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Saturday, 5:00 PM

(Blossom's POV)

Today was Saturday, which meant that we were all home today. No work, no school. Today was also Buttercup's second date with Butch. They were going to go see The Phantom of the Opera on Broadway. I didn't know Butch was into stuff like that. You learn something new everyday, huh?

I still wasn't so oh-so-thrilled about Buttercup going on another date with Butch… but she's my sister, so I should be happy for her, I guess.

Bailey was in the living room, playing with her dolls, while Bubbles and I were helping Buttercup get ready.

"Ow!" Buttercup said, rubbing her ear tenderly, "Bubbles, pay attention! That hurt!"

"Sorry," Bubbles said apologetically. She set the straightening iron on the carpet floor and unplugged it from the wall.

Minutes later, Bubbles had finished Buttercup's black hair by tying it in a simple, yet elegant bun.

"Yay, now it's time to pick out your outfit!" Bubbles exclaimed as she ran over to Buttercup's closet. After a few minutes of searching, she pulled out a sleeveless, puffy, lime-green dress. "Oh, what about this, Buttercup? It's so cute!"

"Bubbles, she's just going to Broadway, not prom," I said out of exasperation. I turned to Buttercup. "Why don't you just wear some dress pants and a nice blouse? You aren't much of a dress person."

Bubbles rolled her eyes and folded her arms. "Well, I'm sorry that I want Buttercup to actually look presentable on her date!"

"Buttercup will be the talk of the town if she wears that thing!" I cried, folding my arms. "Buttercup will be wearing pants and a blouse, and that's final."

"No, she'll be wearing this beautiful dress!" Bubbles exclaimed as her eyebrows furrowed - indicating that she was mad.

"No!"

"Yes!"

"No-"

"Quiet!" Buttercup spat, her hands on her hips. Oh boy, she looked pissed. "Look, neither of you are my mother, so quit it. I'm the one who's going on this date, so I'll be picking out what I want to wear. Got it?"

"Fine," Bubbles and I said simultaneously, feeling defeated.

"Now if you don't mind," Buttercup pointed to her door, "I'd like to get dressed. Alone."

"But, Buttercup-" I started.

She scowled. "I said alone, Blossom. By myself. In solitude. Alone."

I rolled my eyes. "We got it the first time."

Bubbles and I walked out of the room, waiting for our sister to get dressed.

20 Minutes Later

Bubbles and I were waiting for Buttercup to finish dressing up in the main hallway of our house. What was taking so long? Buttercup was usually a swift dresser.

The silence was removed by the creaking of Buttercup's door. Bubbles and I looked up to see Buttercup, who looked… gorgeous and amazing and girly, oh my!

Buttercup, girly? She was more of a tomboy! I can't believe what I'm seeing!

She was wearing a form-fitting lime-green dress which stopped at her knees, which by the way, was strapless. The dress literally showed off every curve. Her back was bare and her cleavage was a bit noticeable, but that didn't matter. She completed the look with silver 3-inch heels, a silver pearl necklace and matching earrings.

"You look phenomenal!" I said, examining my sister's outfit.

"Forget phenomenal, you look sexy!" Bubbles joined in, her grin wide.

Buttercup's cheeks immediately turned a light pink color. She simpered, "Shut up. Both of you."

"Where did you get that dress?" Bubbles said in awe, "It looks so cute on you."

Buttercup shrugged. "I was saving it for a special occasion."

"Aw!" Bubbles beamed. "You saved it for Butch!"

Buttercup growled. Hah, I could tell she was getting annoyed. "Moving on… can you guys help me with my makeup?"

(No POV)

10 minutes later, the doorbell rang.

"I'll get it!" Bailey said as she dropped her doll and ran to the door. She had to stand on the tip of her toes to reach the doorknob, but she eventually opened the door successfully.

Before her stood a man who was dressed in a dark green button up long-sleeved dress shirt, black slacks, and black loafers. He had black hair and his eyes were green - dark green to be exact. His hands were in his pockets, however he had a small smile on his face.

