Blossom pinned him down. She held him with a tight grip scared to loosen it the slightest bit. "Why? Why do you always have to cause trouble?"
Brick sat emotionless underneath her hold, he didn't struggle or scream, he just laid there emotionless, He looked into her once bright pink eyes, it seemed whenever they fought they grew shades duller, they became more serious, full of rage. "It's not like what I do is evil."
"You are evil!" shouted Blossom angered by him.
"I don't kill anyone, I don't hurt anyone, I'm not evil." he said simply "All I do is steal a few things."
"Why though? Why can't you work for those things? Why do you have to cause problems? Why?!" she asked desperate for the answer
"I like to." he answered with a smirk.
"How can you enjoy stealing?" she asked with disgust.
"Well the truth of the matter is every time I steal-" he paused "I get to see you."
