Corrupted: Blossom's story

Chapter 10: Dangerous Situation

Mojo watched the maids serve them, his eyes hungry. Blossom simply gave Mojo a cruel glance, before twisting the spaghetti around the prongs of her fork, then lifting the decadent mouthful to her lips. Her lips closed around the fork... Mojo shook his head vigorously, drawing the attention of Brick, who glanced at Blossom and gave a snort of amusement. A secret smile spread across his lips, catching his 'father's' attention. While Mojo sipped at his champagne, Brick casually ate the last bite of his spaghetti, and took the last sip of his champagne, tilting the glass into the light to let the beauty shine and shimmer in the light. He stood, his lips curved in a malicious, twisted smile.

"So... What do I owe the pleasure of you enchanting company, Father?" Brick asked. Blossom obediently stopped eating, and gestured for the maids to take the plates away. Mojo, just after the meal was taken away, realized that he hadn't taken a bite at all. A sharp pang of pure pain throbbed through him. He hid his face, though the smirk that was plastered on their lips made it clear that they knew he was hungry. As the two made light conversation with him, Mojo winced, grabbing his stomach. "What's wrong, Father?" Brick cooed, sickeningly sweet. Blossom simply giggled, as she took in the last of her champagne, swirling the glass lazily. Brick placed his hands on the table, leaning in close. "Are you... Hungry?" Brick asked, smirking heartlessly. Mojo managed a defiant shake of his head. Brick pulled away. "Suit yourself."

Blossom gently set her glass down. Her fingertips laced together, and she watched him fight his hunger.

"Would you like some dessert?" Her voice was back to that overly-polite hostess tone, as she looked at him. Mojo managed a weak nod, his body now craving all forms of food. When the dessert came, Mojo took tiny bites, one at a time, savoring the dish. He completed it with a satisfied sigh. The two wore smirks, as if they knew something that he didn't. The room swam with dots of color, and Mojo realized, with a burst of horror, what they had done.

He lay crumpled on the floor, looking for all the world to be sleeping. Blossom simply called to the maids, and he was whisked away.

"How long?" Blossom asked quietly. Brick wrapped an arm around her shoulder.

"Two years." An unspoken agreement went between them. "He wanted me and my brothers dead, so we agreed to split up. Boomer sends letters occasionally, and so does Butch. We never visited, because that's how Mojo could find us." Blossom nodded. "Him left us alone, for the most part, because he had affairs to tend to in the underworld." She raised an eyebrow, curiously. "When we needed a place to escape, he offered us these estates, and taught us different things."

Butch was great with the demonic animals, so he works on keeping them healthy. Boomer loved to make puppets, and he had the ability to bring them to life." Blossom turned to look at him in clear surprise. Brick gave her a grin. "He started out with animating regular things, like small plants, or dead animals, before it changed to people. So Him simply has Boomer recreating his advisers. That was, until Kare found out."

"Kare?" Blossom asked curiously. Brick winced.

"Damn, I forgot you don't know him yet. He visits every year, on the winter solstice. He's what you'd call Sin, but in a physical manifestation. Him is a younger type of Sin, a subset of Envy. He's what we know as Fear. The grouping is odd, I'll admit, but it makes sense, especially once you consider what envious people do." Blossom nodded, gently holding him closer. "But each Sin, even Kare, has a counterpart. A few years after Boomer started doing what he does now, Kare's lover Virtue died." Blossom made a noise somewhere between a snort and a laugh. "I know, ironic right?" Brick said with a grin. "But, since then, he's been piecing together Virtue's body, slowly while Kare brings him the pieces back." Here Blossom made a face. "Erm, well..." Blossom glanced at him, before it clicked.

"Bubbles is involved?" Blossom said in horror. Brick nodded.

"Bubbles, after you three split up, was working as a nurse for Virtue. She was, at the time, tending to Virtue. Though her injuries weren't as severe, Boomer was forced to put her through a similar procedure." Blossom clung to him now, her eyes wide. "She's still recovering from her injuries. I wrote them awhile back, telling them that you were here. I didn't say earlier, because you were still getting used to living here. Bubbles' letter should be here tomorrow. I was going to write one to Buttercup, but would you like to do so instead?" Blossom nodded eagerly, now dragging him up the stairs. "Sweetie? Sweetie?" Blossom stopped halfway to their room. "Ow." She had been dragging him up the stairs by his arm. She jumped, and let him go.

"Sorry." She giggled. "I'm just so happy!" She spun around, clapping her hands together. His eyes softened at her display of happiness. She gave him a kiss, making him cross-eyed. She ran up to her room, grabbing some paper, her journal, and a set of pens. She sat down, and began to scribble furiously.

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