The morning after she woke up groggily with Bubbles staring at her face.

'Is it true, Blossom? Are you dating a new guy?' her sister asked as soon as she opened her eyes.

'Hnnnnnngggg...What happened?'she groaned.

'It's all over the news, but, you know, I thought I'd better ask you myself.'

Blossom's thoughts flashed in every direction, thinking about all the possible outcomes. Should she deny everything? should she go along with that narrative?

'It's nothing, Bubbles. Just some... crazy guy that I wanted to appease. I didn't want another fight to start because of me. How could I be dating someone, have you seen me leaving the room?'

She felt horrible for lying, every word made her tongue burn.

'I see.' Bubbles said meekly. 'I just thought you would tell me before I found out from the press...' she whispered, clearly hurt.

Blossom touched her arm reassuringly.:

'I would have told you if I thought if was important, ok?'

'Liar.'

'I wouldn't watch or read anything about it if I were you, Blossom. They get a bit...mean.'

'...Figures.'

Nevertheless she went downstairs and opened the TV and scrolled through to find the local news post.

'Ted, it's an affront to the victims to be so carefree after an event in which you were closely involved. They cannot go about their day as if nothing happened. The PowerPuff Girls have a responsability to the people to contain these monsters. They should be working 24/7 for this.

'Working against containing our possibly stronger counterparts that share our powers? I'm sure that's damn easy to figure out. Them being afraid of cooties doesn't seem to help anymore.'

'Where's the professor?' Blossom asked Bubbles who was fixing herself some breakfast.

'In his lab again. He's kinda been stuck there for a while now.'

'I think I'm going to check up on him.'

Blossom made her way to the basement through all the security systems.

Fingerprints, facial recognition, voice recognition...if it existed, the professor had it protecting his lab. When she got in she noticed the professor sleeping on the experiment table, huge black bags under his eyes. He was startled as she entered, and lazily looked up.

'Ah, it's you, honey. Are you alright?'

'Of course, professor. Are YOU alright, though? You haven't slept in here in ages.'

'Ah, yes. I'm working on something...difficult.' he adjusted his glasses.

'Hn?'

'Something to help you with those boys. I...I failed you so far.'

'Don't say that professor.'

'It's the truth. You shouldn't have gone through that...I'm going to find a solution.' he gritted through his teeth.

Blossom had never seen the professor so angry, so taken with something before. His eyes were bloodshot as he looked at all the papers scattered on the table.

'Professor, you should get some rest first.

You don't look well at all.'

This snapped him out of his thoughts.

'Yes, I suppose. I won't be of use of anyone if my mind is not well rested. Thank you, Blossom. '

She left his laboratory and pondered.

'What could he be creating? I've never seen him like this.'

As she entered her room she found Buttercup waiting on her bed.

'Is it him?'

Blossom's blood froze.

'Is it him you're dating? Brick?'

'...What..? Blossom muttered.

'Is it him or not?? The other one told me.'

'..told you?'

'Yea, he told me they'd be out of here once you cave in and have sex with him.'

Blossom's eyes glazed over.

'No, I'm not dating him. He's just harassing me everywhere. '

'Wasn't that him yesterday at your college?' she spat.

'It was. I only wanted to create a distraction so he didn't kill anyone. That's why I told everyone he's my boyfriend.'

'Sounds like bullshit to me!'

'..bullshit? Bullshit? How about your meetings with his brother? What are those exactly?'

Buttercup blushed furiously.

'Don't be stupid. We just fight!'

'Why don't you want others to know?'

'Hey, don't turn this against me, we were talking about you!'

'I'm not dating him. That would be insane.'

Wouldn't it?

'Ok, good!' Buttercup left and slammed the door shut after her.

Blossom sat on her bed and pondered.

'He must have told his brothers , of course. And of course he sweet talked me so I would cave in. Slimy, isn't it?' she shook her head.

' Did you seriously expect anything else? Actually, why do you even care? You just want to fuck him as well, it shouldn't matter. It's purely a physical thing, raging hormones and the likes.' she paced around the room.

'Actually, if this is true it would be beneficial for everyone involved. Is he to be trusted, though?'