Yay! Another chapter! Hugs and kisses! xD
Hmm... You guys know how youtubers call their fanbase certain things? Like, Skydoesminecraft calls everyone the Sky Army, Nigahiga calls us his Lamps, etc? Wellll. I want to have a special name for you guys. But what? Flickers, maybe? I was thinking Flamers, but Flamers are bad things xD. Can you guys halp me with this? Thanks!
Oh yeah. Someone reviewed, asking me to not rush the relationships. I'll just say it now, I'm not the best at 'not rushing' things when I'm excited to get the ball rolling. But what you read in the last chapter, the RRB segment, was just setting up for the future. I'll explain the stage of relationship for each other now. Boomer is head over heels for Bubbles, while Bubbles feels the same, just doesn't know it yet. Brick has a crush on Blossom, and vice versa. Nothing big. Butch just thinks Buttercup is hot, while Buttercup thinks Butch is a hothead. Difference.
Also, lately my browser has been freezing on me. Like, one of those not-responding things. So, naturally, I keep working. I start typing up the Blue's portion, and I'm at a point where I think I should save before the browser shuts down on my. Literally the second before I save, it shuts down on me. I come back and do the 'return to last opened tabs' thing, because sometimes that opens up things that you didn't finish. Of course, that didn't work. Over 1,200 words, gone. I decided to step away from my PC before I broke it. ;)
-IT HAPPENED AGAIN. Good thing it only happened after a few words were typed. ;w; note to self, save after every word you type.
Anyways, on with the story!
Reds
It was Friday of the first week. Blossom entered her first class of the day without her sisters, eyes searching for an empty seat. In this class, much to Blossom's distaste, you could sit wherever you wish, as long as you stay there for the rest of class. But the next day, you could move again. The redhead didn't like this too much because of disorganization and having to find an empty chair every morning.
Sighing, she walked towards a chair in the back of the classroom, that was surprisingly not taken yet. She put a strap of her bag on the back of her chair and slipped into it. She opened her book and began to read, eyes skimming the paper yet collecting every bit of information it could give. The only real way you knew she understood the novel was the small smiles she gave during certain parts, or the way she would fidget when her two favorite characters were alone and talking about their relationship.
Blossom crossed her ankles when one of those parts came up, a small smile finding its way to her face. She shifted to the side, then to the other side, continuously reading. All until she felt a tap on her shoulder. She looked up, catching the eyes of the tapper before the smirk. It was Brick, stealing the seat next to her. Wait, wasn't someone else there before?
Shaking it off, Blossom continued to fidget and read her book. Another shoulder tapping occurred.
"Hey, can you stop fidgeting so much? Its distracting." Brick chuckled, trying to stay serious. Blossom pouted, but placed her book mark down and closed her book.
"Better?" she asked, crossing her arms under her chest and looking towards the board. He chuckled a yes before returning to a book he had in his hands. The female redhead quietly groaned and decided to text her sisters. She crossed her arms on her desk and leaned over them, as if she was going to take a nap. She really was just going to go in her mental computer.
Hey, girls. How are you all holding up? I'm doing GREAT. Brick is just not letting me enjoy my book. She put a tongue-sticking-out emoji before sending it. She heard a mental ding, reassuring her that it had sent to both of her sisters. Then, the self-appointed leader of the three decided to dig some more dirt of the brothers. She looked up on Google their last name and Citysville. She began speed reading articles upon articles.
Sedusa and the great Mojo have three newborn sons! That one was about Brick and his brother's birth. But what was so great about Mojo and Sedusa?
Sedusa and Mojo's sons started kindergarten today! Self explanatory.
Major shooting happens at Pokey Oaks Kindergarten, then an explosion afterwards! Many lives lost. It goes into detail that the majority of the people shot were only injured in their arms or legs. Bad aim. The ones that were injured otherwise were rushed to the hospital and healed. The explosion, though, killed the three boys and a few other people. But how is that true? One of the three was sitting right beside her, was he not? She lifted her head a bit, as if she was adjusting, and saw him reading. Yup. Alive as ever. Maybe she was reading the wrong article? This was the same one she was lead to a few days ago when she first met Brick and them.
Blossom read more articles on that one subject, and found a picture. And boy, was she surprised. The boys did look the same, for the most part. They still had the features they have now, hair cuts, and everything. But in this picture, all the boys were brunettes, and all the boys had deep brown eyes. Not the blonde, black, and auburn haired guys here. Not the green, blue, and seemingly brown-eyed guys here. This was so weird...
Blossom decided to save the document and talk about it with her sisters and the Professor later. Maybe they could help?
