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 40: Take Me Out – Franz Ferdinand

Butch stared.

He couldn't help it. He couldn't even if he tried. He was currently at a massive high school reunion party with his brothers that was being held for their graduating year, and right now he was watching a girl who he hadn't seen in close to five years rip up the dancefloor with some of the sultriest dance moves he had ever seen.

Dressed in a skin tight black top and even tighter ripped jeans that he was amazed were still intact – Buttercup Utonium was the life of the party.

And damn she looked good.

Way better than the bimbo, Jessie… Jennifer… Julie – whatever her name was who he came to the stupid party with – looked.

Oh yeah, waaaay better. He thought appreciatively to himself as he watched her roll her hips to the beat of the music. He had no idea she could dance like that, but hey – he sure as hell wasn't complaining.

Casting a quick look around the room, he couldn't see his date anywhere, and assumed that she had met up with some of her old high school friends. Good, that gave him some time to go catch up with his favorite Puff alone.

If he could drop his pride for a moment, he could admit that the reason why he had come to the reunion in the first place was partially to meet up with his old football buddies, but mainly because he had heard though the grapevine that she was going to be there along with her sisters.

Because secretly, he'd had a thing for her back in high school, and seeing her like this now was bringing back old feelings.

He smoothly danced his way through the crowd until he was right behind her. Copying her dancing so that his moves were in sync with hers, he placed his hands on her hips and bent down to her height so his mouth was right by her ear.

"Boo."

She whipped around to face him. Lime eyes meeting forest green in an instant, and her blazing green irises widened in recognition a second later, causing an almost flirty grin to work its way up her lips as she looked him up and down.

"Well, well Butch Jojo. I haven't seen your sorry mug in forever. Looks like the years have been nice to you. How've you been?"

"Nice to see you too Sunshine. I'm doing fine, but damn I could say the same thing about you – holy hell woman, where have you been hiding those curves?"

She smirked at him. "Always had 'em, never showed 'em. Knew you would never get off my ass if I did."

God why had she hidden them all throughout high school? Was she trying to give him a brain hemorrhage? He thought to himself amazed, but she had a point – If he had known that she was hiding those underneath her clothes all that time… well… he probably would have slapped a ring on her years ago.

He shook his head to clear his head of those thoughts, and settled for looking her up and down – trying to take in the young woman in front of him.

The more he looked at her, the more things he started to notice about her that he had failed to notice originally. She was even taller now, if that were even possible, and she had let her hair grow out past her shoulders. It was a good look for her, he decided. Everything about her looked good.

Her eyes still held that same mischievous glimmer to them that they'd had in high school though, he noticed with a hidden grin. Not everything about her had changed.

"Damn though Butch, have you been working out recently? It looks like that shirt is a bit too tight." Buttercup commented playfully with a wink, tugging at the hem of his black shirt. He puffed out his chest and jokingly flexed for her. "Of course, you know me sweet cheeks – I gotta keep in shape. The ladies need something to ogle at."

Buttercup laughed at his cocky attitude and began to move her hips to the beat once again, motioning for him to do the same. "You haven't changed at all." She muttered with a small smile. "Good to see that some things are consistent with you I guess."

"You've changed." He informed her as he gently placed his hands back on her hips with a wink. "It's probably the best change I've ever seen though…"

Buttercup twisted her hips in a different direction as the song changed in the background, and hummed lightly – letting him know that she had heard him. He swallowed thickly – the small action sent waves of desire running though his veins, and before he could think about what he was doing, he had bent down to her height again.

"We should go somewhere." He rumbled low in her ear. Buttercup paused for the briefest of moments as she flashed him a crooked smile. "Now normally I'd say that sounds like a fabulous idea, but you have a tendency to fuck the girls you go out with." She murmured as she rolled her hips against his own.

"You make it sound like it's a bad thing."

She frowned at that – all traces of the playful smirk on her face from mare seconds ago, gone. She pushed him back slightly and glared at him. The massive raven haired man flinched inwardly as her piercing green irises washed over his broad form – chilling him to the bone.

"I'm not that type of person." She informed him coolly. "I haven't forgotten the shit that you and your brothers used to put me and my sisters though. Just because you're hot and I haven't seen you for a few years doesn't mean that I'm going to throw myself into bed with you."

He could barely keep himself from flinching as her words stabbed him like knifes. Ouch – talk about a blow to his ego. He hadn't realized that she still held that much resentment against him even after almost five years.

Buttercup broke eye contact with him for a moment to look at something behind him. "Besides…" She trailed off as she nodded her head in the direction where she was looking, "I don't think your date would appreciate that very much."

He spun around only to see the blonde-haired girl – Julie, that was her name – who he had come to the party with – standing a few feet away from them, glaring at him.

He meekly waved at her before turning back to Buttercup, who had her arms crossed over her chest. "Listen, I only came with her because she asked. I actually had a thing for you in highschool, and I still kinda do-"

She held up a hand, cutting him off in the middle of his sentence. "You should've thought of that before bringing her then." Buttercup relied icily, glaring back at the blonde girl. "Knowing full well I don't like her."

He openly cringed that time. Crap how could he have forgotten? He knew that neither Buttercup nor her sisters liked Julie very much – not since she and her psychotic family had tried to blow her dad's brains out when they were kids, or something along those lines.

He didn't want to just end things with her like that though – who knew when he would see her again next? So he tried to salvage the situation.

"You know we could still ditch… just you and me, like old times-"

Buttercup closed her eyes with a slightly bitter smile. "You know, if I was anyone else, then I would have agreed. But I know you, and you never change. That's why you and me never worked out."

She opened her blazing lime irises again and looked up at him evenly. "I think I'm going to head. This reunion was kinda dull to be honest. It was nice seeing you again."

"Buttercup I-"

"Goodbye Butch."

And with that, she turned and walked out of his life as quickly as she had come back into it. Leaving him feeling strangely broken on the inside.

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XxX

And if you leave here

You leave me broken, shattered, I lie

I'm just a shot, then we can die

I know I won't be leaving here with you