Oh man almost forgot to say this. Sooo haven't been on this website in a long time. I'm sorry, life got me very busy. Anyway now it's Summer break once more and I have more free time. I read this story over , and felt really embarrased at all my mistakes, I repeated some words, added others, and much more. I hope to improve..sorry again.

Rowdy Ruff Apartment

Butch was flying home swiftly and calmly. He was so self-confident, Buttercup was so into him, and he knew it. She would soon realize that too. Now that he had gotten himself into this he had to finish it. Partially because he didn't like to do things 'half-ass' , but mainly because he didn't want Buttercup to see him as a total and complete wimp. As he landed on the concrete, to follow the path back to his home he had only one thing on his mind…Buttercup. He really didn't understand why he felt this way towards her. It's just ever since he first met her he felt strongly for her. Well it probably wasn't 'love at first sight', but it sure was something. Maybe it was her independence, and her boldness. Who knows? Truth be told he didn't really care; all he ever wanted was her, ever since she kissed him way back when.

"Butch, wake up and pass me some gum bro." Brick hollered from his bedroom. As Butch passed by he tossed him the gum.

Boomer was busy on the internet, searching up odd things such as "25 ways to pop a zit"….Butch just shook his head in dismay. Never would he understand his blond brother. As he walked past Boomer, somehow, someway his blue eyes caught a glimpse of the book held.

"What's that you got there, I didn't know you read?" Boomer inquired as swiftly as he typed. Butch shrugged and kept walking to his room, ignoring his brothers' comment.

As he reached his room, Butch hid the book, without thinking twice about the hiding place he fell backwards on his bed grabbed his iPhone ,opened his playlist, and listened to Self-esteem, by Offspring. He sighed at the lyrics, this song had a meaning, and he liked that. Most of the music today has no meaning, just a bunch of fast rhymes with no plot. As he turned up the volume he closed his eyes and dreamt.

Rowdy Runk Boys

Blaster was working out, doing push-ups and sit –ups until his upper body and biceps were as stone hard as his heart. He was shirtless, with black shorts. His brothers were also working out, the professor had asked for them to do these 'exercises' to keep in shape, while also telling them to do training courses, and read love stories. Blaster was thoroughly confused on the professors' intensions, but he didn't care. He just knew he was made for a purpose, and it was to follow his instructions, over the past few weeks he had come to somehow 'love' this man, like a father almost. As ridiculous as it may seem it was true. As he continued his push-ups he caught a glance at his blond brother, he was on the treadmill, barely even breaking a sweat, yet running at maximum speed. What a show off.

"Hey Brad why don't you try actually working out your abs, oh wait never mind my bad, almost forgot you don't have any." Blaster said as he finished up his 100th push up. Brad just flashed a cocky grin as he accelerated the speed on his treadmill.

"You're a simpleton Blaster, I think it would be wiser for you to be seen, and not heard." Brad responded.

During this quarrel between his brothers Block was playing basketball, alone. He glanced at them for a millisecond, and shook his head mentally, they were so idiotic. Brad with his gloating and Blaster with his blood lust. As he did a lay-up he thought about what the professor was doing to them. Mentally messing them up, forcing them to hate, and destroy then later love and care for. What was his problem? Whatever was the case he wasn't going to be taking orders from him forever, no, he was going to kill him. Not today, or the next day, but soon.

Buttercup

As Buttercup woke up her back was in agonizing pain. Her whole body was sore, her mind was tired. She honestly didn't want to do anything. She looked at the time. It was 2 hours past normal school time, she honestly didn't care. Partially because she was tired, but mostly because it was Saturday morning and she knew better then to get up and get dressed, unlike Bubbles. Man was she retarted or what? Buttercup didn't bother to tell her sister anything, Blossom was going to do that soon enough anyway. As the rest of the day went past Buttercup stayed in bed, dreaming, only to be woken up by her dad. It was dinner time; she rose up, still in pajamas, and sluggishly walked down the stairs. Her hair was a mess, and she still had morning breath, but she didn't really care. She ate dinner quietly and quickly. When she was done she asked to go outside. The Professor told her to take a shower, and clean up before leaving. She went to the bathroom ran the water and changed clothes instead of taking a shower. She put on deodorant, brushed and flossed her teeth. She didn't feel like taking a shower so she just faked it. As a finishing touch she used some perfume, and brushed her hair. She left the bathroom, ran down the stairs, and hoped into the outdoors. She was going to visit Butch, they needed to talk and soon. She flew off into the blue sky, flying was great. She loved the wind blowing through her hair, the fact that people had to look up her, literally, and just the all-out epicenes of the whole idea of a super human like herself flying in the afternoon sky. She landed as soon as spotted Butchs house. Instead of knocking on the door she snuck in through the window and landed swiftly into a room a very colorful room. It was full of rotten pizza, spray paint, dirty clothes, and cockroaches.

"This is just gross." She thought inwardly as she attempted to avoid any living thing. She hoped and prayed that this wasn't Butchs room. As she left the room she calmly walked into their kitchen and checked their refrigerator. As she did so Brick was just relaxing walking around his own house chewing his gum. His eye brows were raised, and it was obvious he was caught off guard when she proceeded to eating his cereal, at 6:35 p.m.…

"Okay what the fuck man!" Brick yelled at Butch. After finding Buttercup in his house, eating his food, walking on his floor, he was really infuriated by both his brother, and Buttercup.

"Dude chill, I didn't even know she was coming, she and I will talk outside alright." Butch said as he quickly led his secret crush into the outdoors. Brick was left at home, in awe. He wasn't sure whether to be mad, or happy. So in the end he shrugged his shoulders, pulled out another piece of gum and went back to his room.

Butch and Buttercup were walking alone on a trail behind his house. They had spent hours talking about the plan, and the Professor, both of them were actually getting along, for once. Everything was chill, until Butch just had to make things awkward.

He stopped mid-way and caught Buttercup off guard. Stared at her, and she closed her eyes.

"What's up, am I that ugly?" He asked as he held her chin. She wasn't sure how to answer.

"Buttercup…, you know I'm not good with this crap, b-." He was cut off. Not by Buttercup but by a crushing blow to his side. Something or someone had struck him. Buttercup looked to see who it was; all she could see was a green flash, then a figure, a toned, tall and lean figure.

Thanks to Forever Spinelli for your comment, I agree 100%. It is a good plot , but the mistakes are pretty bad. I started writting this a year ago, and came back on to visit this story. That's when I realized how many mistakes I really had. I was very embarrased, and i will consider the idea of a Beta Reader for sure. Thanks alot :)