Ehhhh Is it okay that I'm to lazy to reply to the reviews? It IS the end of my vacation and I need some time to mourn :P xD
The girls continued through their day, their significant RowdyRuff following them to each class. All the teens had first class together, then the girls had one together while the guys had one too, then they all had classes with their significant other, lunch, and finally one last class with everyone. It was weird, to be honest. At least, the girls thought it to be weird. The boys knew their father would fix something up like this, so they weren't as fazed.
It was the last class of the day. And, great for them, their last class was a free period. All as long as they don't leave the class room. Sure, sometimes they would have to learn something, considering this was class time, but other wise the teacher just sat back and read his magazine. The girls sat together, and began talking to one another once the teacher turned away.
"Have you guys noticed anything..." Bubbles started, trying to find the word she wanted to say.
"Weird?" Buttercup arched her eyebrow, nodded. "I definitely have. That... That Butch guy..." she looked around and lowered her voice so no one but those in front of her could hear. "He's in all but one of my classes. Also, earlier, he asked put his arm around me and... I couldn't push him away.."
"Aww! Buttercup has a crush!" Bubbles gushed.
"No! I honestly couldn't push him away! It was like he was stronger than me!" she growled at her younger sister, who squeaked and lowered her head.
"Yes, I have noticed." Blossom pitched in, hoping to stop Buttercup from frightening their sister. "Brick has sat next to me in all my classes, but my second class. Did you notice how, even at lunch, the boys sat near us?"
"You know, now that I think about it..." Bubbles put her finger on her chin and tilted her head. "Boomer has been in most of my classes... And I have seen him staring at me..."
"Do you think they know?" Buttercup hissed under her breath. Blossom looked over at the boys, who were flirting with other girls and chatting carelessly.
"No. Those dimwits probably think nothing." she shrugged. "They probably have all of our same classes because they have the same smarts. It's not out of the ordinary. And Buttercup, you know your weaker in the morning."
"But -" Buttercup cut herself off, sighing. "Either way, it's really weird."
"Did you guys get asked out this morning?" Bubbles seemed to want to change the subject, a small smile curling on her face.
"Well, yes, actually." Blossom had her own smile, but she covered it with her hand. Buttercup was frowning.
"I was too, sadly. And by that Butch guy, too."
"Brick asked me out. You know, he doesn't seem to much like the bad guy." Blossom smiled a bit more.
"Same with Boomer. He seems more like my type than Zach is." Bubbles giggled, twisting her hair around her finger.
"Oh great, my sisters are falling for the brothers of the guy I'm beginning to hate." Buttercup leaned back in her chair, frowning.
"Hate? Hate is an awful word, Butters." Butch pulled up a chair and sat next to the black-haired female. She frowned even more and turned away.
"Whats wrong with her?" Boomer asked, pulling up a chair next to Bubbles.
"Oh, I don't know, to be honest. Buttercup never really liked guys who come across as rude, self-centered, or were stronger than her." Bubbles replied in a hushed voice, turning to Boomer's ear. You could visibly watch her eyes dash from hair strand to hair strand, not wanting a chance to accidentally electrocute him.
"Good thing, because I'm all of those." Butch grinned to Buttercup, who snapped out her hand and grabbed his wrist, twisting it and holding it behind his shoulder blades. Butch growled and glared at her, not showing any signs of pain or discomfort.
"Well, at least one of those are wrong." Blossom shrugged, checking her bangs by acting like she was touching them up.
"Why do you cover your eye like that?" Brick asked curiously. Blossom shrugged.
"I feel like myself when my hair is like this." that was a lie. She felt like she was hiding everything she was and ever would be.
"So where do you girls go after school?" Boomer asked.
"We go straight home. It's hard to go home at a different time of day, with all the perverts and traffic." Buttercup lied, letting go of Butch.
"Well, may we walk you home then?" Brick asked, hope crawling into his eyes. But when Blossom saw that hope, she also saw darkness and hate. she quickly shook her head.
