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Quick note- the song that Blossom's listening to towards the end is called 'Tonight (I'm Loving You)' by Enrique Iglesias. It's a fun song and if you've heard it, don't you think it fits Blossom and Brick pretty well? :D

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My Blossom/Brick Picks: So, I follow a lot of Brick/Blossom fics, but there are a few that really stand out. Every time I update, I'm going to list a few special fics (in no specific order) that I think y'all might like if you're into the whole Brick/Blossom thing like me. All I ask is that if you read them, leave a review for the authors. A couple of kind words really go a long way!

1. Twisted Vines by Ezaeryl is like this super cool Ancient China AU. Brick's the crown prince and Blossom's a noble and they've got an arranged marriage but there's a few twists! This fic is really well-written and descriptive and I think it's been a fun read so far. I can't wait for an update on this one!

2. Another Word I'll Never Pronounce by xxNicholeStellar is about Brick and Blossom falling for each other as teens. It's got an amazing characterization for each of them and the author does a great job with letting the readers in on Brick and Blossom's thoughts. It's also well-written and captivating, leaving the reader hungry for more!

3. Sugar, Spice and High School Life by amythist7 is one of my favorite PPG high school fics. There's not much Brick/Blossom now (but there will be! ...Hopefully!), but the premise is fun and it's a great twist on the classic idea. The fic is cute, funny, exciting and of course, well-written. It's refreshing and a delight to read!

Special Mention: The X Plan by Delon T is a fun AU where the puffs, ruffs, punks and others weren't just made by the Professor. It's suspenseful and riveting and the plot is full of exciting twists and turns!

Now, onto the fic! At almost 9,000 words exactly, I hope you guys enjoy this! :D

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(Blossom's POV)

"You're...pregnant...?" Brick replied, his eyes wide. He swallowed, "With my kid?"

"Your kids, actually," I corrected. I flashed him a nervous smile. There were about a million ways he could react right now and most them weren't going to be good. I waited for his reply, frozen in my spot. It was like he was the only other person in the world right now and even though our siblings were staring wide at us, the only thing I could focus on was Brick.

"My kids..." Brick reiterated. He seemed to process the information, but I wasn't sure if it really hit him yet. Turning around, I pulled out an ultrasound photograph and the paternity test papers from my purse and handed them to him.

He took them and began looking over them. I see could his eyebrows furrow and a myriad of emotions flash in his crimson orbs. Surprise, shock, realization, anger and fury. Suddenly, he looked up at me fiercely from the papers. "Why didn't you tell me?" he growled.

I bit my lip, "Because I was afraid of what you'd say," I shut my eyes, trying to hold back tears. "I knew this would happen."

He visibly softened at my quivering lips, "And you're keeping them?" he asked.

My eyes flashed open in anger. He had to ask that? Of course I was keeping them. Maybe if the circumstances were different, I'd have considered termination... But to be honest, the idea never even crossed my mind. "It's too late to get rid of them even if you wanted to," I spat. "I just finished my second trimester."

His eyes widened, "You've been pregnant for six months?" he exclaimed.

"Yeah," I smiled sardonically, "You'd think people would've picked up on it."

"Those muscle spasm..." he whispered. "They weren't your muscle spasms... They were the babies'."

"Wow, aren't you smart?" I laughed mirthlessly. "Do you want a gold star?"

"I want to know why you thought you could hide this from me!" Brick suddenly yelled.

"I wasn't going to ask you for money, so, it really wasn't any of your business!" I replied, my voice rising.

"It's just as much my business as it is yours!" Brick threw his hands in frustration.

"Oh, really? You've had two little fetuses growing inside you for the past six months?" I scoffed, sarcasm dripping from my words.

He paused. "Blossom, you're not making this easier for me," Brick grit his teeth. Okay, that was it.

"Easier for you? What about me? I've been pregnant for six months, scared out of my mind. I've been high off these ridiculous pregnancy hormones while I've watched my body turn into something I've never had experience with before. I didn't plan it like this! This wasn't supposed to happen!" I cried at the top of lungs. "At least... Not like this," I murmured, finally letting my tears fall freely.

"Blossom..." Brick murmured.

"Don't! Don't even!" I yelled at him as he came closer to me. He wrapped his arms around my waist and ran his hands soothingly through my hair. I tried to resist his embrace at first, but soon found myself giving into his radiating warmth. He wiped my tears off with his thumb and took my hands into his own, kissing them.

"I'm... I'm sorry," he whispered. "I shouldn't have..."

"It's okay," I murmured, my face buried in his chest. My lip quivering, I looked up at him, "You don't have to stay with me if you don't want to," I told him genuinely. If Brick didn't want to be with me anymore, then I didn't want him either.

"I want to," he replied, letting out a breath as he gently stroked my hair.

"I want you to too," I agreed, a content smile creeping on my lips. He wanted to be with me. He wanted to raise these children with me. He wanted to be a part of my life and a part of theirs. My heart warmed at the thought that we'd be a family.

