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"Ready for step 2?" Brick asked Butch and Boomer as he slung his red cut sleeve jacket on. Marshall watched from the corner of the room then subtly slipped out the door.
"Of course," Butch replied, chuckling to himself. He cracked his knuckles.
"Yeah . . .," Boomer whispered uneasily while he slipped on his black gloves, the ones with his fingers showing.
"We'd better tell Mandy how things are going later, or she'll kill us," Brick smirked and they left the room then headed towards the breakfast hall.

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"There's no where to sit!" Bubbles whined clutching her blue tray. The Powerpuff Girls hovered around the room looking for empty seats.
"This is all your fault Blossom, you just had to loose your hair bow didn't you?" Buttercup glared.
"Keep your pants on miss grouchy," Blossom said patting her bare head with her spare hand. She sighed. "It doesn't feel right without my bow. Where could it have gone? I left it just by my bed side last night . . ."
"That doesn't matter anyway, what matters right now is that we find somewhere to eat before the bell goes off and we starve to death!" Buttercup growled. Bubbles used her super vision to look past all the tables and found one near the double doors exit. Sitting there was Boomer, Butch, Brick and Mandy.
"I found one!~" Bubbles said cheerfully and skipped over. Buttercup and Blossom followed obediently. When they had got there they stood still (except for Bubbles who took a seat opposite Boomer) and stared at the seats Bubbles had found them.
"Bubbles - how come you had to choose here?" Buttercup hissed. Bubbles didn't listen, she just stared up at Boomer and smiled, blushing immensely. Blossom sighed and sat down, eventually Buttercup mumbled to herself and slumped on to a seat anyways.
"Hello ladies," Brick smirked. "Nice of you to join us."
"Oh, hush," Blossom glared. "Not like we chose to sit here. There wasn't anywhere else for us to sit."
"Yeah, right," Butch said sarcastically. Boomer and Bubbles ignored the conversation and just stared into each others eyes.
"What's up with them?" Buttercup whispered to Blossom.
"Don't know," Blossom answered. "But it'd better be not what I think it is . . ."
"Hey, what happened to your bow Blossy?" Brick tapped the top of his head.
"I lost it," she scowled. "And don't call me Blossy."
"Don't be so stingy 'Blossom'. I think you look nice anyway . . . Like a blossoming flower," Brick smiled cocking his head to the side as if he was enchanted by her. Blossom blushed but at the same time glared at him. Buttercup looked as if she was going to puke and Butch rolled his eyes. Mandy sat there silently and still, her eyes dashing from person to person. She didn't say a word, she was just observing. Meanwhile, Marshall floated over to Bubbles and tapped her on the shoulder. She looked back at him with her big blue eyes.
"Hey Marshal! What's up?" she said perkily.
"Bubbles, I have something urgent tot tell you-" But before Marshall could utter a word the bell buzzed off and people began to descend from the room.
"Can you tell me later? I've got gym first thing and it takes me quite a while to change so I'd better hurry," Buttercup smiled and slung her bag over her shoulder. She wiggled her fingers lightly at Boomer to say bye as Blossom and Buttercup dragged her along to the girls' changing room.

"Good morning students," Miss Kyle said,her voice echoed and bounced across the humongous room. She was also known outside her gym class teaching lessons as 'Catwoman'."Today we're doing basic dodging skills." She swiped a remote out her pocket and pressed a button. Large obsticals rose from the ground and formed into a large P.E. course. First were large metal hoops hung in a snake like shape that went up and down that you had to weave through. Following was a small fiery area, just a long rope hanging from the ceiling to swing from. Next was sharp needle walls that closed and unclosed, leaving only a few seconds to get through. After was a mat and continuing with other dangerous sitings. Bubbles, Buttercup and Blossom gawped at the crazy course.
"First up," Miss Kyle scanned her clipboard. " . . . Bubbles." Quivering, she walked over and inhaled the exhaled. After a five seconds countdown she swooped past the hoops and onto the next bits. At the end she did a simple back flip and landed softly on her feet. The class cheered as she bowed and skipped back into the group.
"Excellent performance," Miss Kyle commented, she wrote in Bubbles first level on her clipboard. "Next . . . Blossom."
Heh, if Bubbles - the wimp of the PPGs found it easy, this course must be at baby level, Blossom thought. She sashayed over to the start of the course and waited for Miss Kyle to reach zero of the countdown.
Confidently, she flew past the hoops at high speed, almost knocking all of them down. Without hesitation she jumped onto the rope and swooped over, performing a simple forward flip. The class ooo-ed and ahh-ed. She smirked and didn't pay attention to the next bit. Accidentally she flew slightly lower and cut her leg across. Everyone gasped - she groaned in pain and tumbled onto the mat, head first. Brick at high speed zoomed past the obsticals and fell to the ground at her side.
"Blossom - are you ok?" he asked in a panic. She clutched the throbbing spot, her hand filling with blood.
"Yeah," she whispered.
"Brick, take her to the nurse immediately," Miss Kyle instructed firmly. Brick carefully lifted her in his arms and flew out the room towards the nurse's room leaving everyone worried. Brick landed on his feet and quickly pushed through the door.
"Miss! Blossom's leg is bleeding!" Brick said hurriedly. She squinted at it.
"Oh my, I better go get some extra antiseptic - I've run out! I'll be back in a flash, lay her down on one of the beds, quick!" she says quickly and hurries off to the supply room. Brick floats over and rests her on top of the duvet, snatching a seat by the side.
"Why are you being so nice to me?" Blossom inhaled and gasps for air, her leg stinging with pain.
"Because . . . I like you," he says and holds her hand. She snatches it away and looks to the other side.
"I can't trust you," she mutters. He looks upset but chuckles a bit.
"That's fine, I knew you wouldn't. At least accept my gift,"Brick says. He took a small gift box from his pocket. Blossom looked over her shoulder curiously. He opened it revealing a glossy red clip on bow. She gaped.
"So . . . was it you who took my bow?" her happy eyes turned slowly to a scowl. Brick threw his hands up showing he didn't have anything on him.
"No way! I was going to give you this anyway," he said in his defense. "Here, I'll put it on for you." He took the bow out and slipped it into her hair, marveling at her beauty. He stared deep into her eyes. "You look great . . ." They stare at each other for a while. Before she knew it, Brick had leaned in to kiss her and there they were, still as ice and kissing. She was shocked at first, but soon she gave in.
"Ugh, those two are so noisy!" the girl past the curtains next to them grumbled to herself. "Just wait till I get better . . . I'll find out who they are and they'll be sorry . . . How dare they disturb me!"