The next month or so is pretty uneventful for Blossom. The end of the school year was fast approaching and while she is focused on school and being the top of the class, she can't help but be distracted.
She hasn't seen or heard from her counterpart since his last incident and she has no idea if she should be relieved or worried about it. Had he finally escaped whatever situation that he was in, or had something bad happen to him that he was unable to reach her?
The thought gnaws at the back of her mind.
She had been paying close attention to the news and anything that had to do with criminals to see if there was any indication of him or even his brothers. Every time she has came out empty handed.
Even her sisters had picked up at the strange behavior. Blossom always used the school excuse, but she knows that she can't use it forever once summer rolls around.
For the first time in her life she feels useless. It seems like she cannot grasp the concept that she is powerless in this situation. No matter how much she digs at Brick's whereabouts, nothing comes up. Not even a small detail.
It's like he doesn't want to be found.
Brick has always been smart and resourceful so if he truly didn't want to be found, he was doing a pretty damn good job of it. Especially since Blossom can't seem to find a single little trace.
In the frenzy of him leaving her house last time, he had left behind his beloved hat. Which Blossom now keeps in a safe place hidden away in her closet. She fully intends on giving it back, but that's a hard thing to do when the owner cannot be located.
Of course the thought of him being dead always sat in the back of her mind, but she cannot even begin to fathom that as a certain possibility. He is a super like she is. Tough as nails. He's just as smart as she is so how could he have gotten himself killed?
These thoughts comfort her somewhat, but then she thinks about the condition that he was in the last time she seen him and those those thoughts fly out the window.
Which leads us to now.
Blossom was studying in her bedroom when she received an alert on her hotline device that the RowdyRuff Boys were causing a disturbance at the junkyard.
She stares at the small device in disbelief and rereads it over and over to make sure she's not imagining the words. Finally coming to her senses, she makes a quick grab at her shoes and flies out the window. Not even bothering in alerting her sisters about it. She can take care of them herself.
As Blossom approaches the junkyard she can hear loud hooting and hollering coming from below and she makes a swift landing behind a pile of junk so she can observe the perpetrators.
Her heart sinks into her feet so fast when all she sees is Butch and Boomer.
They seem to be having a competition on who can throw a car the farthest which is being thrown dangerously close to town.
She scans the area several times to try and see the red Ruff, but she is coming up short. She even goes around the junkyard to confirm that he is not here somewhere perhaps even taking score for Butch and Boomer.
Hell, she almost leaves the junkyard completely to where the cars are being thrown at to see if by chance he is somewhere over there.
Becoming frustrated with the situation, she flies up into the air and catches one of the flying cars and chucks it back the way it came.
She can hear Boomer scream and see Butch jumping out of the way from the incoming car.
"What the hell? What gives?!" Butch shouts while looking up at the sky.
Blossom lands several feet in front of both of the boys.
"I should be asking you the same thing," she says crossing her arms.
"Oh, it's you." Butch says. "I almost mistaken you for Brick." He says looking unamused.
Her heart hammers in her chest at the mention of Brick.
"Oh, I'm sure," she replies. "Speaking of, I only see two of you, where's the third?" She asks looking at Butch and then at Boomer. Boomer seems to be in a state of shock from the car being thrown at him unexpectedly.
"How the hell am I supposed to know?" Butch says. "Actually I could ask you the same. Where's the other two?" He asks quirking an eyebrow.
Blossom ponders on Butch's response on not knowing where Brick was. She can't tell if he's being truthful or just not wanting to tell her.
"I gave them the day off," she says not missing a beat. "Huh, wish you would have given them the day off back when we were younger." Butch says also crossing his arms, keeping his guard up.
"You almost hit us with a car!" Boomer exclaims. His voice and mind catching up to him. "Who does that?!" He exclaims. Blossom rolls her eyes and Butch gives a frustrated sigh.
"You have superpowers you would have been fine!" Butch snaps at him. "Yeah, but we weren't doing anything!" Boomer says with wide eyes.
