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This will be a Butch/Buttercup pairing. I might add a little, Blossom/Brick Bubbles/Boomer later, who knows

Also: Please excuse any spelling/punctuation mistakes. Enjoy!

(- Buttercup -)

I thought I was being a total genius, when I decided to wear my combat boots under my dress. They could make me wear this stupid dress, and make me do my hair, but god forbid; I'm not touching their stupid heel shoes.

Yet that didn't happen, course not, what are sisters for?

See, this is when having two sisters becomes a shitty situation. After visiting the professor, I went to go get my crap from its hiding spot so I could go get ready, for the annual Spring Masquerade Ball. As I pulled the dress out from my duffel back, I noticed something that wasn't there before. Two black heel shoes sitting right there atop my precious boots!

Now I'm not one to be grossed out easy, but those disgusting heels were touching MY boots! Of course, my sisters had spent way to much time in my company when I actually lived at home, and my smart ass ways and remarks rubbed off on them, which I'm still trying to figure out that that is a good thing.

Anyways, atop those dorky heels was a piece of paper, I could tell It was bubble's handwriting, she's the only one that has loopy handwriting, and dots her I's with hearts.

You must wear these

Or what, I thought to myself, sure enough, I flipped it the paper over

Or else!

So that brings me to the present, here I am climbing hundred, upon hundred of stairs, in these stupid black high heels, as if holding the folds of my skirts up isn't enough work, trying to not trip in these stupid things. So since, I do have super powers, I must not let them go to waste, so instead of burning more carbs then I eat in a day on those stupid stairs, I'm floating up the red carpet, it's a good thing this dress is so long, its actually kind of pretty, even though I wouldn't admit it to anyone, it's a green dress, and the bottom part of the dress, what's it called? The skirt part, has a mixture of forest green and an almost slime green, I like it. Like I was saying, it's a good thing it's so long; nobody seems to be noticing that I'm floating up the stairs to the ball room.

I've only been in the ball room once, and that was when I was ten or so, and was thrown into it by some monster attacking Townsville. I didn't really pay attention to it much, but I mean who would, when there's a several hundred foot dinosaur like monster stomping around outside, trying to beat you down. All I remember was that the floor was marble, I remember that most because the cold polished marble floor felt very good against my bloody and sweaty face, and that the room seemed to have the theme of gold.

The outside of the ball room, is made of white brick and seems to have a Greek theme to it, but I couldn't tell you, I've never been good at the smart stuff.

By the glass doors, there are several of them, two guys stand on each side of the door welcoming people, a couple of them seem familiar, I wonder if anyone remembers me. They have to... How easy can you forget one of the power puff girls?

I smile at one of them, and he smiles back, but I don't think he knows who I am.

Duh, Buttercup, you have a mask on. Sometimes I think I've totally lost my brain. Or maybe this mask is fucking with my brain waves. At least it's not as ugly as some of these masks. Then again mine cost only a couple of bucks, I couldn't afford all that glittery feathery shit some of these chicks are wearing, Mines just a simple black mask that covers the area around my eyes.

Princess just walked by me, she didn't even notice me, still the same bitch she was when I was here. She's wearing a white strapless dress, but at the bottom of the skirt, is a mixture of different colors. That's not mentioning the fact that she has her boobs nearly popping out of her dress. She still has that curly red hair, which is topped off by a crown, filled with jewels, but I see that's not the only jewelry she has got, her fingers are sporting some expensive looking rings, I bet if I sold one of those I could pay the rent to my apartment for a couple years! She seems taller too, but I'm guessing she has got some kick ass high heels under that dress.

I can hear my own heels clicking against the marble floor of the ball room, but I don't think anyone else hears, them, because they don't have the super hearing, but the music is very loud. The floor looks the same, and the walls and ceiling are golden. The ceiling is cool; it's a dome kind of ceiling, made outta glass. There are some golden dragon statues hanging off of some ledges on the wall. They look cool.

