10-6-10

12:44am

Summary–Romance is already a tricky topic, and the girls learn from first-hand experience...if you want something to happen, you need to make it happen. A chapter for each pairing of Blossom/Brick, Buttercup/Butch and Bubbles/Boomer.

Disclaimer–I do not own The Powerpuff Girls, which belongs to its respective owner(s) and is only being used in a fan-made, fictional story.

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Title–Do the Don'ts

Chapter 3–Seal the Deal (Bubbles/Boomer)

By–Moon Prynces

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Not everyone knew this, but she was an impatient person. Good-natured and loving, sure, but unable to take the suspense and anticipation, none-the-less. Everyone assumed it would be Buttercup bouncing anxiously in her seat or telling someone to hurry up.

It was just one of the little things Bubbles tried to keep control of. She never wanted to seem rude or ungrateful, but waiting was sometimes too much.

Still, no matter how she tried to keep it away from most people's attention...he knew.

He'd known from the beginning that when she started bouncing on her feet (if she was standing) that she needed to be somewhere else. That when she started biting her lip and twisting her mouth from side to side she was just waiting to say something. And when she started snapping her fingers (for no apparent reason) she was reading something or listening to someone, and just looking for a specific piece of information to be presented.

Yeah, Boomer knew Bubbles pretty well actually. He had to, seeing as he liked her and they were kind of seeing each other. And even though she sometimes considered it another flaw, wishing she could keep as composed as Blossom was (most of the time), Boomer just smiled and shook his head.

"Hey!" she said happily, skipping over to his locker at the end of the day. "Sorry I took so long. Ms. Hanson just remembered this assignment she was supposed to give out and then I got caught up talking to Angela about gym class and–"

"Okay, don't worry about it," he said, pulling out one last book before closing the locker. "You ready to go?"

"Yup," Bubbles said cheerfully, eager to start the weekend.

The two began their walk to the school's main entrance. The hallways were pretty much empty already so they didn't need to deal with the fuss of a crowd trampling each other for freedom.

"So what're you gonna be up to this weekend?" she asked.

Boomer glanced at her quickly – just a flicker of the eyes – before staring ahead again. "Well, I'm going on a date."

Bubbles blinked in confusion and turned to look at him. "Oh..." she responded awkwardly. "Uh...I thought..." she tried to say, but it was all low and mumbled. "Anyone I know?" Bubbles finally questioned, trying not to look hurt.

He grinned. "Yes."

Boomer turned to stare at her.

They made it to the open doors and paused just outside. He kept looking at her with that grin. And then she got it.

"Oh!" Bubbles gasped, eyes widening. "Right! I knew that," she said with a wry smile. "I mean who else would date you?"

Boomer shook his head and they continued down the steps, where a few people were milling around. "Apparently you."

Bubbles ignored this. "So when is this date? Where are we going?"

They made it to her car and stopped to look at each other. "We're going...to do stuff. And we should probably do it tonight so that when it goes well we'll have a reason to want to see each other on Sa–"

Bubbles slapped a hand over his mouth. "Alright, I get it. So you want a ride or what?"

Boomer just shook his head and took a step back. "No, I'm gonna meet up with someone in a sec." And he took a few more steps, still watching her. "So six o'clock, right?"

"Right," she waved as he left.

Now Bubbles wasn't the type to start freaking out over things the way her sisters did. In fact, her entire relationship with Boomer had always been pretty easy-going and...easy.

But it figured her sisters would try to "help" with their own past experiences.

"What are you going to wear?" Blossom asked, going through Bubbles' closet.

Buttercup rolled her eyes from where she reclined on Bubbles' bed. "I think you should be worrying about what you'll be doing. He didn't say anything so I'm guessing it's something pervy."

"It's Boomer, not Butch," Blossom replied, holding up a dress and looking it over.

Buttercup suppressed a retort. "Anyway," she said, stressing the word, and then turned to her younger sister. "Aren't you a little nervous? It's your first date with him. I know you guys have hung out a lot but this is different, right?"

Bubbles finally looked up from her book. "Why are you two in here?" she asked and shook her head to herself. "I really didn't need any help."

"But this is your first date!" Blossom argued after putting the dress back in the closet. "And you haven't kissed him yet either!"

Blossom and Buttercup exchanged a look before the latter sat up straighter.

"Have you?" Buttercup questioned.

Bubbles sighed and began putting away the books on her desk. So much for getting homework out of the way before the date.

She let her sisters wait expectantly before turning to them.

"Yes, this is the first actual date. And no we have not kissed. But why do I need to worry about everything? It'll just happen," Bubbles shrugged. "And it's not even five yet, so why are you bugging me now?"