"Wait, so does this mean I'm gonna be a uncle?" I heard Butch call out from the other side of the room. I grinned to myself. I guess it did.

...

"Hey, beautiful," Brick kissed me as I opened the door and let him in.

I blushed. "Hey, Brick," I smiled. "Ready to go?"

"Not at all," Brick grinned.

Today we were meeting each others' parent(s). Mom and Dad called me, Bubbles and Buttercup over for Saturday lunch and the three of us decided to bring our guys along. Moe called his sons over dinner tonight so in return, we're accompanying Brick, Butch and Boomer there. I had already met Moe, so I wasn't too nervous. And Brick was a nice guy, so hopefully the Professor and Dr. Keane would take a liking to him. I was going to tell them about the twins today and for the first time in a while, I wore a formfitting outfit that showed off my baby bump. I was in a hot pink halter dress with a white short-sleeved shrug and pink sandals. I had put on a dash of make-up, some dangling white earrings and a few strands of white necklaces. I looked pretty cute, if you asked me.

"We'll be fine," I tried to reassure him. "Maybe," I added a little unsurely.

He chuckled, "Well, you look gorgeous," he wrapped his arm around my waist. I gave him a little smile as I grabbed my bag and headed out the door with him.

"Thanks. You too," I returned the compliment. It was true- he really did look nice. Brick was in a deep red dress shirt and dark washed jeans. He had even shaved off his regular stubble and his fiery red hair adorned his strong neck.

He smirked, "Don't I always?" I rolled my eyes. "You ready to go?" he asked as we stepped out of the luxurious building.

"As ready as I'll ever be," I laughed. He led me over to his crimson convertible BMW, opening the door for me and helping me in. After I was seated, he joined me and we pulled out, heading to Mom and Dad's.

"I put the address in earlier," he told me, answering the question I was about to ask. I gave him a little smile as I took a quick peek of myself in the rearview mirror. Behind me was the backseat and I couldn't help but think how two little carseats would back there perfectly.

"So..." I started, trying to think of a conversation starter. I didn't really like silence.

"What are your parents like?" Brick asked, pulling out a pair of Ray-Ban aviator sunglasses.

"They're really sweet," I replied, taking out my own pair of oversized pink-tinted leopard-spotted shades. "I think they'll like you," I added.

"I hope so," Brick took in a deep breath.

We soon entered a lavish neighborhood and pulled into the driveway of my parents' large, marble mansion. See, Dad's the dean of Townsville University and Mom's the superintendent of the Townsville City Schools. Dad used to be a Professor and he got pretty rich from patenting his many inventions before deciding to go into the University administration. Mom used to teach kindergarten and she actually was our teacher (that's how they met!), and being the wonderful, dedicated person she is, moved up the ladder until she finally made it to the top of the TCS system. They both loved education and that's probably why the three of us were so successful through school.

I really loved Dr. Keane. She wasn't an evil stepmother; she was a warm, caring, considerate woman that genuinely loved us and wanted the best for us. She never tried to take the place of our late mom, but in being such a sweet woman, she did. I never really knew much about my mother, but Dr. Keane made sure there wasn't a hole in my heart because of it.

As Brick parked, I noticed a dark blue Ford Mustang parked ahead of us. That was probably Boomer's car, which meant that Bubbles and him were already here. Good, that would help alleviate some of the tension I was going to bring into this house. Brick stepped out and opened the door on my side, helping me out. Pressing a button on his keys, the car beeped to signal it was locked and we walked to the front door together, our arms entwined.

I gave a reassuring smile to Brick as I rang the doorbell, nervously waiting for it to open. In a few seconds, the ornate door creaked open and I saw Bubbles's smile greet me.

"Bubbles," I grinned.

"Brick, Blossom!" Bubbles exclaimed. "We were waiting for you! Come on in," she motioned for us to enter.

I grabbed Brick's hand and gave him a gentle squeeze as we walked into the foyer of the house. Stepping in, I saw Butch and Boomer in conversation on the couch, Bubbles sliding in beside them. Just then, Mom walked in with a tray of veggies in her hand and her eyes soon locked in with mine. As soon as she saw my midriff, the tray in her hands fell to the floor.

"Hey, mom," I said, my voice audibly wavering. One of my hands was rubbing my belly and the other was behind me, supporting my back. Brick stood behind me, his hands in his pockets, glancing around the room before smiling at Mom.

"B-Blossom," she exclaimed, surprised. "You're..."

"Yup," I whispered, forcing a smile.

"Sandra, is that Blossom, I hear?" Dad said cheerily as he walked into the foyer from the kitchen. Removing his oven mitts, he stepped into the room and saw me. I swear his eyebrows jumped right off his face when he came to the same realization Mom did. "Oh, my." That was probably all he could squeak out.

"Don't faint!" I put my hands out in front of me, as if they'd do any good, as I saw Dad's eyes slowly close.

"I-I wasn't about to," Dad replied slowly.

"Blossom, you're pregnant!" Mom blurted, her eyes still wide.