I don't see anybody I know; well I see the Mayor and Miss. Bellum along with the mayor's wife sitting up on the stage that's across the room. No body seems to be dancing, just milling around trying to find friends, under all these masks. I promised to meet Blossom and Bubbles by the door, but the dancing is supposed to start soon, so I will have to take my place in line for the little switching partners dance. I know I'm not going to find either of them in this dance, so I might as well give up. Both are bringing their boys.

Boomer and Brick.

Ha! What ugly ass names, and they are rowdy ruff boys too. I wonder why they aren't melting from the kisses. When Blossom wrote and told me, Bubbles and she were going out with their counterpart from the Rowdy Ruff boys, I near choked on the water I had been drinking at the time. I wrote her back asking her how she could so easily forget how they called us names and tried to kill us, she wrote back telling me they changed, after Mojo Jojo left town, they became good, even helped save Townsville once. Once. Sure whatever.

I only have gone to one Spring Ball besides this one, and I didn't enjoy it. Why am I here again? Oh yah, Blossom said I need to come back and spend time with my roots. What ever the fuck that means. What happened last time was that those with partners danced on the left side of the room, while on the other side those without partners. So on the right side; everyone would gather in a circle, the girls on the outside, boy inside. And you would dance to what ever song was playing and then the boys would move to their right to the next person, until the night was over or until you found a partner. Then you moved and joined the rest of the people on the left. At the last ball I never got a partner, and my feet were killing me after Mitch kept stepping on them, hopefully things will go better.

I'm taking a spot next to Princess, to see if she will say anything to me, or even notice me. She hasn't noticed me so far, but I've noticed her feathery face mask with jewels and whiskers is supposed to be a cat. Really that doesn't match her at all; she's a bitch so she needs a dog... I take that back, a Pussy Cat fits her perfect.

A couple people in the circle already have someone standing in front of them, neither Princess nor I do. I wonder if I should start to worry.

I turn around and look over to the left side of the room where the already couple are dancing to the music is playing in the background. I can see the end of a pink dress between a couple pairs of legs but I can't tell if it is Blossom.

Some blonde haired guy in a black tux and white mask just took the spot in front of Princess. She seems to be excited considering she's purring and running her highly manicured hand down his chest, but she likes every guy. Can barely keep her legs closed, her flirting right now is nothing.

I'm bored, and the dance hasn't even technically started yet. I notice there is a large clock hanging above the stage and from where I'm standing I'm facing it. It's 8:57, three minutes and the dancing starts, and I still don't have a partner. I watch as the clock ticks until it is 9:00 and the room is silence, the mayor gets up to explain the dancing areas, even though everybody here already knows. And here I am still partner less.

YES!

Saved by mystery man! Someone just took the spot in front of me. Now I can stop sweating because I'm nervous, and continue sweating because this mask is irritating.

I can't tell who it is. He has in a black suit, just like all the other boys here, and he has a pink mask on. Ha pink...I'm loving his mask, applause to him for actually wearing it.

I just got his glance and he just gave me a goofy grin. I give a silent chuckle and turn my attention back to the major, who just finished his speech. The band starts up, and I take a step forward putting my hand in his and my other on his arm.

I've never been a good dancer, but even though, I've been able to enjoy it. I feel the surge of excitement go through me as the mystery man and I twirl around, my skirt swinging behind me. It's just so... fun... And I can't hold back any longer, and I let a laugh escaped my painted lips.

Mystery Man seems to be surprised but he's smiling to, so I haven't offended him, yet. I catch sight of the people on the left, twirling along with the music, twirled by their partner. I glance over at princess; I'm guessing she was never taught how to dance properly to this kind of music, she has her back to her partner with his arms wrapped around her, yet that's not as disturbing as she continues to grind her ass into him.

Everything's going great.

