A week passed and things began to regain a sense of normalcy. The blood transfusion had proven successful: Brick no longer struggled with an inner demon and his brothers were perfectly fine. One side effect of the transfusion, however, was that none of the boys had any of Him's powers. Brick's dark magic and mind reading abilities were gone. Blossom supposed that was for the best, although truthfully she was just glad Brick could no longer hear her thoughts. Her sisters had been slightly put off by the entire situation but eventually let it drift into the past. Bubbles and Boomer went on their first date, and according to the lipstick stains all over Boomer's face that Brick told her he had come home with, she guessed it went off without a hitch. Even Buttercup and Butch were warming up to each other and were now able to hold a genuine conversation that didn't evolve into a fistfight. Things were seemingly going smoothly. The only problem that still challenged their lives, however, was Blossom. Although only she knew about that.

Day and night, she would wring her hands and try to calm her thrumming heart, knowing that her evil clone would visit her again, and it did. Everyday. Sometimes she would only hear its voice, other times she would see the evil twin, but most of the time she passed out and awoke in a dark room where her clone was waiting. Fortunately, she could feel when she was about to faint and would excuse herself from the eyes of her siblings before it happened. Eventually, she was able to get a handle on ignoring the voice and fighting through the hallucinations, but she knew it was getting worse. Slowly and surely, she knew she would end up like Brick. The only difference being that she had no solution. As her clone said, and continued to remind her: a blood transfusion can't get rid of it.

"Well, it usually worked better when I was angry but then I had no control. I could do small things such as lifting books or glasses, but even then I couldn't contain the rage. It always came out, no matter what. Anytime I used dark magic." Brick crossed his arms with a thoughtful sigh and looked over at her.

Blossom had asked him how he had used his dark magic, back when he still had it. She was desperate to try it, to understand just exactly how similar she was reacting to Him's...er...essence, compared to Brick. She needed at least an idea as to where she stood. Was she in shallow waters? Or deep shit?

"Why do you ask?"

She shrugged, averting her gaze. "Just curious. Now that you're back to normal, I feel like I can actually ask questions without upsetting-" She paused and bit her tongue. "Sorry, I didn't mean it like that."

He smiled. "Its fine, Bloss, we've talked about this, remember?" He took her hands and she looked up at him. "I regret everything I said and did to you in those few weeks, I didn't mean any of it and I would never wish to hurt you. And you've already forgiven me and apologized for hitting me in the head with a fridge. So, just like that, its all fixed. We can talk about what happened, you don't need to worry about hurting me. Okay?"

She smiled back at him with a nod. "Okay."

He pressed a soft kiss to her forehead and squeezed her hands. "I gotta go help Boomer make dinner, apparently your sister is eating over and he wants it to be extraordinary." She giggled. "Maybe I'll see you later?"

She tapped her chin. "Hm, I don't know I'll have to-"

"Canceling again? Big surprise."

She cleared her throat, "Um, yeah, maybe."

She saw his face flash with suspicion but he quickly hid it. "Okay, well, bye for now then." He leaned forward and she pressed a kiss to his cheek. A light blush warmed her nose and Brick laughed. "I love you."

"I love you, too."

He flashed her a grin and then the door closed, leaving her alone in the house. She glanced down at her hands and then to the basement door.

"Maybe I could just test it out."

"Good idea, then you'll go on a psycho rampage while no one is home, keeping all of this a secret just like you tried to do with Brick and look how well that turned out."

Right...Buttercup was still on uneasy terms with her due to the miscommunication. She didn't like being left out of anything and the fact that Blossom had told Bubbles about Brick before she told Buttercup inflicted a wound, especially on her ego. Blossom knew from the start that she should have told both of her sisters, but her head had been such a mess at the time and well, Bubbles had just been there and so she ended up spilling the secret to her blonde sibling instead. However, she was not keeping this one a secret from Buttercup. She would tell them both, together, just not right now. First, she needed some time to think and test the waters. And to get this annoying bitch to shut up.

"You do realize I can hear all of your thoughts?"

Blossom growled, "Yes, I am aware." She threw open the door and hovered down the stairs, wandering into the training room. The doors slid shut and she turned to the key pad.

"Locking yourself inside because you know you'll lose control?"

"No, because I know how dangerous dark magic is. I'm not worried about my control."

