I was just so excited from the last chapter to get to date day xD
Anyways, thanks to all of your suggestions, I've decided what I want to call you guys. I want to call you guys Fireflies.
Thanks to TrixAreForKids for the idea. It was a great idea, and the name goes way back with me. On those Createaforum things, I made one called Fireflies. It was my first successful one, honestly. Its dead now, but everyone who was still on it agreed to go onto another forum. Most of my online besties are now on the site, and it all started with Fireflies. Again, thanks, and I hope you guys like it!
Onto the story!
No particular group.
The girls had all gotten home that Friday. Blossom had a perplexed look on her face, Bubbles look like she had finally found her Prince Charming, and Buttercup looked down right tired. The three walked into the living room, Blossom having called a family meeting.
Blossom sat in the large, old styled chair, crossing her ankles. Buttercup and Bubbles sat in the love seat across from her, Buttercup with a cup of hot chocolate to stay awake (she had been asleep since she was sent to the office, and it was hard to stay awake after that) and Bubbles was texting excitedly. The three adults, Mayor, Bellum, and Professor, all sat on the large couch.
"What is the meaning of this meeting, Blossom?" Mayor asked, crossing his arms. "I have pickles to get to."
"Yeah, and I have a date with my bed." Buttercup grumbled. She blinked when a thump was heard. Soon Thunder, her pet rabbit, was by her feet. Thunder had learned how to squeeze under her door and come down the stairs when she came home, and decided to do so everyday. She picked up the rabbit and sat it between her and her sister.
"Well, lets start with our days. Then we can get down to business." Blossom said, motioning to the adults. Mayor gladly accepted.
"Well, first I ate a pickle. Then, I took a nap. Then I experimented on some rodents." Buttercup growled, covering her rabbit's ears. "Then I ate two pickles!" Mayor finished, grinning. Bellum picked up.
"I went grocery shopping, and shopping for myself." she kept it short and sweet. Professor nodded, deciding it was his turn.
"I took a free day today. Sat back, relaxed, watched some good old television..." he sighed contently. "It sounds like none of us were all that productive today." he chuckled, Bellum falling in suit with her small bits of laughter.
"That is not true! I ate two pickles earlier, and one before that! I ate three pickles today!" Mayor cried, waving his arms about angrily.
"Mhm." the other five hummed at once, causing the mayor to huff, cross his arms, and turn away. Bubbles decided to pick up where they left off.
"I got kissed today." everyone was shocked in one way or another. Bubbles explained. "You see, I was walking down the hall, then Ace-" Blossom stiffened, gritting her teeth. "-bumped into me. Then he said I needed to pay for what I broke, which I don't think its possible to break a pencil in half. Then Boomer came in and acted as my boyfriend. He then kissed me and beat up Ace." Blossom chuckled and relaxed again. "Oh! And Boomer and I were chosen for the co-leaders of the decorations program!" Everyone clapped, but still kept their questions silent.
"I beat up Bitchette and got detention." Buttercup muttered, sipping her hot chocolate. "I have detention for the next four weeks." everyone waved it off - this usually happened at some time in the year. Blossom shook her head, but continued.
"In my spare time, I decided to look up more info on these Jojo boys. I think its obvious now that something is different about them. One, Boomer wasn't electrocuted when he kissed and possibly held Bubbles. Two, it was confirmed a few days ago that Butch is stronger than Buttercup, especially in the morning. Nothing for Brick has been proven yet, but I think that since there's something with his brothers, there has to be something with him." she paused, then showed a hologram of the articles she read.
"Sedusa and Mojo Jojo had triplets, and apparently it was so important that they're names were in the headlines. It continues the Jojo boys going to their first day of school. A few weeks later, a shooting and an explosion happens at that school, killing the boys." Blossom paused, turning to Professor, who seemed to be looking away nervously.
"John, what is it?" Blossom asked, a hint of anger in her voice. "What aren't you telling us?" he looked up in fear. The hologram went away and slowly, Blossom's eyes turned lighter and lighter as she threatened to freeze him.
"I knew Mojo. He was an old classmate of mine. He moved to Citysville and I moved here. Simple." Blossom looked to Buttercup, who gave an even deadlier glare to the Professor. "After this accident had happened... he came to me. It was news around the scientists that I knew how to revive and keep alive old bodies. This was a year before I had you girls. Actually, I had just gotten you, Blossom." Blossom didn't want to question, she already knew the story. She was first, then Buttercup, then Bubbles, all in a six month time period. That's how the girls officially ranked themselves.
"He asked me to revive his sons and... well, I couldn't. You can't bring the dead back to life. I could only keep alive those who are dying..." he sighed, looking away. "He just left after that. I don't know what he did, or what he was doing..." the three girls looked to each other, and nodded.
"We'll find out, Professor. Some way or another. I have a date with Brick tomorrow. I could ask about his past and see what he says." Blossom said, eyes doing back to their usual bubblegum pink.
"Boomer is taking me somewhere special tomorrow, too. Maybe he'll tell me a bit about his family?" Bubbles asked, grinning once again.
"I'm stuck with Bitch, oh, sorry, Butch, for the next four Saturdays. I'm sure I can knock something out of him then." Buttercup muttered, petting her rabbit. Blossom then stood up.
"Dismissed." she said quickly, not allowing any of the adults to speak any more. She walked by the three older people, Bubbles right behind her, and Buttercup behind them. Of course, Thunder was beside Buttercup.
