CHAPTER 4

Normal POV (again)

While Butch was locked in Blossom's eyes, enjoying the anger pin-pointed at him, the other two boys had a new plan in mind. As they started towards the door Brick noticed their change in action. Unwilling to look away from his prize, he jerked his head to his left where his brothers had his back turned and demanded.

"Where are you going?" his voice laced with irritation.

"We're going to bring back those other two, so we can have a full set." Butch calmly explained. The response gave Brick more attention to them, but still wary of not still looking at what was now his.

"How?" Brick asked as his curiosity began to override his anger.

"Finding them, tying them up, then bring the two back." Boomer answered like it should be completely obvious. Brick snorted with displeasure.

"Yeah right, you could barely hold them off the first time." Brick said as he stared down the back of his brother's heads.

"WHAT?" Butch snarled as he spun around and came up on his accusing brother with speed, soon followed by Boomer. The conversation now held all of their attention, including Blossom.

"You need a plan, you idiots. Or else they have a chance of escaping and ruining everything!." Brick sneered. He certainly did not like the idea of losing his prize so suddenly, or ever.

"What did you have in mind?" Boomer growled. Brick's expression changed to a more thoughtful state, loading his brain with plots and ideas. Then he turned his eyes back to Blossom, not forgetting she was still in the room.

"I'll tell you in the other room." Brick said, gesturing towards their captive. They nodded in agreement as they started to move deeper into the building, with always a watchful eye on Blossom.

She strained to hear what they were saying, but they moved too far away even with her hearing more advance than humans. She could feel some of her strength returning, jerking out of her gut as she tried to struggle with her binds. It was still no good, the rope was too thick and too tightly wound around her hands and feet like a captured calf… A minute later they came back, with a different smug expression on each of their faces. They came up to Blossom, and then the brothers shared a nod in unison. Brick stepped up closer to his 'prize' and examined her thoroughly. Blossom did not break her gaze at him when he lightly placed his hand on her head, with a smile tugging at his lips. Moving slowly, he moved his hand to the back of her head the quickly pulled her red ribbon from her silky hair. Her hair fell in thick waves down her shoulders and back, leaving an unruly mess. Brick took the ribbon and moved it near his face, where he could get a clean smell of her hair.

"Strawberries." Brick proudly stated, not getting a reaction from any of them. He reluctantly gave the ribbon to Boomer, who held it without the adoration Brick had. Butch and Boomer started to turn when a hand was placed on both of their shoulders.

"Wait." Brick said. Casually, he made his way over to Blossom again, her eyes still hard. He smoothly reached for her feet as she thrashed at his movement. Swiftly, he stole her left shoe, and then carelessly tossed it to Butch, who caught it with little movement on his part. Then Butch and Boomer again made their way towards the door, with no interruption from Brick.

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Bubbles and Buttercup continued to search the buildings again, paying a little closer attention to where they thought the boys and their sister might be. They both wanted to put the hopelessness into words, but they were afraid how true those words might be. At one point they thought of spiting up, but from fear of another separation, they stayed close within each other's reach. As they circled a less popular area in the city Bubbles noticed a contrasting red wind against the neutral colors of the buildings. She quickly flew to it and noticed it had a defined shape. She caught it easily in the wind, while Buttercup came up and stared at what it could be.

"It's Blossom's" Bubbles whispered, barely audible in the wind. The floated down in unison from the few feet they were above and ignored any suspicious eyes. There was no doubt in either of their minds, Blossom was close. They started half flying-half running more frantically now, looking down every alley way. When they came upon an alley that was particularly dark,

"If you were a lying scumbag, where would you go?" Buttercup seethed through her teeth.

They entered the alleyway with uncertainty, anxiety rising in their veins. Soon they came to the end of the alleyway, finding a petite black shoe at the wall. Bubbles and Buttercup looked to the sky, to see if she flown away. Suddenly, they were jumped from behind, and immediately rendered unconscious.

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