there is, in the bathroom...

[cimorene]

... a little bit of toilet paper stuck to the wall.

ew.

also, my brain wants to replace 'clark kent' with 'sponge bob' in 'superman's song' by wild asparagus.

tarzan wasn't a ladies' man... sponge bob, now there was a real gent... superman never made any money saving the world...

ellipses, fair reader, mean that cim can't remember a line or three. that's also why it doesn't rhyme.

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[hollsh.livejournal.com]

Thats a Crash Test Dummies song!

I remember that from way back when, that was like their biggest song up here!

Pain! Weeping! Angst!

[mamahooch.livejournal.com]

Because you gave me "Superman's Song" and it is fabulous, I again grace you with Evil Angst!Fic. (You may notice that, unlike previous portions you may have seen, this is not in the past tense; I'm telling all the flashback-parts in the present tense, because I'm just weird like that. So this is a flashback. Yeah.)


Buttercup looks her directly in the eye and shakes her head slowly. Blossom has heard people conjecture that, as twins (or, to be fair to Bubbles, triplets), they have some kind of psychic connection; normally she laughs at the notion, but every now and then a thought will enter her head that is very distinctly not her own. At this moment, Buttercup might as well be screaming, the thought is so clear in Blossom's mind: Don'tmakemesayitdon'tmakemesayitdon'tmakemesayit... And then Blossom knows.

They never speak directly of this again. Blossom takes care of everything - arranging and taking Buttercup to her appointment at the clinic, very quietly contacting Miss Bellum to help with the legal proceedings, acquiring the restraining order - and within three days the surgical procedure is done and Professor Utonium has been removed from the house as inconspicuously as possible in handcuffs and an unmarked car. By unspoken agreement, they tell Bubbles that the Professor is going on an extended guest-lecture circuit, and they take turns forging his signature on letters addressed to her every week. Blossom doesn't have to ask why there are tearstains splotching his name on their sixteenth-birthday card that summer.