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Anyways. Next chapter. xD
Chapter 36
(Buttercup's POV)
I didn't know what I was more pissed about: The fact that Butch was smirking at me like he knew something I don't know (he did, and that will follow this statement), and the fact that I had no idea what was going on.
After Butch had announced that he had an idea, he leaned over and whispered something short and sweet in Blossom's ear, which in turn caused Blossom to quickly push me out of the room before I could object and lock the door. I realized that they must be conversing with their eyes, or they must have left the room quickly after I was forced to because I couldn't hear a thing they were saying. Of course, I knew it had to be about me since they didn't want me to hear. Either that, or they knew it would make me mad and I probably wouldn't go along with it.
So, now I was walking down the street towards the center of Townsville, right beside Butch. His face was alternating between emotions, and he seemed to be twitching. I couldn't decide if it was forced, or if this was just happening because he was anxious, or something...
"What are we-"
"No comprendo ingles," He said cheerily, walking along beside me as I once again growled at him and pulled at my dark hair. Every time I tried to ask him a question, he'd answer with some smart-ass question or simply cut me off. While it annoyed me to no extent, I knew that it was for my own good so that Him would have less of a chance to find out, yet I just wanted answers, so I kept asking, being true to my nature.
"I hate you."
"I know," He answered, giving me a tiny smirk, although his eyes seemed sad.
This occurred over and over until we finally reached the middle of the town where we found a bench, and Butch sulked over to it and sat down quietly. Raising an eyebrow, I reluctantly followed him and sat down on the other side of the bench, as far away from him as possible.
"Are we waiting for-"
That's when he did it, and I wasn't expecting it at all, although I knew I should have been. He leaned across the bench, faster than I was used to comprehending, and smashed his lips against mine, hungrily trying to absorb me through his mouth.
Shocked, I didn't know what else to do but to react angrily, like I did with everything else in life. Shoving him away and yelling at him at the top of my lungs, I dove towards him, pinning him against the ground as I began to punch the life out of him, not even realizing that this was all according to his plan.