Buttercup X Bubbles Novels & Stories

I grab two cups, filling one with whatever punch someone made and keeping the other empty for later. As I'm turning away, someone taps my arm. "Excuse me?" I turn to find Julian's fangirl standing there - the same girl who's been showing up at every game with his jersey number plastered across her chest. Up close, she's even prettier than I thought. Bright smile, clear skin, the kind of effortless beauty that makes people look twice. "Hey," I say, forcing a polite smile even as faint irritation curls in my stomach. "You're Bryson Miller, right? From the hockey team?" She's cheerful and talkative, words coming fast.

I can't be this way when I have an important client to attend to in an hour. I dig into the paper bag to find two boxes inside. Opening the first one, as mentioned, there are two cupcakes that is my favorite flavor. But they're in green color as she called it ‘green velvet’, fit for a Hulk. Halfway through the first cupcake, I open another box wondering if they are also the same as this or a different kind- the one I've always preferred which is the ‘red’ velvet. But my munch stops at the sight of a silk eye mask. Fuck. "Turn around, we're going back to the penthouse."

POV: Ava I barely got a chance to breathe before he hit me. My back cracked against a tree, knocking the air straight out of my lungs. I shoved at his chest and swung blindly, catching his jaw hard enough to send him stumbling sideways. I pushed off the tree, sucking in a rough breath as I tried to get some space. He recovered far too quickly and reached under his coat. Then I saw what he pulled out. A small metal launcher. “What the hell are you—”

She was extremely happy to see and feel the presence of her father, as he looked more lively in this place than he ever did on earth. “Daddy! I've missed you so much!" Sunny exclaimed, her voice filled with both joy and longing. Sunny's father waves with a warm smile and slowly disappears into the crowd of bubbles. As Sunny watches him fade away, she can't help but feel a sense of peace and comfort knowing that he is still with her in some way, but she wishes he would have spoken to her. Sunny gazes at the crowd of bubbles again, mesmerized by their vibrant colors and gentle movements, and she notices that each one seems to capture a different moment in time, filled with joy and laughter. Sh

I walked over to see what had their attention. Bubbles were forming all over the dried-out bed of shit. Twinkling in the sunlight and smelling bad enough to curl the hairs in your nostril, the bubbles burst. Out of each one came another bunnicorn. They landed on the grass with a flump, looked around, saw one of their own kind staring back, and charged. They would get close to stabbing each other in the face, but a flick of the head and the two horns would clash, knocking both jousters aside.

"Look, Mama! Bubbles!" Huge iridescent spheres floated into the air, catching the light like magical orbs. Children ran after them with delighted screams. Genesis dashed closer, jumping and clapping, while Cameron stood beside her, trying to catch one with his cup. "If I catch one, I get another buko juice," he declared. "You already had two," Vera chimed in, reappearing from behind a stall with a woven basket slung over her arm. "And?" he asked, lips quirking. "Hydration is important."

His laughter echoed off the windows. Buttercup turned to face him, her eyes wide. She had to get out of there; had to get those girls out of there. Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes, focusing her energy on releasing her bonds. With a small burst of power, she snapped the ropes holding her wrists, then kicked out with her right leg to punch the closest dark elf in the gut. She held her hand up towards Fat Boy, sending a surge of power out of herself towards the thug. It connected, sending him sprawling along the tile and almost dumping him into the pool. He saw where he headed, panicked, and then scrambled backwards away from the edge of the pool. Buttercup then turned to lash out at

I just am. The last one of the three seemed a bit younger than them but only by a year maybe if not a couple of months. I think my lips parted a bit when I saw him considering he looked a fucking lot like me compared to the rest. He hard the same black hair with his straight instead and it flowed down to his ears. He had the exact same ice blue eyes as me which I've noticed I share with the others as well. He looked positive as fuck with an ear-to-ear grin. I noticed a smiley face tattoo on his neck as well. I'm calling him... bubbles. Yea, who cares if it's a childish temporary name. I was brought back to earth when Luciano cleared his throat from beside me, grabbing everyone's attention an

she had made extras. Nate and Logan went for the extra mini chocolate cupcakes she had leftover and stuffed themselves with a few. I needed to take a nice long bath to relax. The day had been both exciting and stressful. I let the boys have their fun as they made their way to the media room to play video games and watch a movie. I filled the tub with hot water, bubble bath soap in milk and honey, dropped a bit of vanilla and brown sugar bath salt and waited for the tub to fill.

To win votes for the school's annual honors award, my stingy roommate picked rotten fruit out of the trash and made it into fruit cups for our classmates. The moment I found out, I rushed to stop them from eating it. Instead, they accused me of being jealous and tore into me for trying to ruin their chances. That very night, they were rushed to the hospital with severe food poisoning. Afterward, my roommate framed me, claiming I had deliberately poisoned the fruit because I did not want her to win the school honors award. She even hid a bottle of pesticide in my locker and convinced our other two roommates to lie for her. With no way to prove my innocence, I became the target of furious