A/N Okay so I am very sorry that I have not been adding. I was having a little writers block/ lots of school homework with my summer semester. There is a little fluff in here as requested! I am sorry that I am making this go a little slower than my other one! Enjoy!
Blossom~
I had that dream again. The one where Brick and I are in our usual date spot. Brick has a blanket spread out for us to eat dinner and look at the stars on. Maybe even fool around on but nothing too serious we are still too young. Nothing more than heavy breathing and sore lips. But what haunts me most about that dream is his laugh because his laugh wasn't always so sharp and condescending. It used to be cute, happy even. The same dream that ends with me in tears and Brick vanishing. My hands were shaking as I was preparing a pot of coffee, drowning in work and city affairs. After the news plastered everywhere how the Puffs were just as much of a menace as the Ruffs the new question was "So why are the girls even here? All of the monsters are gone!" It was something a bystander has said, right next to their totaled car. "If you ask me, they are just making taxes go up."
I burn myself while pouring the coffee and drop my cup.
"Damn it." I hiss to myself as I bend over to pick up the shards. I had busted open my knuckles fighting with Brick and the hot coffee didn't help matters. I sighed and bit my lip not to cry. I had so much work to do and maybe that citizen was right. Why are we still here? It was the same questions my sisters had been asking me ever since the professor died. Images from the funeral flood my mind and I fight back the tears but I feel my body shudder with a sob anyway. Willing me to let out the pent up emotions. I can see Bubbles too vividly as she clutches herself, almost one foot in the grave as the casket descends. Eyes so puffy from tears that she had none left. Buttercup with red rimmed eyes staring off into nothing, looking so empty, so dead. Then I can smell the upturned dirt, feel it between my fingers as I gently toss a handful onto the shiny black coffin. The smell of rain not too far off.
"What are you doing?" I'm snapped back into reality by a surprisingly gentle voice.
Brick~
I had that dream again. The one where it's dark and I hear a laugh. Not Blossom's sweet high pitched laugh, no this one is deeper, sinister. I can hear it echo all around me in the darkness until finally a splotch of red is in front of my eyes.
"Well hello dear." The blur says in voices that overlap each other. I shudder, it's never good to see HIM.
"Hello Father." I whisper back, tucking my hands behind my back because if I don't I might try to fight HIM.
"I have a proposal for you. One you really can't refuse." HIM says all singsong until the end.
"And that would be?" I asked, making eye contact. Which is always hard to do when I am staring into beady soulless eyes.
"You need to stay away from those pesky little girls." HIM growls into my ear, one claw on my shoulder.
"But they aren't little anymore. There are no monsters to fight…."
"I didn't ask for your opinion Brick." Another growl but this time it sounded like an animal, "You will make this deal."
"Do I not get to know the basis of the deal?"
"Why of course Bricky! How else will I know that you whole heartily accept?" HIM sang, "I already told you the first half. You stay away from those pitiful puffs or else."
"Or else what?"
"Who taught you to talk back?" HIM shouts as he back claws me, I stumble away feeling blood drip off of my cheek.
"Or I kill them one by one in front of your precious brothers. But it doesn't stop there Brick. I will save you for last, I will let you watch as I slowly kill not only the girls but your brothers too. I might have so much fun Brick that I might just forget to kill you too."
Of course the morning after having this reoccurring dream or memory or whatever the hell you want to call it, I walk in on Blossom hunched down crying. I mean really crying, something I hadn't seen in a long time. I think about wrapping my arms around her, about kissing the crown of her head and telling her she worries too much like I used to do but I don't.
"What are you doing?" I ask instead, keeping the needles out of my voice. She freezes and stares into the reflection of the coffee as if it holds the answer. She takes a shaky breath.
"I dropped my coffee and I'm cleaning it up." She half whispered, "That's all."
But I knew her mind was else were, somewhere dark that she hadn't visited in a while.
"Are you sure?" I asked again, passing a napkin to her for her eyes.
"Since when are you so nice?" She half growled but I brushed it off.
"Since I was kind of an asshole last week and since I haven't helped your PR lately." I sighed out picking up the rest of the pink girl power coffee cup. She stood frozen again, maybe her ice powers were leaking out.
"What's the catch?" She said softly, "Brick you're really taking me for a loop. When I think you're going left you go right! We used to be in sync but then you…."
She dropped off the sentence as we heard someone else entering the bank. Our manager no doubt, who told us not to show our faces for a week until she was calm enough to speak with us.
"Blossom, Brick my office upstairs when you get a chance." She called to us while opening the door to the stair well. I could hear Blossom and I gulp at the same time.
Boomer~
Getting your ass handed to you by your counterpart really sucks. I haven't talked to Bubbles much because as soon as I left with Brick, he told Butch and me that we needed to quit our jobs. Which almost sent Butch over the edge.
"BUTTERCUP AND I DON'T EVEN FUCKING TALK. ANYMORE!" Butch screamed, "And it's all thanks to you that I lost my best friend in the first place."