The redhead cleared all the information before sitting up. The teacher then began class by tapping her pointer on the board to something she just wrote. Most of the class groaned while the cyborg silently smiled, because she knew this topic like that back of her hand. Even though she knew it, though, she listened intently, as if she could learn more about it.
Before she knew it, the bell rang and class ended. Many of the students flooded out of the room, while Blossom stayed back to pack up her stuff. She stood up, and made her way to the door. She began walking down the hall to her next class when she felt yet another tap on her shoulder. She mentally groaned and looked towards Brick, who was walking beside her.
"So, about that date." Brick started, clapping his hands together and letting out a chuckle.
"Hmm? What date?" Blossom rose an eyebrow. She'd been trying to forget about the date she agreed to. But it was difficult to do if you were someone with super memory.
"The date we're having this Saturday." Brick said. He pouted slightly, scratching the back of his neck nervously. Had she really forgotten?
"Oh yeah. That date. What about it?" she looked ahead once more, walking to the stairs. Brick followed anxiously.
"I was thinking I could keep what we're doing a surprise. You know, to surprise you." he said. This time, Blossom pouted.
"But I want to know what I'm going to be doing with my Saturday life." she whimpered. He chuckled.
"Tsk tsk. Its a surprise, so you can't know." he put an arm around her shoulder, causing her to blush and push him away.
"You ass." she muttered, smiling slightly. Brick stuffed his hand in his pocket, using the other one to nervously scratch his neck again.
"Heh heh. Well, I'll tell you this. Dress real nice - the place we're going to won't allow it any other way." Brick said as they continued to their next class. She nodded.
"I think I know what to wear then. Are you picking me up, or...?" Brick nodded quickly.
"Yes, of course. What sort of man would I be if I didn't?" he chuckled, causing her to laugh as well. The two then walked in silence, closer than usual.
Blues.
Bubbles was panicking. She stood, facing her locker door, where her mirror was. What was the problem, you ask? Well, it seems that the blonde sister had lost her rubber-hairbands, along with her bracelets. That meant everyone was susceptible to being electrocuted. Why didn't she tell her family, you might say? She knew they would make her stay home so no one would get hurt. But she had to be in school that day if she wanted a certain position her art teacher was giving out. It was for future dance decorations and stuff, something she was good at.
Sighing, Bubbles quickly fixed her hair out of the two pigtails she had them in (using regular elastics). She then braided her shoulder-blade-length hair and put it up in a fancy bun. Surely no one would get electrocuted then, right? With a small smile, she picked up her diary/notebook, a few pencils, and her binder, then headed to her art class.
Ding. Her phone went off. She picked it out of her pocket and read the message. It was from Blossom, saying how Brick was being a nuisance. Bubbles giggled and texted back. I haven't seen Boomer yet today. But even when I do, I don't think he'll be that bad. After sending the message, Bubbled looked up. Suddenly, a force crashed into her, causing her to drop her stuff. She squeaked and quickly leaned down to pick it all up. Once she stood again, she apologized.
"I'm sorry! I was distracted and I didn't mean to..." she slowed to a stop when she realized who it was. Ace, leader of gang that lived in this area. He and his gangmembers were still in the highschool- have been for years on end. Nobody thinks they will ever graduate. But, of all the gang, why did she get Ace? Ace was known as the sleezeball. Everyone hated him because he cheated you out of your money. Bubbles even heard that he tried and succeeded at raping a few girls. She openly frowned at the guy before trying to surpass him. He reached out and grabbed her arm.
"Oh, Bubbles. Its okay. But of course you're going to have to pay the damage." Ace grinned. Bubbles tried tugging her arm away.
"What damage?" she growled.
"Oh, my pencil broke, see? It happened when you crashed into me." Ace help out a pencil that was snapped in half.
"How is that possible? I didn't bump into you that hard, did I?" Bubbles asked, eyes widening a bit. He chuckled, and Bubbles frowned even more. She was falling for his tricks. Why was it always her, who fell for the tricks? Who always had the creeps after her? Who couldn't fight for herself? She tried tugging her arm out of his grip again, this time sending small bolts of electricity to him in hopes to push him away.
"Oh, look at that. Electricity is going in between us." he chuckled, pulling her closer. Bubbles squeaked as her arm crashed against his chest. She tried pushing him away, only to fail.
"Ace! Stop it! Don't make me get my-" he cut her off.
"Who? Your sister? Buttercup is across the school, honey, and Blossom couldn't help you, even if she tried." he snarled in her ear. His breath wreathed around her, causing her to gag.
"No! I could get my... my..." she stuttered, struggling against him. Finally, someone found the word she was looking for.
