Blossom was instantly hit by the smell of the food and she placed her hand on her stomach. Realizing that, she was so focused and worried about this being an ambush, she was so hungry.
"Whoa." She gasped looking around, as the place was big enough and it was fashioned like the inside of a ship, she could even hear the water running around the place. A Host running a pirate's outfit gasped as he saw them, despite the fact there was a line, the host cut through the crowd and greeted Brick with a strained smile.
"Sir, welcome...Welcome to the Sea Witch. Our Manager-"
"I'm here to eat." Brick snapped, pulling out a cigarette and placing it in his mouth, despite the non smoking sigh right above them.
The host looked at Blossom and bowed his head at Brick, "Of course, of course. Right this way."
The Host seem to abandon all the other customers' whining and complaints, as he grabbed two menus and escorted them through the resturant. Blossom looked around, excited that it even had a beam in the middle of the restaurant, the wall was decorated with fake fish, nets and pictures of sailors and pirates, and life savers. Creaks and echoing of the wate roared through the entire resturant along with the soft music of pirate jigs.
"The Clam section...your usual seat Sir." The host explained, bringing Blossom back to focus to where they were going to sit. It was at a booth in the far end where there the ship's steering wheel was, giving the illusion that they were alone.
"Would you like me to bring you your drinks or-" The host seemed quite nervous as Brick lit a cigarette, it almost seem like the Host wanted to tell him that smoking wasn't allowed but he just clenched his teeth in a tight smile.
"Shouldn't you be getting back to your podium?" Brick gave him a glare.
The host just bowed, "Yes sir...thank you sir, a server will be right with you, Sir." The Host quickly walked away.
"You shouldn't be smoking. The sign says no smoking." Blossom snapped under her breath. She was a little nervous, they were pretty far from the other customers but she wasn't going to let him know that. She has to put up a front as much as possible.
"Just look through the menu, I'm starving." He snapped, exhaling a puff of smoke through his nose causing her to cough and fan the smoke from her face.
"You're going to ruin your health." She continued, suddenly her phone rung again, it was Kasey, she answered.
"BLOSSOM! HELP!" Kasey cried out.
"What's wrong now?" Blossom sighed, opening the menu.
"You've gotta come back! Belle is trying to feed me Bitter Melon and cheese!"
"What happened to the bitter melon salad?" Blossom asked, she cringed as she saw the prices.
"IT WAS SO GROSS! BUT SHE WON'T GIVE UP! PLEASE HELP!"
"I can't, "Blossom looked at Brick who was still smoking and looking at his phone, "I just can't. I'll be back soon, just...just eat the food, she'll never let you go until you do. I've gotta go." She hung up before she could hear anymore.
"Kieran said Nobo warned him. Nobo talked." Blitz texted.
Brick frowned, "Of course, being followed."
"Send pic." Boomer texts.
"I can't." Brick answered.
"Get your ass up. If he's following ya, he'll either follow ya or try to look at where your sitting." Butch text.
Brick pouted and scoffed, he hated being ordered around, he was the damn leader.
A server came up to them with the same exact forced smile, she looked at Brick and spoke right to him, "Hello Welcome to the Sea Witch, would you like to hear about our specials-"
"I want a Captain Morgan with lime."
"Oh...eh..Water?" Blossom shrugged her shoulders.
"We're ready to order." He demanded impatiently, she looked up at him, shocked as she didn't even really look at the menu, "I'll have the Oyster Special with vinegar."
"I'm sorry Sir, we don't have an oyster special-"
"Of course you do...you just don't know your specials." He darted this scary look at her.
"Of course...Stupid me, Oyster Special with vinegar...Ma'm?" She looked at Blossom who was quickly scanning for the cheapest thing.
"The Juicy Crab salad?" Blossom seemed flustered and pouted as the menu was taken. The server bowed her head and left, she shot a look at him, "I wasn't ready."
"I said I'm starving, instead of answerin' your phone you could've looked at the menu." He said harshly, he stood up for a second, "I'll be right back, don't try and run off."
"I'm here with you. I won't, plus I know that would do more damage than good."
"Good job Cherry." Brick left for a second.
Blossom pulled out her phone, she ignored some of Kasey's desperate texts and saw Bubbles text.
"I saw Brianna standing like a ballarina, I bet she wants to dance again."Bubbles texted.
"That would be amazing, I want to see it." Blossom text.
"Right right, we should be super supportive. Have to clean before bed, good night."
