AN: Yeah I don't really have much to say, hope you've been enjoying the story!

Chapter 6: Challenge 6

Buttercup's POV

Even with all the injuries and near death experiences, this challenge wasn't nearly as bad as it could be. My sisters are being nice to me, most guys in Townsville think I'm hot shit, and I made a really good friend. I sat up in my bed and stretched until I felt satisfied. I hopped out of bed and immediately walked to my dresser, ready to take on the sixth challenge. I was feeling pretty confident going into this one even though I was still pretty (extremely) sore from the day before. Yup, I got rhymes, you never know when they will come in handy. I picked up the letter and started to read it and honestly was surprisingly happy with the challenge: "Dear Buttercup, I hope you aren't too injured from your little car crash! I see that you handle physical challenges well, so here's your next one; There is a huge party tonight starting at 9 PM and you have to attend and stay until you either get kicked out, brought home with a guy, or the party ends. Have fun, party hard, you must get completely trashed, make sure you are drunk when you leave the party."

I couldn't tell if this guy was dense or if he honestly believed that this was a hard challenge for me. My family didn't know, but I partied all the damn time… I just usually had a friend with me. Maybe Kit liked to party! I quickly pulled my phone out of my pocket and sent her a text, not caring if she was still asleep or not, this was more important.

Me: Hey Kit! Good morning sunshine, how would you like to come crash a party with me tonight?

Kit: YOU BITCH I WAS SLEEPING!

Me: ouch, Kitty has claws lol, but seriously, wanna come?

Kit: maybe I would consider it if you didn't just fucking wake me up!

Me: Fine I'll just go by myself and possibly get drugged and raped.

Kit: Read: 7:38

"Fuckin' bitch." I grumbled to myself and walked downstairs to see Bubbles and Blossom waiting at the table for me. "Did I do something?" I didn't mean for it to sound as harsh as it did, but I wasn't in a great mood after my short conversation with Kitty so I didn't bother excusing myself. I made eye contact with Bubbles and she surprised me with a glare.

"We were just wondering if you could make breakfast this morning, but I'm not sure if I even want you to anymore. We've been very tolerant of your recent behavior and secretiveness, but you've been acting like a big brat! I don't care if you're injured, you have no right to treat us like this!" I raised an eyebrow at her outburst and gave her a blank look.

"You done?" She let out a huge sigh and the look of anger from her face disappeared.

"Yeah… Sorry about that." Bubbles looked guilty and I absolutely hated that look. Guilt didn't suit her very well.

"S'okay. Do you guys want to do something today? I'm free until later tonight." I looked between my two sisters and was pleased to see that they both looked happy to accept the offer.

"Buttercup, we'd love to! I feel like we haven't had a sister day in forever…" Blossom's excitement actually helped to improve my mood from this morning's conversation with Kit.

"Let's go to the mall!" my lip turned up in disgust, but I quickly covered it up when I saw how happy they both looked. I could take one for the team just this once.

"Ugh fine, I guess we can go to the mall…" Both of my sisters squealed loudly in delight, and despite the annoying nature of the noise, it brought a smile to my face. "Ok hurry and get ready, we can go out for breakfast too, I'm feeling kinda lazy." I didn't even wait to hear their response before running upstairs to change.

I decided on a simple look so it would be easier to get ready for the party tonight. I jumped in the shower and brushed my teeth at the same time so that my morning routine wouldn't take as long. When I got out, I dried off and picked out a simple outfit: black leggings, a dark forest green football jersey that was a few sizes too big, and white air jordans. I put in three silver crystal earrings in each ear and my normal makeup. I flipped my hair over and shook my head until it had a messy wavy look, then put just enough hairspray in it so it wouldn't get frizzy when it dried. I flipped it back over and parted it so that my bangs weren't even noticeable. Without even looking in the mirror, I ran out of my room and slid down the railing, making it to the empty living room. "UGH HURRY UP! I'M HUNGRY!"

