A day in townsville...
Was two redheads having a very heated fight.
A trail of pink has been thrown to a building, which was the precious Blossom. She was panting violently. She looked terrible. Her body was full of scars and some blood, and her clothes were ripped, and her hair was a mess. Her cheeks were dry from previous tears of pain.
She then looked around with her weak eyes to find that son of a demon.
There was the red trail that just came by, which was the hard Brick. Who had a smirk on his face, as he looked at his counterpart. His body was also filled with scars, and blood. His clothes were ripped, and his auburn hair in an untied mess. His cheeks also dry from tears of pain. He looked, terrible aswell.
He then yelled, "Is that all you have, Powerpuke?!"
The pink puff then felt her temper rising even more and let out a scream, and went for him. Punched him ever so damn hard in an eye, threw him with full energy on a concrete floor and blasted pink ice everywhere.
Brick was in absolute pain right now.
Blossom flew down and push her hands against his chest ever so hard with anger, almost making his chest frozen from her ice. Brick felt even more pain and let out a cry in despair.
"I am sick of this! I AM SICK OF THIS!" She yelled, anger taking over her voice. Her pink diamond eyes was filled with rage. "What is with you always coming up to me suddenly and you want to fight?! Why do you want us to fight?! Why do you let us both get injured so bad for no reason?! Why do you still want to destroy me and my girls?! We are not 5 years old anymore Brick! Why do we keep doing this over and over again?! WHAT IS EVEN THE POINT NOW?" She yelled even louder on the last question.
Brick was struggling on her strong ice grip, it was making his whole chest freeze. He couldn't even breath.
"Get- get off of me!" He managed to squeak out.
Blossom did as told. She got up on her weak knees, and stretched.
Brick got up and gasped for breath, holding on to his chest.
Blossom narrowed her eyes at him, "Well? Aren't you going to reply to my outburst?" She asked angrily.
"Sorry not sorry Pinky, but I was born to destroy you." Brick murmured, wiping his face.
"Then why can't you change?!" She snapped.
She was expecting an answer, but the redhead boy had already flown away with a trail of fire engine red.
Blossom just scoffed to herself, then flew away aswell; angrily.
...
Brick had flew inside the building his apartment was in.
As he was outside of his apartment door, he got his keys out of his pockets that he was sure blessed that they were protected inside there, and put it through the key hole and opened the door.
Brick really did just wanted to go to his room and sulk a little bit. But he needed to get through these bastards first.
"Where the hell have you been?" Butch asked, not even looking at his brother.
"And what happened to you?" Boomer asked with concern, noticing how injured his brother had looked.
"That's none of your business." Brick said flatly, before walking off and went to his bedroom door. Before he could even open it, Butch had zoomed right in front of him to get a better look at his brother's face.
"Who the 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 did this to you?" Butch asked in an angry tone.
"Butch, shut your mouth! I'm fine! I- uh... fell down the apartment stairs." Brick murmured. His cheeks had also flushed from embarrasment.
Butch gave his brother a look with his deep emerald eyes. Both curious and suspicion. Before just looking like as if he was annoyed.
"Well then, be more careful then. Shithead." Butch muttered under his breath, and walked back on the sofa. Brick just rolled his ruby eyes.
Boomer was gazing his lapis eyes on both of his hot-tempered brothers, but had now just moved his eyes back to cooking on the stove.
Brick then just sighed and opened his bedroom door. Closed it as he went inside, make sure it was completely locked. He then went to his windows, making sure they were closed and the curtains were covering them completely too.
With that, he flopped on his bed. He went inside the blankets, and had an arm around his pillow. Then just closed his eyes for a bit.
HIM. It's all HIM. That nasty devil wants Brick to kill Blossom. HIM had pretty much threatened Brick all his life to kill that sissy girl. And now, he has lost to the previous fight with her, he is going to get busted.