The three girls gathered in Buttercup's room, to talk. They spoke a bit about what to do, say, talk about, et cetera. Then they just talked about their dates and Buttercup's detention. Soon, the topic was brought up on why she had detention.
"Bridgette was talking shit about us to some girl. And you know how I am in the morning. She pushed my buttons, so I punched her gut." Buttercup said simply, grinning.
"Oh, so the usual, except this time you had a reason?" Blossom asked, raising an eyebrow. Buttercup nervously chuckled, sprawling out on her bed.
"You could put it like that." Blossom rolled her eyes and stood up from the edge of the bed.
"Whatever. I'm going to my room." she said, turning away from her sisters. "Got a date tomorrow, you know." she giggled slightly, opening the door and walking out of it.
"Oh, I do too! I have to get an outfit ready and everything!" Bubbles squealed, eyes brightening. She raced out of the room and hopped into her own, giggling.
"And I have detention... Yayyy." Buttercup smashed a pillow over her face, groaning.
Still no particular group - next day
Bubbles was rushing around the house, trying her hardest to get herself ready for her date. She already had her outfit planned out - white shorts with leggings, light blue tank top, and blue flip flops. What she was worrying about was her elastics, which she still couldn't find, and her purse, lipgloss, phone, etc.
Blossom wasn't rushing as much, as her date was later in the day. She had her outfit for the day layed out on her bed, a black and red dress with black heels. She also had jewelry set off to the side, like earrings and a necklace.
Buttercup didn't have a date, and wasn't rushing for detention. She threw on a pair of sweatpants and a school sweatshirt, along with sneakers. She stood by the front door, waiting for Bellum. Bellum decided to drive her to the school, so Buttercup wouldn't skip out on her detention.
"Blossom!" Bubbles called from her room, sounding defeated. The redhead walked into her sister's room and blinked.
"Whats wrong, Bubbles?" She asked, leaning against the door frame.
"I... can't find my hairbands. I'm sorry! I really am! I had them on my wrist to nights ago when I went to bed, but they weren't there when I woke up!" Over dramatic Bubbles whimpered, causing Blossom to chuckle.
"Check under your pillow." She suggested. The blue sister blinked suspiciously, but moved her pillows around cautiously. She squealed, finding the elastics. She turned to her sister again, surprise on her face. Blossom chuckled. "You were fidgeting so much a few nights ago, so I took them off of you and put them under your pillow. You slept way better after that."
"Thanks, Blossom." Bubbles giggled, taking a hairband and putting her hair up in a ponytail. Blossom decided to nod and leave.
"I'll be back, girls!" Bellum called from the bottom of the stairs.
"I'll be in hell!" Buttercup shouted, obviously irritated.
"Professor is down in the lab if you need anything! Mayor is also in the kitchen!" Bellum called again, unfazed by what Buttercup had said. With that, the two ladies left the house. Blossom stretched out her arms.
"I should start getting ready, shouldn't I?" she mumbled to herself, standing up. She already took a shower, shaved her legs, did all the important stuff she needed. All she wanted now was her hair and make up.
Bubbles on the other hand was waiting by the door for Boomer. He had texted her, telling her that he'd be there by twelve. It was now 12:01 and she was afraid he had ditched her. Just as she began to lose hope, the door bell rang.
"I got it!" she called to everyone, opening the door. She spotted Boomer in light wash jeans and a nice shirt, holding a bouquet of blue forget-me-nots. A smile was on his face as he was greeted by his date.
"These are for you." he said, gently handing the flowers to her. She smiled and took them, smelling their fresh scent.
"Oh, they're beautiful, Boomie." she gushed. "Here, come inside so I can place these in a vase." she motioned inside. The other blonde nodded and stepped in, closing the door behind him. Bubbles disappeared into what he could guess was the kitchen. He tapped his foot, whistling quietly.
"Hey." Blossom walked up, arms crossed. She had curled her hair and applied her eye make up, but came down to interrogate the lucky man. Her bangs covered her special eye while a contact covered the other, once again. "You're Boomer, right? My sister told me more about you." she continued. "That you're nice, and that you saved her from Ace..." she shivered at his name. Taking a step closer, the redhead glared and stuck a finger at the blonde's chest. "I swear, if you turn out to be just another pervert, I will hurt you." she stepped back and put on a smile when Bubbles appeared again. Boomer stared at Blossom, fear shining in his eyes. It quickly cleared, though.
"Oh, look how beautiful they are, Blossom!" Bubbles gushed to her sister, placing the vase down on a side table. Blossom nodded.
"They look great." she smiled. "Well, you two go along now. I don't want to take up anymore of your date time." she chuckled, shooing them away. The two lovebirds nodded, Bubbles grabbing her purse and smiling. Before Bubbles left, Blossom pulled her to the side. "Don't forget to ask questions." she whispered. Bubbles nodded faintly, walking out of the house.
Blossom, once the door closed, turned around and went back to her room. She sat at her vanity and applied some blush and lipstick. She put in her earrings and put on her necklace. Next, she put on her shoes. She decided that since she didn't wear heels all that often, she would walk around in them first, so she didn't look like an idiot on her date.
