PR: Everyday Simulations

Disclaimer: I don't own anything except the plot line.

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Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep… click, fwoosh.

Clack clack clack.

The faint sound of muffled steps resound through the long empty corridors. Coming to an abrupt halt, three shady figures paused at the crossroad of hallways. Pressed against the walls one peeked around the corner.

When the halls proved empty a hand signal was given before they took off once more, branching out down the different paths.

Silent as a ghost the slim figure on the central path traversed the long winding corridors, pausing every so often at the crossroads to check for life.

A glint of light and soft buzzing caused a pause in step. Ducking into a hall the shadow glimpsed around the corner to see a small, almost inconspicuous, wall camera swaying lazily to and fro.

Sliding to the very edge of the hall, one arm slipped around the corner. With a quiet snap a tiny silver blur shot out of the black gloved hand.

The soft buzz instantly vanished as the camera died out, it's power cable dangling uselessly at it's side.

Slipping back down the halls the black clad figure halted at a pair of large steel doors. A small key pad and scanner was mounted on the wall beside it.

Shuffling through a chest pocket, a small container was produced. Twisting the lid off, the person dusted a light coating of powder over the pad. A fingerprint promptly appeared as the powder stuck.

Pressing a thumb over the previous print caused the screen to flicker to life. A few cheerful beeps and access was granted as grinding gears pulled the door open for a moment before it closed once more.

"Hey! Who are you?" one of two rather large men within the room shouted startling awake his dozing companion. Both shot to their feet, snatching for the weapons hitched at their sides.

Before they could react the intruder dropped to the ground sliding forward. With an amazing display of flexibility, the person landed a well aimed double kick to the underside of both jaws.

One man fell to the ground unconscious as the other stumbled back. His gun sliding across the metal floor only to stop at the foot of his attacker.

Panic stricken he lunged for the large emergency lever on the wall. His fingers curled around cool metal as he pulled down.

The lever didn't budge.

A glance to the right had him howling in fright as a pair of magenta orbs stared him down from beneath the hood. The intruder was holding the lever with one hand as if it were nothing, even as the man pushed his weight onto it while he fell.

Before he could utter another sound a gloved hand shot out knocking him squarely in the temple. He collapsed to the ground.

The hooded figure proceeded to drag him over to his companion propping them against each other before tying them together with a rope. Two cloths were pulled from another hidden pocket and used as gags.

A glance over confirmed this as the security mainframe. Along the walls were dozens of monitors that flashed to different scenes every so often.

"I'm in." The figure called into a hidden microphone, striding over to the keyboards. "Status report."

"No problems on this end." a soft, yet high voice chimed.

"Bumped into a few guards, but nothing I couldn't handle." a slightly deeper voice called. "Hows it looking so far Crimson?"

"I've almost cracked the code. I'll give you two a layout in a moment." clattering keys resounded through the room, the central screen rapidly filling with letters and numbers. Moments later the screen flashed blue before changing to a map of the building. "Alright, I got it. Aqua it looks like your the closest to our target. Take a left at the next juncture and continue down the hall. Take the second right and you'll come to a dead end, there should be an air duct on the left side of the ceiling."

"Got it." The high pitched voice of 'Aqua' rang through the headset. A dainty figure appeared on the screen then. A soft clatter sounded before the figure disappeared. "Ok. Where to now?"

"It's gonna be a bit difficult to communicate while you're up there so I need you to remember the directions. You're going to go to the south of your current position. Take the fourth right, second left, third left, first right, and then you will reach a series of stacks. You'll need to climb up a level and you'll end up right next to the target room. Once there communication will be reestablished. I'll guide you more once you get there."

"Alright. Be hearing you soon." after repeating the directions over, Aqua proceeded into the ceiling ducts and the shuffling sounds were replaced by static.

Pink eyes flashed over the screen once more as several different locations appeared on the monitor. "Alright Jade, your gonna be- Jade, what are you doing?"

"Noffing." came a muffled reply.

"Are you eating?"

"Noo."

"Jade."

"…"

"JADE!"

"I DIDN'T HAVE BREAKFAST YET!" Jade whisper shouted into the headset.

"Ugh!" Face palming the figure seated before the monitor growled quietly. "I can't believe you sometimes… j-just, just get to your station."

"I'm already there. How do you think I got the food?"

"Ok, just wait until I give you the signal. Until then try not to get caught."

"Duh."

"Am I interrupting something?"

"Aqua! Thank you! At least someones paying attention!"

"I heard that."

"You were supposed to."

"Hello. Person dangling in air vent here. Can we stop fighting and get on with this?"

"Does this mean I can fight now?"

