Okay, wow…so many reviews. O.O Um…so I need to tell you guys somethin' real quick. I'm going to be doing Nanowrimo next month, so I don't know if I'll be able to update my story during that time. I can try, but I really don't know… I honestly thought I would have been done with this story before November, but it's dragged on a lot longer than I'd thought…haha. So anyway, I'll try to get a lot of chapters out beforehand…and I hope you like em'. :)

Thank ya for reading my Lovely Little Reviewing Lemon Drops. ^_^

(Unkown POV)

It was dark, cold, and full of ominous sounds in the cave. It would chill anyone right down to the bone, so then they would run away in fear.

The perfect place to make secret plans…

"Do you follow?" I hissed.

My short-term ally chuckled a deep, low chuckle. His large, furry arms shook as he did…and slowly his head rose to where our eyes met. His blood red eyes met my own dark brown ones…and they narrowed as he smirked.

"Yes…" he said in a thick Western accent.

I frowned, waiting for him to continue.

"Aim fer them thar green-eyed ones, an' slaughter anybody who otherwise wishes ta stand in ma way…" he said with an evil smirk.

I grinned, "And how are you told to handle the greens?"

"Am ta knock out the man, and drag his motionless body over ta ye…" he said.

"And the woman?" I added slowly.

"Am ta not…not harm her in any way, but ta bring her to ye," he said, obviously not too excited about not harming her.

"Good…" I said before handing him a little bag full of golden coins. "You shall do just excellently…"

OOO

(Buttercup POV)

I sat in a chair by our dining table, where the fiasco started. Apparently my father was not to happy about my pregnancy, and decided to go all 'country daddy' on me. Blossom and Bubbles sat on either side of me, and we watched the men in the next room. There was a large window, so we could see them...but not hear.

At the moment my father had his fist up at Butch's throat, and Butch was obviously restraining himself for my sake.

"So…" Bubbles said scootching over closer to me. "Are you angry at father?"

"I suppose I should be," I said honestly. "I mean…he has every right to be furious with Butch, but then again, I should also be trying to help my fiancé from getting emotionally injured by my father…."

"Then why aren't you?" Bubbles said frowning.

"Alas…" I said before taking a bit of my banana. "Tis' much to fun to experience from over here…"

Bubbles giggled, and we turned to see my father yelling things at Butch, while his brothers tried to help. Everything they said was inaudible to even my ears, but it was still fun to watch their expressions change every moment or two.

Blossom sighed, "Apparently he does not like Butch too much..."

"I did not either at first glance," I said. "He shall grow in him..."

Blossom smiled, "Let us hope."

After a few moments, a very frustrated Butch, two flustered brothers, and a rather unhappy king came over to my sisters and I. My father walked up to me first, which made me gulp.

"I am very happy about your upcoming wedding," he said. "And rather excited to become a grandfather…even if it is now."

I swallowed a bite of my banana, waiting for a lecture to come…but one never came. Instead my father sighed, "My dear Buttercup…you are one to get into a fiasco, are you not?"

I grinned with banana covered teeth, making him shake his head in disbelief. At least he was not angry with me…

"Now, Bubbles…" he said smiling. "I am also joyful to hear of your upcoming wedding, and wish you and Boomer the best."

"You hardly wished Buttercup and I the best!" Butch exclaimed angrily.

My father glared at him in a way that is worthy of the word 'glare'. Butch however, being used to my glare, didn't flinch a single bit.

"Oooh…frightening," he said sticking his tongue out.

"Sadly," my father admitted. "Buttercup did not get her glaring skills from I..."

I sighed, and Butch glared further at my father, "I bet your wife must have been pretty, bloody scary then..."

"OKAY!" I exclaimed getting up and grabbing Butch's arm. "Behave yourself Butch, or I shall have to place a leash on you…"

He growled at me in anger, before turning to stick his tongue out once more at my father.

"Oh how mature," I heard Blossom's voice say, but with humor.

Then just as I was leading Butch out (from his certain doom- aka the wrath of an overprotective father), I heard my father speak.

"He is perfect for her…"

I smirked as we left the room.

I drug him into my room, and pushed him down into a chair, "Alright…explain what all of that was!"

Butch crossed his arms and glared at me, "Make me."

I frowned at him, "I am hardly in the mood for that attitude today, sir! You shall answer me, lest I unleash my hormone inflicted wrath upon you."

He just 'humphed', and turned to look out the window in stubbornness.

Then I let out a scratchy yell, and grabbed his armor, "Tell me what is wrong with you!"

He stared at me with his entrancing green eyes, "Alright alright…"

I sighed in relief, and sat down on the edge of my bed…straight across from him.

"My father may have dropped me once or twice as a child-" he began.

"NOT THAT YOU IDIOT!" I screeched. "I don't wish to know what is wrong with you, I just wish to know what is bothering you so much, that you had to stick your tongue out at my father!"

