Disclaimer by Brick: The author does not own the rights to the Powerpuff Girls or anything you've seen in pop culture. Also, if you don't know how babies are made... then, why are you even on the internet? It's way too dangerous for the likes of you. Go outside and breathe some free oxygen before the government taxes you for that, too! Sorry; that was uncalled for. Enjoy the story...


Mama and the Papa

1:30 AM

On a Sunday

Townsville, CA

Chapter 1: Frisky Business

'Twas a sleepless night in the upscale abode of Blossom and Brick Jojo, whom have been a happy couple for about 3 years. Brick was suffering from a pinch of insomnia, and his wife felt as though he needed some comforting. They sat together on the living room sofa underneath a dim ceiling light.

Brick's POV

"What's troubling you, dear?" My cherry Blossom solemnly asked as she held me close and massaged my scalp.

"It's nothing bad, Blossom. There's just a ton of stuff clouding up my mind, right now." I sluggishly stretched out towards the coffee table and angled the excited photo of us on our vacation in the Maldives. It raised a smirk from me.

"Is it anything I could possibly help with?"

"Well, definitely yes. Technically, yes, but I'm not sure how you would feel about it, nor do I know how to tell you about it."

"Brick, honey, you know better than to bottle up these issues. We're supposed to be able to discuss everything with each other. Now please, tell me. I don't want you to lose anymore sleep over it." She spoke in an incredibly soothing, reassuring manner. I took three deep breaths and choked out what I needed to say.

"Blossom... I, w-want to um... start a f-f-family, with you." Her eyes grew wide and her tiny smile faded a pinch. I slumped back into the cushion and stared straight up towards the ceiling fan, attempting to recollect my thoughts. "I really, really want to h-have kids. I've wanted them since I was a teenager, to be honest."

"You do?" She asked, astonished.

"Did I stutter?"

"Quite a bit, yes."

"Well, there you have it."

"Why didn't you tell me about this sooner?"

"I didn't know how to tell you. I feel weak and weary when the thought comes to mind."

"But, doesn't the thought of children make you happy and excited?"

"Yes, but they're also an incredibly serious ordeal. How do you feel about them?"

"I love kids, I really do. I've wanted to be a mother ever since my sisters and I were in kindergarten... of course, I wasn't aware of the biological aspect of it," she lightly chuckled. "I thought I would have to beg you to start a family."

"Well, now you know that I'm all for it. There's no disagreement on either end about it." I gently pushed up against her back and began to firmly massage her shoulder as she curled up and stealthily purred. "That brings us right to the next step... when would you like to try and have one?"

"How about tomorrow night? You're much too tired to put on a show, as am I. Also gives us some time to 'prepare,' I suppose." We both stood up from the sofa and trekked towards the stairwell.

"Honey, I have a rather extensive list of aphrodisiacs... as I'm sure you do, too."

"Gimme a pen and notepad. You have no idea," she jokingly jotted.

"You need not worry. I'm going to find everything that turns you on, whether you show me or not." She giggled at that. We took the stairway on, one step at a time in unison, and then crept down the hallway towards our master bed. Together we crawled under the sheets and scooted closer to each other until our faces were merely inches apart. "How do you feel about our talk?" I whispered.

"I feel great, Brick... rejuvenated, in a way."

"I'll probably feel that tomorrow. I'm feeling extreme tiredness, right now." I leaned forward and gave Blossom a deep kiss before pulling back and resting on my pillow, slowly drifting off into my own personal realm. "'Night, Blossom. I love you."

"Love you, too," she cooed into my ear before resting on her own billowy pillow. I closed my eyes the rest of the way and drifted off into a dream...


Hello, everybody. It's been awhile, I know.

First of all, I apologize to every one of my devoted followers for the absence of activity these past several months. The primary reasons for me having been "flaking" on you people is because of the huge amount of schoolwork I must get caught up to (I don't attend a public school with a regular work schedule, anymore), and there's been a whole ton of stuff on my mind, recently. I've actually begun to write my own stories and music material as well, for I am older, more mature, and am getting closer to college.

Once more, I am truly sorry for not giving a heads up, but just know that I do not plan on taking this account down. Perhaps I will catch up on my other stories this summer, but if you wish, you may enjoy this one. It will be another heartfelt, sensual read, as you may have deduced.

Thank you for being so patient and understanding.

-Tate