Butch
"Why do we have to go again? Can't Beth just go by herself? It's 7:00 for Christ's sake, who has a meeting at that time anyways?" I asked with an exasperated groan. "Because Butch, we promised her that we would adjust to her living here for her." Boomer stated. "Besides, we just go to their house, talk to Professor Utonium for like 20 minutes, and hey, you might even get a glimpse of greenie in her nighty." I smirked at the thought, if anything Buttercup was a boxer and oversized t-shirt girl. "Well... then can either of you explain why we have to look nice for this little gathering?" I asked with genuine curiosity. "Beats the fuck out of me. When are we leaving anyways?" Brick replied, only to be answered by Beth calling the boys to the car.
The drive there seemed longing and awkward. Beth had adopted us when we were about seven years old, she was a rising scientist and had been recently promoted and relocated to Townsville. She had asked us upon first receiving the promotion if we were comfortable moving back, we were timid about it at first, but knew it was best for Beth; if it weren't for her we would probably be in jail by now. Now, off to the Utonium house.
As we pulled into their driveway, I couldn't help but look at how the house still looked relatively the same, the upstairs had obviously been expanded, I assumed from the girls wanting separate rooms. Brick practically dragging me out of my daze brought my attention to us walking to their front door. I suddenly got nervous at the thought of confronting the girls again, with what had been happening the entire day with Buttercup, and from what Brick told me, Blondie and Red were no different. Beth rang the doorbell, I could hear footsteps approaching the door. Fuck Fuck Fuck. This is a terrible idea, the girls are going to freak out. Professor Utonium then answered the door. "Beth! I think this is a great idea, and better adjusting for the boys if they need to come over here for anything." the Professor said, more directly to the boys than Beth. "Please come in, I'll show you around. I believe my girls are in the kitchen, Blossom just got home."
We all entered the kitchen, my brothers and I all seemed very uneasy about being in their house just in general. We were in the living room it seemed, making our way to the kitchen possibly, but had stopped as Beth asked questions about the Professors various diplomas hanging on the wall. Much like my brothers, I began to look around the room. It was quite obvious that the girls were practically everything to the Professor. Shockingly, there were hardly any pictures of them when they were little and saving townsville, only a couple; A picture of them with the mayor was the next youngest picture, they looked about thirteen or fourteen years old. Well the mayor is giving them what looks like the key to the city, and this was probably close to when they had their powers taken away. It seems as though the Professor doesn't keep those memories around in order to have the girls realize that it's their past. I looked over at Boomer, he was looking at a long line of pictures on a layering of shelves. All pictures of the girls; I decided to look at the pictures along with him. The first one was of Buttercup in a incredibly dirty soccer uniform, she was clasping a rather large trophy with a large smile spread across her face. The next was of all three girls, Bubbles in the middle, with Buttercup on her left and Blossom on the right, they seemed to be on the roof of a skyscraper, probably a family vacation or something; All smiling widely, showing the closeness of the sisters. The next picture was of just Blossom, she was holding some certificate proudly, while wearing a lab coat and respectable but pink clothing underneath. Another picture of all three girls on some beach with the sky clear and blue behind them, all wearing swimsuits, yet stilling pulling off the 'respectable' appearance they kept up. The next one was the one that Boomer had seemed to be captivated by, no doubt it was Bubbles; I assumed that it was going to be Bubbles in a swimsuit or her volleyball shorts, those pictures were all around; but the picture was of Bubbles and an elderly man, Bubbles smiling brightly, wearing a loose grey sweatshirt and yoga pants, the picture being taken just for the sake of taking a picture, but for some reason Boomer could not halt his gaze on it.
"Hey! Boomer! Would you stop staring at that you're freaking me out!" I whisper/shouted to him. He retracted his stare from the photo. "Sorry, it's just," Boomer said with obvious hesitation in his next words, "She just, she seems like she's such a good person, and I have managed to make someone like her practically despise me in less than eight hours. I feel like it takes a special kind of fuck up to make that happen." He said with despair in his voice. I think I actually understood what he was trying to say, of course he was attracted to Bubbles, but he mostly just wanted to accepted by her, for her to think that he was just another dumb guy trying to get with her, hit Boomer hard. "Look, we're in her house, you can still try and fix it. Just stop staring at her, you're getting creepy." I told Boomer with the natural humor in my voice, but my remark being completely serious. "Alright guys, sorry about that, we got a tad distracted, but the kitchen is right through here." The Professor said while leading us through the doorway.