Butch's muscles in his neck twitched but he must have thought better than to fight Brick twice in one day so he flew off. Leaving me alone with a brooding Brick. Brick was staring after Butch, watching him fade into the horizon. He breaks the silence between us first.
"Why do you two insist on seeing these girls?" He sighs out, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Don't act like you don't know why." I half growl crossing my arms over my chest. He turns to face me, his red eyes looking more tired than fierce.
"Please enlighten me Booms." He scoffs, mimicking my body language. I sharply exhale before taking in a calming breath.
"Don't act like your healthy competition between Blossom didn't turn into just more than lab partners. I know there was much more than just basic chemistry going on. Maybe you two were studying anatomy in the woods?" I said and his face flushed for a moment, "I still remember running into you at the Professor's funeral."
Brick is quiet for a long time, maybe recalling the same thing I am. When Bubbles had called me hysterically crying, I was in the living room of our apartment. A set of red and green eyes glared at me as they heard the sobbing coming from my cell phone.
"Ah did Boomer break someone's heart?" Butch teased, but his eyes said more. I slipped away into my room and asked Bubbles what was wrong. The last time I had spoken to her was three months ago, when she had asked me not to come around anymore. I asked her if she wanted me to fly out there but only gave me silence as an answer before hanging up. I did some digging and the next day the papers in America were saying "The greatest scientist that ever lived dies at the young age of 55. He leaves behind three beautiful daughters and will be laid to rest on May 19th."
I was hiding behind a tree, while throngs of people were surrounding the freshly dug hole. My heart wrenched looking at Bubbles, her eyes were so distant and she looked half ready to lay down in the dirt with the professor. I couldn't stand to see Bubbles this way and not be able to ease her grief. I had snuck out of our three bedroom apartment in Italy to come here and I was going to need to sneak back soon. That would be for the best as I could feel my heart ripping out of my chest at the sight of the puff looking so…dead. I feel a hand on my shoulder as I am twirled around to face the person who scared me out of my skin. I met an icy set of brick red eyes.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Brick asked. I furrow my brow, I don't remember sensing Brick here.
"I guess the same thing as you." I scoffed, looking him up and down. His usual red cap was missing and he was in a suit like me. He shoved me against the tree in warning before his eyes flickered back towards the funeral. He gave me a stern glare and then slipped back into the small crowd. I followed where his eyes had gone and saw Blossom standing over the hole. Throwing in the first fistful of dirt with her flower, I could barely hear what she whispered before Bubbles went up next.
"Accept your past without regrets." Blossom had breathed out before Bubbles added, "Handle your present with confidence."
Finally Buttercup stood up there. Taking her time tossing the dirt onto coffin. I felt a surge in power and see Butch perfectly blending into a patch of young scientists.
"Face your future without fear." Buttercup breathed out, dropping the flower into the hole. The three girls stood next to the grave as people began lining up to give their condolences. I had never seen more dull shades of pink, green, and blue in their eyes in my entire life. I swallowed down my tears before slipping away.
I sighed the memory away and looked at Brick, who was lost in thought and searching for something in view of Townsville from his apartment. I opened a window beside him and flew off just as Butch had.
Buttercup~
Blossom postponed our little beach trip for a month or so and has barely breathed a word in my direction. Thankfully she doesn't have the energy to scold me but she isn't the only one giving the cold shoulder. Ever since the fight between Butch and I in the fields and then again in the broken part of town, we haven't spoken a word to each other. At the Hockaday's we work different fields more often than not and when Mr. Hockaday wants us to work together we both pretend the other doesn't exist. Same goes for work. Butch doesn't sit in his usual seat on the side of the bar with his back to the door and eyes on me. A red headed puff sits there now, nightly. He orders the same thing every night and gives me the same answer every night for the past month.
"I want six Blossoms, six Bricks, six Buttercups, and four Butchs." Brick says as he claims his seat. I smirk to myself as I prepare the drinks.
"Want to talk about it?" I ask in the sweetest voice I can muster as I set down the tray of drinks. He glares up at me for a moment and downs all of the shots. I am getting used to this routine and I would be lying if I said I didn't like it. Aside from the usual question I ask him and the usual answer I get, Brick is actually a good conversation. We talk anywhere from fighting to bitching about work.
"Not the main problem." He says, staring into his drink. He's different tonight, gloomier almost. He's in dark jeans and a deep brick colored sweatshirt, making me wish I either dressed a little warmer or paid attention to the weather. Not to mention I'm coming down from a high with no Xavier in sight. I shiver and set him down an extra Buttercup for his troubles before helping a few more customers.
Boomer has everyone jumping tonight, the place is packed and I am making drinks left and right. I don't mind how busy it is, it helps me keep my mind off of Butch. Though I think I feel his eyes on me now and again but whenever I look up he is dancing with all of these women or he's kissing them right on the dance floor. I shut my eyes tight and wish Xavier was here to give me some pills but I take some shots instead.
