"I guess your chat with Butch put a smile on your face?" Midori teases Buttercup once she inserts herself in the trio.
"Drop it already Midori!" She calmly snaps at the red head girl as she focuses in ahead of her.
The sisters chuckle at the friends' tense interaction with each other about one of their crushes.
Bubbles scopes out the courtyard, catches sight of Brick perch on the school sign, and notes the incomprehensible expression on his face.
"Blossom," She mutters loud enough for Blossom to hear her. "...you have a boy alert at twelve o'clock."
Blossom swiftly diverts her eyes over at Bubbles after she got wind of her accusation.
"If he is here than yours isn't too far away." She casually fires back before she separates away from the group.
The orange hair teen treads over in his direction, stops a few feet away from him, glances up at his face and contemplates her decision.
Blossom unleashes a deep breath, straightens her posture, and shuffles over to Brick.
"You know thinking hard isn't your best quality!" She interjects before his sights land on her and softens.
Brick mentally shakes his head in order to gather his thoughts. His eyes resume its initial stare of boredom after he detects her presence.
"Ah Pinkie...it's not like you to worry over a stranger! Let alone someone like me." He expresses sarcasm with a underlying sadness to his tone.
Blossom chooses to ignore his failed attempt at sarcasm and imposes, "You don't sound quite too happy yourself."
He shoves himself off of the cement block, jams his hands in his pockets' interior, and treads toward her.
Blossom plants her right hand on his left shoulder, which prevents him from advancing ahead any further.
He regards the orange hair girl's bold move to touch him, 'So this girl does care about me?'
"Listen, it shouldn't concern you on how I feel unless…you actually like me." Brick lips while he pivots his head until Blossom enters his line of vision.
His eyes were difficult to read as she retracts her hand from his shoulder.
"You know you don't have to always be such a...jackass when someone shows that they actually care about you!" She angrily spills out that she truly cares about him. She storms away from in a fit of irritation.
Blossom enters the interior of Pokey Oaks High when she reflects back on the conversation she had with Brick.
She swiftly clasps one of her hands over mouth as her skin complexion resembles a ripe tomato.
Blossom realized that she had angrily admitted a very close and personal secret to Brick.
She plucks her Advance Algebra and Trigonometry textbook from the alphabetized pile of school and work books as the morning bell rings
'Did I just hear what she just said?' He inwardly mulls over their conversation with each other.
'She even called me a jackass so she must have been serious.' The orange hair teen concluded as he ambles inside of Pokey Oaks hallways.
Brick remained deep in thought about what just occurred between him and Blossom.
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Bubbles made a pit stop by her locker after Midori left her for her first class.
As she pops the silver latch to her locker, gifts began to rapidly tumble out and bury her once again.
Bubbles catches wind of a masculine voice says, "You look as if you need some help.".
'Oh thank heavens!' She was cheering before muffling a "yes" from within the suffocating mountain of affections.
Bubbles feels a hand search through the pile, secures her wrist, and lifts her upward with ease.
Her sights land on her blonde hair blue eye savior and recognizes the individual as none other than Boomer Shaw.
"Thank you..." Bubbles thanks him once he returns her back to the floor on her two feet.
"You're welcome." He accepts the thanks with a smile on his face, which causes her to become nervous around him.
She was then quickly scooping up the gifts and carefully arranging them,so they will not bombard her the next time she enters her locker.
"At least let me help you with that." Boomer offers while he kneels down and helps her with some of the gifts.
"You sure do have a lot of admirers." He comments once he places his armful in her locker before he repeats the same action.
"So it seems…" Bubbles mutters under her breath when she adds, "I don't know why though?"
"You're nice, kind and sweet to everyone that you meet. Plus, you are cute…" he truthfully answers her question.
Boomer was not aware of what he had just admitted, which unintentionally created such an awkward moment between the two.
He quickly dumps the last set of the gifts within the locker while Bubbles distracts herself and stands to her feet.
She attempts to force the locker door close against the gifts, which threatens to scatter along the floor again.
Boomer briefly watches the blonde girl struggles to shut the door before he offers his aid once again. "Let me help you with that."
He easily shoved the rectangular shape door when a soft click indicated that the door was secured.
"Thanks Boomer. I probably would have had to spend my entire first period with this stuff." She thanks him yet again as she scoops up her bag. The blonde heads off to her class.
Boomer palmed his face hard after he realized that he had created an awkward moment between him and Bubbles.
He thinks, 'Way to slip up there Boomer!'
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Serena probed the aisles of the supermarket for the designated items on her grocery lists.
She continously flips through four pieces of papers: three were the boys' respective requests and the other was the house's list.
Serena releases a sigh as she pushes two to three carts full of food throughout the supermarket.
