commander and the leader

blossom hated asking for help and the fact that she was standing her in need of it was something that bothered her. “i need...” she paused before sighing, she didn’t want to say help. she never wanted to ask for help. “assistance with something.”

blossom sighed as she placed her hand against the wall, her other hand reaching down to unzip her boot. it had been a long day and she wanted nothing more to do than curl up in a bath with a good book. once her boot was unzipped, her hand slipped down the wall, sighing again. kicking off her shoes and dropping her keys in the bowl on the table. “i’m home.” the powerpuff shouted through the apartment. 

blossom had a smile on her face as she lowered the test tube back into the holder. “i mean, it’s not like—” blossom stopped talking when she turned around, eyes going wide as she looked between the person and the test tube they seemed to be tipping over into a beaker or methanol. “stop!!” the scientist raised her voice a little, trying to not startle them. if they jumped and an of the chemical dripped out, they were in trouble. “that’s nitric acid. you’ll blow us up.”