The Twelfth Day
Prologue
An orange haired girl massaged her aching muscles. Her pink bow stood a little crookedly, and her light pink turtleneck shirt with white hearts, white skirt and pink boots with white hearts were covered in dust. "I can't believe I ruined my outfit… just to lose… this stupid bet…" She rose slightly from the ground and spun really fast.
The blonde girl next to her sneezed. Her great blue eyes stared crossly at the pink girl. Her baby blue shoulder-less shirt, white pleated skirt with bright yellow stars and baby blue platform shoes were covered in dust.
Nearby, a jet black haired girl laughed. Her green eyes locked onto the pink girl and she smiled smugly. She was covered in rubble, though she never actually minded dirt, and she was slightly smoking. Her moss green hoodie was old, rugged and covered in dirt along with her baggy black cargo pants. Her old, ratty sneakers looked slightly the same, as it was always covered in various dirt.
"I can't believe I lost… I just… can't… ugh." Blossom moaned. "That was a stupid bet. Are we seriously going through this?"
"Of course we are. You may have the brains, but we all know I have the brawns." Buttercup smirked and even stuck her tongue up, curled upside down just for good measure. Blossom huffed.
"Geez, Blossom. No need for the ice breath." Bubbles rubbed her skin for warmth and shook off the dust.
"Sorry…" Blossom said, quite crossly.
"Just hurry up. I wanna go shopping already!" Bubbles squealed.