Scratch that, my foot has just been crunched underneath my Mystery Man's foot. I let out a small whimper and my Mystery man looks down at my feet then back up, a blush painting his cheeks.

"I'm so sorry Buttercup!" he said spinning me around.

"It's ok..." I manage to say, my foots going to explode...

Wait. He just said Buttercup. He knows me? I don't know him. Who is he? How does he know me?

"How did you know it was me?" I ask, the numbness is leaving my foot. "Well I remember that whimper from anywhere, I'm sure you remember that certain ball where I murdered your feet." He says with a smirk. "Mitch?" I ask, No way, is that Mitch, the annoying little brat who I used to play with, and who also killed my feet dancing!? "The one and only." He says, "So Butterbutt, we missed you, what have you been up to?"

How does he remember that? That was so kindergarten, what a horrible nickname, how does her remember shit like that?

"I've been in CitiesVille, chilling out." I say were both smirking like idiots, maybe we actually are idiots. Well he hadn't ever really been that smart. So maybe I've become an idiot. Who knows?

"Cute mask, Mitch." I can see his cheeks turning a shade of red, from anger or embarrassment, I don't know.

"Stuff it, I didn't know we had to get a mask, I thought they were providing them, and I had to run out to the store quick today, and all they had left, was this stupid mask."

"No other masks?" I'm trying not to laugh, even though Mitch doesn't seem to be the same asshole he was when I left, he is still the lazy bum he was. And his laziness just came and bit him in the ass.

"No, there were other masks, but feathers and pink just isn't my style." Yup it's embarrassment.

I laugh, cant help it.

"Shut up Butterbutt!" he snaps

Touché.

"Couldn't help it" I chuckle.

I can tell the song is ending soon, Mitch knows too. Maybe we aren't idiots after all.

"It was cool talking to you Butthead." "Sure, whatever, Mullet Head." I laugh, as the song comes to an end. He walks to the next person, and then I get blonde boy from Princess.

The Music is starting again, were dancing but, he's not really into it, I think he's in shock from dancing with Princess, I bet the heifer stepped on his foot. And with her shoes, she must have punctured his shoe. Probably his foot too, because man this boy couldn't dance for shit. He's making Mitch look like a God, my poor feet, Ill probably have to go to Hallmark and get them a card, if I ever want to use them again.

Scratch that.

It's the boobs. Just like her boobs, his eyes are popping out. Why do I have him as partner?! This is hell, he keeps staring, and I swear there is drool dripping out of his wide open mouth. Hope the song ends soon, I don't want to get drool on this dress, and I'm just borrowing it from my girl, Beck. Boy, the gangs going to have a riot when they hear about Townsville, it will just further more convince them that this is more Loserville.

Out of the corner of my eye I can see Princess, Smushing herself against her latest victim. Poor boy... Poor boy...

Blonde Boy just left. Good my feet are screaming, well not really but, because they were stepped on they are yelling with pain, ok I'm going to stop now.

I seriously shouldn't have token the spot next to Princess, she ruining all the guys. My new partner, this tall tan guy, is in shock also, but at least he speaks.

"Do you know her?" He asks, I wonder who he's referring to. Could it be the Hippo to my right? "Who?" Play innocent, it works in the movies.

"Umm, what's her name? My last dance partner, I think... it's Princess." No kidding, you must be the only nerd in town who doesn't know her name by heart.

"Yes, I do, if you don't mind, Why is it that you ask?" I hope he noticed my bat my eyes and use that sickening sweet voice, why did I do it? One, I'm bored, Two, he's not talking, Three, Why the fuck is he asking about that little bitch?

"Oh, I just wanted to know, she gets a little crazy on the dance floor, if you know what I mean." He just wriggled his Furry eyebrows. That was disturbing; he should have gotten a mask that covers his whole face, instead of one like mine. And what the fuck does he mean she gets a little crazy, if you know what I mean?

