Zshizshibaby-Man, they are still not up!! Pookie, go...Pookie? Pookie!!? Stupid cat left...I'll show her to leave me alone, babbling like this...I don't own much!! Dang cat!!

Chapter one: As the world crumpled…

The morning was cold…at least it was to her. In actuality, it was very warm and pleasant, but today of all days…did it have to be today? She watched the sun rise up once more on this dreaded day and wished that she had slept in. June 13...man, she hated this day. The colors swirled as the sun came and shone on her face, her eyes reflecting the color of the morning rise. Her skin was a pale color of cream with peach cheeks and her long hair was tied up in its long braid as usual. She sat on the window sill of the old apartment, ignoring the beeps and honks of the cars in the street below, the screams of her cherry red alarm clock, the hollers of people. All her attention was focused on what today was. Today of all days…today…

"Blossom, breakfast is ready!" Bubbles (our blue eyed Blondie) bounded inside her leader's room. She spotted the bed unmade and she was sitting at the window, staring outside of it. She wondered why she would go near that window. It was brown and dusty. But, the apartment was their home and they had grown accustom to it. The carpet was spotted with coffee stains, soup stains, Chinese food stains, but it was their carpet. The kitchen was old fashioned and small, but their kitchen, with a small little fridge and stove. There were two bed rooms, one was the leader's because she usually slept in it and stayed there for hours, staring out that window. The other was switched off between the other two, but the strongest preferred the couch anyway. Bubbles looked at her leader as she sat there on the sill, staring out the window with a sad, blank stare. She's never been the same since the takeover… She's been quieter, ate much less, and likes to spend her time staring out that very window. Their landlady was a very sweet woman who lets them stay without having to pay rent since she remembers how they saved the city of Townsville so many times before and she feels bad for them. They hurt badly. And they were young. "Buttercup cooked pancakes…you love pancakes…" She whispered.

"…June 13...It's June 13..." Blossom (Leader) whispered in a hushed tone, like if she spoke to loudly, the world would fall apart. Might as well have. "June 13...he betrayed me…June 13..." She whispered and began to rock back and forth.

"Oh no…Buttercup!!" Buttercup (our strongest) came up and saw Blossom rocking back and forth steadily, still staring out that window.

"Take down that calendar and help me with her." Bubbles removed the calendar from the brown tinted wall and looked at it. Blossom had it circled with broken hearts. She stared at it, feeling a bit sad herself, and then put it face down. Buttercup and Bubbles took Blossom's hands and led her to the living room to eat.

"…June 13...June 13..." She kept mumbling, still sad. Bubbles and Buttercup couldn't blame her. Brick was the first one she ever truly loved and he betrayed her. Left her alone and vulnerable and she had to survive on her own because they depended on her.

"Blossom, stop thinking about it. You'll make yourself sick and for once, I'd like to stop knowing when you will be sick!!" Buttercup snapped as she finished off her breakfast. Blossom stopped and began and stopped. She was like this. Wounded. Bubbles nodded and looked at the clock.

"Well, I'd better get to that bus stop or I'll miss the bus and won't be able to get to work." Bubbles said as she grabbed her gardening tools. She worked as the gardener for the nearby Banzai Garden and she needed to get there soon.

"I'd better get going too." Buttercup worked at the gym on 75th street and they needed her for the weightlifting program. They looked at Blossom. Her job paid a lot and it didn't start until later. She worked for the local kindergarten. She just blinked and nodded.

"Have a good day at work!!" She smiled. Only they have seen her smile, not many other people do, except for the kindergartners. They smiled back and left, chattering on and on about the price of gas, anything really. Blossom was left with her thoughts. She knew not to go back to her room because there wasn't a clock there and she needed to go to the school in the afternoon. June 13...the day he betrayed me…for world conquest…for her…no…for himself…Blossom went into the kitchen and began to fix her lunch. The world was outside and for now, she was inside, where she wanted to be. She looked back at the clock and decided to leave earlier. Blossom grabbed her school bag, her lunch, and left, locking the door behind her. The city was smack dab in California. Where there are numerous cell phones, honking cars, endless gossip, and people just walking and going to work. It's quieter than it used to be though. They were all scared at most. Blossom walked in the crowd of people, one of them, only with sunglasses today. She always hid her eyes. They were the only thing that distinguished her physically from the others and she intended to be hidden. Blossom made it to the school on her own, a small school close to the park with a small playground in the back. She was surprised that they had grass in this city. Blossom entered the building, her classroom, and got ready. The classroom had pictures drawn by the children, tables in different spots, a blackboard, toys, everything from her kindergarten before. A lot of the pictures were of her.

"Ms. Utonium is my favorite teacher!"

"I hope she teaches me again when I get older."

"She's the best! She's always really nice and she's smart!" The calls of children echoed through the hallway and Blossom's sad, sullen face was promptly replaced with a happy smile. Children crowded in and began to chatter as they got into their spots and she waited until the bell rang before clapping her hands. "Okay, children, settle down now. Good morning." She smiled.

"Good morning, Ms. Utonium." They responded. About five kids brought her an apple or something. That's two more than yesterday.

"Why, thank you. Now, today, we'll be learning how to add our threes."

Pookie- Okay, 3+0=3, 3+1=4...

Zshizshibaby-What's 3+3+3+3+3+3, oh smart one?

Pookie-...I can do this...it's...333333!

Zshizshibaby-...BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! OH MY...OH MY...!!! CAN'T BREATHE!!! YOU'RE WRONG!! HAHAHAHAHA!!

Pookie-...Stupid...cat...who...owns me!! *glaring*

Zshizshibaby-hahahahhahahahaha!