She put her phone away when she saw Brick coming back with a cigarette in his mouth and his phone in his hand.
"You should stop smoking before you ruin your health." Blossom pouted.
"Healing factor." That was all he said, while he looked at his phone, sending the pic.
"What are you planning?" Blossom asked him.
"Nothing special, just feeding my pet, Cherry, nothing more." Brick placed his phone face down and he looked at the side, his eyes glowed red as his vision went right through the wooden wheel of the ship and focused on the same figure ordering food.
"Are you calling me your Pet? I'm not your pet, you can't control me." Blossom pouted, the server brought them their drinks and her jaw dropped when she saw that this Captain Morgan was a beer, "Are you out of your mind, you're driving." She was about to grab the drink from him but he snapped it out of reach, a basket of cheese biscuits and two saucers were placed in between them.
"Healing factor, need something stronger than this ta get drunk."He squeezed the lime into his drink and took a sip, "Once you tap into your real strength, you'll understand...before I crush you."
"You can't scare me. Good always triumphs."
Brick sighed, his mouth clenched to tightly as his phone vibrated, "It's a neat trick you do, you open your mouth and some cheesy bullshit comes out."
"It's not cheesy, it's the truth, good always win and evil doers and monsters like you are always defeated-" Blossom froze as she was grabbed by the chin and pulled towards him. She didn't There was this intense look in his eyes. She's seen this before...during their last fight, she called it, his dead eyes. There were no light in his eyes, it was like looking into a dead fish, his black aura spread around his like ink in water. Goosebumps started to form on her arms and her chin where he was touching felt hot.
Her eyes widened as her dim white z aura flickered compared to his, like a squirrel standing before before a Grizzly Bear.
"Cherry, you're boring me with that bullshit. Good and Bad, everything is so black and white huh? There are grays and monsters come in all shapes and forms, usually with a mask. Bore me and..."He looked down at her lip, she was wearing a pink lip gloss that looked tasteful, her lips quivering, "I just might find some other way to entertain myself, understand?" He tilted her chin upwards, letting go and sitting back.
She gulped as she sat back, that hot touch lingered and her nerves got the best of her for a minute.
"Don't be scared Bloss, be brave...what would Buttercup or Brianna do?" Blossom's hand was shivering as she grabbed her glass of water and sipped through the straw.
Brick scoffed as he felt his phone vibrated and scoffed again as he saw that it was Beast who texted him.
"Be nice." That was all his text said.
He frowned but sighed, "So...you're in school right?" He asked tapping his finger on the table, finishing his cigarette and stubbing out the end on the table.
"Y-yes..*clears throat* What you wanna learn what school I go to?" She looked at him as she took a cheese biscuit and a saucer.
"Oh no, I already know that." Brick responded nonchalantly, looking at his phone as Beast text him again.
"And smile." Beast texted.
"How the hell is he doing that?" Brick looked around, ignoring her stunned look.
"What? How..how did you know?" She struggled to ask when their food was being brought to their tables.
"The General Manager is sorry that he couldn't atte-" The server smiled forcefully wider.
"I didn't ask for him did I? I'm just here to eat. Like my little brother always says, the investment is in the food." He said in a low murmur with this intense look, "I hope its good and bring me a bottle of vinegar, this is hardly enough..."
Blossom shot him a look
"Please." Brick glared at her and that ridiculous triumphant smile, but there was a light smirk on his face.
The Oyster special had eight oyster opened, fried calamari and onion rings.
"Not a bad special." Blossom drooled as her plate was placed in front of her, she gasped at her big it was.`The gorgeous different colors of the green salad, the bright red color of the crab meat as it was drizzled in a beautiful design of mayo.
The count looked down at the woman before him. The cold was bearing down on them and filling up in their lungs.
"There is no husband I need to have a duel with should we proceed with this." The Count Van Trussel said properly.
"No Sir, I am a widow but I will be alright, I'm not cold." She cleared her throat, embarrassed by his suggestion.
"Don't be an idiot. You must remove you clothes immediately, they are soaked to the bone and you will die of the chill."
She looked away as he removed his wet top and pants, leaving on his only under garment. The snow storm raged on outside, but the barn sheltered them and their horses.
"Removed them immediately, "He ordered her as he could see that her fingers and lips were turning blue. This Victorian lady would rather suffer and die from hypothermia then undress herself in front of a man who wasn't a spouse; but he wasn't interested in propriety and society's rules, this was life or death. He went over and forcibly begin to unbutton her coat.
"I say...what are you doing?" She cried out with such fury at his action.
