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 Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 5:07 pm
"Dangit!" she fake-cursed, not exactly being the most open in the way of swearing, before she all but flung the book she'd been 'trying' to read. That Brick was trying to keep a place in her head to drive her FREAKING CRAZY. If he was any brighter, she would have suspected him of having a voodoo doll and hiding somewhere, poking her brain with a finger using it as a medium.
But he wasn't that smart, so that notion had to be pushed out elsewhere. So what -was- it?
Blossom thought as hard as she could about the possible reasons she was mentally bitching about him in her head, before deciding that it was -probably- best for her to NOT think about it. Ha! Take that! One less victory in the general direction of HIIIIIIM.
Now, however, she had to think of a good way to keep her mind off of the worst distraction she could have. HMMM. Well! A nice walk -somewhere- would have probably been a good start, so that's where she'd start.
Pushing herself up from the floor in the middle of the living room, Blossom, in as chipper a way as possible, without seeming forced, trotted over to the hallway and to the front flap, wiggling her way through it and out onto the porch.
There was so -MUCH- outside for her to go venture into, where did she -start-?
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 5:26 pm
HMMMMM!!!
.... hmmm...
Nope. Mentally willing his wings to cooperate with him was not helping him one bit; he willed himself to fly, and yet each time he jumped off the bloody roof, he'd crash and land head first on the ground with a loud thud and howled, "Ow, s**t THAT HURT!" not to mention the fact that after force-landing he had to climb back up the water pipe (sulking heavily) to his training spot again to repeat the process.
This was the fourth time he'd climbed up that very pipe and as such, the male feli grumbled softly, his knuckles cracking as he fisted his paws. Yet still, his wings seemed to ignore his commands. He'd think 'flap' and though they would flap, they wouldn't 'fly'. He was about to give up for the day when he peeked over the edge and saw pink, that's when Brick decided that the day was, in fact, not lost. With a smirk, the Ruff took a couple of steps back, and launched himself over the roof, "CANON BALL!!" the words were howled with laughter as he tilted his bat wings, aiming to land right smack on top of Blossom.
Whether he succeeded or not, the feli then smiled up innocently at the female, "Yoh thar!" the words were meant to sound innocent before he smirked and used his hooked tail to lift her skirt, "I see london, I see france~~" he sang songed as he moved his paws. Mature much?
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 5:38 pm
CANON BALL
Oh dear lord, that couldn't have meant anything good. Blossom winced as the battlecry was shouted, before -slowly- turning her head to see what was to happen, just in time to get a FACE full of her favorite (term used loosely) idiot, both crashing into the porch while the fae attempted to wiggle herself free. If she hadn't been so dead-set against falling to Brick's level, she probably would have been swearing through the entire process.
So instead she just bit her tongue in wiggled free, grumbling under her breath about timing and whatnot.
-SPEAKING- of timing......
"HEY!" she shrieked, swatting at Brick's tail, before fixing her skirt back to how it had been. Her panties were NONE of his business! At least, she didn't think so...? BAAAH. "I'll show -YOU- London and France!" she threatened, shaking a paw at him in a manner that was obviously rubbed off from Buttercup.
Oh dear lord, she was going to turn into her sister at that rate.
Now, she retreated, practically -LEAPING- over the steps of the porch to get away from her oh-so-horrid arch-nemesis, head held high in a 'HMPH' manner. Oh, she -so- wasn't talking to him.... she hoped.
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 6:23 pm
Boyish giggles followed Blossom as she leapt over the edge of the porch and padded onward; he'd meant to chomp his maw over her fist, but she'd been too fast (almost as if horrified with herself - lordy lord) in removing it from his general direction, "Heeeeey yah Blo-tard, where'r yah goin' anyhow?" leaping with feline agility over the porch too, the red clad male followed after her. After all, he reasoned, there was nothing else TO do anyhow, so why bother making up an excuse? His one brother was too busy sticking his nose in every hole he could find out of curiosity, and his other brother was being a b***h (never better said), so he reasoned that annoying the girl would do as a plan.
