A/N: Thanks for all the great reviews and thanks for reading lovlies!
(Brick's POV... He's had it a long time coming)
Beeeeeeeeep. Beeeeeeeeeep. Beeeeeeeeeeep. Beeeeeep. Beeeeep.What is that sound? Can it shut up before I shut it up! Ugh! Wait! Where am I? Last thing I remember is Blossom getting mad at me when she realized it was my brother's and my ex-girlfriends that had nearly killed her and her sisters then she pushed me and then blackness. They didn't take us to a hospital did they? I doubt this town had the equiptment to deal with super heroes.
"I...he's...up." A muffled sound soothed my ears. It was the voice of an angel. I don't think I've ever heard it before. Who is this sweet angel? I could feel a presence to my side. I tried to open my eyes but my lids were too heavy. Come on Brick. What are you? Human? Open your damn eyes. They just won't open. Did that put me on fucking morphine? Ugh!
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beeeep. Beeep. Beeep.Is that my heart monitor? My heart beat is screwed up if it is! What happened?
"Butch...up!" A loud girlish squeal attacked my ears. Butch? What happened to Butch? Brute didn't hurt him too badly did she? I know Brute is vicious but there's no way...
"Wha... hap...?" Butch's rough voice asked.
"Blossom... Brick... in... you." Buttercup's distinct voice answered. Did I hit Butch? Great! I knocked him unconscious? Wait, if the Puffs are with us? Who is the angel? I opened my eyes slowly to be attacked by a bright light. I tried to cover my eyes with my arm but it was tied down by IVs.
"Oh! Thank God!" The angel's voice rang out and suddenly she hugged me. I opened my eyes again to see Blossom's soft pink eyes staring back me relieved. Is Blossom the angel? No, that's impossible!
"Ugh! Where am I?" I asked hoarsely.
"You're at my house. The Professor treated your concussion." Blossom told me thankfully speaking softly. She sounds lik the angel, but I'm supposed to hate her with every fiber of my being. I'm supposed to want to destroy her. You're supposed to do a lot of things that you don't. Since when do you care what you're supposed to do? The little voice inside my head yelled at me. Why did my inner voice sound so much like Boomer? Because you trust his judgement. The voice has a smug tone in it. Ugh! I can't even win when I'm fighting myself!
"Why did you bring me here? I would of been fine." I told her much softer than I've ever spoken to anyone! This sucks so hard! I've always known Blossom had something to do with my reason for existence but I thought it was to destroy her. Great! Fan-bloody-tastic!
"You have a fractured skull." She told me with a weak smile. Wow, little Miss Know-It-All actually did some damage. I know she's strong but I didn't think she was capable of that!
"Did he put me on morphine?" I asked still feeling weighed down.
"He kind of had to!" Boomer's voice boomed causing me to flinch. Why so loud? "You woke up once and started screaming like a girl!"
"Excuse me, what's wrong with being a girl?" Bubbles asked giving him 'The Look'. I snickered at my young, foolish brother. How had he ever been a player? He has less swagger than a stick.
"Nothing, darling." Boomer gave her an impish smile. Oh that's why! Because he plays like he's some shy, sweet guy when all he wants is sex. All I know is if he hurts Bubbles, Butch and I both are going to hurt him. I know him better. He's truly liked Bubbles since...forever. Hell. I know Bubbles better. She'll have him fearing for his life before we'd have a chance to punch him. Fearsome little thing she is.
"Hey, Brick. Thanks a lot." Butch told me sarcastically.
"You're welcome." I smiled starting to feel the morphine wear off. "Can I take this thing out?" I asked Blossom glaring at the IV like it was Satan himself.
"I'm not sure. Let me get the Professor." Blossom replied wearily and flew out of the room looking for him most likely. I looked at the couples almost feeling jealous. Buttercup was lying down on Butch's hospital bed (how they have two hospital beds I do not know) with Butch holding her like everything was right in the world. Bubbles and Boomer were on the couch throwing little pieces of balled up paper at each other. I don't get why but Bubbles must of been the victor because she shot up and did a cabbage patch. Those two are like two little kids. I feel bad for their future kids.
Yeah, I know they think I'm totally against them being with their Puffs but I like it that they're happy. I hate to admit it but I love the Puffs for changing my brothers. Butch's once never ending scowl and violent behavior was now mellowed. Hell. There was a time not too long after he broke up with Brute that I thought I've never see him smile again. Here he is, though, smiling like a goofball looking complete. Boomers. Let's not get started on him. I've never seen him be so genuine, protective, and so in love with a girl. I can tell those two are going to grow old together and love every moment of it, that is if my brother isn't a complete idiot and lets his brain do the thinking.
Blossom returned with the Professor and he removed my IV and put gauges over the small hole it created. Then he silently moved over to Butch and did the same. I know the Professor is usually a pretty cool guy but he has to have a comment of some sort.
