(Buttercup POV)

I pulled away from Patricks friendly embrace to be met by Butch giving him a deadly glare. What is his problem?

"Butch?" I questioned confused. He just shook his head, looked up, and as fast a lightening a green streak broke through the dome roof.

"What's his problem?" I asked annoyed. He just leaves me. That's great. I am such an idiot for fucking trusting a fucking Ruff.

"It's a dude thing." Patrick shook his head making both me and my sisters give him that 'what-the-hell-are-you-saying' look. "They don't realize we're just best friends. How would you like it if they were all hugging on some hott chick arguing who's whose?"

"But you're not hott!" Bubbles exclaimed. Of course she doesn't think so. I don't know. I think he is! I mean I wouldn't fuck him or anything because I'm classier than that but if I was a skank, I'd do him every night and every day. Unless he's bad in bed. That would suck. I mean sort of looked like Ashton Kutcher but he has violet eyes. You'd think they'd be really unattractive but on him that just work.

"It doesn't matter. I'm still another dude." Patrick shrugged. "It's okay. Call me later and we'll hang out or something. Just, for now, go explain to them so they don't get royally pissed at me. Having three super-human guys wanting to kill me is not exactly reassuring."

"Wimp." I laughed and took the same exit hole as Butch looking around to find him. If I were a jealous teenage super-human guy where would I be? Mhhh. Boomer's probably somewhere sappy and Brick is probably somewhere very well hidden but where could Butch be? Come on Buttercup! He's your counterpart. Where would you go? Somewhere I could hurt someone without my sisters interfering. The next town? This town? No, he wouldn't do that to me. OH! That's it!

I flew off to my favorite place in town. A place full of blood, sweat, and guys. A place where fighting in about techinque not just getting the job done. A place where I am worshiped. The boxing room of the downtown gym.

Why is he so jealous of Patrick? I mean it's not like I started making out with him. I joined in a group hug with my sisters and him. It's been forever since I've seen Patrick. He's always working. I finally get to see him and I have to leave because my stupid, jealous boyfriend just had to throw a fit.

Sure enough Butch was geared up punching away at the punching bag. I smiled slightly as everyone was about to announce my arrival with a cheer. I gave the boys (they kicked me out of the female boxing room for some odd reason) the shhhh sign pointed to Butch with a wink. I zipped in and out of the changing room. I was in my Sofie's and tank top I use to box in and had on my fingerless gloves. I don't use boxing gloves unless I'm fighting so I don't hurt anyone nearly as much. I walked up behind Butch with a smirk.

"I believe that is my bag." I said throwing my voice slightly to sound like a guy. Don't ask why my sisters and I can throw our voices to sound like guys, we've just had that competition for years. Butch just started punching harder and quicker.

"I said back the fuck off." I smirked still throwing my voice.

"Why don't you fucking make me, you gay ass bastard?" Butch growled and kept punching. I grabbed his fist tightly and turned him around to me.

"Butch, why did you leave?" I asked finally returning my voice to normal.

"Why should I stick around to watch you feel up some guy?" He asked slamming his fist against the bag.

"Oh does that make you feel strong to hit a punching bag? I can do that too." I said in a baby voice and pushed the bag off the chain and through the wall. "Patrick is my best friend. Nothing more. Nothing less."

"Maybe girls can have guyfriends and it not get sexual but I can assure you he thinks about getting down your pants." Butch growled still looking like he wanted to hit someone or something.

"That is so sexist." I laughed. "For one, he's four years older than me and he's not a pedophile. Two, he's going to propose to his girlfriend here in a few days. Three, if your dumbass logic is true, that means both of your brothers want to get down my pants. Now I can tell you by looking at them both, they're too absorbed in my sisters to even think of me like that." I rolled my eyes. "Want more proof? I'm friends with all of the guys in this room. Ask them if they think of me like that?"

"I get your point." He mumbled.

"No, ask them." I growled. He's going to prove it to himself.

"I don't need to. I see your point." He sighed.

"By A show of hands, who considers me a good friend?" I yelled. Everyone stopped and raised their hands. "Okay, now by a show of hands, who had ever considered fucking me?" One or two not very close friends raised their hands. I rolled my eyes. "Back to what you were doing."

"See." I gave him a pointed look.

"I see." Butch sighed not liking losing.

"Butch. I love you. You're the only guy I love and will ever love. You don't need to worry." I assured him.

"It's a guy thing." He chuckled.

"Go change out. I'm sure my sisters had an easier time." I giggled. "We'll continue torturing you then."