"Give us time Buttercup!" I groaned overdramatically and flopped on the couch. I stared at the ceiling as I waited for my sisters to finish primping when my phone started buzzing, indicating that someone was trying to facetime me. I pulled my phone out of the front of my leggings and checked who was calling me: Kit-Kat, my name for Kit in my phone. I contemplated declining it, but thought better of it and picked up.

"Hey Kit-Kat, I thought you were still bitter about the wakeup call." I immediately regretted saying that when she began sputtering apologies, on the verge of crying.

"I'm so, so, so sorry! That was so rude of me to do, you were just trying to be nice and you've been nothing but nice to me and I keep doing this kind of shit to you. You must hate-"

"Kit, It's fine, I'm not mad at you and I don't hate you… as long as you come to the party with me tonight." I added the last part as a joke, but I honestly hoped she would agree to come anyways.

"Buttercup, I'm not a huge party person…"

"Kitty Hearts I NEED you to come to this party with me! I need a party buddy, someone might put something in my drink if you aren't there!" She looked skeptical, but I stared at her through the screen with the widest, most pleading eyes I could possibly make, courtesy of Bubbles teaching me the look. Eventually she sighed in defeat and I squealed in victory. "AHH I LOVE YOU KIT! YOU WON'T REGRET IT!" she rolled her eyes, but I could see the small smile on her face.

"Yeah, whatever. When are you picking me up?"

"9:30 tonight, dress sexy! See ya Kit!" She looked like she was going to protest, but before she could, I hung up the phone and slid it back into the waistline of my leggings. "GUYS C'MON!" Within a second, they were both down in the living room, finally ready to go out.

We walked out to my car and jumped in, me driving, Blossom in shotgun, and Bubbles in the back. I pulled out of the driveway and drove along the road until we came to a diner. I parked perfectly between two smart cars and we all piled out and walked into the Diner, being seated almost immediately. Since we always came here to eat, we kinda have a special here that the worlaiyress would put on before we even sat down.

"So, what have you guys been up to lately, I don't really see you guys too much outside of the house…" I looked out the window that was next to our booth, I really have been pretty distant from them.

"We fought a monster the other day, but you know about that already. We've gone to the beach a few times already, but that's all really, you've done a lot more than us." It was hard to miss the slightly bitter tone that Blossom used on the last part. My nose twitched slightly in irritation, but I wanted to have a good time with my sisters so I kept myself in check.

"Well, gotta have stories to tell when you're older, right?" Blossom sent me a sharp glare, obviously not amused by my response. I put my hands in front of me in a defensive gesture. She looked like she was about to lecture me, but that was precisely when the food came out, saved by the bell.

The waitress sat a plate of blueberry pancakes in front of Bubbles, a chicken Cesar salad for Blossom, and a stack of chocolate chip waffles with a side of bacon, eggs, and hash browns. My smile grew wide and I dug in without hesitation.

"Slow down, Buttercup! You have time!" I looked up at Blossom and saw a disgusted look on her face.

"Buh ih Rwiley guwd!" I spoke to her with my mouth full and she turned away from me.

"Ugh! Show SOME table manners!" I just shrugged and continued with my meal, enjoying every bite of it. I was obviously the first to finish, which might seem odd since Blossom literally only had a salad and I had more food than the other two combined, but I was definitely the eater of the three of us. I tapped my foot impatiently as I watched them eat their food slowly.

"Why do you guys take so long to eat?! God it's gonna be time for me to go by the time we get to the mall and I kinda need a new outfit for tonight!" I added the last part on so Bubbles would eat faster, she has always wanted to help me pick out an outfit. My strategy seemed to work as she picked up the pace, stuffing pancakes into her mouth like I had done with my waffles earlier. Blossom shivered in distaste and continued to slowly eat the last of her salad, thank god she ordered something small.

The Waitress brought us the check, seeing that we were almost done and I pulled out the money to cover my share of the check and eventually my sisters did the same. Once the waitress collected the Check, we all said our thanks and goodbyes and walked out to my car, well I sprinted and jumped in without bothering with the doors.

