Bell and Flash finally ventured out to the student parking lot when they eventually noticed that Buttercup's green Camaro was no longer parked there.
"Do you need a ride or do you have your truck?" Bell inquires while she fishes inside of her purse to find her car keys.
Flash jams his hands in his denim jean pockets and says, "Yeah. My father is using it today."
She produces the keys before she presses the unlock button, which undo the alarm that was set as it allow for them to open the doors of the car.
He watches as she places her purse in the backseat before she sticks the key in to the ignition and twists it away from her.
"So are you going to tell me, why you did what you did in the hallway?" Flash wonders after he tugs on the end of the seat belt until it was across his body and in the holder.
Bell was repeating the same action as Flash but prior to her adjusting her rear view mirror so she could see anything that was behind her.
She hastily shifts the stick back in reverse and gently presses the gas, which causes the car to move backwards until she shifts the stick forward to drive.
"What would be the purpose for it? Buttercup clearly ignored our presence when we first approached her. She had a mission and that was to retrieve her sister Blossom from our possession." Bell explains before she slams her foot down on the gas.
"So you are saying that since Buttercup didn't respond to anything you decided to give her a free pass? What if she continues to act the way she is now? More free passes?" Flash questions.
She grips the steering wheel tighter, 'How dense will this idiot become?'
The platinum blonde releases a sigh of frustration. "The reason why I am in charge of this little operation is because I plan things out with ever possibilities of it failing. I knew that Buttercup would grow bored of our childish manner by holding her sister hostage. What she doesn't know is that phase one is about to end and phase two will begin."
"As long as it will allow me to keep Blossom at my side then I don't care what the phases of your plan is." Flash declares toward Bell.
Bell rolls her eyes at the blonde haired statement, 'That's good because I will need your idiocy later on down the road.'
"By the way," She suddenly speaks up before she makes a right at the traffic light, "How are you and Blossom doing anyway?"
"Ever since I told her the truth about her precious friend, she hasn't said too much about it. I think our relationship will grow stronger after this." Flash answers with his arms across his chest.
"I do have one more question for you, do you even know anything about your beloved Blossom?" Bell poses toward her blonde haired companion.
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Midori idly props her elbow on the open windowsill. The teen girl purposely allows the breeze to hit her square in the face while her red hair aimlessly flies in the breeze.
"So, how was school today?" She overhears Drake's voice asks her a question through the gusts of wind.
Midori leisurely peers over in his direction and notices that his attention was directly on the road, 'So he's a pretty responsible driver.'
"It was fine." She supplies an answer before she feels her wrist become stiff.
"Butch told me you guys played dodgeball today. So did you guys win?" He curiously poses to her as he obeys the speed limit.
The red head flashes him an expression before she responds to his question, "Yeah, but the girls didn't win in the final round."
Drake draws near a traffic light that turns green when he signals and executes a left at the light before he mutters, "As long as you had fun…"
He suddenly realizes that Midori gently nurses one of her wrist and slightly flinches a little whenever her fingers graze over a tender spot.
"It seems as if you hurt your wrist." The brunette deliberately mentions, which causes her to leave her wrist alone for the moment.
"It doesn't hurt at all." Midori falsely proclaims before she diverts her sights to the window with the hope that he would drop the subject.
Drake abruptly pulls the car over, quickly flicks his emergency lights on, swiftly faces Midori, who wonders what was presently going on.
He nimbly reached out for the injured hand as she attempted to hastily snatch her hand away from him, which caused even more excruciatingly pain in her wrist.
"Look Midori," The brunette sternly says, "I promise I'm not going to hurt you! I just want to see your wrist since it's causing you so much pain."
She nervously hesitated at first before she eventually permitted him to examine her wrist with his hands.
Drake could feel the unnatural tension that was in her wrist, which could probably be the source of her pain. "Does it hurt right here?"
Midori painfully winces and physically jerks from the pain while she loudly screams "Ouch!" with hope that it would dull the pain she feels at the current moment.
"So are you going to tell me how you hurt yourself?" Drake gravely inquires while he continues to closely examine her wrist.
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Butch and his brothers finally arrived at their shared apartment along with their older sister Serena.
The drive back home was one of the quietness ride ever in their lives, which was rare for the three boys who were known to raise hell wherever they would perch.
"I wonder if Serena is home?" Boomer asks before he emerges from the car.
"How about you go and check it out? I need to talk to Brick about this Blossom situation." Butch suggests to Boomer since he was the first one out of the car.
Boomer merely nods his head in agreement while he purposely shifts the passenger seat forward in order to let Brick out of the backseat.
Once all three of the brothers emerge from the car, Butch locks the doors, sets the alarm on the car and chucks the keys in Boomer's direction.
"Brick, hang back for a while," Butch somewhat orders his orange haired brother, who flashes him an weird expression on his face
After he double checks that Boomer was clearly out of range, he poses "Did you handle that issue?"
Brick releases a sigh from his mouth and admits, "I honestly don't know what her problem is with me. She won't even let me get in a good morning without ignoring me."
