Here's my current schedule for this Fanfic. I'm not doing 2 chapters every single day, I can't write that much for a small project like this and keep updating it daily. I can however say there will be longer chapters sometimes, since I know these are super short! (I'm writing them in like 2 hours give me a break hahaha)

Weekends: Two chapters a day or at least 3 will be done sat-sun

Mon-Thurs: One chapter per day

Friday: One to Two chapters, could totally vary depending on how I feel

Thank you for your patience and all your lovely reviews!!!

And yes Boomer is a weak boy who needs to work out more, he can't rely on his powers forever lmao

This chapter we check in on the greens, they get their own chapter to themselves woo!!

Everyone has limbs etc... and I don't own the PPG or RRB, I wish I did lololol

Chapter 5: This Jungle's Hot Like You

Buttercup POV

Buttercup, internally, screamed. This day was starting to become the worst, like ever! First, she fought Butch, which was annoying as hell. Then she had to go in a FOREST with him, because Blossom obviously didn't want to. She even chose Brick over her sister! And then the worst part is when she fell, of a ledge no less. And BUTCH caught her and pulled her back up to the surface! Buttercup pulled on her hair and grinded her knuckles into her skull, irritated. To make matters worse, she'd called out his name as she was falling. His stupid, ugly, name.

She also had landed on his chest, that was a different feeling for Buttercup as she unconsciously bit her lip. Normally when they fought she didn't land on him, and if she ever did he wasn't holding on to her. But he had grabbed her and she had landed on his chest and it was a chest. A rock-hard 8-pack chest, and it felt nice. Her frown spread into a grin as she bit her lip harder, it was a nice feeling. Then she stopped and released said lip from the grasp of her canines. The grin was replaced by a frown, she wasn't supposed to like him. She hated him and his stupid rock hard abs, his awful behavior, his arrogance, how he'd kept her up for all those mornings. It didn't matter how hot someone was, it wasn't going to make up for what an awful person they were. She'd reject the likes of Brad Pitt if he was an asshole to her, and Butch was her Brad Pitt.

Her anger was soon interrupted as she felt water drop onto her nose. A small raindrop had fallen from the sky. Many followed, but it was nothing serious, she'd just get a little wet no biggie. But then it got serious and she groaned loudly. The raindrops, now large had started to soaked her body, her green t-shirt, already covered in sweat clung to her. The black skinny jeans with rips in them tightened with the extra water as she pulled them up, her fingers slipped under the belt loops. Her Nike's were soggy like her socks, as she walked they smushed and sopped, the water making them as mushy as tennis shoes could be. "Great, this is just great" Buttercup moaned as she hunched over and glared at the ground, rain pounding on her back. Her hair was in her face now, sticking to her skin and looping through her spider bite rings on her lip. She spat it out her mouth and looked around desperate for shelter. Moving further into the jungle (Butch still following like a lost, and wet, puppy) she moved palm leaves and vines out of the way.

"Well would you look at that..." Butch leaned his head to the side as he peered over Buttercups shoulder, eager to see what she found. She pushed him back slightly wanting space, and he stepped back letting her go forward. "I think we've just found the perfect shelter." She said as she moved a palm out of the way for her counterpart to see. Before the both of them sat a cave, covered in vines and leading in to a small and manageable space. Around the cave sat starfruit and banana trees ripe with fruit in the April season. The stream they had been following split in two, continuing on and straining from a small waterfall and a pond beneath it next to the cave. It was the perfect place to set up for the night.

"Holy shit Butters, I think you're right." Butch exclaimed, there wasn't any sarcasm in his voice like normal. He seemed genuinely impressed as he walked to the inside of the cave, freeing himself from the downpour. He patted the inside, signaling for Buttercup to join him. She reluctantly did and sat as far away as she could from him.

Butch's hair, once in flattened spikes was now completely flat even his cowlick had been calmed. He shook his head like a dog, and the droplets of water from his face scattered into the air. Butch pulled at his black T-shirt from behind, pulling it over his head as he stripped it off. He wrung it out, the water once contained in the cotton squeezing out onto to the cave floor. Buttercup only stared in an aggravated manner at the crow-haired boy's manners, and common decency. Even though she would have done the same had it been her and her sisters.

"You gonna strip all the way or do I only get half a show?" She snarled and leaned back on the cave wall, clothes still clinging to her wet skin.

"I thought I was supposed to make the perverted jokes Butters. Didn't even think you had it in you" He grinned as he stretched out his arms, biceps straining as he popped his shoulders and elbows. She scoffed and Butch glared at her. "If your gonna be bitch go be one somewhere else Butterfuck."

"I found the cave Butchie Boy, you can find another place to be pissy, not me. It's my cave and my rules so you can just get the hell out."

