Butch prided himself on being the master of any and all situations. Out of his brothers, he would never deny he was the most flirtatious or experienced. However, like his brothers, he couldn't help the way his heart beat just a bit faster whenever he saw his counterpart. She was feisty and headstrong, but could be soft and level-headed on rare occasions. But here, in front of him, she was downright sinful. She wore a black crop top that tied in a twist in the front. A spiked choker clung to her neck, matching the spiked belt that held up her black and green bicker shorts. Black and green knee high socks paired with ankle length combat boots covered her feet. Butch swallowed hard as he drank in her form. Her hair was down and tumbling over her back in uncontrolled waves. He was drawn back into reality when she spoke.
"Wanna play a game?" He blinked, understandably confused. Brick raised an eyebrow, already bored. While he couldn't deny she looked delicious in her new outfit, she wasn't his cup of tea.
"A game? No thanks."
"Yeah. Shouldn't you be at home? Your sisters are worried for you." Oh so that's what it is. That concern of his gets on my nerves. No wonder Bubbles likes him. He's unarguably the sweetest out of his brothers, though not as sweet as her. It's not naive either, thankfully. But I have one person hovering over me in concern, I don't need two. She pouted and looked to Butch, batting her eyelashes.
"You don't wanna play with me either Butchie boy?" He knew she didn't mean it like that but damn. How could he say no to that?
"Sure, why not?" Buttercup's eyes flashed as her smile turned deadly.
"Great!" Their surroundings melted away as all three boys lost consciousness.
Buttercup observed the groaning boys, floating solemnly in the air. She bit her lip in thought, warring with herself on if she should really go through with this. But if I don't...She disappeared, reappearing outside her bedroom window. Her heart beat painfully at the sight of Bubbles and Blossom curled up together on her bed, dried tear streaks on their faces. She slipped into the room, gently stroking Bubbles's hair before their surroundings faded and they were deposited gently next to the boys. She floated above them all, touching down next to Him. He winked at Buttercup, not bothered by her annoyance with him. She hadn't liked involving her sisters, but a bit of threatening on his part had remedied that. Buttercup meanwhile ruefully sighed, retreating into her thoughts. Looks like those dreams were half right. I wasn't a monster before, but I might just become one.
I know it's short! But I felt like that was a good place to end for now. The stage is set, and our players are assembled. I wonder just how far Buttercup will go to sate her love of fighting. And I know that's not the only part of her, but it is a large part of her. A part she's never been able to fully explore because the girls can't go full out without becoming a threat to the citizens. She also has the largest dose of a love to fight, as seen by Butch's constant excitement for a brawl. They're counterparts, but Butch has had more opportunities to unleash his wild side, and his restless energy manifests in his twitching, so I feel like he isn't as repressed as Buttercup. Also, I didn't make Him brainwash her. He simply got rid of her inhibitions, so she won't hold back. She also knows that in Him's realm she poses no danger to anyone, which will play out in later chapters. She may become more tempted with evil tendencies, but for now she's the same puff with no restraints placed on her.