"Awe." He pouted and kissed me on the forehead before dashing to change. I looked over at the bag still embedded into the concrete wall.

"Um. Someone might want to take care of that." I announced and dashed to the women's changing room to get into my fresh clothes. I always keep a pair here. I walked out waving to the guys as we left. Butch still had a possessive arm around my shoulder making me roll my eyes.

"Gosh! Took you long enough!" Bubbles giggled. I sent her a playful glare. Blossom and Brick touched down next to them hand in hand. "Now can we go back to the mall? We haven't finished our Christmas shopping yet!" She whined. We all laughed at our silly little bubbles and shot of towards the mall.

(Butch's POV)

We arrived at the mall not too long ago but a minute at the mall to the Puffs is like an hour in guy time. This isn't going to be fun.

"Now, you boys run off to the food court or arcade or somewhere while me shop." Blossom told us being the bossy bitch she is. Both my brothers groaned in utter torture while I just rolled my eyes. If it wouldn't upset Buttercup, I'd leave right now. This is what actually caring for a girl gets you, Butchy. Hours upon hours at the fucking mall.

"Would you rather sit in the husband's chair?" Bubbles challenged in her oddly frightening way.

"Nope." I forced a smile and popped the 'p'. I grabbed my brothers by the collar and started dragging them away from the frilly stores.

"We should probably buy them presents." Brick told us once we were out of hearing distance.

"With what money!" I scoffed.

"Not all of us spend our money." He smirked and Boomer smiled smuggly. I glared at them.

"Fine go buy your girlfriends over-priced shit." I grunted not very happy with myself.

"That attitude, my dear foolish brother, is why I got laid before either of you." Boomer laughed and started walking off. I looked around and finally decided on the food court. I guess I'll just try all the free samples. Wow, why do I feel like a hobo? Because I ain't gots no money! Insert sarcastic pout here. (Don't think it's possible? You've never met me.)

This mall is such a rip off. Only the chinese places had free samples and there's only two of them. Fuck my life. What else am I supposed to do for three hours? Come on put on your thinking hat Butch. That's when I saw it.

"Think you can hit like they do on the streets? Think you're a professional? Fight for the right to drive this Saleen S7 Twin Turbo home!" The signed ahead of me read. There was a boxing ring in the center of it. Buttercup got her license a few months ago didn't she? The Professor probably didn't buy her a car to save money seeing as they could fly. Every teenager wants a car, useless or not. I walked up to the ring to see two really big burly guys fighting. The smaller one was knocked out and the bigger was declared the winner.

"And the Crusher wins again. Who here dares to challenge the 350 pound, 7 foot 2 inch, beast!" The announcer asked in a booming voice. I could take this guy easily. Hell, I could break every one of his bone in a single hit. Bring it.

"I'll take a go." I shouted and floated into the ring. The guy didn't look intimidated like I had hoped. Oh well. I guess I'll have to do this the Green way.

"Are you sure about this kid?" The announcer asked quietly.

"Trust me. Hell! I'll take bets. I bet I can pin him in two moves tops! Anyone want to bet against me!" I shouted. This should be interesting.

"What's your name?" The announcer asked collecting the money from the stands of people not believing me.

"Butch Jojo." I smirked

"You mean Him's son?" Crusher asked gulping.

"One of three." I laughed. "That shouldn't scare you. What should scare you is the fact that I'm Buttercup Utonium's boyfriend."

"Awe. Buttercup. She's a sweetheart." The Crusher taunted.

"How delusional you are."

"Okay in this corner we have Crush weighing 350 pounds." Applause erupted. "And in this corner we have..."

"The winner." I cut him off giving Crush a smirk.

"Sure. I want a good clean fight. When the bells goes off, come out fighting." The bell rang faster and the Crusher came at me. He went to punch my face and I caught it flipping him over. I sent four small energy fields to tie down his legs and arms and put my foot down. People gasped.

"I do not believe it! The reining champ has been defeated!" The annoued yelled like a mad man.

"I'll be taking the money and the car unless, someone here thinks that have the ability to avoid energy fields, lasers, super speed and strength, and a multitude of other supernatural powers?" I asked the crowd. No one dared to speak. Not a sound was heard. I smirked and held out my hand for the money and keys. They were both dropped into my hand without a word.

"We can deliver your car to you by Christmas morning." He told me.

"Thanks." I smiled feeling accomplished.

"What name should I put it under?" He asked.

