Disclaimer: I do not own the PPG or any other characters in this fic. I am not making any money from this. (If I were I wouldn't be so poor!) (BTW, although I don't own Blossom, but I do claim the idea for punk Blossom so please don't steal it.)
A/N: Thanks guys for reviewing chapter 1! You know who you are, but I'll list you anyway:
Songbirdjen: Where Blossom got the hat is going to be explained soon. But I think a few people have already figured it out. ^_~
Hairy Gregory: Well, Blossom doesn't act like a punk all of the time, just mostly. Not to mention it's hard to act tough when you're upset. And yes, this is a RRB/PPG fic. But that doesn't mean it's going to lose all of the angst and definitely not right away. Remember, the girls did kill them. Surely they'd be at least a little angry. Thanks for telling me what you really think though. I like when the readers are honest and say what they want to say without worrying about what the author will think. ^_~
SailorSoul2: Thank you! Hope you think the rest is just as beautiful. ^_^
Violettegal345: In chapter 3 (By my labeling not FFN's) it explains why Blossom became a punk. Thanks for reviewing!
FiReYhEaVeN: You're about to see whose hat it is.
Freaky Boy: Thanks! I'll get the chapters out as soon as I can. (Although I try to finish the chapter that comes after it first. That way you guys don't end up going a month without the following chapter.)
Green Jacket Girl: Yes, Blossom was being touchy. But you'll see why. She did say the cap was special after all. And Bubbles and Buttercup are going to be in here too. The reason they're not in as much is because it's Blossom's story. It's not totally from her POV, but it sorta is. She's not the narrator, but it is mostly from her POV. She can't know what's happening to Buttercup and Bubbles if she's not there. Thanks for the opinions! I wish I got more of those ^_^
TTTTTT: Thanks for reviewing the prologue!
A/N: Ok, here's the deal. This is a PPG/RRB fic. I put it in the summary. If it's the summary, it's gonna be in the story. BTW, there is a longer summary in my bio. Also, Anyone who would like to be e-mailed when I update must tell me and leave me his or her e-mail address. Enjoy the fic! Reviews are very much appreciated! ^_^
Love Can Heal A Broken Heart: The Story of Blossum
Chapter 2: The Secret of the Red Cap
Narrator: The city of Townsville! A peaceful city with three brave protectors. What are those protectors up to now? Well, it's midnight. They should all be sleeping, but they aren't. At least Blossom isn't…
On Blossom's side of the room…
Blossom lies on her side, facing the pink wall. She thinks about how glad she is that she has the side by the wall. It makes it easier to sneak out during the middle of the night and sneak back in during the morning without waking her sisters. At the moment Blossom feels like she needs to get away right now. So she stuffs a pillow under the blanket, making it look like she were still there, and flies out the window.
In the morning…
Blossom awakens from her sleep grumpily and drowsily. She stumbles to her closet and grabs a pair of black cargo pants and a pink crop top. Then she fixes her hair and puts on her hat. Simultaneously, her sisters get ready also.
"Blossom," Bubbles asks, "why do you always wear that red cap?" Blossom stops and stares at Bubbles. No one had ever asked her that before. They always asked why she cared about it so much. But never why she wore it. Not that Blossom is unaware why, she knows why. She knows exactly why. Blossom freezes and closes her eyes as she's flooded by memories from long ago, kindergarten to be exact…
11 years and a few months before in an arcade…
Blossom straightens her bow before entering the arcade and checks her pocket to make sure that she has remembered her money. It's there so Blossom goes inside. She beams as she imagines playing the new car racing game that's her favorite. Normally Blossom goes with her sisters, but they stayed home this time. Oh well. I can have just as much fun playing by myself. Blossom approaches the game and climbs up onto the stool. She almost puts in her quarter when she hears someone walk up next to her.
"Want to race?" a boy asks. Blossom turns around to see a redheaded boy with dark red eyes. His red hair is the same shade as hers and a crimson cap sits backward on his head. He smiles shyly and Blossom smiles back. His red shirt has a thick black stripe across it and just below his black pants are black sneakers.
"Okay." Blossom answers smiling. He grins and hops up onto the stool next to her. "By the way, my name is Blossom. What's your name?" Blossom asks him, extending her hand.
"I'm Brick." He replies, shaking her hand. "You ready to race?" Brick inquires with a playful glint in his eyes.