"Do you guys want to sit down?" I gave them a small smile as my eyebrows scrunched upwards. Mom and Dad slowly nodded and walked over to the one of the plush couches where they sat beside each other. Brick and I sat down as well.

"How far are you along?" Mom inquired.

"A little more than six months," I answered shakily.

"Wow, so you're due pretty soon," Dad replied, scratching his head.

"Blossom, why didn't you tell us?" Mom whispered, hurt. I lowered my head guiltily.

"I was afraid," I murmured. I felt Brick's arm come across my shoulder and rub it gently, reassuringly.

Suddenly, Mom grinned. "Well you shouldn't have been. I think I'd like having a little child in my life again."

At this, Dad smiled too. "A grandchild, huh?"

"Grandchildren, actually," Brick corrected them. I beamed, nodding.

"A boy and a girl," I added. Suddenly, I realized something. I hadn't introduced Brick yet! "Oh, I'm sorry," I shook my head. "I completely forgot to introduce you two to my boyfriend, Brick Jojo."

"Jojo, hmm?" Dad looked at Brick thoughtfully. "Are you Moe's son?"

"Actually, yes," Brick replied, surprised. I didn't know our dads knew each other!

"I used to work for him. A fine fellow," Dad commented as he shook Brick's hand. "I take it you're the father...?"

"Yes." Brick smirked, "At least, I think so," he turned towards me playfully.

I simpered, swatting him on the shoulder lightly, "Promise."

"Yay, aren't you guys excited?" Bubbles interjected. Haha, I almost forgot her, Boomer and Butch were still there. I understood why Boomer was here, but why was Butch? Oh, I think Buttercup was coming later on. ...That made sense.

"I think I am," Mom regained her composure. "Wow, I'll be a stepgrandmother," she let out a small smile.

"You'll be a grandma," I corrected her. "And you'll be a grandpa," I grinned at Dad.

He was about to reply when a 'ding' from the kitchen sounded. Instead, he said, "Looks like lunch's ready! Who's hungry?"

Then I realized, "I'm starving!" Mom, Dad and the others let out a hearty laugh at my exclamation. "No, really. I'm starving," I reiterated, not getting why they all thought it was hilarious.

"Okay, let's eat," Dad announced and ushered us into the dining room. Bubbles and I helped set the table and before we knew it, we were all digging into Mom and Dad's delicious homecooked meal.

It hadn't been long when Buttercup finally arrived. I saw her slip a smile when she realized the only empty seat was beside Butch. I think those two have something going on because later, they snuck out and when they came back, Buttercup's lipgloss was smeared and Butch's shirt was inside out. They left after dessert, as did Bubbles and Boomer who wanted to visit the park before dinner. Leaving Brick and I. And the twins, of course.

"Thanks so much for that yummy meal," I gushed.

"We're glad you two had a nice time," Dad replied warmly.

"We did. Absolutely," Brick said pleasantly.

"Great," Mom smiled. "I think I speak for us both when I say you're a wonderful young man, Brick. Take care of our Blossom."

"There's no way I won't," Brick replied. Beaming, I took his hand into my own.

Dad sent us a tender smile, but his expression soon hardened. "Blossom, if there's anything you need in the next few months... Please, let me know," he said, seriously. The uncharacteristically somber tone of his voice unsettled me. And then it hit me. My mother died giving birth to us. I was going to give birth in less than three months. Suddenly, chills went down my back. I snapped my head up to meet Dad's eyes and sent him a firm nod, letting him know I understood what he was saying. "Well I hope you too stop by again soon!" his voice returned to cheery as he waved us off.

Reluctantly, I quickly smiled and stepped out of house, my thoughts morose.

...

I think Brick sensed my sullen thoughts as soon as he pulled out of the driveway. It was a few more minutes until he finally took a quick break from the road to glance at me.

"Are you alright, Blossom?" he asked, studying me.

"I'm fine," I answered hurriedly. "Keep your eyes on the road," I added, trying to end this conversation. Suddenly, I felt the car swerve and I looked out to see that Brick had pulled into the shoulder lane.

"What's wrong?" he asked, his eyes baring through me intensely.

"Nothing," I replied firmly. I really didn't want to talk about that right now. Anything but that. I plastered a smile on my face, ready to change the topic. "So... Tell me about your dad!" I exclaimed.

Brick looked at me suspiciously and after a moment, he sighed, started the car again and got back on the road. He continued the conversation, "Well... He's been in charge of a lot of successful companies. And he's a pretty cool guy. He raised since we were a few days old."

"All by himself?" I inquired curiously.

"There's been a few serious girlfriends here and there, but nothing really stable," Brick shrugged. "We never had a mother figure growing up, but it didn't really matter," he said casually. "There was Ima Goodlady. God, I thought she'd never leave. I can't believe Dad dated her for five years. Five freaking years!" Brick shook his head.

"Was she that bad?" I asked incredulously.

"She was a whore," Brick started. "And she had this creepy thing for Butch. Seriously. It was creepy. Hell, we even nicknamed her Sedusa!" he chuckled.