"You will perish if you don't remove your clothes. We must use our body heat to survive this."
"But-But...this indignity-" She cried but she was instantly by him.
"I promise, I shall not say anything to anyone."
The cold seethe to her very bones and she pushed his hand away, "I'll do it."
"I shall look away." He turned his back, giving her enough courage to do what needed to be done. She removed her dress and clothing until she was in her cotton pettie coat and girdle. She quickly covered herself in the straw, lying next to him making sure every inch of her body was covered.
Brianna looked up from her book, curious. Soft jazz music was being played in her room, relaxing her. It was the perfect atmosphere.
"Embarrassed...would it really be that embarrassing if it meant life or death?" She asked herself, curious, she leaned her head back and looked up at the white ceiling in deep throat.
She was sitting on a sofa in her large bedroom and sighed as her stomach grumbled. She really wanted to finish the next chapter but she was hungry and she always looked forward to eating with her grand parents. Plus, if she didn't get there on time, the cook Mrs. Hubbard would skin her alive.
"It's not polite to keep everyone waiting." She said to herself, reciting one of the rules of being a proper lady, a habit that she wished she could get rid of.
"Alexa, stop playlist please." She said and the music instantly stopped.
She walked out of her room, rubbing her shoulder, her shirt slid down for a second to expose a skin discoloration of an old bruise.
The dining room was large with twenty or so chairs, the table was dark rich brown color of mahogany wood, lights shined from the crystal chandelier, large Asian rug on the floor with the table on top, and her Grandma's world famous china collection in a large cabinet on the west side of the room, classical music remix electro playing throughout the room. The three sat in the end together with Reginald, the butler standing on the side ready to serve, despite their countless objections and wanting the old butler to rest, he always refused.
"Oh...Mrs. Hubbard is a fine cook." Her grandfather exclaimed with such joy as he cut into another piece of his hamburger steak with a runny egg on top, he took a sip of red wine and sighed in delight, "I can not 'ell you how joyful it dis to have something different." He took a bite of asparagus and sighed in pleasure once more.
"You were in Romania for a month, it couldn't have been that bad. You're Romanian after all." Maggie chuckled, she looked at Brianna, "My Fairy, please have more food. You can have some of my tofu steak or hamburger steak."
"I'm fine Maggie, I promise. It's very good." Brianna smiled softly as she took a bite of her juicy steak.
Her grandfather continued, "I know, I know but eating dhe same thing over and over, it tiring, no? Goulash and pork knuckles. Dhey want to impress me, dhey should have...what dis dhat word? Variety, yes. Like dhis country here, dhere is always something different and new, like hamburger steak with egg on top and dhis Wastbi ice cream."
"Wasbi ice cream Matthew." Brianna corrected him.
"And Tofu steak." Her Grandma didn't have as much of a heavy accent and a vegetarian, happily sipped her water, she was of Spanish/ French descent with lovely reddish gold hair mixed with a few gray strands of hairs that unfortunately, thanks to the Sonata's recessive gene of having black hair, none of her kids inherited it. She is famous Songstress throughout Europe and America and was just as eccentric as her husband, if not more.
"So what is this new charity event for this time, Maggie?" Brianna asked, if she was quiet for too long, her grandparents would worry and start to pry and baby her even more than usual.
"To support the fight against Animal Cruelty. Apparently, The Mayor had called and asked if we could support...how do you say...the petition against it. I say petition, piece of paper does nothing. I shall throw a Charity Gala and raise the money. I don't know why anyone can be cruel to animals. Animals especially dogs are wonderful creatures, I remember..."
Brianna's phone vibratedwhile on the table while her grandmother was going on about her favorite Wolf Hound Wolf gang and her pitbull Baby. Brianna sighed as she got a text from Bubbles who was making sure she made it home safely. Brianna replied and placed her phone in her mind got back to the conversation...
"Perhaps we shall adopt a dog. We have the room." Her grandfather sipped his wine.
"Brilliant, just not a hunting breed, it might chase my beauitful Peacocks. To see my poor peacocks maim or eaten would be a tragedy. The hurting of animals is disgusting...eating them should be frowned upon too. Hint hint, Matei."
"We have been over this many a time, I will eat my meat until I die. I have already given up Veal for you, is not enough?" He happily chewed the hamburger and mixed it with his mashed potatoes, Maggie and Matthew continued this 'discussion', well into dessert.