It was Butch Jojo.

"Hi stranger, can I help you?" Bailey said in her cute, four-year old voice.

"Uh," Butch started, "Is-"

"Are you looking for my mommy? She has long, red hair like me! Oh, or are you looking for Auntie Bubbles? Or Auntie Buttercup?" Bailey asked, her pink eyes widening.

"Uh…" Butch had to think for a minute. "The second one?"

"Oh, Auntie Bubbles?"

"No, no! I meant the third one."

"Auntie Buttercup! I'll get her, you wait just right here mister!" And with that, Bailey ran to her Aunt's room.

(Back to Blossom's POV)

"There, all done," I said as I put the finishing touches on Buttercup's makeup. She didn't have too much makeup on - it was just the right amount.

"Look in the mirror!" Bubbles exclaimed, jumping up and down.

Buttercup nodded and looked in the mirror. Her light green eyes widened. "I look… hot," She whispered.

"Hell yeah you do!" I smiled.

Suddenly, Buttercup's bedroom door had opened - and the person who opened it was my daughter, Bailey.

"Auntie Buttercup, someone is here for you!" Bailey exclaimed. She then paused, and took a look at Buttercup. She smiled. "Auntie Buttercup, you look so prettyful!"

Buttercup smiled. "Thanks, sweetie."

"Wait," I interrupted, "I didn't hear a doorbell ring."

"Oh my God, Butch must be here," Buttercup panicked. "How's my hair? How's my outfit? Do I look okay?"

"Buttercup, shut up," I said. "You look amazing."

"Yeah, go out there and blow him away!" Bubbles said, pushing Buttercup out of the room.

(Butch's POV)

After the little red-headed girl left, I couldn't stop thinking about her. No, I'm not a pedophile, you assholes. Granted, she looked like Blossom (or at least what I can remember of Blossom), but something else about her… she kind of reminded me of-

"Introducing!" A blue-eyed blonde-haired woman said before me. I'm guessing she was Buttercup's other sister. "Buttercup Utonium!"

My dark green eyes widened when I saw a beaut- I mean Buttercup before me. She looked… sexy. And gorgeous. And amazing. And… damn it, Butch, you're not supposed to fall for her! Stick to the plan!

"Buttercup," I swallowed, "You look… great." Well, if I was going to stick to the plan, I had to compliment her somewhat, right?

Yeah, Butch, you're just complimenting her. Nothing else. No feelings.

"Thanks," She smiled, her cheeks turning bright pink.

"You ready to go?" I asked.

"I was born ready," She replied. She turned around and waved goodbye to her sisters and niece, and we were out the door.

(Brick's POV)

I parked my car on the side of the street and walked inside the apartment building. I went inside the elevator and went to the third floor, where my fiancée's residence was. I had just gotten back from a long football practice, so I was a bit… smelly. And sweaty.

I knocked on her door and waited for it to open, but after waiting for a few minutes, she didn't come to open her door. That's strange, I saw her magenta Volkswagen (That I bought for her) in the apartment parking lot…

I knocked on it once more, but still no response. So I checked under her Welcome mat to see if there was a spare key, and luckily there was one. I unlocked the door and made my way inside.

"Berserk?" I asked. "Berserk?" I asked again, a bit more louder this time.

"I'm here," My red-headed fiancée said as she closed her bedroom door. She was wearing a dark pink bathrobe, and her hair was terribly disheveled.

"I missed you," She said as she wrapped her arms around my neck and gave me a kiss. I wrapped my arms around her waist, deepening the kiss immediately afterwards. She pushed me on her plush, magenta couch. She sat on my lap and started to make out with me once more. We could go on for hours if we wanted to.

It was getting hot and heavy until I heard a scream.

"AH! A spider!" It was from her bedroom. The voice was masculine.

I pulled apart from the kiss and raised an eyebrow. "Is someone else here?"

Instead of answering me, she kissed me… again.

"Don't… worry… about… it…" She said in-between kisses.