"You're always overdoing things Buttercup! Just calm down for one day while you're with us and please don't drag us into any of this crazy stuff you've been getting into lately." I rolled my eyes to the point where I thought they were gonna get stuck, then shot a devious glare at my unnecessarily uptight sister.

"Gee Bloss, ever heard the saying don't piss off the fucking driver?" She glared heavily at me.

"Buttercup you better n-" with that, I took of fast and slammed on brakes so that her face smashed into the air bag, but not hard enough to activate it, just hard enough to get her to fuck off a little. She let out a small growl, but aside from that, nothing. My smirk grew as she sulked in the seat beside me.

The car ride to the mall was only five minutes from the Diner and once we got there and parked, we all piled out of my car and walked towards the huge building that I usually try so hard to avoid.

"Guys I'm having second thoughts about this." Both Bubbles and Blossom stopped abruptly in front of me, causing me to stumble into them. "What the fuck guys!" They turned around slowly, almost as if it was from a horror movie.

"There. Are. No. Second. Thoughts. Understand?" I nodded my head rapidly and followed them into the overcrowded building. I looked at all the girly stores in disgust, especially Victoria's Secret since I had to wear that shitty excuse for clothing to the polar plunge.

"Why do you guys like this shit?" I asked myself more than I did them, but Bubbles, being as naive as she is, answered me anyways.

"There's always room for more shirts, jeans, shorts, dresses, sandals, rompers, boots, leggings, bras, panties, leggings, crop tops, socks, shoes-"

"You already said shoes."

"No, I said sandals and boots, they're different." If I could roll my eyes any harder, I would have.

"Look, I'm looking for party outfits, where should I go? It can't be childish and I have to look hot. Bubbles, I'm counting on you to help me here ok?" Her eyes got this brilliant sparkle that screamed that she was going to hook me up. She grabbed my arm and started to fly, obviously forgetting I didn't have powers at the moment.

"BUBBLES SLOW DOWN!" She immediately slammed on brakes and I was sent flying into a store that I couldn't see the name of as I flew through the doors. In some stroke of luck, I flew right into a clothes rack, making the impact a lot less painful. I looked around at the clothes I had crash landed into and my mouth dropped open a little, these were the exact kinds of clothes I was looking for.

As I glanced around I saw short skirts, crop tops, heels, boots, leggings, shorts dresses, and anything any party gore would dream of. I walked around the store and picked up a pair of dark ripped denim shorts and a dark forest green wrap around crop top. I picked up a badass looking leather jacket and a pair of black six inch lace up boots. I went to the back to try them on and got a fitting room. After putting everything on, I realized that the leather jacket wasn't needed for this outfit, but I wanted it anyways. The top showed the prefect amount of skin and the shorts were the perfect length, just covering my butt and fit my ass perfectly. The boots only made the look sexier, the Perfect touch to the outfit. I changed back into my clothes and stepped out to buy them when Bubbles and Blossom ran up to me, freaking out.

"Oh my god I'm so glad we found you! We didn't even see what store you went in after Bubbles flung you!"

"I'm sorry it was an accident! Are you ok?"

"Yeah I'm fine, I crashed into a clothes rack so it wasn't so bad…" They visibly sighed in relief, then eyed the pile of clothes I had in my hand.

"Is that your outfit?" I sent a small smirk and nodded, not saying anything as I got up to the register.

"What shoes did you get?" Bubbles was eyeing the box with great curiosity, she had some sort of infatuation with shoes.

"You'll see when we get home." I handed the money to the cashier and took the bag she gave me and started to walk out. They caught up and Blossom grabbed my arm.

"We aren't done shopping yet! We still need to go to PINK, yes you have to come in with us, Vinyard Vines, Abercrombie, Hollister, American Eagle, and Express." I wanted to DIE. Well, I liked Express… I unwillingly followed my sisters into PINK and decided I could buy something to piss Blossom off. She and Bubbles were looking around at leggings, hoodies, and t-shirts, so I slipped into Victoria's Secret and started looking through the bras and panties. I picked up a push-up bra with a nude base and black lace overtop, then its matching panty, a see through lacy black thong. Without telling them, I paid for the set and took the bag, seeing them while getting out of line.

