Butch sat next to Buttercup at the skatepark behind the furthest ramp. He knew exactly why she was pissed. Buttercup pulled her hands away from her knees.
"What did he even do?" Butch asked, egging on the conversation. She shook her head at him.
"He stared at me with that little bitch wrapped around his dick. As if I care! He can have that pompous little ass, and I'll stick to my happy relationship." She almost screeched. Butch wasn't sure about how to care for other girls, but since the two were so alike, he was the perfect best friend for her.
Butch scooted closer to her, pulling Buttercup into a side-hug. "I'm sorry that he's a dick. I know you seem happy with Mitch Butters, but maybe you should take a break from him." Butch was right. Mitch was acting worse and worse by the day. He was calling off on movie nights, ignoring texts, and now was selling more than ever.
"God, why can't guys just not be weird for once!" Buttercup exclaimed. Butch just awkwardly looked around, knowing damn well girls were weird too. But that was no excuse for anyone to be an asshole. Butch was just as much as an asshole as the other guys, but at least he cared enough to let the girls go. Unlike Mitch or even Mike. But Mike was for a later argument.
"Butters, I think that it'd be better for you just to leave them both alone..." Butch continued; he only wanted the best for her. Butch and Buttercup were like siblings, they never left each other's sides, but they never connected in the way that maybe she and Mitch had. Buttercup couldn't help but think that perhaps she was what caused Brick to run back to Princess.
"Maybe you're right..." Buttercup finally admitted. Butch rested his head back, feeling his heart sink into his stomach. School had already started like trash for Buttercup, so why'd they have to come back and make it worse? Buttercup just wanted to be alone in her room now. Sitting in her closet, in the dark, wrapped up in her blanket. "I think I'm gonna head home, Butch..." Buttercup stood, grabbing her bag and her skateboard. Butch understood, she needed her space. He would, too, if he were in her place. Buttercup skated out of the park, her thoughts racing as per usual.
She even passed Mitch's place without batting an eye, not wanting to spark any anger that she was suppressing at the moment.
In her bedroom, Buttercup sat on the carpeted floor, her knees to her chest, and her blanket covering her head. She was never known to be so outward with her softer emotions. Buttercup was known for being loud, happy, and or pissed. But here she was, crying in her bedroom. A knock came to the door, startling her. Buttercup looked up, quickly wiping her eyes.
"Not now!" She yelled out, not wanting to deal with whoever it was.
"Buttercup? Do you want to talk about anything?" Bubbles asked from the other side of the door. Buttercup waited silently. "I can order Chinese for us?" Bubbles continued, trying to persuade Buttercup to come out. Buttercup stood up, slowly walking to the door and opening it to a concerned Bubbles already standing with Chinese in hand. Bubbles smiled as Buttercup thanked her. Bubbles entered the room, sitting on the floor next to Buttercups blanket. Buttercup locked the door before returning to her spot.
"Thank you..." She mumbled out as Bubbles handed her the lo mein. As the girls began eating, Bubbles couldn't help but already sense what the problem was.
"So...I take it Mitch hasn't been too nice lately?" Bubbles said, trying not to upset Buttercup any more than she already was. Buttercup shook her head.
"It's like he doesn't care anymore. It's like all he wants to do is hang out with the twins or with Pablo..." Buttercup began. She would never really unload this much with Butch, but with Bubbles, it was easier, surprisingly.
"What else?"
"He thinks that it's okay to wait three fucking days to respond to any of my texts now, too. Mitch won't even come over anymore for some reason. He's gotten three new numbers within a month, so that makes me think he might be cheating or getting into worse trouble." Bubbles was a bit shocked at the things Mitch was doing. She wasn't super close with him, but she knew a lot from growing up with him. Mitch grew up in a beautiful home, raised by his happily married parents, and he was an only child.
"I'm sorry, sis..." Bubbles mumbled, she didn't know how else to comfort her sister. Being the youngest of the three made it harder sometimes to help, but she was better at it than Blossom. Blossom knew that emotions would get them into trouble, she always warned the girls to stay away from guys, but now she's the one hanging with Dexter.
"I just wish that Mitch would go back to normal. We were doing fantastic. It feels like he's throwing six years down the drain, and I don't know how to deal with that." Buttercup admitted with a sad sigh. Bubbles turned to face her silently crying sister. As Buttercup put her food down, Bubbles pulled her into a hug. Another knock came to the door, causing the sisters to pull apart. Buttercup stood up and opened the door to an annoyed Blossom.
"What's your problem?" Buttercup asked as she let Blossom in. Blossom sat at Buttercup's desk, her arms and legs crossed, and her eyebrows furrowed.
"Boomer is such a jerk!" She exclaimed, obviously blushing. Bubbles and Buttercup looked at one another before letting out a snicker. Buttercup sat down next to Bubbles once again, awaiting the rant that would ensue.
"Oh?" Bubbles egged on, still snickering.
"He just keeps staring at me! He smiles at me, and he knows that I don't like him! He's a drop out for christ's sake!" And begun the rant. The girls could tell how giddy Boomer made Blossom.
"Oh no, a cute boy is paying attention to me!" Buttercup teased. Blossom scoffed at her sister, her cheeks turning a crimson.
"Excuse me! I don't want his attention! I want...Dexter's." Blossom mumbled the end. She was always embarrassed to admit a crush, but with the way they'd been acting after their first "date," it made it so much better for the girls to tease her. Blossom joined the girls in eating Chinese, and by the end of the night, the girls were binge-watching Disney movies.