Hmhm

What sounded like a distant chuckle rang through her ears and she grimaced. She finished typing in the password and walked over to the middle of the room. Sticking a hand into her pocket, she grabbed her phone and pulled it out. Then she extended her arm and pictured an image of the phone lifting into the air.

"It's not going to work you idiot."

The phone fell from her hand and clattered to the floor as she jumped back from the suddenly visible clone. Her eyes narrowed at it.

"Why not?" She snapped.

It scooped up the fallen device and tossed it between its hands. "Because you don't have dark magic, only me."

A sigh escaped Blossom's lips and she rubbed her brow. "Who even are you?"

The clone focused its dark glower on her and carelessly tossed the phone behind itself. Blossom grit her teeth as her phone hit the wall, its screen shattering. "I'm a projection from your mind that is indited of rage, just like Brick's. The particles of Him's heart that you inhaled traveled to your brain and tweaked it, like the almighty Mongolian emperor Genghis Khan with China. He arrived, he reconstructed, and he conquered. The darkness still reigns within you, but not dark magic. As I said before, your composition is entirely different from your counterpart's, therefore Him's pith altered you in a different manner. Quite honestly, a worse manner."

Blossom frowned. "How so?"

Her twin crossed its arms with a bored roll of the eyes. "The darkness traveled to your brain much quicker than it did with Brick, although it takes the same amount of time to 'take control', it's already gone from your bloodstream, meaning a blood transfusion would do you no good."

Blossom narrowed her eyes. "Why are you telling me all of this?"

A pair of pink eyes flashed with malevolent intent. "Because...the longer you stay here, the more your sisters freak out."

She blinked. "What?"

It shoved her back and she hit a wall. A finger was jabbed into her sternum. "You better hurry up, little bitch, because times ticking. It won't be long now until you're all mine." And then with a vicious snarl, it slammed Blossom's head against the wall and she saw stars.

When her eyes fluttered open, she found herself lying in the middle of the kitchen with a pair of heads hovering over her and a throb underneath her skull. She pressed a hand to her temple with a hiss.

"What happened?" She asked her sisters.

Bubbles placed a hand on her back and helped her sit up. "Well me and Buttercup just got home from the mall and we walked into the kitchen and found you here. So we tried to wake you up."

Blossom groaned and got to her feet. "How long have I been out?"

"From what we know, five minutes." Buttercup answered.

Bubbles handed her sister a glass of water. "Are you okay?"

The pink puff nodded. "Side effect of the recent stress this past week I guess." The lie slid so naturally over her tongue. "I think I'm fine now, though." Despite her words, she frowned. She hadn't passed out like this since the day at the hospital, she could always tell when she was about to lose consciousness. This time, however, she didn't even know she had fainted until she woke up.

"Times ticking."

"Maybe you should go get some rest." Bubbles suggested.

Blossom shook her head and strode into the living room. "I think I slept for long enough."

Buttercup cocked an eyebrow as she followed her. "You count passing out on the kitchen floor sleep?"

Another ache rocked against her skull.

"Yeah Blossy, that's not very healthy." Bubbles pitched in, joining the two.

Blossom ignored her and searched the coffee table for her laptop. She still had some serious homework to do, pertaining to a certain evil clone who's presence she could feel even now.

"Obviously. I'm a part of you, so I'm always here."

"Speaking of health, have you eaten yet today?"

Blossom lifted up the couch cushions in pursuit of her computer. "Yes, Buttercup. Why wouldn't I have?"

Said brunette focused a steely gaze on her. "Oh really? What did you have then?"

The pink puff paused. "An apple...or something, god I don't remember Buttercup! Why does it matter?" Actually, now that she thought of it, she wasn't entirely sure that she had eaten yet.

"Because," Buttercup stated. "We had a talk with Brick yesterday and apparently you've been losing weight."

"Judgmental much?"

Blossom scoffed, "And he would know that how?"

Buttercup scoffed back, "Um because guys pay attention to girls' bodies? Duh. He's noticed you've been getting thinner."

"We could do without the attitude."

Blossom grit her teeth and dropped to her knees, continuing her search. "Okay, so maybe I've forgotten a couple of meals, but these past few weeks have been stressful and relentless. I apologize if I am unable to mark eating as a number one priority lately, but seriously: I'm fine." Not true. A complete lie. But as she had said before, she needed time to think.