"Boyfriend?" she looked over and saw Boomer approaching them. A smile broke out onto her face and she nodded. Boomer easily pulled Bubbles away from Ace, much to the gang leader's distaste.
"Yes! Boyfriend!" Bubbles squeaked, turning around and hiding behind Boomer. Ace cruelly laughed.
"If you two are together, then kiss." he snarled, crossing his arms. Bubbles and Boomer blushed, but turned to one another anyways.
Boomer cupped Bubbles's chin, leaning down. He gently pressed his lips to hers, bringing his other arm around her waist. She brought both her arms up and around his neck. They stayed like that for a bit before a cough interrupted them.
"Okay, okay, I get it. You two are lovers. But who is to say that I still can't have a bit of fun?" Ace asked. Boomer turned to him and swung, connecting with his gut. Ace doubled over, allowing Boomer to also catch his head with a second punch.
"I am to say." Boomer growled, wrapping an arm back around Bubble's waist and bringing her to the next class. Once they turned to the next class, Bubbles looked up at him.
"Uh... thanks, Boomer. I really appreciated that." Bubbles looked to the floor. "I know I couldn't have handled that by myself..." she lied, knowing that she could've electrocuted the living daylights out of Ace. Once they entered the classroom, Bubbles leaned up and pecked his cheek, blush covering her face. He grinned stupidly at her, causing her to giggle.
"Hey! No PDA in my classroom!" the teacher yelled at the two, causing them to blush more as the class turned to them.
"Sorry!" Bubbled squeaked, hurrying to her seat. Boomer sat down next to her. The teacher rolled his eyes.
"Well, now that we're all here, I can finally decide who will be my two helpers! I picked out all the hard workers and great artists, and put your names in a hat. Now, it is luck based." he stuck his hand in the hat and shuffled around. He picked out a name, and unfolded the paper.
"Boomer Jojo!" he called. Bubbles smiled to her friend, who smiled back as everyone clapped. "Boomer, come pick your companion." the blonde nodded and stood up, walking over to the hat. He closed his eyes and felt around the papers. Soon, he picked one out and opened it. Then he grinned.
"Bubbles Utonium!" he called. Everyone clapped again and Bubbles grinned.
"Really?" she asked, and Boomer nodded, crumbling up the paper and tossing it into the trash can. The teacher didn't notice, just throwing all the other papers in there as well, then putting his hat back on.
"You two will need to come after school on Thursdays and Tuesdays to speak with the rest of the group. You two are the co-leaders, so if you like the idea, and it is school appropriate, then you may approve and start work." both blondes nodded, and the teacher smiled. "Congratulations, you two." he smiled. He then turned to the rest of the class, and started the official class. When it ended, the two blondes left the room, excitedly talking to one another.
"So, tomorrow is still on, right?" Bubbles asked as they were close to her locker. Stopped and opened it, putting away her binder and grabbing a different one.
"Hmm?" he hummed, confused.
"Our date? Is it still going on?" she asked. Boomer nodded yes, quickly. "Okay, good. Can you tell me where you're bringing me?"
"Nope!" Boomer grinned. Bubbles pouted.
"Why not?"
"Its a surprise." Boomer pouted as well, only for Bubbles to grin.
"Oh, surprises are fun! Well, you have my number. I guess I'll text you my address?" she asked. He nodded.
"Yeah. And be sure to dress casually. Like, for a picnic or something." Boomer averted his eyes, smiling slightly. She nodded, and the two continued to their next class, in a comfortable silence.
Greens
Buttercup entered the gym with ease, her gym bag slung over her shoulder. She made her way to the locker room, mouth zipped. She wasn't much of a talker in the morning - in fact, she hated the morning. She scorned them by not talking until eleven. The teachers didn't bother with her anyways in her first classes anyways, so it made it all the more easier.
She entered the locker room and headed for the stalls. You see, there were stalls and then boxes with curtains. She needed to change in a stall or everyone would find out about her cyborg parts. She watched as the last stall was being taken by a small girl. A snarl curled onto her face as she walked over and grabbed the door before it could close. She glared at the girl, emerald green eyes on fire. The girl squeaked, eyes wide, and quickly scooted out. Buttercup slipped into the stall and locked the door, sighing. She listened to the other girls talk.
"Oh, I'm guessing you ran into Buttercup?" one girl said. Buttercup gritted her teeth, but stayed quiet. It was Bridgette.
"What..?" another girl questioned. Buttercup guessed it was the girl she just kicked out of the stall.
