Hey all of my fans! I am back with the final chapter of Play Date! Yeah yeah I know, it's so sad that it's the end. But hey. A entire day can only last 24 hours, and even then a bunch of five year olds can play for only about 12 of those hours. Anyways...I was thinking of doing a follow up story based off of this, when they're like 6 or 7 but that only depends if you guys want me too. Otherwise, I'll just forget about it. Enough of my blah blah blah. I give you ...um...whatever chapter this is! I think 5! Oh whatever, it's the last one.

Chapter 5: They Shall Call Me Butch, Lord of the Flames

Blossom backstroke to the edge of the pool, then be used her upper arms to lift herself out of the water beside Brady, Butch, and Buttercup. Using her wrinkled fingers she brushed her stringy orange hair down her back. Studying her arms for a moment, she realized how how much Sun she had gotten. Her entire skin tone had darkened like a Native American's just since this morning. She glanced over her shoulder. Brady, Butch, and Buttercup were all darker in color too.

Bunny, Bubbles, and Boomer played Marco Polo together, while Brick was stretched out on the diving bored, laying on his stomache. Bunny was swimming around the deep end of the pool like she had been doing it her whole life. No one could have guessed that just a few hours ago she was scared out of her bathing suit skirt to swim without her water floaters. Boomer and Bubbles tried suppressing giggles maneuvered around Bunny.

Brady sloshed his legs in the pool water, absent mindedly creating world pools as he watched the clouds. The sun was starting to go down. The light was golden an the sky was pinkish orange with a little purplish blue. It had been about 1:30 when they started swimming but it was probably close to 8:00 now. His toes felt print from swimming and his stomache growled. Brady silently wondered if his mom was home and if dinner ways ready.

Buttercup leaned back, the palms of her hands wrapped in the softness of the grass. She was mildly aware of how close Butch was sitting next to her, but thought of it as natural. Her hair was nearly dry, starting to perk up into its triangular hairstyle. She wondered why her hair was like that, but according to her mom, it had always been like that. She felt a tap on her shoulder. She whirled around to face a pair of mischievous forestry green eyes. She knew the look he had. She felt giddy with anticipation, but of course she didn't let him know that.

Blossom glanced up, watching her sister and Butch skeptically. He leaned closer to her, his lips centimeters from her ear. He whispered something, then Buttercup's emerald eyes glowed with delight. Blossom bit her lower lip while the two greens shot to their feet. She could only imagine what those two were planning.

Butch and Buttercup casually passed behind Blossom, and skirted around the pool. Blossom inhaled sharply. Butch and Buttercup inched closer to Brick, Buttercup at his feet, Butch near his head. They shared a silent nod. Then they grabbed him by his arms an feet. Brick claimed and growled, but the two greens had a death grip on his wrists and ankles. He yanked his right arm free, but not before he was tossed into the chilly water.

Brick broke the surface instantly, snarling at Butch and Buttercup. "What the heck guys! I was dry!"

Buttercup shrugged with a smile tugging at the corner of her mouth. "We though you needs to cool off."

"Cool off?! The sun is going down an the water is cold!" Brick stuttered back. His teeth were chattering and his lips were turning blue. He shivered over to the side of the pool where Blossom helped him out of the water.

Blossom draped his red towel over his shoulders, hoping that he would be warm enough. "Is that better?"

"Y-yeah. Thanks Bloss." He chartered back. They sat down on one of the lounge chairs, staring at the sky changing colors over the fence. Blossom sighed steadily, a giggle escaping. Brick cast her a side long glance. "You alright?" Already he was warming up from his dip in the pool.

Blossom smiled tenderly, her rosy eyes trained on the horizon. "I don't do this often anymore. Look at the sunset I mean. It feels nice to sit here with you."

Brick felt his heart race quicken. Blood rushed to his cheeks and he felt relieved that Blossom was still focused on the soft pinks, fiery oranges, electric reds, and inky blue hues of the sky. "Y-yeah," he stammered, debating whether he should try holding her hand. He decided against it when Brady, Bunny, Boomer, and Bubbles stampeded in their direction.

