A/N: Okay here you go! In Blossom's POV! Aren't you excited! Oh you lucky people! You get to meet Patrick!
(Blossom's POV)
Why did I have to push him? If I hadn't fricken pushed him we wouldn't be in this mess! He wouldn't be hooked up to ten thousand IVs and we wouldn't be worried sick. We just got here a few minutes ago and they are still out cold. The Professor is making Bubbles chill in cold water so the burn might not scar nearly as much so here Boomer, Buttercup, and I are waiting for our counterparts. Buttercup refuses to look at me and Boomer is too busy wallowing in his own guilt about Bubbles's burn to try and reassure me that everything was going to be okay. Wow. This is .how it feels to be alone. Completely alone. I've always had someone, someone to remind me it isn't as bad as I think it is. Now I have no one.
BEE-BEE-BEE-BEEP! BEE-BEE-BEE-BEEEEEP! Brick's heart monitor soared.
"Professor!" I screamed terrified. Brick shot up tearing his IVs screaming holding his head. I tried holding him down put he was trashing too hard.
"Boomer! I need your help!" I screamed and he was instantly helping me hold down his brother.
"I see his first dose of morphine as worn off." The Professor let out a sad, humorless chuckle. "His body is still healing itself. I'll refill their drips before Butch wakes up." Buttercup flew past him trying to get the drip-bags faster.
"It hurts! Make it stop! It's killing me!" Brick screamed out in pain. Dad fixed the IVs, stitching up the small tears he had made. Buttercup was back in a nanosecond. She threw Brick's bag at me and hooked up Butch's new bag. I gave Dad the bag and he replaced it and gave Brick a different sedative. His body instantly became still and it looked like he was in coma but I knew Dad would only induce a coma if it was absolutely necessary.
"It's a waiting game, Blossom. Get some rest. He's going to be out for awhile." He told me and left the room without anything further. Gosh! He's a great father isn't he?
"Do you think they're going to be okay?" I asked Boomer.
"I hope so." He sighed. Tears started to swell in my eyes. I shouldn't care for Brick. I shouldn't want him to be okay. "All I know if by some black magic he isn't okay, he'd want you to know he cares about you more than he's willing to admit to even himself."
Brick looks so innocent. He's been out for nearly a day now. I've barely took my eyes off him once. He had another episode a few hours ago. He's really tearing himself up. Dad said he's healing faster than Butch and they're both healing faster than my sisters and I heal when we get hurt. I still can't help but worry. Brick's heart is still unsteady; that doesn't help ease my worry.
Blossom, you shouldn't worry about him! But you do! My inner voice taunted me. If I could glare at it I would. Oooo, you're so scary! Gosh , darn it! I can't even beat myself!
Brick started to fidgit and rolled over as far as the IVs would let him. His cute little face scrunched up and he looked like he was fighting something.
"I think he's waking up." I announce quietly not to hurt his most likely sensitive ears. Boomer's eyes lit up with relief. That's when my green sister started to jump for joy and squeal in delight.
"Butch is up!" She squealed looking all too exciting. Butch visibly flinched from the noise. I had to hide a smug smile.
"What happened?" Butch asked disoriented.
"Blossom pushed Brick into you." Buttercup him sending me a glare. Oh grow up! He's fine now! Get over it!
"I love you." Butch whispered so quietly I wasn't sure if I heard him right. Awe! That's so sweet! That's when Brick let out a low groan. He opened his eyes slowly and instantly shut them again. I dimmed the light trying to let his eyes adjust.
"Oh! Thank God!" I couldn't control my voice I was so relieved. I hugged him softly. I pulled back in time to see a flash of adoration in his eyes before they became confused. Was he wanting someone else? Was he expecting someone else?
"Ugh! Where am I?" He asked hoarsely.
"You're at my house. The Professor treated your concussion." I explained in a soft voice. It was so weird. He looked like he was having a mental struggle. He finally gave up and smiled at me weakly.
"Why did you bring me here? I would of been fine." He told me softly. Oh silly boy. He doesn't know the half of it!
"You have a fractured skull." I told him trying to hide how amused I was with how macho he was trying to act. He looked to the side and a blush crawled onto his cheeks. He looked distracted though.
