Hello all! ^_^ just because I uploaded this doesn't mean I'm not finishing Spotlight, don't worry! This is just an idea that came to me the other night while I was on tumblr. It's helped me so far to just get my creative juices flowing, so I figured I could share this with you guys.

It's called Things a Best Friend Should Do, because in each of these short drabbles, the PPG & RRB are best friends. Not dating, just best friends. I'll be doing it in a pattern, starting with the Reds! If you guys have any ideas of things a best friend should do, feel free to enlighten me in a review!

I hope you enjoy these short drabbles as they are put out. I don't own the PowerPuff Girls or RowdyRuff Boys, they belong to Craige McCracken. Review! n.n

xoxo -ml

#1: Spend hours talking on the phone: Reds

8:30 PM~

"No, you're thinking of the other famous male American Olympic swimmer."

Blossom was laying on her back on her bed, her head hanging just off the edge of it. Her long auburn hair trailed down onto the floor, pooling into a heap at the bottom of the dust skirt. She had her cell phone pressed up against her ear and was trying to balance a pencil on her chin.

"There aren't two?"

Brick Jojo, on the other line, was sitting on his own couch, curled up into a ball on the arm and wrapped in a thin red blanket, a bowl of potato chips in his lap.

Blossom rolled her eyes. "Yes, there are, you're thinking of Michael Phelps, and the one I'm talking about is Ryan Lochte."

Brick shrugged. "Sorry, not ringing a bell."

"Ugh, never mind," she muttered. "It's not that important anyways."

10:52 PM~

"And then, she comes back with like, this evil grin on her face or something, and she's like, 'Ha! You thought you could get by without getting any homework!'"

Blossom was now sitting at the desk in her room, absentmindedly scrolling through her Facebook News Feed.

"Mhmm," Brick mumbled distractedly. He yawned and stretched out, his tall body fully taking up the couch now.

Blossom knew he wasn't listening to her. But she couldn't care less. She had someone to talk to, and that's all that mattered. She kept talking, telling stories and such to pass the time, and even though she knew he was bored and distracted, he still replied with the occasional 'Yeah', and 'U-huh'' to let her know he was there.

1:13 AM~

"'Three tablespoons of sugar'... How big is a tablespoon?"

Blossom was bored. So, she decided to make brownies. At one in the morning. Yes, it's normal. She held a measuring cup up to the light and studied it thoughtfully.

"I dunno..." Brick replied. He was watching a horror movie. "Holy shit, that guy just bit the dust! Uh, isn't that like the biggest spoon there is?"

Blossom shrugged, carefully measuring out some sugar into the biggest spoon she has in her drawer. Her cell phone was pinned between her shoulder and her cheek as she inched the sugar into the spoon...

"Shoot.!" She dropped the phone into the bucket of sugar. She fished it out carefully with a laugh. "I just dropped you in the sugar," she giggled.

Brick grips his television remote tightly in his hand and brings it up to cover his mouth, watching another person get brutally murdered. "Way to go, klutz," he replies, wincing slightly at the sight of all the blood.

"It would've been easier if I just dipped the spoon in the barrel..."

"You're so dumb sometimes, Blossom."

3:39 AM~

"Brick?"

"Hm?"

"Are you asleep?"

"Yes, Blossom. I can talk in my sleep."

"Oh... Well, don't go to sleep okay?"

He yawned. "Why?"

"I'm bored."

"I can't even keep my eyes open, Bloss," he said with another yawn.

"Pleeeeease?" she begged.

He sighed, straightening himself into a sitting position on his couch. He stretched out his arms and yawned again, the comfortable pop of his joints waking him up a bit.

"Ugh... Fine. But can we talk about something interesting now?"

Blossom smiled to herself, rolling over under her covers.

"Nah, I'm too tired."