"She's got a point," Buttercup said, looking to her older sister. "I'm gonna watch TV." And she got up to leave.

"So," Blossom began, looking unsure. "You don't want to ask us anything or get advice at all?"

Buttercup paused in the doorway and glanced back.

Bubbles just smiled. "Nope, I'm good." She picked up a novel on her way to her bed. "In fact, why aren't you two out with your own boyfriends? You both are well past first dates, right?" Bubbles grinned suggestively.

Blossom's eyes widened and Buttercup made a quick escape.

And really, Bubbles was right. She didn't need to worry about the date (even if it was her first with Boomer) because they went ice skating (something she was a pro at) and then got ice cream (did he know she'd had a craving earlier or what?) before taking a longer route to walk home.

Nothing went wrong. There wasn't a thing to worry about!

Except something was nagging at the back of her mind, trying to make itself known, and she couldn't remember what.

"You okay?" Boomer asked, catching sight of the concentrated face Bubbles made with head tilted down.

"What?" she asked back, looking up quickly. "Oh, I don't know."

When he raised a brow she spoke again.

"It's just...there's something I'm supposed to remember." Bubbles said thoughtfully.

Boomer grinned. "Something like, how you're supposed to go home and tell your sisters what an awesome time you had?" he suggested, making her smile. But then he frowned and said, "Or something like, you're supposed to warn me that your sisters are waiting to harm me in case you go home crying?"

At his very realistic assumptions Bubbles started laughing out loud.

"Maybe you're right on both counts," she said in-between the chuckles. "Blossom and Buttercup probably are waiting at home for me to tell them about our first da–"

And it was on this word she stopped suddenly and paused in her footsteps.

The kiss! They hadn't kissed!

Bubbles stood there with wide eyes in horror.

Oh shoot, she had totally forgotten (what with having a good time and all).

"Hey."

The voice made her blink, clearing away her thoughts and forcing her eyes to refocus.

"You okay?" Boomer asked for the second time in ten minutes.

"Uh-huh," she replied absently.

"Alright then, we're here," he announced, and Bubbles looked up in complete surprise as they stood right in front of her house.

She gazed at it carefully, but either her sisters were very good at their spying or they weren't looking out for her after all.

This was it. The end of the date. Maybe they would kiss. Maybe they wouldn't. Should they? Was it too soon for something like that? Was she ready for it?

Bubbles looked down in thought as they walked up to her front door.

"So," Boomer started. "What exactly are you going to tell your sisters? Just so I know whether I can call later or not," he grinned charmingly.

Bubbles looked up at him and stared blankly. "I think I'll just leave it a complete surprise," she responded with a hesitant smile.

They stood there and stared at each other. It didn't seem like he would kiss her.

In actuality Boomer was just waiting for her to pull out her keys and open the door. He didn't want to leave without making sure she got inside – otherwise her sisters might really kill him. In fact, he himself hadn't given much (or any) thought to whether or not they would kiss on this first date.

He didn't think anything weird as they stood there and just looked at each other for the next few moments. He was still grinning, but her smile had dropped and she was just watching him carefully.

When an entire minute passed Boomer raised his eyebrows. "So..." he dragged out the word. "Did you forget your keys?" he asked.

Bubbles stared a few seconds more before shaking her head at herself. She opened her mouth to say something but then changed her mind and went digging around in her bag.

Well, she had told her sisters that whatever happens, happens. So there was no need to feel all disappointed. Besides, her relationship with Boomer shouldn't be forced or anything. There was no need to rush; it was only the first date. They had only just started dating!

She pulled out the keys and looked up at him. He was still waiting patiently with a smile (and a quirked eyebrow).

And it was then that Bubbles realized she really wanted that kiss. But unlike her sisters (who were at the window by now, watching discreetly) she didn't let herself get worked up just thinking about it.

She dropped the keys and grabbed his face with both hands, pulling it down until his lips (ungracefully) landed on her own.

Bubbles smiled in the kiss at his initial surprise, and that he had no idea what to do with his own hands (they were outside her house after all).

It didn't matter though, because she pulled away before he could respond at all. It was just a few centimeters of space and her eyes were still closed (and she guessed so were his).

"Sorry," Bubbles said with a happy sigh and small smile.

"It's okay," he breathed out, causing her to open her eyes and find him looking at her. "I know you're kind of...impatient."

And then Boomer grinned at the surprise that lit up her face.

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10-7-10

1:45am

So yes, this chapter is longer than the previous two but that's good. It is also the final chapter for this fic and that's that.

Thanks for reading, and feel free to tell me what you think.

10-13-10

10:58pm