"…Ugh! Just make sure you cause enough of a commotion to get their attention."

"Yah, whatever C., just as long as I get to pound somebody's face in."

A loud blast was heard then as the room literally shook. Crimson ignored it as the alarm sounded loudly in the background. The once clear halls on the monitors now swarmed with people. Most wore sleep styled outfits while some were in disheveled blue uniforms. It was like stepping on a ant hill as they ran around in all directions.

"Ok Aqua. You can go in now. The floors cleared." Crimson called as all life on the upper level was directed below.

"I almost got it… just a little more…"

Crimson watched Aqua's progress over the monitors. The dainty figure was hanging from a ceiling vent, slowly slicing a hole into the large glass display case at the center of the room.

Within a few moments the glass was shifted out of the way and a medium sized object was removed. It was long and rectangular with a rounded end on one side. What really stood out though was the long, vertical, ebony grooves that stretched from one end to the other. Between each was tendrils of neon blue that pulsed as if they possessed a life of their own.

"Yes! I got it!"

"Good work Aqua. Now we just have to get Jade before the 'fireworks' start." Crimson proceeded to type at the keyboards, wiping out all traces of their presence. "Ok Aqua, there shouldn't be any interference this time so I uploaded the data straight to your head set. We'll need to head to the mess hall and then get the heck out."

"I really wish Jade didn't go overboard so much."

"No kidding. See ya on the other side."

Reaching up into the hood, a long black, visor like item was pulled down covering the glowing orbs. A flash of red shone from the headset for a moment before the figure got up from the computers. The pair of guards were unbound and left on the floor, as the figure slipped out of the room.

BOOM BOOM CRASH

Echo's of destruction resound through the halls shaking the structure. Jade was really letting loose this time. The black clad figure flashed down the halls, neon red layouts of the area overlapping the corridors beneath the visor giving perfect directions.

Destination reached, the mess hall was now on the other side of the wall. Unfortunately the door was on the opposite side and the little timer in the top left of the screen was running out.

"Well. The place is coming down anyway." Black gloves tightened as one arm drew back.

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BBBOOOOOOMMMM!

Chunks of metal and stone flew in every direction, dust pouring through the room. From the smoke flashed a strip of blood red light as a silhouette appeared. Ivory white teeth glowed in a malicious grin as the dust settled to reveal Crimson standing proudly amidst the rubble.

Within the room, the occupants scattered. Overturned, broken, or completely demolished tables littered the floors. Mountains of unconscious, beaten bodies lay scattered throughout the area. Some on the floors, others draped over the broken tables and debris. Others still hung from the walls, or crumpled on the ground in their own personal craters.

At the very center of the room stood Jade clad in similar attire to the newest visitor. The difference was that Jade had the hood down, revealing raven hair pulled back into a ponytail. The sleeves of the jacket were torn off as well, exposing slim but muscular arms. A visor of black covered the eyes, biohazard green light blazing beneath.

Most of the solders within the room were preoccupied with Jade as countless approached only to be roughly beaten back. The lucky ones received nothing more than a punch or kick before flying through the air in random directions. The unfortunates were subject to multiple hits before being tossed back from whence they came.

Body's were flown around the room like rag dolls, maniacal laughter echoing loudly amidst the screams of terror. They were being toyed with. They were no match for the brute strength of this monster. Many opted to flee from this maddened entity, with it's sadistic grin and torn clothes, leaving their comrades in it's deathly grips.

Crimson joined Jade as the two showed no mercy, savagely destroying every attempt the solders made. Blood splattered across the two forms as the raven crushed the opponents nose. The other opted for more precise blows, solders crumpling into unconsciousness from single hits, the stronger ones regrettably aware of the pain as they soared into tables and comrades alike.

A third joined the fray then, Aqua's neon blue light shining from the coal black visor. Thundering sound erupt like sonic blasts, the conscious solders dropping like flies, grasping at their ears, writhing in pain.

Wind whipped around the room as three twisters of magenta, green, and blue appeared, sucking up their helpless victims only to toss them aside like trash.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Metal and concrete scattered across the room as yet more holes were blasted in the wall before the ceiling began to collapse.

The entire structure quaked as explosion after earth shattering explosion erupt in the distance drawing closer by the second.

The hooded figures lazily vanished amidst the chaos and destruction even as the building became engulfed in flame. One last flash of light from the visors shone in the distance as the structure went tumbling down.

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Beep Beep Beep Whoosh

All sounds of destruction came to an abrupt halt, replaced by the loud whirring of a machine as it powered down. Damaged walls and blazing fires melted into white.

