HOLY SHIT I'M SORRY I DIDN'T UPDATE FOR OVER 2 MONTHS.

My laptop crashed. I had to live without my precious laptop for a while. I don't even know how I survived without my laptop.

Oh, and even worse, I had a MAJOR writers block. Oh my god.

But I'm back :D eheheh yay

Katherine Loves Kisses, hahah don't worry the rrb and the ppg are all 18 years old in this story :')

ANY MORE QUESTIONS? ANYONE? DON'T BE SHY I DON'T BITE OK

...okay maybe I do.

Butch: do I have to use my chainsaw again

No Butch, I'll be done in a sec-

Chainsaw: hi

OKAY OKAY CALM THE FRICK DOWN AND WAIT A SEC.

*grabs paper* *clears throat*

Weeks passed by, and Buttercup and Butch became even closer than they ever were. They started loving each other more than they ever loved somebody and - insert more fluffy cute stuff here -.

Longest A/N ever. I think I deserve a medal.

Chapter 10: Unicorn Piss

Butch's POV

"Buttercup?" I said as I poked her face. I was laying on the couch watching tv and Buttercup decided to take a nap on top of me with her face on my chest. I chuckled.

"You're not sleeping, are you? I'm not going to carry you upstairs, you know." No reply. I glanced over at Buzz.

"And we have to walk the dog." Buttercup slowly raised her head and stared at me with sleepy eyes.

"Can't you walk Buzz by yourself? Stacy gave us new wristbands last week, remember?"

Stacy noticed that Buttercup and I stopped arguing about everything, so she decided to 'reward' us with new wristbands that didn't have that magnet-forcefield-thingy. Now, we can walk around freely when we're outside. These new wristbands are even uglier than the old ones though.

"It was your idea to keep him, retard." I said, pushing some strands of her hair behind her ear.

"I fucking hate you." she said before getting up and straightening her shirt.

"No you don't." I said as I got up as well and pecked her on the cheek.

"I guess you're right." Buttercup raised an eyebrow as she watched me putting my shoes on. "You're not going to stay home?"

"Do you want me to stay home?" I retorted. Buttercup smiled and rolled her eyes as she picked Buzz up and pulled me outside by my sleeve.

Buttercup's POV

I sat down next to Butch in the grass field that was a few minutes away from our house. Buzz was running around the field, happily playing with a German Shepherd that belonged to a young lady sitting on a bench. The sky was pink/orange-ish; it was probably 6 o clock or something. I pulled my legs up and sighed as I rested my head on Butch's shoulder. Butch smiled a little while he picked some grass out of the ground.

"Why are you so happy?" My voice kinda ruined the pleasant silence. Butch looked up at me and blinked a few times with an innocent look on his face. Then a sexy grin appeared on his face. How can a person be so adorable and hot at the same time? Butch's eyes followed Buzz who was chasing the Shepherd around the field. Then he looked at the grass in his hands.

"I'm not going to tell you." He said, dropping the grass back on the ground.

"Why not?" I asked, pouting a little. Butch pushed me over and we both laughed as I fell on my side.

"Because I don't feel like sounding cute and fluffy and romantic." He mumbled while he pulled some more grass out of the ground. I smiled as I got up and sat down in front of him.

"You already sound cute and fluffy. Now where's the romantic part?"

"Well..." Butch cupped my face and leaned forward, placing a soft kiss on my lips. My face started heating up and I felt butterflies flying- no, racing around in my stomach like it was our first kiss all over again. Butch smiled against my lips and slowly pulled away.

"...I'm just happy to have you, you know? I've never been so happy before. You... you complete me." That must be the sweetest thing I've ever heard in my entire goddamn life. I didn't really know what to say.

"Butch... I...-" I got interrupted by a few bubbles popping in my face. I blinked and looked around and laughed when I saw that we were completely surrounded by bubbles. Butch laughed and stood up. "Yep... that completely ruined the mood." He said. Then he stuck out his hand and pulled me up.

"Nah." I smirked as I popped some bubbles with my index finger. "Bubbles are pretty."

"I know, right?" Butch and I both looked at the direction where the voice came from. Boomer waved at us and Bubbles... blew bubbles.

"HEY GUYS!" Boomer cutely jumped up and down and waved with stretched arms. This guy is 18 years old. Bubbles started clinging to his arm and pinched his cheek while she told him that 'he's being way too adorable' and that 'he's her little dork'. Butch's face cringed at the fluffiness.

"Hey guys. What'cha doing here?" I asked, while Butch lazily waved.

They walked- no they stumbled over to us. They both looked... kinda tipsy.