Oh yes Mr. Pervert, I do know how she dances, IM STANDING NEXT TO HER. She dances like she's having sex, why anyone would want to though is beyond me, the little brat is only liked for her silicone.

I remember before I left, she told me I would look so great, and be such a guy magnet if I just got implants, bitch please, I prefer my own. Whatever, back to the innocent act.

"No, not really, I'm not quite sure..." Why don't you explain Mr. Pervert?

"She just dances, wild, not at all going with this classical music, maybe that's one of the reasons I love her." Yup, join the fan club nerd. You and the rest of the male population at one time or another have fallen for her devious ways.

Scratch Devious

Slutty Ways.

Finally the songs ended, I can only take so much of one guy, none the less talking about Princess. Maybe the next guy is different.

Maybe the next guy will be better. Talk, Talk, Talk. About Princess and that's it. I tried to hint that maybe I don't want to talk about the tramp, but he keeps talking.

Its times like these when I want to rip out my eyes and fuck with my eardrum, so I wouldn't have to listen to this Princess shit. I don't even know this guy, and he's talking about getting in her pants! And even if I did know him, I wouldn't want to hear about him trying to get in any girls pants much less Princess.

That's just wrong. Better luck, hopefully, with the next dude.

Course not, Not talking about Princess is a sin, if I half a mind, id go beat that bitch up right now, she's ruining my dancing, and she must throw all those boys she dances with off track, because the only place they are able to step is on my feet!

I give up. After the next guy, I'm getting the hell out of here, maybe I can find Blossom or Bubbles, id even settle for Mitch.

If I had half a mind I would have given each one, excluding Mitch because I have a soft spot for that smartass, a swift kick in the groin, but then I probably would have been kicked out of Townsville for good this time. It would have been worth it, it's not like I don't have somewhere to go, Beck and the girls, would take care of me. They would have to us Chemical X Chicks got to stick together. Beck and the gang wouldn't ever ban me from my home, which is no longer Townsville, they wouldn't kick me out like some people, who shall go named, Blossom and Bubbles, and I'm still trying to figure out how I forgave them.

Note to self: Check Memory for reason of Blossom and Bubbles forgiveness.

Oh my goody goody gosh. Princess just left with her new partner. YES

Alleluia.

That means my next partner will have talked to her but after that, its Princess free! I love it! Maybe this isn't so bad!

He's coming the last princess stained partner. And he is taking his sweet fucking time too. Will the Ass hurry up! The music is already started, its already 10:20 I only have an hour and half till I got to catch a ride back to the City.

What's taking so long? Wait... He's... Floating... I wonder, maybe he's an Chemical X child too?

Wow. He's kinda cute. Well... He IS cute. Kinda. Whatever.

He just smiled at me. And he just grabbed my hand, and its not sweaty like the past couple of guys!

He has got the usual black suit, but a green shirt under it, and a green mask on. He has really dark hair, black hair, so... He is cute.

And he smells nice too. I wonder who it is, hope it's not like Mitch, where an old classmate pops out of no where and knows who you are. It's kinda weird. I'm not going to say anything, ill let him make the first move, because it seems the minute I open my mouth, its like I'm saying 'Talk about Princess,'

It has been a couple of minutes. The Dumbass isn't going to say anything is he?! I don't have all night. It's already 10:23.

"Where you from?" About Fucking time Asshole! "I don't think I know you? "What so you know everyone in town?" I ask, I wonder if he noticed the irritation. "For your information, I do, Buttercup." He's smirking.

Oh no! Who is this guy? He's the second guy to know me! None of the other losers knew me, only him and Mitch.

"Do I know you?" Who is he?! I don't like it when people know me but I don't know them. Chill Buttercup... Just breathe in and out, in, out, in out...

"What you don't like the nickname Buttercup? Fine its Sweet Cheeks then." He is still smirking.

