Here's Blossom and Bubbles challenges. Hope you like!
-seinnaread
Chapter 3 (The reds, blues, and results)
Blossom's POV
I walk out to the stables and get ready for my challenge. The sun is out in the sky, it's eleven in the morning. The wind is whistling threw the willow trees in the court yard. (Buttercup is probably doing her challenge now, that's the only reason she'd miss lunch.) I see fire-like hair behind the stables. (It's Brick) I guess it's time to test his wits.
"Sir Brick, are you ready to go?" I see Brick lift his head up to look at me from his position on the pile of hay he's sitting on.
"Yes, princess," Brick gets up and walks to me. We start to walk down the dirt pathway to the horse trough.
"Sir Brick, would you answer a riddle for me?" I ask as he walks beside me.
"Sure," He answers after a second.
"Ok, here it goes, a castle is guarded by one knight, and the Knight gets shot with one arrow. The arrow is not from an archer, where does it come from?" He looks at me for a moment then starts to speak.
"If it does not come from an archer then it must have been you princess who shot the knight on the wall." His blood eyes sparkle as he answers.
"How do you know this?" I say surprised that he got it right.
"I studied on you and your sisters last night. I always like to be prepared. What I read about you is you are one of the best archers in the land."
"One of the best?"
"I mean you and I are probably the best in the land." He says with a smirk. I look at him annoyed. We arrive at the trough.
"Sir Brick, please excuse me for a moment I need to take off my necklace." Brick looks at me weird as I walk off. I bend over to pick a rock up off the ground and dropped it in the trough.
"Sir Brick, I dropped my necklace in the trough!" I yell over to Brick. He walks over to me and starts to say.
"Princess," I cut him off.
"Please get my necklace!"
"Princess,"
"Brick please, I love that necklace!"
"Princess!" Brick shouts and gets my attention.
"I'm sorry I had to shout but I couldn't get your attention." Brick apologizes.
"I just needed to remind you that you're not wearing a necklace and you dropped a rock in the trough." He looks at me worried.
"Princess, are you alright, do you have a fever?" Brick puts his hand on my forehead.
"Brick, I'm fine, and…. You passed." I walk off back toward the courtyard.
"Wait, what do you mean I pass?" Brick stops in front of me forcing me look up into his blood red eyes.
"That was the test, it's really simple, and I really don't know why a knight hasn't passed it before." I causally stroll down the dirt path. Brick follows mw in silence until we get to the stables.
"You know the challenge is actually really stupid if you think about it." Brick smirks at me. My stomach growls, (That's so embarrassing!)
"It's probably about time I get to dinner." I say with a slight blush on my face. Brick starts to walk away.
"Wait, Brick." I catch myself putting my hand on his muscular shoulder and turning him around to look at me.
"Do you want to come to dinner with me?" I ask. He looks slightly surprised.
"I mean, now that you're my knight." I say trying to cover up my face from his view.
He pulls my hand down from my face and smiles at me.
"I would love to eat with you and your family princess." I smile and we both walk into the castle.
Boomer's POV
I wake up to the sun on my face as it filters into my room. My brothers seemed to have already left. I knew Butch would already be gone, but where's Brick? I look out the window to find the sun directly overhead. (Dang it, it's already noon, no wonder Brick left. Why didn't he wake me up?) I walk around the room aggravated at Brick and myself and throw on a light blue cotton shirt and some new things called jeans. They're blue. I run out of my house and accidently bump into someone.
"Oh, I'm so sorry. Let me help you up." I notice as I help pick the girl up off the ground that she has straw blonde hair and sky blue eyes. (Oh my gosh I bumped into Princess Bubbles!)
"I'm so sorry princess! I didn't see you! Please forgive me!" I see her start giggling as I ramble on how sorry I am.
"You're forgiven Boomer, and please call me Bubbles. I don't really like being called princess." She giggles and looks at me with her beautiful blue eyes.
"Are you ready for your challenge?" Bubbles asks me as we walk down the path through the woods.
"Sure, I guess, I'm kinda nervous. Should I be?" (Wait, why am I saying this it makes me sound week. She's just so easy to talk to.) She looks at me and honestly says,
"It's not anything you can't handle." She smiles and starts to walk off.
Bubble's POV
(I don't want to give Boomer the challenge, he's so nice.) I glance over at Boomer and walk to the stables. I direct Boomer to a path on the right side of the stables. The winds whistles threw the trees as we approach a silver stream. The birds sing their songs in the treetops and fly around the lush green meadow. (I don't want to but it's time to start the challenge.)
"Boomer, can you carry me it's taking way longer than I remember to get there." I groan in an annoying tone. Boomer looks at me taken back by my question.
"Sure Bubbles." He picks me up bridal-style and carries me down the path. I start to ramble on about how "uncomfortable" I am. Boomer doesn't look annoyed; he just puts me on his back and keeps going. I keep annoying him, (I don't know how long I've been doing this.) The sun starts to set and somehow I ended up Boomer carrying me bridal-style again. His breathing slow and soft carried me into darkness.