"We're here to get yoooo..." Bubbles giggled with half lidded eyes. Butch raised an eyebrow.

"What? Where do we have to go?" He asked, and Boomer grabbed his shoulders with a smirk on his face.

"Brick is throwing an aaaaaaaaawesome party... at your house..." He said. Butch's mouth dropped open, just like mine.

"What?! Why?" I asked, and Boomer's eyes slowly rolled over to me.

"It was Stacy's idea. She saaaaaaid that she's going to let you two free... and she wanted to celebrate it."

Wait... what? Butch's facial expression softened and he looked at me with a sad smile on his face.

"Well... that's great, right?" Butch said. I frowned and stared at the ground as I tried to dig a hole in it with my foot.

"Yeah... but..." I noticed that my voice trembled a little. Butch lifted my chin.

"It's not like we're breaking up, you know." Butch gave me a reassuring smile. "Now come on, let's party."

We walked into our house, and the loud music immediately made me go deaf. Our living room, kitchen and backyard were filled with drunk, dancing people. Blossom immediately walked over to me with a glass of piña colada in her hand. She swung her arm around my shoulders and shouted over the music. "FINALLY! YOU'RE HERE! WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?" Blossom was pretty drunk too, like everyone else in this house. Probably Brick's fault.

"I was outside with Buzz and Butch." I said, looking around the living room, trying to look for people I actually knew. Brick probably invited lots of his own friends. I chuckled a little. Moron.

"WHAT?! I CAN'T HEAR YOU, THE MUSIC'S TOO LOUD!" Blossom yelled into my ear. I repeated my sentence, and then she just pulled me into the middle of the living room and grinned.

"I STILL CAN'T HEAR YOU! WHATEVER, LET'S DANCE!"

Princess's POV

I sighed and straightened my skirt before knocking on the door. I could hear the extremely loud music and laughing people from afar. Nobody opened the door. This really pissed me off, and just when I was about to knock again, the door swung open. I ended up hitting Brick on his chest, and he shot a glare at me.

"What are you doing here-" I shushed him by pressing my index finger against his lips.

"This party better be awesome. I don't feel like wasting my time." I said, while I walked into the hallway. Brick raised an eyebrow and got into my way. Ugh, why is he being so annoying?

"Nobody invited you. So you better get out of here." He said, grinning. I rolled my eyes and looked into my purse. Then I shoved 200 dollars in his hand.

"Are you going to let me in now?" Brick looked at his hand, then he looked at me, and back to his hand.

"Welcome."

Butch's POV

"YOU DID WHAT?!" I glared and Brick and gave me an innocent look.

"Dude, she gave me 200 bucks. What did you expect me to do?" I shook my head. She payed Brick to get in? She must be up to something.

"She's up to no good, I can feel it-" Brick's hand landed on my shoulder and took a sip of whatever-the-fuck was in that glass.

"Calm your tits, man. What's the worst that could happen?" Brick said before taking another sip. I frowned. What's the worst that could happen? I couldn't really think of anything. I smiled at Brick.

"Yeah, you're right." Boomer walked over to us and swung his arms around our shoulders.

"Heeeeeey, what'cha talking 'bout guuuyysssss?" He said with droopy eyes. Fuck, he's such a lightweight.

"Well," Brick started, "Princess is here and Butch thought-"

"I DON'T CAAAAAARE!" Boomer yelled, and he pulled Brick's drink out of his hands and emptied the whole damn thing down his throat. "Let's get drunk guuuuyyssssss!"

"You're already pretty drunk." I said, smirking. Boomer looked at me and rolled his eyes.

"WHAT WAS THAT? I COULDN'T HEAR YOU OVER THE SOUND OF MY AWESOMENESS!" He yelled into my ear. The music already made me go deaf, and Boomer isn't really helping right now. I don't think that my ears are going to function normally tomorrow.

Boomer pulled Brick and me over to the kitchen island and slammed 2 glasses of i-have-no-idea-what-the-hell-that-is on the island.

"COME ON, DRINK UP YOU SILLY PANDABEARS!" Brick shot me a what-the-actual-fuck-look and I chuckled while I looked into my glass. It was a really strong drink; I could smell it. But oh, what the hell. What's the worst that could happen?

I laughed as I slammed the empty glass on the kitchen island. I've had 8 of those strong drinks Boomer likes to call 'Unicorn Piss' and I already started feeling pretty fucking tipsy. I got up from my chair and walked into the living room. I started pushing my way through the dancing crowd, and then I got pulled out of the crowd by my arm and then I got shoved up against a wall. Looks like the person I was looking for already found me. Buttercup's lips crashed into mine before I could get a good look at her lustful eyes. She tugged a little on my bottom lip with her teeth before standing on the tip of her toes so she could reach my left ear.

