Buttercup was driving her car , while Butch and his son were sitting at the back , if you asked the superpowered adults how they felt on the way to the puff's home , they would both give you the same answer .

It was awkward.

As the puff kept driving, many thoughts raced in the ruff's head.

'Why on earth is she helping me ? Ain't I supposed to be her enemy ? I tried to kill her multiple times and she decided to help me ?!! '

Butch's eyes stayed fixed on Buttercup as more thoughts flooded his mind.

' Could this be a trap to capture me ? Knowing her , there's no way she would help me just like that . There must be a reason ... '

The green ruff's thoughts were inturrepted when the car stopped .

"We're here." Said Buttercup as she got out of her car.

Butch slowly followed her still holding his son ; he looked down at him , only to notice that he was already fast asleep .

" Your kid is very cute by the way." Stated the successful woman.

"Thanks." Responded Butch.

As they reached their destination , Buttercup opened the door , needless to say the man was stunned .

The house was extremly big , the walls were all green matching Buttercup's eyes , not to mention that the furnitures looked pretty expensive , to summarise the description, the house was amazing .

'How did she afford all that ?!' Thought the green eyed man , still stunned about how the house looked.

" Come on , let me show you to your room." Said the green puff snapping Butch out of his trance.

" My...room?"

"Actually ... It's my room , but you and the kid can sleep there , while I sleep on the couch."

Butch looked at her , surprised , before asking her.

" Why?"

"Why what?"

" Why are you helping me? I never asked you to ."

Buttercup was caught off guard by this question , she stayed silent before answering.

" I'm doing this because there's no way I'll let a kid grow up on the street . You may have been my enemy , but the kid is not at fault in anything ."

Right as she said that , Butch's eyes fell on the sleeping baby , the more he looked at him , the more he felt his guilt increase , after all Buttercup was right , it wasn't the baby's fault , it was his , nobody else's , It's his fault his own son spent the first year of his life in the street, It's his fault they're living in poverty , and it's certainly his fault the baby has no mother.

"Hey ."

Butch looked up to find his counterpart looking at him with an emotion he couldn't catch . Was it concern ? Pity ? He honestly had no idea.

"Don't be so hard on yourself . I don't exactly know what happened . But...I could tell that you're a really great father."

Butch blinked at her not expecting such a statement from her.

"Now follow me, you must rest ."

"O-Okay." Stuttered the ruff , a small blush appearing on his face.

When they reached , Buttercup's room , Butch put his kid on the bed and both adults saw a small smile appearing as he shifted comfortably .

Butch and Buttercup stayed silent, watching the sleeping kid , glad that the boy was enjoying his peaceful slumber.

A few minutes passed , and Buttercup finally had the courage to start a conversation.

"So what's his name ?"

" Ben."

"That's a very nice name... Do you want to talk about what happened?"

No response.

"It's okay if you don't want to , I just thought perhaps it'll make you feel better."

Silence.

"You know what ? Just forget-"

"Okay , I'll tell you. "

"Really ? Are you sure?"

"Yes."

The adult man took a deep breath before starting his tale.

To be continued.

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