"Buttercup Utonium." I told him filling out the paperwork at lightening speed and handed them off to. I handed him a good thousand or so dollars from my over flowing wad. "Get it painted neon green with black flames and give yourself a nice tip."

"Yes sir!" I walked away trying to fit all the money into my wallet unsuccessfully. Looks like everyone thought they'd be getting their money back! I've got a good 3 thousand dollars in cash here. I stuffed as much as I could into my pockets until I could find an ATM but there were still 5 hundred dollar bills that just would not fit. I looked around and saw a man(an oddly familiar man) looking desperately at a ring in the window of a jewelers.

"Is there a problem?" I asked him uncharacistically sympathetic.

"Um. No." He mumbled.

"You want to propose to your girlfriend don't you?" I asked knowingly. Just because Boomer is the sympathetic one doesn't mean I don't have my moments.

"How did you know?" He asked. Where do I know him from?

"I've got a girlfriend myself that I adore. So either you are really gay and want a diamond the size of my pinky finger or you really want to impress your soon to be fiance." I laughed.

"I just want everything to be perfect." He frowned. "I wanted to propose on Christmas because it was the day we met but I'm a thousand dollars short of perfect."

I pulled out a chunk of one of the wads I had shoved in my pocket. I handed it to him.

"I can't take your money. " He refused. "I'm sure Buttercup could put good use to it." I ignored the fact that he knew Buttercup, who in this town doesn't know the Puffs and there business.

"I insist. I have plenty more. You want to earn it?" I asked amused. He nodded confused. "Tell me where I know you from and it's yours."

"I'm Patrick." He laughed. Buttercup's best friend. He must really love his girlfriend. I have to do it. I handed him the money with a smile.

"I'm pretty sure Buttercup would kick my ass if I didn't give it to you." I laughed.

"Thanks man. I owe you one." He smiled and ran into the store looking more excited that I do when I get to play a new game (don't judge me. I have ADHD).

"No you don't." I laughed and started walking back to the food court. Now I can gets me some real eats.

(Brick's POV)

We split up Boomer and I looking for our girl's something nice and Butch trying to find something to do. I looked around trying to see something that looked Blossomy. There was a book store but I'm sure she's cleared them out by now. Then there were a bunch of clothing stores. I don't even know what size she is.

"Sir?" A child's voice asked from at my feet. There was a dark brown haired, violet eyed little girl. She's maybe 6 years old at the most.

"Well hello there." I smiled squatting down to her level.

"You look lost." She told me nodded her head agreeing with herself. I chuckled.

"I am a little." I told her. "Shouldn't you be with your parents?"

"I'm here with my uncle." She stuck her tongue out. Oh Buttercup would love her. "My cousin is one of Santa Clause's helpers and my uncle is trying to get people to sign up for the army. I kind of ran off. I don't know my way back either but now I can help you." She smiled.

"How about I help you find your uncle and you help me find someone a present. My name is Brick." I told her picking her up.

"I'm Bayley." She told me. "Who are you getting a present?"

"My girlfriend." I smiled just thinking of Blossom.

"Ooooo what's her name?" Bayley asked looking genuinely interested.

"Blossom."

"Oooh! You mean the Powerpuff girl!" She squealed. "Why didn't Blossy tell me she had a boyfriend? Oh when I find her..."

"How do you know Blossom?" I chuckled.

"Eeeeeeveryyyyone knows Blossy and, and, and she is my big cousin's bestest friend!"

"Patrick?" I asked almost knowing for a fact.

"Yeps! Now what would Blossy like?" She put her index finger to her chin and looked around.

"Droolerweee?" She asked messing up the word completely.

"I think that would mess up her crime fighting." I frowned.

"Darn." She snapped her fingers and looked so calculating. There was a loud bang coming from near the food court and I heard Butch yelled something. Oh what did he do this time? "Oh! I know!" She bounced. "'Gifts may be shiney, they may be worth money, but the best part, is that it's from the heart.'" She recited. "Blossy taught me that!"

"What gift from the heart should I give her?" I asked still confused out of my mind.

"I have a few questions for you." She looked me in the eyes with a Gibbs/Chuck Norris worthy stare. "Do you love Blossy?"

"Yes." I laughed. No I haven't exactly told her yet but I do love her with my entire heart and soul.

"Have you told her that yet?"

"Nooooo."

"Then give her your heart silly! The best gift you could give her is to hear you say those 3 wittle words!"

"I don't know. What if she doesn't love me?" I asked her seriously curious.

"She does. Don't don't worry." She assured me. "My uncle is going to be worried." She sighed.

