Okay, here's what happens in this story: Blossom is now officially the hottest single girl in school, because both her sisters are taken. Same goes for Brick. Brick and Blossom HATE each other. As that goes on, They are both fighting with their siblings to try to make them stop going out. As Valentines Day approaches, Blossom starts to change in personality. No one really notices it but Brick. But it all started, it seems, the day she started receiving secret valentines...

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"WHAT are YOU doing here, Brick-Brain?" Brick heard a voice behind him yell. A girl's voice... Blossom! He whipped his head around just in time to see the gorgeous red-head standing only a few feet away.

"I'm running for class President, what did ya think I was doin'?" He said, crossly. He didn't need to deal with any of those stupid, goody-goody, FlowerStuff Girls.

PowerPuff Girls... he corrected in his mind. His brothers had drilled it into his head so hard that he was beginning to correct himself. He was especially annoyed with this particular powerpuff. She was in half of his classes, AND on the debate team. And she answered HALF the questions in whatever class she was in. The class NEVER answered questions, except for Blossom and Brick. They were the only ones who raised their hands, and they were the only ones called on. It was like a contest. Who was smarter. Who was the better leader.

She was lovely that day, as usual. Her hair was pulled up into a fiery pony-tail, but it was later in the day, and wisps of hair fell around her face. She wore a light pink midriff top, which teased the boys with a slight glimpse at her stomach, and black drawstring pants. She also wore a little bit of gold glitter around her rose-colored eyes. Any boy would have gone dumb just seeing her like that. Except Brick, that is.

"WHAT??? YOU???? HAHAHAHAHA!" Blossom was completely hysterical. Of course, Brick didn't find it so funny.

"And what are YOU doing here?" Brick asked.


"I'm running too, you Duffus. That's what this assembly is FOR!" Blossom said. Brick then burst out laughing the exact same way Blossom did. Blossom took this opportunity to check out his outfit. He was wearing a red t-shirt, and a pair of black baggy pants with a red trim. He wore his usual hat, and his hair under it was curly and tomato red. Any girl would have swooned to the floor just to see him like that. Except Blossom, that is.

"–NO WAY!!!! HAHAHAHAHA!" Brick was practically doubled over, laughing.

He is SUCH a dork. Blossom was really fed up with Brick. He was a complete show-off. He was always trying to do better that her. And succeeding! He knew practically everything she knew, and it was like an all-out war in the classroom.

"ATTENTION, STUDENTS!!" Mrs. June called. She was the history teacher, and head of the SEA, or Student Government Administration. Both Brick and Blossom looked up at her, as well as all the other students.

"The voters have decided that the two parties of the SEA are...Blossom and her campaign, The Pink Panthers, and the Red Tigers, run by Brick!!!!"

Everyone in the auditorium was silent. They all looked at Blossom and Brick, who were now staring at each other.

WHAT??? How did SHE get picked? Brick couldn't believe it. He was really going to crush her at something! FINALLY! Something she WON'T be able to beat him at!!


HE got picked???? Blossom was shocked. She looked over at Brick, and a grin spread across her face. She'd beat him. She knew she would. He was going to get STOMPED!


"Boomer called me again last night, and we started talking, you know, and out of no where, he said I was Beautiful! Can you believe it? Out of no where!" Bubbles was giggling with, of all people, Buttercup during lunch. Buttercup and Bubbles had started hanging out together ever since they started going out with Butch and Boomer.

"The other day, Butch and I were playing Zombie Commander 2, and when I won, he blamed it on my blinding beauty!" Buttercup was telling Bubbles. They both giggled and turned around to find their counterparts right behind them. They jumped up and hugged the boys, while Blossom and Brick stared at them from the opposite end of the cafeteria.

Ugh! That just makes me SICK! If it were anyone else I wouldn't mind so much, but THEM? The Rowdy Punks? EEEEWE! Blossom was trying to hold back a swear, and slowly took a bite of her peanut-butter sandwich.

Ugh! The PowerPuff Freaks! Why did it have to be the PowerPuff Freaks? Brick was staring at his brothers, trying not to vomit.

I'm gonna put a stop to this right now! Both the angry red-heads thought at the same time. They both crossed the cafeteria, and stood facing their siblings.

"Blossom, what's up?" Buttercup pulled away from Butch, and faced her sister.

"Um..., can I talk to you girls in the art room? It's kind of a girl thing." Blossom said to the girls.

"Uh, Sure." Both sisters said. They all followed Blossom to the art room.


"So, what's up, Blossom? What's wrong?" Bubbles asked.

"Look, I know what you're going to say, but I DON'T like the fact that you're going out with the enemy! If you don't remember correctly, THEY TRIED TO KILL US!!!!!" Blossom whispered sharply.

"NO WAY, Blossom! You are NOT going to make me give up Boom-Boom! I love him!" Bubbles said, defiantly.

"And I've said it more than once, I am NOT giving up Butch!!!!" Buttercup said.

"You don't know what you're getting into! They're GOING to get you into trouble! Believe Me! I don't trust them, and YOU shouldn't either!"

"We're sick of you trying to break us up!" Bubbles said.

"Whatever Blossom. Say whatever you want. But as of right now, You aren't even our sister anymore."Buttercup said. Then she and Bubbles flew back to the lunch room.


While the girls were arguing, the boys were having a similar argument.

"Listen, They're POWERPUFFS! You can't trust THEM!" Brick said.

"Look, I don't care what you say. I love BB!" Boomer was saying.

"And Buttercup and I are in love. So just shut the H*** up."

"You always try to break us up!" said Boomer.

"But–"

"Shut up, Brick. As of now, you are NOT our brother."

Both Boomer and Butch gave Brick penetrating stares, until he got up and went back to his table.

Both Brick and Blossom looked on as the two couples had a conversation, obviously about them.


Bubbles, Boomer, Buttercup, and Butch were all talking about what had just occurred.

"Those two idiots!" Bubbles said.

"Yeah! They're STUPID!" Buttercup said.

"We totally agree." said Butch and Boomer.

"Whatever. They are such dorks. I'm not even gonna talk to HER anymore." Buttercup said.

"Ditto!" said Bubbles.

"And definitely no more Brick." Said Butch.

"Same Here!" said Boomer.

And they ignored their siblings for the rest of the day.


As Blossom went to her locker, she knew there were a billion eyes following her every move. She opened her locker, and notes from almost all the boys in school were filling it to the brim. She picked up a strange looking one and opened it. All of a sudden, she felt very strange. She dropped the card and headed towards her next class.


Brick watched Blossom walk into the classroom.

Oh, here we go... He was expecting her to give him some kind of look, but she just walked right by. She sat down with her best friend, Nina, and started chatting away. When class began, much to his and everyone's surprise, she didn't stop talking! When the teacher gave her an amazed, but angry look, she just started passing notes! Everyone was astounded, especially Brick! When the teacher asked a question, she didn't even raise her hand!

"Miss Blossom, do you have something to say to the class?" The teacher asked her.

At first, she was silent. Then she got up and said "Yeah! I say that this class sucks!" Blossom then picked up the homework paper on the desk, and tore it to pieces. She walked out the door, leaving the teacher, and Brick, astounded.


Brick walked to his locker, and saw the Valentine on the floor. It was a card, and inside, it was addressed to Blossom. He looked at it, and looked at her locker. He smelled something on the card... Perfume? He put the card in her locker, and flew straight home.