"No, sorry. We'd rather walk home by ourselves." the redhead answered quickly, turning to the girls and giving them 'the look'.
"Oh yeah. Plus, our father is a bit... you know, protective. If he, or Ms. Bellum, or even Mayor sees you guys walking us home, you would be running in seconds." Bubbles said quickly, smiling nervously.
"I just don't want to walk home with a bunch of horny guys." Buttercup muttered. Blossom smacked her sister's arm, earning a glare, and giving one back.
"Oh, its okay. We understand." Brick and Boomer shrugged while Butch shook his head.
"I don't! I wanna walk little Butterbutt here home!"
"My name isn't Butterbutt, asshole!" BC growled, crossing her arms over her chest. The other four felt the tension between the two and kept quiet. All until a small group wandered to them. This group consisted of Zach, Princess, and Bridgette.
"Hey, Blossom!" Princess squealed, her voice causing the guys to hold their ears and the girls to wince. "Do you think you could introduce me to..." she motioned to Brick.
"Uh... okay? Brick, this is Princess. We've been friends since late middle school. Princess, this is Brick." the auburn haired girl shrugged and watched Princess walk over, smiling suggestively.
"Nice to meet you, Princess." Brick put on what Blossom could guess was his debonair grin. The one that made many girls swoon. Princess almost there.
"It's nice to meet you too, Brick." Her voice went even higher pitched at the end, squeaking a lot more.
"Zach! You remember Boomie, right!" a little blush crawled onto 'Boomie's' face, and Zach growled quietly.
"Sure. Hey, Bubbles, you wanna stop by the ice cream shop later?" Zach asked, tipping his head to the side.
"Oh, sorry, I can't. Have to go straight home today." Bubbles said, quickly putting a comforting smile on her face. He frowned.
"Why?" Zach asked, eyes narrowed. Bubbles opened her mouth to make up a lie but was quieted by Bridgette and Buttercup hush-yelling at one another.
"Why are you in my last class, Bridge?" Buttercup snarled, putting her hands on her hips.
"I could ask you the same thing!" the black/blonde haired girl growled, but turned her gaze over to Butch. Buttercup could've sworn she saw a little cartoon heart flutter about in the other's eye, and it somewhat sparked jealousy. "Well, hello to you." she purred to Butch, putting on a calm smile.
"Uh... hi?" Butch was dozing off, yawning. "Did I miss something?" Before anyone could smack him, the bell rang. The three girls quickly gathered their stuff and made their way out of the classroom and building. The boys were next, following them for a bit until they had to turn down a different street. The three misfits walked together to the ice cream shop, on Zach.
With the girls
The three girls walked down the street, enjoying the air and the sun. They took the bus in the morning because it was too early to walk, and took it home when it was too chilly. Other wise, the girls walked home. Buttercup tugged at Blossom's shirt and pointed into the forest.
"There's a short cut in there! I just know it!" the green-eyed girl grinned, wanting a bit more excitement.
"It's also dangerous in there, Buttercup. Something could happen." the oldest shook her head.
"Exactly! Something could happen!" and with that, BC was off, running into the woods.
"BUTTERCUP MARIA UTONIOM!" Blossom called after her sister, sprinting after her. It wasn't long before Bubbles got scared and pulled out her stuffed octopus. She wanted to stay put, but soon freaked out and ran after her older sisters.
The three chased each other until Buttercup decided to take a quick stop. She won, technically, getting them into the forest and on the route. She had to wait a few minutes for her older sister to catch up, than her younger sister came next.
"Buttercup! What the hell were you thinking?" Blossom panted.
"I was thinking, 'Oh, adventure! Lets actually do something with our lives!'" Buttercup spat sarcastically. Blossom rolled her eyes and brought up a mental map. She found their coordinates and found that their home was the opposite way they were going.
"Look, you got us lost." Blossom groaned.
"How many times do we have to tell you, we can't see what you're seeing!" Buttercup snapped.
