Buttercup Utonium doesn't know what it's like to have a boyfriend. So she just sat in sixth period, daydreaming. Her older brother Brick had no interest in asking her to stop daydreaming and go get a damn boyfriend already. A good thing he sat next to her.

"BC," Brick nudged her. It didn't work. "Butter-cup!" he yelled. She snapped out of her daze.

"What, Brick?" Buttercup mumbled. He rolled his eyes. "Class ended. It's time to go." she got up and followed Brick.

Buttercup and Brick both walked home. "Briiick..." Buttercup groaned.

"What?" he asked annoyed. Buttercup cocked an eyebrow at his tone. "Can I see Blossom tomorrow? We have a project due, so... yeah."

Brick just simply nodded and both of them arrived at their home. She quickly ran up to her room and plopped on her bed. The Professor wasn't here. He went to a science convention in Citiesville. Brick's probably talking to his girlfriend or eating food. Maybe both.

Buttercup sighed. "I wonder what it's like to have a perfect boyfriend..." and on cue: two angels appear in front of her. Two male angels, one year older than her, maybe brothers.

"Who are you?" she asked, confused. The two angels smiled. Buttercup cocked an eyebrow at the two.

"We're your guardian angels, Buttercup." the blonde one said.

"Guardian angels?" she whispered. Then she smirked to herself and turned her gaze to the side. "A chance!" she mouthed at nothing, then faced the angels in front of her.

The black haired one raised his eyebrow. "Buttercup, my name is Butch and this idiot here is Boomer."

"Hey!" he felt offended. Butch just wiped the comment away.

"Boomer, shush! Brick might come in and see you two!" Buttercup screamed/whispered.

He just rolled his eyes, "Right, sorry." he whispered.

"Anyways, we're here to guard you. Cuz that is what guardian angels do." Butch continued. At the sight, Buttercup has eyes on the black haired angel. Boomer noticed and grinned.

"Well, Buttercup, the three of us are going to have some fuun!" Boomer exclaimed/whispered. Butch and Buttercup blinked at Boomer. "What?" he asked.

"Nothing, just nothing at all." Buttercup forced a smile on her face.

Then someone knocked on her door. "Hey Buttercup! It's me, Blossom! Can I come in?"

Her eyes widened. "Guys, can you hide?" she whispered

Both of them looked at each other. Then ran for the closet. "Yes, come in Blossom!"

"Hey," Blossom greeted.

"Hi, so I was thinking that we can make concrete for science?"

Buttercup smiled forcefully. "That sounds great." Blossom smiled too. Then she made a small groan.

Blossom noticed. "What's wrong, Buttercup?" she asked. "Huh? Oh nothing. Just excited!" Buttercup faked her enthusiasm. Blossom just grinned. "Great! I'll be back tomorrow!" and left, shutting the door behind her.

"Guys, she's gone." the two angels came out. "Ugh, it was cramped in there." Butch complained. Boomer smacked him upside the head. Butch rubbed his sore temple. "Now you think I'm an idiot, do you?" Boomer tormented his older brother. Buttercup just snickered at the siblings.

"Maybe I do. Maybe I don't." Butch waved his hand in front of Boomer's face. He swatted it away. "Um, hello?" Buttercup got their attention.

"What?" Both of them said at the same time. She gave both of them a death glare. "Stop with the stupid quarreling. Aren't you two supposed to watch over me rather than fight all the time?"

"Ehhh..."

She glared at Butch. "Whatever. Now what time is it?"

Boomer looked at Butch. "Well, why don't you look at the alarm clock? It's right next to you, so why ask me sweet Buttercakes?"

He snickered. Buttercup looked at him. "Boomer. Please. Stop. Laughing." he stopped snickering at the two and faced the wall. "Thank you." Buttercup faced Butch. "Now you."

He raised his hands up in defense. "What did I do?" he questioned her.

"You better not follow me around like a stalker."

"Isn't that our job?" Butch pointed out.

Her eye twitched. Okay, she felt like she's gonna explode. But calmed down in seconds. Butch was definitely getting on her nerves. Even if he's a heavenly angel. Boomer, in her opinion, can he babyish and sometimes tough. But she has a certain liking to one of the angels in her room. Boomer or Butch? She doesn't know. Buttercup likes both of them. She was still thinking about no experience with a boy before.

Butch looked at her. She was daydreaming again. "Butters?" No answer. "Buttercup?" Ignored. "BUTTERCUP!" Now she replied with a small growl. He smirked. "Hey, didn't you hear?"

"What?" she was irked by him. "Your brother's calling you to come down." Butch again smirked. "Oh shit!" and ran out the door. Butch and Boomer were the only two left in the room.

"How much days do we have to guard her?" Boomer asked.

Butch looked up. "Depends on what the council thinks." he replied, still not looking at Boomer.

Buttercup sat on the couch. Brick was lecturing her about... Actually, she doesn't even care.

"Buttercup, do you get it?" Brick asked her.

She woke up from her nap, "Huh? Oh yes." she replied sarcastically and drowsily. Brick sighed. "Were you even listening?"

"Nope!" Buttercup said popping the 'p'. He groaned.

She wondered how the two boys are doing right now...

"Hey, Boomer."

"Yeah?"

"What time is it?"

Boomer glanced at the clock "8:19 p.m."

Butch plopped on Buttercup's bed. "It's sooo hard to be an angel." he complained. Boomer rolled his eyes. "Hey, I know!" Boomer chirped.

He looked up. "What?" Boomer grinned devilishly. "Oh come on! I don't like her!"

Boomer thinks that Butch is in denial. He always thinks that. "Really? Because if I go and date her right now, what will you do?" he retorted. Butch gasped dramatically like in dramas.

"You won't."

"Yes, I will if you don't reveal your feelings right now. Also, if you don't you'll regret it for the rest of your freaking life."

Butch sighed in desperation. "Boomer, you finally learned how to use your head."

"Damn it! I always did!" he whispered/yelled at Butch who was playing with his hair. He noticed, "Girly." he muttered.

Butch looked at Boomer. "What ya call me?"

"Nothing."

"Yeaahh. Suuuree..." he sarcastically said.

"I TOLD YOU!" both of them jumped when they hear Buttercup yelled at Brick.

"LIES!" Brick yelled back.

Both angels won't yell back because they might give away their guard if Brick found out.

"Shut up!" Butch silently yelled at them.

It became quiet.

"Boomer," Butch called. Boomer looked up. "Yeah?"

"I finally know who I like."

"Who?"

"The girl we're currently guarding."

"Damn, are you serious?" Boomer went wide-eyed.

Butch nodded at the blonde. Buttercup came back inside. "Hey, chill out, girl." Butch said to her.

"You heard that, didn't you?" Buttercup seemed embarrassed. Butch and Boomer nodded.

Butch stood up. "What were you doing?"

"Well, we were fighting over something so little." Buttercup explained and jumped on her bed. She laid flat. The two boys watched her. But they weren't stalkers, just plain angels.

"Hey, you should go to sleep now Buttercup." Butch suggested.

"Um okay." she started drifting to sleep.

Butch brushed hair off of her face. He thought of her as a delicate flower that needs water. Boomer stood and watched the moment. He smirked.

"What're you looking at?" Butch whispered.

Boomer let the question slide. "Nothing, just nothing."

Butch was still looking at his little flower sleeping.

"Buttercup's so cute when she's sleeping." Butch whispered to himself.

"Shut the hell up," Buttercup mumbled to him. Butch just grinned. Boomer, still enjoying it.

Great. Day. Ever.