Butch snickered as he waited by his favorite little Puff's locker, prank in hand. Shame, for all of her rabid angry threats she threw at him the day before, the Puff was still yet to react, while he all happy-dandy in all his sniggering glory already had his second trick up his sleeve to throw at her.

Literally; he was gonna throw it at her, and it was going to be hilarious.

T minus 45 seconds 'till that bell rang and the Puff swooped out of there. She was always the first to hightail it out of her History class.

Butch had had a real hoot watching her snore through it all last semester when he'd shared the same class, mostly in anticipation of the aftermath when the teacher would yell her name and she would instantly spring up with expressions that were simply priceless.

Thirty seconds...Butch couldn't wait.

If this worked, he'd have to thank Boomer later but his younger brother would probably just eye him in disdain after hearing how he'd decided to use the vital piece of information given to him.

Butch grinned. Weaknesses were, after all, a great thing to target at the enemy.

Ten seconds...adrenaline was pumping throughout his entire body as he tensed in anticipation of the moment.

5 seconds...3 seconds... -RRRRIIINNGGG!

There goes the slam of that door and the green-eyed Puff walking out.

...2 seconds...1...

And cue the shriek as Butch threw the very realistic looking tarantula at Buttercup's face.

"AH! AAAACCCKKK!" she screeched in horror as she scrambled and swatted away at her face to fling the thing off, waving her arms wildly in panic.

Butch doubled over in laughter, clutching his sides as his shoulders shook with every chortle.

"Is that a TARANTULA?!" Buttercup yelped, shooting up into the air with wide wild eyes as they bugged out.

Butch continued to laugh, unable to say anything.

The Puff's eyes suddenly narrowed when she noticed the hairy creature still yet to take a single step and her counterpart's laughing form meter's away.

Suddenly, it clicked.

"Why you..." she growled darkly, "YOU! That was a prank?!"

"Which you still fell for," Butch managed, grinning with glee.

"I hate spiders!" Buttercup yelled.

"Pfft...Hahaha, the toughest fighter, afraid of some measly six-legged insect?" Butch laughed.

"They can be poisonous!" Buttercup cried indignantly.

Butch only laughed harder as Buttercup scowled, before lunging at him, tackling him down as she proceeded to strangle him.

"You asshole!" she cried.

Butch wrenched himself out from her grip and bolted in a flash of green, stirring up a storm of flying papers behind him.

Buttercup took off right on his tail, a loud boom in her wake as she the sheer force of her flight whipped the nearby students and almost threatened to rip the lockers off all its hinges as they all slammed open or shut, banging loudly against each other.

"Those two are going to be the ruin of this building," one kid muttered.

"If not the death of us first," another added.

"BUTCH, YOU-" Buttercup yelled in fury as she shot off right after the Ruff, "You IDIOTIC MORON! GET BACK HERE!"

Butch tossed her a smug smirk over his shoulder before grinning, "Not a chance, Babe."

"DON'T CALL ME BABE!" the girl screeched, grabbing for the boy's leg and throwing him down to the ground with a loud crash after having caught it.

Butch winced at the pain and grit his teeth as he pushed himself back up to stare the girl down. He sneered at her outraged form.

"You wanna play? Let's play."

Buttercup cried out in aggression and shot forward to punch him. Butch blocked her fist and threw her up into the air before throwing her down.

She fell to the ground in a nearby raspberry bush and popped her head out of the shrubbery with a scowl on her face.

Butch smirked as she cried out yet again and shot out from the bush in a flash of lime green light.

"You're, THE WORST," she bellowed.

The Ruff only casually reached out and plucked a berry off of her hair and pooped it into his mouth, before quickly ducking down to avoid getting sucker-punched in the face as Buttercup swung her arm in rage.

"Ha ha, missed me," Butch taunted, "You're too –YOW! WATCH IT!"

"Oh, I'll be sure to watch it," the Puff responded darkly, kicking again as Butch hastily dodged it once more, "We can't have you down already, now can we? Why, the fun has just begun."

"What-"

"Have a taste of this!" Buttercup yelled, landing a punch to her counterpart's gut. He suppressed the wince and only grunted before grabbing her by both her arms and flipping her over his head, sending her flying across the sky behind him.

"Adios, Amigos!" Butch called, wiggling his fingers at her disappearing figure.

Even from all the way here and more as he hightailed it away, he still heard the string of curses the Puff bellowed at him.

He only chuckled.

Job well done, Jojo, he thought as he flew away.

Boy oh boy, her reaction to that tarantula stunt would be forever engraved into his head.

Butch snickered.

Her expression had been gold. Ha! If only she'd seen herself.