Bunny had her towel wrapped around her shoulders and her teeth were chattering. Brady had his towel around himself so it looked like he was wearing a Roman toga. Bubbles and Boomer were walking slowly, their lips as blue as their bathing suits.

"It got c-c-cold fast." Brady muttered, rubbing his arms.

"At least you weren't thrown in against your will." Brick huffed, slightly annoyed. Brady thought that he had problems.

Bubbles tried to smile but her teeth kept rattling inside her head. "I-I-I wonder w-w-what's for dinner."

A click behind them astonished. They all turned around to find Mrs Utonium on the back deck. She had black hair that curled at the ends and bright blue eyes.

Bunny ran up to her mom to give her a hug. Mrs Utonium smiled, grasping her daughter's hand instead. "Hey sweetie! But I don't want to get soaked like you munchkins."

"Hi mom!" Bubbles and Blossom synchronized.

"'Sup mom?" Buttercup's voice echoed around the yard. She bounced off of the diving board, soared over Butch's head, and landed with a huge splash.

Butch grinned. "Great splash, BC." He complimented when she broke the surface.

"Don't compliment me, dude!" Buttercup rolled her eyes resisting a smile as she swam toward the edge of the pool leaving a very confused looking Butch.

"You kids must be freezing!" Mrs Utonium planted her hands on her hips in a scolding position. "Get dressed into some warm clothes."

Bubbles crossedher arms in disappointment. "Do the boys have to leave now?"

Mrs Utonium smiled, using her fingertips to brush her hair out of her face. "I actually just spoke with Ms Jojo a little while ago-"

"How long have you been home?" Buttercup interrupted. Her stringy black hair clung to her face, her green towel wrapped snugly around her shoulders. Butch ran up to the ring of kids, his hair falling out of its volcano look, his towel wrapped around his waist.

"About a half hour. Anyways. If the boys would like to, they can stay for dinner."

An eruption of 'yes's erupted around and a few girly giggles-one of which belonged to Boomer. Mrs Utonium at the group of kindergartners. "Okay. Go get changed then meet us back out the patio." She turned back towards the house, but somebody called after her.

"Why would we eat dinner outside?" Brady asked.

Mrs Utonium grinned slyly at the blank stares from the boys. Apparently they had never had a dinner outside before. "It's a surprise. Now go get changed!" She turned briskly on her heel, black hair flouncing, and went back in the house.

Buttercup jabbed Bubbles in the ribs, and she kicked Blossom in the shin. "Which one of you slow pokes wants to race me to our room?"

"Who you calling slowpoke fat head!?" Bubbles shot back, getting into a running stance.

"Go!" Blossom yelled, dashing off at a brisk pace. Buttercup and Bubbles chased after her, Bubbles pulling ahead of the pack by a nose length. Their towels flapped violently behind them as they ran.

Bunny rolled her eyes, pulling her own towel tighter around herself. "They always get into stupid races. But all of knows that Bubble is the fastest." Bunny turned on her heel then stalked toward the patio. Her sisters were already inside.

Brick slung his towel over his shoulder. He started for the gate that combined the two yards. The sound of numb feet shuffling behind notified him that his brothers were right behind him.

"What are we meeting for dinner outside?" Brady asked, tying his towel around his soggy hair.

"Maybe we're having a picnic." Boomer suggested. He tossed his beach ball up in the air, then caught it.

"Yeah. Like that's it. Why a picnic when it's dark outside?" Butch retorted with a snort. He hunched over and scratched his back, mildly reminding Boomer of a gorilla.

"Butch got you on that one, Boom." Brick declared. His feet pounded on the stone pathway. His footsteps became more hollow as he stepped up onto the patio. Butch ran ahead, slid the door open, then did a cartwheel through the door. Man that kid had some major ADHD.