"BOOYA! I totally OWNED!" jumping around in excitement, 'Jade' pulled the hooded jacket and visor off to reveal emerald eyes and a green t-shirt with 'BC Baby' printed across the chest. "I think I even beat my last record. How'd you do Bubb's?"

"Well I'm proud to report that I DID get the target this time." 'Aqua' squealed, bouncing up and down, hands clapping in glee. "Thanks Bloss! I never could have done it without you!"

"Not a problem Bubbles. You did very well this time." 'Crimson' or Blossom, stated pulling back her hood, allowing a long braid of fiery red hair to fall. Unzipping the jacket, she crossed her arms over her chest. "Buttercup on the other hand, though I admit did well as a distraction, shouldn't have let HERSELF get distracted so easily."

"I was HUNGRY!" Buttercup whined walking towards a pair of large steel doors. "It's not my fault you had us doing this before breakfast."

"We do this every Monday Buttercup. You should be used to it by now." Blossom followed her green sister out, waiting patiently for Bubbles to join them. "Alright, you two should get ready for school, I'll start on breakfast."

"Isn't it my turn for breakfast though?" Bubbles quipped, skipping ahead of her sisters before turning back with her hands placed cutely beneath her chin. "You did it last week Bloss."

"That's ok Bubbles. You two have to change before you go to school. I don't have to be ready for another hour or two."

"Bloss, have I ever told you, you work too much?" Buttercup questioned turning to her redheaded sister.

"Only every day." Blossom sighed.

"Cause you're turning into a workaholic. Take a break already."

"You know I can't do that Buttercup."

"The towns not gonna burn down if you take one day off you know." Bubbles latched onto her 'older' sisters arm. "Please Bloss! Come to school with us today."

"And what about my patients?"

"So a couple of villains don't get their temper shots. Big whoop." Crossing her arms behind her head, Buttercup paused in front of the bathroom. "It's not like you'll be doing anything in class anyway. You can just catch up on whatevers on your laptop."

Blossom glanced between Bubbles's pleading eyes and Buttercup's bored, though in actuality also pleading, expression. The green had gotten nearly as good at hiding emotions over the years as she was. They weren't about to let her off the hook this time… sighing in defeat the redhead conceded.

"Yes! I'll go start on breakfast, you two get ready for school!" Bubbles skipped merrily down the hall as Blossom turned back to her room.

She was really turning into a big softie. It was so hard to say no to them. Blossom proceeded to change into a pair of baggy jeans and a fitted tank-top. Her taste in clothes had changed over the years, the red dress traded in for long pants or shorts. Just like Buttercup, she now refused to wear dresses and skirts. They just made things difficult, often gaining her unwanted attention.

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Making her way to the kitchen, the pink Puff paused as her green eyed sister stepped into the hall. She was still wearing the same shirt she had on before but now had a pair of cargos and combat boots on. Nodding silently, the two continued down the hall.

The table was already set, a mountain of pancakes pilled on a plate in the center. Bubbles was hovering around the table filling a few glasses of juice as well before she noticed them.

Her face lit up as she smiled at the two. Even after years of heroics Bubbles had the same old bubbly personality. Her hair was still kept in pigtails at the top of her head though now they were much longer reaching down to the middle of her back. At the moment there were a pair of fuzzy scrunchies holding them up. She had on a baby blue, fitted, off the shoulder t-shirt with shorts and a pair of dark blue converse. Unlike her sisters, Bubbles had no problem with skirts or dresses but she still opted not to wear them too often.

Breakfast was loud that day. Bubbles was obviously excited about getting her sister to come with them and was rambling non stop. Buttercup, though not as noticeably, was quite enthusiastic as well. It wasn't often that they managed to get the pink Puff to come to school with them. It wasn't like she had to go after all, technically she had already graduated. She just stuck around for her sisters sake.

Buttercup often got into trouble whenever she wasn't around. And Bubbles tended to have boyfriend problems on a regular basis. More than that they just liked spending time together, even though, as Buttercup so blatantly states, 'they have to do crappy school work'.

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Blossom took one last look at her reflection. Bubbles always said she had changed the most of the Puffs. Blossom honestly never noticed. Sure she didn't wear dresses anymore but neither did Buttercup.

Her hair was just as long, if not a little longer than before as it reached the back of her knees. Her baggy jeans hung loosely about her hips, a couple of belts holding it on. A tank-top hugged her curves snugly, unfortunately that made her chest stand out a little though. On her head in place of her bow was a red and black decorated cap that drooped to the side slightly. Her old bow had long since torn and the two pieces were now wrapped around her wrists, just behind her fingerless gloves. Hanging at her side was a large messenger bag with pink and red designs on it's black surface.

