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"Courage isn't having the strength to go on- It's about going on when you have no strength."

~Napoleon Bonaparte

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"Hey Butters, you gonna start the fight this time." Briella asked from her spot in the front row.

"No, I'm just waiting for the oh-so-brave Prince Butch to strike, or are you too afraid to hit a girl?" Buttercup said smirking at him.

Butch scowled. He rose his hand slowly and a ball of rock rose to meet it. He grabbed it and split it right down the middle. He pulled out sai's as if they had been sitting in the earth waiting to be brought out by their haughty owner.

"What? You not gonna use a weapon?" His answer was the wave of a hand and a tsk. Buttercup formed a fist and filtered through it and into the form of a staff. She took it in both hands and began to twirl it around her, eyes never leaving Butch and smirk never dropping from her face. With one final spin she slammed the staff into the ground so hard it went a foot deep. When she pulled it up a huge siked double headed war hammer head had formed itself on the end. Butch could only look at the work of art with wonder.

Buttercup blew her bangs out of her eyes and turned her back to her opponent. She closed her eyes and listened.

"The hell are you waiting for, go!" Buttercup ordered. Butch surprised everyone by starting the fight. He lunged straight for Buttercup full force. At the last minute she spun out of the way and squashed him with her hammer. He struggled against the weight of her hammer, finally slipping out and taking off in the opposite direction.

"The fuck?! Are you running away?!" Buttercup asked watching as he ran up the wall and back flipped into the air. She realised what he was going for and flew above him. He threw one of his sai's at her, which hit her wing. She plummeted to the ground only to be swallowed by it.

Butch landed where she had disappeared and looked around. He bent down and felt the ground, waiting to hear any kind of movement. Buttercup had no intention of being found and moved as if she were above ground and in the air. She got herself ready and when Butch was standing up she sprung up and uppercut his jaw. She did a few quick jabs to his stomach and his weapons disappeared. He looked at his hands, temporarily distracted. Buttercup used it to her advantage and formed a tranquilizer gun in her hand, shooting him in three places. His eyes widened as he completely lost control of his body, all control was with Buttercup.

"Hey, what did you do to me? Why can't I move on my own?" Butch asked.

"I shot you with a special sap that only earth and nature fairies can get ahold of, duh." She snickered back. He growled and tried to move again. Buttercup flicked her wrist and he sat down like a dog.

"If you're going to growl like an animal you're gonna sit like one to, now any suggestions on how to humiliate him for his inaccurate comments about girls?"

"Hey, Chica, why not have him-" The chupacabra boy was cut off by a sudden squeal.

"I know Butters! Pick me!" Buttercup looked at her skeptically, but none the less allowed her to continue. "Dance Butchie, dance!" Briella shouted from her seat. Buttercup got an evil glint in her eyes, and Butch looked about ready to pee his pants. She flicked her wrist again and he began dancing like a drunk face planted so many times he actually passed out.

"Damn, you'd think he'd put up more of a fight. I mean, my control on him lessened after his third pirouette." Buttercup sent a rock hurdling toward his still form, and when he didn't flinch ar try to block it she lifted him up over her shoulder and dropped him into his seat.

She then turned to her new classmates and said, "And that, boys is what happens when you down talk the female species. Any questions?"

They all cowered in fear and shook their heads as no one dared to speak.

"Good." And with that the bell rang signaling testing time.

Me/Briella: And scene, sorry it's so short
Buttercup:Really that's it?! No extremely over the top battles?!
Me/Briella: I have reasons.
Buttercup:Reasons my ass!
Butch:*Walks in right at that moment* What about your sexy ass?
Buttercup: *Turns around with a beat red face and slaps Butch into next week*
Byden: Damn, I've never seen him fly that far from one slap before.
Bubbles: That's just a small slap on the Buttercup slap scale, see!*Brings out chart with the distance of Buttercup's slaps*
Me/Briella: When did he get here?!
Byden: Bye!
Me/Briella: Hey! -_-