That morning, She woke up with Buttercup laying on the couch in the corner of Bubbles room. Bubbles looked out her now locked window. When her and her sister came home them both went in through her window, not wanting to deal with their father.

'I bet it would be a good morning to go for a walk. Maybe some coffee..." She thought to herself as she rolled out from under her covers and rubbed her eyes. She looked at the messy haired beast the snored lightly on her couch, her hair all over the place. She walked over to her and shook her shoulder gently, as to not piss her off. Buttercups eyes twitched and she groaned.

"What baby blue..." Buttercup spoke, never opening her eyes. Making her sister chuckle.

"I'm going to get coffee from Annies, do you want me to bring you anything back? I'll probably be back around," she paused to look at her alarm clock. It was 9am. "I'm gonna say 11. Anything?" she waited for her sister to reply, watching her face twist from the sun that came in from the window blinding her.

"Just a coffee with cream would be great actually. And would you mind closing your curtains? I'm going blind." Buttercups morning breath made Bubbles cringe and giggle.

She went to the bathroom to brush her teeth and her hair. And went back to put on some running shorts, leaving on the shirt she slept tied her hair up and put on her sweatshirt from last night.

(bbls pov)

I grabbed a water and went out the front door, my wallet in my bra for coffee. I felt my pony tail brush on my back as I jogged down the side walk.

A good hour or so later I stopped on a bench outside Annies Cafe, planning on going inside after I caught my breath. I came here every Saturday morning to get coffee, sometimes breakfast. Annie made the best biscuits and gravy.

I went inside and sit in my normal booth next to the door. I waved at Annie and she gave me a thumbs up, turning around to grab me a coffee. I closed my eyes and listen to people come and go, making the bell on the door jingle. MY forehead was slightly wet from a sweat.

"Here ya go Bubbles!" Annie set a mug in front of me. I smiled and nodded my head. Drinking the warm dark drink. Ugh, I love Annies coffee so much.

I jumped when someone put their hand on my shoulder. Putting my mug down and looking up at the person, I was met with the same eyes I ran into last night. My head pounded slightly when I made eye contact.

I knew this face to well.

"...Butch?" I whispered. I heard him make a low noise that was somewhat close to a chuckle and he grabbed my hand.

"In the flesh!" He said slyly, following it with a smirk. His beautiful face making my stomach flip. His hair was still spiked up like as we were kids. I studied him for a moment, taking him in. He was alot bigger from when I last saw him. His whole body buffed out alot, and his shoulders looked broader. His jawline was more defined as well as his cheek bones, from maturing I assume. From where I sat, he looked taller too. Butch seemed to notice me checking him out, he smirked. His signature smirk.

"Wow.. I never thought I'd be seeing you again." I held onto his hand tighter just in case he decided to walk away. He looked me up and down. I felt my cheeks heat up. Of course he'd check me out. Not that much really changed. I was still short and thin.

"Bubs?" Butch smiled at me. I nodded and smiled back at him. Oh how I missed that nickname.

"Ahh! There's that gap! I've missed that so much." Yanked me until a hug, which did startle me a bit. I got up on my tippy toes and wrapped my arms around his neck. I remember when we were little, he would always tell me how adorable the gap between my two front teeth made me look. Of course, I never liked it. None of my sisters had it, so I felt like a loser with it. I held Butch really tightly against my thin frame, praying I didn't smell dirty.

I have not seen this boy in almost three years.

All of the memories started flooding back. All the feelings and mourning came back to me. I have not seen this boy for such a large portion of my life. I honestly thought he was dead. I remembered all the times I sat crying in my room over the loss of my best friend.

You see, after we all started going into middle school we stopped hating eachother, for the most part. And we all got very close. Being we were the only super powered humans in the school, we had a lot in common. I grew very close to butch in middle school, we even used to go out and see movies together. He was a great friend of mine.I even had a little crush on him. I never spoke of it, because my sisters didn't like him that much. He picked on them a lot. It was playful though. But he never picked on me. He was never mean to me at all. Butch was always a typically mean person. He was rough towards everyone around him. But he was always very kind to me. My sisters used to make fun of him and I saying things like 'ohh he likes you' and other childish things. In reality, I think Butch just had a soft spot for me. When we got into 8th grade they stopped coming to school. Buttercup and I were very upset. Blossom, not so much. She even started expressing hatred toward them if we ever brought them up.

I liked being around all three of those boys. They were a lot of fun. But we never heard from them after that. Now I'm in 11th grade. All grown up, for the most part. I was 16, And Butch was 17.

"Wow. Just wow. I don't know what else to say. Your'e really here.." I let my sentence trail off. He laughed.

He reached up to cup my cheek, and rubbed his thumb over my bottom lip. I stared at him and waiting for him to look me in the eyes again.

"I always loved your pouty lips. How adorable." He looked up at me with the last word spoken. I didn't know what to say. I felt frozen by his touch.

I put my hand on his and brought it down not letting go of it. This is when I realized how close we were, it was if our friendship never stopped and everything was as it was before. We stood there for a moment just staring in to eachothers eyes. I could see so many thoughts and emotions flash through his eyes.

Butch bit his lip and stared at our feet and spoke, "Listen, it was really nice seeing you honestly. But I really need to be heading into work right now." He went to walk out the door but my grip on his hand tightened. Does he really think he can just walk out like that? I lowered my eyes at him. Trying to read him.

"My house, 8-tish?" I raised my eyebrows at him. I wonder if he even remembered where I lived. Butch blinked and nodded at me.

"Will you be outside in the front?" Looks like he does remember. How cute. I assumed he was okay with meeting up with me too, being he never questioned it or said no.

"Yuppies. See yah!" I let go of his hand and watched him jog out of the cafe. My mind spun with thoughts of him. I quickly got a coffee for Buttercup and flew home to tell her. She'd love to hear this news.