Two hours went by, and Blossom ended up alone in the house. Bellum went grocery shopping again with Mayor, having forgot several things. And Professor left to go to a friends house and talk about some things. Buttercup had come home, but she headed straight for bed and went to sleep. Blossom yawned, bored. She still had two more hours to do nothing. The red head grabbed her book and began to read. After an hour, she stood up and went to the vanity, fixing up the makeup that she might've ruined. She then pulled off the clothing she had been wearing and pulled on her dress that hugged her curves just right. She then recurled her hair and stood at the front door, the silence killing her.
Blossom checked her phone for the time. It was four pm. Brick said he'd be here around this time. She sighed and sat down on the couch, crossing her ankles and waiting. As soon as her bottom touched the leather of the seat, the doorbell rang. Blossom muttered some choice words before walking over to the door. She opened it to reveal Brick in a black suit and a deep red tie, his hair slick back and a fedora on top. She smiled.
"You look nice." the female complimented. "Come in, I have something to write real quick." she said, ushering him inside. She then led him to the kitchen, where she found a piece of paper and wrote a note on it, saying she left for her date. She looked up to see Brick holding out a single red rose to her. Her human face attempted to blush, only for the computers to cool it down again.
"Thanks, Brick. This is nice of you.." she murmured, taking the rose and turning around. She grabbed a thin vase and placed the flower in it, pouring water into that.
"I couldn't think of anything else to bring." Brick said, shrugging. She looked back towards him, and found him staring at her outfit. She frowned and he chuckled. "You look wonderful, Blossom. And just the attire I needed you in."
"Where are we going?" Blossom asked as he led her back to the front door.
"Its a surpriseee!" he stretched out the final word, opening the door. Blossom groaned, grabbing her purse and stepping outside.
"Whatever. Make sure you lock the door." Brick nodded and turned around, locking the large white door. He then followed Blossom, catching up and leading her to his car.
Greens
Buttercup stepped inside the first set of doors, a blank look in her eyes. She really didn't want to be here. If she got the wrong teacher, all she would be doing is sitting there doing work. Yet again, if she got the right teacher, then he/she wouldn't care if she used her phone or talked... But then she'd be stuck talking to Butch... Ughh. There's no winning in this situation.
The raven-haired girl stepped into the school, then into the office, where she was greeted by a teacher.
"Buttercup, I presume. Your detention begins soon, in the back office." the lady said to her, motioning to the hallway in the back of the office. Buttercup nodded and trudged down the hall, peaking into each door she passed. Finally, she found a big, open room with a table in the middle and several chairs around the table. She could guess this was the conference room.
She sat in one of the spinning chairs, leaning back and stretching out her arms. She was the first here, hmm? The second oldest enjoyed the silence until she heard several curse words being thrown into the room, and felt the ground shake a bit.
"Hey, Butters." Butch grinned at her, going around the table and stealing a chair there.
"Whats with all the profanity, Butch?" Buttercup yawned, rolling her eyes.
"Brick dropped me off here. You know its bad when you have to have your brother drop you off." he grumbled.
"I wouldn't know that, my mom dropped me off.." she shrugged again. A teacher walked in and took a seat at the head of the table. He looked sophisticated, like he was going to give them work. All until he kicked back and put his feet on the table.
"G'morning, kids. Here are the rules, stay in the room, and don't wake me up." he said, closing his eyes. Buttercup eyed him for a moment before shrugging and going on her phone. Butch did the same, but instead of going on his phone, he stood up from his chair and walked over to the chair next to her. He sat down and did the same as the teacher - put his feet on the table.
"What are you doing, Butters?" he asked curiously, peering over at her phone. She snatched it out of view and frowned.
"None of your business, Butch." she growled, still half asleep. He grinned and wrapped in arm around her. Buttercup froze, fire burning in her eyes. "Don't touch me." she ordered, pushing him off of her. He frowned and shrugged, getting out his head phones and turning on his music. Buttercup eyed his phone for a bit, it being his source of music, before going back to playing one of her phone games.
"You play that game, too?" Butch asked over her shoulder. She nodded slowly and he grinned. "You're pretty good at it, but I'm much better." Buttercup narrowed her eyes and smiled.
"Yeah right." she grinned. "I'm pretty sure I'm way better." she challenged, leaning back some more.
"Lemme open that app and show you how good I am." he grinned, turning off his music and finding the little icon indicating the game. He opened it and pressed start, easily doing the taps and swipes the game requires. She watched his movements closely, as if she could easily pick out his flaws just from a swipe of his thumb. Finally, his little character fell, causing the end of the game to occur. The score shown in bright, bold numbers. And to Buttercup's surprise, it was higher than her own high score.
"I'll admit, you're pretty good." she chuckled. "But you need to relax a bit. I think you can reach your full swiping potential when you're not glaring at the screen." she shoved his shoulder, smiling a bit. Butch smiled, too. The two sat in silence for a few moments. Until Butch broke it.
"So why did you beat up Bridgette?" he asked.
"... she was talking shit about my sisters." the black haired girl stated simply, slumping into her chair and losing her smile.
"Oh, you lost your smile..." Butch mocked her tone, reaching over. "Lemme fix that." he put one index finger on both corners of her lips, bringing them up into a cartoonish like smile. "Ah! There it is!" Buttercup couldn't help but laugh a bit, pushing him away again.
"Would you stop that?" she asked, raising an eyebrow while trying to hide a real smile.
"Why should I?" he asked, bringing his chair closer. She narrowed her eyes, keeping her eyebrow arched. At this point, she had completely forgotten about the mission.