"Okay, I'll help you find him. Do you know what stores he was close to?" I asked. She bit her lip and looked so much like Blossom when she's trying to think really hard. How much time does this little girl spend with her?

"Oh! He's by the one that's an animal!" She squealed.

"American Eagle?" I asked confused.

"Yeah! That one!" She smiled proud of herself for remembering. I picked her up and put her on my back.

"Here. Close your eyes. This might be a bit super fun for you." I told her and her grip around my neck got tighter. I floated above the crowds and shot across the giant mall passing Blossom in Hibbits. Oh what is she doing! As I got closer to American Eagle I could see a camouflage stand in the center with a man in uniform handing people little pamphlets. Army Strong. Of course.

"Uncle Teddy!" Bayley squealed jumping off my back. 'Uncle Teddy' gave me a strang look.

"This is Brick Jojo! He found me and I helped him find Blossy a present which is just that he looooooooves her!" She squealed in one breath. It took my super hearing and advanced mind to keep up with her gibberish. I smiled and stuck my hand out to the man.

"It's nice to meet you..." I trailed off searching for an appropriate name.

"Theodore." He smiled. "Thanks for finding Bayley for me. I thought Patrick took her." He chuckled.

"It's no problem. She's really smart. Looks like she's been spending too much time with Blossom." I laughed.

"Not as much as you!" She sang. "Brick and Blossy sitting in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-M-P!"

"You aren't Him's and that monkey's son, are you?" Theodore asked me curiously.

"More like their creation, but yes. Why do you ask?"

"Your brother won the wrestling match, a brand new sports car, and something like 5000 dollars cash." He told me.

"So that's what he was yelling about. I'll make him donate the money to some cause later. He has a gambling issue." I told him.

"We could use people like you and your brothers on the force." He told me handing me a pamphlet.

"I'm kind of new to the whole good guy thing so I haven't really thought about it but my girlfriend did work to the CIA for a year so, for us, the army should be like playing Halo." I chuckled.

"Don't be so cocky. These are serious conditions where you'll go days without food, water, or shelter in the middle of the desert. You'll be shot at and might even have bombs dropped that kill you." He warned. I smiled down at the floor.

"Seeing as the only things that can kill me are my brothers and our girlfriends, I don't think I have too much to worry about. Have you ever experienced non-existence? I have. Trust me. War should be like picking daisies compared to that." I assured him. "I'm only sixteen but maybe when I'm of age. I'll look into it."

"You should. Your powers might just push us over the edge so we can win this war." He smiled a gleaming, excited, and proud smile.

(Boomer POV)

Arg! This is so stupid! There is nothing here that Bubbles would like! Why me! Why do I get the one that has everything! Oooooo I'll get her that...

(I know that is evil but I didn't feel like writing it all out. I had planned on writing them going caroling and a big cheesy montage of Christmas stuff but since my relatives came into town early, here you go, Christmas Day since it's the day after Christmas)

(Bubble's POV)

Creeeeeeekkkk! I heard something in my sleep. I jumped up startled and started looking around hoping it was just my sisters. I was met by two big blue eyes and a happy smile.

"Morning Sleepy-head!" He smiled happily. I clamped my hand over his mouth and walked over to my door peeking out to make sure the Professor hadn't woke up.

"Okay. How did you get in my room?" I whispered yelled.

"Your window." Boomer laughed quietly. I looked over and sure enough it was open. I sighed and relaxed then I realized I was make-up less, my hair should be wild, my breathe probably stinks, and I'm wearing my bra and softies like I wore to bed. I let out a blood curdling scream but it was muffled by Boomers hand.

"We don't want to wake up ther Professor now do we?" He laughed airly. I rolled my eyes. I looked down and realized I was just standing there without a shirt. I ran to my dresser draw. Nothing. Closet. Not a thing! Ugh! Today is laundry day so that means today I was supposed to steal a shirt of Blossoms. Ugh. Boomer laughed and pulled off his t-shirt exposing his very nicely built abs. I hid a blush by pulling it on.

"Feel better now?" He asked. I nodded still embarrassed. I couldn't keep my eyes off his body which I knew just made his ego swell. "You look gorgeous as ever this morning." He told me kissing me lightly on the forehead. I couldn't hide my blush now. "Do you want your present now or later?" He asked me.

"Now please." I smiled excitedly.

"You inspired me the other day at the mall." He told me and handed me a messily wrapped box. I opened it tentatively and what I saw made me go redder than a tomato. He just muffled a laugh. There in the box was very fine, expensive looking lingerie in a dark navy blue.

