100 Shades of Gray

Ninety-eight themes to go.


Two: Love

The moment Bubbles came into the house singing that she was in love, Buttercup vowed that she would never fall in love.

It was nothing against her sister, but Buttercup just couldn't see herself being in love. Love made you weak and gullible and unfocused. It was something that she never wanted to be. It had been bad enough when she had had a crush. She still shuddered when she remembered the time when she had liked Ace. The memory of nearly letting her sisters get killed always resurfaced and a bitter taste would enter her mouth. Letting herself get distracted by Ace had been so stupid. So therefore she decided that love was even stupider and she would never ever catch it.

Of course, love had a way of creeping up on someone.

She wasn't even sure how it happened. All she remembered was one day suddenly realizing she noticed everything that he did. Like how similar they were to each and little quirks, especially the way he held his body when someone was telling him off. He held it the exact same way she did. And there were other things they did in similar ways that had her scowling. But how that led to that infernal feeling blooming in her chest, she just had no idea.

She found it oddly ironic that she should fall for the biggest player in Townsville's history. Anything with a skirt and a pair of breasts was fair game and Buttercup would find herself watching him with her mouth twisted in an angry scowl. Every time he showed up with a new girlfriend, she had to fight the urge to slash his tires or key his truck. It wasn't helpful that both her sisters found it amusing that she got so jealous. It wasn't her fault; that was just how she was! And he certainly didn't help with his big salacious grin and glittering green eyes that so irritated her and yet made her mush on the inside.

So what that she got jealous? He himself got jealous too. She couldn't count the times when he would suddenly appear whenever a guy was stuttering out a date proposition and wrap an arm around her shoulder. It pissed her off that he was so possessive, but then again, she would realize, so was she. And she knew that they got on each other's nerves and totally pissed each other off (him pissing her off, mostly), but there were times when he would do something sweet. Like drop off a messily wrapped gift in pretty green wrapping-paper that had a hastily scribbled note usually insinuating that Boomer had made him do it. She couldn't help but smile when she got that gift that had been a cheesy horror movie and a bag of popcorn and a note saying he'd be there at nine, so kick everyone out.

She had vowed to never fall in love, but sometimes promises had to be broken.

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Meh. I don't like how this came out, so hopefully it isn't too bad. This is also really drabble-ish, because it was an interesting theme to incorporate the Greens into.

So there you go, theme two: Love. Please read and review!