Thank-you all for the faves and follows; It really made me move on with another chapter! With all that's going on around the world I think we can all agree we need some more happiness in our lives! And so this is what I come up with! (Honestly, this has been in the works for a few months now, eagerly awaiting April the first so it could be published, but meh. Good timing, I guess?) Anyways, enjoy!

Somewhere else in the school, Blossom was walking very cautiously, knowing full well it was the first of April and was prepared to expect anything. You know how the saying goes: Expect the Unexpected.

The puff walked around the bend, expecting somebody to pop out and scare her, but thankfully, there was no one.

Blossom breathed a sigh of relief before falling flat on her back.

...Ugh, right.

Some kid had removed the caution sign from the wet floor and put it up on top of the lockers.

How typical.

Classic April Fool school prank, and Blossom fell for it all the same.

She groaned as she tried to get up without slipping again, cursing April Fools all the way.

Just her wonderful luck the great -and arrogant, mind you- Brick Jojo just had to walk by then.

"Oooh," he snickered, unaware of the wet floor (courtesy of the dratted kid that had hidden the caution sign), "Miss Prim and Proper Blossom finally cursed for o-AAHH-NCE!"

Brick cried out in surprise as his foot slipped out from under him.

Blossom had just managed to wobble half way up when Brick crashed into her, sending her back onto the floor.

"What the hell, Brick! OW" she cried.

Blossom was sprawled across the floor under the Ruff as his nose grazed her cheek and she could feel his warm breath on her neck.

"S-Sorry," he mumbled in embarrassment as tried to get off of her. His face must've been as hot as he felt.

Instead, because both counterparts tried to move at the same time, all they managed to do was bonk their heads and fall again.

Both teens blushed as they made one last attempt to get up.

"How's about you get up first and then I'll try," Blossom suggested under flushed cheeks.

"Good idea," Brick muttered, avoiding eye contact.

Once the Ruff was up, he offered his hand to Blossom, who just stared at it. Brick stared back. "Uh, hello? I don't have all day," he snapped, motioning to his hand.

Blossom hesitated, looking at him with narrow, suspicious eyes. "How do I know it's not booby-trapped or something?"

It WAS April Fool's. You could never be too sure.

Brick rolled his eyes. "Because it's NOT," he snorted, "That is far too below me. We happen to be in high school now, thank you very much."

Blossom slowly put her hand on his and was instantly yanked up.

She huffed and brushed herself off. "Well, tell that to the greens," she muttered.

"They're somethin' else," Brick muttered back, "No point wasting time. Anyway, nice chattin' with ya and all, Pinky, but I've got places to be."

And giving his counterpart a two-finger salute, Brick walked off, going wherever he was headed before he slipped on the wet floor.

Unfortunately, the water didn't end there, because right after taking three steps, the Ruff slipped once more and fell face=forward again.

Behind him, Blossom giggled and he groaned.

This was going to be a LONG day.

It was finally time to eat and there was a loud buzz in the cafeteria as usual. Buttercup slid into a seat at a table and plopped down next to her sisters, still fuming over Butch.

"I will kill him today," she growled randomly.

"Who, Butch?" Bubbles asked.

Blossom rolled her eyes. "Yeah, 'cause another chokehold will definitely do the trick," she muttered sarcastically.

"Hey, I HAD him last week!" Buttercup cried indignantly.

"And he had you," Blossom pointed out.

"You two aren't exactly the best when it comes to killing each other," said Bubbles, "Might as well just give up on-"

"No way!" Buttercup interrupted.

"Come on, Buttercup," said Blossom, "This is ridiculous. Why not just think of ways to get back at him for whatever he did to you this time rather than seethe and plan on murder?"

"What did he even do anyway?" Bubbles asked.

"He scared me silly!"

At this, Bubbles giggled and Blossom tried not to laugh as the tomboy realized she'd admitted to getting scared and flushed as she scowled at her sisters.

"It's not funny!" she cried as her cheeks flared, "It's very much justified. He jumped out from inside my locker when I went to open it! My LOCKED locker, mind you!"

Blossom laughed as Bubbles chortled. Buttercup scowled harder.

"Cut it out!" she cried.

"Fine, fine," Blossom grinned, "But Butch really knows how to pull a prank."

Buttercup huffed. "What, you guys on his side now?" she muttered gruffly as she turned to her food.

"No no, of course not!" Bubbles reassured, "You know it's always family first."

Blossom rolled her eyes.

"He's SO in for it once school's over," Buttercup growled, angrily chomping on her sandwich.

Bubbles lowered her voice. "What do you think she's planning this time?" she hissed to Blossom. The pink puff shrugged.

"Let's just hope there's no explosives involved again," she whispered back.

Bubbles nodded, "Yeah. Me, too. I really don't want to round up bombs seconds from blowing up all over the school like last year. And Butch didn't even come that day!"

Blossom agreed. "No kidding, 'cause the joke was on us. Maybe I would have been worth it if he actually got caught in it. But no. He had to call in sick the one day he shouldn't have."

Buttercup suddenly cackled, making the two girls' eyes shift over to their sister.

"What happened?" asked Bubbles.

"Oh-ho, I just got the best idea EVER," the green puff grinned evilly.

Blossom and Bubbles shared a look as the brunette continued smiling with a crazed grin on her face.

"Get ready, Butch," Buttercup sneered wickedly, "Because you've got NO idea what's comin' at ya."