"Why is it so cold!" Mitch groaned as they got out of the car.

"Maybe because it's winter?" Buttercup snarked sliding out next to him.

"I know that i'm not that dumb!" The brown haired boy snapped.

"Then why did you ask?" Floyde muttered, shutting the van's doors.

"Because it's like the temperature just dropped like, weirdly dropped."

"Right because temperatures dropping in December is so absolutely unheard of." Lloyde said, turning off the van.

"What is this, pick on Mitch day!"

"It's not our fault you're easy." The green girl smirked, feeling perfectly at ease with the weather.

"I'm not easy!"

"Sure you aren't." The freckled face teen rolled his eyes walking further into the park.

"No but I'll tell you what is easy." He said, smirking. "Kicking Sgloos ass!"

"Yeah, what he did to Mike was wrong." Floyde agreed, shaking his head.

"Do you think he'll be able to get the glue out?" Lloyde asked, they had looked up ways to get the glue out but he still had his doubts.

"That's not even the big issue Sgloo and his stupid little gang just walk all over people like its no big deal." Mitch continued scoffing. "And not only that but Finkelmeyer started hanging with them and now he's turning into a bigger ass then he was. And I heard he said some shit about you Bc!"

"Let him, I don't really care." It really didn't affect her one way or another, a coward like that just wasn't worth her time.

"Well yeah we know you don't but" Floyde started but trailed off exchanging looks with the other two.

"What?" Buttercup asked her tone, suddenly flat, her arms crossing.

"Well it's just we're worried because of how they are." Floyde tried again but withered under the girl's hardening glare.

"What he's trying to say is that they have a pattern especially when one of them has a vendetta against someone." The three boys were talking from experience of course being Elmor's ,the leaders, childhood bullies he tried to make elementary a hellish place.

Elmor found something was wrong though because Mitch, Floyde and Lloyde endured whatever was thrown at them sticking to each other like glue. Elmor found something from that experience, strength in numbers; the three boys never once turned on the other so Elmor found that it was incredibly difficult to really get to them despite his many attempts.

But that didn't stop him, it motivated him to become the worst version of himself. The once small boy was now a star on the wrestling team, big and buff he was the intimidating muscle of his little posse. Paired with the manipulative Wes Goingon and now the sexist Joey Finkelmeyer they formed a horrible little trio of assholes.

Shifting her stance she looked at each boy almost daring them to say it. "So what? You're freaking out about what exactly?"

"We're just worried they're going to start targeting you and your sisters. We've seen the way they went after Princess. We know they don't care who you are." Floyde blurted out under the pressure of the girl's gaze.

"What can they possibly do?"

The boys were silent. They had already decided they were going to talk to the green girl about this but they somehow completely forgot that they were in fact talking to Buttercup Untonium whose name may have been a flower but the girl was all thorns.

The girl who instead of asking if she could play basketball with the boys joined in anyway and dominated the game. The girl who took the most people out in dodgeball, the girl who lasted longer than anyone else in the pacer test. The girl who played softball,baseball, soccer and took karate because she felt like it. The very same girl who challenged Mitch to a fight then broke his nose because he was picking on Mike Believe and he didn't stop when she told him to. Tough as nail Butters would of course be offended by the notion that she couldn't handle a bully.

"We were just worried, you know what if they target your sister or something just to get to you. They're not on the same level of intensity as you." Floyde finally spoke up, his face going red.

"Bubbles isn't as frail and sweet as you like to think she is Floyde." Buttercup snapped her eyes zeroing in on the twin digging holes into his face.

"I never said Bubbles!" He sputtered though they all knew that's who he meant.

"Listen guys, I'm glad you care, I guess but I can protect my sisters just as well as they can protect themselves. Were not helpless and were definitely not stupid enough to even care about those boys say." Grabbing her bores she marched over to the half pipe.

The boys looked at each other for a moment longer. "I don't think that went well." Llyode sighed but was the first to follow after the girl.

Townsville skate park was just a small section of the massive town Park meaning that people were everywhere. Some people were jogging, playing basketball, walking their dogs, or just enjoying the park before it got to icy.