I pulled apart once more. I got up from the couch and walked past her. I was walking over to her room until she stopped me.

She put her arms on the door, blocking it. "Please don't go in there, it's not that big of a deal," She begged.

I furrowed my eyebrows. "If it's not that big of a deal, then you wouldn't mind me going in there, no?"

"Brick, please," She pleaded. Her magenta eyes were filled with fright.

I pushed her out of my way effortlessly and opened the door to her bedroom.

On her bed was a man with shaggy brunet hair, a pointed nose, and freckles. His skin was pale, and his eyes were a blackish color. He was wearing grey boxer briefs and a black shirt that said Mitch Rocks on it.

And then I connected the dots.

Oh hell no. She was... cheating on me?

Not only was she cheating on me, but she was cheating on me with Mitch Michelson - my teammate.

"Brick, baby," Berserk said from behind me, "It's not what it looks like."

"Save it," I seethed. I mean, really? I take this chick back and she cheats on me. Like, that's really stupid. How could you cheat on me? I am a freakin' God. Okay, maybe that's taking it a bit too far - but shit, I am amazing.

"Brick, my buddy," Mitch said, putting his hands on my broad shoulders. He smirked, "How's it going?"

I shook his hands off of me. "Don't touch me," I spat angrily.

He chuckled. "Look, man, I just needed a good screwing. You know how it is."

"No," I gritted through my teeth, "I believe I don't. How could you do this to me, Mitch? We're fucking teammates!"

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Brick," He said snidely. He chuckled immediately afterwards.

I was seriously this close to punching the shit out of Mitch - but I decided against it. His bucktoothed ass wasn't worth it. Berserk wasn't worth it. I am better than this. I'm fucking Brick Jojo, for crying out loud!

I smirked. "It's okay. You two morons aren't worth my time." I walked out of Berserk's bedroom, but not before turning around to face her and saying, "Oh, and if it was apparent earlier, we're through." I looked her up and down and sucked my teeth in annoyance. "Slut."

Fuck them. I had bigger fish to fry.

Sunday - 4:40 PM

(Bubbles' POV)

I sat on the couch impatiently as I was waiting for Boomer. He said he'd be here at 4:30! Where is he? Ugh. I was just really excited to hang out with him today.

Although it was Autumn, it was pretty hot outside today. 80 Degrees! I decided to wear a pair of plaid light blue/white Bermuda shorts, a short sleeved white V-Neck, which showed a bit of cleavage, and white sandals. My blonde hair, usually tied in a ponytail, was instead tied in two low pigtails. Buttercup said I was too old to wear my hair that way… but, whatever!

I decided not to tell Blossom about me going to the Tigers vs. Lions game with Boomer, since, well, it'd remind her of Brick. She was at our friend Robin's house… so, she won't care where I am right now, right?

I heard a honk outside, and I opened the door to see a Cobalt Blue Ford Mustang parked outside. It must be Boomer! I walked outside and got into the passenger seat of his car. It had that new car smell. I loved it.

He looked at me up and down and smiled. "You look… casual."

"Thanks," I said awkwardly. "You too." He was wearing a dark blue V-Neck, khaki shorts, and dark blue/black Vans.

"Ready to go?" He asked me. I nodded.

Boomer and I reached the stadium twenty minutes later. We sat at the front of the bleachers, because that's where our tickets were assigned. The game didn't start until 5:15, which meant we had about ten minutes to spare.

"So," Boomer began, attempting to make conversation, "Why don't you like football? You didn't sound so pleased on the phone."

"It's a rough sport," I said quickly, "And it's dangerous."

I felt his blue eyes staring at me, so I turned to face him. "What?"

"I don't know," He shrugged, "Your reason just doesn't sound… genuine."

Not genuine? How was my reason not genuine? …Ugh, he was right. It wasn't. I mean, football was a pretty rough sport, and I didn't like stuff like that, but that wasn't the legitimate reason as to why I wasn't a fan of football.

But am I able to trust Boomer? I met the guy two days ago..

