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Yes, if you didn't know your Lion King knowledge, you wouldn't have guessed it but I think I did a pretty good job on giving out hints. I thought Bubbles uncles were a dead give-away. Here's the next chapter and this time, it's Buttercup. Can you guess which Disney fairy tale she's from?
~Rosa
Chapter Three: Buttercup's Tale
Bunny was driving from Bubbles' house when she spotted a certain someone walking down the road. It was raining when she left but to her luck, it was only a light shower that didn't even last fifteen minutes. She looked at her watch and only shook her head at the time. Sighing, she pulled to a stop next to the pedestrian and rolled down the window.
"Jack, why aren't you at the Lounge, yet?" Jack only glanced at Bunny and continued on walking. Sighing once more, Bunny rolled her eyes and asked again with a more annoyed tone. "Him, why aren't you at the Lounge, yet?"
"Oh, Bunny!" Him stopped and turned around with a smile on his face. "Honey, why are you here? You're shift isn't until one."
Feeling a headache coming along, Bunny slammed her head on the stirring wheel. Sometimes, the world always finds a way to surprise her. Running a hand over her throbbing forehead, Bunny groaned. "It'll be one in ten minutes, Jack. You should have been there three hours ago. BC is going to kill you." When she saw that nothing was going through, she tried again. "Care for a ride?"
"Girlfriend, I thought you'll never ask." He walked around and opened the door on the passenger side. "Damn rain made me have to wait inside until it stopped. There was no way that I was going out in that storm. Do you know how long it took me to get my hair the way I wanted?"
Starting the engine again, Bunny took off and headed for work. "And you wonder why people say your gay, Jack."
"It's Him, love. Not Jack. I never liked that name. And I'm not gay! I don't know why people think that! You don't know how..."
Bunny wasn't listening anymore. She didn't have time to listen to Him's speech on why he's not gay. Maybe if it wasn't for the fact that Jack was in his mid-twenties that liked to wear red dresses with black ruffles along with black heels and have people refer to him as well, Him, people would believe he wasn't gay.
"Yeah, and I'm the Queen of England." Bunny mumbled under her breath as Him continued on with his rant. The guy was gay and he had a deep case of denial.
...***...
"Where in the hell have you been, Jack?" Buttercup demanded. She stood on toes to look Him in the eyes but it still didn't help. Him was tall without the heels so it just added to his height. "You should have been here at eleven, not one! Dammit! Do you know what kinda shit you just put me in? Do you?"
Him only looked at Buttercup with a bored expression. He wasn't scared of the black hair beauty's temper but he was sure as hell jealous. He would always bug her on how she could keep her skin so white even during the summer. Or what brand of lipstick she used to keep her lips so red. It was kind of hard for Him to fear the girl when he was too busy wishing to have the same bewitching beauty as her.
The yelling stopped and Him took it as his cue to answer the raging harpy in front. "BC, first, the name is Him and second, how do you keep your hair so soft?"
Buttercup screamed and dove at the gender confused moron. Bunny only moaned. Couldn't she go to work and not have to stop Buttercup from killing Him? Apparently not and she knew her dad would never fire either of his employees, too. Him needed the cash for college and her parents were all for education. Buttercup, as far as Bunny knew, needed the job to help with her family because her mom wouldn't work and someone had to take care of a house full of seven boys.
"No! Not that! Anything but that! Please have mercy!"
Snapping out of her thoughts, Bunny saw Buttercup on top of Him, holding a glass of water his face. Him waved his hands up front as he begged for her not to use the deadly weapon. Looks like Bunny had to save the idiot once again. "BC, don't you have to pick up your brothers?"
Her head snapped up, eyes wide when she looked at the time. "Shit! I'm late! Varina is going to kill me." She got up and grabbed her coat off a chair in the employees' lounge. Putting it on she patted her pockets, making sure her keys were there. "I still have to go to the market and I have to pick up my brothers and and-"
"Buttercup, go."
"Right." Nodding her head at Bunny, she turned towards the door but not before flipping Him the bird as she ran out.
"Why, I never." Him smoothed out his dress, taking great care on making sure that there was no more wrinkles. It would not do if the costumers saw him with wrinkled clothes. Dusting off his the ruffles, he looked at Bunny as she just glared. "What?"
...***...
Buttercup was speeding down the streets, not giving one ounce to the rules. She had to pick up her brothers, buy the groceries, do the laundry and clean the house all by five. It was already after one and she should have been home by now but Him just had to come late, again. Was it so hard to come to work on time? Sneering, Buttercup moved to the next line, not bothering to spare a second glance to the person she just cut.
Pulling in the parking lot, Buttercup turned off the engine and jumped out of the car and ran full force to the front. Once inside, she skidded to a halt at the front desk and began to pant. Catching her breath, she gave the lady behind the desk her best smile. "Hi, Buttercup DeWitt, I'm here to pick up my younger brothers."
"Names?"
She rolled her lime green eyes. "Come on, Sally. You know who they are. Can you just let me through? I'm in a hurry."
Sally didn't look up from her magazine that she was reading as she popped her gum. "Names?"
Growling, Buttercup slammed her head on the counter. "Aaron, Tristan, Caleb, Ethan, Elias, Paul and Alex DeWitt," she lifted her head that now sported a bright red mark, "can I go, now?"
The women just pushed a button and a buzzing sound was heard. Huffing, Buttercup opened the door and began running down the hall to the classrooms that each boy was in. Minutes later, Buttercup walked out with her seven brothers at toll, nodding and awe-ing as they showed her the projects that they made. Unlocking the doors to the van, she ushered them inside and buckled the younger ones in as the older three did their own. Going to her seat, she strapped herself in and drove away.