"Girls, can I have a moment alone with your boyfriends?" He asked not looking at my brothers or I. Oh shit. I sat up tensing, ready to defend byself against any laser or mad-scientisty things he had up his sleeves.
"Sure, Daddy." Bubbles and Buttercup flew off. Blossom gave me a weary look.
"He's not my boyfriend." She mumbled and flew off after her sisters. All door shut and I could hear them flying into town.
"I didn't screw your daughter!" Was the first thing that came out of my mouth and my hands flew up in the universal sign of surrender.
"I'm sure you didn't." He replied looking like he didn't believe me. Why do people believe me when I lie but when I tell the truth they think I'm lying! It's crazy! Only my brothers know how to read me and it's annoying as hell, too.
"What did you need to talk to us about?" Butch asked trying to hide his laugh.
"My girls are the only thing I have in my life. I never got married, I never had any other children, I don't even have a pet. If I lost them, I would be devastated." Professor sighed in that particular old-mad 'been-there, done-that' way.
"Ummm... Sir? Little words, please?" Boomer asked looking confused.
"He'd be sad if anything happened to the Puffs, moron." I explained to him and Boomer nodded. Professor shook his head.
"All of you know, you aren't nearly good enough for my girls, right?" He asked.
"Of course we aren't." Butch snorted. "Who is?"
"They deserve the best and that's what I want for them. I don't want them to get hurt."
"I think they're in the wrong line of business then." My stupid sarcastic self remark. I shut my eyes mentally slapping myself. I might as well be myself with him. I'm not fake.
"Professor, I get where you are coming from. You're still their father and think they can't take care of themselves but they're stronger than you think." I told him manning up. He's already sent Blossom off to an All-Girl's School. "Bubbles is terrifying, Buttercup is bad-ass, and Blossom has already kicked my ass. You can be sure if Butch or Boomer hurt Buttercup or Bubbles, I'll be the first to kick their ass and I know they'd return the favor if I were to hurt Blossom. I don't think they'd have to though because Blossom would have my balls shipped to Madagascar before either of them could try to beat the shit out of me."
"That may be true but-" He tried to retort but I cut him off.
"But nothing. Thanks for taking care of me and my brothers. That was really cool of you since I know you hate my guts because you believe a lie." I smiled.
"But all three of my daughters have been physically hurt because of the three of you." He finished his previous statement.
"No, actually Brat, Brute, and Berserk Plutonium hurt them." Butch argued. Way to let the balls drop, brother.
"Bubbles has a scar running down her entire left side." The professor reminded him.
"Brat did that. I nearly killed her for it as well. Bubbles doesn't care. She likes it, even. It's a battle scar." Boomer defended himself.
"And she's going to like it showing at Prom and at her wedding?" The professor's right eyebrow shot up questioningly and Boomer looked down knowing she wasn't.
"It doesn't matter." Boomer whispered not giving in. "I love everything about her."
"I don't want you three dating my daughters especially you, Brock." Professor told us with authority. Hmmmm... looks like I'll be defying him anyway, let's see his worst.
"Oooo. I'm so scared. One, the name is Brick and two, you don't tell me or my brothers what to do." I growled with a mischievous smirk on my lips.
"Brick. Calm down. Be rational." Butch told me.
"Oh what is rational but a word used to describe people that don't believe in fighting for what they believe in!" I reminded him a sinister smirk growing on my face.
"Most fathers threaten with a shot gun. I've got a squirt gun. It's loaded with antidote X." The Professor shrugged. My brother's eyes bugged out. Oh, how that cherish their powers.
"And? Now having powers isn't going to stop me from seeing Blossom." I shrugged back. "You can kill me dead right now and I'd still find a way to be with her. There's no stopping me. You're not going to find anyone more capable of protecting your daughters than us. Do you think some human can even keep up with them? I think not. No disrespect but we were made for them."
The Professor didn't respond. He just looked up at the ceiling thoughtfully. Then he looked at me like he was studying me. I cocked an eyebrow at him. He smiled an almost proud smile.
"Brick. You've really proven yourself. When I tried imagining the perfect person for Blossom I knew they'd have to be strong-willed and ready to fight. They'd have to be willing to put her in her place because we all know how she is. But they'd also have to be caring enough to understand what's its been like for her. She practically raised Bubbles an Buttercup while she was still growing up herself. He'd have to be quick witted so she wouldn't get bored and be willing to push people to their limits. I think you represent those qualities quite well." He told me. My jaw dropped stunned. Who knew trying to get someone to bust a vien could make them want you to date their daughter?
"So, you're not going to make her go to an All-Girls school?" I smiled hopefully.
"No. She's still going. I still believe that you two had sex and that, will not go unpunished. Don't worry, Blossom will disobey me and re-enroll herself at the local highschool within a week. Then I'll yell at her and tell her to never see you again and that'll make her want you more. She'll sneak out at night and you two will have semi-innocent fun behind my back that I will never know about. You're welcome." He smiled that same old wise man smile.
"Thanks." I smiled happily. WOOT WOOT! I'm in the clear! "You're alright, Utonium."