Buttercup raced down the sidewalk moving through people flawlessly until she came up to a familiar piece of land. Once owned by an evil genius monkey the volcano stood tall and thin, a dome- like structure abandoned on top. The stairs leading up to the entrance were mostly weathered and destroyed.

She could still remember throwing a certain someone into the crater in the steps. Behind her she smelt them before they approached their deodorants and cologne were familiar scents. She was still irritated with them but didn't feel like skating away, her eyes glued to the structure.

"Hey Butters there you are, you just kinda left after the half pipe we didn't know where you went." Floyde called the sound of his board rolling over the sidewalk edging closer.

"What did you think Elmor and his posse kidnapped me or something?" Her tone was bitter, her eyes looking back at the boys.

"Buttercup, we were only worried about our friend, which isn't a crime." Lloyde seemed to always be the voice of reason he had his head straightener then most.

"Yeah those guys are ass's and we know you would try to fight them if they ever said something about the people you care about in front of you. You tried to hunt down Elmer earlier. They can use your hot headedness against you. Remember when they left Floyde in his underwear and he had to walk around school like that."

"That was the best day of his life. What are you talking about? He strutted everywhere he went and owned it." Buttercup rolled her eyes, she remembered him waltzing into math after gym in only a towel, flip flops and pink boxers. He even winked at the teacher before she sent him to the principal.

"I only did that because Lloyde told me to. I was mortified when my locker was empty, just a pink pair of boxers laying there. I called him and he told me to walk with more confidence than I had."

"And it worked, everyone only remembers a strutting confident funny moment. If he hadn't calmed down and acted as embarrassed as he felt everyone would have attacked it like vultures." Mitch explained they seemed to have coordinated this together.

"Okay and this has what to do with me?"

"We're just saying they will do anything they want to humiliate and break people. Look at Billy, he's basically their errand boy because he lost a game of poker to Wes." Buttercup remembered that day Billy was boasting about being super good at all card games so Wes decided he would 'bet his life on it' and in a not so big twist of events Billy lost.

She could see him running around the school carrying one of the now three bags, drinks, food or anything else Wes desired. Billy was honorable at least but it seemed he wasn't abused as long as he delivered Wes sent him on his way.

"See those guys aren't something to play with." Lloyde finished for the boys.

"Their chump change." Buttercup was getting annoyed, they had done horrible things to many people she knew that. She and her sisters were aware of them and their nasty attitudes; it wasn't their business. Blossom had made it clear that she didn't like what they did or how they acted but what could they do?

"Honestly if they want to try to start messing with me or my sisters they can. In fact I'd love to see it. Blossom had been tolerant of them but if it directly affected her maybe we'd be able to knock some sense into 'em" the boys watched the girl in awe as she smirked, cracking her knuckles.

"Blossom?" Lloyde questioned more to himself, though all four girls were the same age it was no secret Blossom acted like the eldest. She was usually the one telling the girls what to do, the leader of the pack which was strange seeing how independent and uncontrollable Butters was. But still what could Blossom, a straight-laced a plus student, do about the school's bullies?

"So why did you come here?" Floyde asked, looking at the tall thin volcano.

"Huh?"

"Well it's just not the first time we found you here when we pissed you off." Floyde said, his brown eyes looking towards her. "Remember when we were determined to get onto the football team and trained here we didn't let you play with us. Then we found you here pouting."

"Firstly I don't pout and secondly I don't come here all the time."

"So you weren't going to go to the second step and sit down?" Floyde asked, it was the same step every time she went there to pout; he remembered finding her there before she even came to school, sitting on the second step and ripping up some paper. Then again during freshman year right after she left the soccer team.

He wasn't going to mention any of these times in fear of his face getting torn from his body but he also remembered a time he had caught her crying. She wasn't in her usual green but an oversized purple t-shirt. That and the tears was an unusual change, something he would never forget.

"Yeah you do, if you're upset you'll come here, walk over to that step, sit down and just brood." He said his voice turned lighter, he was teasing her.

"I do not brood!" She was getting flustered. Lloyde could see what brother was doing and decided to join in. "Sure you do Butters you like the queen of brooding."

"You guys don't know what you're talking about. Your brains need to stop malfunctioning."