Blossom

”Oh boys are way tougher than girls.”

Or “Ha girls are so much weaker than boys.”

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A common misconception used in this day and age. Which Blossom didn’t really care for. She knew it wasn’t true and Blossom was living proof of that. Heck even the female villains she fought were as well. Whether they had powers or not.

Normally Blossom always led with her head, instead of her heart. Since she was considered the logical one. Not to mention her sister Bubbles already did that. But after what Brick said to her in class today, she was more than ready to stop, taking the high road around him for once.

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“Oh my god I can’t believe you actually called her that!” Butch, Brick’s brother, laughed out loud.

Here, the three boys were hanging out by their lockers. Talking about Blossom of course.

Brick wiped away the mirthful tears falling from his eyes before retorting back. “Well it’s true. She’s just so frail and delicate all the time. It’s absolutely hilarious! Am I right Boomer?”

However his other brother didn’t answer. He appeared a bit worried. In fact, Butch had stopped laughing as well. Who also seemed worried. The both of them were looking right behind him. Which eventually made Brick turn around, only to see-

Blossom. Looking upset as ever. More so than the last few times he saw her in this sort of state.

She was practically shaking with rage. The bow blossom always wore couldn’t even compare to how red her face was. Colored in complete anger.

She jabbed her finger into Brick’s face and exclaimed. “Oh you think you’re so tough Brick? Well I’m going to prove you wrong. By smacking the absolute sh#t out of you in front of everyone! We fight after school, when the last bell rings. Outside in the courtyard. So you better be there.”