"Did he put me on morphine?" Brick asked looking annoyed. Before I could answer Boomer was on the floor laughing.
"He kind of had to!" Boomer's voice boomed causing Brick to flinch. "You woke up and started screaming like a girl!" Oh he had reason to! His ribs were reattaching themselves! I'd say that's a reason to be in pain!
"Excuse me, what's wrong with being a girl?" Bubbles asked giving him 'The Look'. Oh! Bubbles has mastered 'The Look'. It's nearly deadly to men. I feel bad for him.
"Nothing, darling." Boomer gave her an impish smile. Bubbles was putty in his hands. She melted causing me to roll my eyes. Out of me and my sisters who do you think is going to be the first to put out... poor baby Boomer fucking hurts her,I'll tear off his cohonas and mail them to Madagascar!
"Hey, Brick. Thanks a lot." Butch told Brick sarcastically. It wasn't his fault. Poor Brick.
"You're welcome." He smiled starting to regain his strength. "Can I take this thing out?" He asked me trying to merely glare the IVs out of his arm.
"I'm not sure. Let me get the Professor." I mumbled and flew off trying to find Dad. This isn't going to be good. Let's hope that they were raised with the good sense not to back talk him.
"Hey Dad, Butch and Brick are up and want their IVs out." I told him finding him working on something. It looked like antidote X. Oh no. "What are you planning?" I asked giving him a suspicious look.
"Nothing, baby-doll." He reassured me but I could see through his facade.
"Professor, you hurt them, remember I have my resources. I didn't spend an entire year working for the CIA not to get any connections." I warned him. He smiled and walked into the infirmery he had built years ago for us. Well, we could hardly go to a hospital!
Dad would diligently removing both the boys IVs without a word. Brick looked suspicious and sat up looking ready to defend himself.
"Girls, can I have a moment alone with your boyfriends?" Dad asked looking at me knowing I was going to be stubborn about leaving them alone.
"Sure Daddy." Bubbles and Buttercup tinkled and flew out. I'm not so sure. I bit my lips looking between my dad and the Ruffs.
What's the worst a human could do to superheroes? Um! He could shoot them with antidote X! True but I've already warned him that I'd be cashing in a few favors people owned me if I needed to. Do you think he cares if you can have him murdered without anyone tracing it back to you? Most humans care. Since when is he most humans? He created you for Pete's sake! I guess that's true. I have to trust him though. He is my dad, after all. I shot Brick an unsure look and then looked up at the Professor.
"He's not my boyfriend." I mumbled and followed Bubbles and Buttercup. They were half-way to the mall by the time I caught up with them.
"Christmas is in a few days." Bubbles reminded me.
"Dayum. This soon. It feels like just yesterday we were starting school." I shook my head as we landed at the overly crowded mall. All the lights were streamed and I knew when it got dark it would be beautiful. I saw several people from school including someone I knew Buttercup didn't want to see. Mitch. She was supposed to be going on a date with him today but they made that plan almost a week before the boys showed up. This is going to be good.
"Hey Buttercup. Picking something up for our date tonight?" Mitch winked.
"Um. Actually I'm picking something up for my boyfriend." Buttercup smiled weakly. Mitch's face dropped.
"Oh. Well. That changes things." He mumbled and walked away. Bubbles and I fell over laughing. That is so awkwardly funny. Everyone in town has wanted Mitch and Buttercup to get together forever but I don't see that one happeningnow that Butch is back in town. Butch is more equipped to handle Buttercup. Buttercup would probably kill Mitch if she ever got mad at him.
"It's not funny!" Buttercup laughed trying to look like she felt bad for him.
"Oh I wonder what Butch would think of you going on a date with Mitch!" I chortled. "I can see it now."
"Oh Butchy! I'm sorry I forgot to tell you when you were pronouncing you never ending love for me that I have a date tonight." Bubbles pretended to be Buttercup.
"Who he? Butch. Kill. Bastard." I pretended to be Butch.
"Oh it's just Mitch Mitchelson!" Bubbles restrained a laugh. "Oh Please don't kill him! I've been in love with him since he threw mud at me in Kindergarten!"
