First of all, thank you for the support.
Second of all; I am fully aware that the plan isn't perfect and marriage isn't the only way to go. But you have to look through the perspective of six teens. And yes, Bloss and Brick have super powered minds, but should that really change anything when all they really want is to be out of the situation all together?
Anywho, I did say that I shit out the last chapter. Which means I was unable to explain things better. Thank you for your patience.
It was Sunday; a peaceful and quiet Sunday after the plan was created. The girls sat in their living room, mindlessly watching TV. It wasn't like they could do much else while they waited for their counterparts to come by and drop things off.
Buttercup was the most anxious to get up and leave. She wanted to either go back to sleep, or take out her anger by punching the bag at the local gym. The question is, what was the cause of her anger? The world may never know.
I mean it though, it may not. Buttercup may be really close to her sisters and guardians, but she rarely ever opened up to them. She felt it was her job to be the strong one of the family, and the strong one never has problems. Never. The metal-clad girl stood up from the couch and began pacing behind it.
Bubbles, however, was the opposite of her sister. She was the sweet one of the group and felt that she could tell them anything... most of the time. The blonde often found herself locking herself away in her room when she felt anger or vengeful. She felt that she wasn't worthy of feeling such emotions.
Bubbles also felt like the baby of them all. The burden, if you may. When she was sad, her family would drop everything to make her happy again. She even remembered one day in middle school. She went to high five a classmate, but ended up sending electrical currents through his body and caused him to have spasms. Her guardians had to pull several strings to save her behind while her sisters had to take the blunt of the rumors for an entire week while she was 'out sick'.
And then there was Blossom, the leader of the three sisters. Now, she was fine with expressing her emotions to her family - fear, sadness, anger. She was an open book. But it was her brain that caused her mental pain. The constant research on every moving thing can be a lot. Just imagine it.
Walking down the street on a nice and sunny day. You're excited to do things. You look to the person walking a few steps ahead of you. You smile and raise your hand for a jolly 'hello', only to have several warning signs appear on your brain. The person you were going to greet has been arrested for alleged drug dealing. You look away, catching someone else in your line of sight. They've been arrested several times in the past three years. As you continue to look person to person, you feel small and more like an introvert. And you can't do anything about it.
That's how the redhead felt everytime she passed a new person. Can't really blame her now, huh?
A series of knocks hit the door, and Buttercup was the first to fling it open, revealing the smug face that belonged to Butch. She snarled quietly and let him inside, his brothers slowly following. Bubbles peaked over the couch, snuggling her stuffed octopus. Blossom stood up and turned off the TV, turning to the boys.
"Took you three long enough." Blossom commented, leaning against the back of the couch.
"It takes a while to pack, Pinky." Brick grinned as he brought in two boxes.
"I thought you guys were only bringing a couple of things today." Buttercup frowned, her arms crossed.
"Hey, the quicker we get our things out, the quicker we can move out." Boomer said around the mound of boxes he was forced to carry. Bubbles stood up quickly, helping him by taking a bunch of the smaller boxes. "Heh, thanks." He murmured to her as he followed her.
"So I'll put these in here..." Butch called as he walked towards Buttercup's room. The cyborg's eyes widened as she rushed and found herself blocking off her room.
"To hell you will." She frowned. As she and Butch glared at each other, Blossom found herself freezing her door, not allowing Brick in there. Though, the two sisters watched as Bubbles gingerly led Boomer to her room.
"Here, you can put your stuff in my closet!" She giggled. Blossom and Buttercup looked at each other before groaning. Buttercup stepped aside while Blossom walked towards the kitchen.
"I'll get the hot water." She muttered. As she began pouring hot water on her frozen door, Brick started a conversation.
"So I was wondering... we know your parents- err, guardians. Why don't you meet ours?"
"Because we want to live?" Blossom asked, splashing the last bit of water against the base of her door. She then turned the knob and hit her hip against the door, unsticking it from the frame.
"Who said that our parents will kill you?" Brick asked, raising an eyebrow.
"They were the ones who programmed you to kill us." Blossom used her monotonous voice as Brick dropped his stuff by her vanity.
"But they're old harmless bats!" Brick defended. "Come on, at least have a dinner with us." He begged.
"... girls?" Blossom called her sisters. They came in with their respective counter parts.
"Are you guys talking about dinner as well?" Bubbles asked. Buttercup nodded gruffly, arms crossed while Blossom verbally agreed.
"Yes. What do you two think?"
"Well, it wouldn't be that dangerous, I don't think.." Bubbles said, looking towards the ground. "I guess it depends on how we handle the situation?"
"Why do you want us to meet your parents?" Buttercup asked.
"It only feels right... look, we know that they aren't the nicest people and they want you dead but..." Butch trailed off, looking to his brothers for help.
"We just want you to meet them, thats all. No real reason other than the fact that they are our parents." Boomer added. The girls looked to each other.
"We can't say yes..." Buttercup started.
"But we won't say no." Bubbles cut in quickly, hoping that she wasn't crushing their feelings.
"Just let us think about it. We can't just say yes when its a possible deathtrap." Blossom finished.
"When will you give us your answer?" Butch asked.
"Before Prom." Blossom said, hiding a smirk.
"You do know that prom is months from now, right?" The blue boy asked.
"Of course I know." Blossom said as she began shooing everyone out of her room. "Now, boys, I must ask you to leave."
"Why?" Brick asked, actually a bit surprised.
"Because we talk to you and see guys every day now. Can't we have a day to ourselves?" Blossom countered as she pushed them to the door. Her sisters joined in, Buttercup slamming the door before they could speak. With that, the three girls retreated to the couch, finally relaxing a bit.
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