"Maggie, I like meat. As head of dhe family I am demanding...to be spending the time with my grand baby and her fascinating choice of music. Titania, dhis new classical music is quite...how you say...invigorating." Matthew suddenly said, getting Brianna's attention. It was his way of asking for help from his strong willed and stubborn wife, which was a problem since both were pretty stubborn but he learned a long time ago that distracting his wife was the best way to stop the arguing before it got too intense and it was always the welfare of her children and her only grandchild.
"Oh..eh..thanks Matei."
He knew for certain that this would quiet or distract Margaret.
"Oh my Fairy, I hope you don't think we neglected you." Maggie pleaded eating a caramel soymilk flan as Reginald was pouring them their hot drinks. Maggie had herbal tea, Matthew and Brianna had hot chocolate.
"No No...I don't mind listening." Brianna said, eating her black berry flan, she hummed in delight as she did have a soft spot for sweets, not as crazed as Blossom's sweet tooth though.
"No, we've neglected our grand baby, Mags. Since I've been gone a month, what has my little girl been up too?"
"Nothing really, hanging out with my friends and school..." Brianna shrugged her shoulder, finishing her flan and ready to get into her hot coco. She sighed in relief as she sipped the nice chococlate drink, tasting the warm milk and chewing on a marshmallow.
"And having fun, I try to make sure of that and dating, she must date, is there another boy in your life?" Maggie asked, causing Brianna to almost choke and cough as she knew what her Grandmother was going to say next, "Well darling, I gave you plenty of pro-"
"Maggie! No boys!" Brianna face palmed herself looking at her grandfather.
"Good, I do not have to challenge to duel." He slammed his glass with a frown but then he smiled at his wife, "We should dake her somewhere to have more fun, you can never have enough of dhe fun, life is fleeting." Matthew looked at Maggie and they both nodded, agreeing with each other.
"Really you guys, I'm ok. I shouldn't leave in the second month of the school year anyways. " Brianna had a sweat drop as she saw the determined looks in their faces as they were already scheming.
"Hmm...perhaps during the break, we can take her and her friends to my Villa in Nice, France." Maggie continued to suggest and nodded.
"Da..Da...no...no...France is bad idea, remember? Her training-" He gave a knowing look to Maggie, who gasped.
"Of course...but this country has splendors of its own or Liechtenstein." Maggie suddenly laughed, finishing her flan, "The culture and the quaint setting is enough to ease your worries."
"Ah Da..Da...we can go to dhere, It is very beautiful. We have not gone since our 30th anniversary."
"Guys...It's fine. I promise I'm having plenty of fun." Brianna picked at her flan, but she feel their piercing worried look, "I've decided to quit Choir practice." Brianna simply said, at first she was nervous that they would be outrage.
Matthew sighed in relief, "Finally!" He cried out.
"Matei!" Margaret kicked him under the table.
"What? Dhat amateur instructor knows nothing of singing. For example, he makes you clear throat. You do not clear throat, Nu Nu, amateur mistake. See you sing through it, as you sing, your voice heightens to new lengths. Be honest Titania, it bored you."
"Well yeah." Brianna shrugged her shoulders, relieved that her grandparents weren't upset by it, after living with them for four years, their easygoing ways were still new to her.
Matei slammed his hand on the table and laughed, pointing at Margaret, "Didn't I dell you...you be owning me 20 dollars."
Margaret pouted with her arms crossed.
"You bet on me quitting?" Brianna looked at both of them.
"Titania, do not be mad. You are a Sonata, you would have been bored with such...how do you say...meaningless repetitive drooling. You need challenge, it is in dhe blood."
"And as a Castille, I thought you would fight the boredom and stay...at least until November." Margaret shrugged her shoulders.
"What will my grand baby will try this timing?" He asked very eager, the phone started to ring and Reginald excused himself to answer it.
"I...I don't know for certain, whatever you guys-"
"Hold it right there, Titania, "Maggie interrupted her, "How many times do I have to tell you, it's whatever you want to do. It's your life."
"Da Da, whatever your passions take, you go. And we...support you." Her grandfather patted her on the shoulder, "Perhaps-"
"Pardon me, Miss Brianna, your father has telephoned-" Reginald covered his mouth instantly. Matei has been gone for a month that he completely forgotten not to mention the son in front of his Master. Brianna and Maggie looked at him with widened eyes on their faces as Matei's smile turned into an intense frown. He instantly stood up and walked in front of the window, overlooking the side garden. Reginald bowed out and left the room as well.
"I should..should go do my homework and take a bath, good night." Brianna stood up, not even finishing her hot coco.