Brady and Boomer squeezed through the door right after Brick. Boomer sighed dreamily, his nose being greeted with the smell of chocolate and a freshly opened bag of marshmallows. He always had the best sniffer in the family. He had once sniffed out a dead mouse from under the sinker that no one else could smell. Not one of his finer moments. Didn't help that the stupid rat in the Disney Pixar movie had a good nose to.

"Hey mom!" Boomer said, drifting closer to the counter. 12 chocolate bars lay in array, not even out of the package. He reached for one but a hand snatched his wrist.

"Hey Mr! No treats before dinner. " Mrs Jojo scolded. She released his hand, and gathered up all of the goodies. Boomer frowned. Not even one crumb was on the counter. "Butch and Brick already tried sneaking some. Not until after dinner. I'll drop these off at the girls' house in a few minutes. And for heaven's sake, Boomer! Your dripping water all over the carpet! Go get changed!"

"Mom!" Boomer grumbled, trudging to the stairs. He climbed them in a slow crawling way, like a duck he decided.

Brady clamped down the upstairs hallway, only to be stopped by Boomer on the stairs. Boomer glanced up. Brady was dressed in indigo pj pants and a orange long sleeved shirt. A navy blue vest was covering his torso. Purple and white sneakers laced on his feet. If Boomer didn't know any better he would have suspected his baby brother were about to go camping.

Brick and Butch stampeded behind them. Brick had on red and black plaid pj pants and a red hoody sweatshirt. His damp orange hair was tied back in a sloppy ponytail and his cap was returned to its proper place. Red sneakers were laced up on his feet. Brick elbowed Brady, shoving him to the left. "Looks like you're ready for a Detroit Tigers Game." Then he rushed down the stairs.

Butch laughed, chasing after him. He had on forest green pj shorts, and a brighter green t-shirt. The doofus was bare foot as well. Brady shrugged, then skipped down the stairs leaving Boomer behind, sulking about a chocolate bar, on the steps. Boomer crossed his arms. Some brothers, he thought.

Butch raced out the door, ignoring the request his mom tried asking him. Instead, he presented that he didn't hear her at all and tore through grass and into the other yard. He caught his breath as he watch Mr Utonium stoking a five foot von fire in the back of their yard.

The girls were giggling and running around the backyard. Buttercup was laughing hard, as if she had just came back from the dentist. Her black hair was still wet, black as night, and curled at her shoulders. She had on a pair of green pj pants that had a bunch off text slang on it like 'LOL' or 'ROFL' Her feet were bare, like his. She was practically swimming in a giant Michigan State sweatshirt.

Brick turned the corner and noticed Butch dead in his tracks. He couldn't resist a grin. Brick stood beside his brother near the girls' patio, resting his elbow on Butch's shoulder. The first thing that drew his attention was the five foot fiery flames in the back of the yard behind the pool. The fire flashed and flickered against the night sky.

The second thing that caught his attention was a flicker of Orange in the shadows where the sparks from the fire couldn't have possibly have gone. At first there were four silhouettes playing in the grass, then Blossom bounded into the porch light just enough to make out. Her pink eyes sparkled with laughter, like it was the best day of her life. She was dressed in grey sweatpants with LOVE going down the right leg in pink print, a pink sweatshirt with 2013 Jr Gymnastics. That made sense, how she was so nimble and flexible. But her hair was pulled back in two pigtails with red ponytail holders. Hello and red crocs, those weird rubber shoes with the holes, were on her feet.

Brady stumbled into Brick almost knocking him over over. He rubbed his forehead, trying to dismiss the venomous glare that Brick was giving him. And then their were three, he thought. Where the heck was Boomer? Then he spied Bunny. His short attention span didn't even let his identify the fire in the yard. Bunny was dressed in a purple silk nightgown with frills around the hem, Princess being written in cursive along the front. She had on those heavy duty slipper shoes that all the teen girls wear.

