Bubbles feels the tears escape her eyes as she lays face down on her bed. Even worse then the Boomer thing is that when she got home, her parent's still weren't there.
The tears sting as they fall over her still injured bruised eye, but the burn is a nice distraction from her sadness.
After a few moments of laying, wallowing in her own despair, she finally drifts off into a deep, peaceful sleep.
Boomer sits in his room as well, he left shortly after Bubbles did, deciding that he didn't want to spend the day at school without Bubbles when she's mad at him.
He can't help but wonder how the day went from being so good, when he woke up with Bubbles in his arms, to being terrible, like now that she's gone and mad at him. All he wanted to do was protect her, and get revenge on that dork with the glasses who hit her with a freaking car.
He can't lose her though, no matter what he has to do, he's going to get her to come back to him.
Buttercup and Butch both walk into the boys house, he brought her back here claiming that he had a surprise waiting for her.
When they walk into Butch's room he walks over to the closet smirking, and still leading Buttercup behind him.
She tries to see around him as he reaches into the dark closet and pulls out a long green dress with black lacing around the top and sparkles on the bottom.
She looks at him skeptical. "Butch, you know I don't do dresses. What am I gonna do with this?" She asks, laughing a bit.
He smirks at her and pulls out two pieces of laminated paper with the word 'Ticket' printed on them in hot pink.
"We" He starts, grabbing her waist and showing her the tickets. "Are going to the school's valentines day dance next Friday."
She smirks. "I don't seem to remember you asking me if I would go to this dance with you, are you sure I'll be there?"
He rolls his eyes and hands her the dress. "Yes, cause you love me and you want to go to the dance with me, so don't try to deny it. Go try the dress on now so we can see how sexy it looks on you."
She rolls her eyes at him but walks into his bathroom to change anyway, unsure of how the beautiful dress will look on her.
Butch sits outside waiting for her to come out, completely sire that she'll look stunning in the dress he'd picked out for her.
(A/N Look, I'm still alive.)