A pause as his smirk fell, his large red orbs lifting up towards the tall trees of the forest that lay beyond. The pause however, was short lived, and almost non existent before he ran to catch up to the female, "Yah know, for a girl hat boasts being so smart, yer pretty dumb; I figured you'd FIGURE that ignoring me only kinda makes me want to annoy you more, yah know?" a snort as the male leaned forward, not quite touching her, but leaning into her, "And if it helps I think your panties are VERY pretty, but I still think I pull your clothes off BETTER than you," and this said, he leaned in further and chomped his maw over her ear, drooling on it before pulling away, twirling and bowing.
Smirking, he lay the upper part of his body on the ground, his butt lifting up, tail waggling, for despite all said, he was still young, and play was play, even if it was twisted in his young mind still. It was a clear invitation to play, at least as far as actions went. What he hadn't noticed was the fact they were unconsciously going deeper and deeper into the woods with each step they took, "Betcha I'm faster than you," the cheeky grin was there even as he turned around and ran through the trees; he was well aware a dare... was something she'd not turn down.
Why?
Because that was just the way Blossom was. And amusingly enough, if there was someone that had spent a long time with her (despite how ironic this seemed) it was Brick; he knew what made her tick. The counter part was that she too probably knew what made him 'tick'.
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 6:37 pm
Blossom would of rolled her eyes if she hadn't been sworn to IGNORE Brick. As much as possible when the buttmunch was drooling on her ear. The red-head's expression went rather blank while the Rowdy Ruff salivated all over her poor auricle.
Ewwwwwwwwww. Brick-slobber.
Once he released her ear, she used both paws, balancing on her hind legs while she rubbed both of them back and forth with her ear between them to remove the slobber, only to get it on her paws. YUUUCK! She couldn't wipe them off on -HER-, she'd get all slobbery, and just putting them back on the ground would get them all mucky-gunky-NASTY. So she went with option number three:
She wiped the slobber off on Brick.
"Keep your fluids to yourself." she stated, crinkling her nose a bit, before resuming her lovely little trot, making a point to adjust her skirt first, in the name of paranoia that, yes, Brick could -still- see her panties. He was the -last- feli he wanted checking those out. The little jerk.
So while trying to regain her 'ignoring streak', Blossom continued into the forest. Ignoring, ignoring, ignori-.. CHALLENGE!! Oh, how she had to try and -NOT- accept it. You can do it Blossom! IGNORE HIM!
"Betcha you're not!" she said in return, starting after him at a dead-run.
Blossom - 0 Brick - 1
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 7:09 pm
HAHA, score! ******** yeah!
The though went through his head as he dashed through the woods, jumping over logs, and jumping over small river creeks. Amusing much? You betcha! It didn't matter whom won; not really. At this point, it wasn't about winning, Brick decided; it was about the wind that blew against him as he ran. It was about the way the mud flew in every possible direction when he skidded or jumped into a river bed. It was about the way the water splashed as he dove and popped out the other end, crawling up through the bed of dead leaves the trees had left.
It was about a million other little things which he couldn't even recall, but not about winning. Opening his maw, he allowed his tongue to hang out as he leaped over a puddle, water splashing everywhere as he giggled. THIS was fun. Screw flying for now; he could almost simulate flying if he ran fast enough! Turning his head, he looked to his right, where his instincts told him the female was running and then....
He tripped.
Not only did he trip, but he tripped GOOD.
The moment his gaze had slipped in Blossom's direction instead of looking up ahead and towards his path, he'd lost concentration. Needless to say his hind feet had gotten tangled up in some weeds, and the Ruff had gasped, tumbling forward and down a slope curled up in a ball. Thankfully, a tree stopped his fall down the hill, hi paw coming to grip his head, "OW s**t MY HEAD!" Ow indeed. His first reaction was rage; punch the tree, leaving a large mark against it's bark, almost as if it'd been to blame. His second reaction was to accept he'd 'lost'; he slowly flopped back on all four and looked up and about.