"Because I said so, Butchy." she said cockily, crossing her arms and placing a smug smile on her face.
"But, my sweet little Butterbabe, when do I ever listen to anyone?" he asked. Suddenly, he lunged at her, wrapping his arms around her torso and holding her arms down. He picked her up and brought her to the floor, where he let go but began to tickle her now exposed stomach, because her sweater had slipped up a bit.
Buttercup fought the giggles, trying her hardest to kick or push him off. Sooner than later though, she tried to speak, and giggles erupted from her mouth.
"St-st-stop!" she commanded, wriggling about.
"Again, when do I listen?" he asked, holding down her waist. He leaned over her and looked into her eyes, which were filled with fun and joy. He blinked his forest green eyes, his heart pounding in his chest as he gazed down at her. What was this feeling? It was... different. He didn't like it yet... he did. He leaned closer to her, causing the green eyed girl to become confused.
How was a girl filled with wiring and metal parts so beautiful? Was it her eyes, which seemed to glow like emeralds or leaves in the sunlight? Or was it the way she looked at him, with anger, laughter, or just plain confused? Or maybe it was the way she laughed, which was harmonic to his ears in so many ways? Butch couldn't even answer his own questions as he leaned closer to her. Finally, he came close enough to even kiss her. Closer... closer... closer...
"Hey! Get off the floor!" the teacher watching them had woken up to see the two teens close to making out on the floor, and who knows what else. Buttercup blushed and discretely punched Butch in the gut, faking anger.
"I told you not to touch me!" she growled. Although her voice obviously spoke rage, it was easy to see in her eyes that she was sorry. She felt the same way about Butch, staring into his dark green eyes.
The male teenager grunted as he was punched and pushed himself to his feet. "Thanks, Butters." he grumbled, taking his seat again. Buttercup propped herself on her elbows before rolling onto her hands and knees and standing up. She then took a seat, next to him again. Once the teacher was assured that no funny business would go on, he went back to falling asleep.
Buttercup looked over at him, then down to the floor. She scooted her chair closer, then closer, and closer, until their shoulders were touching. She pretended not to notice. She then leaned forward and placed her head on her arms, acting like she was taking a nap, while she was really watching him through her thick hair. He grinned at her, eyes dancing slightly. She gave a soft smile, continuing to act like she was asleep. Though, staying in that position long enough lulled the female to sleep.
Butch leaned forward, moving her hair out of her eyes. A small smile was on his face. She was really cute when she slept. He leaned forward and brushed his lips against her forehead before leaning back and going on his phone. The next three Saturdays were going to be fun.
Blues
Bubbles followed Boomer to the car, smiling excitedly. She was pretty sure Blossom had threatened her date by the way he looked when she came back. But, hey, that's what sisters are for! The blonde hurried a bit, catching up with her date and walking beside him.
"Where are we going?" she asked, finding the blue car they were going to ride in. He opened the door for her, allowing her in first.
"Can I keep it a surprise, or would you rather know now?" Boomer asked her, closing her door and quickly running around the car to get into his seat.
"Hmm... Surprise. It would be more fun that way, wouldn't it?" she giggled, crossing her legs and buckling herself in. She sure hoped this would be fun!
"Of course it would be." he smiled, beginning to drive away. The two sat quietly, only exchanging a word here and a word there. There wasn't much to talk about, honestly. It was their first date together, and Bubbles didn't even know where they were going. Finally, the female blonde opened her mouth.
"Hey, you do know that the first dance of the year is coming up, right?" she asked, looking over at him. He gave a small nod, indicating that he had heard her.
"Already? Its only been a week though."
"Yeah. Its like a welcome back thing." she said, adjusting herself in her seat. "For the sophomores, juniors, and seniors, us, to be welcomed back into the community properly." she extended her arms out, putting on an accent that imitated their principle. He chuckled, assuring her that her starting up a conversation was going well. "The freshmen just get a welcome party. I think we have to plan that too.." she muttered. She hated her welcome dance. It was a mess, with electricity going everywhere.
"Well, we'll at least know what to do for everyone, right?" he chuckled. "Is it formal or...?" he asked, pulling into a parking lot.
"You don't have to dress up formally, but most of the guys wear nice shirts while the girls wear skirts." she informed as he found a spot to park.
"Mhm. Well, here we are!" he said excitedly, opening his door and hopping out. Bubbles smiled at his enthusiasm, unbuckling and gathering her purse from the floor. She turned to open the door, only to have it opened for her. "My lady..." Boomer motioned his hand out of the car.
"You know, you don't have to open the door every time. Its cute the first few times, but it'll get annoying after a while." Bubbles giggled, trying to put it lightly.
"Oh, okay. I'll remember that next time." Boomer scratched the back of his neck, chuckling. He closed the door, and moved on to the back one. Opening it, he reached a hand inside and grasped something. When he pulled it out, Bubbles smiled and clapped her hands.
"Oh! We're going on a picnic!" she squealed as Boomer handled the basket and blanket. "Here, lemme hold the blanket." she offered, taking the blue and white checkered cloth before he could refuse.
"Haha. Yeah. I wasn't so discrete when telling you what to wear, was I?" he asked, beginning to walk away after closing the door.
"Don't worry. I'm not the smartest of the bunch." she giggled, following him closely. He chuckled.
"Me neither. Dumb blondes, you know." he murmured, looking over the rolling hills that was just ahead of them.