"Do you think you may have a clue what it could be?" Butch questioned his brother with hope that he at least made some type of progress.
"I was meaning to tell you this before the match, but I had to really concentrate during the game. I was approached by Bell and Flash after the second game that we played before the finals." He reports.
Butch eyes grew wide after he heard what his brother just told him. "What! Where were we when this happen?"
"With the rest of our homeroom, but anyway Flash called me a snake in the grass that waited for a new prey whenever they approached me. The idiot attempted to threat me with claims that if I ever were to hurt Blossom then he would have his revenge if he ever saw me with her again." Brick continues with his story.
He feels his anger start to boil, as he flexes his fists in order to prevent a future rampage on the neighborhood.
"Bell mentioned the talk that they had with Blossom and said she revealed the truth about me. She even went so far as to call me a thug." Brick finishes up his story.
"This doesn't play out in our favor…if she knows our past then she can use that as way to silence us." Butch voices while he continues to control his anger.
"You know sooner or later, we are going to have to tell them especially if we want to go any further with them." He concludes while he places his hands in his pockets.
"The only problem is…when would it be a good time to tell them." Butch mumbles to himself, which earns a shrug from Brick.
"All I know is that if it would put Blossom at odds with me just imagine how Buttercup would feel when she finds out." Brick reasons with his brother.
An image of the transformed Buttercup from Bell's pool party resurfaced from his memory after he heard Brick's statement.
"It won't end pretty." He gravely concludes to his brother, who merely agrees with a simple nod of his head.
Butch and Brick make there way up to their apartment when a thought cross their minds. 'I just wish we knew when she would tell her.'
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Buttercup was completely exhausted from all of the drama that Bell purposely placed on her family especially with her own sister, Blossom.
She looked even worse ever since she had that talk with Flash on the school's rooftop. 'I wonder what did he tell her to make her this distant from us?'
Buttercup knew that Blossom was her own person and that she traveled her own path but she just wanted to intervene in some type of fashion.
"I try not to stick my nose in other people's relationships. They tend to backfire on me whenever I do." She recalls what she told Butch when they were in the student parking lot.
'I don't treat them as if they are on a short leash. I just know that whenever Flash and Bell are involved together its usually nothing but trouble.'
'Then the timing of their whole little scheme is absolutely worse since it is two days before the DFMT is supposed to start.'
She rubbed her temples with both of her hands when she remembered what Butch advised her after he flicked her in the forehead. "Try not to think too hard on the things that you can't control."
'...but there is one thing that I can take from them that would make their plans flush down the drain.' Buttercup suddenly considers before she loudly calls out for Bubbles.
"You ring?" Bubbles cheerfully asks after she opens Buttercup's bedroom door and sticks her head inside.
"Is Blossom around?" She curiously inquires about the location of their orange haired sister before she earns a shake of a "no" from Bubbles.
A small smile appears on her face when she claims, "I have a plan to get back at Bell and what she did to Blossom. I think its time that we expose this false relationship."
"It's about freaking time! What's the plan?" Bubbles happily agrees while she visibly displays her eagerness to have her sister Blossom return to normal.
'Well my dear Bell…it is about time that you receive a little bit of your own poison.' Buttercup inwardly thought to herself.
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"What are you trying to get at with that question, Bell?" Flash irritably inquires after he hears Bell's question.
Bell shakes her head at him and comments, "I mean do you even know what her favorite things are or better yet what she likes to do?"
"In order for you to pull off being a real boyfriend you have to know what your girl likes and dislikes, duh."
"You mean that? Sure, I know what Blossom's likes and dislikes are." Flash boastfully remarks with a confident smile present on his face.
"Oh yeah, what's her favorite color?" Bell hastily fires off her first question about Blossom toward Flash.
"It's pink." He confidently replies, which surprisingly earns him a "good job" from Bell before more questions come his way.
"What's her favorite thing she likes to eat?" "What does she like to do in her spare time?" "What does she like to do with her sisters?" "Where is her favorite place to relax?" "Does she like animals?"
Flash knew that Bell's onslaught of questions were geared to help him out but instead it only showed how little he knew about Blossom Utonium.
"If you don't know any of those things then you will cause a serious dent in our plans. I need for you to be able to maintain your hold on to her for as long as possible." She states her demands to him before she motors up to his house.
"Make sure you do your research but don't make it too obvious." Bell abruptly reminds him before he casually waves her off with a "See you later".
She unexpectedly feels her phone vibrates once she finally drives out of Flash's mediocre subdivision and swiftly reaches inside of her purse for her phone.
"Hello."
"I'm fine. How are you doing?"
"You all are coming in this Friday night?"
"That's fine. Do you all have a place to stay?"
"No, that just won't do. I have enough space for you all to stay here."
"It won't be a problem at all."
"Fine. I will personally pick you all up from the airport."
"Good. See you then."
Bell ends the phone call, slides the electronic device back inside of her purse, cracks a small smile on her face, and hums to herself, 'Off to Home Sweet Home.'
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Author's Note:
04.04.17 Major editing revisions