Buttercup had just gotten back home from hanging out with Mitch at the mall.
"Anyone home?" she asked.
There was no response. Just some creaking noise which most houses tend to do.
"Well I guess I'm here alone," she'd said outloud.
~~~ Butch's P.O.V ~~~
"Well I guess I'm here alone,"
Heh. No your not.
Buttercup is so beautiful, my definition of perfect. Her short raven hair, light green eyes, curvy body... I could go on but it might fill a page or two. But the best part about her is the way she acts. She's tough. Like me she won't back out of a fight when challenged. That's what I love about her. I repect it.. a lot.
Ms. Gorgeous went to her fridge grabbed a diet coke and sat down infront of the televison set. I'm guessing she was in the family room.. or living room.. or whatever. She was watching some boring news show. I didn't understand why until I realised she was sleeping.
"Oh," I whispered to myself.
I got out of the closet I was hiding in and made my way closer to her. She was sitting in a chair... well... leaning. I wrapped my arms around her and she automatically woke up. Almost as if she was in panic.
"Hey," I said.
She looked at my muscular arms. I knew she liked that kind of thing. But I also knew she could fall for a scrawny type man and I knew a certain brown headed one named Bitch... er.. Mitch.
She sighed. "Butch..." She went on.. "Why are you here?"
"To hang out with you babe,"
"I never asked you too," she told me.
"I'm asking you," I shot back.
I could tell she was getting angry... when I forced myself to ask a question that was on my mind since I saw her go into the fridge. "Why'd you get a diet coke?"
"Because the professor bought the wrong kind. Now would you kindly get out of here?"
I changed the subject. "You hang out with that one kid... so why can't you hang out with me?"
"What kid?" she asked.
"The brown haired one... Mitch... Mitcheroo, Mitchorama, Mitchels, Mit-"
"I get it," she interrupted me. She was calm but I sensed anger.
"Let's hang out," I said.
"No," She told me.
"... Why?" I asked, unwrapping my arms around her.
She turned around and looked at me in the eyes.
"Everytime I tangle with a villian. Something bad happens," she said.
I scratched my head.
"But you like bad things," I said.
"To an extent! I wouldn't hurt someone!" she said.
I guess that's how we differ a little. I would probably hurt a person. On purpose.
"Yeah. Well I wouldn't do that kind of stuff with you,"
"Oh, Of couse you wouldn't" she said rolling her eyes.
"I mean it!" I told her. "Just give me a chance?"
She sighed.
"You are my counterpart..." She went on. "I suppose I can give you one chance, but you know... that is it."
I grinned. "Sweet,"
I walked infront of the T.V. I stood infront of her. She was watching me like a hawk. I cupped her chin in my hand and gave her a kiss. I could feel her start to kiss me back. When I broke it I knew I was in for shit. I burst out of her roof and flew off into the night.
I heard her scream.
"THAT WAS YOUR ONLY CHANCE, ASSHOLE!"
The funny part was... she was the one who was kissing me back.