Quickly, he sat up on his bed and wiped his face. He is 𝘯𝘰𝘵 getting seen with earlier tears of pain on his face, stricken. He then got up and went inside his bathroom to take a quick shower and get inside his boxers. He wasn't even bothered to dry his hair. It is March, almost spring... It can dry itself. He then covered all of his injuries with bandages. 𝘌𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 his left eye. God, what 𝘥𝘪𝘥 that sissy girl do to his eye?
Not like he even cared. He hated her anyway.
The redhead when back on his bed and sat on it with his legs crossed. He sighed, as he leaned back and put his arms behind his head.
Then about a few minutes later, red smoke came out of nowhere in front of him. Brick winced and got up.
𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 scream, 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 scream, 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 scream..., Brick shakefully thought to himself, covering his face.
Luckily, his uncontrollable emotions obeyed him.
He glanced at the smoke that soon his 'father' appeared in front of it. HIM seem to have come smiling, which Brick did not expect.
"Why hello there, my dear boy. You alright? About to scream, were you just then? I would never expect that from you. Have I scared my little boy that much?" HIM asked with a sarcastic smile.
Brick looked at him with angry ruby eyes. "What the fuck do you want?" He growled.
HIM gave an amusement look. "You don't need to get so rash that quickly! I just wanted to tell my little boy something."
Brick had trustless eyes staring at his 'father'.
"Okay... erm... what then?"
"I want you and your brothers to go to school with those girls." HIM said flatly, as if it wasn't a big deal.
Brick just sat there, in shock. Was that demon actaully crazy? Going to school with those annoying ass girls? HIM had to be joking. He needed to be joking.
"You're not serious, are you?" Brick chuckled nervously.
"Oh, I am dead serious, son!" HIM said in an evil laughter.
Brick still had the shock look on face. Then tried to go above it. "What if I say no?" He asked in a bored manner.
"Then you will die. And so will your brothers. Unless if you do everything I say..." HIM chuckled dark, and evily.
The red-eyed teenage boy's heart was beating non-stop.
𝘕𝘰 𝘯𝘰... 𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘥𝘰 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵? 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬?! 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺'𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘐'𝘮 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘺 𝘐𝘧 𝘐 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦m 𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘭!
Brick back and fourth just kept thinking about that in his head. He closed his eyes and wanting this nightmare to end. Even though he knew it was real.
The boy opened his eyes and saw that the demon was gone. He sighed as he got up, he unlocked his door and went for the kitchen to see his brothers.
"Is dinner ready yet?" He asked.
Boomer has responded with a yes and served it on the living room table where Butch was sat on the sofa watching TV.
Brick sat with his raven-haired brother. Boomer a moment then came and sat on the sofa too.
Butch was still giving Brick that suspicion look.
"What now, Butch?" Brick sighed.
"I don't think you're clumsy enough to fall down some stairs." Butch murmured, as he tried to pick up a chip from his plate but it was too hot so he immediantly put it down.
Brick saw his brother's actions, and knew far too well not to do the same he just did. The Red Ruff was already warm enough because of his fire powers; if he picked up a chip right now, his finger would definitely be burned.
"But that just happened," Brick said. "And you will deal with it."
...
Blossom was in absolute rage right now. She didn't even fly home, she was top of some building.
God, how annoying can her counterpart be? Does his brain not work?! Sure, he was born to destroy her, but it's not like he should 𝘵𝘳𝘺 to destroy her until he dies! He can't just do that for the rest of his life. And Blossom doesn't need to deal with his sulking and tantrums for the rest of her life!
Blossom was almost pulling a strand of her hair. Maybe even almost pulling her bow too. Her pink diamond eyes were still filled with anger as she tried to calm down.
She decided to now ignore him, and refuse to have fights and murders. Not to mention, she was 𝘴𝘰 confused. Why does Brick want to kill her to this very day? His own brothers even forgot about it, but his brick head is still on to it.
Blossom wasn't scared. Not even one bit. She doesn't care at all that her counterpart is trying to kill her. She really doesn't care. It's not like it will happen, she and Brick are far too similiar and has the same amount of strength. They will probably just end up killing each other. Does Brick want a death wish or something?