His last reaction was something akin to panic, yet not quite; where the bloody ******** hell WAS he?! They'd been running so much he had... no idea where he was. Looking around, only trees. Only trees. Trees, trees, and trees. And no Blossom. s**t.
Shitshitshitsdfgsdfg.
Despite his natural arrogance, one of the male's ears flopped down, the other perking as a brow did likewise. The word was at the tip of his tongue, yet he dare not say it. In fact, it took him a whole minute to open his maw, "Blossom...?" the word was said softly as his paw raised to caress his cheek, a bloodied gash going down from his eye to his jaw bone. That would hurt later on, he figured. He'd need a new plaster. UGH (it was not a coincidence the red ruff seemed to wear one on his cheek almost permanently).
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 7:28 pm
Blossom couldn't help but grin as she raced between the trees, also losing sight of the fact that it was a 'race' and that her aim was to get past Brick.. whom she'd also lost sight of. NOT THAT SHE REALLY CARED IF HE GOT LOST. 'cause Y'know. They weren't -friends- or anything. Nope! Not at all!
However, as graceful as all things occur, Blossom used a log as a 'springboard', now catching too much air (afterall, her wings didn't exactly fold up like Brick's did... Blossom - 0 Brick - 2), before making a sort of semi-crash-landing and off into the distance somewhere behind where the Ruff had made a -lovely- tumble of his own.
WEE.
After rolling a bit, Blossom -finally- came to a stop, seeming to wheel as she sat up. Had it been a cartoon, she -would- have gotten the swirly eyes while she suffered from vertigo. "Woooaaaaaahhhhhh.." she groan, covered in all sorts of NATURE, before stumbling to her feet and probably everywhere else while she recovered from the trip.
Blossom...?
Her ears perked a bit as she -thought- she heard her name, head turning towards where she thought it had come from, waiting to see if she heard it again. When it wasn't repeated, she shook her head a bit, attempting to regain her poor brain (and look! She was covered in DIRT! She'd have to change when she got back..) and went stumbling off, in the opposite direction of Brick's location, in order to locate him.
HMMM...
Blossom - -1 Brick - 2
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 10:13 am
Another pause, his flopped ear perking up ever so slowly after the words were released, almost as if hoping for a yelled insult, there was none however. Silence. And trees. And no Blossom.
Grumping slightly under his breath, the male turned his fiery gaze at the tree and glared at it; had he still kept his powers, he'd have blown it up with his laser eyes. As it was however, he was somewhat hopeless, and instead opted for scratching the living s**t out of it, "All your fault! ALL OF IT!" with each word, he scratched and mauled at the tree's bark, leaving long gashes, however, by the time the poor tree had been deprived of the bark and it's inside wood was exposed, Brick had calmed down, sitting down as he looked at his claws that were not extremely well sharpened.
That had felt good. Like woa good.
Wiggling his fingers, he stared at his claws; he'd never thought to sharpen them. Some things about this body still stumped him, like the way his tail and ears would react and show what he was feeling, and the fact his wings would seemingly not work like they were supposed to. Brick no added a sharpening-my-claws-feels-good file inside his mind, and feeling somewhat reassured, finally looked up from where he sat. Still trees, silence and no Blossom. He was particularly bothered over the last part of the statement, however, his mind never went into why it bothered him. Never did it occur to him that this might be something he wanted to pause and think over.
Brick wasn't like that. Act first, think later. Or never.
Either way, he was more prone to action, and as such, he stood and folded his ears back, "OI, BLOSSOM!" the words were bellowed, however, this time where was an answer in the form of a twig snapping. Instantly the male pounced and .... landed on a muddied, dirtied, pink power puff, whom looked like she'd taken a ride in one of those country fair things. She looked almost sick, and extremely dizzy; still flopped over her, pinning her without shame at all, the male arched a brow, "Where the ******** were you? And where the ******** are we now?" a pause, "You listenin'? Oi!" frowning, he leaned forward and pressed his nose against hers, "Wakey, wakey Power poop!" he chanted, "'Cuz I kinna think we're lost, you and me."