"You going to wear these for me." I asked with a smirk.

"Oh yeah. I'll wear this shoelace for you." He laughed tossing the thong to the side. "You wish that was your real present." I pouted.

"What's my real present?" I asked pouting trying to get him to give in.

"Go get ready and I'll take you somewhere for breakfast." He smiled. I grabbed my bathroom bag and some jeans. I was about to leave when I turned to him and took off his shirt giving it back to him.

"Nah, keep it. It looks better on you." He smiled.

"And tell my sisters I got it when and how? I already get nightly bedroom checks. No thanks." I laughed throwing it at him. I ran to the bathroom and jumped in the shower I went so fast it was over in seconds. I dried off, put on my last pair of jeans, and brushed through my hair putting it in a pony tail not bothering with make-up. Boomer has made it clear to me he much rather prefers natural. I skipped into Blossom's room and stole her white sweater.

"Where are you going in such a rush?" Blossom asked not even awake. "You do realize it's Christmas."

"I know. I'm going out to breakfast with Boomer. Tata, darling." I smiled happily and ran back into my room to see Boomer staring at the ceiling his shirt back on.

"Ladies and gentleman, it was once thought impossible but now it has been achieved! Bubbles is more beautiful than usual." He announced and wrapped his arms around me and kissed my lips lightly. He sighed into my hair and looked out the window at the rising sun. "Close your eyes." He told me. I did as he said and suddenly I was in to air and no longer in my room that's for sure. The wind blew on my face and I could feel the snowflakes hit my skin. We slowed and landed and I opened my eyes. We were in my favorite coffee shop two towns over. I squealed and hugged him tightly.

"Thank you so much!" I smiled and kissed his cheek. He laughed and blushed. "How did you know?"

"Buttercup." He admitted. Oh I'll get that girl. "Do you want breakfast or not?" He teased and opened the door for me. I did a twirl as I walked in. I ordered a banana but muffin and chocolate frap while he stuck to black coffee (blehck! Who is he, Chuck Norris?) and a chocolate muffin. We sat down at one of there little tables and ate while we sipped on our drinks. He started to look nervous and it confused. I reached into my pocket and pulled out the Billy Sims (A famous football player from the 70s) rookie card I had got him and slid it across the table with a smile. He chocked on his coffee when he saw it.

"Do you like it? Brick told me you are a sooner fan and I figured Sims is the man when it comes to OU." I told me.

"This is amazing. You shouldn't have got me anything." He laughed and held my hand. He pulled something from his pocket and looked at it from under the table. He pulled a velvet case from under and opened it to expose a light blue stone. A promise ring.

"Oh my gosh! Boomer?" I asked shocked.

"I know you don't trust me yet so this isn't a promise to get married thought one day, we will." He smiled brightly before becoming serious again. "This is a promise to you that no matter what, you can trust me. Bubbles Utonium, I love you with all my heart and soul and would you do me the honor of accepting my promise to always be there for you and always to be faithful to you?" He asked with a hopeless look in his eyes.

"Of course." I breathed and my lips caught his from across the table. I heard claps from all around us and all the elder couples had that 'remember-when-that-was-us' look on their faces. I smiled at Boomer again and he kissed my forehead looking like he was walking on sunshine. Amazing. Truly amazing. I couldn't have got a better guy to fall so madly in love with.

(Buttercup's POV)

Ting. Ting. Ting. ANSWER YOUR PHONE DUMB ASS! Ting. Ting. Ting. My phone went off as the sun poke through the clouds. It was Butch. Brick, being the ass he is, is making him spend Christmas a continent away with a friends of theirs, Samuel for some stupid shit. I opened it and read the text.

Morning Love, You look gorgeous. I don't care if I can't see you. I know you do. I'm so sorry I couldn't be there to give it to you but walk out your front door.The text read. What the hell Butch! It's too early for a scavenger hunt. I pulled on my hoodie to find my house abandoned even by the Professor. Merry Christmas to me. Could this day get worse? Nope! It just got better! There in my drive was was a neon green with black flames Saleen S7! Oh my gosh! This is amazing. But where are the keys? My phone started going off again. Another text from Butch.

Keys should be in the front seat, darling. Have fun!;) His text read. Freaky mind reader of the best boyfriend ever. I opened the door to see the keys staring me in the face. I stuck them into the ignition and heard the purr of the engine. Who has two thumbs and the best boyfriend a girl (or guy I don't judge) could ask for! This bug eyed freak! Hell yeah! Hello 700 horsepower!

