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Chapter four: Problems with a Rowdyruff

Strolling down stairs, Blossom held onto the railing, and peered around every corner, avoiding her parents at all costs. Looking in every which direction, even behind the staircase, she found that it was safe to take that last step to the floor. However, coming in through the back door that led out onto the porch, she failed to hear that specific person. Turning around, she came face to face with Butch, and screamed out of shock. Covering her mouth, so no one heard it, Blossom's heart race gained speed. "Oh dear good, honey, you…you scared the crap out of me!" she made an effort to laugh, so he wouldn't see through her masked thoughts.

"What are you doing, love?" he was curious as to why she seemed so frazzled, and scattered.

"Me? Why, I am not doing anything really. Just coming to get myself something refreshing to drink," she lied.

Knowing the way to the kitchen, he glanced over to it, and back at her. When she was walking down, it seemed to him that she was leading more towards the front door, rather than the kitchen. "You do realize that the kitchen is in that direction, hmm, darling?" he reminded, pointing towards it. Pausing for a moment, she bit her lip, trying to think of something fast. Laughing, to make up for the silence, he too chuckled, only because of how fake hers sounded, and smirked.

"Oh, yes, of course I know where it is, I was just…going to find you, so that we could sit together."

He sought to be a burden, so that she would just tell the truth, but then knew that it wasn't going to work. So he took a much more direct approach. "You are avoiding your parents aren't you?"

"Yep, pretty much."

"Bloody hell-"

"Yep, pretty much," she shrugged, figuring that he was stating this at the fact that she had to hide in her old home.

Huffing under his breath, he corrected, "No, you're just doing it so they don't ask you about our relationship…and I know you, and I know, from experience (!) that you couldn't tell a lie if your life was on the line." When saying this, the both of them were well aware that no one could deny it, but she was determined to try. Facing the truth was difficult for her at this time, being as she was already stressed. Feeling the tension raising, simply because she had to tell her parents that she was going to marry at the modest age of twenty one, and to an enemy when a child, it was almost unbearable. She wasn't sure how much more she was going to be able to take, and wasn't sure how much more Butch would withstand either.

Seeing the stress in her eyes, she stood silently. Her mind was on a different planet, and he wanted to be there beside her. Wrapping his arms around Blossom, so that she would feel more comforted, he kissed the top of her head. The warmth of his body spread to hers, as he embraced her closer, barricading Blossom with affection. "Hey, there's no need to worry! Everything is going to work out just fine, I promise." Rubbing up and down her back, he continued on. "The Professor, and Kean are going to love the idea of us getting married! And…if not…then we'll find a way to make it work. We will, I'm sure of it, you wanna know why?"

"Mmm," she mumbled in response.

"Because we are inseparable, there is nothing that could break us apar-"

The ringing of her mobile filled the surrounding area. Coming from Blossom's purse, she cocked her brow at the impeccable, and horrible, timing. "Uhh, give me…just one second-hello?" she answered, flipping the cell open. "Bubbles? Bubbles, is that you? Why on earth are you crying, and who the heck is Doug?" she asked, almost scared to be told the answer.

Sobbing, her eyes were drenched with tears, that continually rolled down her cheek. Caught on words, she stuttered, while blowing her nose. "D-d-Doug - that stup-id-id little rat doggg' dis-dis-destroyed him! He was sitting on the top shelf, and that evil piece of poo poo, call a doggg' killed Doug!" she moped, picking up the pieces, and throwing the used tissue at her feet.

Confusing, thinking that her sister loved, and cared for all animals, she still remained one step behind. "Uhh, what evil rat dog?"

"Buttercup's! The evil tiny, but ferocious demon doggg' she scooped up from the alley way! It eats everything that it touches, and it ate…it…a-ate…Doug!" she cried, blowing her nose into a new tissue. "I bet it spotted it's pray, knock him over, and chewed on it like a bone, ohhh, if I ever see that doggg' again, I am gonna chew on it like a bone! Which is surprising," she went on to a new subject, changing into a much more happy mood, "Normally by now I would have thought that I would of seen him. Strange…Buttercup hasn't been her all day either. When I got up this morning, she was just like…gone…maybe for good!" she hoped, praying that BC had gone out and bought her own home.

Remaining confused, Blossom wondered, "So…where do you think she is now?"

"Who? Buttercup, geez I have no idea…maybe I'll go out looking for her later, since she isn't answering her tele'!"

"But, wait, you don't know where she -?" Before being able to finish, the front door down the hall busted open. Peering around the wall, as they weren't expecting any visitors, the only thing she saw was a young girl with black hair. "Uhh, Bub, I am going to have to call you back."