I giggled. "Okay, so I take it you never liked any of your father's girlfriends?" I queried.

"Nope," Brick replied simply. "I mean, I want him to be happy. I really do. But all the women he's ever dated were all after his money. I'd be happy if Dad found someone who genuinely cared about him, not his stuff."

"That was... so deep..." I commented, a little surprised at the depth of Brick's words. "You never cease to amaze me, Brick," I grinned.

"I have that effect on people," Brick said smugly. I gave a sarcastic simper. Just then, we pulled into the driveway of an enormous mansion. It was breathtaking. It looked like a miniature castle, complete with rounded turrets and countless windows, balconies and columns. It was a light brown all around, with flecks of brickwork and white marble. The mansion was surrounded by the most beautiful gardens and a pool too.

"W-Wow," was all I could muster.

"Wait 'til you meet our butler," Brick smirked.

...

"'Sup, Norman?" Brick grinned.

"Hello, Master Brick," Norman replied in a heavy British accent. Whoa, okay, was this guy the coolest, or what? He turned towards me, "This must be your special guest," he concluded.

"Yup, Blossom, meet Norman, our butler. Norman, Blossom, my girlfriend," Brick introduced us.

"It is a pleasure to meet you, Miss Blossom," Norman responded cordially, nodding at me.

"It's nice to meet you too," I replied, a pleasantly surprised at his courtesy.

"Well, do come in," Norman motioned for us to enter. "I will tell Master Moe that you and your guest have arrived."

"Actually," Brick smirked, "More like guests. But more on that later."

"Right then," Norman closed the large door after Brick had led me in. He obviously didn't get what Brick was ostentatiously trying to imply. I couldn't help but giggling at that.

"Brick, my son! The one whom I have supplied half of my genome! Welcome!" Moe greeted as we stepped into the expansive foyer. "Dr. Utonium? I am most joyous that you will be joining us for dinner tonight. I am delighted that you have decided to dine with my son, my other sons and I this evening."

"Me too. Thank you for inviting me," I replied graciously. "And call me Blossom, please," I added. I felt his eyes on me, as if he trying to figure out something. He probably saw my baby bump, but didn't want to ask. "Um, I'm pregnant," I answered for him. Instead of dragging the process out like we did earlier, I thought it'd be better to get it done swiftly. Like removing a bandaid.

"Oh," Moe's eyes light up. "Does that mean... Will I be a grandfather?" he asked hopefully.

"Yup," Brick answered, grinning. "And they're twins by the way. One boy and one girl."

"That is most exciting news!" Moe exclaimed. "My heart is exuberant with joy. The figurative counterpart to my cardiac muscle is pounding. I am most jubilant," he finished. Well, I'm glad he's happy... Even though it took him a while to say so...

"They're due in about three months," I added.

He grinned, "I am most elated." We arrived in the lavish den where I saw my two sisters and Brick's two brothers. I flashed them a smile, but then turned back to Moe. Suddenly, his smile faded and he looked at us seriously. "Brick, Blossom, would you two like to sit down?"

"...Why?" Brick looked at Moe cautiously. Moe's glance shifted from Brick to Butch, then to Boomer.

"There's someone I'd like you to meet," Moe replied. To Brick, he said, "Actually, it's quite ironic. As you have brought a beautiful, intelligent, kind, professional of the medical field who's carrying your children, I have as well."

Brick just stared at Moe, "You knocked up some girl?" he asked, incredulous. Butch and Boomer stared at Moe while my sisters sent me a confused glance.

"Hey, don't judge!" Moe replied defensively.

Brick glared. "Who?" he asked finally. I could feel everyone in the room inch closer to Moe, dying to find out.

"Me," I heard a soft voice answer. It sounded familiar. "Well, twenty-eight years ago, I guess," she added with a soft laugh. I turned to the doorframe where she stood and my eyes widened in amazement. Holy crap, it was Sara. She gave Moe a warm smile, her hands clasped together below her stomach. Her wavy red hair that was normally up in a professional bun was down and she was wearing a crimson sundress with matching heels and a layer of popping ruby lipstick. She looked beautiful.

And it clicked. That's why she was so interested in what I had to say about Brick. That's why she didn't like talking about her own children. That's why she resembled Brick and his brothers so much. That's why I knew I liked her.

Brick came to the same conclusion. But instead of being happy, he was furious. "You... You..." he glowered. "You're our mother," he spat. He said the word 'mother' with so much hatred and malice, you'd think it was the worst word in the world.

"Yes," Sara replied simply, her eyes downcast. She looked up at her three sons, "You three hate me, I know. I'm a cold, heartless bitch, I know. I don't deserve a second chance, I know. I'm not asking for one," she said softly. "I'm not asking for you accept me in your lives. Moe just called me over for dinner and I couldn't refuse such a kind invitation," she sent a small smile to Moe.

"Wow, you're our mom," Boomer whispered, his cerulean eyes wide in admiration. "I'd never thought you'd be so pretty," he blurted. Bubbles giggled at that, but Brick sent his brother a hard glare.