"Butch. Kill. Muddy. Bastard!" I fell over laughing causing a scene. Bubbles was doubled over too. Buttercup was glaring a hole through both of us.
"One, I do not sound like that! Two, Butch can speak full sentences thank you! And three, I do not like Mitch!" Buttercup yelled stomping her foot like a toddler making us laugh harder.
"Sure, sure." I laughed sitting up.
"Whatever you say Buttercup Mitchelson." Bubbles giggled.
"No, she's Buttercup Jojo!" I yelled in my Butch voice.
"Mitchelson!" Bubbles said in a perfect impersonation of Mitch.
"Jojo!" I laughed.
"Mitchelson!"
"Jojo!"
"I say Mitchelson!"
"I say Butch could eat Mitchelson for breakfast so, Jojo!" I started actually arguing.
"Awe but Mitch is so sweet and Butch is a caveman!" Bubbles argued back.
"How about I decide!" Buttercup yelled stopping our argument.
"Okay." Bubbled and I propped our hands under our chins waiting for her answer as was the rest of the mall.
"Is there any competition?" She asked and started to walk away. We followed her still waiting her answer.
"I am the future Buttercup Kutcher." She smirked.
"OH no! Ashton is mine!" Bubbles squealed.
"Nope, he's mine!" Buttercup narrowed her eyes.
"Mine!" Bubbles growled.
"Mine."
"Mine!"
"MINE!"
"Isn't he married?" I yelled making them be quiet.
"Oh yeah. Ummm.. I'll be Bubbles Lautner then." Bubbles smiled contently.
"Ew. You're sick. I'll be Buttercup Pattinson." Buttercup stuck her tongue out at her. "What about you, Blossy?"
"Go ahead. Go for unattainable guys. I'm fine being Blossom Jojo." I smiled. Too bad Brick is so fickle about if he likes me or if he hates me. Ugh. Guys are so confusing.
"Wow, way to make me feel like a gold-digger." Buttercup laughed.
"Ooooh! Let's go in here!" Bubbles squealed and pulled us into Spencers. Great. I hope no one sees me in here. Buttercup then dragged us over to a bunch of gag condoms.
"What are you doing?" I asked looking around not wanting to be seen in here. She tore open a gag condom package and started blowing it up. As it got bigger you could see it say 'Suck it' on the sides. Bubbles was looking at a candy thong and I covered my face.
"Oh lighten up!" Buttercup laughed letting go of her makeshift balloon.
"If someone sees me in here I'm going to strangle you." I growled in a low voice before two strong arms wrapped around me.
"Hello, Beautiful." Brick's velvet voice filled my ears. I felt myself go tomato red.
"Ooo! Candy thong! Yummy!" Boomer teased the strawberry red Bubbles.
"Are you looking for anything specific?" Brick asked me in a low, husky, suggestive voice. My blush deepened.
"Nope! We were just leaving." I squeaked in a blur and started pulling Brick out of there. He laughed but I've never felt more embarrassed.
"It's a gag store. There's no need to be so embarrassed." He reassured me with a kiss to my cheek. I still stared at the floor not being able to look him in the eyes. If he honestly thinks nothing of it, I question if he really is a guy.
"Of course Virgin Boy only knows the public description of the store!" Butch laughed. He's a virgin? That explains so much. I couldn't help but smile. Good, I didn't want leftovers. (I don't know what you're thinking but when I wrote this three little letters popped into my head. Might be S, T and D but I'm not sure ;) )
"Laugh it up! I bet earlier today you were regretting sleeping with them." He stuck his tongue out ever so maturely. Boomer and Butch shut up then making him smirk. Oh boy! Of course they can always find something to beat each other with. Bricks eyes seemed to wonder and then he started staring confused at the Mall Santa. What's a big deal with that?
"Are parents seriously paying for their kids to sit on some fat guys lap?" Butch asked disgusted. What?
"Duh! It's Santa Clause!" Bubbles rolled her eyes.
"Who?" Boomer asked. How do they not know who Santa Clause is?
"You know. The big guy that delivers presents to all the good little boys and girls?" Buttercup questioned. They seriously have no idea who Santa Clause is? Don't they celebrate Christmas? I stared at Brick strangely.
