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Note:
Terana is the original author of “Sometimes..../ Therapy” etc. (God Bless You!)
I am taking over in these next chapters. We hope you
enjoy them. I give thanks to the Queen of Slash Terana(Mad Love Vibes to
YA!). If yu have a problem with
the same gender relationships, the don’t read the
fic.
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The morning rays touched my face. The start of a new
dawn did not get rid of the old horror. My horrors and fears were proven
true last night. In my dreams,
Professor was being stolen away by our own worst
foe, Him. Not only did Him steal the Professor's body from us, but also
his heart. The way he spoke to Him. So soft, so encouraging...
”Blossom, we gotta get to school!” My thoughts were sidetracked by my sister Bubbles. Her pigtails were a mess. Buttercup was still under the sheets, so I shook her awake. She gave me that grumpy morning attitude, as usual.
I knew that if I told my sisters about what had passed
before my eyes early this morning, it would be a big mistake. Not only
for me, but for the Professor also. I
wanted to leave him alone until I could speak with
him privately. I had to ask him about last night. I had to see the Professor--alone--after
school. I managed to get ready and eat a light breakfast instead of drowning
my sorrows in a stack of twenty pancakes, like yesterday. Bubbles and Buttercup
quickly noted my straight forwardness and anti talkativeness. “Yo Bloss,
what’s up? You’re usually with your dopey quote, 'Early to bed, early to
rise, makes a girl quick, pretty and wise.’” My eyes widened, and I felt
an acute pain in my stomach.
“Uh, now that you mentioned the Professor, I’m gonna
kiss him goodbye.” Bubbles' remark seemed babyish to Buttercup, I could
tell. But I couldn’t let Bubbles see
the Professor.
“Wait Bubbles, you can’t see the Professor right now!” Bubbles turned and stared at me with a confused look.
“Why not?”
"Um, well, you know how busy he is with his work... and um he was working in the lab last night. He’s still sleeping. You don’t wanna wake him.” I cringed after saying that last word. 'Work'. Ha.
I was saved by the school bus. Buttercup was somewhat
suspicious of me, but forgot about it when Mitch invited her for a football
game during recess. Bubbles didn’t
seem to notice and accepted my little lie. If
Him wants to give up crime to be with the Professor, he’ll have to prove
it. Perhaps I judged too quickly, it was possible that Him was telling
the truth. But it was really none of my business--whatever makes the Professor
happy makes me happy. I’m not the one to ruin his romance lifestyle. But
I knew I had to talk to him about this--right after school.