"Hey Butterbutt, wait up!" Butch laughed as he tried to catch up, running with his girlfriend.

"Did you just call me Butterbutt?" she laughed, as she waited for him to catch up.

He ran up to her and hugged her from behind, "Hell yeah."

They had just come from a late soccer practice at school. There was a game coming up in about two days so the coach wanted them to practice more. Now it was night time as Butch walked Buttercup home.

Buttercup pushed away from him and started walking away, "You're a dumbass."

He only grinned and followed her as he usually does, "Aw come on, loosen up Buttercup."

She rolled her eyes and laughed as Butch hugged her from behind and kissed her cheek again.

"Now what?" she asked, they were standing in the park, with Butch's arm around Buttercup's waist.

He grinned, "Wanna play 20 questions?"

"Why?" she asked, what does he need to know?

"Cause I want to, now, am I the best boyfriend ever?" he grinned.

Buttercup rolled her eyes, "You're defiantly the most annoying."

He continued grinning, "Okay, how about this. When was the last time you wore a dress?"

She thought about this for a while. Butch rolled her eyes, "Are you fucking kidding me? You haven't worn a dress in that long?"

She shrugged, "What? I hate dresses."

Butch gave a sly smile, "Then I dare you to wear a dress tomorrow."

"HA! No way in fucking hell!" she laughed and walked away.

He followed her and yelled, "I triple dog dare you to wear a dress all day at school tomorrow AND wear makeup!"

"NO!" she yelled back.

"Aw, is the mighty Butterbutt chicken?" he laughed.

She turned around and glared at him, no one calls her a chicken, not even her boyfriend.

"Don't test me dumbass," she glared.

He walked closer to her and treaded her fingers through his, "Come on Butterbutt, I dare you."

She glared at him; he knows she never backs down from a dare, "Fine asshole."

He grinned as he kissed her cheek, making her shiver.

"Why so tense, Buttercup?" he whispered his lips brushing hers.

"I….I…uhh," she couldn't think straight, he was so close to her.

"Loosen up Buttercup," he whispered, then kissed her.

It started as a soft kiss, like it always was. Until Butch slipped his hand up the back of Buttercup's shirt, and traveled up to the hook of her bra.

Buttercup pulled away, her hand on his chest, "Um, no," was all she could say.

He blushed, "Oh, sorry, I guess I just…" he trailed off looking unsure.

"Let's just keep walking," she said as they came to the park.

"Can I still ask questions?" he asked as he walked up behind her.

She shrugged as if she couldn't care less, "Knock yourself out."

"Okay," he thought for a second, "How about this did you ever date that Mitch kid?"

She stopped and turned around, "Excuse me?"

Butch shrugged, "Just asking."

"Well I don't have to answer," she muttered.

Butch stopped and stared at her, "So you did like him."

Buttercup sighed and turned around to look at him, "What the hell Butch? All I said was that I'm not answering. That doesn't mean yes!"

Butch shrugged, "So just answer me. Come on, it's a yes or no answer."

"Why should you even care? We're dating now aren't we?" she rolled her eyes and began walking again.

Butch smirked and walked up next to her, "Yeah, I guess we are," he reached for her hand, but she pulled away. She looked pissed.

Butch sighed, "Look I'm sorry. I was just asking a question."

Butch nudged her, "Come on, you can't be mad at your dumbass."

She didn't say anything, or even look at him. She just continued walking ahead.

Butch grinned, "Come on Butterbutt," he picked her up and threw her over his shoulder.

"ASSHOLE PUT ME DOWN NOW!" Buttercup shouted.

Butch laughed as he ran around the park, "First you got to forgive me!"

"THERE IS NO WAY IN HELL I'D DO THAT!" she shouted.

"Fine, at least answer my question," Butch smirked.

"BUTCH PUT ME DOWN NOW DAMNIT I HAVE TO GET HOME!" she shouted again.

"And I'll take you home just as soon as you answer my question or forgive me," he said.

"DUMBASS DROP ME NOW!" Buttercup yelled as she hit his back, hard.

"Damn, okay," he put her down.

She grabbed his collar and pulled his face close to hers, "DON'T FUCKING DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT OKAY! IT'S NOT FUNNY OR CUTE AT ALL!" She pushed him away and began walking home.

"Wait Buttercup!' Butch tried to catch up with her.

"LEAVE ME ALONE DAMNIT!" She yelled.

Butch ran up behind her and grabs her shoulder, "Buttercup I'm- AH," he yelled as both of them tumbled down a small hill. They rolled down and stopped with Butch on top of her.

"GET OFF ME YOU-"

"Listen!" Butch said, "I'm sorry! I didn't think you'd care so much about it. I'm sorry I was pushing it. Sorry I asked that question and sorry I acted somewhat like a jealous bastard!"

"JUST GET OFF ME!" She yelled again.

Butch got off her and helped her up, pulling her in for a tight hug, "Please don't be mad Buttercup. Please," he said the last part very quietly.

Buttercup just pushed away from him, saying nothing at all.

"BUTTERCUP I LOVE YOU!" he yelled.

She stopped, not turning around, she tightened her fisted and bit her lip, trying not to cry, I'm such an ass. Why do I get pissed for the simplest things?

Butch was on his knees crying now, "Buttercup, please I'm sorry."

Tears escaped her eyes as she ran back to him, knocking him back onto the grass, "Okay, if anyone's an ass it's me. I had no right to be THAT pissed," she sighed, And I'm an ass who also can't take a fucking joke."

Butch looked up at her, his tears vanishing, "Am I forgiven? I really am sorry and I had no right to-"

She cut him off with a kiss, "Look we're both idiots. Mostly me, anyway will you forgive me? And will you still walk me home?"

Butch smiled, "It's okay. And yes, I'll walk you home." She got up and helped him up. They walked to Buttercup's home and she asked, "Did you really mean it?"

"Hmm?" he looked confused.

She blushed, "When you said you loved me."

"Oh that," he blushed too, "Yeah," he looked into her green eyes and touched her face, "Yeah, I love you Buttercup."

She blushed harder, "Oh, okay," was all she said.

Butch didn't look surprised by that, he just shrugged, "Hey, I'll see you tomorrow." He turned to walk home, but he turned over his shoulder and said, "Oh, and you still have to wear that skirt."

Buttercup groaned making Butch grin.

"Fine," She muttered and went inside her house.

Her sisters had fallen asleep on the couch in the living room. Professor was away on a business trip and wouldn't be back for about another 2 weeks. Also meaning he would not be there for her soccer match in two days. Not that it bothered her.

She walked up the stairs to her room; the sisters no longer shared rooms. She pasted a picture on the wall from when they were young and super heroes. They no longer used their powers. Actually they didn't have powers anymore. An accident in the lab made them loose their powers. Thankfully it made crime in the city disappear. Also making the Rowdyruffs good. But enough of a trip through memory lane, it's time for sleep.