This BoomerxBlossom fic is for xCocoAngelx. I kinda like how it turned out.

HAIRSPRAY

Blossom let herself fall back onto the couch with a heavy sigh. Bubbles glanced over at her worriedly, distracted from her show by her sister's somber mood.

''What's wrong, Blossom?''

Her sister frowned. ''Brick seems to be showing less and less interest in me. I think he's going to break up with me...''

Bubbles gasped, hands covering her mouth to further display her shock. ''But you two are so cute together!''

Blossom mumbled incoherently, slumping in her seat. Bubbles thought Butch and Buttercup were cute together too, and all they did was scream at each other and make out.

''Does it seem as if your boyfriend has become uninterested in you?''

Both Blossom and Bubbles looked up at the television, bemused. There was a very beautiful woman on the screen; her brown hair was long, curly, and had a bit of a glossy sheen to it.

''Well, he probably has. Nothing you can do about that.''

Blossom felt punching her prissy little-

''HOWEVER, there is something you can do to attract an even better guy!'' The woman said with a smile. She reached to the left, off screen and when she pulled her arm back into view she was holding a cream colored container with a peach nozzle.

Bubbles squealed excitedly, and Blossom gave her a questioning look. ''It's Glam Spray! The new hairspray that's said to leave boys weak at the knees!''

Blossom glanced skeptically at the T.V. as the woman mimicked Bubbles' words exactly, showing images of other women who had used the spray and got very good results.

''Lets go get some, Blossom! I bet Brick will be all over you once he sees you with such shiny hair!''

She agreed, if only because her sister seemed so enthusiastic about it. She guessed it couldn't hurt...and she was out of hairspray.

''Welcome to Liz's Beauty Supply!'' An employee greeted them. Bubbles returned the greeting and Blossom smiled politely. They headed straight for the section of the store that held oils, jells, and hairspray.

''I found it!'' Bubbles chirped, holding up the cream colored can. She passed it to Blossom and took one for herself. She then looked around the store, spotting some really cute hair accessories. She turned back to her sister, ''I'm gonna look around a bit, okay?''

Blossom nodded. ''That's fine. I'll go pay for this and meet you at the checkout counter.'' Blossom strode to the front of the store, placing her can on the counter before digging through her purse for her wallet.

''Hairspray, huh? Perhaps you should get a few more cans; you have alot of hair.'' Blossom looked up, eyes widening in bewilderment when she saw Boomer leaning across the counter, a cheeky smile in place. Then she quickly did a double take when she noticed he was shirtless.

''You work here?'' It was a rhetorical question, since he was standing behind the counter by the register, but he answered anyway.

''Yep! Lots of girls and lots hair products. Simply paradise.''

She rolled her eyes as she pulled out he wallet. She handed him the money and he bagged her goods and handed them over. ''So...why aren't you wearing a shirt?'' She couldn't help but ask.

Boomer shrugged. ''When I started working here my fellow employees, all girls you know, told me it would bring in more business if I didn't wear a shirt.''

Blossom felt she had to agree. His chest, while not as muscular as Butch or toned as Brick's was quite a sight itself. The boy was very lean but his muscles were tight and shifted noticeably when he moved. He was definitely drool worthy; the group of young women who had froze by the door and were staring hungrily at him were testament to this fact.

Her purse began to vibrate, and Blossom quickly dug out her phone from its depths to read the text message.

It's over.

-Brick

Boomer watched, confused, as Blossom's expression dropped. His eyebrows rose when she turned on her heel and practically fled from the store.

Bubbles came up a second later, dumping her things on the counter. ''Hi Boomer, I didn't know you worked here.'' He gave her a halfhearted smile, still watching the doorway. Bubbles scanned the store for her sister, frowning when she couldn't spot her. ''Have you seen Blossom?''

''Yeah. She ran out of here after she got a text. She looked pretty upset...''

''Oh no!'' Bubbles cried. ''Hold these for me; I'm gonna go look for her.''

''Wait!'' Boomer said, grabbing his shirt from beneath the counter and pulling it on. ''I'll come too; it's time for my break.''

The two blondes had split up in their search after checking the Powerpuff home and various spots the pink Puff liked to frequent.

Boomer was flying over the park when a flash of red caught his eye. He touched down, spotting Blossom sitting on a swing by herself. She looked out of place; quiet and depressed while children ran around and laughed happily.

'Why did I volunteer for this?' He thought as he moved closer. He sat down in the swing beside her, grasping the chains as he watched her. She didn't seem to notice his presence.

He however, noticed that her hair had taken on a very nice, glossy look.

'I see she used the hairspray.' He reached out, idly running a hand through her hair. It was soft and tangle free, shining brilliantly as it moved as result of the hair product.

Blossom's head lifted to peer at him through her bangs, but she didn't protest his ministrations so he didn't stop.

''Your brother dumped me.''

His fingers stalled and he stared at her with surprise. Not bacause of the news, for he'd noticed that Blossom had begun to stop visiting their apartment as often, but by the fact she was telling him.

''Uh...I'm sorry?'' He really didn't know what to say, and fervently wished that Bubbles was here to deal with this. Or Buttercup. Or even Princess; any female.

Blossom huffed. ''I'm not. He was being a jerk and it was only a matter of time anyway.'' Despite her conviction of this she still sighed heavily.

Boomer felt as though he was supposed to say something comforting. ''Well, I would definitely date you.'' ...He mentally bashed his skull against a pole. Of all the things he could've said...

''Really?'' She asked disbelievingly.

''Well, sure,'' he replied, figuring that since it was already out there he'd deal with the consequences.

When she smiled he gave her a confused look. She stood up from the swing, bending down to press her lips lightly to his sheek. His eyes widened in astonishment and his cheeks darkened slightly.

''Thank you, Boomer. That means alot to me.'' She turned and walked away, and Boomer stayed where he was, a goofy smile on his face.

I kinda like this pairing now, but I still prefer Reds! Brick's a real bastard in this one though...

As an important notice, after next week I'm going on a bit of a vacation to visit my cousins, and I don't know if I'll have much internet access there. So after next Friday Idiosyncrasy may not be updated for about two-three weeks. You can still send me requests during that time, though, and I'll get on them as soon as I'm back.

Now, I hope you guys have a good weekend and I'll see you...I think on Independence day! ^_^

Oh! And thank you for all the nice reviews for last chapter. I still don't think I'm a comedian, but I guess I'm not too lame. :)