"So where are we going now…oh great and mighty Butch?" Buttercup grills while she inspects her environment to see if anything looks familiar.
"To go get clean of course! We can't be walking around smelling like sweat." Butch answers her question. She could overhear the sound of rushing water and kids screaming due to her super hearing.
The raven hair teen was observing some neighborhood kids running in and out of a huge jet stream of water emitting from the red hydrant. She spins toward him, who only wears the same smirk he had on earlier.
"Do you still have on your swim suit from yesterday night?" Butch ponders after he faces her to see she draws up her shirt to check if she had it on.
"It seems so." Buttercup affirms once she discovers that she still has it on.
"Well then what are you waiting for? This is how we are going to get clean." Butch explained why he brought her to the makeshift water park.
He strips down to just a pair of green trunks and reveals his sculpted body to Buttercup, who only gawks at the young man in front of her.
"You know Butter, it's impolite to stare at someone for a long time." He revels.
She snaps her focus back on to what she was doing as a small blush materalizes on her face. She had been caught staring at Butch.
'I can't believe I've already spent half of my Sunday with this idiot!' Buttercup thinks in disbelief.
She steps out of her pants, yanks her shirt off, slides out of her shoes and relishes the baked asphalt of the sidewalk that warms her feet.
"Coming through!" Buttercup listens to Butch broadcast his presence.
The kids travel to the easier part of the water pressure before he dashes through it as if he were a big kid himself.
She could not help but to laugh at how he could be such a pain and then wind up in her good graces again.
"Come on Butter! The water feels great!" Butch bellows before she advances forward when a flashback hits her hard.
She envisioned herself face first in a pool full of water and plunged in to total darkness.
"Are you alright, Butter?" Butch asked when he witnessed that she had hesitated for a brief second.
She then steps to the water.
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Bubbles hears someone knocks at her window door, which forces her to wake up to see who it could be.
She wipes the sleep out of her eyes and realizes that neither Buttercup nor Blossom was in the room with her. Some of their clothes were missing from the floor.
Another knock, this one seems a little impatient, while she stands to her feet and pads over to the middle of the three oval shape windows. She identifies that it was Boomer doing the knocking and unlocking it.
"Good afternoon, Bubbles." was the greeting she received once she opened the window door for Boomer to enter, closed it back and redo the lock this time.
"Good afternoon to you too Boomer, so what brings you to my home?" She poses as she begins to make a spot for him to sit.
"Oh nothing. I was just passing by and I wanted to see if you were in." Boomer responds to her question. He was surprised that she was not wailing or in a depressing mood from what happens last night.
"You know, it's okay if you came to see how I was doing. I know you are concern about my well-being." Bubbles asserts since she knows the real reason why he drops by for his visit.
"Well then, that's why I am here. I'm surprised that your sisters' aren't here with you. I thought you three were inseparable." He quips, which earns a giggle from the blonde girl.
"Thanks, but we do have our own lives you know. Besides, I think they're both busy with things today." She assumes what her pink and the light green sisters were doing at the moment.
"Oh, is that your phone vibrating?" Boomer questions when he hears the sound of vibrations.
Bubbles searches underneath the spread of covers and pillows until she discovers her light blue phone.
"Yeah. It's a text message from Blossom...and some other people." She says out loud after she ciphers through the names that sent her messages.
'Why did Princess send me a message?' Bubbles wonders and decides to check that at a later time.
"I wouldn't take you as the type to not have a busy day. I mean you do have all those admirers constantly stuffing your locker full of stuff." He alleges as he observes her places her phone on visible terrain.
"Oh no, I try not to accept any of them. It means that they will continue to send some more. Others are very persistent with being forward." She explains while she unleashes a sigh.
"Well...are you free now?" Boomer asks as his tone holds hope and anxiousness.
"Yep, I don't have anything planned today! So what are we going to do Boomer?" Bubbles ponders when she stares him directly in his eyes.
'He has some pretty eyes! I never noticed them until up close.' She notes as she only hears bits and pieces of what Boomer says, "A play…in the park…saw it when walking over here. Want to…go to that?"
"Yeah, just let me get some clothes on and take a quick shower." Bubbles agrees before she treks over way to the adjacent room where the bathroom is.
'I didn't even think she would say yes.' He thought.
Boomer was glad that the hardest part was over and that the rest should be smooth sailing.
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"You know being submissive isn't like you. So what's wrong, Brick?" Blossom queries after she notices that Brick was distracted by something.
"Am I?" He poses out of disbelief at the girl's accusation of his behavior at the current moment.
"It's just that...I have a lot of questions about what we were going to be up against the week after next."
"I could've answered someone of those questions for you, but you know I'm not a mind reader Brick. All you had to do is ask me? So why don't you just go ahead and ask me." Blossom remarks as she settles her drink down on the metal wire table.
"What's really the fighting tournament about?" Brick shots his first question, which was a relatively easy question to answer.
"It's this school wide tournament that permits schools with high and low ranks to compete against each other in a battle for respect and influence."
"How does it work?" He asked another question toward Blossom, who was calm and actually happy that he was finally able to get whatever it was off his chest.
"It works in the format of a bracketing where an elite team is pitted against a frail team. The elites eventually fight each other in the latter half of the week." Blossom replied since she had made sure to commit to memory how the brackets function.
"So for the first three days, we basically look at the elite beat the crap out of weaker teams?" He summarizes in a query.
"Yeah, pretty much. The tournament concludes on Saturday since Sunday is considered as a day to repent for the fighting we did that week." Blossom breaks down the time length of the tournament.
"About fifty schools fight each other in one day so they can eliminate the weaker teams before the stronger schools face off against each other in the stadium. Did I get that right?" Brick posed after he saw her pick up her drink and sipped it.