That would've sounded more amusing to his own ears had it only been her, really. Or maybe not. Actually, he wasn't that sure...
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 11:43 am
Again, Blossom turned her head towards where she thought she was hearing her name from, ears swiveling to face the same direction. This was followed by a half-step towards it, a twig snapping under one paw. For about two seconds she was thinking she'd just heard something again.... before the red blur of DEATH came out of nowhere and tackled her back down to the ground.
WHAM.
"OW!" she protested, secretly wondering in her head if she'd just landed on something pointy, because her side -sure- did hurt. Turning her head to leer at Brick for the 'favor' while he spoke. 'Wow', she observed mentally, 'he swears a lot.' Thus another reason for her to NOT do so. She leaned away from him as he pressed his nose to hers, doing her best to remove her snout from the same general vicinity as his, shoving her paw against his face in an attempt to push him off of her, before she shuffled back up to her feet.
Fixing her skirt first (for there would be no more london and france guided tours today!), Blossom looked over to Brick. "Well, I would think that's a bit of a 'no duh'." She lifted a paw and motioned about with it. "All we've got is trees that look like every -OTHER- tree t'go off of with location." After a moment of thinking, she then jabbed a paw in Brick's general direction in an accusing manner.
"First you got my sisters and your brother lost, now you got -us- lost! The only feli you haven't gotten lost in the last DAY is Boomer!" she accused, doing the typical thing of laying all blame on Brick. Afterall, that's what he was there for.
That made her feel -much- better, now that she could set that notion to one side and now focus her efforts on a way to find a way out of there. She did -not- want to be stuck in a cave in a forest for the rest of her life! Oh dear, the thought was horrible. Because she'd be stuck with -BRICK- of all felis........
The thought definately made her brain hurt.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 12:19 pm
"Oh, shut it, princess," the words were sneered as she shoved him off; he complied and jumped off her boy as her paws pushed, "I didn't get us lost; you did that all on your lonesome. LET'S GO TAKE A STROLL THROUGH THE FOREST!" a snort at this point before he brushed his clothes off (they were beyond repair at this point though; the mud, water, and .... nature that clung to them had started to make the red look more brown than anything else), "I just followed you, 'member?"
A pause followed as he took in Blossom's words, however, for some reason, he found them to be extremely funny at this point, "Yeah, well, Boomer doesn't need any help with that, come to think about it... he does that on his own kinda well," snickers followed his statement, his mind probably losing the fact she was accusing him again (she did that so often it'd become second nature; the night's here! BRICK IT'S YOUR FAULT! Time's up; DAMN BRICK! IT'S HIS FAULT! - it was probable the male only partially listened to the accusations by now).
Ignoring her rampage of claims, the male did something atypical and paused to think; he blocked her out of his mind and peeked around them, his red orbs taking in the scenery, which... hadn't really changed all that much. Trees and more trees. But now, there was no silence, and Blossom WAS here. A sigh escaped his throat for seemingly no reason, however, it sounded somewhat as if he were sighing in relief. After a moment, he finally smirked at her, "Yeah well, I dunno 'bout you, babe, but I'm unbeatable," he winked at this and stood on all four, his nose wiggling in the air as he attempted ton use his feline instincts to find something or other that'd help him.
With absolutely no result.
He pressed his nose to the ground and sniffed, recoiling back suddenly, placing both his paws on his maw suddenly, "TOO much ******** information; I did NOT need to know what a BEAR had been doing right there just hours ago, EW," his tongue hung from his maw, his mind not registering that what he'd said... was handy information, if not frightening information, "Looks like it's gonna grow dark soon though," a smirk at this point, "Betcha I can see in the dark better than you can!"
He was, after all, unbeatable, and this was, after all, just a game. At least, that's what the Ruff thought. But then again, he lacked something called 'common sense'.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 12:40 pm
Grumble grumble. Blossom had to admit he had a point with the fact that it was her that had decided to go on a walk.. but.. "Hey, nobody told you to tag along, buttmunch." she growled back at him. "And if I recall, -YOU- were the one who wanted to race." she added, waving a paw at him in a 'I know all' sort of manner. "So technically, it was -you- who got us lost, not me. I knew where I was going until then."