Blossom rolled her eyes and shifted her weight. "This way, then." she said quickly, grabbing Bubbles' hand and pulling her through the path. The three girls walked in silence, but then Bubbles heard something.
"What was that?" Bubbles squeaked. The girls stopped and listened. Soon enough, they heard it too. Rustling. Who could it be? Blossom pushed her youngest sister behind her, while Buttercup got in a fighting stance. They stayed still and quiet. Finally, their attacker launched from the bushes. And Blossom couldn't help but giggle.
It was a bunny. The little guy had found them and was making a ruckus. Bubbles saw the little thing and squealed, but stayed where she was. Buttercup, although her smile softened, groaned. She picked up the bunny and held it close. It seemed to already be getting an attachment to her, and her alone. The green-eyed girl didn't noticed and put it back down. The girls continued down the path, oblivious to the bunny that was following them. Buttercup heard another rustle and turned quickly, spotting the black rabbit.
"Well, crap then. I sure hope Professor doesn't mind a bunny." Buttercup muttered, scratching its head. It pushed itself into the cyborg's hands, wriggling around. Buttercup, for once, giggled. They took a few more steps down the path and found their house. They entered quickly and safely, taking off their shoes.
"We're home!" Bubbles called, dropping her bag by the door and hugging Octi.
"How was school?" Sarah came out from the kitchen, her bushy red hair covering her face again. She spotted the rabbit. "Buttercup, why are you holding a bunny?"
Buttercup was caught off guard. She had been petting and speaking to the little bunny. "Oh, uhm... It followed us home..."
Mayor looked over the bunny and smiled. "I like it! Can we keep it?" the small man gushed, clasping his hands together hopefully. Professor looked over at the rabbit before giving in to the over excited small man.
"Of course. But Buttercup has to take care of it!" Professor grinned, turning to his long ago experiment. He watched as she tore off her gloves and beckoned the rabbit with her metal hands. The black creature hesitated, but then hopped to her again and sat in her hands. His smile softened.
"Why does Buttercup get a pet?" Bubbles whined, pouting. She had asked for a puppy for years now, and with no luck, if you couldn't guess. The female crossed her arms and frowned, whimpering.
"Oh, come on, Bubbles." Blossom wrapped her arm around her younger sister after taking out her contact and moving her hair. She shook her blonde sister and took out the bands in her hair. "You'll get a pet one day, don't worry."
The three adults watched as the girls had a brief conversation, smiles on their faces. They all had raised great young woman. Each strong, smart, and sensitive in their own way. Each with their own assets to show off to possible suitors. Sarah had to turn back to the kitchen, because the thought of her little girls growing up made her tear up. Mayor showed his tears clearly while Professor tried hiding them in his sleeve.
"Professor? Guys? Why are you crying?" Bubbles brought all their attention back to the girls.
"Oh, it's just... you all grew up so fast..." Mayor sniffled, clasping his hands together.
"If only your birth parents could see what they had given up. If only they could see what they missed out on and we gained." the Professor grinned lightly. The girls stiffened at the mention of their real parents, and Blossom's eyes began to darken with a brief wave of hate. Suddenly, a beam of ice shot from her eyes, hitting the sofa beside her and freezing a part of it. She immediately felt sorry.
"Oh, sorry! I didn't mean to, Professor! I just-" she was cut off by the man himself.
"Its okay, Blossom. Accidents happen. Just go up to your room, all of you, and we'll clean this up." he ushered them towards the stairs, ignoring Mayor's complaints.
"But I have a pickle jar to get to! My poor pickles have been waiting all day for me to eat them and now I have to clean!? No!" Mayor thrashed his arms about like a child. The girls smiled and nodded, giggling as they went up to their rooms to finish homework and practice their abilities. Well, two of them did. Buttercup ended up just tending to her new bunny, which she ended up naming Thunder, because of the noise he made when he raced around the room.