He sighed, "I'm just…this is all…"

He groaned and rubbed his head in frustration. That was when it all clicked in my head…

"B-Butch…" my lip quivered uncontrollably. Dang hormones…

Suddenly his head snapped up, and his worried eyes grew restless. Immediately he was at my side pulling me to him.

"Whatever I did I hardly meant it!" he said hurriedly, trying to calm me. "Please do not cry because of me!"

I pulled away with wide fearful eyes, "B-Butch…do you…detest the thought of becoming an f-father?"

He leaned down to kiss my nose, "Of course not! How could you think that?"

"You've seem so flustered since I told you…" I said shaking. "I just figured that you did not wish to become a father…"

"No, no, my dear Buttercup," he said leaning down in front of me, and taking my hands. "I am overjoyed at the thought of becoming a father, tis' just so overwhelming is all!"

I held my breath, trying to believe him. I just didn't know if I could… Butch obviously knew I did not believe him yet (due to my damn hormones [only a few weeks, and I was already that bad]).

"How shall I prove my words to you?" he asked with sad eyes.

"I-"

I stopped short when I felt the ground rumble beneath my feet. Butch noticed this too, and stood up to go look out the window. I followed, and we both went wide eyed at what we saw.

(Bubbles POV)

Boomer and I were laughing at the dining table, looking at different scrolls. The scrolls had pictures of wedding cake decorations, and flowers…all that fun stuff.

"Alright, we should go with the white cake with the dark blue swirly things…" Boomer said simply.

"No," I said before pointing to another. "We should go with the white cake that has the baby blue circles on it!"

Boomer turned to glare at me. We'd been going off about that cake for at least ten minutes; he wanted the dark blue decorated one, while I wanted to baby blue decorated one. I glared back at him.

"Baby blue."

"Navy blue."

"Baby blue."

"Navy blue."

"Baby."

"Navy."

"Baby."

"Navy, baby…"

I glared at him, "Very clever of you…"

He glared back, "Navy."

"Baby."

We glared further, before we could not take it any longer. We both broke into grins in unison, and burst into laughter. It's not like we were actually angry…why would we be? Over a cake? That's something that Buttercup and Butch would do…

"How about…" Boomer said leaning down to my ear. "We have a baby blue cake, with dark blue circle decorations on it?"

I giggled when he kissed my ear lightly, and I managed to speak, "Tis' perfect…a baby blue cake with dark blue circle-no BUBBLES! WE SHOULD HAVE A BABY BLUE CAKE WITH DARK BLUE BUBBLES ON IT!"

I squealed in delight and threw my arms around Boomer's neck, pulling him into a kiss, "YOU ARE A GENIUS!"

"But I did not-"

"You are the one that suggested a baby blue cake," I said smiling. "So you implanted the idea into my noodle…"

"Well, as Brick would say," he held his finger up, and lowered his voice to match Brick's. "Tis' only being rational…"

I giggled, and leaned forward for a hug, to which Boomer happily obliged to. Then we both jumped apart when a large rumbling sensation was felt beneath our very feet.

"What on earth…?"

We rushed outside to meet something that filled my heart with utter terror. Suddenly my happy mood turned sour in an instant…

(Blossom POV)

"Come off it Blossom!" Brick said tiredly. "Just one little kiss?"

"No," I said simply, wrapping my arms around myself.

Oh why on earth did I let him stay in my room again? Oh right, because he let me stay in his tent… He probably would have done so even if it was another woman, and he detested her. Tis' what you do for a lady after all…

"Why not?" he asked frowning. "You hardly seemed to mind yesterday in the garden!"

"You caught me off guard," I said quickly.

He grabbed me from behind, and turned me around, "Blossom…I hate to inform you of this but…"

He took in a deep breath, "You are a terrible liar."

I frowned, "Unhand me."

He did, but did not move a single inch. Actually…he leaned closer.

"Please Blossom, tell me why you do not wish to kiss me?" he asked, obviously confused.

Brick could figure many things out rather quickly, but my emotions were one thing he could not. I could not even understand them at times…

I turned away, "In that garden, Brick…we got rather…uncontrolled…"

"We only kissed, nothing more!" Brick said simply.

"I know, but we kissed a lot…more than normal," I said slowly. "I do not wish to end up like Buttercup is all…"

Brick came up from behind and wrapped his arms around me, "You won't, I swear it."

I sighed and leant back into his arms, letting his spicy scent fill my nostrils.

"You do realize all I wanted was a small peck on the cheek right?" he added.

I smiled softly before turning around, and giving him a small kiss.

He smiled, "Tis' much better…"

I was about to hug him once more, but I felt a vibration beneath my feet. I froze, before running out to the porch outside of my window. Brick followed, and we both froze at what we saw.

I just love cliffhangers…don't you? XD I'm so mean…lol.