"So you're a doctor?" Butch asked curiously. Sara nodded.

"Wait, what's your name?" Boomer questioned.

"Sara. Sara Bellum," she replied happily.

"Well, we don't care," Brick said acrimoniously. "You abandoned us and when we needed you, you weren't there! So we don't want you now!" he finished caustically. Everyone in the room fell to silence, not sure what to say. I personally liked Sara, but I didn't feel it was my place to come between them.

"Don't talk to your mother like that," Moe finally said. It was simple, he didn't elaborate.

"She's not my mother," Brick opposed. "She may have been a long time ago, but not anymore," he said bitterly.

I put a hand on his shoulder, trying to soothe him. "Brick," I whispered. "Don't say that."

"You know its true," Brick scowled. He sent his brothers and dad an angry glare, completely ignoring Sara. "I'm leaving," he announced, standing up. He raised an eyebrow at me, as if to ask if I was going to stay and hitch a ride back with someone else.

"I'll come with you," I said softly. I wanted to stay, but Brick was angry and I couldn't leave him by himself. In his current state, I feared he try something reckless. "Bye, you guys," I waved at my sisters, Butch, Boomer and Moe. "Bye, Sara. I'll see you Monday," I smiled at her. She may have made some mistakes in her life, but I think she really needed a smile right then.

And Brick wouldn't be quick to accept her, but she's a wonderful person and I know they'll get along when he does.

...

It had been a week since dinner with my parents and Brick's and I was due for my monthly appointment with Sara. Part of me was happy to visit her, but part of me was a little apprehensive to see her in a professional setting because I was aware of the truth. I think deep down, I had made the connection and always knew, but Brick's outburst last week shocked me and now, I wasn't sure how to feel about Sara. Actually, I think I was afraid of how she felt about me. I didn't stick up for her last week and I was scared that she resented me for that.

Anyway, speaking about my prenatal appointment, my pregnancy's been healthy. I've been gaining weight steadily and my baby bump protrudes enough so that everyone knows. Sometimes people will stop me in the hallway to exclaim their surprise and most people are shocked when I tell them I'm six and half months in already.

I love my babies, though. They're always moving now and their gentle rhythms are reassuring. I'm beginning to see stretch marks where my uterus is expanding and I've noticed my balance has been off lately, but that's probably because my center's shifted. I've been getting a few leg cramps, my feet have killing me and I pee even more frequently. But I wasn't complaining. I only had a few more months until I was going to be a mommy and that excited me.

Part of me couldn't stop speculating about my own mother, but I knew it was best to not think about her. I shook my head as I shoved my hands in the pocket of my whitecoat, waiting for an elevator to come up. Bored, I glanced around the hallway, trying to kill time. I didn't expect to see anyone considering this part of the building's been empty for a few months. I certainly didn't expect to see him.

His copper ponytail was a dead giveaway and combined with his strong shape, it was obvious.

"Brick Jojo," I could feel a smile curl onto my lips. He spun around, a cardboard box in his hands, and grinned at me.

"Well, well. If it isn't Blossom playing hooky," he smirked.

"I'm taking a break, Jojo," I simpered. "What are you doing here, though?" I asked, still unsure why he was at the hospital.

"Yeah, good to see you too, babe," he retorted. I raised an eyebrow to let him know that he still hadn't answered my question. He shrugged, "Just moving into my new office."

"Your... what?" I asked incredulously.

"Mayor talked me into it. Overhead at my firm was getting kinda annoying, so when he offered me a job as head of the malpractice department at Towns Gen, I listened. And then he showed me the salary," Brick smirked. "So looks like we're neighbors now?"

"You... work... here...?" I said slowly, trying to make sure I understood him right. "Just across from my office?" I added.

"Looks like it," he replied.

Wow, the infamous malpractice attorney Brick Jojo was switching to the good side. I guess that meant he'd represent me in court from now on. I grinned, "You can't hate doctors anymore," I realized.

"Uh, yeah I can," Brick scoffed.

I rolled my eyes. "Well, speaking of doctors... I'm about to visit mine. Wanna come with?" I suggested. It would be really nice to Brick accompany me on one of my prenatal appointments. There was just one little problem... The doctor. Brick hated Sara.

"You mean Sara Bellum?" Brick spat. "No thanks. I'll pass," he turned around and unlocked his office.

"Wait," I called out, following him into the expansive room. Wow, this place was bigger than my office!

"What?" Brick asked impatiently.

"I've had to go to all of these by myself... Will you just come with me once?" I pushed out my lower lip for persuasive effect.

Brick sighed, "I've got a lot of work to do Blossom." At my big, pleading eyes, he added, "M-Maybe next month?"

I think that was fair. If I was going to make him see Sara, then I should at least give him some time. "Alright," I smiled, content with that arrangement. I was about to leave when I remembered something. "Hey, Brick?"

"Yeah?" he murmured, sorting out some things on his desk.