"You're right," I sighed, "That isn't the real reason."

He raised an eyebrow. "Then what is the real reason?"

"I'll let you in on a little secret," I began. You better know what you're doing Bubbles.. this is about your sister here! But Boomer seems trustworthy, so why not?

"Okay, well... when my sister was in college, she had this boyfriend..." I began.

"Uh huh..."

"And she ended up getting pregnant by him. But he didn't know… because she didn't tell him," I sighed.

"Okay…" He raised an eyebrow. "So what does that have to do with anything?"

I continued, "She didn't tell him because he got drafted to play football, and then they ended up going their separate ways. Her ex-boyfriend actually plays for this team."

"Oh… rough," Boomer said, comforting me by rubbing my back, "I'm sorry, Bubbles."

"Don't feel sorry for me, it has nothing to do with me," I began. I sighed, "It's just… I don't know. After that, I've just developed… a hate for football. Silly reason, I kn-"

All of a sudden, the sound of an air horn filled the stadium. That meant the introduction of the players was about to take place.

"And now," The announcer began, "Here are the players for the Townsville Tigers!" The crowd roared in excitement.

"First up," Said the announcer, "Is wide receiver, Mitch Mitchelson!"

A man with shaggy brunet hair ran across the field confidently. After that, he put his helmet on.

Boomer then tapped me on the shoulder. I turned around, my light blue eyes meeting his dark blue ones. It looked like he wanted to tell me something; which is good because the introduction seemed boring.

"Listen, I'll even let you in on a little secret, considering you told me something," Boomer said, a bit louder due to the noise. When he said this, his dark blue eyes suddenly became filled with sadness.

He sighed, "All the girls I've ever talked to only used me to get closer to my brother. He plays for this team," He said sadly. "They acted like they liked me. And as soon as I would bring them over to my house, they'd ditch me as soon as they saw my brother."

He stared at me, waiting for a response.

"I'm sorry, Boomer," I said, my voice genuine. Why would girls do that to such a sweet guy like Boomer? I don't get it. "You don't deserve that."

"I just… I hope you're not like all of those other girls, Bubbles. I really hope your different."

"Oh, Boomer," I said, holding his hand, "I'd never do something like that to you."

"Pinky swear?" He raised up his pinky.

I smiled. "Pinky swear."

"Cross your heart and hope to die?" We said simultaneously. We both giggled at this.

"Hey, shut it, will ya?" A middle-aged man with a protruding belly and overalls said to us. "I'm tryin' tuh listen tuh da introductions!"

"Sorry," We blushed.

I changed the subject. "So, Boomer, which one's your brother?"

He paused for a moment. I could tell he was scanning the field for his brother. "That one," He pointed.

The guy Boomer had pointed to had a head full of red hair. His eyes looked… red…

My eyes widened.

Oh, no. No, no, no, no, no! It can't be! It can be anyone! Red eyes are pretty common, right? Atleast I think so...

"And last but not least," The announcer said, his voice getting louder, "The star quarterback, Brick Jojo!"

The crowd was louder than ever as Brick ran across the field. I even heard a "Go bro!" from Boomer. He put on his helmet immediately afterward and ran towards his team.

Boomer looked at me. "Yeah, he's a real hunk," He said sarcastically. He studied me a bit before raising an eyebrow. "Are you okay, Bubbles? You're as pale as ever. It looks like you've seen a ghost."

"B-because I just d-did," I choked out.

"What are you talking about?" Boomer asked quizzically.

"Your brother… is my sister's baby's father."

I'm sorry these past few chapters have been a bit... er, filler. I promise that the Reds will be coming up soon (Either the next chapter or the chapter after that...) so stay tuned for that! I know there's been a lot of Greens/Blues (Considering the Reds haven't even met again yet), but I'm trying to get their development out of the way so the Reds will get all the spotlight later. :P

Anywhoo, reviews would be awesome!

(Also, I'm thinking about changing the name of the Title! Do you guys have any ideas? :D)