(Blossom's POV)

I came back from getting ready to find a little red card on my bed. What? A white rose was placed beside it.

"Good Morning Beautiful. Today is a special day that'll remember forever. Don't ask why. You'll find out. A white rose to symbolize your innocence and charm. Want to get a little closer to your gift? Come find me. Your next clue is the place I first layed eyes on you." -BrickI read the card. Awe! That's so sweet. Where did we first meet? Ummm! By the clock tower! Yes! I flew out my window ready to see what my next clue was. I get too excited about these things. I looked around and on the top of the clock toward was another red envelope. I flew up and with it was tied a light pink rose.

"You're fast my little elf. But not faster than me! A light pink rose to show you just how much I admire you. To get to the next clue, you have to be quick or it'll wash away. Oh by the way. That was your clue on how to find it!" -Brick Ugh! I mean the rose thing is sweet but you have to be quick or it'll wash away. What does that mean? Wash away? Was it in my hair? No he's not that stupid. The beach! I took off faster than the last not wanting to miss this. In the sand was writing being protected by a two foot sand wall with an orange and a coral rose at the top.

"Wow, you are a quick one. I underestimated you. Orange and coral because I desire you more now than ever. For your next clue, here you go: Some are sweet, some are rotten. Some have treats, some have dental cotton. Some play games and others are too busy a laze. Here you spent a good portion of your days. I know you adore her. Look for the one with the rose." -Brick Desire. These are getting less and less innocent by the clue. Where is it? A dental office? No. A school yard? No schools are closed. A daycare. None of those around here. A park! That's it!

I took off to the Townsville park. Instead of a kid with a rose was a bland piece of paper stapled to a tree.

"Try again. Where teaches the true meaning of Christmas?" Oh! The Church! What Church? Great! There's like twenty in Townsville. Ummm. Let' me think. The First Baptist is putting on a play! I flew off fast. It took a nanosecond to arrive and spotted Bayley holding a dark red rose on the bench with Teddy.

"Blossy!" She squealed and hugged me.

"Is that for me?" I smiled.

"Yeps. It means he thinks you are beautiful. Your clue is 'who saves sailors on a regular basis, is 40 feet tall, and can blind you easily?'" She smiled.

"Why don't you tell me?" I suggested.

"Nope!" She smiled happily."It's against the rules that Bricky told me."

"Fine you big meany." I stuck my tongue out at her and hugged her again before shooting off not knowing where I was going. Who the hell is 40 feet tall? I floated back down and pouted. "Please! I need help!"

"Bricky said no helping. You'll love figuring it out for yourself." She smiled. "But don't think who? Think what." She whispered and took her uncle's hand before walking in. It's so sad about her parents. Such a sweet little girl to loose her parents on Christmas Day when we was only three but she still had that light in her eyes. Wait. Light. Light house! Thank you Bayley!

I flew off towards the lighthouse and on the very side was another envelope with a yellow rose with red tips tied to it.

"You're so close to finding me. I'm not going to tell you quite yet what that rose symbolizes but you'll find out when you find me. Remember Lightening? He knows where I'm at. Come soon. I'm getting anxious." -Brick Lightening? As in my horse? How in the world did he know about him? How Brick knows half the things he does I do not know! I was at the stables soon enough and my aquestrian partner, Lexi, had Lightening ready.

"Lucky Bitch." She laughed and handed me the reigns as I settled.

"Don't worry! I'll make sure to fill you in." I laughed. She laughed back and I told Lightening to take off. He started heading towards the cliffs. He even jumped the creek. Did Brick commit suicide? As we came closer I saw Brick sitting on a white steed holding a red rose.

"One red rose." He smiled handing it to me for me to fill in my no bundle.

"What's this about?" I asked. He got off his horse and took my hand in both of his kissing it gently.

"Blossom Utonium. I am in love with you." He looked at me and I could tell her meant it with every fiber of his being. I spun off Lightening and kissed him fully on the lips wrapping my wrists around his neck. I looked over and the beautiful country side and everything felt just right.

"Brick, I've been in love with you for the longest time. I win." I smiled and kissed his nose gently. No one will ever get between us. That I am sure of.

A/N: Awh! It's over and it's late! I'm very sorry about that but I've only had like 40 minutes each night to do personal stuff and I got side tracked making youtube videos! Sorry! So what did ya thinK! Back to regular updates as soon as my relatives leave but it's getting crazy. I don't think they'll ever leave!