"You know, I don't prefer dumb blondes. I prefer..." she tapped her nail on her chin. "Golden individual. Its way nicer than that other term." she giggled. "Oh, over here!" she squealed quickly, pointing to a spot right under an oak tree.
"Golden individual, huh?" Boomer looked at the area she was walking towards, approving and following. "I like it." he complimented, causing her to blush. She laid out the blanket, tossing back the corners that decided to flop forward. Once it was perfect, Boomer placed the basket on the blanket and sat on one side of it. Bubbles placed herself on the other side.
"So..." Boomer said, starting a conversation. "Blossom and Buttercup, they're really protective, huh?" he asked.
"So, Blossom did give you a talking to? You should feel lucky, because Buttercup would've added many choice words." Bubbles giggled. "Well, yeah. They're protective. I am the youngest, technically."
"Technically?" he asked, confused.
"Yeah. You see, my sisters and I were adopted. But, the thing is, we only knew one of our's birthday. Buttercup's. Blossom and I had no day to call our own. Our professor did research, and found that our hospital records that we were all born on the same day." she smiled gently. "So, at that point, we had to go by times to see who the oldest and youngest were, but the only hospital that recorded a time was, again, Buttercups. So, we decided that by who was adopted first, and who was adopted last. I got the short end of the stick, because I was the last to be adopted." she looked away.
"So, if that's true, you get to celebrate your birthday late in the day? When the stars are shining and the sky is a beautiful blanket of midnight blue?" Boomer asked, looking up at the sky, dotted with clouds.
"It sounds fun when you put it like that. But..." she pulled her knees close to her. "Its not too fun when you're afraid of the dark..." she muttered, looking away. It was embarrassing, being seventeen, almost eighteen, and still afraid of the dark. Well, it wasn't the dark she was afraid of. It was the things in the dark. Bats, monsters, rapists, murderers... the list could go on. Boomer stared at her for a bit, looked away, then looked back with a smile.
"Why don't we start eating?" he asked, trying to change the subject. Bubbles looked at him for a second before giving a short nod.
"Yes please! I'm starving!" she cooed, clapping her hands together and shifting so she sat on her knees. She waited for him to open the basket and tell her what she could make.
"Okay, we have bread, cheese, turkey, some apples, a thing of grapes.." he started, looking around the bag.
"Do you have blue berries?" she asked, blinking. Blue berries were her favorite fruit, as green apples were for Buttercup and strawberries were for Blossom. It was weird, how each girl stuck to a certain color. Bubbles questioned it sometimes, but most of the time ignored it.
"Yup! I can't forget blueberries, as they are my favorite fruit." he cheered, taking out the small plastic container. "Do you want some?" he asked while opening it. Bubbled nodded excitedly, holding out a hand. Though she paused.
"Is it okay if I have some?" she asked cautiously. He pretended to roll the thought around his head before nodding.
"Of course its fine." he chuckled. "I mean, why would I bring something just for me?" he joked, scooting closer to her. She smiled and grabbed a berry, popping it into her mouth with a giggle. Again, the two sat in silence, until Bubbles spoke.
"So whats your family like?" she asked, closing the container after eating some blue berries.
"Mine? Well, its me, my brothers, and my parents. That's all." he said, his eyes avoiding hers. She blinked and tipped her head to the side.
"Why are you so skittish all of a sudden?" she asked cautiously.
"Because I don't like talking about my family." he said quickly. "You see, we do things that I don't like doing." he murmured. Bubbles scooted closer to him.
"Like what? Buying bootleg movies? Stealing candy at a store?" she asked. He paused before nodding. "Well, then don't worry about it all to much." she giggled. "I won't judge you for your family's mistakes." she smiled before giving him a side hug. He turned a bit so he could have access to a full body hug.
"Uh... hey Bubbles..." the two blondes let go of each other, turning their gazes up to the newcomer. It was Zach. He stood there, just staring at the two. "Whatcha up to?" he asked, shrugging.
"I'm on a date, silly! Can't you see that?" she asked, ignoring the fact that Zach was sending death glares to Boomer.
"Oh, now I see.." he faked a chuckle. "You see, I was just going to play some Frisbee with my friends. I saw you and thought you might want to come." he asked.
"Well.. I am on a date right now soooo.." she turned to Boomer, who nodded.
"Lets both go. It could be fun." he said, smiling. She paused for a second before giving in and nodding.
"You guys can play. I'm enjoying the fruit." she giggled, standing up and dusting off her shorts. She grabbed the basket and let Boomer carry the blanket. "Where are we going?" she asked, tipping her head to the side as they began walking. Zach motioned to his friends.
"Over there. You can set up your blanket right there." he then pointed to an area clear of people. Bubbles nodded and skipped over, leaving Boomer with Zach.
"Uhhh..." Boomer started, rolling on his heels.
"So, you're dating Bubbles?" Zach asked, growling a bit.
"Not exactly. This is our first date..." the blonde defended himself, blinking.
"Keep it that way. I spent way to much time trying to get Bubbles to love me, and I don't want you taking that time away." he growled, clenching a fist. Boomer squeaked, turning away as Bubbles came back.
"Hey! I forgot the blanket. Can I have it?" she asked. She noticed how each guy quickly changed their expression to one with a smile. "Whats going on here...?" she asked, blinking.
"Zach was just-" Boomer started, but the other guy cut him off.
