Vio: Here's another Brick/Blossom one-shot! I haven't done one in a while.
Please enjoy,
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Pregnant
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"You're pregnant?"
"Yes."
"My offspring," he pointed at her flat stomach, "in there?"
"Yes."
"As in carrying another lifeform 'pregnant'?"
She rolled her eyes, "Yes, Brick."
"My child?" He raised an eyebrow, "Are you sure?"
"Why wouldn't he or she be yours?!" She sputtered, giving him an incredulous look while the ruff just shrugged nonchalantly.
"Oh, I don't know," he forced his smirk down, "you seemed to be getting kinda cozy with Dorkster a few months back."
"Oh my gosh, Brick," she rubbed her throbbing temple, "I swear, you're just like an ex-girlfriend who can't let shit go. He was asking me out to lunch and I was about to say no, but you decided to spring out of nowhere and shove a damn pie in his face." She narrowed her petal pink orbs at him, "Where did you even get that pie anyways?"
"Oh, I asked Bubbles to make the pie. It was cherry. Your favorite."
Blossom inhaled, "Brick, you know I love apple pie, not cherry," she glared at his blank face, "but Dexter is severely allergic to cherries of any sort. You did it on purpose, didn't you?"
He just picked at his nails, "You can prove nothing."
"I'm too tired for this," she got up and walked up the stairs to their shared bedroom, "you're sleeping on the couch tonight!"
Brick smirked, "I'll be up in a bit!"
"You better dress sexy!"
"I'm always sexy, babe!"
You likey? I'm like half asleep writing this, lol. I'll update it tomorrow.
Please R&R!