"What about us?" Butch asked.
"Boomer's okay but you're too spineless Buttercup." He shrugged and walked out of the room.
"The one adult I try to show a little respect and he thinks I'm too spineless for Buttercup!" Butch yelled frustrated. "Does he like being disrespected?"
"Looks like it to me." I laughed. "Let's go find the girls." Butch sighed and followed my lead with Boomer right behind him. We found them at the mall. There were lights all around it and a big tree that was decorated. You'd think something big was coming up?
It took us nearly an hour to find them since we had to reject girls every time we turned a corner. We ended up finding them in Spencer's... not even going to ask why they're there. They were looking at something that my virgin brain doesn't even want to think about. (Yes, while my brothers were getting laid, I was the whoosy I am and was saving myself for marriage just like I still am. Don't judge me. I just have morals!)
"Hello, beautiful." I wrapped my arms around Blossom. She blushed like a mad woman.
"Ooo! Candy thong! Yummy!" Boomer teased the tomato red Bubbles.
"Are you looking for anything specific?" I asked Blossom in a low, husky voice. She looked down at her feet blushing like a mad woman.
"Nope! We were just leaving." She said in a rush. I smirked but held her hand as she nearly ran out of there.
"It's a gag store. There's no need to be so embarrassed." I laughed kissing her cheek to reassure her I didn't think anything of it.
"Of course Virgin Boy only knows the public description of the store!" Butch barked a laugh.
"Laugh it up! I bet earlier today you were regretting sleeping with them." I stuck my tongue out ever so maturely. Boomer and Butch shut up then making me smirk. That's when I saw a fat guy dressed in red. Why are a bunch of little kids sitting on his lap? Pedophilia much?
"Are parents seriously paying for their kids to sit on some fat guys lap?" Butch asked disgusted.
"Duh! It's Santa Clause!" Bubbles rolled her eyes. Who?
"Who?" Boomer asked for me.
"You know. The big guy that delivers presents to all the good little boys and girls?" Buttercup questioned like we were dim. What are they talking about? Blossom looked at me strangely.
"Do you know what Christmas is?" She asked me. I searched my mental dictionary.
"The annual festival of the Christian church commemorating the birth of Jesus: celebrated on December 25 and now generally observed as a legal holiday and an occasion for exchanging gifts." I spouted off. So? "Or as Mojo put it: One disgusting day a year everyone exchanges over-priced gifts for ungrateful kids and family." That doesn't sound like anything I want to know.
"That's not what it's about!" Bubbles yelled appalled. She smiled at her sisters and they jumped on park bench near by.
"Chestnuts roasting on an open fire,
Jack Frost nipping on your nose,
Yuletide carols being sung by a choir,
And folks dressed up like Eskimos.
Everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe,
Help to make the season bright.
Tiny tots with their eyes all aglow,
Will find it hard to sleep tonight.
They know that Santa's on his way;
He's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh.
And every mother's child is going to spy,
To see if reindeer really know how to fly.
And so I'm offering this simple phrase,
To kids from one to ninety-two,
Although its been said many times, many ways,
A very Merry Christmas to you "
They sang in perfect harmony.
"You've really never had a Christmas before?" Blossom asked looking surprised. I shook my head. "Well then looks like we have a lot of work ahead of us, girls."
"Oh don't go to any trouble just for us!" I smiled weakly. Oh no. This is going to suck!
"First thing's first! You have to go tell Santa what you want!" Bubbles squealed and they started pushing us towards the line.
"NO! NO! NO! NO!" My brothers and I shouted.
"Come on, Brick. If you care about me at all, you'll let me have my fun." Blossom pouted. I groaned but nodded.
"Okay but I'm not sitting on the Pedo's lap." I compromised.
"Fine!" She sighed knowing she was lucky I gave up that easily. I smiled an too soon I was at the front of the line.
"Ho ho ho! Young man! What's your name?" The fat ass asked. I rolled my eyes.
"Brick." I answered callously.
"What do you want for Christmas?" He asked still trying to look jolly.
"For my girlfriend to stop torturing me!" I sent Blossom a playful glare. "Blossom! This is a waste of time!" I groaned.
"You are going to have a fun Christmas even if it kills you." She told me with that 'no-arguing' voice.
"Good luck." The actor told me in a low voice.
"Yeah. I'll need it." I groaned and walked off. Blossom gave me a kiss on the lips before turning to watch the hilarious scene in front of us. Dude! How did Bubbles talk him into that?
A/N: So what did ya think? What did our evil little pixie Bubbles do? What did ya think of Brick's POV? Oh and the professor? What's up with that? Leave the reviews telling me what you think! Oh and just a heads up, I'm not going to be updating between Dec. 23 and Dec 27 because one it's Christmas time and two my family is going to be in town and three on the 23 I'm going to a Garth Brooks concert, WOOT WOOT! But you'll be getting your daily update until then and after then! Okay, take care my lovely readers!