Alright thanks for all the feedback guys! I'm trying to keep it as in character as I can possibly manage, but you know it's getting a bit hard to write romance with that TT I guess that was a bit of a spoiler. Yes! This story is going to have romance because I can't write a story without it, but this is also a friendship story or rather mainly a friendship story. So not all chapters are going to be filled with fluffy fluff! Princess is one of the main characters!

His jet black hair was dripping with cold rain water, the door shut and locked. He gazed blankly ahead at the wall in front of him, he was slumped down on the cold and unwelcoming floor. Who would've thought that a wall could be this interesting? But then again no one though man could go to moon either, and no one thought that telephones could be invented. But people did that didn't they? One thing that haunted his mind though was...no one thought that the cold and tough Butch Jojo could ever have any feelings. And people definitely didn't even consider that he might ever feel guilty. Nope it was like saying pigs could fly. He was a rowdy ruff!

But tonight he'd successfully done just that, proved that he was no more a man then Boomer was. And Boomer was not a man! Far from it. He had felt guilty but not only that, he hadn't been able to control his desperate need to get rid of the guilt hence he'd done something forbidden. Butch groaned with pain, as weak as Bubbles may have seemed to some, her scream was enough to give an ear ache, her punches were no better. He got off the floor using the wall as support, he chuckled. If it were Boomer he would be crying right now, but for Butch this punch was nothing. He'd been in practice after all.

As he roughly took of his white muscle shirt, he couldn't help but wonder how Bubbles had transformed tonight. How the hell did she look so attractive...and why the hell was he thinking this? Butch shook his head and opened the rusty brown closet as he grabbed a orange hoodie and a pair of sweat pants. He wondered though, as far as he could recall Bubbles had seemed happy...happy to fight him. Why? Shouldn't the normal reaction be madness for ruining her perfect prom night and her perfect life. He was aiming to make them mad and take revenge...but he felt that somehow he'd helped.

"Shit!" he exclaimed punching the wall as he headed into the washroom. He'd helped her! Now he saw it clearly, she'd been waiting for villains to show up all this time. She wanted to fight.

Other then all these things though he wondered...would she like it? Well he thought it was her color but...oh what the hell!

"What the fuck! Shit man! Shit!" he exclaimed once more groaning as he slammed his head into the wall. He needed to get back to himself. He was here for one thing and that was simply revenge. Focus...yes focus, no time for immature feelings. He wasn't one of those stupid teenage boys.

Little did he know that night that things were going to change around here...

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She sighed and once more, the pattern continued like domino's. Bubbles angrily shot up.

"Can you stop sulking?!" she exclaimed slapping her head annoyed. Buttercup instantly responded as she glared at Bubbles.

"Well you started it..." she said, Bubbles couldn't help but groan as she once more slumped in her seat. Once more she sighed and once more the pattern continued until Blossom finally intervened.

"Alright guys we have two questions here. What are we going to do about the rowdys. Secondly why is Princess helping us?" she crossed her arms across her chest and glared over at Princess as she said the last sentence.

Princess huffed.

"Well fine! I'll leave you little ...how dare you disrespect me! Me of all people! Don't you know I'm above you?! I ought to.." but Princess's ranting was cut off as Bubbles stepped between the two angry red heads.

"Alright you guys...let's not fight alright? Blossom I'm sure that deep, deep, deep and very deep inside Princess is a nice person! And Princess please try to be less snobbish alright?"

Before any of the girls could say a word Bubbles was off to her room, she suddenly stopped halfway as she felt the pain through her almost broken rib cage strike again. Bubbles bit her lip and walked off. Sure enough as soon as the door behind her slammed, she had broken into tears.

"It's all your fault stupid Butch! All yours! Why did you have to show up?!" she exclaimed hugging her knees. Was this really happening? No one ever thought that Bubbles of all people might ever be depressed. Sure she cried for two seconds every once in a while but that was that. She'd been feeling this strange emptiness since last night. Not to mention that the pain from her rib cage was killing her. Also having to be the peace maker did not help.

She sighed as she looked over at the bracelet. It was the only thing that made her happy, she wondered how of all places it had ended up on her balcony. And how the stones on it were her favorite color? She sighed and gazed at her bed.

"Hey boys are you ready for the shock? Living proof that girl can rock, spread the news 'round every single block. This girl can rock.." she couldn't help but hum the song from last night. It was soothing. Well it was the track from when she had gotten a black eye but still...she liked it. It made her feel independent. Not to mention she loved singing.

"Girl can rock? My foot!" exclaimed a much too familiar voice. Bubbles shot up with surprise, and a bitter surge of pain went through her rib cage. She groaned as she held onto her stomach and looked ahead to see a smirk on the face of an emerald eyed boy.

"You get out of my house! Please..and thankyou.." said Bubbles as she pointed over at him.

"You still have that stupid octopus?!" exclaimed Butch as he chuckled, completely ignoring Bubbles.

Bubbles frowned, completely annoyed. She couldn't really do much because of her rib cage except for glaring at him and rambling. Rambling which he would most probably ignore.

"Butch what do you want? I'm not in fighting shape right now so get out!! Now!! This moment please!" she exclaimed.

He crossed his arms over his chest. Butch then took around five minutes observing her. His eyes widened as he looked at hand which held the bracelet. Butch quickly regained his posture then looked over at her black eye with interest.

"I thought your eyes were blue.." he said scratching his head.

"Well Einstein you did give me a black eye last night!" she whispered under her breath, surprised at how much she sounded like Blossom.

"Whatever...I'm here for just one reason.." he muttered as he got closer to her.

"Listen please no fighting right now, don't you guys show up like two or three weeks later to fight?" but he ignored her as he swiftly grabbed her hand and snatched the bracelet.

"Hey! That's mind I like it! Leave it here! If you take that..it's important!!" she exclaimed.

Butch arched an eyebrow as he played with the bracelet in his hands.

"Important eh? Do you like it that much?" he asked, his tone suddenly very different.

"Well yes!" said Bubbles. Butch smirked.

"Fine first say thank you.." he said. Bubbles eyes widened as she pointed at her black eye.

"After all of this why would I thank you?!" she exclaimed.

"Do ya want it or not?" he asked impatiently.

"Fine! Thank you Butch..for no particular reason..." she muttered.

Butch smirked as he threw the bracelet over to her and fled out the window within a matter of seconds.

"I'm takin' the octopus!" he yelled from up in the sky as he stuck his tongue out at her and flew off.

"No!! Octi!!" she exclaimed as she once more slumped on the ground and glared at the bracelet

"It's all your fault bracelet..." she whispered as she once more continued to stare at the blank wall as if nothing had happened.

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Next day at school

She walked over to her locker a frown printed on her face. Sure enough he was there and he looked at her balnkly as she glared.

"Give him back!" she exclaimed.

"No" he replied blankly.

"I want octi back!" yelled Bubbles, a few kids began gathering.

"I said no you wanna fight for it?!" he replied angrily.

By now quite a few kids had gathered

Fight, fight, fight

"No I'm not the violent kind..." she replied crossing her arms as she looked away.

"Or are you just scared I'm gonna kick your ass..." he said probing her more. She glared at him.

"I hate people who swear!" she exclaimed.

"Well then prove me wrong babe..."

Fight, fight, fight...