With the boys
Brick walked up to the tall skyscraper that their father owned. He slowly walked in, arms lazily hanging by his sides. His brothers stood beside him, doing the same. They all waved at the woman at the front desk and made their way to the elevator. Once aboard, Butch pressed the floor button number seven, and the boys lounged back, waiting for when they would reach their floor.
When they did, they traveled down the hall, up the hall, take a left, then a right, and boom, they were at an apartment that their father had rented them. Brick unlocked the door and allowed himself through before his brothers. Boomer came in last and locked the door.
"Did either of you find news on the girls?" Brick asked, getting a soda from the fridge.
"Bubbles is a cheerleader, and a pretty good one at that. She also seems to like art and isn't so good in math." Boomer muttered, pushing away the thoughts of her being cute and adorable.
"Buttercup is on all the female teams she can be on, and even one of the boys teams. She isn't to good in any of her core classes, except civics." Butch growled, grabbing himself a soda. He too had to push away thoughts of Buttercup being cute. "What about you, Red?" the black-haired man asked his older brother.
"Well, Blossom is great in all of her classes, and her friend seems to have a crush on me. She also seems to love reading." Brick replied, sitting at the isle in the middle of the dining room. He was joined by his brothers.
"So, whats the complete plan?" Boomer asked, bringing his gaze up from the floor.
"First, we get the girls to trust us." Brick began, talking as if he was forming the plan then. And he was. "You know, the dating stuff. Then, when it gets serious, kill them. Easy as that." he sat back with a big fat grin on his face. Yet, the grin didn't correspond with his feelings. He had just met Blossom, but when he looked into her "brown" eyes with his "own", he couldn't help but feel something. And now he was planning to kill her, the only girl who seemed to tug at his heart-strings.
"Oh. Easy." Boomer sighed and brought his cobalt blue eyes back to the ground. He didn't even want to hurt Bubbles - she was to sweet and innocent to do that. And he knew right away, when he first saw her, that she would one day be 'Mrs. Boomer Jojo'. But did he really want to jeopardize that possible future by killing her? No. But he would have to.
"Yes!" Butch chuckled. Unlike his brothers, he only thought of his counter part as cute, but his counter part's enemy hot. I mean, Bridgette had the body! Buttercup had metal parts! Who cares about a girl like her when you had Bridgette? The emerald-green eyed man raised his can to the air for a cheers, but his brothers just merely tapped the can, deep in thought. Butch frowned and turned away, deciding not to continue to conversation.
With the misfits
Zach opened the door for Bridgette and Princess, hand stuffed in his pockets. The girls thanked him as they sat down.
"Can you get me a protein shake?" Bridgette called, twisting around in her chair to talk to him.
"I want a strawberry milkshake!" Princess called in her nasally voice, not even bothering to turn around. She was still angry that her so-called best friend was stealing her crush. Zach nodded to the two girls.
"I'll be right there!" he quickly ordered the shakes, grabbing a vanilla/chocolate swirl ice cream for himself, payed, and went back to the table. He picked up on the conversation.
"I mean, I was right there, making the eyes at him, and he was doing the same to me! Why did Blossom had to go and steal him like that?" Princess complained, fists clenched.
"How exactly did she steal your man again?" Bridgette asked, rubbing her forehead.
"She walked away and soon he followed! She stole him and that's against the girl code!" Princess growled. Bridgette shook her head and grabbed the milkshake instead of her protein shake. She took a sip and went 'mmm'. Princess clapped her hands together and grabbed the protein shake. Zach opened his mouth to tell them they had the wrong ones, but Princess quieted him.
"Let the girls eat their comfort food, honey." she squeaked, drinking some of the shake before spitting it out. "EW THIS IS DISGUSTING!" she screamed, standing up.
"Lemme try." Bridgette leaned in and took a sip. "Hey... that tastes a lot like my protein shake I usually get here... wait... HAVE I BEEN DRINKING YOUR FATTENING DRINK? CRAP!" Bridgette made a beeline to the bathroom, Princess right behind her. Zach just chuckled and continued eating.
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