Blossom stood in Dexter's office, looking over a stack of papers. "So, what exactly do you want me to do?" she asked again. Dexter looked up at her, face smudged with oil and goggles pulled over his eyes and glasses.
"I want you to try out this new mecha-suit I've been working on. This is the female design," he informed her, displaying the pink battle armor. "Dee Dee has already used it. She reported that it worked great as armor -I shot her several times with several weapons, and only one hit her- and is 'fashionable'." He turned back to the suit. "Though I don't know what in the world that has to do with a WAR," he added in a grumble. Blossom smiled.
"Okay, I can do that," she said happily. "Is it ready?"
"One more plate to wear the laser went through and we should be fine," he replied, welding another plate on. Seeing Blossom's alarmed look, he hastily continued, "She's fine! She's just going to be a little sore in her left side for a day or two." Blossom relaxed and looked at the papers again.
"Hey, do you mind if my sisters try this out, too? You know, so you can get more data on different fighting styles?" she suggested, pointing to a paper.
"I am lacking in that...yes, I suppose it will be fine if they try, also..." He finished welding and backed away from the suit. "Please put this on."
"Okay."
Blossom slipped the armor over her normal attire and pulled the zipper on the neck up. "I like this option. Not all girls like having their necks covered, so this will give them that freedom."
"Yes."
Blossom moved her arms, legs and waist, trying to feel any stiffness. "It's loose and comfortable, too. Easy to move in. Good fit around the body."
"Hm."
Finally, she tried using her powers. She lifted the desk with one hand, flew up a little bit, used her ice breath. Nothing was constricted, and she grinned, "It's a great suit. Good work."
But she grimaced when she realized she had frozen Dexter to where he stood when she had used her ice breath. "I'll, uh, go get a hair-dryer or something," she mumbled before flying out of the room panicking.
Buttercup and Bubbles had to laugh when they heard what Blossom had done, and that she still hadn't helped him.