I’m doing a reds one-shot for once. They’re in highschool, they actually have fingers and stuff so yea, some fluff.
Blossom leaned against the principle’s desk, her bright pink eyes burning with suspicion and slight confusion. “See Blossom, Butch and Boomer have already arrived a couple of days back, since Brick here is now just here, I find it best that you…”
“Watch him?” Blossom finished, her gaze meeting a pair of blue eyes behind her. “Uh, excuse me, but I’m fully capable of taking care of myself,” Blossom’s counterpart intervened, his burning red eyes narrowed. “The only reason you’re here is because the mayor practically forced you here,” Blossom coolly replied. “I’m surprised you even came, although it was fairly late. Afraid that you might not meet up to the expectations?”
“I’m not going to meet up with the ‘expectations’, more realistically, I’ll go beyond them,” Brick bitterly replied, Blossom scoffing at such a comment before going towards the door. “I’ve set Brick on a different schedule, and if he causes any trouble, I’ll be sure to contact you, Miss Utonium,” The principle said shortly after.
Blossom nodded, keeping a firm gaze on Brick’s red glare. The principle being the brave soul she was dared to break the silence, a small smile spreading across her lips, “Ah, 2:34, the two of you should be heading home.”
Brick wet his lips briefly before he headed for the door, Blossom exiting first, a dark glance passing between them before she left, soon after was him. A faint “Have a good day,” was heard before the door was shut and they were on their way out the school.
Blossom’s lengthy red hair flew about, stray strands meeting with the cool winds. She could hear the rhythmic pattern of Brick’s steps a good six feet away, slightly irritating her as she could feel his dark gaze burning into her neck.
She pursued her lips, shattering the eerie silence as she parted her lips to speak, “Buttercup and Bubbles may have befriended Butch and Boomer, but those policies don’t apply to us, and I hope that’s clear.”
A small forced laugh escaped Brick’s lips, “Crystal.” She nodded, keeping her same pace as she patted at her beige and white sweater and clean jeans. She drowned slightly as she tugged at a loose thread, snapping it which seemed to have caught Brick’s attention.
It couldn’t have been that loud?
Wait, he had powers as well..
“Something’s wrong,” She finally muttered, spinning on her heel to face her counterpart dead in the eye. “Your brothers haven’t caused any trouble at all during their short time here. Why?” She queried, the need for an answer etching behind her smooth voice.
“Isn’t that a good thing?” Brick questioned as if it was obvious, shoving his hands into his Jean pockets. “I-I don’t know, you and your brothers have a reputation since you have.. matured, I understand you guys have grown up and all, but I would have thought you would still be.. criminals?” Blossom suggested, her pink gaze hardening.
“Why does it matter to you?” Brick questioned, slightly arching a brow. “That’s a very stupid question to ask,” Blossom retorted crossing her arms. “I’m a superhero, I get to the bottom of things. And you, my friend in which you are not, are the reason why.”
“Hah, find that hard to believe,” Brick sardonically muttered, his gaze starting to cool. “You avoided my question,” Blossom restarted smoothly uttered, lacing her arms together before her chest. “As did you,” Brick countered, her gaze didn’t even falter at the slightest.
“That was your opinion, not a question.”
“Why aren’t you here to cause chaos, madness, destruction? I appreciate the fact that you aren’t, but I don’t understand why.”
“What I’m hearing is that you want us to go back to being criminals, causing chaos, am I right?”
“You’ve ignored my question again.”
“Then what do you want me to say?”
That was it, Blossom curled her fingers around the collar if his shirt, bunching it up and dragging him down to eye level, barely a gap between them. “Why are you here?” she huskily whispered, his firm red gaze slightly faltered, startled by the sudden violence.
“Why can’t I be here?” He responded in the same tone, his teeth gritting against one another. “You can’t return to Townsville without a reason in mind, you and your brothers are criminals. Buttercup and Bubbles may have softened up on their counterparts, but I haven’t on mine.”
“So I’m 'yours’ now?” Brick restated, a smirk twitching at the tip of his lips. A faint blush managed to redden her face before she licked her lips and shook her head. “There’s no way I would have ever said that,” Blossom scoffed, her fist clenching tighter around his collar.
“Heh,” He gave a short laugh before mumbling something.
“Now what was that?” She questioned, quirking am eyebrow.
She learned forward, their cheeks gently pressing together as she whispered quietly into his ear, a strand of his red hair crushing against her forehead.
“I’d tell you the same thing, but you’d probably just feel at home.”
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