Placing my hands on my baby bump, I said, "They've developed auditory canals now. They can listen to us," I whispered, referring to my twins.

"Really?" I don't think Brick realized how big his smile was right then.

I nodded, "I talk to them all the time," I giggled. "You should say something to them," I suggested.

"O-Okay," Brick replied, a little bit of hesitation in his voice. He walked towards me, put his hands on my swollen belly and then kneeled so that he was at height with the babies. It was a little awkward, but I didn't want to ruin the moment. "Do they have names yet?" he asked me.

"Not yet," I shook my head. "I'm still deciding."

"Well, um, hey," he started out awkwardly, surprised when he felt them kick. "I'm your father... And I hope one day you'll think of me as your dad. I'm kinda excited for you guys, but I'm a little nervous too," he swallowed. "I don't know you two yet, but I really care about you already."

"Aww," I cooed, gushing at his precious words. Brick flushed. "You're a sweetheart, you know that?" I fawned.

"Yeah, yeah," Brick mumbled as he stood up. I think he was embarrassed at that show of emotion, but he shouldn't have been. I thought it was absolutely endearing. Shoving his hands in his pockets, he looked down at me, not sure what to say.

"Well, I've got to go see Dr. Bellum," I started, turning away to leave. But before I left, I added, "But we'll be seeing much more of each other considering I work just down the hall."

"I'll be looking forward to that," Brick smirked.

"Good. You should," I gave him a wry smile and with my hand on my belly, I left, making my way to Sara's office.

...

A week later...

(Bubbles' POV)

"Aww, you're too sweet, Boomer," I giggled as I intertwined my fingers with his.

"It's all your fault for being so damn gorgeous," Boomer grinned back at me. I could feel a blush set in. "Anyway, I can't wait to see you and your team at sectionals next week."

"You're coming?" I asked, surprised. Me and my cheerleaders qualified, but I wasn't sure if people knew. Or if they were interested in supporting us.

"Of course. I gotta support my favorite girl," Boomer replied.

"Boomer," I gushed, wrapping my arms around him tighter, resting my head on his shoulder.

"I have to confess something, though," Boomer started, taking in a deep breath. Suddenly, I got nervous. He seemed serious and I wasn't sure what he would say next.

"Okay..." I prodded him.

"I didn't just bring you to the park to talk," he continued. We were walking before but now, he had come to a stop. I looked at him intently, biting my lip in anticipation. It was then I saw the hundreds of blue irises all over this section in the park. They weren't normally there... Were they? Either way, they looked gorgeous. "There's something I've wanted to do since the moment I saw you."

"W-What?" I asked, my lip quivering. I prepared myself for the worst.

Boomer surprised me when he got down on one knee and pulled something out of his pocket. Omigosh, was that what I think it was? Was he about to... Omigosh! Omigosh! OMIGOSH! OMIIIGOSSHH!

"Bubbles Utonium, you are the most beautiful woman I've ever had the pleasure of meeting. And I don't think I could live without you," he confessed. Swallowing he added, "I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Bubbles, will you marry me?" he asked, his voice barely a whisper.

I squealed, then covered my mouth as I looked at the ring in palm. It was a light blue sapphire with five little diamonds around it. It was beautiful. "Yes! Yes! YES!" I exclaimed.

Boomer looked down as his expression fell, "It's alright. I get it. You don't have to marry me. I hope we can still be- ...Wait, did you say yes?" Boomer looked at me quizzically.

"YES!" I gushed.

"R-Really?" Boomer stared up at me, wide-eyed.

"YES!" I yelled, the corners of my mouth starting to hurt because I was smiling so big!

"I love you, Bubbles," Boomer grinned as he slipped the ring on my finger. It was a perfect fit.

"I love you too!" I wrapped my arms around him as he stood up and kissed him passionately. It may have been th best kiss I've ever had.

That moment was amazing. The irises. The gorgeous ring. The fact that I'm spending the rest of my life with the sweetest guy in the world.

Absolutely amazing.

...

(Buttercup's POV)

"You haven't been keeping your end of the bargain," Ace narrowed his eyes at me maliciously.

I bit my lip. He was completely correct, but I wasn't going to let him know that. "It's kinda hard to avoid Butch considering his two brothers and dating my two sisters. And the fact that my sister's having his brother's kids in a few months," I added.

He glowered, clearly upset at something. But his words surprised me because I wasn't expecting him to change the subject. "You should be scared of me."

I glared, "I am not afraid of you," I told him firmly. In hindsight, that may not have been the smartest thing to say. But I couldn't let him know that I was terrified. I was always the toughest and I couldn't give that up now.

He sighed, "Look Butters, I like you. So I'll give you another chance. But don't blow it."

I took in a deep breath, "I won't."

"Good," Ace gave me a nod before slithering off. I was left in the dank alley, chills running down my spine. I had to control myself and I couldn't make the same mistakes like I did last time. I couldn't see Butch. At least not until I could figure out how to get us out of the mess...

As I stepped out onto the road, my phone went off. I pulled it out to see that I had one new message.