"You ready to lose?" Blossom retorts, her eyes flashing with excitement. I love competition. Then they both out in a quarter and choose a car. The screens flash saying "Ready," Blossom concentrates on the race and waits eagerly for the green light. "Set," beside her Brick gets ready also. "Go!" The light turns green and both cars speed off. The tires squeal as they both round the curves at top speed. Blossom glances at Brick and sees that they're both at the exact same spot, they're tied. Blossom pushes the gas pedal to the floor and Brick does the same. I can't shake him. He's good. I might lose. Then suddenly Brick runs into the railing causing Blossom to gain the lead. Brick mutters something under his breath and Blossom suspects it's a word that someone their age shouldn't know. Blossom reaches the finish line split seconds before Brick and wins the race. "Yes!" she cries triumphantly. She looks at Brick, who doesn't look mad or upset but just sits there grinning at her. "Want to race again?" Blossom offers.
"Nah." Brick answers, hopping off of the stool.
Blossom frowns inwardly. Now he doesn't want to be my friend because I beat him. I should have let him win. After all the professor always says that the male ego is very fragile. Stupid, stupid, stupid Blossom!
"Blossom, do you wanna, um, you wanna go get ice cream with me?" Brick asks hopefully, his eyes suddenly glued to the floor. Blossom smiles again, glad that he still wants to be her friend.
"Sure!" Blossom exclaimed. Brick looks up and beams at her.
"Great!" Brick says happily. Blossom follows him out of the arcade when he stops and turns back to face her. "Um, Blossom, do you know a place to get ice cream here?" Brick asks. "I'm…uh…new in town and I only know where my house and the arcade are." He explains.
"Oh, ok! Welcome to Townsville!" Blossom tells him cheerily. Then they make their way towards the nearest ice cream parlor.
Later that evening…
Brick and Blossum walk side by side on the way to the home of the PPG. The sun has almost set and Blossom's curfew is when the streetlights come on. Blossum smiles as she thinks about the day she's had. First the arcade, then the ice cream parlor, and last the park. They had raced, walked, talked, and sailed toy boats they made from sticks and other things at the park. Now the day was over and they'd have to say goodbye. They reached Blossom's porch and stopped.
"Thanks for the ice cream cone and going to the park with me." Blossom remarks. Brick waves it off.
"No problem. I had fun today, Bloss." Brick replies. "Can I call you Bloss?" he requests.
"Sure." She answers. "I had fun too." Blossom adds quickly. The sun is about to set and the streetlights are flickering. Blossom notices this and knows that it's time to say good night. "I have to go inside now, but can I meet you at the park tomorrow?" Blossom asks.
"Yeah, same time?" Brick inquires. Blossom nods and fidgets for a moment.
"Good night, Brick."
"Night, Bloss." He replies.
It's now or never, Blossom. Come on don't be afraid. Suddenly Blossom leans over and kisses him on the cheek before dashing inside. Once inside she goes to her and her sisters' room and flops onto the bed. Yes, yes, yes! I did it! And I'm meeting him again tomorrow.
The day all of the PPG meet all of the RRB…
"Hey, why don't you pick on someone your own size?" a boy asks. Blossom freezes. She knows that voice. Blossom looks up, right into the eyes of Brick. He scowls at the girls, but his eyes reflect the same shock as Blossom's eyes. He looks at her in regret, but as a Rowdyruff Boy, he has to fight her.
I'm so sorry for this Bloss. I wish there were another way…
After the PPG are defeated, Before they have the rematch with the RRB…
"I need to go get something, I'll be back in a minute, okay?" Blossom lies. Her sisters nod and Blossom flies out the window. Blossom goes to the park and sits on a bench where she and Brick had sat the day before and talked.
"Bloss?" a voice asks timidly from behind her. Blossom looks up and faces a depressed Brick. Blossom frowns and tears threaten to spill down her cheeks.
"Why were you so mean today?" Blossom demands. Before he can answer she cuts him off, "You and your brothers wrecked Townsville and you endangered civilians. You could have killed people." Blossom accuses. "You could have killed me and my sisters." Blossom pauses. "In fact, you almost did…" Blossom trails off, trying to repress the painful memories. "Why did you have to do it?" Blossom inquires. "Now I have to…I have to destroy you." Blossom adds in a whisper. Brick swallows and sits beside her.
"I know you do." Brick replies, whispering. "I'm so sorry, Bloss. I wish it could have been different." Brick pauses and removes his cap to run his hand through his hair. Replacing the cap he requests, "Before you destroy me, I want to ask for two things. The first being forgiveness." Before Blossom can speak, he interrupts her, "Bloss, I know what I did was wrong and I'm sorry. I got caught up in the fighting. I never meant to really hurt you…or your sisters. I just," he pauses, "I let my pride go before my common sense. I lead my brothers and we were supposed to kill you three. We finished, or thought we had, you and I finally realized what I had done. That's when I cam here." Brick explains.