"Hey Buttercup, what'd you get?" I gave Blossom my troublemaker look and shrugged, walking out of the store to wait for them. Once they finished checking out, we went to all of their favorite stores, me complaining the whole time.

After what felt like a decade, they were done, or so I thought. Right before we left the god forsaken building, Bubbles and Blossom blindsided me and dragged me into MAC makeup store. Without letting me go, they told one of the employees that I wanted a makeover, Bubbles shooting me a dangerous look that dared me to resist. I sighed in defeat and let it happen, I didn't have my powers right now, they could force me to do anything.

I was led to a stool and the lady got to work on my face, applying foundation that I was sure hid my freckles, eyeshadow that I wasn't sure the color of, eyeliner, the only thing I was ok with so far, contour, mascara, and from what I could see, baby pink lipstick. I honestly didn't want to see myself, but the lady held a mirror up to my face and I had to admit, I looked like a fucking supermodel! Turns out, the lady gave me a smoky eyeshadow and I actually liked it.

"She'll take everything you used on her!" I whipped around to glare at Bubbles, but she just gave me this evil look that made me do it. I groaned in frustration and bought all $356 of the stupid shit I didn't even need.

After that, we left the mall and drove back home, I didn't say a word to either of them, they pissed me off today. We only stopped for Wendy's since we were all hungry, but after that, I went back to Ignoring them. Eventually, we got home, and when we did, I threw my new clothes in the washer, finishing my chicken nuggets and fries and watched TV while waiting for them to be done.

About two episodes of Game of Thrones later, I switched over my clothes and turned on the next episode. I was thoroughly enjoying it, but about ten minutes in, the TV turned off. I felt anger boil in my chest and whipped around to stare Blossom and Bubbles down with the fiercest glare I could manage. Both actually jumped back a few inches and looked honestly scared for their lives. Good. I still have it.

"Turn. It. On." I let my lip curl up and showed my teeth, probably looking extremely dangerous and animalistic, but whatever works. Bubbles, who has never seen this side of me, trembled in place, looking towards the remote in Blossom's hand. When neither made a move to turn it back on, I violently stood up, knocking over the couch as I got up to show them I wasn't playing. Someone was about to die and I wanted to know who.

"If this television isn't back on and I don't see who dies in the next ten seconds, someone in this room will die. And it won't be me." Immediately, Bubbles reached for the remote, but Blossom moved it away from her.

"Blossom, I think she's serious." Bubbles whimpered, She was very clearly terrified.

"ten."

"She won't actually hurt us Bubbles. We have powers and she doesn't."

"For that comment you're at three seconds now."

"BLOSSOM PLEASE!"

"Two."

"NO BUBBLES!"

"One." With that, I picked up the coffee table with ease despite my lack of powers. I spun in a circle and threw the table in the direction of Blossom, and since she was caught of guard with my strength, it hit its mark. Bubbles screamed as Blossom flew back with the table and crashed into the wall. She tried to stop me as I ran towards the downed Blossom, but i roughly shoved her to the ground. Blossom threw the table back at me as I came closer, but I rolled under it and grabbed her ankles, pulling her back down to the ground. I jumped on top of her as soon as she fell and punched her hard in the stomach, successfully winding her.

"YOU ALREADY. FORCED ME. TO BUY. ALL. THAT. STUPID. MAKEUP SHIT. AND NOW. YOU TURN OFF. MY FUCKING. TV SHOW. FOR NO. FUCKING. REASON. TOO!" With every pause I took, I also delivered a hard punch to Blossom's face that wasn't looking so confident anymore. Since I didn't have my powers, I couldn't REALLY mess her up, but as of right now, her face looked like a big, painful bruise. "AND DON'T YOU EVER, I MEAN EVER, TALK ABOUT ME LIKE I CAN'T KICK YOUR ASS EVER AGAIN! IT DOESN'T MATTER IF I HAVE POWERS OR NOT, I'M NOT SOME WEAK FUCKING HUMAN!" I actually saw fear cross her expression as I cocked my fist back again. I went to deliver one last punch for her to remember, but I felt my arm get pulled back as I started to bring it down on my older sister.

