Me: Some of you people, make me wish I became a Fan Fiction Author a lot sooner…*Sniffs* THANK YOU ALL!

Bubbles: MewMewKitty78 does not own anything, except for the mystery character that was now inspired by a reviewer to the story named, Madame Rick, who just gave her some more sense! YAY!

Blossom's POV

It was quiet. And it was a lovely day. A lovely day that I was spending by myself, thanks to Dee Dee. She stole Brick's heart away from me, and now that's his girlfriend…I had no one, and it'd always be like that.

"I wonder what those two are doing right now…Well something that has to do with couples." I said to myself

"Why my lovely lady, why are you sitting here all by yourself, on such a beautiful day in Heaven?" A male voice asked. I turned around to face him. I opened my mouth, but no sound came out when I saw him.

He had blue eyes, and short blond hair. He had black baggy pants and a red baggy shirt. His sneakers were black and red, and there was a red hat pulled over his head, much like Brick's.

"What is your name? Such a precious specimen of life should be graced with the perfect name!" He bent down and looked me in the eyes. I felt my face warming up. He was like Brick in so many ways, and different from him in so many other ways…It was so great.

"Oh I'm sorry…My name is B-Blossom." I stuttered, and gave him my best smile. He laughed, and sat next to me.

"Perfect! My name is Marcus. You seem to be lonely. Would you care to join me for lunch Blossom?" He asked.

"O-okay…Sure, Marcus. That'd be lovely…" I answered back, losing myself in his eyes. Just then, I had a daydream of all four of us, Me, Marcus, Brick and Dee Dee going skiing.

'Blossom! Blossom, wait up!' Brick called. I didn't hear him though. I was too busy spending time with Marcus.

'Blossom, this trip is so great! There's only one other thing I want…' Marcus told me. He put his hand in mine, and we shared a kiss.

'Best day dream ever…' I thought to myself.

"Well I'll meet you right here for a picnic. At say er, 12ish?" He asked.

"Yeah. 12ish. That sounds good…" I answered.

"Okay well than, bye!" He said, and walked off. I gave a dreamy sigh.

"Bye. I'm so glad Brick isn't my boyfriend anymore!" I cried.

"Oh really?" I spun around, to see Brick standing behind me, Dee Dee holding onto his left arm, hands on his hips. He didn't look happy.

"Yes really! He's cuter, smarter and of course, a lot sweeter than you are, Brick!" I spat.

"Mhm. So who is, this mystery guy, hm Blossom?!?" Brick asked.

"If you must know, his name is Marcus. And he's sweet, sensitive and smart in a way you'll never understand!"

"Go wait inside, Dee. I need to handle something with my old girlfriend, who must've hit her head to hard on something today!" Brick said to her. "Now Blossom. What the freak are you talking about?!?"

"I don't need you anymore, Brick! I have a new boyfriend already, and there's nothing you can do about it!" I yelled and crossed my arms. He nearly blew.

"New boyfriend?!? You just met him!!!! And what are you going to do, if you find out that this guy is a psycho girlfriend abuser?!? What then?!?"

"Brick your just being paranoid!"

"What? Paranoid? What are you talking about, paranoid?!? I'm not crazy!!!" He yelled in my face.

"I'm not the one yelling in my ex girlfriend's face, just because she met a new guy, and just can't get over it!""What? What are you saying? Are you saying I'm jealous or something? Cuz I'm not!"

"Face it Brick! You just can't get over the fact that I have somebody new already. You need me and I know you do, because you've always needed me, and times don't change that easily!"

"Alright Blossom! I think you've made your point! You have moved on, he has too! Nobody cares anymore!" Dee Dee yelled, coming out of the house.

"Yet I don't think I have, Dee Dee. And I don't think I will. Not with him here!" I yelled at her, and left.

"Yeah you better leave! Stuck Up Princess!" I heard her yell, and Brick laugh.

"Handle him yourself!"

Buttercup's POV

I sat in my living room, Bubbles curdle up on the floor napping, Dexter reading, and Boomer chatting on his cell phone.

"That Butch is a no good rat, you know?!?" I hissed. Dexter didn't take his eyes out of the book.

"Well Buttercup, you know how Butch is. Too proud to let anyone help him. He has too big of an ego." He said back to me. I laughed.

"Ya know, your kind of cool for a geek, Dexter." He looked at me with a straight face and said,

"Gee, thanks Buttercup." Very sarcastically.

"Your very, very welcome, Dexter!" He rolled his eyes and glued his face back to the book.

"That was Butch and he said that he wanted to apologize to you Buttercup. Oh and he said he's sorry for flushing your Hamster down the toilet, Dexter." Boomer told us after hanging up. I started laughing so loudly, that Bubbles woke up. Dexter's face was a deep shade of red. "He didn't mean to kill Blossom." Boomer added.

Dexter closed his face into the book.

"You named your hamster Blossom? That's sad man!" I yelled.

"Just to let you know Buttercup, Butch isn't the only one who has a huge ego." Dexter said, glaring at me. I shot him a death glare, and shook my fist at him.

"You whanna say that to my face, Geek Wad?!?"

"No thanks…Sinus Infection."

"What'd ya call me? Butt Wad Face?!?"

"You heard me, Snot Bag."

"Cut it out you two!" Bubbles yelled. "Where is Butch, anyways?"

"Out visiting Brick's grave like anytime he need's advice." Boomer answered.

"From the Sky?!?" Bubbles yelled.

"Ugh…Sometimes I wonder how your related to Blossom." Dexter groaned.

"No Dummy! His butt!" I yelled and rolled my eyes. "Butch and Brick can communicate by telepathic or something, being super and stuff! Duh!"

"Wow Buttercup. You took the words right out of my mouth! I couldn't of explained it better!" Dexter said.

"Hey, I don't hear you saying anything!" I hissed.

"Whatever. Just shut up and go to sleep or something!" Boomer cried, a stuffed a pillow over my head. He threw one at Dexter.

"You break my glasses, you buy my glasses, Pea Brain!" He yelled, pushing his glasses up, and continuing his reading.

"You really are a piece of work, aren't you Dexter?" I asked him.

"Yes. Yes I am, Buttercup. Thank you for noticing!" Dexter answered, clearly turning of his brain to relax while reading. Boomer and Bubble giggled, and I just shook my head.

Sure we hated each others guts, but we still loved each other. In a way.