Hopefully you all got a kick out of my last update.

Well here's a good filler.

I awoke to see Blossom sitting in front of me with her arms crossed and scowling at me. Oh boy

"What did I do?' I sighed.

She chuckled tilting her head back "Oh Buttercup where do I start? Maybe how you came into the house managing to knock over everything in the living room. Then making your way into my room and laying in my bed for about thirty minutes before realizing I was in it and that it wasn't your room. Then before leaving you puked on my dresser and stumbled around before crashing into bed' She explained trying to maintain her composure.

I laughed "Well at least I found my bed'

Blossom plainly stated "This is Bubbles room'

"Did I puke here too?' Was all I could think of.

Blossom took another deep breath "I'm not gonna tell the Professor but Buttercup what's happening to you? In the past few weeks you've changed. Out all hours of the night. Coming home smelling like cigarettes and alcohol'

I burped "So what's your point?'

She snapped "You know what Buttercup I tried being nice but no, I was just going to say that I'm your sister and I love you and if you ever needed to talk you can come to me but forget it since you seem to have everything figured out I'll just stay out of your business !' She stomped out of Bubbles Room.

Funny, normally I'd be upset after a fight with my siblings but If anything I don't feel a thing. No remorse or guilt. Nothing at all. Maybe I should have asked more questions because the last night was a blur.

My thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the window.

It was Butch.

I walked up and unlocked the window "Hey buddy'

I said jumping outside in a strangely better mood.

He was wearing that leather jacket I noticed he only wore at night and again I noticed a scar on his face that I had only seen when he came at night.

"Can I ask you something?' I said reaching forward.

He nodded leaning against the house.

"Where'd you get that scar?'

He pondered the thought "If I remember it's when my mom and dad took me to the park and dad bet me I couldn't jump from the tree by myself…long story short I couldn't' he chuckled.

This caught my attention "Wait mom and dad? Butch you were created by MoJo what do you mean Mom and Dad?'

He removed a cigarette from his jacket pocket and lit it.

"Another thing quit calling me by my dad's name it's weird' he said taking a drag of his cigarette.

Wait…what?

"What do you mean ….you're Butch' I said trying to piece it together.

He gave me a blank stare "No….That's my dad, I'm his son that's kind of how these things work'

What!

Bubbles had returned to her room and went to close her window when she heard Buttercup talking and peaked out to see who she was talking to. Not sure what to make of it she went to tell Blossom.

She knocked at the door "Come in' Blossom answered.

Bubbles walked in "Blossom. . . .Have you noticed anything strange about Buttercup?'

Blossom sighed "Yeah she's just not the same Buttercup anymore I mean the drinking and the smoking'

Bubbles cut off her sister "No that seems like Buttercup but I mean she's outside talking to someone'

Blossom sat up "Who?'

Bubbles hesitated to answer "Well no one that's the thing. . .there's no one there but she's talking as if there is'

Blossom got up "Let's check it out'

Back outside. . .

I was trying to connect the dots but it wasn't adding up "So Butch has a kid?'

The kid laughed "Well not yet'

I was getting frustrated "Well what's your name?'

He laughed "Well I don't exist yet so I don't have a name'

I growled "okay Butch stop messing with me it's not funny'

He chuckled "My name isn't Butch'

"Cut it out!' I shouted.

"Buttercup!?' I over hear Blossoms Voice as I turn to see her stick her head out the window.

"What?' I confronted her.

"Who are you talking too?' She asked scanning the yard not seeing anyone.

The kid walked right in front of Blossom and started making faces yet Blossom was un-phased still not seeing anything.

I couldn't understand "Blossom he's right in front of you, you don't see him!?'

Blossom scanned the yard but still nothing "Are you drunk again…Buttercup just go to bed you're freaking out Bubbles' and with that Blossom shut the window and closed the curtains.

The kid jumped away from the window "Believe me now' the kid chuckled.

I fell down in a fetal position "I've lost my mind it's finally happened'

He walked over and helped me up "Mom it's not that bad'

Ooohhhhh. . . .I'm starting to get it….what!?

"What'd you just call me!?' I shouted.

"Mom. . .you're my mom duh' he chuckled.

He grabbed another cigarette but I knocked it out of his hands "Hey my smokes' he said as I pinned him to the wall.

"How am I your mom!?' I shouted.

"Well when a Man and Woman love each other very much' He explained.

I slammed him against the wall "Not that you idiot!'

"Woah mom harsh' he said trying to grab another cigarette to have me smack it out of his hand.

"Stop smoking!' It was frustrating me even more.

"I learned it from watching you Ma' he said.

"Quit calling me that' I let him go turning around.

"So why are you here?' I asked.

He stepped forward "Well I want to exist I'm just making sure that I happen'

"So those dreams . . .they're all real…well except for you' I asked.

"Yup' he nodded.

But this didn't add up "Wait but in a few dreams you acted as Butch?'

He sat on the trash can "I needed you to remember dad as he really was. Because your little you use to be a good guy talk killed the old Butch for good. . .you noticed how you've started acting out recently..just sort of stopped caring…that's you're doing. I exist because in your subconscious you want the old Butch back. . .and with my help just maybe you can get him back'

He might know then "Do you know what happened last night between me and your dad?' I asked.

"yeah you kissed him ran home and cried. . .yeah that really fucked things up' he chuckled.

I smacked him "Don't cuss in front of your mom'

He got quiet ". . .sorry mom'

Wait a minute since he only exists in my mind then…

I concentrated really hard and when I looked back at him he had changed to child around the age of 5.

He looked around as a moth flew around his head and he smashed in with his hand and looked at the corpse and chuckled "Cool.. look mom' he showed it to me.

I picked him up in my arms "Who's my evil little man'

He pointed at himself proudly "Me!'

I walked inside and laid in bed next to my "Son'.

Getting weird isn't it haha

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