Blossom smiled, then turned toward the Jojo house. She finally noticed the three boys standing there like morons. She waved at them. "Hey ya guys!" She ran up to them panting, trying to contain her laughter from playing in the dark.

"Oh hey." Brick replied nervously. This day was really confusing his feeling on girls. This morning he had called them wimpy lamo baby girls, but now he didn't mind playing with them.

"Did your dad make that fire!?" Butch asked enthusiastically. His ADHD must have been going crazy.

"Yup! Ain't it cool!" Buttercup added, clapping her hands behind her back. "I found a caterpillar! Wanna toss it in the fire and watch it burn?!"

"This is gonna be fun!" Butch exclaimed happily. He grabbed Buttercup by the wrist and hauled her toward the fire.

"What!" Bunny exclaimed horrified. "We can't let them kill the capitillar! Come on Brady!" Bunny grabbed Brady's vest, and pulled him after her.

"What are we doing?" Brady asked.

"Capitillars life!" She responded bitterly.

Blossom laughed, a snort escaping. Brick gave her an amused look, then they both burst out laughing. "What do you want to do now?"'she asked him. "We gotta some explosives in the house."

his eyebrows. "We had better keep those away from Butch and Buttercup otherwise they'll be blowing up not than caterpillars."

Blossom squealed out another giggle. "Ain't that the truth, son!"

Brick studied her for a moment. "What's with the pigtails? Ain't that Bubbles look?"

Blossom's smile fell. Her hands shot up to her left ponytail and began to stroke her chlorinated hair. "Why? Does it look bad. Do you like Bubbles better with pigtails?"

Brick realized to late that he had just dug himself a grave. A deep grave. A grave to a five year old. "No! No, you look great with pigtails! Bubbles looks nice with pigtails too but you look amazing with them! I-I mean...You know better than...others...um" He felt his face burning and Blossom's giggles didn't help.

"I get it." Blossom smiled. "Come on, Red. Let's go get some sparklers." She poked his shoulders, then skipped away. She smiled to she heard his footsteps following after her. Bubbles passed by, exiting the house as Blossom and Brick went inside. "Heys Bubbles!"

"Hey Bloss." Bubbles beamed, squeezing out of the door. She grinned when the crisp cool night air struck her newly tanned face. She had worn black sweatpants, blue sneakers, and a dark blue U of M sweatshirt from her dad's closet. Her golden hair was braided down either side of her head, the paint brush ends barely brushing again at her shoulders. Her grin widened when she caught sight of Boomer making his way toward her.

He was dressed in blue pj pants with bread slices all over and 'Got Bread' across the butt, a blue sweatshirt with Jay Jay the Jet Plane, and blue converse high tops. His damp hair stuck up in random places.

Bubbles jumped from the top step, landing in the grass. Then she bounded over to Boomer. "Hellooooo Boomer!" She called cheerfully.

Boomer perked up. "Hey Bubbles!" He shoved his hands in his pockets and strode up to her. He studied her, and concluded that she looked cute in braids. "Why are we eating out side?"

Bubbles rolled her eyes playfully. "Cuz we're having a campfire!"

Boomer's eyes widened. "That is so epic."

Bubbles nodded then raced off into the dark, avoiding the pool. Boomer chased after her, trying to keep an eye on the golden glint in the dark. They met up at the fire where Buttercup and Butch were laughing, Bunny was scolding, and Brady was staring at the fire in complete awe.

Bubbles smiled. "Ain't it cool? Hey dad!" She turned toward Mr Utonium, who was crouched low, trying to get more oxygen to the lower flames. He looked up. "Whan we gonna eat?"

"As soon as your mother comes out with the food, pumpkin."

Bubbles likened. "Daddy, I don't like being called that."

Buttercup walked her cold fingers across Bubbles shoulder. "Awe! Poor wittle pumpkin Bubbles!" She mocked. Bubbles shivered from her cold touch.