"You have a wonderful night." Maggie nodded with a worried look, she watched as Brianna left out of the room, "Darling?"
Unbeknownst to either of them, Brianna stayed behind, leaning against the wall. Reginald saw Brianna leaning against the door, he stood next to her, listening.
"He has been calling her?" Matei asked in a low hiss, which was frightening.
"Yes...almost every other day." She stirred her tea back and forth, finishing her cup. She waited for the famous rage of the Head of the Sonata Family to erupt.
"What has he been sayin' to her? Is he dhe reason she quit dhe singing practice? Nu, he would have wanted 'er to stay." He said with a scoff.
"I...I don't think so." Maggie took a sip of her herbal tea and cleared her throat, "Matei, it might have nothing to do with him, Titania could've gotten bored-"
"Or...how do you say...dhe trauma."
"That's not fair."
"FAIR! WHAT IS FAIR! YOU SHOULD HAVE LETTING' ME CHALLENGE HIM TO A DUEL! I BE BETTING HE WOULD'VE STOP DHIS CALLING DHEN!" His heavy accent roared and echoed through several rooms, he stomped over towards a decanter and poured himself a small glass of scotch.
"That won't be good for your medicine, no alcohol." Maggie said concerned as he toss the glass back and sighed in relief; but his rage was still bubbling under the surface, his drinking was just a way to keep himself calm enough.
"Dhat fool is in another country and he already made my blood pressure do dhe sky rocketing."
"I don't think that's fair, he's our son." Maggie said, still calm as Matei poured himself another glass.
"Son...no Son...he is disgrace!" Matei was about to take a sip but Maggie took it from him and drink the whole glass, "Even you must be disappointed in him, why must you defend him? He has done so wrong, by you, by me, by his family name...even...Brianna..and even-"
Maggie poured herself a small glass and one for Matei, she sat back at the table, "Because he is our son. We can't turn our back on him completely."
"He is no son of mine. He is disgrace. Dhe sooner you accept, dhe less your heart breaks. He is scourge on dhe name Sonata."
Maggie took a small sip of her scrotch, saying nothing.
"Sonata's are all about..honor...dignity but...also passion. Passion for music...or passion for life..."
"He's our only son."
"A son who abuses, mistreating and deceit. He is no son, he is no Sonata. We have a grand child who suffered from his cruelty, his twisted ways of what it is to be a Sonata. We must concentrate on her now, he should be dead to us."
"But I won't abandoned him." Maggie shook her head.
"I am head of dhe family and I will not be recieving him in dhis house, not unless Titania is ok with it, only 'dhen and not before." He placed the glass on the top, speaking softly, "Titania is all my concern now. Dhe only 'hing dhat came out of all 'dhis mess, is her."
"Matei."
He spoke softly as he sat down at the table, pouring himself and Maggie a glass, "I want so badly to be seein' her dancing or hear her play her violin or sing...but I can not be asking. Chopin saw her once...back in Russia, dhat she danced like a true Sonata, an angel on clouds, a fairy. I want to be seeing with my own eyes."
"We can ask her...one day. Titania is a very strong girl, we are to be supportive of her." Maggie grabbed his hand and rubbed those rough callous hands, looking at them lovingly, "Perhaps we shall see what she does. Even if it's not music or the fine arts."
"I would be proud of her no matter what. The calls must stop, We block his calls...Titania will not be tormented by him."
"We can't just block him. Let's call him-"
"I refuse to be talkin' to 'im."
"Then I will."
Matei left the room out of the other end, leaving Maggie alone.
Brianna stood there with her mouth covered, Reginald patted her on the back. He escorted her towards her room.
Reginald finally said, "Mistress Brianna, I'm so sorry. The Master isn't mad at you. He could never be mad at you. I just want to remind you of that. I'm sorry if I spoke out of term."
"No, it's okay really."
"I noticed you didn't finish your hot chocolate. Would you like me to make you one?"
"No...I'm fine."
Blossom placed a piece of crab meat, crisp lettuce and the Dijon mayo made her face blush brightly and caused her smile widely. There was nothing like eating somethin so grab when you're starving. She was in such bliss that she almost forgot her worries and cares, she looked at Brick poured vinegar and tabasco sauce on his oyster and slurped the meat up.
"Are those good?" Blossom asked, curious as Brick had this grave look on his face when he looked at his phone, but then...a strange smirk.
"They're fresh, I have a weakness for oysters, "He looked at Blossom and sighed, "You wanna try?"