Ok maybe she did change a bit. It's not like she could help it though. She was still the kind, academic loving Puff she was before. She just grew up is all. It wasn't like she could stay a kid forever, especially after what happened before the Professors accident.

Blossom quickly shook her head ridding herself of those thoughts. Snatching up the keys, she made her way to the garage locking the door behind her. Buttercup and Bubbles were already waiting in the car. Bubbles in her usual spot on the center of the back seat, Buttercup riding shotgun as she lazily dangled over the door frame waiting.

They both perked up noticeably when she got into the car. Starting the engine, Blossom pulled out of the garage and turned down the long drive. They had moved from the old house quite a while back and were now living in a much more … rural area.

Bubbles was quite pleased with the move seeing as she loved nature. Buttercup wasn't quite so impressed. For a while she suffered from pavement withdraws and grumbled about why they had moved to the middle of nowhere. She readily changed her opinion once she realized she could make as much noise as she wanted without getting in trouble though.

Bubbles chittered happily the whole way down the winding road making conversation enough for both her sisters. She didn't seem to mind that neither of the two really talked back, just enjoyed her time with them.

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Pulling into the school parking lot, Blossom stopped in her usual spot. She was honestly surprised that someone else didn't already claim it, after all she hardly ever used it.

Getting out of the car, Blossom froze on the spot. She had a sneaking suspicion that someone was watching her. The Puff brushed it off after a while, this was high school after all. There was always at least one person looking at one point or another, they weren't famous for nothing.

Once on campus, Bubbles was nearly surrounded by her many friends as they chirped and twittered like a flock of birds. Buttercup and Blossom squeezed their way out of the group leaving Bubbles to her own little world. Neither of the older Puffs liked crowds very much.

Buttercup's small group of friends popped up out of virtually nowhere then.

"Mornin BC! Whose your- woah, if it isn't miss Blossom herself. Come to join the land of mortals I see." Mitch hardly changed at all, he had toned down a bit but was still a troublemaker like no other.

The boy had developed something between a skater and punk style over the years. He had on a dark black shirt with the same old 'Mitch Rocks' print, over a long sleeved white shirt. Long blue jeans shorts flared over his legs. On his feet were seemingly oversized skater shoes and, oddly enough, neon green socks. He was also sporting bandages around one knee, probably from another skateboard accident. Said board was tucked under one arm, the poor thing really needed to be retired already covered in dents and scratches as it was. Blossom swore she could even see duck tape in some spots.

"Hiya Blossom- haven't seen you around- in ages." The Floyjoydsen twins called finishing each others sentences. Those two were, if anything, exactly the same as they had been before.

Through she could easily tell the two apart the only visible differences were the colors they chose to wear. Both sported long-sleeved black shirts and striped overshirts. But while Floyd wore blue with long pants, Harry wore red with shorts.

It seemed they weren't up for the usual game of 'Who's who' on this particular day. As a result Floyd and Harry's usual mops of shaggy black hair were pulled back. Floyd using a small band to tie it while Harry popped on a couple of red and black hair clips in his favorite 'X' fashion. Without the hair in their faces anyone who paid a lick of attention could easily tell the two apart, their miss matched orange and silver eyes standing out against caramel tanned flesh.

"Hi guys." Blossom greeted the twins before playfully cuffing Mitch on the shoulder.

"Oh, the AGONY!" Mitch wailed, dramatically clutching his arm before flopping onto the ground. He lay there for a moment completely ignoring the weird looks he was getting. After a while he popped back up, sitting in the middle of the sidewalk as if nothing had happened. "Seriously though. WHERE have you been girl?"

"We thought- you fell- off the planet- or somthing."

"You know Blossom, workaholic." Buttercup jabbed her sister lightly in the side at this.

"I am not a workaholic." Blossom defended.

Four pairs of eyes stared blankly back at the pink Puff. "Oh shut up!" Pouting slightly, Blossom folded her arms. From the corner of her eye she saw the twins grin at each other before moving to stand on either side of her.

"You know we love ya, right Bloss?" Grinning cheekily they wrapped their arms around her waist before planting their chins on her shoulders.

The pink Puff tried to ignore them but once she felt Buttercup drape herself over her shoulders, Blossom couldn't stop her lips from twitching up.

"Hey! What about me?" Mitch whined jumping up. "I want a hug too!"

The twins intercepted him, shifting slightly in front of her and blocking his path. "What about you?" Floyd questioned. "Yah. You're just a perv." Harry finished. Both twins stuck their tongues at him.