"Buttercup, stop it." The Professor scolded. "It's bad enough that you killed Bun Buns caterpillar."

"He was sooo young!" Bunny complained dramatically, pretending to sob.

Brady awkwardly patted Bunny's shoulder. "At least he is in a better place now."

Butch crossed his arms. "I don't think that H-E double hockey sticks is such a good place."

Buttercup grinned, understanding his joke. Bunny and Brady stared at them confused. "Hocky land?" Brady asked.

"Like the Red Wings?" Bunny guessed.

Buttercup slapped her face. "You know, like down stairs? In the basement?"

"Does this ring any bells?" Butch remarked, chucking a pinecone into the Flames.

Bunny opened her mouth to answer but Blossom and Brick came back. Their arms were stocked with small boxes. "I told ya'll we got some explosives!" Blossom dumped her armful onto one of the lawn chairs that had been dragged over.

Brick dropped his down too. "Let's light um up."

"ON FIRE!" Butch exclaimed loudly, thrusting his index finger in the air. Everyone gave him a blank stare. He blushed, hoping that the firelight wasn't strong enough for it to show. "What? You weren't mAking a song reference?"

"Uh. Nope." Brick answered, his tone suggesting that Butch is in an idiot.

"Song reference? I don't know no..." Boomer stopped, then broke out into a grin. "OH ! I know that song! THAAT SONGS THE BEST!"

"You guys never cease to amaze me." Blossom stated. She stuck her sparkler into the Flames and it caught fire. Instantly she had a mini firework on her stick. She took off and started running in the backyard.

"Ditto." Buttercup agreed. She lit up two then started doing cartwheels and fancy stiff in the yard with Blossom.

Shortly, eight little kids were running around playing with sparklers. Butch lit up six, three in each hand, then started jumping on the diving board. "You all shall know me as Butch, Lord of the Flames!"

"Hey! Lord of the Flames? Your tails on fire!" Blossom shouted out to him.

"Nice try Blossy. But I'm not as stupid as you think. I KNOW that I ain't got no tail." Butch responded. He grinned with pride.

"Oh yeah?" Brick smirked. "Then why is your hair on fire?"

"What!?" Butch cried, trying to see if his hair was on fire.

"Ha ha!" Brady laughed, wiping tears from his eyes.

"He fell for that? Oldest..." Bunny started, giggling along with Brady.

"...trick in the book!" Buttercup finished, landing in a backbend. She collapsed, then got back up, ignoring her repetitive failed attempts.

"Besides, she was just quoting a line from Ice Age." Bubbles added.

"I love that movie!" Boomer interjected.

"No one cares Boomer!" Butch sneered, climbing down from the diving board.

"Even if you did catch fire, all that hair gel would ha e made your head go up like you bathed in gasoline." Brick said, trying to sound like a five year old genius.

"Like in Zoolander sheen the exploded?" Brady asked.

"Yah." Brick confirmed.

"What?! You got to watch PG-13?" Buttercup exclaimed.

Butch grinned. "Yah. And that movie was totally nuts."

"Why did you watch teenager movies?" Bunny asked, wiping her nose.

"Our dad wasn't a very good guardian." Brady murmured to her. Bunny nodded.

"What happened in that movie?" Blossom asked eagerly.

Brick shrugged. " I don't remember! That's was What?" He turned to Butch. "Two weeks ago?"

Boomer shook his head. "Nope! Last weekend."

"How can you not remember?"Buttercup demanded angrily. She just really wanted to know what was so cool about teen movies.

"All I remember was that he looked like a creepy mermaid than he screamed 'MERMAN' then left." Boomer answered.

"Mermaids are beautiful though!" Bunny protested.

"And he had a ity bity cell phone and he talks like a girl!" Butch added, laughing about the stupid guy in the movie.

"And the guy was such a moron He couldn't turn left. And other stuff." Brick noted.

