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.
*Inspired from the one scene in More Then Human
Track 28: See You Around – We Are The In Crowd
They stared at each other for a long time in silence.
Butch and Buttercup stood on the edge of the sidewalk by one of Townsville's busy intersections. Cars whizzed by them, unaware of the showdown that was happening between one of their beloved heroes, and her best friend.
The raven-haired teens stared each other down, neither daring to utter a single word – almost looking as if they were going to fight each other.
But they weren't there to participate in a brawl. Not this time. (Though it was something that they'd much rather be doing)
Buttercup wasn't sure how long they stared at each other for. It could have been minutes, it could have been hours – hell it could have been days for all she cared. All she could do was peer into Butch's deep green irises, knowing full well that she would have to say the thing she never thought she'd have to say to him of all people at some point.
Thankfully, she didn't have to. He did it for her.
"So, this is it then." Butch mumbled, shoving his hands into his pockets, looking everywhere but her. Buttercup nodded slowly. "Yup." She said curtly, crossing her arms so he couldn't see her clenched fists that were turning white from stress. "It is." She confirmed.
Butch hummed lightly – still refusing to look at her – as a smirk crossed over his handsome features. It wasn't one of his normal smirks though, Buttercup noted. It was twisted with pain. Pain that she knew that he would never admit to.
Butch cracked a grin as he lifted his head upwards so that he was staring up at the gray clouds overhead. It was another long moment before he spoke.
"You know, for what it's worth Butters… it was fun."
Buttercup nodded, and the ghost of a smile danced her red lips.
"Yeah…" she agreed softly. "Yeah it was."
Butch grinned sadly at that and turned around to leave. He had taken two steps away from her, before he stopped and turned back around to shoot her a pained smirk. Raising his hand, he shot her a mock salute.
"See you around." He said hollowly. Then, he turned back around, and walked off, leaving her alone. He didn't look back.
Buttercup took a shuddering breath in, and tried her damndest to ignore the feeling that her heart was breaking inside her rib cage. Instead she stared longingly after his retreating figure until she couldn't see him anymore.
It was only after he had completely disappeared from her advanced vision that she allowed a single tear to fall from her bright green eyes. It crashed onto the pavement below her – humble and silent – just like the very human pain that she felt.
"Yeah." Buttercup choked out after a moment. "I'll see you around."
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XxX
I'm getting into trouble and dancing with the devil.
Well then I give up if you just stop this whole thing altogether.
What if I say goodbye for the last time?
I'm closer than you realize.