"How about a trade? Some of my crab salad for an oyster."Blossom seemed really relax and eased, strangely her aura was glowing brighter as she gave him a big piece of her crab meat and salad after her gave her an oyster half, "Say Ah."
"What the hell?" He looked at her, taken back by this,he had a slight blush, "What the hell are you doing?"
"Say Ah, "Blossom had this eager look.
"You've lost your mind-"
She shoved it in his mouth, chuckling at his reaction as he seemed confused and shocked at the same time. She pulled it out slowly, laughing again and sticking her tongue out, her eyes...flashed pink.
"Alright, so do I just eat this like you did?" She held her oyster up.
Brick seemed speechless for just a second but he snapped right out of it, "I frankly like mines with vinegar and tabasco, ya know, a little salty and hot mix together."
"I can try it like that too?" Blossom asked. She poured a little vinegar and a little tasbasco, and put the shell to her mouth.
"Careful it can-"
Blossom gasped, chuckling with her mouth closed as so of the vinegar and oyster juice spilled all over her.
"Now you warn me." She laughed with her mouth full, she coughed a little at how hot it was but she swallowed it, "That's...not bad."
"Damnit, here." He tried his best to frown as he handed her a napkin, "The Crab salad was pretty good."
"Maybe I can shove another piece into your mouth." She threatened, wiping the strain on her shirt.
"At least I know this place is during good enough."
"What do you mean?"
"Well I kinda own it." Brick pulled out his cigarette, but he stopped himself, putting his pack back into his pocket, still looking to his side.
"What?!" she looked at him, baffled, "But how?"
"How about dessert?" Brick was looking at his phone.
"He'll wait until you go to your car to strike." Butch texted.
"I'll be there so." Blitz text.
"Wait, you own this place...how...threatening the real owner...stole the resturant-"
"How the *uck do you steal a resturant?" He gave her a grumbled under his breath, still looking at his phone, "Order some dessert already, I'm paying."
Blossom wanted to ask more questions, she looked at the dessert menu but her eyes couldn't help but darted back to Brick who was texting on his phone.
"I thought I had some idea about the Rowdy Ruff Boyz, but..."Blossom looked down at the picture as their server came back, "I would like dessert please."
"To go or-"
"For Here and I would like to place an order to go as well." Brick interrupted the server, "Salted Mackerel dinner."
"And I would have the Chocolate Peanut butter wave please." Blossom said politely, giving the lady a smile.
"This is the rich part of the city, not to mention he owns a resturant, but how? Brick or the other boys aren't exactly on the news. I don't know anything about his life before. I might be the right position to learn more about them. I'll try and get stronger, but maybe I can pretend to be weak." Blossom was continuing her deep thoughts even as her cakearrives. She cuts the large piece in half, places the second half on the old cheese biscuit saucer.
"What are you doing now?' He looked up from his phone.
"I can't eat this piece by myself. It's too big."
"I don't like sweets like that."
"What?" Blossom gasped and pouted, "C'mon, just one bite. Sweets have a way of making people smile especially the sour pusses."
"I'll give it to Butch, he's a sweet tooth fiend."
"Camera are down in five." Boomer text.
"Don't turn them off, let them record, put it on a file." Butch text
"Guards are taken care of." Blitz text
"Then I like him better." Blossom stuck her tongue out and hmphed as she took a small piece of her slice with her fork and was about to put it in her mouth when Brick grabbed her hand and...it happened slowly. He maneuvered and pulled her hand towards his mouth. The fork went right into his mouth and the cake piece.
He looked up at her, his eyes glowing red...Blossom was frozen, there was something strange about this movement. Her eyes were flashing pink and a coldness escaped from her exhale as her heart was fluttering.
"We should go." Brick finally said. She nodded, speechless.
Everything was a fog, she could barely remember a thing as they were leaving the Sea Witch, Brick was behind her...the only thing that was on her mind was why was her heart beating so fast and why did she feel so...she didn't even remember how she got her cake in its styrofoam box.
She walked passed a kind man as she walked down the parking lot.
Another exhale and an intense cold air escaped from her lips and into the air causing the ceiling above her to be covered in a light sheet of ice.
She gasped as she looked at her fingers, she blew on her finger, it was cold, "Is...Is this a power?" She tried again but nothing happened when all of sudden, there were the sound of footsteps behind her.
A man rushed towards her, she caught a side glance as the figure pulled out a small knife.
Blossom's cake hit the ground...and a figure falls and hits the ground.
