Blossom acted different around Brick. Everyone was aware of that, none more than Blossom.

Take Stacy's party. As soon as she'd arrived, she immediately zeroed in on where Brick was sitting, chatting with Boomer, walked over to him, and sat on his lap, her back an inch from his chest.

"You won't believe the day I just had Boomer," Blossom had said as she flipped her hair, making sure as much of it as possible got in her counterpart's face.

Brick sat still for a few seconds before his hands clasped on her waist and she found herself in the air, not because she was flying, but because the boy had picked her up and was standing. It would have been an impressive display, if he didn't have super strength. Yet, it still left her feeling nervous as she looked down at her dangling feet.

"Wow," she said, hoping her voice wasn't too breathy. "I keep getting surprised at how tall you are."

"And I keep getting surprised by how annoying you are," Brick retorted as he set her on the couch next to where he had been sitting and flopped back down.

"You're a bit late Bloss," Boomer said. "Did the monster really take that long?"

"No," Blossom said. "But fixing the damage he did to the bridge and comforting the scared children took a bit of care."

"Nothing too difficult for the fearless leader." Brick said with a smirk. "Be careful though, I hear kids are brutal."

Blossom rolled her eyes.

"Hey!" Mitch yelled. "Buttercup and Butch are about to arm-wrestle!"

The three superpowered teens looked at each other.

"When did arm-wrestling become a six people event?" Brick asked exasperatedly as he got up. Then he stumbled as his counterpart jumped on his back.

"Do not question it," she declared before pointing forward. "Onward to my sister's victory!"

Brick chuckled at her exclamation before sliding his arms to her legs and carrying her forward. The teens watching all laughed.

/

"I don't know Robin," Blossom explained. "I don't think that formula is really that much better than the standard one."

Robin turned her book around so she could look at it. "Well, I find it easier."

Blossom thought about it. "Well, as long as you can show your work adequately, then it shouldn't be that much of a problem. It'll probably get some eyebrows from the teacher." She looked behind her. "What do you think Brick."

Brick looked up from the book he was 'reading,' even though he hadn't turned the page in two minutes, a noticeable decline from his usual speed. "You're probably right."

Blossom continued to stare at him, but he just went back to staring at the book in his hands.

Blossom looked back at Robin, who shrugged. Then she spun around, swinging her leg over Brick's head before stopping so she was looming above him.

Brick slowly looked up at her. "May I help you?"

"I'm sitting on your desk," she said.

"Oh?" He asked.

It took a lot of self restraint not to kick him in the head.

The door swung open and their teacher walked in to begin the lesson. The man barely had time to register that Brick's seat looked different before Blossom was sitting in her own. She shot Brick a dirty look, but he didn't look at her.

She really didn't get why Buttercup blew up Butch for looking at her. She was considering doing the same to Brick for the opposite reason.

/

Blossom timed her next move just right. She knew Brick well and knew that he wouldn't be moving quickly after their last class. He always relaxed once school was over.

So, once her own bag was packed, she rushed over to him with no hesitation.

"Hey Brick," she said conversationally as she sat in his lap, perpendicular to him so she could see his face. She gave him her sweetest smile.

He glared at her.

"Yes Bloss?" He asked.

"Well, I was wondering if you wouldn't be opposed to another game night. It's been terribly long since we've had one and the girls are getting a bit bored. You know, not many things are that challenging these days."

Of course he knew, it had been his idea.

"Game Night sounds fun," Brick said.

Blossom began to smile. Then she gasped as Brick turned intangible and sank through the chair, causing her to fall onto the seat.

In a blur of speed only she could track, he packed his things and stopped, now sitting on the desk as he gave her a wry smile. "But I'm a bit busy." And with that, he shot out of the room.

One of Blossom's eyes twitched.

/

Blossom leaned back on her chair as she glanced at her finished work; The entire school Newspaper, properly edited for flaws and with every article formatted to fit onto their allotted space.

"Hey chief," Andrew called. "Someone's here for you."

Blossom raised an eyebrow before looking up. Then she shot to her feet. "Brick!" She yelled before wincing at how happy she sounded. She coughed and lowered her voice. "So, uh, what are you doing here?"

The Ruff looked very much like he didn't want to be there. "Don't get too excited. Mr. Rosenberg asked me to deliver this." He passed a document over to Andrew. He glanced at Blossom before turning around and walking away.

Blossom collapsed into her chair with a huff.

"Thank God," Stacy muttered. "I was scared he was gonna stick around."

Blossom raised an eyebrow at the reporter. "What? You don't like him?"

"Whoa Blossom, don't bite my head off. I don't technically have a problem with him. Honestly, I'm glad he gets you to stop being so... you all the time."

"What are you talking about?"

Andrew placed the document on her table. "Well, the newspaper needs Blossom, the Iron Girl. Not Blossom, Brick's Bratty Girlfriend."

"Bratty?" Blossom asked.

"What he's failing to say," Stacy cut in, "Is that you're not exactly the pillar of responsibility when Brick's involved."

Blossom really wanted to argue, but she couldn't bring herself to. She snatched up the document with a huff and looked at it. Then something else struck her.

"He's not my boyfriend," she snapped.

"Wait..." Andrew said. "So you'll be worse when he is?"

Blossom attributed her not throwing anything at his head to her being the 'Iron Girl.'

/

Everyone always writes Blossom as the same perfectionist pillar of responsibility. I wanted to try something different for her dynamic with Brick.

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