Good he doesn't know me, and his stupid smirk Is bothering me! A couple backhands and ill rid him of that smirk for the rest of his life. No ONE, I repeat NO ONE calls me any prissy ass girly names! It's bad enough I got landed with the name Buttercup, I don't know how Blossom or Bubbles can survive these prissy names!

"If you wish to see another day Asshole, you will refrain from calling me 'Sweet Cheeks', you Jerk."

Whoops. I scared him off. To bad, he was cute too. But like I said he crossed the line.

"Excuse me?" Don't act innocent Ass, that's my game. "Damn Right."

"Aren't you a little spit fire?" The song is ending.

"Whatever you say." At least it is better then Sweet Cheeks.

The song had ended, is he going yet? MOVE! Why isn't he moving? Maybe he's deaf "That's what I thought" "What?" I ask, I didn't hide the irritation, hope he noticed, some guys cant take the hint. Yet he has been better then the others, he didn't say one thing about Princess, but he took his fucking time walking here and wasted half of it. So really he must have just ran out of time, just like he better be running to his next partner.

"Whatever I say." Yah Whatever you say Asshole, now move.

"You're supposed to be moving now."

"I'm staying right here." Great a Crazy Asshole

"That's not how the dance works." "It does over there." He says wrapping an arm around my waist. Wait, is he suggesting I go to the couple place and dance with him? Come on Butters it wouldn't be that bad, I mean he smells nice, he didn't talk about princess, yet, he didn't step on your feet, and he is cute, eh, why not, and I kinda like his arms around my waist, "Hold on tight Spit Fire."

What does he mean hold... Ok I get it, he can fly, I'm glad I wore a pair of short under this dress, but not to worry anyway were only two feet off the ground.

Buttercup! Get a hold of yourself; stop worrying about people seeing your knickers! He can fly, how many people do you know can do that?! He has Chemical X in him, no wonder his arms are so strong, Buttercup! Damn him and his big arms.

We landed, and he already has me dancing again, he's smirking again. I haven't even said a paragraph to him, and he drags me to the couple side.

"I don't get it." I say "You seem like a smart girl, what don't you get?" He says, "Do you suffer from memory loss?" "No, quite a sharp mind I've been told." "Well let me refresh your sharp mind, I called you an Asshole 5 minutes ago and you just flew me over here, to the couple area, am I missing something?" I ask. I must be missing something. "Yes you did call me an Asshole, and I did fly you over here, it all seems to fit." "No it doesn't, to the sane mind." "Who ever said I was sane?" "I don't talk to crazy people." "Maybe I'm not crazy" "Whatever."

Well, Beck will have a trip when she find out I got to the couple floor with a sane or crazy person, whatever he is. For some reason, I just don't want to be a smartass to him, just want to talk to him. This is a first, seriously. I'm curious about him.

The song is ending, I wonder if he's changed his mind and is going to drag me back to the other side of the room. He hasn't moved, he's dancing to the next song, we're not going back. Let's see if he really is a Chemical X child.

"You have Chemical X running through your blood." I say staring up into his emerald eyes. Did I mention his eyes, and B-E-A-Utiful? They sparkle, but after my last comment, something flashed through them. Fear maybe? Anger maybe? Now's when I wish I were Bubbles, she always seems to know what someone's feeling, unlike me who's completely lost on the emotion charts.

His smirk is gone.

"Yes I am" I knew it, "How do you know about Chemical X?"

To tell him or not to tell him that is the question. I guess not.

"My gang back home is full of them. They all have it running through their veins." "But not you?" Damn smirk, it has returned. "That's for me to know and for you to..." "Find out" I hate when people don't let me finish sentences. "Whatever you say" I say as he twirls me around.

The song ends, and the next one starts.

He has been silent, I wonder if I've scared him off, and I though things were going good, well as good as they can get from what they were. And..

"I like you." Well I always have like brutally honest people... "I don't know you." What else am I supposed to say? 'Oh Boy...I like you too, wanna make out?' Yes that would be a little strange, but a little lip action with him wouldn't be so bad.