Majority of her funds was geared to groceries because the boys' stomach was similar to a black hole.
She feels her cell phone vibrates against her side, extracts the device from her jacket pocket, presses the green button without checking the callerID, and answers with a cold greeting, "What is it now?"
"I told you not to bother me unless it's something important."
"There is. I would like to talk to you about AFSS-B-01-5."
"What about him?"
"Monitors indicated that there was a recent major spike in his energy levels as well as an unidentified energy spike that rivaled."
"I don't tend to like how I have to divulge what the boys and I do in our private lives whenever a incident occurs."
"If I was just a regular solider then I would have reported the manner. However, I am a specialize solider under direct orders from higher ups not to reveal any information that I have gathered."
Once she concluded her speech, she promptly hangs up before the person could even response to her assertion.
Serena was completely frustrated after the call. She then heaves a load of tissues in one of her shopping cart, propels it forward and chucks more items within the basket.
'This isn't good.' The orange hair woman noted as she had to tell the boys what she just learned.
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Lunch seemed awfully crowded with Pokey Oaks High students, much to Buttercup disapproval.
She watches Blossom toys around with her food while Bubbles eats…spaghetti. 'Okay something is definitely off here. I'm going to get to the bottom of it.'
Buttercup gently slams one of her hands on the table in order to acquire everyone's focus at the table.
"Time for a sisters' meeting!" She broadcasts as the group, except Midori, instantly remove themselves from her line of vision.
"Midori, even you, have to move!" Buttercup orders when her sights land on the red head girl off to her left.
"Alright it's time to talk…" She speaks up once the three sisters were finally left to themselves.
"Blossom, why haven't you touched your food? Bubbles, you know you are eating spaghetti?" Buttercup points out as the girls' attempt to cover their actions but fail miserably.
"Bubbles, you seem as if you are in a good mood. What happened to you?" She grills while Bubbles pokes her index fingers together and glances down at her food.
"Uhm…well you see…it was this morning…suffocated by gifts…Boomer helped…had an awkward moment." She stammers as she tries to explain to Buttercup.
"You were suffocated by those gifts in your locker when Boomer came along and helped you out. You guys had an awkward moment." Blossom pieces the short sentences together and repeats the story for Buttercup.
"What about you?" She shifts her awareness to Blossom, who pokes at the meat on her lunch plate.
"I currently loathe and despise an insensitive, heartless jerk." She harshly discloses while she nearly stabs a hole in her plate.
"Wow..." Buttercup utters from apparent shock at her sister's uncharacteristic display of violence toward the plate.
"You really are pissed Red! I'vd never seen you so worked up before…someone must have really bothered you."
"You probably have an accurate idea of how it exactly feels." Blossom implies while Buttercup nods her head in agreement. She, too, was irritated by a certain raven hair boy from time to time.
"Let me take a wild guess, is it Brick?" Buttercup questioned her sister.
"That wasn't even in the slightest considered a wild guess if you already knew who it was." She lips as her grip on her fork slips and flies off in a random direction.
"Who threw this fork at me?! Someone better answer!" A familiar masculine voice shouts.
The girls' eyes tracked where Blossom unintentionslky threw it and it hit none other than...Brick.
"I'm going to ask one more time and I better get an answer. Who threw this?!" He angrily demands while he surveys the entire cafeteria for the culprit.
Blossom shoots upright with a smug expression on her face, "I did it!"
"...and what are you going to do about it?" She implores after she publizes that she was the wrongdoer and catches him off guard.
Brick did not know what to do next since it was Blossom and not a random student.
As he opens his mouth to speak, the cafeteria experiences a sudden explosion of air that shatters the glass windows from behind the girls.
"What was that?" Buttercup pondered to herself once she slighty recovered from whatever just happened.
Her typical 20/20 vision was blurry as she catches a glimpse of a figure, who wears a white dress with a thick black stripe around the waist.
What occurred next thoroughly astonished Buttercup, the figure swiftly exited from Pokey Oaks school grounds.
'There are more like us...' Buttercup surmises as she feels herself going unconscious.
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Buttercup wakes up, checks out her surroundings and relaxes once she recognizes that she was in the school's infirmary.
She makes out her sister, Bubbles, at her bedside before her face lights up when she realizes that she is awake.
"I'm so glad you're up, Buttercup!" The blonde shrieks as she hugs her sister around the neck after she leans upright.
"My head hurts." She simply mutters after Bubbles releases her hold on her sister.
She observes the curtain slide to the left and reveals Nurse Teresa with a clipboard, which was use for routine check-ups whenever patients were in the school clinic, in her grasp.