Bubbles (received at 6:17 PM)

I'M GETTING MARRIED! :DDDD

I couldn't help but smile at that. Little Bubbles went off to get herself a husband. It was about time Boomer proposed to her. But wait... This only meant one thing.

A wedding. And where there's weddings, there's dresses. And where there's Bubbles, there's no doubt I'm wearing one. Great.

...

(Back to Blossom's POV)

Bubbles was out on a date with Boomer and Buttercup had a late class at the gym, so I had the apartment to myself. I was really going to miss this place when we moved out... I hadn't started packing yet, but I knew I needed to soon.

After I got off early from work, I returned home with an insatiable craving for red velvet cake. Fortunately, we had the ingredients at home and in no time, I had whipped up a delicious cake. But by the time I had iced and decorated the cake, I wasn't hungry any more. Damn pregnancy hormones.

Those were really getting to me, but Sara assured me that everything was perfectly normal at my appointment last week. If anything, she seemed genuinely excited about the arrival of her grandchildren.

And me, with nothing else to do at the moment, plugged in my iPod, put it on shuffle and pulled out my phone to log into Facebook. I clicked on the icon with a big blue F and typed in my username and password. I was redirected to the home page where a little red number alerted me of my notifications.

Robin Snyder and 41 other friends like your status.

I smile to myself as I read over my latest status. It was about the twins and I was genuinely shocked at all the likes and positive comments it received. I clicked out of my profile and headed to my News Feed to look for some interesting posts. I continued to let my iPod play random songs as I kinda tuned myself out of the music. It wasn't until a little later when I started listening to what was playing.

You're so damn pretty
If I had a type then baby it'd be you
I know you're ready
If I never lied, then baby you'd be the truth

Here's the situation
Been to every nation
Nobody's ever made me feel the way that you do
You know my motivation
Given my reputation
Please excuse I don't mean to be rude

This sounded familiar. What was this song again...?

But tonight I'm loving you
Oh you know
That tonight I'm loving you
Oh you know
That tonight I'm loving you

Aww, damn it, Enrique. I pushed the pause button and let out a sigh of frustration. I loved this guy, but my kids probably shouldn't be listening to this kind of music. ...Even though they probably couldn't hear it... Actually... Giving it some thought, I realized how perfectly this song fit their conception. God, it was eerie.

Just then, the doorbell sounded and gave me an excuse to leave my thoughts. I pulled out my headphones and tossed my iPod and Android phone on the lower rack of the coffee table before getting up to answer the door. I peeked through the peep-hole and grinned.

"Hey there, handsome," I greeted as I opened the door for my boyfriend.

"Hey, babe," he grinned back.

"What are you doing here?" I asked curiously, eying the bag in his hand. It looked like food... I was suddenly starving.

"Why do you always ask me that?" Brick raised an eyebrow. "Can't a guy drop in to see his girlfriend from time to time?"

I simpered, "Sorry. And come on in," I motioned for him to enter the apartment.

As he walked in, I saw him sniff the air. "Did you bake a cake? Red velvet, maybe?" he asked.

...How did he know that? "Wow, nice, Scooby Doo," I teased. "How'd you figure that out?" I asked curiously.

He smirked, "You left the cake on the counter."

I rolled my eyes, "Of course." I studied him and the bag in his hand, "Whatcha got there?"

"Dinner," he replied, the corner of his lips twitching. "You like Chinese?"

"Mmhmm," I exclaimed, taking the plastic bag from him and setting the boxes on the coffee table. He sat down on the couch and I plopped beside him, snuggling up to my boyfriend. I grabbed a container of vegetable lo mein and dug in. I couldn't help thinking this was perfect. Here I was, in a scarlet tanktop and fuzzy zebra-print pajama pants, cuddling with my favorite guy while eating Chinese noodles. Just a few minutes ago, I was aimlessly hovering on Facebook and now, I was beside the one guy who made me so happy.

To be honest, never in a million years did I think this would happen to me. I think deep down, I always wanted to fall in love, but guys were so confusing and unpredictable. And they wanted just one thing. I guess that's why I went after Dexter forever ago. But I'm glad I took the risk now because being with Brick gave me this warm, fuzzy feeling that I haven't ever felt. Things between us weren't perfect- we were having a child out of wedlock, Brick had serious problem with his mother and we were both bogged down with ridiculous amounts of work, but somehow, I felt complete around him. And I wasn't sure what word to use to describe us other than 'perfect'.

Just then, my phone buzzed. I looked at it curiously, wondering who it could be instead of picking it up because it was too far away for me to reach over my swell.

"You gonna get that?" Brick lazily raised an eyebrow.

"I can't," I pouted. He must've thought it was adorable because he chuckled and handed it to me.

"Thank you!" I grinned as I slid my finger across the screen. Looks like I had a new message.

Bubbles (received at 6:17 PM)

I'M GETTING MARRIED! :DDDD

Bubbles was getting married? Oh my god, this was exciting! Yay, I'm so happy for her! I wonder how Boomer proposed... Aww, I can't wait to hear all about it!