"Showing him the ropes. I wouldn't want a rookie like him to get lost." he chuckled, causing Boomer to glare at him. Bubbles giggled.
"You're so nice, Zach. But I think Boomer could beat you anytime. Right, Boomie?" she giggled, giving his shoulder a playful punch. Boomer sighed and shrugged.
"I really don't think so..."
"Of course you can!" she squeaked, now giving him a push. "You two go play now! I'll be sitting over here!" she then skipped off and set up her blanket, sitting down in the small field. Picking out one of the apples, Bubbles watched the guys play. They ended up playing for hours on end, leaving Bubbles alone. It was the two of them on the same team against the others, then pinned against one another for the rest of the game. Boomer lost a majority of the games, but everytime he won, Bubbles cheered.
Boomer came back to Bubbles laying on her side, hands under her head and eyes closed. She cracked open an eye to look at the boy, who had taken his shirt off in the heat. Her eye widened for a second, before she wriggled a bit.
"Boooommmiieee. I'm tired." she complained, sitting up and rubbing her eye with her fist, like a child. Boomer chuckled.
"C'mere, Bubz." he said, motioning to himself. She scooted over while he gathered his sweater and shirt, balling the shirt up and wrapping it with the sweater. He then laid down and placed it up near his chest. Blush rested on both of their faces as she rested her head on the makeshift pillow, yawning. Boomer looked down at her a grinned as she closed her eyes. Mrs. Bubbles Jojo... it had a wonderful ring to it, don't you think?
Bubbles soon fell asleep, but not without one of her hands traveling to his chiseled chest and resting there in a relaxed fist. Boomer let his hand run through her hair, trying to ignore the wires that laced it. Soon enough, he fell asleep too.
The two woke up about an hour later, yawning and stretching. Bubbles took out her phone to check the time, gasping.
"Boomer, its 5:24! I was supposed to be home a half-an-hour ago!" she squeaked, sitting up immediately and looking around. The sun was setting slowly, causing Bubbles to shiver. The darkness... "Boomer, I have to get home. Now." she whimpered.
"Calm down, Bubbles. No one is going to kill you for being a bit late." he chuckled, standing up. Bubbles paced as he gathered things together, rubbing her arms in fear. Finally, the two walked back down to his car. He placed the items in the back and hopped in, turning on the engine. Much to Bubble's distaste, it sputtered and wheezed.
"Oh, dammit." Boomer muttered. If you didn't know, awake Boomer was different than half awake. Half awake was more alert and used minor swear words more like damn and hell, while fully awake was more careful of others feelings.
"Boomer. I have to get home. Now." she clutched her own arm.
"Bubbles, can't you see I'm trying?" he muttered. Bubbles shook her head and got out of the car, walking away. "Hey, where are you going?" he called, getting out of the car.
"Home, Boomer. I know its not far from here." she told him without looking towards him. He groaned and closed his door, locking the car and catching up to her. He draped his sweater on her shoulders and kept close to her. Sooner than the female wanted, the sun set, and the stars began to shine. Bubbles whimpered and pressed closer to Boomer. The two walked in silence as Boomer awoke more and more.
Soon, they were at the house. Bubbles fiddled with the keys to open the front door. When she did, she hurried inside and flipped the light on. A sigh left her mouth when light entered the room. Boomer entered after her.
"Hey, can I stay in the living room until Brick comes and drops your sister off?" he asked, smiling slightly. Bubbles stared at him for a moment before nodding. She began walking away before Boomer grabbed her elbow.
"Look, Bubbles, I'm sorry for leaving you alone to play with the guys earlier. I planned for the date to be much more romantic, really. There were more flowers in the basket and everything." he chuckled. "And I'm sorry I was a bit snippy a bit ago. I'm not exactly the type of person to be awake and happy about it." he laughed a bit more, causing the female to giggle a bit. She stood on her toes and pecked his cheek.
"Its okay, I understand. Thank you so much for walking me home." she smiled, turning back around and heading up the stairs to her room. Once she was gone, Boomer took out his phone and text Brick.
Reds
Blossom paused for a second, allowing Brick to catch up before walking to the car. She attempted to open the door, but was beat by Brick's hand.
"I have to be a gentleman, don't I?" he asked, chuckling a bit. Blossom faked a giggle.
"I guess so, if you feel you need to." she commented to him, slipping inside and buckling. The currently brown-eyed beauty saw this more as a mission to get information, not a date. She didn't feel the need to respond with real emotions, as once she found dirt on him, she would find herself less attractive. She turned her gaze over to the driver's seat as her date slipped in beside her, shifting a bit before closing the door and beginning to drive away.
"Are we going far?" she asked, attempting a small conversation.
"Yes, actually. The place I want to take you if very proper, and I'm pretty sure Townsville doesn't have anything like it." Brick flicked his gaze over to her for a second, before focusing on the road again.
"How far is it?" she asked simply, tapping her shoe.
"Its a little farther than I would like it to be, but its worth it. Its in Citysville." Brick said, smiling. Blossom let her eyes widen just a bit before relaxing. Citysville, huh?
"Aren't you from Citysville?" Blossom asked, a small smile on her face.
"Yes, actually. I was born and raised there." he said, taking a sharp turn that caused Blossom to clutch the door handle.
"Then why are you here, in Townsville?" she asked, trying to dig deep.
