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"Ha! I told you I would win!" Blossom shouted, taking her hand away from Brick's.
"Yeah, only because I let you." Brick replied.
"Yeah, whatever." Blossom giggled. "Girls are stronger than boys, so there!" She stuck her tongue out at him.
"Put that thing back where it belongs," Brick said, leaning back in the red, plastic chair. "Arm wrestling sucks anyway."
"You only say that, because you lost." Blossom stated.
Fate had a funny way of taking you places. Instead of going to the movies, Brick and Blossom had ended up at a teens' club. Though, there was loud music booming through the sound system, both were just doing the simplest of things, like arm wresting. Blossom had already beat him twelve times at rock, paper, scissors, ten times at thumb wrestling, and this was her thirteenth time at beating him at arm wrestling. It was good to be a girl.
As for Brick, well, it wasn't going so good. The more time he spent with Blossom, the more he was realizing that he actually liked being around her. She was good for conversation, and on some levels, she understood him on a lot of things. Example: annoying siblings that don't always cooperate. And, he could talk to her about the craziest things, and she wouldn't judge him. Not to mention, she was just so beautiful. Her long, redish organgish hair was caught in florescent lights very well as well as other lightings around the club. More importantly, the attraction was far more than being physical, but mentally and emotionally, too. Maybe it was because she was his counterpart, or maybe it was the fact that he actually was starting to like her.
"You're not like any other boy I've met." Blossom said, randomly.
"Oh, yeah. You know not everybody can have superpowers like me." Brick replied, sarcastically.
"That's not what I meant," Blossom said in a low tone. She felt knots tying up in her stomach.
He smiled softly at the girl. Brick gently took her hands in his. "I like hanging out with you, Blossom. Maybe we could do it again some time. You know, without Butch having to pass you a note."
"That would be nice." Blossom gulped, nervously.
"Okay, Blossom. Theirs is something I need to tell you. You're probably going to hate me for life, but you need to know." Oh, God. He was going to tell her Him's sinister plot to destroy the Powerpuff Girls.
"Brick, I could never hate you. You're sweet, kind, and caring." Blossom blushed. "So, just tell me."
"Willyoubemygirlfriend?" He blurted out.
You coward. You like her!! Tell her about Him. You don't want to kill her, do you?
Blossom smiled brightly, blushing. "Yeah. I'd like late to be your girlfriend, Brick. I thought you'd never ask."
You fail at life you pathetic excuse for a villain.
Brick mentally kicked himself for being so stupid. "Great!"
"Great," she replied.