Hmph.
However, she seemed to notice that Brick was far from paying attention to her, instead sniffing at the ground. 'Woof woof', she thought mentally, before starting to walk away from him in a haughty manner. Whatever he was doing made him look extremely silly. However, unlike Brick, Blossom didn't have the talent to block-out his voice, as annoying as it was. She cursed that inability greatly.
Again, another challenge. Oh, how she could -only- imagine what would happen as a result of this one. It made her angry that in this sort of situation, he was challenging her to a game when they were -TRYING- to get unlost. Well, -she- was at least.
Picking up the nearest throwable object, Blossom chucked it at him, aiming to -try- and hit him in the forehead, before shaking her head. "Brick! Shove your games where the sun don't shine. This is -NOT- the time." she hissed, fur puffing up around her collar.
Now that she was finished with her tantrum, the Puff went back to walking off. She figured if she walked in one direction long enough she'd -eventually- walk right out of the forest.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 1:20 pm
Arching a brow, the male lifted his head up high, brushing his nose with his paw, "Yah know, they say DE-NILE is a river in Egypt, princess; I think you should go check it out one day-" he never got to finish his sentence; the rock she'd tossed his way hit him square on his forehead, causing him to lose his balance and fall back, "OW, s**t! THAT HURT!" his paw came to rub at his fore head, which now displayed a gash that resembled the one down his cheek, "What the ******** wrong with you anyhow?!"
There was no pause as the male stood up and launched himself at the female, spreading out his paws, claws unsheathed (and now actually sharp!) as he aimed to land on her. Whether he rolled on the ground with her, or not, he then aimed his maw to bite at her neck, but seemed to stop short of doing this attack, growling instead as he pulled back. His ears flopped back against his head, his pelt bristling as he sat down.
He didn't even notice his cap had blown straight off his head as he'd pounced, instead he shoved the Puff aside, brushing against her and sat down, looking at his face in a near by puddle; sure enough, the blood had by now started to slide over his right eye, forcing it shut. The sound that rumbled through him was somewhere between a snarl and a growl, though he kept his maw closed; I'm unbeatable, he told ******** didn't look very unbeatable right now though; he was muddied up, he had two gashes on his face, and he had no cap. Grumble grumble. Turning to bare his fangs at Blossom, Brick hissed, "Wake up call, b***h; night's coming, and walking in one direction without knowin' where you're going is DUMB. The forest extends for miles and miles around in a few directions; picking the wrong one is suicide!" he snatches his cap from where it'd fallen and turned to glare at her, his voice almost dripping with acid, "I don't know you, babe but I rather stay cheerful than be a cranky witch. I also don't know about YOU but I'm going to find a high point to figure out where I am before walking."
This said, he stood and walked away from her. He was mumbling something under his breath akin to 'stupid girls' before he looked up a random tree, clung to it and began to try to climb it. He'd show her. He'd get home before her.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 3:17 pm
Blossom 0 Brick 1
Woo! The score was sort of evening out again! At least, in Blossom's head it was. Well, for all of four seconds, it was, before she was tackled back down to the ground, shrieking all the while, since that was the sound effect girls were -supposed- to make when they got tackled down.
Had it been anybody else, Blossom actually would have been -frightened- by the attack, but instead she recovered from it quickly, again fixing her skirt, before giving Brick a semi-dirty glare. Only semi because he wasn't worth the full effort more than that would have required.
She had to catch herself as Brick shoved her to one side, frowning a bit, before shrugging it off. Blossom glanced at Brick over one shoulder, before crinkling her nose a bit. He was -such- a boy. Well, no duh on that one, she had to figure.
"You -think- I didn't notice the fact that the SUN IS GOING DOWN oh -MIGHTY ONE-? And at least I was doing -something- besides STANDING THERE." she pointed out, but couldn't help seeing the logic in what Brick said, decided to flop onto the ground and wait for him to finish whatever he was doing.