Boomer's POV:
I notice Bubbles stopped talking. I look down to see her fast asleep. The sun is coming down; I'm thinking it's about five by the sun. The sky is now orangey-purple as I walk back to the castle with Bubbles in my arms. We've been out since one this afternoon, Bubbles didn't stop complaining once we started walking on the path. I'm now enjoying the silence of walking in the meadow as the sun is sinking in the auburn sky, the last glow of the sun hitting me as I walk through the yellow-orange grass.
I walk into Bubbles room and lay her in her light blue bed which now glows in the moonlight. (She looks so peaceful laying there.) I slowly start to walk back to the door.
"Boomer," I turn around to see Bubbles awake sitting up in her bed rubbing her eyes.
"Yes, anything you need princess?" I walk back over to the side of her bed.
"First, don't call me princess, I told you not to do that already. Second, you passed." Bubbles smiles and gives me a hug.
"Wait, I never did the challenge." I look at Bubbles as she glows in the white moon beams.
"Yes you did you just didn't know it. When I was complaining while we were walking down the path, that was the challenge. I'm not normally that annoying." Bubbles explains briefly.
"I thought something was off." I say in a sarcastic voice. Bubbles laughs.
"Goodnight." I walk out of the room. (I made it, I passed. I wonder if my brothers made it too.)
Before dinner...Buttercup's POV
I walk in the banquet hall with Butch behind me. We both look battered and bruised from our fight earlier. The maids see me and start to run to me screaming.
"Princess, are you hurt?"
"What did this ruffian do to you?"
"Do we need to get your Father?" The maids all chattered as they stared angrily at Butch. Butch had to back up when Bessie our most loyal maid walks up to Butch. Butch is about six foot two and Bessie is about five feet even. Butch looks down at Bessie and she shrinks back into the crowd of over protective maids.
"Butch, don't scare my maids." I walk out of the crowd and up to Butch. Butch isn't that taller than me, I'm six feet even.
"Listen, girls, I'm fine. I just did the challenge as usual."
"Did he pass?" One of the younger maids with dirty blonde hair asks.
"Yes, he did." The maids finally start to go away. Bessie is long gone and the only maids left are the ones that were fixing the long table for dinner. (I guess me and Butch should clean our wounds.)
"Hey Butch,"
"Yeah," Butch turns to look at me.
"We need to go clean out our wounds before they get infected. I really don't want my knight's wounds to be infected." I drag Butch to my washroom. I get a rag and soak it with water. I walk over to Butch and start to wipe the cut on his face. The cut is right above his eye, it's about the size of a lizard without the tail. It started at his eyebrow and ended at the left-hand corner of his forehead. When I first put the rag on his cut he flinches.
"Princess, what are you doing?" Butch backs away from the cloth that I held in my hand.
"What does it look like? I'm cleaning your wounds. Now hold still." I take his face in my hand and pull him back so I can continue my work.
Butch's POV
"So this is what the dining hall looks like when it's all fancied up." Buttercup nods as I follow her into the flame-lit room. The tiles on the floor shine so you can see your reflection in them. The columns are made of pure gold and the walls sparkle with the color of gold. I wasn't paying any attention and I bump into some one.
"I'm sorry Miss. Here let me help you up." I take the girls hand and help her up.
"Get your hands off of me you slime ball!" A snobby voice says. The girl had freckles all on her face. Her hair is brown in two puffballs. Her eyes are a dull brown and she has on a yellow dress that is so puffy it made her look fatter than she already was.
"Princess get the crap away from my new knight!" I hear Buttercup say. She pulls Princess away and holds Princess's wrist in tightly in her hand.
"Let go of me Buttercup!" Princess shrieks.
"Make me! You think you're so high and mighty just because you're a duchess and your name is princess! Face it, I'm the real princess and you're just jealous!"
"At least I'm not mistaken for a guy."
"At least I'm not mistaken for a dragon."
"Face it, you're a guy!"
"Why would I be a guy?"
"Because, you act like one!"
"Is that the best you got pukesess!" Princess runs away with tears streaming down her face. She turns around.
"You're gonna get it! One day I'll be the ruler of Ireland and you'll be my slave!" With that Princess runs away screaming.
"Now you see why I don't want to be called princess?" Buttercup comes up to me and asks.
"Well then, that means I need to give you a new nickname."
"Just call me by my name."
"No, how 'bout cupcake?"
"No."
"BC?"
"That one's ok."
"Then we can't use it. Ah, I got it! Sunshine."
"What, no! That's the worst one!"
"Yep, that's the one I'm using." I smirk as she crosses her arms across her chest. Trumpets sound, the king walks in the room with Blossom and Brick by his side.
"I always knew he would be the one sucking up to the king." I mutter to myself, but loud enough for Butters to hear.
"Jealous much Butch?" Buttercup smirks at me. (This is going to be a long dinner.)