"You were throwing cars pretty close to town, so I wouldn't call that, 'not doing anything.'" Blossom responds.
"Oh, relax Pink. We weren't aiming at the town." Butch says.
"Yeah!" Boomer chimes in.
"Yeah, yeah. Whatever. I received a distress call," Blossom says. "Anyways you didn't answer my question on Brick." She says, trying to steer the conversation back.
"Like I said. How am I supposed to know? One day he is here the next he's not. Didn't say crap to us. Probably found a new group to cause trouble with. Especially with the way he has been acting." Butch says. Blossom doesn't miss the very quiet sad note in his voice.
Boomer, on the other hand, does look sad about the absence of his brother.
"What? He left without a trace?" Blossom says. "Looks to be that way." Butch says.
Blossom's suspicions about the other two Ruff's involvement appear to be true. They absolutely weren't involved with whatever Brick has been doing.
"Alright, I will let you two off with a warning," Blossom starts, "if you promise to let me know if you hear anything about Brick." Butch's eyebrow raises and Boomer looks to be in disbelief.
"We weren't doing anything," he mumbles kicking at dirt.
"Now, why exactly would we do that?" Butch says and then another thought pops into his head. "Better yet, why do you even care?"
Blossom has been asking herself this question several times, but never could give an answer.
"I'm just worried about you two," she says. "Look, I will do the same if I hear anything." She promises.
Boomer seems to perk up at the idea, but Butch doesn't seem convinced.
"Why should we trust you?" He jabs back.
"Because I care." She states.
Butch stares at her for a moment before answering. "Fine, but only so I can kick Brick's ass for leaving me with Boomer." He says.
"Hey!" Boomer says.
"How would we reach you if something does come up?" Butch questions, ignoring Boomer.
"I'm only one distress call away." She says pulling out her hotline device. Thankfully, she is the only one who has one. Buttercup has lost hers long ago and Bubbles had dropped hers in the toilet and never got another one. Crime had gone down quite a bit since they were kids, but they both depended on Blossom to share anything that happens.
Working out some final details and agreeing to only cause trouble if necessary, Blossom hurries back home. Hoping that Buttercup and Bubbles haven't noticed her absence.
Her wishful thinking comes up short when she arrives back through her bedroom window and both her sisters are there.
"Where the heck were you?!" Buttercup says angrily. Holding up Blossom's cellphone that appears to have several texts and missed calls.
"Out," Blossom says, feeling a headache coming on. It was enough dealing with Butch's questioning now she has to deal with Buttercup's. Two peas in a pod.
"Yes, I see that." Buttercup says irritated. "But you could have taken your phone, or told us that you were going out."
"We thought something bad happened to you. You never do anything like that." Bubbles says tears lining her eyes.
Blossom feels like an ass for not saying anything. She was gone quite awhile and she didn't mean to scare them like that.
"Look, I'm sorry. I just forgot to return a book at the library and it was going to be overdue. I didn't mean to scare you." She says. Another lie. She has been lying a lot more lately ever since Brick has been in whatever trouble he has found himself in.
Buttercup seems to accept her answer. "Fine, just don't do it again." She says.
The trio chat for a little longer and then bid each other goodnight.
Blossom gets ready for bed and lets her mind wander back to Brick and his brothers. She can't imagine just up and leaving her sisters, so how could Brick do that to his brothers?
They are counterparts, while they have a handful of differences they have many similarities. Their siblings and being the leader of their respective team being one of them.
She also thinks about how Butch reacted and compares it to how Buttercup was acting a moment ago. Under their hard exterior, they still care tremendously. Likewise for Bubbles and Boomer with expressing their emotions.
So if Brick is like Blossom then he also feels the heat of being the leader that they need.
There is something bigger going on with Brick that has made him leave and that has made him exclude his brothers.
Blossom contemplates on whether or not she actually should be getting involved. Brick is intelligent, but the last time he came to her he nearly scared her to death in the condition he was in.
So once she turns herself into bed, she decides that she should at least look for him and keep up her end of the deal with Butch and Boomer.
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