"Yeah, sure, think. We both know you're going to continue bullshitting them, solidifying the distrust they feel towards you and breaking that sweet little 'sisterly bond' you have going there. What a great leader."

"No, Blossom, you're not fine. You've been acting real strange ever since that transfusion." Buttercup argued.

Blossom rolled her eyes, "Whatever Buttercup." And then she noticed her sisters' shopping bags sitting by the front door. She tilted her head. "Bubbles, didn't you tell me you were going to show me everything you got from the mall?"

The blonde puff's face momentarily brightened, "Oh yeah I!-wait." She crossed her arms with a huff. "Don't try to change the topic."

Buttercup narrowed her lime glare. "See? You're dodging the conversation. You're hiding something, leader girl. Fess up."

"So much dishonesty. So many lies. Betrayal and pain flows off of her in waves. You've hurt her once, what's another?"

Heat rose up her throat and she growled. "Shut up."

Buttercup stood behind the couch. "Shut up? You're telling me to shut up? When I'm trying to help you!?"

"Blossy thats not nice."

"You think that's mean? What about when she left you to die?"

A bitter taste filled her mouth and she bit back her words. Everyone just needed to shut up. Just give her a minute to-

"Do you have any idea what these past weeks-no, these past MONTHS have been like for us!?"

Stop.

"We can't afford to have our leader shut down like this!"

"Shut down? Heh, wait until you see what comes next."

No. Shut up.

"Buttercup..." Bubbles tried.

"Life is tough, Blossom, okay!? But as our sister you should be able to talk to us!"

"But do you even still consider them your sisters? Because you sure don't act like it."

"That's not true." She muttered, pulling her hands through her hair and wishing she could yank back the skin on her skull and all of the thoughts along with it.

Buttercup didn't even hear her. "I guess I'm not surprised though. You've always tried to hide your problems from us, so worried that you'll hurt us. But you wanna know what hurts most?" There was venom in her voice as she spit out the next words. "Being a second priority."

"I already explained why I kept Brick's dark magic a secret from you." Blossom could barely hear her own voice against the three others.

"Oh shit, that's right! Because you never got the chance. Yeah, sure. More like I wasn't worth the effort. Brick before me, right?" Buttercup's face was red.

"Buttercup!"

"That's exactly right, actually. However, even Brick isn't that important to you. Seeing as how you've been paying him no attention since the transfusion, always too caught up on yourself."

"I never wanted to believe it, leader girl, but I guess it's true after all. You love Brick more than your own goddamn sisters."

"She never said that Buttercup! Stop it!"

"She doesn't need to say it, Bubbles! Open your fucking eyes! She never tells us anything anymore! Haven't you ever wondered why?"

"Because she's busy Buttercup!"

"Busy? BUSY!? NO BUBBLES, IT'S BECAUSE SHE DOESN'T LOVE US ANYMORE!"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Blossom roared as she finally caught hold of the laptop and hurled it over her head.

CRASH

Bubbles and Buttercup had to duck out of the way to avoid the projectile device as it smashed into the wall, splitting into two and leaving behind a large crack. The two girls looked to their sister with wide eyes.

The pink puff's face was a startling crimson and her eyes weren't just glowing, they were blazing, full of pure, red, hot rage. She took a step around the couch, and her sisters noticed that her body shook with each breath, as though she was about to collapse.

"Anything else Buttercup?" She literally spat, saying her sister's name like it was a curse.

Both girls shrank back and Buttercup shook her head.

Blossom continued towards them with a sharp sneer, her knuckles going white as she clenched her fists.

"U-uh um, I-I think we should g-go, Buttercup." Bubbles muttered, tugging on her sister's arm.

The brunette slowly began to back away towards the front door, but Blossom only followed.

"I'm scared." Bubbles whimpered as she began to tremble.

Blossom narrowed her eyes with a low growl, "Scared?" She raised a shaking, glowing fist and both girls gasped. "You want to see scared?"

Buttercup threw her arms out in front of Bubbles, taking a protective stance in front of her. "Lea-Blossom, I really really think you should get some rest, please."

The pink puff opened her palm and a flame engulfed it. The heat reached both sisters' faces, scorching them red. Blossom was silent as she moved closer to the terrified girls.

"Buttercup, w-what's happening?"