Buttercup was about to explode from lack of detail when the door behind them clicked. Mrs Utonium stepped outside in black baggy sweats, a MSU sweatshirt, and track shoes. She held a tray full of hot dogs, buns, and ketchup. She caught Boomer drooling at the sight of marshmallows and chocolate.

"Kay kids. Let's go do hotdogs and smores." Mrs Utonium smiled, swerving around the dead sparkler sticks.

"Mom, do you have my..." Bubbles started.

"...veggie dogs? Yes." She answered.

Boomer felt himself relax. He was a vegetarian too, and now he didn't need to eat a poor cow. Wait...doesn't milk come from cows? What is that whole concept? And where does chocolate milk come from? Brown cows? If that's true, does strawberry milk come from pink cows? He shook his head, then raced for the campfire.

Blossom and Brick snuggled together in her pink blanket on the ground. She had gotten cold a bit earlier in the night, so she ran and got one. She felt content, sitting next to the red eyed boy, watching the flames flicker, hearing pinecones popping. Bubbles and Boomer were snuggling too, while Butch and Buttercup were searching the yard for things to burn. Bunny and Brady played Go Fish, which Blossom found strange.

She rested her head on Bricks shoulder. He tensed for a brief second before he rested his head on hers. It was funny how you could be rivals with someone and a few hours later, be best friends. Brick was her best friend. She could tell. They were going to do everything together.

Her eyes fluttered, then she closed them. A yawn escaped her lips, heat from the fire wavering over her face. Bubbles wedding to Boomer had gotten her thinking, who was Blossom going to marry? Sure, she was five. She had at least 20 more years before marriage. Heck, she still had several years before she would be allowed to date! But still, could she ever have a life with someone as hot headed and I'll mannered and Brick Jojo?

Blossom Utonium.

Blossom Jojo.

Not a bad ring to it. She felt the steady heartbeats of her best friend beside her, making her even more calm. Maybe. At least wherever life takes her, she'll have her sisters and the Jojos. Of course, Blossom suspected that she will be a bridesmaid for Bubbles and Boomers wedding. Blossom smiled to herself. It was just a matter of time be for those two seriously got together.

She closed her eyes, expecting to fall asleep quickly, but a loud voice snapped her back to full consciousness. "Hey!" Butch yelled as loud as he could. "They got Go Fish cards!"

Buttercup grinned mischievously. "LETS BURN THEM!"

Buttercup and Butch ran up to cards, but Brady and Bunny had already scooped them up. "NO. YOU CAN'T HAVE MY CARDS!" Bunny responded, running towards the house. Blossom and Brick Sat up and turned to watch their siblings.

"They're in mint condition!" Brady shrieked. Him and Bunny split up making Butch and Buttercup change tactics.

"I know where Brick's other cap is and Boomer's Oct-y-pus doll is." Butch grinned.

Buttercup raised her eyebrows, obviously intrigued by the idea. "I know where Blossom's ribbons and Bubbles Octy doll are." They exchanged ran.

"NO!" Bubbles and Blossom leapt to their feet, chasing after Buttercup towards their house.

"BUTCH YOU'RE A DEAD BOY!" Brick yelled, running after him at full speed.

".NO ONE HURTS OCT-Y-PUS!" Boomer growled, chasing his brothers.

Bunny and Brady stood by the door on the patio, still holding their cards. Bunny shrugged. "Wanna root beer?"

Brady nodded, a inscrutable look on his face. "Sounds good." They turned, then went into the house.

I had no idea how I should have ended this chapter so this is what I came up with on the spot! My favorite puff and ruff sitting by a campfire! No make out sessions by the fire cause they're five people!

But, I thought Butch and Buttercup burning stuff in the fire was amusing because it's what me, my sibs, and cousin do. LOL killing caterpillars

And if you having guessed by all the references, I live in the amazing state of Michigan. Best state. Sorry, just the way it is. ;)

Like in said if you want a sequel just pm me or leave a review. If not alot of peeps want me too, I'll just forget about it.

~~PFG~~