My eyes widened in horror as I realized what I had just done. I was mad, really mad, but I didn't want to brutally attack her! "Shit, Bloss I'm so sorr-"

"No. You're not sorry. You never are. If you had your powers you probably would've killed me! The professor was right in taking your powers, you're INSANE! I don't think I would even feel safe around you with your powers anymore!" I didn't show it, but that actually hurt a lot, I really was sorry…

"No, Bloss, I really am s-" She abruptly stood up and shot me a hateful glare that made me want to cry, I didn't want her to hate me, she was my sister!

"I don't want to hear it Buttercup. I'm done with you, your attitude, your anger, and your craziness. Just stay out of my way until the professor comes home. Then MAYBE I'll THINK about LOOKING at you!" I felt physical pain at her words, I somehow managed to make one of the only people who still cared about me hate me too. She gave me one last disgusted look and turned her back on me, storming up to her room.

"I'm sorry…" I didn't let any tears fall, but it felt like I had a hundred pound weight installed in my heart. I was going to need this party tonight.

"She doesn't mean it, she'll forget about it by tomorrow morning. She's just being a drama queen!" I forced a laugh at Bubbles's joke and went to get my clothes from the dryer.

I went up to my room and changed, my mood improving when I saw how great I looked in my outfit and the makeup that I was so upset about earlier. I fixed my hair a little, only parting it so that there was more hair on the left side, then grabbed my licence and keys before jumping in my car. I drove to Kit's place and honked my horn as soon as I got there. When she didn't come out within five minutes I honked again, but this time I held it down to piss her off a little bit. I held the horn for three minutes and got many vicious complaints but neighbors, but I didn't really pay any mind. I only stopped when Kit walked out in a pair of low rise light denim shorts that were a little longer than mine, a pair of 4 inch heeled booties , a loose, lowcut gray crop top and an oversized black and white flannel over top. I smiled innocently at her as she glared at me from her door.

"What is WRONG with you?!" I busted out laughing, that was the exact reaction I had been going for.

"Too much! Get in the car, we're already late and I really need a drink after today. Can you drive back? Or are you gonna get trashed too." She looked at me somewhat concerned.

"Something happen?" I sighed in exasperation.

"Yeah. Got in a huge fight with Bloss and now she hates me. Honestly though, I'm trying to forget about it. You look nice by the way." I wanted a subject change and she fell for it.

"Thanks! It took me a while to put this outfit together, I'm glad you approve!" I laughed at her happiness from pleasing me. She really was a sweet girl. "You look amazing too, by the way. Every guy there is gonna be all over you." I flashed her a friendly smile and then turned my attention back to the road.

"Thanks Kit." We turned on the radio and sang loudly all the way to the party, earning amused looks from all the cars around us. We finally pulled up to a house, at least thirty cars were parked in the driveway and I could hear the music from a block away. I parked in a dark secluded place near the woods so that no drunk ass fool would damage it.

Once I turned off the car, Kit and I hopped out of the car and inconspicuously slipped into the party and saw that the house and the backyard were pretty crowded, almost everyone had a cup in their hands. As soon as we walked in the house, almost every male head turned and stared at the two of us, obviously more than happy to have us there. I gazed around the party and dragged Kit over to a shot competition that looked pretty intense. I watched as one of the guys was so drunk that he missed his mouth, spilling his shot all over his shirt. I started laughing loudly enough for them to hear and caught their attention immediately.

"So sexy, if you think it's so funny why don't you try to take Jason? He beats everyone." Kit tugged at my arm to try to get me away from the situation, but to her disappointment, I wasn't one to turn down a challenge. Even without my powers, my tolerance would be very high due to how much I drink WITH my powers.