Said puff ushered Bubbles back with a gentle shove, never taking her eyes from Blossom, who's glare was darkening with each step, a wild, empty glaze covering her eyes. Blossom pulled her arm back with a snarl. Buttercup saw what was coming and crossed her arms over her face. Bubbles cowered back with a cry. Blossom's lips stretched into a sadistic grin.

And then a tear slid down Bubbles' cheek. Blossom saw it, and her gaze went wide. A gasp escaped her lips and she stumbled back as though she had just been shot, arms going limp and disintegrating the flames. Her face paled and she looked from her sisters, down to her shaking hands, horror replacing the rage.

"Y-you guys should leave." Blossom whispered, but they didn't budge.

Bubbles reached her hand out towards her, "Blossom, what's-"

The rage shot back up her throat and she released an ear splitting roar, "GET OUT!"

They jumped at her shout and looked at each other.

"Bubbles, lets go." Buttercup caught her sisters arm and pulled the two of them away from their leader. Blossom looked up and watched them bolt out the door in a flash of green and blue, hearing Bubbles' cries as they went. Her heart began to pound against her ribs in sharp, painful beats and she took a shaky step back, chest rising and falling with each erratic breath, before turning and running. Dull tears splashed down her chin as she threw open the basement door. Her foot slipped on the third step and she didn't have the mind to fly as she tumbled down the stairs. Her forehead collided with the floor with a sickening thud, erupting a pain in her head that had been waiting to arrive. She scrambled to her feet and raced to the training room. Her fingers trembled crazily as she entered the code and as soon as the doors slid apart, she flung herself inside and sealed them back together. Her head fell against the wall and she began to cry, a desolate ache filling her stomach. She opened her eyes against the stinging tears and watched them fall from her face and meet at the ground, merging into a salty puddle at her feet. A sob ripped through her dry throat but she bit back the next one.

"Weak."

"Go away." She forced the words through clenched teeth.

"Scared."

Her hands went over her ears.

"Small."

But the voice was in her head.

"Pathetic."

"SHUT UP!" She whipped around and threw a fist at her target, but it was instantly caught in the clutches of an unamused red head.

"This is proving easier than I predicted." The disgusting clone spoke. It tossed her hand away like swatting a fly and Blossom grimaced. "You have a day at most, and then it's game over. Your sisters will die, the ruffs will be made into slaves that will assist in destroying the rest of the world which will most likely only take a few hours and then I'll leave the wasteland that I created behind to seek out a planet more fit for my personal preferences." It clenched its fist. "A planet that can withstand my rage." A sneer pulled its lips back. "Our rage."

Blossom shook her head. "No, no I won't allow that."

It raised an eyebrow. "Since when do you have a say?"

The pink puff stared at her clone. "I don't-I have to-" She dropped her head. "Leave me alone."

The clone squatted down and lifted Blossom's chin with an eerie gentleness. "Daw, gibbing up aweady? The gweat Pow-ah-puff weader defeated by her own whittle cwone? How sad." The childish way it spoke irked Blossom and she shoved its hand away.

"Go away." She growled.

It chuckled, but did not smile. It was like the laugh came from somewhere else and this thing standing in front of her was frozen. It was a horrifying sight. "I am a part of you, princess, I can't go away."

Blossom clenched her fist. "Don't call me that."

It tilted its head with a fake pout. "Oh? Why not? Does it bring back bad memories...babe?" It fluttered its eyelashes. "Oh dear, who could have possibly called you that before?"

Blossom turned away from her twin and touched the keypad.

"And where do you think you're going?" It was right behind her and leaning into her shoulder, its cold breath slipped down her shirt and she shivered.

"I need fresh air...and silence." Blossom stated and waited for the doors to open.

"Hm, me too."

Blossom shot a glare over her shoulder and stepped out of the room, letting the doors close behind her. But then something happened that made her jaw fall open.

It walked right through the solid doors behind her, sliding past them as though they weren't even there. Like a ghost. Like a hologram.

It scoffed at her bewildered expression. "You seem surprised. What for? I already told you I'm simply a figment of your imagination, a projection of the emotion which you keep locked up more than any other, the emotion that you fear most because it is the most powerful and consuming." Its eyes widened with hunger. "I may be able to hit you, but it leaves no marks. I haven't actually hurt you, its like when you're in a dream, you feel the pain in your dream but wake up unharmed. Is that so difficult to comprehend?"