"I wouldn't be surprised if you can't remember what just occurred a couple of hours ago." She mentions as she examines Buttercup's eyes with a flashlight.
"Your pupils have returned to normal but to be on the safe side don't fall asleep for a little while." She orders her as she could only blink her eyes from staring directly at the flashlight.
Images rapidly flashes through her mind as she recalls: Bubbles and her food, Blossom stabs her food, she throws her fork in a random direction, protests from Brick, and then boom...she was on the floor as if a gust of wind knocks the wind right out of her.
Bubbles watches her sister clutches her head as pain and discomfort were evident on her face.
"You remember too, don't you Bubbles?" She huffs while she peers up at her sister once her mind became lucid.
"Yeah, I remember that Blossom stabs her plate, throws her fork, it hits Brick and then a gust of wind hit me like a ton of bricks." Bubbles divulges to her sister.
"So were there any other people out like us?" Buttrrcup wonders when she notices that her other sister had not come in yet.
"Blossom was in the same condition as you but she's fine." She reassures her sister after she sees her makes an attempt to get off the bed when she hears Blossom name.
"Bubbles," Buttercup voices as she clasps Bubbles forearm. "I need for you listen to me carefully. Are you lstening?"
The blonde girl only nods her head as a response to the question.
"Before I blacked out, I saw a girl. She had on a white dress, long white stockings, and black flats something like our old outfits." Buttercup discloses to her sister while she mulls over the information of a possible 'fourth' Puff.
"So you think that there are more people besides us? As in Brick, Boomer and Butch?" She questioned not aware that Butch had arrived.
"What about me?" He teasingly inquiries, which prompts Bubbles to peek upward. She registered that the boy she just mentioned strolled in on their sisterly moment.
"Well then I will go check on Blossom." Bubbles excused herself from the two since she knew this could possibly be weird if she sat in on their conversation.
"How do you feel?" Butch asks once Bubbles left and occupies the now empty stool. She was surprised that he was worried about her when she stared at him strangely.
"Are you sure…your that jackass, name Butch?" Buttercup quips while she feels his face with her hand. He jolts from the sudden feel of her touch.
"Yeah, it is me. I am just glad you're still here." Butch confirms after he brushes his fingers against her hand and on instinct they intertwine within hers.
"Ah, so you thought that some gust of wind would kill little old me? I should slap for you that." She jests as her eyes peers at their intertwine hands.
Since it actually felt nice, Buttercup opted to not say anything rude or snatch her hand away fom his.
His laugh relieves her of her nerves as she locates something outside of the window to stare at.
"I see you survived with little scrapes and bruises." She claims as he wonders why she looks away when she speaks to him.
"I was lucky and so were my brothers." Butch informs her of him and his brothers check up results.
"Listen, I want to be one hundred percent honest with you Buttercup," He suddenly asserts, which causes her to turn her head because she did not like where this conversation wa going.
"Butch, can you save this for later? I'm just glad you check up on me. I appreciate that…"
Buttercup soon finds herself enclose in a tight hug from Butch. She was breathing in his intoxicating scent that was making her inhale deeply again. She suddenly remembers who gives her the hug.
She detects Bubbles presence, who peaks through the curtain, sticks her arm in, and flashes a thumb up as she merely smiles at her sister.
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Brick was beholding a resting Blossom, who seems at peace with herself. She then faces his direction.
Her eyes slowly flutters open, observes her surroundings, detects a presence, and peers over in Brick's direction only to discover that he watches over her.
"Hey there," She greets him so softly that it scares Brick at how she says it.
"You're up! Good." He declares as moves to stand but Blossom stops him.
"At least stay a while...I don't like to be by myself." She confesses another one of her fears in order for him to stay.
"I just want to apologize for being so cold to you earlier this morning. That wasn't like me." He apologizes and Blossom senses he was being completely sincere about it.
"I'm sorry for throwing a fork at you. Although, I didn't do it intentionally. I just threw it and it just happened to hit you." She laughed after she apologized about the fork incident.
"To be honest, I didn't know what to say when I saw it was you." He admits.
Brick observes a small smile stretches across her face right before she turns and stares at the ceiling.
"Promise me that you won't tell anybody this…" Blossom expresses in a grave tone as Brick wonders where she was going with this.
"I wish I never had these powers…I wouldn't have so much stress in my life. These powers have cursed us every since we were little."
"I even detested the fact that we were handed everything on a silver platter. I personally wanted to work for anything that I got." Blossom stares at him when she finishes.
He extends his pinkie finger outwards as she loops hers against his. At that moment in time, they felt like children because they executed a pinkie swear to one another.
"You can trust me." He reassures her after they promise on a pinkie finger.
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Author's Note:
07.15.16 Major editing revision