"Ugh! Fine then! I see how it is!" Mitch scowled, arms crossed as he turned his back on them. "Some friends you are."

Buttercup sighed over Blossoms shoulder, eyes rolling in exasperation. "Oh, get over here you drama queen."

Mitch didn't need to be told twice, he was there in seconds flat, worming his way between the twins and throwing his arms around both Blossom and Buttercup. "I knew you guys loved me!"

Harry and Floyd shook their heads at their friends antics. "Somebody's had-one too many-falls." peeking over Blossoms head the continued conversing. "You think he's got brain damage?" Harry questioned. "This is Mitch we're talking about. I wouldn't put it past him." Floyd replied.

"Hello? Standing right here." Mitch grumbled.

"We know." The twins chirped, smiling brightly as if they hadn't just been talking about him. Their heads spun around then as they turned like startled ferrets when the bell rang loudly behind them. "Well, time for class."

Wrapping an arm around each shoulder the twins pried Mitch off of Blossom before dragging him off between them.

"My friends." Buttercup murmured in an agonized tone as she shook her head. She stooped down to pick up Mitch's forgotten skateboard. "They're insane, but you gotta love em."

Blossom just chuckled as she followed them to class. They were so weird. But then again what was normal? If it meant being like everyone else than she'd rather be weird. Normal seemed pretty boring in her opinion.

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Opening the door to class, Blossom was nearly tackled by a frantic Mitch. "I CAN'T FIND JEWEL!" he screeched, running around the room in frantic circles as he practically yanked his hair out.

"Looking for this?" Buttercup held his skateboard up over her head. Mitch stopped on a dime, staring at the battle scared board.

"JEWEL!" he zipped clear across the room as if he himself possessed super speed. Snatching the board from her hand, he cradled it against his chest petting it like a cat. "My baby! Daddy's sorry! I'll never leave you behind again!"

"Dude, are you high?" one of the students in class questioned, staring at Mitch as if he had grown a second head.

"No. I had fifteen Pixie Sticks and a two liter bottle of Mountain Dew for breakfast though." Mitch blabbed in a speedy voice before giving the girl a wide eyed grin, looking for all the world like a mental patient. He dashed off to his desk at the back of the room then.

Blossom could only stare after the boy. Leaning over, she whispered to Buttercup. "Is he ok?"

"Yep. Don't worry, he'll be out like a light as soon as Mr. Kazuhiro walks in."

Buttercup was right. The second the teacher stepped into the class, Mitch was curled in his chair, feet propped over the desk, snoring quietly.

Shaking her head once more, Blossom put her bag in her lap, pulling out her blood red laptop. She placed it gently on her desk before powering it on, only slightly paying attention to the teacher.

She was partially aware of Mr. Kazuhiro saying something about new students. Blossom glanced up then as she heard Buttercup's sharp intake of breath. Her green eyed sister was glowering, fists clenched at her side as she grit her teeth. Eyebrows furrowed, the pink Puff glanced up to the front of class.

Her heart nearly skipped a beat as she locked eyes with the last three people she wanted to be seeing any time soon.

SNORE!

'Damn Mitch.'

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Wahoo! This was just a little plot bunny I had hopping around in my head. I really wanted to turn it into a story but I kept telling myself not to start on a second story when I didn't finish my first one.

I ended up writing this anyway so that I don't end up forgetting it. I'm pretty forgetful after all. -_-'

I'm planning on turning this into a story at some point in the future but for now I just decided to put it up and leave it there so it docent end up in some forgotten corner of my brain collecting dust.

I don't know when I'll update this, it'll probably be left on hiatus until whatever time I finish my other story. Who knows, I might update it on occasions. If I get enough reviews for it I might even start writing it while I write Ragnarök but for now it's just gonna be hanging around.

And before someone points it out I do know that the twins names are actually Floyd and Lloyd but I kept mixing them up and decided to change it to Floyd and Harry.

Well as you may know this is now my revised version of the story. I know I didn't change much about this chapter but I'm probably gonna be adding on a few after this one to give the characters more time to interact and such since I feel I've been just kicking the story along without explaining things enough. Someone also pointed out to me that they do not believe the puffs would fight this way and hurt people like they did. Therefore I would like to point out that it wasn't something that actually happened, it was all just a simulation, but even if it were this isn't a story that's rainbows and sunshine. No matter how nice it is to think you can, there really is no way to help or please everyone. That said, if the girls were to always save the villains it just means those baddies can come back to fight them again, so while they have left them behind in dire circumstances, they still leave a window of opportunity as Blossom showed by untying the guards before she left. Meaning they didn't kill them but they aren't going to save them either.