A/N: Sorry its taken so long to update, things have been crazy lately. Anyway, here it is: The confrontation.

Warnings: Same as the previous chapters.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters mentioned. Except for Carla, Eileen, Michelle, and Greg.

Reviews are welcomed and appreciated.

"I'm... really sorry sir..." Blossom stammered, breaking their gaze to lightly shake her head. Brick blinked a few times before he gave a smile.

"Its okay miss. I should've been looking at where I was going."

"Its fine!" Blossom interjected, brushing a strand of loose hair from her face. The last thing she expected today was to run into a young man about her age, and with red eyes. 'He's handsome...and his eyes.' Her natural curoisity got the better of her. "Umm pardon me-"

"Brick" He corrected.

"Brick..Uh..your eyes, um have..How should I put this..."

"The chemical spill twenty two years ago? The answer is yes. You as well?" He inquired, finding her pink eyes intriguing. He had heard that other families had been affected by that Chemical leak, he just never thought he would meet one. He looked her over. A soft looking rounded face, long flaming red hair, and of course, bubble gum pink eyes. 'She's beautiful' He thought.

"Yeah.." Blossom agreed, wiping her hands against her uniform. "Oh I'm so sorry! I'm Blossom!" She quickly stuck out her hand.

Brick smiled and enveloped her hand with his own. His grip was firm but tender, Blossom noted. Her grip was soft and lax, Brick noted.

"Nice to meet you Blossom." The redhaired woman was unaware of the darker note his seemingly charming smile held.

"So Brick, what are you doing back here anyway?"

"Ah. Well I was waiting for a friend...Although its been almost an hour, so he's probably gotten lost. Typical.." He lied, even rolling his ruby colored eyes. For some reason this made Blossom chuckle.

"Well I'm sorry to hear that you've been out here so long, you can-"

"Blossom! Quit flirting and get your fine ass back in here, Joe's out of bed again!" A voice cut Blossom off, and both redheads turned to see a large, burly man hanging out of the doorway Blossom had exited from, looking irritated and glaring at, for whatever reason, Brick.

"S-sorry Larry. I have to go, it was nice meeting you Brick." With that Blossom hurried back to the side door, 'Larry' moving to the side so she could pass. He followed after scoffing at Brick and slamming the door close, a 'click' being heard after.

Brick snorted and reached into his pocket for his phone.

Butch quickly rose off of Boomer so that he could pull out his phone from his back pocket, he answered it with a sleepy "Hello?"

"Butch."

"Brick?! What'cha want?"

"Ah nothing really. Just calling because I caught the package thanks to Augustus."

"Fatass?"

"Yes. Anyway, I called to tell you that the nurses at BrunBury hospital are free game. But try to charm some info about a Blossom Utonium. Just met her and she's...interesting."

"OH?" Butch inquired, quickly putting his phone down to look at Boomer. "Brick's found a girlfriend! Score!" Before bringing the phone back to his ear.

"I heard that. How's Greg?"

"Unconscious and tied up in the fun room. Bastard tried to throw a punch and ended up waking Boomer."

"I see."

"Yeah. Gonna go teach him his lesson in about..." Butch glanced at the digital clock on the stand next to the couch "Twenty minutes."

"How's Booms?"

"Dirty and satisfied." Butch snickered when Boomer playfully socked his arm.

"You are a very horny bastard Butch."

"I knooooow."

"But really. How is he?"

"Here, ask him yourself." Butch handed the phone to Boomer.

"H-H-Hello?"

"Hey Boomer. Everything okay?"

"Y-Yeah B-Butch took care o-of t-that guy a-and w-w-w-we uhhmm..." Boomer trailed off, a blush rising. He glared at Butch when the noiret started making inappropiate hand gestures signaling what they had done.

"Well as long as you two are fine. Since I'm headed back, I'll stop by McFollies. Want anything?"

"Lunch special! Lunch special!" Butch chanted.

"B-B-Butch wants a-a L-Lunch s-s-special and I-I-I g-g-g-guess a s-spaghetti m-m-m-mix."

"Alright. Tell Butch to hold off on Greg until I get back. And clean up ok?"

"O-ok." Boomer heard a 'click', meaning Brick had hung up. He handed Butch his phone.

"B-Brick s-says-"

"I know, I know. I heard him." Butch cut the blond off, rising off the couch and pulling Boomer up with him. "C'mon, lets take a shower."