"Do you know what Christmas is?" I asked him. He had a scanning look on his face before it was like he found it.
"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." He spouted off. Isn't that the definition off Dictionary (dot) com? "Or as Mojo put it: One disgusting day a year everyone exchanges over-priced gifts for ungrateful kids and family." Mojo taught them to hate Christmas! Oh my God! That's so sad!
They've never had a Christmas tree. They've never had stockings or gingerbread men. They've never sat on Santa's lap and told him all the things they want to Christmas. They've never sang Christmas carols or recieved a single Christmas gift! That's like being robbed of a childhood!
"That's not what it's about!" Bubbles yelled appalled. I nodded in agreement. We all jumped up on the bench near up and started singing our favorite Christmas carol.
"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 "
"You've really never had a Christmas before?" I asked looking surprised. He shook his head. I turned to look at my sisters with a sinister smirk. "Well then looks like we have a lot of work ahead of us, girls."
"Oh don't go to any trouble just for us!" Brick smiled weakly. Oh no! He's not getting out of it that easily.
"First thing's first! You have to go tell Santa what you want!" Bubbles squealed and we started pushing them towards the line of five-year-olds.
"NO! NO! NO! NO!" They shouted pleadingly. Nope. This is our fun too.
"Come on, Brick. If you care about me at all, you'll let me have my fun." I pouted. He groaned and gave me a pleading, puppy dog look before nodded. Good boy.
"Okay but I'm not sitting on the Pedo's lap." He compromised. I sighed. Awe! That's have the fun.
"Fine!" I finally admitted knowing he wouldn't give me anything more. It didn't take long before we were at the front. I gave Brick a small push of the stairs. I noticed under the beard and heavy clothes and fat-suit was the Mayor's grandson, Patrick. I smiled gave him a small wave while he smiled back.
"Ho ho ho! Young man! What's your name?" Patrick asked doing his job causing me to laugh.
"Brick." He answered callously. Awe! Don't be such a sour puss!
"What do you want for Christmas?" Patrick asked trying not to loose his job by cussing Brick out. I walked around the display to where the children come out.
"For my girlfriend to stop torturing me!" Brick sent me a playful glare. I smiled amused. "Blossom! This is a waste of time!" He groaned.
"You are going to have a fun Christmas even if it kills you." I told him in a voice telling him to stop arguing. He pouted.
"Good luck." Patrick whispered giving me a sheepish smile. I stuck my tongue out at him. Stupid brother of a best friend. Yup! We've really close friends. He's a few years older but ever since the mayor introduced us he's became part of the family!
"Yeah. I'll need it." Brick groaned and walked down to me. I kissed his pouty lip and turned to see the most hilarious sight in the world. Appearently I'm not the only one that recognized our 20 year old friend. Bubbles had talked Boomer into wearing one of Victoria's Secret's Mrs-Claus lingerie and is sitting on a very frighten Patrick. I couldn't conceal my laughter at Boomers little act.
"All I want for Christmas is you, big boy." Boomer told him in a gay-sounding voice. Patrick looked like he was about to freak out then he caught sight of Bubbles.
"You evil little pixie!" Patrick shot up knocking the half-naked Boomer off his lap.
"Awe but you know you love me!" Bubbles giggled and hugged him tightly.
"Do you know that guy?" Brick asked hiccuping from laughing so hard.
"Yep, that's your brother's new boyfriend." I giggled. "Bubbles! Stop hogging all the hugs!"
"No! He's mine!" Bubbles laughed. "Get your own!"
"Excuse me but I do believe he is mine!" Buttercup laughed joining in on the group hug.
"Whatever, he is mine and I will fight you for him." I growled playfully.
"Awe girls! There's enough me to go around!" Patrick laughed. We all laughed. I looked over to the side to see Brick resembling the green-eyed monster. Oops.
A/N: So what did ya think! Okay so the Next Two Chapters will be around Christmas (Sorry if you don't celebrate it! I do so that's how it'll be) But there won't be any alternative chapters because I want to make up for them never having one so they have a lot of shit to do for two days!