"Hey Buttercup can I get a refill?" Brick asks surrounded by empty glasses. I make him three more drinks and set them down in front of him.
"Are you sure you don't want to talk about it?" I prod him as I place my elbows on the bar and rest my head on my hands. Brick stares up at me with glazed eyes and studies me. His eyes go over my features slowly, lingering on my breasts for a second, and then he finally meets my eyes.
"What is it about you girls that is so appetizing?" Brick purrs, as if he is Butch. It makes me giggle, I had never seen him this drunk before. If he's lusted after me before I haven't noticed until now.
"Maybe it's the way you three laugh." Brick says licking his lips and locking his eyes with mine. He looks serious for a moment before noticing a shiver go through my body.
"Or maybe it's because you three are stubborn." He laughs, removing his sweatshirt and handing it to me. I don't know if I should take it or not. Brick and I never got along before nor have we ever flirted but here we are now.
"It won't bite." Brick says, inching it towards me, "But I will."
I blush at the thought of his teeth on my neck and cover it up with a confident laugh.
"I'd like to see you try Bricky." I tease, pulling the hoodie over my head. Brick's smell is different from Butch's, he smells like salt air and sunshine. I smile at the warmth it brings to my chest.
"I'd love to show you sometime." He says, eyes glued to me. I smirk and lean in real close to him.
"I don't think you can handle how rough I go." I whisper in his ear and watch a shudder go through him. He places his hand on the back of my neck and keeps me there. His lips brush my ear.
"I'm not the leader of the Rowdy Ruff boys for nothing." He whispers back, this time I shiver. I feel his lips go up into a smile as he pulls his hand away and lets me move away from him. My body has only ever reacted this way to Butch's touch. My face doesn't show it but my heart is racing. I feel like I am doing something bad, even though Blossom and Brick had broken up years ago. It's practically a turn on. I smirk to him as a customer calls me their way. It's Xavier and he slips me two pills that I take happily.
Brick~
I don't know how I end up with Buttercup pinned to the brick wall in the alley behind the bar. But I can't say I don't like it. The girl can kiss and actually fights for dominance with her tongue. Somehow she is winning, she just looks so damn sexy in my hoodie. My hands slowly work their way under my hoodie and then under her crop top, my fingers slowly sliding under the bra, pinching her nipples. She moans in my mouth and pulls my hair at the base of my scalp, causing me to growl. I break the kiss and move to her neck. Her skin is different than Blossom's, for one it's actually tan and two it's almost sweeter. Buttercup's smell is like an open meadow with wild flowers, it's almost intoxicating. I suck for a minute and then nip her. She giggles and I continue to work on her neck and pinch her nipple for a soft moan. Her moan is different too, louder, more confident that she can be vocal. Finally I sink my teeth into her, hard like I said I would. Another moan escapes her lips and she pulls my hair tighter. I capture her lips again with mine, she nips my lower lip and then sucks it hard. My hand lingers to the top of her jeans, I start to slip my fingers underneath of the denim and feel lacy underwear. I let out a lusty groan at the thought of her in them. Her toned ass peeking out of the bottom of the lace. Buttercup breaks the kiss and pushes me away so she can look me in the eye. We are both panting and a little red in the cheeks.
"We shouldn't." She breathes out, I can feel her heart racing with the hand that's cupping her breast, "I think we're both too fucked up to think rationally."
I touch the silky lace underwear one last time before pulling my hand up. She smiles at me warmly. Like we weren't just about to fuck in this alley. She slowly wraps her arms around my torso and uses me for support for a moment. Her breath warming my chest.
"You didn't lie when you said you could bite." She giggles into my chest, squeezing me harder. I never knew Buttercup could be so cute. I wrap my arms around her and return the hug. She puts a different feeling in my chest than Blossom does. I rest my chin on the top of her head. Her hair smells a little like coconuts and flowers, I smile.
"I think we are distracting ourselves." She said after a long silence.
"I don't mind the distraction you provide." I whisper in her ear, she shudders and then laughs.
"Well can you take a rain check?" She says, pulling away from me to look me in the face. Her big green eyes seem happy but there is something underneath. I study them for a moment.
"Is tomorrow after work a good time?" I ask, smiling back at her.
"Maybe." She says breaking eye contact, "Don't get me wrong I like the distraction too but…"
"I will always stop when you say stop." I say cupping her chin, reassuring her like I did Blossom all those years ago. She gives me a devilish smirk.
"Then yes tomorrow after work I think I might be available." She leans up to whisper in my ear and then grabs my ass. She gently pushes me away and walks slowly out of the alley before taking off into the sky. Buttercup will be a good distraction from Blossom. I can't think about her anymore, maybe I'll tell Buttercup what's really wrong tomorrow or maybe I'll just drown in those jade eyes.
A/N2 Omg guys I really hope you like this little twist. Please read and review. I know it seems out of the blue but I am thinking of a good reason for this!