"Pretty much, but I think the total went up this year. So in one day, we basically fight about six times if and only if we did not secure a bye. Fortunately for us, we earned one from last year. So we only have to fight about five times in the beginning."
"How many people can be on each team?" He wonders about how the squads are formatted for the tournament just in case his brothers' wants to join in on the fun.
"The limit is eight people per team. We fight in a three on three formats that is up until the end of the tournament where in the championship is the full six on six occurring at the same time." Blossom outlines when she takes another sip of her drink while Brick leans back in his chair.
"Do you guys have any type of rivalry with any other school?" Brick questions because he was curious about Pokey Oaks rivals.
"I don't know what school he belongs to anymore, better yet him and his two other friends are know as the Three Bandits. Their names are Prince, Argo and Lucas. Last year, they attended Pokey Oaks and helped us compete in our interschool tournament and championed Buttercup's campaign to gain the title "Top". However, we didn't learn until later that he was the "Top" at a neighboring school and that he only attempted to acquire our secrets by impersonating as our friend." Blossom unveils as she bites back the venom from her tone.
"Thank you, Pinkie. I was thinking about that all morning. I couldn't find any type of information on the fights." He thanks her for help.
"It's really no problem at all. I mean you and your brothers' might possibly fill in one of the eight slots for the new team." She divulges to him since it was the truth.
"Either way it goes we would have been there anyway." Brick confidently states when Blossom assumes that it was only natural for him to respond in that manner.
Yet, at that very minute moment even the analytic and rational Blossom was unaware of the hint that Brick slips right through her precious.
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"Now I got water stuck in my ears!" Buttercup groans. She leans over to her side, rubs her index finger against her ear lobe, and pops her ears in order to drain the water out of them.
"...but you know you enjoyed it." Butch alleges as he palms the side of his head until a stream of water emerges from his ears and repeats the exact same action.
"The only problem now is...getting dry. I don't suppose you can come up with an idea for that?" Buttercup revels as she tracks her trail of clear wet footprints on the asphalt.
"Turn around until I tell you to stop." Butch instructs her. She then wonders exactly what his plans were and adds, "You won't know unless you try it."
Buttercup leisurely spins herself around in small circles until she feels an unnatural gust of wind blow against her body. She realizes that Butch was the source of the air and halts once she was no longer wet.
"I guess I have to return the favor thrn." Buttercup mentions, which earns a shake of Butch's head. She inhales as much oxygen as her lungs could possibly muster.
The raven hair teen molded her lips in a puckered "o" fashion and blasted a stream of air. He copies her previous action, except he wears a smirk present on his face.
"Ah, minty fresh breath," Butch jests.
He then locates his clothing that were on the concrete along side Buttercup's clothes and her skateboard.
"I don't know about you but I'm in the mood for pizza. Are you?" He suddenly suggests to her. The young man sticks his legs in one by one and yanks his pants up to his waist.
"Pizza sounds good as long as you're paying for it." Buttercup agrees to the idea of pizza. She pops her head through her shirt and rolls the material downward.
The duo finish dressing in their respective clothes when Butch speaks up with his hand extend out to her as if he wants to shake her hand "Deal?"
She reaches out to shake his hand. He uses that opportunity to wrench her closer to him, which prompts a whispered "umph" once her head collides against his chest.
"You just can't resists my magnetic charm." Butch teases.
His smirk stretches in to a smile before he makes sure to scoop up her skateboard before they left.
"Whatever..." Buttercup mutters to herself.
She was secretly delighted at the current position she was in with Butch.
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"You never did tell me what play we're going to go see." Bubbles shouts from within the bathroom.
He could see her brush her hair in the large mirror.
"I don't know myself. I just saw the troop getting the stage and the props ready…" Boomer rattles off before Bubbles cuts him off, "...and I came to mind then?".
"Yeah. When I saw you recite your lines in front of the Drama teacher, it had reminded me of when you asked for help with your lines." He admits as he scans the room he was in.
"Boomer you're a very kind person…you don't find that often in high school guys…trust me within a week you will probably have fan girls throwing themselves at you." She compliments him while she presses the holder of her earring close and strolls out of the bathroom.
Boomer examines her attire, which was a button down collard shirt with a plaid pattern of blue, silver, and black that reveals a white tank top underneath, blue denim shorts and brown cowboy boots.
"Hold on a minute...I got to get my hat and then we can go." Bubbles tells him before she exits the room to go to her personal room for a brief minute.
'I can't believe that I'm about to go out with Bubbles! I wonder does she like me?' He ponders.
The blonde had plans to find out the answer to that question during this date of his.
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The sound of high heels clicks against the asphalt of the sidewalk alongside the restaurant. The scent of wet dog fur smacks her sense of smell like a ton of bricks.
The signature hoarse laughter could only belong to one individual. The noise was the only thing she needed to hear before she was able to register a name and produce a face along with it.
"What do you want now…Princess?" Blossom snaps at the red head girl before she could even strut within ten inches of their table.
"Shopping, ah duh, that's why we have malls Blossom." Princess snorts at the orange head. She then peers to her left and beholds Brick Shaw along with her.
"It seems as if you like red heads…" She comments as her sights land back on Blossom Utonium or what the school dubs her as GG or goody goody when she cuts her off. "Why are you here?"
'Now I see why Buttercup wants to rip her a new one, she's so frekaing annoying!' Blossom inwardly expresses because she grows fustrated by the girl's presence.
"Tell your sister, she better be careful. There were people who witnessed what happened and were highly upset and curious." Princess forewarns her before she struts away from the pair.
"Oh…yeah one more thing, the terrific trio is back in town but you already know that, right? See you my dear Blossom." She waves them off one last time before heads inside of the mall.
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Author's Note:
07.17.16 Major editing revision