Blossom instinctively shook her head but in her mind she couldn't piece together even half of the puzzle. Everything was a mess, that's all she knew.

BZZZZ

BZZZZ

"Not again." Blossom grit her teeth as she yanked her phone from her pocket and glared down at the message.

"Oh? Another robbery? And at the same bank as last time? How convenient!"

Blossom ignored the droning twin and flew upstairs. Her sisters had run off and who knows where the boys were, she might as well take care of this by herself. Ever since her return to Townsville, Blossom's phone had been reinstated as the main hotline so all alerts went to her. It was a decent system, however, she had been needing to discuss connecting the alerts to her sisters' phones with Ms. Bellum.

"But then they could fuck it up." Her clone drawled. "Say Buttercup saw the alert first and was in a bad mood, she might go alone and without your supervision who knows what she'd do."

"She went months without my supervision and did just fine with her temper. I trust her." Blossom retorted and threw open the front door, taking to the sky. It was already getting dark.

Her clone flew beside her. "Which is why you didn't tell her about Brick. Right."

"Shut up."

It shrugged carelessly. "It's the truth. Your sisters aren't responsible enough to handle it." It drew closer to her. "Doesn't that bother you?"

Blossom dipped down into the alley beside the bank. "Does what bother me?"

The clone trailed behind her. "That you can never rely on your sisters to do anything right. That you have to hold their hands through every step of the way. Sure, you're their leader, but you're not their mother."

Blossom bit down on her tongue, sending a hiss through her teeth. She did not want to have this conversation.

"Well, I mean, no one is forcing you to."

The throb returned and she pressed the heel of her palm to her brow. "Can you just be quiet for a few seconds? I have to take care of this."

Her twin crossed its arms. "Go ahead, princess."

The nickname sent another sharp pain through her skull but she shook it off and stalked forward. The alarm was going off inside the bank and police cars had gathered outside, but they were all seated in their vehicles. 'What the hell are they doing? Can they not get off of their lazy asses for one second!?' She groaned and forced the negative thoughts back. Now was not the time.

"So if the cops are here then that must mean the robbers ran. Which means I have to find them." She rolled her eyes but took off anyways.

It didn't take long to find the culprits, seeing as they were anything but light on their feet and pounding down the alley way screaming to each other, knocking cans and trash bins over in the process. But upon finding them, Blossom felt her blood boil.

It was the Gangreen Gang...again.

"Duh, hey boss where are da pow-ah-puff girls?" The fat one, Billy blubbered before tripping over himself and hitting the ground.

The skinniest one, Snake, ran back for him with a panicked hiss, "Yeahs, bossss." His reptilian tongue flicked out between his lips. "Didn't yous ssssay that we's was gonna takes down the blue one-ssss."

Blossom narrowed her eyes and snapped her gaze to the tallest member, Ace, who at some point had outgrown Billy. He turned around, bringing the gang to a halt and snapped his fingers. "Ay! I told ya idiots not to talk about that shit out here. Ya wanna be overheard and end up ruinin' the plan?"

"Yous means the plan to kill the blue Powerpuff?"

Ace smacked Snake across the face. "What'd I just say!?"

"Sounds like you just said you have a plan to kill the blue puff." Five heads simultaneously whipped around and Blossom floated to the ground in front of them. She crossed her arms. "Care to explain?"

Ace's green skin paled. "Aw, Blossom, ya heard us wrong. That wasn't our plan, ya see we was just-RUN!" The gang turned their backs to her and tried to take off but Blossom was quicker and flew ahead of them, forming a wall of ice to block them. She grit her teeth.

"You idiots never learn, do you?" Her fists curled at her sides. These morons, these pathetic pieces of shit, wanted to harm her sister. How dare they even put her sister's name on their despicable tongues. "I've put you behind bars too many times before and yet here we are again. I'll give you one final opportunity, because I'm a merciful leader..." Flames licked up her arms, reflecting in the widened eyes of the gang. "Get the fuck out of town, never speak about my sisters or any of Townsville again, and I'll spare your life."