Blossom
I could hear the Professor guiding his scientist friend through the house, I remembered shortly after cheer practice that his friend was coming by to get more acquainted. Buttercup and I were sitting in the kitchen, Bubbles should be coming down shortly to wrap her hand and ice it, the Professor would understand if she didn't stay down here for a bit, as long as Buttercup and I socialized with them. The Professor then entered the kitchen, followed by a fairly short woman with light blonde hair in sort of a pixie cut hairstyle, I assume this is his scientist friend. But wow was I not prepared for what walked through those doors after her.
Brick, Butch, and Boomer, all entered our kitchen ever so slowly, almost as if waverly, but soon put on a confident look. "Hi Blossom!" Brick said to me with a smile that could have been considered more of a grin than anything. The Professor seemed to notice the grimace on my face starting to form. "Blossom! I see Buttercup is down here," The Professor said while motioning to Buttercup who made a smile that almost looked painful from her forcing it so much. "Where is Bubbles? Is she already in bed?" he asked in attempt to take the tension out of the room. "She's taking a shower, she'll be down in a second to wrap her spiking hand." Buttercup replied, all while sending not so subtle glares at the boys. "So, what are they doing in our house?" Buttercup then asked with a hint of rage in the question. "They are Beth's sons Buttercup, they are welcome here from now on." the Professor with obvious disappointment in Buttercups attitude. Buttercup toned down her attitude, but as she turned around a snarl soon was plastered on her face. Buttercup sent me a look practically saying 'You have got to be fucking kidding me right now.' which i tried my best not return the look, as I felt the same way. Bubbles will not be happy when she walks down here, I at least hope that she's wearing something acceptable, she tends to tone down on clothing before bed. "So," Beth said to me, interrupting the thought. "You must be Blossom, the Professor has told me a great deal about you and your achievements. I'm very impressed at that, and you sure are a dashing young lady." Beth continued. My goodness, she is great! I guess it would take a really great person to take in the Rowdyruff Boys. "Oh well thank you very much, I appreciate it!" I tried not show how incredibly flattered I was, the Professor had said that she could be a very harsh person. Beth then proceed to gaze over at Buttercup with minor hesitation, "And you must be Buttercup, I have read about your athletic accomplishments in the Townsville Tribute, very impressive girl from what I observe." Beth said, or more like stated towards Buttercup. Buttercup then looked at her, with curiosity shown on her face, "Thank you very much, athletics are very important to me." Buttercup said, with a newfound smile on her face, soaking in the praise that Beth had just given her. "Now, where is Bubbles? I would very much like to meet her!" Beth said with incredible enthusiasm. Either Boomer has been talking about her or she has heard about Bubbles' incredible volleyball skills. As if on cue, Bubbles then came down the stairs in nothing but her panties, thankfully covered by an extremely large nightshirt. Beth obviously didn't see that, or she did her best to ignore it. Bubbles stopped in her tracks when she saw the boys in their kitchen, she caught the Professors eye, seeing the pleading look in his eyes practically begging her to be civil. "Oh! Hello everyone!" she said with much over-enthusiasm and an uneasy look at Boomer who shockingly wasn't staring down every inch of her body. Silence overwhelmed the room. "You must be Bubbles then!" Beth said, seeming obviously excited to see my blonde sister, "You are the talk of the volleyball world my dear, you have a great deal ahead of you" Beth continued while beaming a smile at Bubbles. "Oh well thank you very much!" Bubbles said while being quite taken aback be the compliment just given to her, of course she knew she was good in volleyball, but with my academics and Buttercups' athletics, she didn't get acknowledges for her achievements that often. "That means a lot really," Bubbles continued, "I presume that you are the friend Professor has been talking about, it is really great meeting you." Bubbles finished off, having joy on her face but worry in her eyes as they lingered to where the boys sat on the stools to level with the counter.