"Okay, you're smile is starting to scare me," Brick teased. "What happened?"

"Your little brother's marrying my little sister!" I squealed.

Brick smirked, "So he finally proposed?"

"I guess," I shrugged, a smile still tugging at the corner of my mouth.

"He's had that ring for months," Brick chuckled, shaking his head. "Good for them."

Months? That made me wonder how long Bubbles and Boomer had actually dated. I think they were together for three months, split for two and back together for one. In all, they hadn't dated for more than four months. Four months wasn't very long at all. I couldn't help but ponder if they were rushing into things...

"Speaking of marriage..." Brick took me away from my thoughts. His uncertain tone made my eyebrows scrunch. Where was he going with this? "Where do you stand on that?"

"Stand on what?" I looked at him quizzically.

He swallowed. There was a moment of silence before, "Do you want to get married before the twins are born?"

"A-Are you proposing?" I inquired, confused. I studied his countenance, trying to understand what he was doing.

"Well, do you want me to?" he finally asked, his almost-crimson orbs staring into my rose ones.

"Not if you don't want to," I shook my head, still in a daze. "I don't want you to feel forced to marry me because I'm pregnant," I tried not to say it as acrimoniously as I thought it. "And I'm not ready for marriage. I mean, I've got enough on my plate."

Brick looked relieved. I couldn't help but give him a little smile at that. "So you just want to take this relationship for what it is? See where it goes..." he suggested.

"I'd like that," I said softly. "And if marriage is somewhere down the road, I won't be completely opposed to it."

"Sounds like a plan," Brick grinned, wrapping an arm around me as I slurped a noodle. I got a little bit of soy sauce on the corner of my mouth and he brought his hand to my lips, gently removing the sauce with his thumb. We were so close and there was barely any room between the two of us and I couldn't resist the urge to kiss him.

In that moment, everything was perfect. Completely, entirely, fully, utterly perfect.

...

(Brick's POV)

I was just filling up some paper work when I heard my office door click open. My first instinct was that it was Blossom, but looking up, that couldn't be further from the truth. Standing before me was this brunette nurse. Her face was caked with make-up and I'm pretty sure her eyelashes were fake, but there was something alluring about her. Maybe it was her plump, juicy-looking lips, her perfect figure or the fact that she wasn't Blossom.

"Can I help you?" I raised an eyebrow.

"I heard you were new here," she started, giggling a little bit. "I just wanted to make sure you felt welcome," she approached me, swinging her hips suggestively.

"Okay." I had built up immunity to these kinds of tactics years ago, but a part of me just wanted to chuck it all and bang this chick. These last few weeks have been really intense on me- the twins, Blossom, my mother Sara Bellum, this new job... I was loaded down with responsibility that I never asked for or wanted in the first place. I was tired to being the guy that you could depend on, the guy who everyone comes to when they need help. I haven't even had sex in months because of Blossom. I guess it's not her fault, but I'm a guy. And... I'm a guy.

"Screw it," I mumbled, getting out of my chair to meet her. "I'm Brick."

"Susan," she said flirtatiously. "And Dr. Utonium doesn't to find out about this," she added, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"Good," I smirked, I grabbing her as she shoved her tongue down my throat.

This wouldn't take long at all and it wasn't going to hurt anyone.

...

(Blossom's POV)

It's been a week since Bubbles got engaged. She's been so excited planning her wedding! She actually called me over to the tailor's because she wanted us to get our dresses fitted. I told her I'd come as soon as I finished work, which was... right about now. I had just seen my last patient and I was heading out. Brick's office was on the way, so I thought I'd stop by to see him for a moment. I paused outside of his office and knocked gently to let him know I was here. He didn't reply and the blinds were shut, so I tried opening the door. It was unlocked.

"Brick-" my thought was cut short by the sight in front of me. Brick had this brunette nurse from West Unit pinned to his desk, his mouth and hands all over. She giggled as she ran her hands through his shaggy copper hair and as she unbuttoned his shirt while his hands explored her waist and hips. I was frozen in shock, trying to figure out if that was really Brick. Maybe it was all a misunderstanding. Maybe I was imagining it. Brick wouldn't randomly make out with some slutty nurse... Right?

But I guess I was wrong. What we had was too perfect. Of course it wouldn't last. My lip quivered and I fought back the hot tears welling in my eyes.

"Brick Jojo," I said firmly. His head snapped up and his eyes widened. The brunette just raised an eyebrow.

"Blossom," Brick said breathlessly.

"I knew this was too good to last..." I murmured, bringing my hand to my mouth, shutting my eyes to hold back tears. I just looked at him, disappointment in my big pink eyes, before quickly turning around and running out. I couldn't cry here.

I guess all good things have to come to an end. It was foolish of me to trust Brick with my heart. It was silly of me to think I could change him. It was idiotic of me to accept that Brick really cared about me and the babies.

I was a real moron for believing the lies Brick's fed me for the past two months.

A real frickin' moron.

...

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