"My parents think its better for my brothers and I to get used to calmer life styles. As you will see in a minute, Citysville is no Townsville." Brick answered casually, looking over at her again with a smile. Although Blossom smiled back, she was frowning inside. She felt that was the end of that conversation, which meant no other leads to more dirt.
The two rode in silence until Brick spoke up.
"So... How close are you to your sisters?"
"Hmm?" Blossom hummed, looking over at him.
"You're sisters, are you close to them at all?" he repeated.
"Oh, of course I am. I've lived with them for over ten years, after all. What about you and your brothers?" Blossom asked.
"Same. Though Butch can be such a hard head sometimes..." Brick chuckled, shaking his head as he took another turn, which was more relaxed than the other.
"Same with Buttercup. She's also a big handful, seeing as she got into a fight with some other chick in her gym class. She has detention for the next few Saturdays." Blossom shrugged, leaning against the door. Brick nodded silently, pulling into a small parking lot and parking his car. Blossom waited until he rolled up the windows and took the keys out of the ignition before unbuckling and getting out of the car. He met her on her side of the car, offering his arm. She gladly accepted as they walked towards the entrance.
"The Bank... That's a funny name for a restaurant." Blossom commented as they headed inside.
"Its because this place was once a bank. You can tell, because inside, there are special rooms with old vault doors with turning wheels and everything." he whispered to her as they walked up to a tall man with graying hair, standing at the front desk. "Two for Jojo." he said, smiling confidently. The man looked over the paper and huffed.
"I'm sorry, I cannot find your name. Go and wait at the back of the line." he said, waving the two off. Brick blinked and shook his head.
"Check again." he ordered. The man rolled his eyes and did so. This time Brick stepped up next to him and skimmed the pages as well. Quickly, he found his own name. "Right there!" he exclaimed, acting somewhat like a child, which made Blossom giggle a bit. The man looked over the name and huffed anyways.
"This way, sir and madam." he said, walking away from his podium and down the endless isles. Blossom found her arm hooked with Brick's again as they walked down the isles. She smiled nervously as a few proper people stared at them as they passed. She wasn't used to this kind of attention all to much, neither was she used to such a nice scenery.
"Hellooo. Earth to Blossom~!" Brick was speaking louder than normal, bringing me out of my trance. In front of me, I saw a small room with a nice table in the middle, and a little candle in the middle of the table. The walls were decorated with paintings and drapes, and there was one window out back that showed a fantastic garden. Blossom looked back at the doorway and noted how it was really a vault door sealed shut and a real door made from it. Cute.
"This is beautiful, Brick. How did you pull this off?" Blossom asked, stepping into the room and clutching his arm.
"I have sources." Brick chuckled, leading her to a chair. He pulled it out and allowed her to sit before pushing it in, and getting in his own seat. He picked up the menu and looked around at the items, while Blossom was still looking at the artwork that dawned the walls. Although art was Bubbles' thing, Blossom found older pieces fascinating. She loved going to museums with Bubbles in her free time.
"You might want to order something." Brick whispered, chuckling as Blossom brought herself back to this Earth. She nodded, picking up the menu and looking over everything. She whispered the name of each and every food, the next sounding better than the last. All until she looked at the price. The cheapest thing was about thirty dollars! And it wasn't much of anything!
"Brick, I don't have the money to get anything." she murmured, placing her menu back down. Brick looked at her sorrowfully before smiling again.
"If I pay for a meal tonight, you have to promise me something." Blossom caught on quickly to what he was doing and smiled gently.
"Depends, whats being promised?" she asked.
"Whats being ordered?" he countered. She giggled, rolling her eyes and going back to the menu. She found a picture of a lobster and pointed it towards him.
"This." she grinned. Brick chuckled quietly.
"For that, you owe we three surprise kisses." he negotiated.
"Two." she tried to lower the amount.
"Four, and I'll get you something to drink too." Brick chuckled. Blossom leaned her head side to side before shaking her head.
"How about four, none on the lips, and no drink?" the female asked, leaning in slightly.
"Okay, last deal. If I pay for your meal and a drink tonight, you have to give me three surprise kisses, two of which have to be on the lips." Brick tapped the table. Blossom looked over his head and saw the waiter coming. She glared at him for a second before holding out her hand.
"Deal." she said. The two shook hands and grinned at each other. Brick gave the waiter the order and the waiter nodded while walking away. The two sat in silence until their food came. Blossom was thinking about how she would give him his payment. The one not on the lips would be easy. She could give it to him when he left her tonight. But what about the other two.
"What will happen if I don't give you your kisses?" Blossom asked curiously, staring off into space.
"Welllllll why don't we keep that a secret, okay?" Brick grinned and Blossom giggled. The two continued to eat, talking here and there about random stuff, nothing entirely important. Though, Brick did end up checking his phone at one point, and a smirk appeared on his face when he did so. When they were done, it was about six thirty, and Brick still had places planned. Well, one place. And he wasn't telling Blossom.
The two made their way to his car, she getting herself in and buckling. Brick began driving back to Townsville.
"Thanks for the dinner, Brick. I really enjoyed it." she thanked him, giving him a smile. He smirked.
"Just remember my payment, okay?" he reminded her. She nodded and watched the city lights pass by quickly. Soon, they pulled up to the front of a extremely tall building. When they got out of the car, Brick held Blossom's hand and led her inside. They went to the elevator, and down several hallways until Brick stopped. He opened one of the doors and stepped inside, his hand still clamped around Blossom's.