They aren't even doing anything! They're just sitting there in our house, looking around, they should just go home. I like Beth so far, I really do, just I may not be able to handle this package deal. "Well girls, I am going to show Beth the laboratory. Please do your best to behave yourselves with the boys." The Professor said with eyes that were begging to the girls, like puppy dog begging. "We'll be just fine Professor." I replied with the best fake smile that I could pull off. As Beth and the Professor went down the stairs, Buttercup greeted the boys. "Don't think just because your mom and the Professor work together and are somewhat friends, that we will ever be closer than pure enemies." She justified by taking the time to glaring at each of them. "Don't feel flattered here," Butch replied, "As much as I was aching to see your shining face, we're not here for you incase you missed that." Buttercup's face reddened in either anger or embarrassment. "I know that!" Buttercup retorted, "I'm just letting you know that just because you are 'allowed' here doesn't mean you're welcome." Butch as well as Brick and Boomer sent her a slight glare. Butch leaned back in his stool and just looked around our kitchen, Boomer was slouched over and seemed to be staring at the wall, or the fridge, and Brick was staring at Bubbles. "Not that I'm complaining, but don't you feel a tad exposed Barbie?" Brick said to Bubbles. "I wasn't expecting the warm company of you three, don't get ahead of yourself." Bubbles fired back. "Well, I for one am surprised that Boomer hasn't asked to lick you yet, or myself for that matter." Butch said with a very perverted wink towards Bubbles. "Will you shut up!" said Boomer, "I just think she's hot Jesus Christ. You act like I would want anything else from her other than just her looks." He continued. I looked over at Bubbles, who looked angry and partially saddened. "Now that we've covered that, I'm going to bed." Bubbles said as she grabbed her Ice pack and saran wrap and went upstairs, followed by a slightly louder shutting of a door.
"Well someone knows how to be an asshole." Buttercup said shortly after. "I guess I shouldn't be that shocked though. Nice job." She finished by glaring at Boomer as he snarled back at her. "Hi everyone!" The Professor said as he came up the stairs with Beth shortly after. "I assume Bubbles went to bed, but it was very nice meeting you three, and remember that you are always welcome." The Professor reassured. The boys were actually gracious and respectful to the Professor, thanked him for allowing them into our home, and left.
Bubbles
Who the hell does he think he is? Saying that to me! I get that it's a guy thing and most would think that but surely not say that directly to the girl! Ugh! Why do I even care? There are tons more guys that I actually enjoy the company of. Whatever. Just go to bed. You have a game tomorrow, an incredibly important game. You need rest. I tossed and turned in my bed for awhile, it seemed almost impossible for me to get comfortable. Music, soothing music, that's just what I need. I grabbed my white iPhone from my bedside table and hooked it up to the small speakers next to my bed, turning it to the Lana Del Rey station on Pandora. Only to be interrupted by a text. It was from Katie, I know you have a game tomorrow and could very well be sleeping... but do you mind if I spend the night at your place? Goddamn it. Tonight? It's fine I just hope that she can take her car. So do you need me to come get you or are you taking your car? I replied to her. Shortly after I got a response. I can take my car! I'll be there in like 10 minutes! Thank God. I might be sleeping by then! Just come up though, Blossom and Buttercup are downstairs. I was already drifting into sleep when I heard Katie come into my room and claim the other side of my bed.
Boomer
I feel like such an ass for saying that to her. Of course I'm physically attracted to her, but I hardly know her personality, I just threw it on the ground like it was repulsive. And these two buffoons could shut up about it already. Brick kept on saying that he now has absolutely no chance of being even friends with her, and Butch just keeps on saying that I cockblocked myself. Like that was ever going to happen anyway, I'm honestly surprised that they, or at least Butch hadn't blurted out that I'm still a virgin. It's not like I don't want to, but with girls, something just always happens and we never get that far. "Hey fucker! We're home!" Butch yelled into my ear as he dragged me out of the car.
Ugh, she's never going to talk to me again. She hardly even talked to me before! Would it creepy if I just admired her through social media? It's not like she'll see. Her Facebook wasn't that active, just her being tagged in pictures from events, parties, and just with her friends. I wonder if she has an Instagram. It turns out that she does, that was definitely more interesting. Every couple days or so there seemed to be a new picture. The one from today was of her, Kara, and Becca, seeming to be before volleyball practice, both with pouting lips and sad eyes with the caption, "Prepare for hell ladies." with a crying Emoji next to it. These pictures seemed to give more on what she was actually like rather than just posed pictures she was tagged in. Her pictures varied, but was most frequently scenery, her and Kara or her with other friends, her and Buttercup, her with Blossom but being less often, and screenshots of music, from what I could tell she had good taste. This girl is more than just a pretty picture, I need to set this straight. Who am I kidding though? If she said that to me, I would ignore her at all costs. I guess I'll just fuck myself then.