"Bring it." The guys moved the loser of the last competition from his seat and I took his place, the guy known as Jason sitting across from me.

"You're about to be embarrassed sweetheart." Some random dude put a shot glass in front of each of us and filled it with whiskey, my favorite outside of fireball. We picked up the shot glass at the same time and threw it back, slamming the glass down at the same time, neither of us showing any reaction. I motioned for a refill and the refill guy was more than happy to fill both glasses. This time I didn't wait for Jason to pick up his glass, I just threw back the shot I was so used to and slammed the empty glass on the table indicating that I needed a refill before Jason could even lift his glass. He looked a little shaken, but he took his shot and motioned for a refill. Both of us got yet another shot and I took mine just as fast as the last time.

"Hey can we speed this game up a bit, I can feel the alcohol wearing off as I'm waiting for my next shot." Jason didn't seem too pleased by my comment especially since all the guys laughed at the joke that was directed at him. He threw back his shot and slowly put his glass down, probably to piss me off.

"I like to take my time sunshine." I rolled my eyes hard at the pet names he's been using and I look over at Kit to see her flirting with a guy, but still keeping an eye on me. I look Jason directly in his brown eyes and took my next shot without breaking eye contact. He narrowed his eyes and did the same thing, thinking he looked intimidating. We continued to effortlessly throw back each shot for about ten more shots. That was when the crowd cheered for the shot to be changed to vodka. I wasn't a fan, but I could definitely handle it perfectly fine. I held my breath as I took the shot so I wouldn't taste it as much and forced myself not to make a face. Jason's poker face wasn't nearly as good and I could tell he was more comfortable with whiskey.

"Aww, did that burn on the way down?" I teased my opponent and he bought into it, signaling for the next shot.

"Hell no." I grabbed my next shot and repeated the process from the last one, he took his and tried harder not to pull a face, but I could still see the small grimace. I mouthed the word 'baby' and I could swear the guy growled at me, but I wasn't phased. They decided to change again after six more shots of vodka and we were both obviously pretty drunk. I still smirked though as they brought out the fireball, I could drink the shit outta that. We both got our shot glasses and I downed mine as fast as the first one, Jason a little slower. I had to admit, he was pretty good to be at twenty one shots. After seven more shots of fireball, Jason was shit faced drunk and I was drunk too, but not as bad as he was.

I grabbed at the shot and tossed it back bringing my total to thirty shots. Jason struggled, but he drank his like it was a cup rather than a shot glass. I started laughing like a fucking fool at that and almost fell out of the fucking chair, that looked so damn funny!

"Dude you literally just drank that like it was a cup!" I hung onto some of the words since I was drunk, but I started laughing again soon, only stopping when our shots were put in front of us. I took the shot like a champ and Jason stared at it, contemplating whether he wanted to quit or throw up, I hope he just quits. My luck has never really been good though, and this guy was stubborn, so he tried to drink it, but one sip in, he threw up on the ground beside himself, and I jumped away from the table to get out of the line of fire. I was standing on my chair and smirked down at the loser in victory.

"Told ya I'd win you drunk piece of shit!" I busted out laughing, louder than I normally would and fell off of the chair and continued to laugh on the ground. All the guys around me stared in awe at the fact that I had bested the undefeated drinking champ. I laughed like a fool on the ground for a long while until I forgot what I was even laughing about.

I got up fast, too fast, and stumbled into a well built guy with dark hair and blue eyes. If I knew him, I certainly wouldn't have been able to remember.

"Hi I'm Buttercup." I was currently bracing myself against his VERY well defined chest and was probably closer than I would like to be if I weren't so drunk. He didn't seem to mind though since I felt his hand slide to my lower back, touching my bare skin.