"You were late, is everything okay?"
Buttercup quickly looked at Aaron, the oldest out of her younger brothers. The ten-year-old with brown glasses looked at her, waiting for an answer. He was always worried about her and she hated it. She did everything she could to make her brothers happy and having them worry about her was not making them happy.
"Yeah, just got hold up at work, that's all."
Aaron didn't say anything as his eyes looked up ahead. He saw his sister make a left instead of the usual right. "Skip shopping, sis. We can just have leftovers for dinner." He didn't have to look to know that she just shook her head and pretended to not have heard him. "I mean it."
"No can do, short-fry. You know how Varina feels about re-eating the same meal twice in a row."
"Who gives two shits about the ugly hag, BC."
Buttercup came to a stop at a red light and gave him a stern look. "What did I tell you about using that kind of language, Aaron?" Her brother just shrugged his shoulders as he didn't dare look at her. Lights changing to green, Buttercup went back to looking at the road and sighed. "It's fine, okay. I don't mind. As long as you and the others are taken care of, that's all that matters to me, okay?"
"But-"
"No, now...just enjoy the ride and maybe, if there is enough, I'll buy you guys some candy." Buttercup looked over to Aaron but all he did was look away from her and out the window. She only sighed as she continued on driving.
Crossing his arms, Aaron looked at his older sister and wondered why she was still here. She was a grown-up now and she could move out whenever she wanted, so why did she stay? Why did she let their stepmom treat her like a servant of some sort? Why won't she just leave?
...***...
"I hope you know I still expect this house to be clean by five o'clock." Varina, a woman in her late forties, glared at Buttercup as soon as she stepped inside the door. From one glance, people would think her beautiful but it was when she opened her mouth did they see how truly ugly she really was.
"I know, Varina but-" Buttercup's cheek began to sting. She was already used to this so the pain didn't last and Buttercup learned long ago that Varina took in great pleaser to see her cry. Turning her face to look Varina, she only glared as not one tear fall.
Varina only sneered making her uglier than before. "You should learn some respect you little brat. You will refer to me as "Mother" or "Ma'ma" not by my name." She turned around and grabbed a piece of paper with writing on it and handed it to Buttercup. "For your disobedient, here is a list of things that I want you to do as well as your regular chores."
"Yes, Mother." Buttercup took the slip of paper and placed it in her back pocket before walking over to the kitchen.
She gave a small smile when she saw that her brothers already put the food away for her. Grabbing what she needed for dinner, she preheated the oven and began with her already exhausting chores.
It was close to ten and Buttercup wasn't even done with what she needed to do. She already knew that if Varina found out that she didn't finish, it would only mean more work for tomorrow. She hated living here but she only stayed because of her brothers. Varina only lashed out on her and as long as the she-witch aimed it at her, her brothers were spared. Besides, it wasn't like she had the money to leave anyways. All her earning went straight to the bills and whatever else Varina wanted.
At first, Buttercup just laughed when Varina gave her a list for Buttercup to buy with her money and it was going well until Varina invited a guy over to take the boys away to an all year private school across the world.
She growled as she scrubbed the tub even harder. All her hard earn money was going to that selfish bitch and Buttercup couldn't do anything about it. Every time she tried to rebel, the threat of losing her brothers to a private school came to play and Buttercup couldn't have that. After the death of their father, her brothers were the only family that she had left.
She couldn't leave, not until she found a way to get them under her care and away from Varina and until then, Buttercup wasn't going anywhere. Though, she had no idea why Varina didn't like her to begin with. The witch was nice when she first met her four years ago, a year after her mother died giving birth to her twin brothers Paul and Alex. And then, her dad died a year later. She was only fifteen at the time and now, three years later, Buttercup was still working. Buttercup barely passed high school because of all this.
At least the hag buys you clothes. The thought made her laugh as Buttercup rinsed out the clean tub. Clothes, if they could be called that, were two sizes too big for her and they were always dirty with holes when she got them. Rinsing her hands, Buttercup looked herself over in the mirror. She had bags under her eyes and her skin was dirty with dust and dirt. Her hair was dull and in a need for a major haircut because the long ebony black hair was starting to get in her way.
Why did her stepmom hate her so much anyways? What did she do to her?
"Sissy?"
She looked to see Paul standing there, rubbing his eye while holding a teddy bear close to him. Buttercup only smiled at her sleepy brother who seemed he would rather spend his days sleeping away. The four-year-old stood by the bathroom door, waiting for Buttercup.
Getting down on her knees, Buttercup rubbed his light brown hair. "Hey, kiddo, shouldn't you be asleep."
"I thirsty."
Grabbing his small hand, Buttercup led him down the stairs and to the kitchen. After which, she put him back in bed and began checking on the rest of her brothers. Alex slept like a crazy person with a goofy grin on his face that made Buttercup smile as she tucked him in and gave him a light kiss on his head. She had to time herself before as she tried to give Elias a kiss but the boy kept sneezing and she found it cute how even in his sleep, Ethan would still get bashful when she kissed him goodnight.
She walked out and closed the door before going to the next room where the others slept. She opened the door and saw the other three sleeping soundly. Walking in, she gave Tristan a kiss who scrolled at the touch, Caleb who beamed and gave Aaron a kiss as she removed his glasses.
Her boys and she would do whatever it took to keep them safe. Even though, she wished that one day, she could escape and take them with her to a better place.
Closing the door, she walked back to the bathroom and grabbed a rug but put it right back down and turned off the lights instead. "Screw it, I'm going to bed. I'll just finish it before she wakes up."
Updated: 5 November 2014