Clearing out her nose, she requested, "Okay, but when you do, can you make sure that you-hello? Hello? Blossom, you still there? Blossy? …Hmm." Finding that she had hung up on her, she tossed the cell to the side, and continued crying over her knick knack.

Looking at Butch, as at this point he had no clue what was happening, Blossom approached the girl that waited in the foyer. She was motionless, as her eyes darted from here to there. Turning around, she spotted a blue vase that was sitting on the table, and decided to pick it up, and examine its details. Observing the bottom foundation of it, she couldn't figure out why it was so large, and rounded, with only one flower inside. However, her attention was struck, when a familiar voice reached out to her. "Buttercup? Buttercup, is that you?" she asked, causing Butch to choke on the own air he breathed.

Blank faced, she made eye contact with her sister, and slowly began to grin. Squeezing out of her arms, in a maniacal stunt, Cannon leaped out of BC's grip, and soared onto the floor. Racing towards her sister as fast as he could go, Blossom squealed, "Ahh! Help me, someone help me, it is the demon dog!" Flinching, she flew a few feet off the ground, causing the dog to slide underneath her, as he couldn't stop in time. With the slippery marble floors that had just been waxed, he made an effort to dig his claws in the surface, but it was too slick. Banging his head to chair that sat on the other side of the room; he fell over with a soft yelp.

With flinching in check, she soon realized what an exaggeration Bubbles' definition to 'Demon Dog' was, as he got up, wobbled around some, and plopped back down.

Wandering over to her side, hesitant to see the face of a true demon again, Butch stared at Buttercup, and then blinked. Buttercup crossed her arms, and huffed, but was not offended by how no one seemed to be glad she was there. Yet, when things got awkward, being as the two of them were both so shocked they had nothing to say, and she wouldn't dare make conversation with him, she informed, "Yeah, I think I am just going to go back up to my old room now, if you don't mind."

Making her way past them, Blossom couldn't allow her to do that. "Hey! Not that you aren't welcome here, but…you really aren't welcome here at this time. Why did you even come, without calling?"

Seriously offended now, she walked back down the few stairs she had climbed, and got at minimum distance to her sister, so that there would be no misunderstandings. "Me? Call just for coming? Who the hell would call just to say they are coming, when you can't even pick up the god damn phone to say that you are engaged!" Screaming this at her, Blossom back up, and covered her face with her hands. "Yeah, princess, you must be so busy with your picture perfect life that you can't tell me about it! And, not only did you get engaged without my consent, no, you also had to run off and marry this son of a bitch..right here!" She expressed her anger, and pointed towards the aged Rowdyruff Boy.

First being surprised, Butch felt the same as his fiancée did, but soon came enraged, after Buttercup spoke these hurtful words. "What? I am no son of a bitch, if there is any bitch in this room then it is you! What is wrong with you, anyway, girlie? You show up unexpected, barge in here with your shitty insolence, and you still have the right to yell, shorty?"

"Yo, shit for brain, just because you use 'big words'" she air quoted, "doesn't make you sound any smarter! We all know that you are still the same big ball of stupid you were, before hooking up with that chick," she indicated, causing Blossom to jolt her head up, "So I don't know why you are emphasizing your stupidy, acting like we don't all know you are an idiot, and, uh, yeah, this is my god damn house! So get out of it, before I call the cops, because, yes, I do have the right!"

"What the hell is your problem?" he asked, erupting from her insults.

"I don't have a problem, mushy brain."

"Ohh, shit, I think you do!"

"No, not in the slightest."

"Yes, you do!"

"No, I do not!" she hissed, not allowing Blossom to say what she needed to.

"Uh, yeah you do!"

"Nope."

"Yes."

"How many times do I have to lay it out for you, big daddy, I for one, do not have a problem! You on the other hand, you've been a problem since birth-" Buttercup was cut off by her sister's painful screaming.

With her arms to the side creating a fist, she flew up in the air, while yelling, "Shut uppp'!" Her voice was like a thousand knives, and spoke a thousand words in itself. Grabbing their attention, she landed safely on the ground. "Both of you! If both of you don't get the heck along, as long as she is here…" she directed to Butch, and he sighed, "And as long as he is here," she directed towards Buttercup, and she growled at her, "Then both of you are going to have a very big problem!" She kept everything from being oblivious, and if they didn't get their acts together, after only being near each other for a short period of time, then there would be consequences.

"But-" the two of them objected.

Refusing to even know what complaints they had, she fumed, "No buts! I don't want to hear it, so if you two would please, for me, try and get along, then that would make me very happy."

Ending the discussion, Blossom began to walk away, when she caught BC's hand raised, out of the corner of her eye. Once being queued to speak, she went on. "What if that said person – really doesn't give a rat's ass about your happiness?" Buttercup asked, causing her sister to groan with frustration.