"I've been looking for you all night..." she purred into my ear as she nibbled on my earlobe. I think I like where this is going.

Buttercup hooked her arms around my neck and slammed her lips on mine. She started sucking and biting on my bottom lip, so desperately, almost begging me for entrance. I smirked against her lips. What's up with her tonight? I pulled away and pushed my forehead against her so I could stare into her eyes. They were dark with lust and her bloated lips were begging for more.

"What's up with you tonight?" I laughed. Buttercup glared at me.

"Just shut up and kiss me, for fucks sake!" Oh, I get it. She sounded very, very tipsy. I'm not going to take advantage of this.

"Maybe you should go to bed." I said as I grabbed her wrist and dragged her into the hallway. Buttercup just grabbed my collar and shoved me up against the wall, again.

"I'm not going to bed... unless you go with me." she whispered into my neck while her hand went up my shirt. OH, WHAT THE HELL.

I slammed my lips, maybe a little too hard, on hers while I picked her up by her thighs and carried her up the stairs; our mouths never leaving each other. I opened my door and I immediately slammed Buttercup against it while I started kissing her jawline. She pulled my hair and threw her head back against the door while I kissed her neck and collar bone, and just when I was about to rip her shirt off, she stopped me. What the fuck?

"Butch..." she choked out with a stupid grin on her face. "I really need to pee right now."

"...Are you fucking kidding me?" I mumbled while taking a step backwards so she could leave.

"I'll be right back." she giggled before kissing my cheek and leaving the room. I sighed and I started feeling dizzy, so I sat down on my bed. Stupid unicorn piss. It feels like I've had 8 glasses of pure alcohol instead of a normal drink. God damn it, I already have a headache.

I heard footsteps coming towards my room, and my eyes lit up. Is Buttercup that fast?

"Did you forget something?" I asked. But it wasn't Buttercup who was standing in the doorway.

Princess? What the fuck is she doing upstairs? Nobody wanted her to show up at this party in the first place. I buried my face in my hands and groaned in pain. Stupid headache. Yep, no sex tonight. I just want to curl up into a ball and sleep. For like 3 days. Maybe a week. But I gotta get Princess out of here first.

"...Go away." I groaned. Yeah, that was super effective. You go, Butch. Woohoo. Princess took a few steps into my room and played with her hair in a flirtatious manner.

"Why?" She said with an innocent look on her face and she tilted her head a little, trying to look cute. "I didn't do anything wrong..."

I opened my mouth to speak, but I got cut off by the throbbing pain in my head. I groaned and fell on my back on the mattress while my hands grasped my head in pain. That's it, I'm never going to drink ever EVER again.

Princess started walking over to me; each step was one step too many. The sound of her heels echoed around in the quiet room.

Click. Clack. Click. Clack.

Click. It was like I was being tortured, every sound just made my head hurt more and more.

Clack. Clack. Princess bent over me and pulled my shirt over my head. What the fuck? Is she going to rape me or something? She crawled on top of me and grinned while she pushed her nose against mine. My face cringed out of pain and disgust.

"Let's just wait until your lovely girlfriend gets here." she whispered. I frowned as I tried to push her off me, but the pain was just too much to handle. I felt like I was going to pass out soon.

"Just get out of here and... and die or something." I managed to choke out. The bitch just laughed at me.

"You're so cute, Butchie. I can see why Buttercup loves you. Too bad that she's going to hate you after this." Princess smirked when she heard Buttercup's quick footsteps echoing around the hallway. Then she pressed her lips against mine. Fuck no no no no fuck fuck fuck shit fuck shit no no-

I tried to push her off me but the pain just became worse and worse... The sound of Buttercup's footsteps stopped and got replaced by a loud gasp.

"Butch... You're so... YOU'RE SO DISGUSTING!" Buttercup cried out. Princess finally pulled away and glared at Buttercup.

"Um, you're kinda interrupting us right now, hun." she said. This gave me an opportunity to push her off me.

Buttercup shook her head in disbelief and ran off. Fuck shit shit no fuck-

I gathered all my strength and got up. Then I started running after her. Bad idea. Each step made the pain even worse (if that was possible) and I just started feeling numb.

"BUTTERCUP!" I cried out before I grabbed the wall, trying to hold myself up. I heard her sobbing and running down the stairs and it sounded heartbreaking. Oh, the goddamn misery.

My legs became weak and everything became blurry before my head hit the ground.

Then, everything became black.

AGAIN.

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What's the worst that could happen?