Blossom and Bubble cringed at the mess Buttercup had gotten herself into.
"Can ya'll let up?" Buttercup asked the teachers holding her back. "You hold students back from fighting. For this to be a fight my 'opponent' would have to attacking back. But he's cowering on the ground instead."
"That's because you knocked him out!" The teacher on Buttercup's right arm responded loudly.
"Secondly," Buttercup ignored the teacher, "Do ya'll think you can even hold me back? I kinda have super powers."
The teachers both looked at each other before dropping from Buttercup's arms. They both backed up immediately. Buttercup returned to her seat by her sisters at the cafeteria table.
"Go ahead and write my detention. I'll be there bright and early." Buttercup smile. Blossom almost thought Buttercup enjoyed the trouble and attention she got from fighting. Ever since senior year started Buttercup was getting scolded, written up, or even suspended for knocking some poor jerk's teeth out, sometimes figuratively, sometimes not. Buttercup was lucky her status as a superhero kept her out of jail.
The teachers both left red notes on the table and walked away.
"One detention, as expected," Buttercup announced. "And one appointment with my counselor, as also expected." Buttercup groaned.
"If you don't like seeing Mrs. Jackobs, why don't you stop getting in trouble?" Bubbles asked.
"Seeing my counselor is a small price to pay for justice." Buttercup said arrogantly.
"Do you really think giving these kids concussions is justice?" Blossom snapped.
"Buttercup, I get you want to stop the bullies, but your busting heads hasn't even lowered the number of offenders. In fact, more and more students are becoming bullies just to get their five seconds of fame for fighting you!"
"If they're gonna go out of their way to fight me, they could at least put up a good fight." Buttercup sipped on the last of her milk before slipping away back to class.
"You don't think Buttercup is just seeking attention, do you?" Bubbles asked.
"I don't know why she would. She gets attention from the media every time we send another criminal to jail." Blossom scratched her head.
Buttercup snuck out of the school before anyone could force her into "after school counseling." Buttercup figured that since Mrs. Jackobs had detention duty the next day, she'd just knock the counseling and detention out in the same morning. Besides, she didn't have time for all that, she had an essay to write. Damn essays, Buttercup tried to enjoy writing, but she hated that she was forced to do it. Maybe Mrs. Jackobs was right, maybe Buttercup did have issues with authority. Buttercup didn't want to think about any of that. She rubbed her temples, the poor girl had a splitting headache at least once a week now. She thought maybe caffeine would help, so she took the back street home, there was a good coffee shop that way.
"Welcome to Java-Jams, how may I he- Oh! Buttercup! Feel free to have whatever you want, on the house." The cashier yelled.
The rest of the shop stared into the teenage girl like she was a celebrity.
"Thanks, but I'll pay." Buttercup insisted.
"No, no, after you saved us from that huge lizard last week-"
"I was just doing my job as an able-bodied citizen." Buttercup's shoulder still hurt from that lizard attack. Her right shoulder was dislocated during the fight, she usually healed in only two or three days. It had been a full week now and her shoulder was still hurting.
"It's alright-"
"No! I said I'd pay, damn it!" Buttercup was getting tired of the stares. Her headache was getting worse and she was facing another problem she wasn't use to; fatigue. Ever since junior year, Buttercup had gotten tired after school.
The rest of the shop turned away.
"I'm, I'm sorry. Look, I just wanna regular black coffee. Medium please." Buttercup's headache was not ringing through her entire head.
After the man handed her the cup, Buttercup shook on her way to the table.
She got only halfway through her cup when someone yelled for help.
Buttercup speed out of the shop before the customers could turn to alert her. Buttercup noticed the danger right away. A terrible care accident had taken place at the bridge leading out of Townsville, at least five cars were involved. Buttercup thought the town's first responders could handle it, but she flew off to check it out just in case.
Buttercup sighed when she made it on the scene. A car was just about hanging off the edge of the bridge and about to flip off. Typical.
"Hello, I'll just lift you back to sturdy ground." Buttercup told the family inside. They cheered, but Buttercup didn't really care. She just wanted to get the job done.
"Alright, three, two, one!" Buttercup groaned. Wait, groaned? The car was actually heavy! Buttercup was actually struggling to move the car!
"Mommy, is she gonna be able to save us?" Asked the young boy inside the car.
"Of course, it's Buttercup!" His mother responded.
"Uh, maybe all three sisters have to be together for their powers to work?" The father thought out loud.
"Give me a second!" Buttercup announced. She stretched and tried again. After a few seconds of straining, adrenaline kicked in and Buttercup was finally able to lift the car, but she could only fly slowly with the weight. The family didn't seem to notice the girl was struggling and they thanked her profusely as she flew them back into town.
"I'm dropping you off by the fire departments so the EMTs can check you out." Buttercup's voiced strained as she was barely able to put the car down without dropping it.
The family continued to thank her, but Buttercup couldn't hear over her own heavy breathing. Buttercup wondered if she was sick.