Author's Note: I've stopped concentrating so much on PPG and PPGZ and moved to Tokyo Mew Mew, so I've kind of dullened my ability to write these characters...so sorry if they seem a bit OOC at times.
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Chapter 5
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"You were the smart leader who valued school subjects," Brick repeated, slightly irked. What, was she not the smart, benevolent leader of the Powerpuff Girls anymore?
"But...I'm not the leader...Buttercup is...I hate school...I don't mind when I'm not using proper grammar...but...Bubbles corrects me..."
Burning flashbacks of a younger version of her with wider eyes, no fingers, and no nose suddenly appeared in her mind, flashing psychedelic colors. Her hands flew to her head and she screamed at the pain it caused her. Brick's eyes widened. "Blossom, are you alright?"
Stealing golf clubs...
Getting crushed by the RowdyRuffs...
Playing in a band with Bubbles and Buttercup...
Turning into a PowerPup due to Mojo...
Ice breath...
Blossom let out another distressed wail as she pulled at her voluminous tresses. Brick watched her, secretly worried. "Bloss...Blossom!!"
Being in Ms.Bellum's body...
Candy...lots and lots of candy...
The fourth PPG, Bunny...
"I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!" she screamed, forming a huge energy blast and aiming at her head. Brick made it dissipate in her hands by hitting it with his own. "Whatis making you so suicidal?" he yelled angrily.
Blossom blinked slowly...and the last she saw was a confused Brick staring down at her before she blacked out.
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Oh...my...God...Brick, help her! his conscience screamed loudly.
"Alright, alright, already," he muttered, picking her up bridal style. She was surprisingly light, and fit into his arms just right...
Like you were made for each other...
"Say one more thing and I'm leaving her here," he snarled under his breath, examining her body a little closer. She was still a little bruised and cut up from her rather idiotic decision to take a walk in the forest in the middle of the night...but nonetheless, she was, indeed, beautiful. Even while in Hell, he'd apprehended seeing her again, mainly to kill her, and a little bit...to see how she'd developed. Brick hadn't developed wrongly...in fact, he'd done great, he allowed himself to admit. But Blossom...she'd done even better than he did. He watched her ample chest rise up and down with each breath her body took in.
He drew in a breath, wanting the lust to disappear.
Gritting his teeth in dismay, he flew up, still carrying the unconscious female in his arms.
He floated back to Townsville, swerving often to avoid hitting trees. Finding the old Utonium residence empty, his brow furrowed. "Where could they possibly live now?"