After a day passed, Butch realized something. He actually likes Buttercup. More than anyone. Even more than his own girlfriend.

"Wasn't that epic?"

"What?"

"You heard me."

Butch cocked an eyebrow and leaned closer. "I know."

Should he tell Buttercup? Her heart might be broken and Brute might smack him. Then his mind came on to his brothers. Will they get mad at Butch for getting her before they did?

"Hello?" Buttercup started to wave her hands in front of Butch's face. He turned his gaze to her.

She was smiling. He couldn't tell her with that cute smile.

"Yes, O Greatest Flower?" Butch joked, making Buttercup laugh a little. She got up from the couch and looked at him. "You... forgot to give me something. Just give it to me in my room." He gazed up at her.

Then Butch remembered. His eyes widen and ran up the stairs. Buttercup chuckled and sat back down.

Brick peered out from the kitchen door. He looks around, making sure no one is here to ruin this 'moment'. So he straightens up his posture, clears his throat, and approaches like a man.

Buttercup was twiddling her fingers. Once she noticed Brick standing right in front of her, she looked up. He made a little wave, she did too.

Brick started to begin a conversation with her. "So..." he began. Buttercup looks from the ground to Brick. His eyes weren't meeting hers.

He kept saying things about her and Butch.

Unless he's jealous.

"I'm thinking Butch likes me." Buttercup admits. She puts her palm on Brick's hand. He was blushing and looked directly at her. Her eyes went soft. "Can you keep a secret?" she asked.

"Of course. You can trust me." Brick responds. She went on, looking around. She leans in closer to Brick's ear, making him blush even more. "Please don't tell Butch, but... I like him too." She pulled away, and smiled at him.

Brick nodded. She patted Brick's hand and walked upstairs. He was still sitting there, thinking about what Buttercup had said. That made his heart burn.

He won't do anything about Buttercup liking Butch, but made his jealousy of his own brother grow.

Butch just exited out of his room, holding a bunch of buttercups. He saw Brute in the hallway, making cute faces at herself in the mirror. He just simply rolled his eyes.

Butch approached Brute. She stopped and looked at him. "Hey bastard, what's up?" she questioned, continuing to make faces.

Same old Brute.

"Well, I have to tell you something about Buttercup. I know you are happy for your best friend and your brother, but there's something else about us." Butch smiled a little. She groaned a little, then faced Butch.

"What the fuck is it?" Brute snapped. "Is something wrong with Buttercup? Did you break up with her? I swear, I will-" She got cut off by Butch shaking his head and continued on what he had to say to her.

Brute raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms. "Brute, do you think you can keep this from Buttercup? It's really personal." he whispered. Brute looked down on him, his eyes looked like a pleading puppy.

God, how can she resist those fucking eyes?!

She broke and glared at him. "Okay! Okay, what the hell do you want?" Brute softly exclaimed, throwing her hands in the air. Butch grinned.

"I know you'll think differently about me, but I kind of like Buttercup." Butch admitted. Her eyes widen.

Butch looked at her. She was stiff as a statue, for a little while. Brute smiled and gave him a bear hug. "Can't... breathe..." Butch managed to say. Brute gently let him go.

"I'm so happy for my baby brother!" Brute clapped her hands together. He scratched the back of his head, reminding himself not to tell Brute anymore romantic secrets. "I'm not a baby, Brute." he sighed in exasperation. She thought a little

Her happiness faded away. "Wait a minute, did you break up with that bitch yet?" Butch shook his head. She ran a hand through her black locks and sighed in despair. "Dude, you have to or you won't get Buttercup."

He looked down at the buttercups. Butch glanced at Brute and nodded. "Good." She ruffled Butch's hair and walked away into her room. He smiled and approached Buttercup's door.

"Dude, I know how you feel right now."

Boomer patted Brick's back. "I know what'll break them up. The deadline will be in four months. If they don't hate each other by then, I'm calling Butch's girlfriend." Brick responded.

The blonde liked his plan. "I do know that I'm her second choice." Brick continued, "Then, Butch'll keep on dating that ugly bitch. As I, will date Buttercup." he finished.

Boomer felt that Brick was okay.

Both of them can't wait for Brick's plan to work.

"What the hell?"

She groaned at herself in the mirror. She looked up at her reflection.

"I don't know what to do."

Blossom heard a knock at the bathroom door. "Go away, I'm busy!" she yelled. "I'm sure... I'll just go by myself. I will look for Buttercup."

She jerked her hands to her side and glared up at herself in the mirror. "She left something dearly."

Blossom held up Buttercup's green blanket.

She just sighed.

Brute's head was low and her eyes were glaring at Boomer. Boomer was looking away from her gaze. Brick just shook his head and poured water into his glass.

Butch and Buttercup were exchanging glances. Then both of them raised an eyebrow at Brute. "What the fuck? Are you two going to be exclusive now?" Brute questioned the two. She was totally suspicious of him and Brick.

Both of them blushed scarlet and sat still at the table. Brick and Boomer pretended not to know. She just rolled her eyes. Buttercup signaled Brute to come here. She whispered something in Brute's ear. It was inaudible to the three brothers.

"REALLY?!" Brute squealed loud. That made all four cover their ears. She noticed that and mouthed "Sorry". Buttercup patted Brute on her shoulder, saying "It's okay."

"Okay, since we all know that these two here are dating.. I'm going to sleep. Good night." Brick went out the kitchen door and went upstairs. Boomer was looking at his surroundings and then left.

Brute whispered to her, "I'll leave you two alone." Then left along with the rest.

All was there is Butch and Buttercup.