"So?" "Good point." He's smiling!! No more smirk. And its gorgeous "You should smile more." I smile up at him "Why's that?" he asks "Your have a nice smile." "You have a lovely smile too, but..." Where's he going with this but? "Everything about you is nice" "Thank you." Great Blushing, I haven't blushed since I left this town, I hope he doesn't notice the blush, so I'm just going to stare at the marble floor. Wow a scratch, oh and a bug, look a... "I'm guessing you like me." He didn't just say that

He said that.

"Maybe I do..." He smiles "And Maybe I don't" Whoosh like Mr. Clean on bacteria, the smiles gone. I let go of his hand.

"I'm going to go get some air." I wonder if he will follow me.

I didn't know it was so difficult to get around dancing couples, I should keep an eye on for Blossom and Bubbles but really I'm just looking out for my blistered feet.

After hurtling over a few couples, I got outside, of course Mayor is to damn cheap to put chairs outside but can get gold statues. So I walk around the building and slide down the wall, next to a Greek looking column. My feet slide out from under me, and I pull my skirt up past my feet, so I can see the damage done.

"Damn... That's going to hurt in the morning." I say to myself pulling my right foot to me, At least there's not too much blood. "Damn, your right, that's going to hurt." I look up to see, emerald eye floating above me. "Scare you?" "No" I scowl, and look back to my feet.

This guy must have no personal space boundaries. I look up to him, I don't like having someone float over me its creepy, anyways, he just pushed a strand of hair out of my face, and runs his finger down the side of my till her reaches my chin, and lightly pushes it up. So I can see his face, which has suddenly gotten an inch away from my face.

We all know what happens next, in the movies.

Guess what, this isn't the movies, so being who I am, Buttercup, I stand up and push past him, and decided to admire the scenery, to calm my nerves, the kiss would have been nice, but that isn't a buttercup thing to do, kiss and run. Might as well run. Leave the kisses

Course Emerald Eyes isn't like the movies either, and I can feel him behind me, pushing my short black hair off of my neck, I hope he doesn't notice the shivers, as his fingers run along my neck. I think my eyes are bulging out, as I feel his teeth graze the back of my neck, and then I feel his lips plant kisses on the side of my neck.

Shit here comes the giggles.

Cant stop them...

"What's so funny?" he asks as his arms wrap around my waist and he continues to kiss my neck. "A lot of things," A lot of things are funny, have you ever seen a pink cow? Yes they are there people, and they are funny, "like you, you're funny." "How so" My neck really must be fun to make out with, I think he's going for a record, not breathing the longest. "I know about guys like you," Guys, they're all the same, "You put all the charm on, but I know what you want, your just looking for a good lay, well guess what, your all wrong if you think I'm going to do that, besides I'm sure princess will put out fine."

He's laughing. His laughing is not appreciated.

"Whatever Spit fire, you can tell me all about you bad ex's but I'm not like that, now lets dance"

And I felt his grip around my waist tighten, as we floated through the doors and back into the ball room. We landed softly on the left side of the room with the couples, and started dancing to the song already playing.

"So, what's your name?" He hasn't recognized me so far, but if I tell him my name, he probably will! "My Name is" DING DONG DING DONG "Midnight?!" I gasp "That's a beautiful na..." "No! I must go!" Oh no! That's the midnight bell! I was supposed to have left twenty minutes before it rang.

"I'm sorry I must go!" I said slipping out of his grasp and running through the couple, bumping a few. Of course someone leaves their foot hanging out, and there I am crashing into the ground, I grab a hold of the closest person before regaining balance, unfortunately I lost one of my heels, damn thing was slowing me down anyway, ill just buy Bubbles a new one. When I reach the cool night air, I give up the land and fly into the dark sky illuminated by the moon, towards the bus station, but first to collect my things.

I wonder what my Emerald Eyes is thinking
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