"Why should I forgive you?" Blossom asks, anger lacing her voice.
"You shouldn't, but I wish you would." Brick answers softly. Brick's eyes are watery and Blossom can tell he's about to cry.
He really is sorry. He looks so sad.
"I forgive you." Blossom says. Brick looks up and smiles at her. "What was you other request?" Blossom asks curiously. Brick coughs and blushes.
"Well…um…" he pauses, "CanIkissyou?" Brick blurts out. Blossom raises an eyebrow. "Can I kiss you?" he asks slowly. Blossom blushes and giggles. Then she nods. Brick smiles and tenderly kisses her. Blossom kisses him back and then they pull apart.
"Brick, even though I don't want to, I still have to…have to…" Blossom chokes and tears spill down her cheeks, "I still have to…"
"I know." Brick interrupts. "I know." He repeats softly. "When you do…take my hat." Brick instructs. "Wear it everyday as a reminder of everything we have." Brick commands. Blossom nods.
"I promise. I promise I'll wear it always. I'll never forget you Brick." Blossom vows. "Never." They kiss once again and sadly part.
At their destruction…
Blossom watches as Bubbles kisses Boomer and Buttercup kisses Butch. Blossom knows that the kiss would not be what destroys Brick, it will be her, but not her kiss. She knows exactly what will destroy him. There is only one thing he is afraid of now and she would have to say the words. Blossom flies up beside him and kisses him on the cheek.
"I hate you, Brick." She whispers softly in his ear. Brick looks at her in anguish before putting on the act of disgust and blowing up.
I'm so sorry, Brick. I don't hate you. I love you. She wipes away a tear and picks up his hat. Then she hides is in her pocket so Bubbles and Buttercup won't see it.
In the present…
"Blossom…Blossum…" Bubbles calls. "Blossom!" she yells. Blossom snaps out of her memories, back into the present.
"What?" she snaps. Blossom is not in the best of moods at the moment.
"I asked you a question and you spaced out." Bubbles explains. "Why do you always wear that hat?" Bubbles repeats. Blossom freezes again, but doesn't relive her memories again.
"Because I like it, that's why! Do I have to have a reason for wearing my cap all the time? I just happen to like it a lot!" Blossom screams. She pants and watches as Bubbles lip trembles and tears begin to well in her eyes. Then Bubbles begins to cry, not her usual whiny wailing cry, but real tears. "I have to go, don't wait up." Blossom mumbles before flying out the window. Then Blossom speeds away from the house. She flies as fast as she can until she reaches the arcade. Blossom enters the arcade, using a secret entrance that stays unlocked.
Blossom sadly floats to the now vintage video game, where she first met Brick. She lands softly on the stool and a tear slips down her cheek. Her mascara runs down both cheeks as the tears flow. Blossom turns on the stool and puts her head on the machine on top of her folded arms. Tears stream down her face as she tries to muffle her sobs. Her chest heaves with every sob and she slowly sinks down to the floor. She leans against the machine, her vision blurry.
"Want to race?" a voice asks from behind her. Blossom stops crying and swiftly turns around.
"Brick!" she yells excitedly. But when she wipes her eyes and looks around, there's no one there. "I was hearing things." Blossom says, disappointment evident in her voice. "He's not here." Blossom whispers, sinking into despair once again. She cries, as her heart is broken all over again. Blossom lies on the floor, clutching her knees to her chest and sobbing heavily.
The next morning at the girls' house…
"Buttercup, Buttercup!" Bubbles calls, shaking her punching sister awake. Buttercup drowsily awakens and notices Bubbles is standing above her with a worried look on her face. "Blossom still hasn't come back." Bubbles tells her. "I'm worried. She's already skipped one day of school. She wouldn't skip another on purpose. I think something's happened to her." Bubbles continues.
"I think that Blossom's upset about something and just needs time to get over it. She'll probably be back soon." Buttercup reassures her. Bubbles nods, although she doesn't truly agree and finishes getting ready for school.
Later in the morning at the arcade…
Blossom woke up, lying on the scratchy carpet of the arcade floor.
Why am I at the arcade? Then she sits up and rubs her eyes. The sun shines in her eyes brightly and Blossom blinks, trying to focus. Finally she does and she stands up. Sitting on the video game stool, Blossom remembers all that happened before she fell asleep yesterday.
"Want to race, Bloss?" a voice asks.
Narrator: Hmmm. Who's voice could it be? Brick and the Rowdyruff Boys are dead, aren't they? Unless, somehow they've come back. Watch out girls! These boys are tough and I'm assuming unhappy about being killed! 'Til next time!