"Is this your house, Brick?" the male nodded and Blossom paled. "Don't think that just because I'm a teenager means I'm desperate to sleep with you." she put her hands up in defense, causing Brick to laugh.
"No, I'm just here grabbing some clothes." he chuckled, leading her to his room. It was spacious, only with a dresser and a large red bed. Blossom blinked.
"Why?" she asked curiously.
"Because I'm sleeping over your house, silly!" he exclaimed, chuckling.
"... What." Blossom blinked, taking a step away. Brick looked at her and immediately felt a bit sorry, so he explained.
"Okay, you see, my brothers and I live here alone. Our parents don't even live with us. So sleeping over others houses is just a way to get out." Brick tried to explain, but Blossom shook her head still.
"But you are guys. If Professor found that I let guys stay the night-"
"You call your dad Professor?" Brick changed the subject quickly, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes! Wait, no! I mean... ugh!" Blossom groaned, turning away and walking to the doorway of his room. She glared at him, arms crossed, before finally giving in. "Okay, you can stay the night. But here are the rules, you stay in the guest room. If I find that you left the quest room and are roaming the house, that will be the end of our relationship, both as friends and possible dates. And I better not find you near by sisters, whatsoever." she growled, looking away for a second. Brick nodded.
"Of course! And don't worry, you're sisters may be cute, but I only have my eyes on you." he flirted, leaning forward and just barely touching her chin. Blossom shivered slightly and pushed him away.
"Ugh! Hurry up already!" she mumbled, turning away. Blossom felt her face - it was burning up. Was she on fire? "Where's the bathroom?" she asked. Brick told her directions and she walked away. She stared into the mirror and found that her cheeks were as red as Brick's baseball cap. Her eyes widened. She was blushing. She wasn't ever supposed to blush! Ever! Her cooling systems must be malfunctioning! Blossom took a bit of water and splashed her face, cooling herself down. She used a nearby towel and left the bathroom, colliding into Brick.
"Woah!" Brick chuckled. Blossom rolled her eyes, nervously giggling a bit. She noticed how he walked out of another room. Raising her eyebrow, the female silently questioned him. He began to nervously chuckle as well. "Boomer's car is busted, so hes staying the night too." he smiled cheerfully. Blossom shook her head and walked away, waiting at the front door. Brick picked up a few things before heading to the front door and opening it.
"BUTCH BOOMER AND I WILL BE BACK TOMORROW BYE!" Brick yelled into the house, pushing Blossom out and hurrying himself. He knew damn well he woke up the beast, and wanted to hurry and get the hell out of there. He locked the door and rushed Blossom back to the elevator. She took off her heals and ran much faster.
Once the two were in the elevator, Blossom leaned against the wall and sighed. Brick chuckled.
"Don't run much?" he teased.
"I have no need to." she whined. He came closer, chuckling.
"Mhm, sure." Blossom looked up at him, rolling her eyes. Next thing she knew, she was pressing her lips against his, giving him a gentle and quick kiss. She pulled away before he could react. She giggled and tried to leave the elevator, only to have his arm around her waist.
"No fair!"
"Yes fair! It was supposed to be a surprise!" she squealed, giggling. The two chuckled as they walked back to the car. They drove back to her house. On the way, Blossom pecked Brick's cheek, giggling. Now one more on the lips and she was done paying her debt!
They walked into the house, Brick throwing clothes at Boomer's face. Blossom laughed as the two brothers began to quietly argue, leaving them alone and somehow forgetting about her last part of the agreement. She slipped into her room and changed into her pajamas, which was just a tank top and sweat pants, along with taking off her jewelry and make up. She laid in bed and closed her eyes, falling asleep. All until she felt something warm wrap around her waist. She opened her eyes to see an arm.
"Brick.." she growled, looking back at him.
"This is what you get for not holding up your end of the bargain!" Brick laughed. Blossom covered her face with her pillow, trying to hide her eyes.
"If I kiss you right now, will you leave?" she asked.
"Sure." Brick grinned. With her eyes closed, Blossom got on her knees and searched for him. She pushed him on his back and sat on his stomach, leaning down and trying to find his lips. Once doing so, she gave him a long, gentle kiss, where he responded the same way. Blossom got lost in the moment, about to open her eyes when she heard a loud crash. She flicked her head up and looked across the room, spotting Buttercup, staring at her, a glare on her face. Blossom blushed so hard, her cooling systems failing.
"Brick, get your ass up to that guest room before I chop your balls off!" Buttercup threatened, causing the red head running. Blossom blushed and tucked herself in. Buttercup walked over and gave her a light punch on her shoulder. "Blossom, I thought you were the smart one." she growled quietly. "You know where that could've gone..." she whispered. The two stayed silent until Bubbles appeared in the doorway, holding her octopus.
"Whats going on?" she asked, rubbing her eye. Blossom shook her head to Buttercup, who only smiled.
"We're having a sleep over in Blossom's room tonight, Bubbles." Buttercup said as Blossom allowed her to squeeze in the middle. "Just like when we were ten!" she faked a giggle. Bubbles smiled and laid down beside her sisters, curling up in Buttercup's warmth. Everyone stayed quiet, slowly falling asleep. All Blossom could think of was how Brick's lips felt.
AND DONE. I decided since the Reds weren't so fluffy last chapter, I'd make them with extra fluff this time.
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