After all of Blossom's aftermath and thinking, she let out a deep sigh and decided that it was now time to go home and see her family.
...
"We- you- WHAT?" Butch screamed, his body straight up 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵.
Brick had confessed to his brothers about them going to school with 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘴, and he can tell already they will not like it at all.
"Yup," he said flatly, while playing with a strand of his auburn hair.
"But- why?" Boomer exclaimed.
Brick's nervous system was at the top.
"I- I mean, we need education-" He tried, but Butch interrupted him.
"Dude, we are like 16 years old. And 𝘯𝘰𝘸 you bring this up?" He snapped. "Also, why with those girls? We haven't seen them in like, nine years. How do you think they will react when they see us? Attempting to 𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳? You want a death wish?"
"Butch, don't be riduculous! We 𝘰𝘣𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘭𝘺 haven't seen them in nine years," Brick lied at that one. He sees his counterpart almost every day since they were seven, just to fight. "But that's the point. We have changed alot, and I'm sure the girls did too." (He so regretted saying that too, considering to him that Blossom hasn't changed one bit.) "M-Maybe, we could try and get along." He suggested, trying not to shiver.
Both Boomer and Butch just looked preplexed.
...
The Pink Puff flew through one of the windows in her room and saw her sisters. Buttercup, was sitting on her bed on her phone while Bubbles was sitting on a stool in front of the the dressing table, brushing her blonde hair.
"Where have you been, sis?" Buttercup asked, not looking at her sister.
"And - what happened to you?" Bubbles asked with a frightened look on her face; and she noticed her sister's appearance as she stared at the mirror.
"I - uh, fell somehow when I was flying." Blossom lied.
"Gee. I know you're Blossom, but I didn't know you also fly like one." Buttercup laughed, teasingly.
"Excuse me?" Blossom said obviously offended, with some scary shade of pink in her eyes as she stared at her brunette sister.
Bubbles shivered. "She didn't mean it, Blossom! Don't do anything!"
Blossom stared at her blonde sister with a confused look on her face, then just laughed. Buttercup joined in too.
"Aw, Bubbles. Don't be ridiculous. I just want to give her a 𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘱." Blossom said in a deeper voice on her last word, and bent down to her raven-haired sister's bed and gave her a slap on the cheek.
Buttercup gave her redhead sister an amusement look with her peridot eyes. "Felt like Bubbles just slapped me."
"Buttercup!" Blossom screamed.
"W-, uh? Was that supposed to be a compliment? Or...?" Bubbles quivered, with curious sapphire eyes.
...
"He's crazy. He is actaully going crazy." Butch muttered un his breath, as he rubbed his temples.
"Butch?" Boomer tried to get his attention, to see if he's, well, okay.
"What."
"You alright, bro?" He asked, with some sympthony.
"𝘕𝘰. That redhead brother of ours is making a bad decision. And it was pretty random too." Butch snapped.
Boomer sighed. "Let's just follow what he does, and see what he'd be up to."
"That's just the thing. He 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 tells us about anything." Butch said in a half whisper, as his emerald eyes were gazing down at the kitchen floor.
"What do you mean? You think he's 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 something?" Boomer asked with curious lapis eyes.
"I honestly don't know. He's been acting strange ever since we were seven, and he always comes home all bloodied and bruised, and he comes up with dumb excuses for it. And, it is now starting to bug me." Butch admitted.
Boomer was thinking of what Butch said, he felt like as if he come up with something his redhead brother could be hiding but it wasn't at the top of his head, it all seem to be a blur.
Then, he spoke. "Like I said before, let's just follow his orders and see what he'd be up too; maybe we can get information 𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘴 in the future." He whispered, as his lapis eyes gazed right into his brother's emerald eyes.
Brick was always the most secretive of his brothers, and never shares personal things with them. And both Boomer and Butch gets real concerned, well, Butch, gets more angry.