"Hey there Buttercup. I'm Bryce, let's dance." I was too drunk to object and let him lead me to the dance floor. As I was walking, I felt his hand slide down farther to my ass, but that only made me laugh in the drunken stupor I was in. We got to a crowd of people and he pulled me closer so that my bit was grinding into him. I looked around feeling uncomfortable and made direct eye contact with Kit, the only person in this place that I knew. She was talking with a group of guys and looked like she was having fun, but she seemed to pick up on my distress. I wasn't one to turn down a good time, but I was getting bad vibes from this guy even with being totally trashed.

His hands moved from my hips more towards the front and I tried to move his hands back up, but he was really strong and being drunk and powerless, there wasn't much I could do to stop him.

"Stoooopp" I whined a little, hoping he would get the message, but he only reached down further, making my situation worse.

"Make me." I tried to break away from him, but he held me back strongly. "Oh wait, you can't." I looked around frantically for Kit and couldn't have been more relieved to hear Kit's voice.

"She told you to stop asshole! Let the girl go." The guys who were with Kit also came to my defense.

"Dude, that's not cool, she told you to stop." The guy squeezed my front and I squeaked loudly, a sound I usually never make.

"Make me." He said those words again and I struggled against him harder. In return, he stuck his hand on the inside of my thigh. I felt my anger build and I stomped on his foot with my heel, effectively getting the ass off of me. Kit grabbed my arm and started to drag me out of the house.

"Let's get you home, Buttercup. Your sisters are going to kill me…"

Kit's POV

I practically had to hold Buttercup. She was so drunk that she couldn't even walk without being fully supported. When we got close enough to her car, I stopped to grab the keys out of her back pocket and unlocked the doors. I supported Buttercup with my shoulder and opened the passenger side to put her in and buckle her up. She was completely unaware of everything going on around her, but was still conscious. I closed the passenger door and got in the driver's seat, pulling on the seat belt. I put the key in the car and turned it on. I went to put the car in reverse, but then I realized one small detail, I didn't know how to drive a manual car.

"Shit. Buttercup, we have a problem." I knew she probably didn't even comprehend what I said, but I needed to feel like I was in this with somebody else. I suddenly got an idea and pulled her phone out of her pocket and unlocked it, she told me her passcode earlier. I knew she would be mad at me for this, but it was the only way to get home. I looked through her contacts and called the person I was looking for. It didn't even ring once before she declined the call.

"You have reached the voicemail box of Blossom U-" I hung up the phone and tried Bubbles. They must've had one hell of a fight. I waited as the phone rang. Luckily, Bubbles still seemed to care about my drunk friend.

"Hey Buttercup!" She sounded peppy as she usually did.

"Actually, Bubbles, it's Kit. Do you know how to drive a manual car?" She took a while to respond, but she did nonetheless, sounding more concerned than earlier.

"Umm, no, but if you're with Buttercup she knows how to drive one. Why didn't you just ask her?" I cringed at her question, I could only hope she wouldn't get too upset when I told her that her sister was completely wasted.

"Umm, she had a little too much to drink and can't really drive… or talk." The line went quiet for a while and I was a little scared that Bubbles was mad at me.

"Blossom knows how to drive manual, but she and Buttercup aren't really on good terms right now… I'll go check with her." I could hear her call Blossom faintly and Blossom's responses.

"Blossom!"

"What?"

"Can you come here for a second?" I heard the sound of feet moving down the steps.

"What do you need Bubbles?"

"Ok hear me out. Kit needs help driving a manual car. Can you pick up Buttercup's car and let her drive yours?" For a while I couldn't hear anything.

"Why can't Buttercup drive them home?" The way Blossom spit out her name made something shoot through my chest, maybe it was anger. How could she say her sister's name with so much hatred?

"She isn't capable of driving at the moment."

"And WHY is she not capable of driving herself?" She didn't sound the least bit concerned and it angered me a bit. Sure, Buttercup was a little rough around the edges at times, but she really had a good heart.

"She drank a little too much…"

"Then that's HER situation to deal with! She put her and her friend in that situation but being as brash and irresponsible as she always is and she should have to deal with the consequences without me having to bail her out."

"Blossom, Kit's in a bad situation too! Don't penalize Kit because you're mad at Buttercup! You can't just leave them there!"