The gang shared a glance and then broke into laughter. Blossom had to hold her breath to keep calm. Ace carelessly took his sunglasses from his face and carefully tucked them into his leather jacket. His creased eyes met hers, challenging her authority. A coy smirk curled his disgusting lips. "Sweetheart, your threat is meaningless. Superheroes ain't allowed to kill citizens. Not to mention," He snapped his fingers again and the others gathered at his sides. "It's five against one."

She didn't know why, nor what it was that he said that set her off, but a sudden furious, malevolent rage consumed her and before she could process her thoughts, she had Ace by the neck and was throwing him through a brick wall. When the others came at her, she took her time pummeling each of them, one at a time.

Her knuckles cut through a jaw and the crack that sounded could have come from her own hand, but she felt nothing. Nothing except for hot fury.

Billy ran at her and she drove her knee into his groin, causing him to sink to the ground and directly into her swinging leg. Her foot met his skull and he hit the ground with a thud. Snake's arms came from behind and she grabbed them, yanking him over her head and to the cement. She turned to Arturo and lifted him into the air, tossing him up, and then using a roundhouse kick to launch him into the already broken wall. Grubber leaped forward but she side-stepped and caught the collar of his shirt, delivering three solid blows to the center of his face. He too collapsed to the ground. She wiped her bloodied knuckles on her pants.

"It wasn't a threat, it was a statement. Unfortunately, you missed your opportunity...so now..." She strode over to Ace and lifted him up, energy dancing across her arm and flickering in her eyes. "You die."

The energy clustered within her palm and pink tendrils warped around it. She raised her arm. Ace whimpered, "No, no please. Please, I beg ya!"

She scoffed, "Beggars can't be choosers, asshole."

Her arm shot forward.

And was yanked back with enough force to throw her to the ground. She gasped as her head collided with the cement.

"Get out of here, now." A voice ordered.

Her nails scraped against the gravel, anger was no longer rising up her throat, it had consumed her entire being and she wanted to see blood. 'They threatened to harm Bubbles, how dare-no, NO, they need to be dealt with. I need to kill them, teach them a lesson! NO!' She turned her head and growled, they were getting away, they were fucking getting away!

"GET BACK HERE YOU SON OF A-!" She jumped to her feet but was once again yanked back by a brute strength. She whipped around, ready to strike.

"Blossom, what are you doing?"

She froze.

"Are you okay?"

"B-Brick?"

His hands were on her arms and he looked terrified. "Your sisters told me that something was wrong and I saw you leave the house. Bubbles was crying." His gaze flickered to the broken wall and then the ice. "Tell me what happened."

"He seems to care more about your sister's well being than yours. Don't you think?"

She tore herself away from his grip with a snarl, "Everything is always my fault, that's what happened."

Brick narrowed his eyes. "I don't think that's even half of what happened, considering what Buttercup told me." He crossed his arms. "You threw a laptop at them and tried to attack them?"

"So now he trusts Buttercup more than you. Heh, at least now you know how she felt."

The fury was nauseating and she felt her face go hot. "Why are you here?"

He moved closer to her, she held her ground. His red gaze was beginning to glow. "Blossom, something is wrong...with you."

She put a hand to his chest to keep him away.

He still towered over her, whispering into her face. "Why did you ask me about dark magic earlier?"

"He doesn't even believe you now!"

She sneered back at him, "I already told you why."

He leaned forward, pushing against her hand. "I don't believe you."

The heat shot through her entire body and reached her fingertips as she raked them across Brick's face in a solid blow that sent him backwards. He grabbed his cheek and stared up at her. She growled low in her throat, "Leave me alone."

"Listen, I-"

Her fist connected with his gut and she drove her knee into his nose, spraying blood across her leg. He cried out and fell to the ground. She stumbled away from him as quickly as she could.

He swiped at his mouth and got back up. "I won't just-"

Her body trembled as she delivered another blow to his face and he collapsed on his side. She dug her foot into his ribs before bringing it down on his throat. A tear fell down her cheek but evaporated before reaching her chin. She sucked in a shaky breath. "Fuck. Off. Brick." Her legs wobbled when she walked away and she began to cry the second she heard him get back up.

"Please listen-"

His plead was cut short by the energy beam that blasted him into the ice wall. His skull flew back and she heard the thud, a piece of her heart broke but she floated into the air anyways, turning away.

"Blosso-!"

She glanced over her shoulder at him with red eyes. "Good bye, Brick."

"NO, BLOSSOM!"

But she was already gone.