Lords of the Playlist

Authors note: The Powerpuff girls do not belong to me and as always, they have human appendages.

Greens ages variate between late teens/early twenties.


Track 29: Butch – Saint Motel

It was a good night.

Butch and Buttercup were enjoying their annual date night together, only the green ex-Ruff had really surprised his lovely girlfriend of eight years.

Two exclusive V.I.P. back-stage passes to one of their favorite bands and an extremely nice dinner at one of Citysville's most expensive restaurants later, and both meta-humans were sitting out on a well-lit patio on top of one of the tallest skyscrapers in Citysville.

"Jeez Butch, I'm impressed." Buttercup admitted as she reached across the table to hold his hand in hers, her thumb stroking his knuckles gently. "You've really outdone yourself this time. I'm tempted to say this was our best date night ever."

"Ah well you know me: I live to impress." Butch flashed her a cocky smirk. "Now admit it – I'm the best and nobody else even comes close to being as awesome as I am."

"You're something alright." Buttercup admitted with playful eyeroll. "But I think you're pretty great yeah."

Butch smiled at that as she redirected her attention back out to the sprawling grid of the city they were overlooking. He felt his breath catch in his throat as he looked over her profile.

God she was beautiful. She really was something else entirely… and she was all his, even if he knew he didn't always deserve her.

His hand traveled down his pocket and he traced a small box that was resting against his thigh and couldn't help but swallow thickly.

If tonight went according to plan, then he'd always have her by his side…

"Hey, so uh listen." Butch winced as his voice cracked, catching Buttercup's attention. Idiot, his voice never cracked, she'd know that something was up for sure.

Sure enough, Buttercup quirked a dark brow at him, signaling for him to continue. When he was silent, she frowned slightly as she shifted so her whole body was facing towards him. "Yeah? What's going on? You ok?"

"Fine, fine, never better." Butch brushed off her concerns as he bit down on the inside of his cheek. "It's just… I've got something to ask you… and it's something that I've been meaning to do for a while now actually."

"Oh... well this sounds pretty serious." Buttercup stated leaning forward slightly. "Ask away then."

Butch took a breath in. Now or never.

"So I've been thinking recently-"

"You? Thinking? Well that's not healthy."

"Shuddup Butters." Butch grinned as he nudged her knee under the table with his own. Feeling calmer, he ginned at the woman across the table from him as he fingered the box under the table before taking it out of his pocket. He stood up and made his was over to her, clutching the box in a closed fist so she couldn't see.

"I've been meaning to do this for a while now." He repeated as he towered above her. "and now seems like as good as a time as ever so… well…"

Buttercup narrowed her eyes in confusion at his words, only to open wider and wider as Butch slowly began to sink down on to one knee in front of her and pulled out the small ring box out of concealment, gently opening it so she could see the ring inside.

Her bright lime eyes widened in shock as she took in the image of him kneeling on the ground before her. A bright red flush tinted her cheeks and her jaw went slack as she realized what he was doing.

"H-Hey… what the hell are you doing-"

"Buttercup. Marry me."

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XxX

Crashing private parts, electric plastic skin.

Truth is on the tongue, come on and slip it in.

I just can't relate, cause I don't feel the same.

I am waiting, I am ready.