Afterall, she could just follow him back, she figured.. and -someone- needed to be there when he fell out of the tree and needed to realign his SPINE for him.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 3:40 pm
A snort escaped his maw at the girl's words, "Dumb b***h," the words weren't yelled, but said instead with acidic anger as he turned to glare at her over his shoulder, "If you did know the sun's setting, then that just makes you twice as stupid. If you're all that ******** smart, why don't you keep on walking, power-tard?" this was all said as he dug his claws into the bark, climbing up the tree with feline grace. Amusingly enough, the ruff was quite a good climber (this obviously had nothing to do with him having practiced by climbing the house water pipe or anything, earlier D; really), "You hate me, I hate you; so go on, be on your bloody way, girl! I wasn't STANDING I was TEASING you. Butch's right; I should just hit you till you shut the ******** up."
This said, he vanished up the tree trunk, his head moving the branches as he climbed up and up till he was near the top. And as he peeked his head over out of the leaves... all he could see was green. Butch would've liked it here; there was a ******** of green. He couldn't help but feel his heart sinking however; he was in the middle of a sea of green, and no matter where he looked, the outcome was the same. There was no indication to tell him which way to go, or which was was the feli house.
Swallowing, the male sat on that high up branch, his red gaze skidding from left to right, and then all around. There was nothing but trees. And a pissy, bitchy girl down bellow. Trees, or girl? Brick decided he was staying up there. Trees > pissy bitchy Blossom.
Looking back at his wings, he flapped them several times; maybe he could fly from tree to tree? He decided his ego'd been hurt already, his paw moving unconsciously to the bump that had grown on his forehead, making sure to wipe the blood away from his eye. So if he fell, it wasn't like he'd get get much more hurt (not like he'd not fallen off the house roof a few times before). So thus, he took a leap, spread his wings and....
Glided safely to the next try. SCORE 1 for BRICK! Booyah! His mind had already forgotten Blossom and the earlier fight, much too enthralled with this new game. Because that's all life was; fun and games. He took another deep breath and glided to the following tree, and then towards the next, however, when he landed on the fourth tree, the branch broke under his weight and the male gasped in time to drop through the branches, and into a bush, "OW s**t!!" it was becoming almost a mantra. Poking his head out the bush, the male let out a soft whine, "Ow that hurt...." rubbing his head, he glared up at the branches, then merely taking a last look in Blossom's way, he turned and walks on.
Whatever. It wasn't like she wanted him with her anyhow. Even when he was being nice for a change. He wondered if she knew she was the one being nasty. Talk about the tables being turned.
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 5:38 pm
Wiggling her toes while Brick loomed up in the tree, after a minute or so, she finally did the 'countdown' thing, as much as was possible with four toes and no thumb.
'Aaannnd... 4...3....2....1', she thought mentally, each number accompanied her curling up a digit, before the sound of crashing behind her alerted her to what she'd already known was coming. Brick making a crash-landing. Albeit not as close as she would have liked. "....?" she looked behind her in a curious manner, trying to assess where exactly the Ruff had landed.
On first glance, it seemed like he'd landed -nowhere-. However, when his head popped out of the bushes for a moment, Blossom shook her head a bit. Chances were he was swearing and probably blaming her for something or other. Wait... where was he going? Her pride told her that she should just let him walk off on his own. Afterall, he -was- just a stupid boy and she shouldn't give him any lead-way to tease her that she 'needed him'.
But at the same time, the idea of being lost by herself forever was sort of horrifying in it's own right. Afterall, being lost with bad-company was better than being lost alone and growing into a paranoid psycho who talked to trees and mutated into something that ate other felis. Maybe that was proof she had been watching too many movies (She was still mentally rocking back and forth going 'Inbred hill-billies, inbred hill-billies....'). Then again, she wasn't about to let Brick know some stupid HORROR FILM had scared her (even though it had.)
So, she voted to trot off after him, if only to make sure -he- didn't have to become to hermit of the forest or whatever else. "Hey! Where are you going without me?" she yelled, due to the distance between them, a pout on her face.
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