards her flaunting suitors and of course, his ironically deep green eyes.
His eyes soften as she squeezed his hand with such gentleness that would make anyone, even the Green-eyed-monster's heart melt. He smiled down at the angelic girl around his arm.
Man, did he love her so. And he would never allow anyone to take his girl, most especially not insufferable douchebags at the beach.
After all, he waited five years for her to finally swing his way, now why would he allow years of labor to go down to waste?
I adore summer when it isn't around but I just despise it when it is.
But I do appreciate the amount of rest I get especially after my surgery.
Anyways, I hope you like it!