10-4-10
8:49pm
Summary–Romance is already a tricky topic, and the girls learn from first-hand experience...if you want something to happen, you need to make it happen. A chapter for each pairing of Blossom/Brick, Buttercup/Butch and Bubbles/Boomer.
Disclaimer–I do not own The Powerpuff Girls, which belongs to its respective owner(s) and is only being used in a fan-made, fictional story.
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Title–Do the Don'ts
Chapter 2–Just Ask (Blossom/Brick)
By–Moon Prynces
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Nothing got past her. Well, almost.
She was smart, and quick about it. So it wasn't a surprise that everyone (including the two) knew about the feelings involved.
Blossom was pretty direct about admitting it – even if a bit wary of who she was handing over a piece of herself to.
And Brick grinned and shook his head in a way that reassured her, because it was the prelude to him confessing the same.
So they liked each other. And the hard part was out of the way.
They didn't need to dance around the subject, scared of the other finding out. They were both leaders and neither was afraid of confrontation. (In fact, maybe Blossom actually looked forward to it.)
So a week passed after they got the confessions out of the way. And they still flirted, flaunting their feelings for each other.
Brick sometimes walked her to class and Blossom sometimes helped him with homework, both just looking for opportunities to spend more time together.
But then another week passed and nothing. And they still hung out and talked and flirted, and nothing.
Blossom had never actually been in a relationship, and even though she was inexperienced she was certain this was the point where he was supposed to ask her out. Maybe just on a date, maybe to be his girlfriend. Maybe even just to go get ice cream for heaven's sake!
And every second of waiting made hope shrivel up further.
What was the point in all this anyway? She didn't need a boyfriend! She shouldn't bother with all the wicked banter and sly looks and...the way his eyes looked directly at her with that intensity that made her breath catch...
Blossom quickened her pace on the way to class.
She hadn't bothered to pause on her way out of last class to indiscreetly wait for Brick to pop up and accompany her. This time she didn't give herself a moment to breathe properly, almost jogging away from the scene before he could find her.
Not that she cared anymore anyway. She was done waiting for him. (It had been decided just minutes earlier.)
"Red! Hey, wait up!" a familiar voice carried down the hallway she was practically flying through.
Students standing around at their lockers or on their own paths looked up to watch. Blossom gritted her teeth and for once wished she wasn't so well-known.
It didn't matter, because she pretended to not have heard (even after he tried calling a few more times, louder) and then ducked into the classroom door to her right.
The late bell rang and everyone shuffled into their seats as her teacher began the lesson.
Blossom didn't look up from her notebook – but if she did she would have seen Brick standing a few feet from the open doorway, watching her in confusion.
It wasn't like she could avoid him forever though. Most days they sat at lunch together (along with their siblings).
So it was lucky for Blossom that she had a realization just before she would have to sit down and eat with him.
Really, she was a smart girl so why didn't she think of this before? Oh right, because she was so stuck in thinking of what was "supposed" to happen.
Now that she really thought about it, she was kind of offended. Her inner feminist was berating her for falling so easily into such traps.
So when class let out she took her time heading to the door, and then spent an extra minute just outside the classroom, waiting.
But Brick didn't show up at all.
Blossom figured he might have been pissed off at her avoidance earlier so she headed to lunch by herself and found her sisters sitting with him and his brothers.
Instead of using that brain of hers and subtly suggesting they needed to discuss homework or something she went to the table and spoke unthinkingly.
"Brick, let's talk," she said, even as her sisters eyed her cautiously.
She motioned for him to get up and then turned to walk away, so sure he would follow. He was, after all, just like her – confrontation was not to be put aside.
"Anything I can help you with?" Brick asked in an almost cold way, though he did sport the same grin he teased her with.
Blossom didn't answer until they were outside the lunchroom doors and no one was within earshot. Then she whirled around and put a hand on her hip (trying to look confident).
"Can we just go over some things so I'm not mistaken?" she asked, a little rushed in her delivery.
Brick shrugged. "Sure. What's up?"
"You know that I like you, right?" she spit out again.
He was taken-aback for a moment. His brows came together in slight confusion. "Yes..." Brick answered unsurely.
"And you...like me, right?" Blossom questioned, licking her lips nervously.
"Yeah," he answered slowly.
"But we haven't–"
And this was the part where she stopped to think more deeply about what she was going to say. Or what he might say.
He might say no. He might say no!
And for the next (silent) minute it was the only line in her head, repeating itself over and over and over again – not quite scaring her, but just trying to be processed.
It clicked into place. He could quite possibly say no.
And then she would be left stranded, feeling completely foolish and embarrassed. She would never find herself in a relationship because she would never get over it and it would break her trust in all people (except for family) and–
She looked up and caught his eyes. He waited patiently, gazing quietly while she tried to gather herself.
Blossom stopped worrying about all the possible outcomes and spoke. "Would you like to-to...go out with...me?" she asked uncertainly, biting her lip in a very un-leader-like manner.
Brick just stared at her with his eyebrows raised and mouth parted slightly.
She bit down on her teeth before amending, "On a date. I mean a date," she clarified.
Slowly, his brows came down a bit and his mouth twisted into a frown. "Shouldn't that be my line?" he asked.
Blossom rolled her eyes. "You took too long."
Brick looked at her in disbelief. "But what will we tell our grandchildren!" he complained.
She took this line as a positive answer and grinned. "That I took matters into my own hands," Blossom said happily.
And Brick was secretly glad she did.
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10-5-10
2:04am
Okay, time to post. Three-ish days is enough time to wait for a chapter, right?
Ah, not much of a response, but thanks for adding the story to your fav's and alert lists! And also for the one reviewer! (ppgrulz123)
Chapter three (almost the final chapter) will posted in a few more days. Hope you enjoyed.
10-10-10
8:15pm