I Don Not Own ANYTHING at ALL

"What's going on here?" The professor asked, eyes wide and heart beating rapidly.

"Uhh.." Butch flung himself away from his counterpart and frantically darted his eyes around the room, as if expecting to find an excuse as to what the dark haired man had just witnessed. "I uh.."

"I heard that part already." Professor Utonium started, as he calmy walked into the girls' room, eyes never leaving the intruder. "How about you tell me the rest of your little story now."

"Professor, he j-"

"I was talking to Butch." Her 'father' interupted. "Well?" Butch began to shake, fear pulling him back into the insanity he had just mangaed to escape from.

"I.." Twitch. "Was uh.." Twitch. Twitch. "Ya see..." His eyes snapped to his shoulder as he felt something touch him, but he breathed out a sigh of relief when he realized it was only Buttercup silently reasuring him. He smiled, causing her to turn red, and put a hand on the one she had resting on his shoulder.

"I'm waiting."

"I think I like Buttercup." Butch said evenly, obviously not thinking, as he was entranced looking at the accused supergirl. Her eyes whidened in shock and she pulled away. "What's wrong butterbabe?" He asked, tilting his head in confusion. "What'd I say?"

"B-butch... "

"What?"

"Y-you should g-go.." Butch frowned.

"Go? But... You helped me... I thought we were... friends or somethin..." 'When did you get so soft Butch? Go beat something up and come back later' He thought to himself as he walked away. Twitch.

Buttercup's eyes whidened and she began to take back what she had said but he burst out of her room with a powerful green streak marking where hed been. 'Damnit Buttercup... you hurt him...' She frowned to herself.

"Buttercup? You alright sweety?"

"Huh? Oh... yeah I'm fine. What's for dinner?" 'He'll be fine... not like I care anyway...'


"Hey kid? You okay?"

"Huh? Shut up geezer." Butch grumbled, not bothering to even open his eyes.

"That's no way to talk to an old man y-"

"Shut up!" Butch yelled standing, openeing his eyes to stare at some poor old man. "Just leave me alone." Butch turned to walk away but tripped before getting a step away. He fell to the ground, landing on something soft. He stood back up quickly, whiping himself off and then realizing what had just happened. The thing that he'd tripped over was the unconscious form of a young man. He was bleeding from the nose and lay atop several more out-cold figures, all beaten and broken. "What the hell?"

Thoughts of the previous night came flooding back into his mind and he laughed a little as he stood to his feet. "Noooow I remember." He grinned as he kicked one of the people in the side. "Haha so weak."

Butch walked out of the alley he had apparently spet the night in and made his way to the reisdence once belonging to Fuzzy. As he walked he could'nt keep his mind from filling over with thoughts of his green-eyed super hero. He thought about her hair, her eyes, her smile, and most of all her merciless punches. He felt a tingle run though his spine at that one. "What the hell's wrong with me!" He grumbled, much to loudly. People began to give him odd looks but he merely snarled in their directions and continued onward, all the while feeling a familiar warmth in his cheeks. Someone bumped into hi and he let it go. No big deal right?

"Whatch where your goin' you dumbass!" Butch reeled his head around, mouth puckered, eyes wide with a mix of surprise and rage. His anger faded as he realized who he was staring at.

"Butch?" Brick asked in confusion. "where ya been man!"

"... " The spikey-headed 6yr old looked at his older brother for a second. "Nowhere..."

"Y'know I'm gettin real tired of your attitude." Brick growled, taking a step towards the lunatic.

"And I'm gettin tired of you thinking your the boss!"

"I am the boss!"

"Maybe Boomer's boss but not mine! I don't wanna be a Rowdyruff Boy anymore!" Brick's eyes whidened in surprise and he steped back in horror. His own brother, his flesh and blood, had just practically disowned him. He felt betrayed, and... well he mostly just felt angry. And that emotion was much easier to deal with, so he grunted as he launched himself into the young boy's stomache with a powerful torpedo-style headbutt.

Butch coughed as he hit the ground but stood and noticed the eyes of Townsvilles citezens on them and began to worry. 'They'll call the Powerpuff Girls.' So he flew away, Brick following close behind.

"Scared Butch!" Thought Brick acted arrogant and victorious, he knew that Butch didnt get scared. He loved fighting more than... well, Brick thought, he wasnt even sure Butch liked anything BUT fighting. 'Whys he runnin' then?' Suddenly Butch turned around and smashed the red-capped kid's face in with a brutal crunch-punch.

Butch watched as his older brother fell to the ground, grin starting to form. His happiness was quickly enxtingushed however, as he realized that he had just beaten up his brother, one of his best friends. One of his ONLY friends. 'What's wrong with me?' He turned away slowly, looking back to his comrad, then flew off towards the Powerpuff household.


"Buttercup are you okay?" Blossom asked her sulking sister. The green-dressed powerpuff sat on the couch in the living room staring out the window from a distance, sighing every now and then.

"I'm fine." She mentally frowned more. 'Comeon! Stop being so girly! So what if Bitchie boy's mad at me. Last year I would'nt have even thought it over!'

"No your not. What's bothering you?" Her sister persisted.

"I told you I'm fine."

"Just te-"

"If she says she's fine leave her alone." Butch barked with little more than a hint of agrevation in his voice.

"BUTCH!" The green eyed girl flew towards her couterpart, knocking him to the ground and crushing him in a tight embrace. "Wherve you been! How'd you get in our house?" Butches eyes were even wider than normal, Buttercup noticed, so she reluctantly let go and helped him to his feet. "sooo... where ya been?" She laughed nervously.

"Around..." An awkward silence began to fill the room and Blossom felt as though the greens could suffocate in the tention at any second. So she smiled and prepared to ease the tention.

"Ho-"

"I'm moving to Cityville."

'Godamnit.'