"Kit shouldn't have gone to a party with her. She should've stopped her from getting too drunk to function. I'm not going to bail them out because they made a bad decision."

"Blossom! If she didn't go, Buttercup would've been there alone and something really bad could've happened to her!"

"Too bad she went with her then." I couldn't take the way Blossom was talking about her sister and I screamed into the phone so she could hear me.

"How could you wish something horrible on your sister?! I hope you know she only drank as much as she did because of some fight with you that she didn't want to talk about! I'm honestly not sure if it's safe to be as drunk as she is! She obviously cares about you a lot so how could you just talk about her like she's an enemy?!" They must've forgot that I was still on the phone because their debated halted and neither of them talked. Blossom was the one to break the silence.

"Look up a YouTube video, I already told her I wanted nothing to do with her and I'm going to keep my word on that." Before I could voice my disgust at her answer, she hung up the phone.

Since I really didn't have much more of a choice, I looked up a YouTube video and practiced shifting gears in the driveway until I felt comfortable driving it. After a half hour of practice, I nervously moved on to the main road. Even though the ride wasn't smooth and stalled a few times, I managed to get her home. I parked the car and turned it off. I got out of the car and moved to the other side to get Buttercup to see that she passed out during the ride, which concerned me a little. I pulled her out of the passenger seat and picked her up, realizing how light she actually was. I carried her bridal style to the door and rang the doorbell. Bubbles answered the door within seconds and took Buttercup from me. I got a good look at her and realized how peaceful she looked compared to how troubled she seemed when she came to pick me up.

"Sorry about this… she seemed really troubled when she came to pick me up and I guess she handled it by participating in a shot competition…" Bubbles looked down at her sister and smiled lightly.

"It's fine, I'm just glad you guys are ok. You know, it's not too often that I get to see her this quiet and peaceful… I'm sorry about Blossom earlier… You can spend the night here, the Professor won't be home for most of the summer so you can just take his bed for tonight." I smiled at. Bubbles's hospitality.

"Thank you." She smiled at me and looked back down at Buttercup.

"No, thank you for looking out for our sister, you really are a good friend to her, she doesn't have many of those lately…" I looked back at my friend and smiled at her passed out form.

"Goodnight Bubbles." She smiled back at me and turned to put Buttercup to bed.

"Goodnight Kit."

Professor's POV

HIM walked in the room with dinner and a videotape. I knew it was pretty impossible for her to die unless she drank so much she got alcohol poisoning or tried to drive home drunk, but I knew she was smart enough not to do either of those, so I wasn't too worried. Apparently HIM set up cameras around the house so I could watch everything that happened at the party so she wouldn't know that it was being filmed. I thought I knew what I was about to watch, that she would drink until she was drunk and leave, but what I saw was quite the opposite.

I was appalled when I first saw her walk in with a pair of shorts that didn't fit my standards, a crop top that showed WAY too much skin, and a pair of heeled lace up boots that made her look like a party slut. Where did this come from? She hadn't done this before! ...Had she?

I tried not to watch as she professionally threw back shot after shot until she reached thirty, there was absolutely no way this wasn't a regular thing for her. This was definitely going to be a talk next time I saw her… She actually WON the competition and started flirting with a stranger she stumbled into and I watched in amazement as she danced so suggestively with the guy! The only comfort I had was when she didn't let him touch her below her hips. I sighed in relief that I wouldn't have to watch my daughter do… that.

"So now you see your innocent little daughter isn't so innocent after all!" That was why he did that, he wanted me to doubt her!

"You did this to make me doubt her goodness! I'm not going to forget that she's doing this to save my life! You can't make me hate that girl, I never will! I love all three of my daughters unconditionally and you can't do anything to change that!" HIM smirked mischievously.

"We'll see about that…"

AN: Sorry guys couldn't help but put some drama in the middle, it is a drama fic after all. Buttercup didn't almost die though so it's all good! Let's see if her next challenge is just as easy. Hope you enjoyed it, please review!