"Her name is Buttercup. She doesn't talk in the morning, whatsoever. And she always wear rusty old gloves that go up to her elbows. Either that, or long sleeves and smaller gloves." Bridgette spoke again. The second girl chuckled, and Buttercup knew it was forced as she pulled over her head a t-shirt, pulling her gloves back on.
"She seems fun..." she had said.
"Not really. Her and her sisters are all freaks." Bridgette spoke again. "Her older sister, Blossom, has long ass hair, is super freaking smart, and really pretty. But she never talks to any boys. Heck, I haven't even seen her blush before." Buttercup frowned. Blossom didn't talk to boys because she always accidentally found dirt on them from the past. Cheaters, drug dealers, drug takers... The last time she trusted a guy, he turned around and tried to raped her. Who was it? Ace. Duh. He had hit on Buttercup a few weeks before, and she had beat him up the second she heard her sister's call for help. She had been walking around the park, and Blossom was being pulled into an ally way.
"Then there's Bubbles. She comes across as sweet and nice. But if you really get to know her, shes a bitch." Buttercup finished putting on her sweatpants, clenching her fists. "She pushes away everyone that comes near her. I even heard that the last guy who she dated died the day after they started dating." Buttercup growled. He didn't die. Bubbles wasn't careful, and electrocuted him to the point where he had to go to the hospital. He got amnesia and forgot everything, then started anew. Because of that, his original name and records were erased, making it seem like he really did die.
The black-haired cyborg left her stall and walked over to the two talking. She leaned against the wall, growling. "Stop talking about my sisters, you bitch." she snarled. Bridgette's head snapped to her, fear flashing in her eyes before they cleared, showing cockiness.
"What are you going to do about it, huh?" the black-and-blonde girl taunted. The small girl who she was talking to got out from between them and ran off, going to get a teacher.
"This," Buttercup launched forward, knocking the other girl down. She threw a punch, hitting her stomach. She then slapped the girl's cheek, causing it to bleed. She would punch Bridgette in the face, but she didn't exactly want to kill her.
"Hey! Girls! Quit it!" the gym teacher ran in the locker room, diving in between Bridgette and Buttercup. Once they were apart, he growled. "Bridgette, to the nurse's office. Buttercup, go the the office." he ordered. Buttercup shrugged and walked past everyone, not caring. She walked out of the gym, down the hall, then into the office. She looked to the secretary who just got off the phone. She glared at her, then the lady motioned to the chair across the room. Buttercup looked towards her new seat for the rest of the day, then growled.
Butch.
She rolled her eyes and sat down next to him. He looked over to her, ear plugs in his ears as he listened to music. He smirked.
"Butterbabe." he said, taking out the plugs. "What are you in for?"
"Butchyboy." she grumbled, shifting farther from him. "I beat up Bridgette's ass." she grinned, as if she just won an Oscar.
"Woah, really? Who won?" Butch asked, though Buttercup had an idea that he already knew.
"I did, obviously. Do you really think that bitch would win?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes, actually. You don't seem like the girl who could pack a punch." he joked, fake punching her shoulder.
"So, what are you in for?" Buttercup asked, blocking the punch.
"I don't know, honestly. I was just skipping class and spray painting all the bathrooms I passed..." he looked down, fighting a smile.
"Oh, you are such a rebel." Buttercup laughed, fake punching his shoulder. He chuckled and looked back at her. The two talked for a bit longer before someone walked up to them, handing a piece of paper to each of them.
"I hope you two like each other, because for the next month, you are spending Saturdays here, in detention." she sneered. Buttercup rolled her eyes at the teacher while Butch leaned back and kicked his shoes up on the nearby side table.
"I sure do love detention. Don't you, Buttercup?" he sighed contently. Buttercup caught on and kicked back as well.
"Oh, so much. Much better than school, don't you think?" she asked. She felt him nod, because their heads were resting against one another.
"Way better." the teacher rolled her eyes and turned around, stomping away. When that happened, the two teens sat back up and high fived each other. Buttercup then motioned to his ear buds.
"What were you listening to?" she asked. He picked up one of the buds and put it in her ear.
"Why don't you find out?" he chuckled, putting the other in his ear. She blushed very gently, looking away. The music he was listening to was mainly dubstep, techno, rock, and some rap. She smiled.
"I like this song.." she murmured. Butch only nodded, closing his eyes and listening to the music. They stayed in silence for a bit longer. All until Buttercup fell asleep, her head leaning on Butch's shoulders. Butch looked down at her, startled. But he smiled, her face was so calming.
To bad she had to die.
You guys don't want to know how many times my browser shut down on me. Lets just say this, count up all your fingers and toes, then triple that, and subtract a few. :P
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