"I entered it first AND you're the one who started being a bitch." Butch crackle his knuckles, avoiding eye contact with the ravenette.

"Oh really, and who exactly hit me with that palm leaf? Because if I remember it was you who did" Buttercup snarled back as she stared harshly at Butch, her bright lime eyes piercing his own Hooker's green, violent gaze.

"I'll be glad to hit you with another one if you don't shut the fuck up"

"Do it pussy, I'm not scared of a punk like you. I'll take you on anyday" She stood to her feet as she finished the sentence.

"I'm not a fucking pussy, Butterfuck, and I'll be happy to pound your sorry ass into this goddamn cave floor." He rose to his feet as well, and moved closer to Buttercup until their chests were pushed against each other, each fighting for dominance.

"You sure sound like one right now." She raised herself on her toes, leveling herself to Butch, her nose touching his nose as she kept glaring at him. "I'll pound your goddamn head into the wall so hard your brothers won't even recognize who it is"

"Yeah? Your ass is dead Butterfuck, when I'm done with you your sisters will have to scrape your carcass off this fucking cave floor." He grabbed her wrists, and she harshly wriggled free and slapped him. Butch punched Buttercup in the jaw, her hand went to it as she looked up at him, eyes enraged. She charged and elbowed him in the gut, even without her super strength she was just as strong as him, there were no disadvantages in this fight. Butch staggered back and grabbed her by the shoulders, raising his head. His eyes were fierce the green was more vibrant, like hers. Butch slammed his head down on hers, their skulls cracking against each other as they both fell to the ground clutching their heads.

"YOU FUCKING BASTARD THAT HURT LIKE HELL!" Buttercup shouted in both aggression and pain as she clutched her forehead which now was bruised and slightly bleeding from the impact.

"YEAH WELL, I SURE HOPE IT DID YOU BITCH. THAT WAS THE POINT." Butch stood up like Buttercup and pushed her. She punched him in the jaw and he moved back, clutching the formally swollen jaw that had now recently been hit again. The pain seered throughout his lower part of the skull and his mouth. He grabbed her arms and twisted it behind her back, pinning her to the ground. With his other hand he grinded her head into the rocky cave floor. "What did you say? I was a pussy? Is this pussy enough for you? HUH?" He ground her head further into it, blood came spilling out as he broke the skin of her forehead.

"You're still a little bitch Butch" Buttercup spat out as she pushed up on the ground and threw Butch of herself. The blood from her forehead clouded the vision of one of her eyes, leaking down her face and onto her shirt. She grabbed him by his hair and slammed his face sideways l into her knee, hearing a good crack from the impact. She released him and Butch stumbled back, hand clutching his swollen, now probably broken, jaw as he fell on the ground. She grabbed him by his hair again as she moved his head closer to hers. Butch didn't want to lose this fight, and she could see it in his eyes but she couldn't see what he was doing to do next in the dark green pigment of his orbs.

Butch POV

Butch wasn't letting her win. No way was he losing to her this time, no one was going to boss her around like this. Her grip tightened on his hair as she pulled his face closer to his, her glare intensifying, so he clasped his hands on her face quickly. And jiggled it, squished her cheeks together as he shook her head. She immediately released her hands from his shoulders and stared at him miffed at the weird way he had handled it.

Neither of them talked as Buttercup slowly backed out of the cave, head between her hands, and ran out into the downpour. Butch layed back and rolled over, hand caressing his broken jaw. He was giddy and a large grin spread across his face because he'd won this fight. And he'd handled it very well, Brick would be proud of his younger brother if he saw what he had done.

Especially since his medicine was wearing off, his finger tapped now, uncontrolled by his body. Normally he'd just pop one of his pills, a special creation from his older brother. Mojo, his father, was the main source, but he had been locked up in a maximum security facility for a few months now. It seemed like forever though, and Butch had had a hard time adapting the first few weeks without it. He'd taken up smoking both cigarettes and joints regurally just to calm himself down. Brick had come to his rescue though and creation a subsitute that was close to the original. He didn't need to smoke as much in a necessity way, but he still did, it was fun to him.

Butch sat up and walked out into the rain, Buttercup shuffled past him and went back into the cave laying down on the floor and closing her eyes. He felt as the downpour of liquid washed away the blood and sweat from his forehead and cooled his jaw. It fell down his face and into his lips as he rubbed his arms down in the water from the sky. Returning back to the cave, he shook himself out and sat down, turning away from Buttercup this time. Butch tried his best to focus and keep from bouncing, but he wasn't having any luck. He'd just have to wait it out, until the rain stopped and he could go back to the shore, to his pills.

Sorry the ending is kind of rushed, I have a big test tomorrow and I gotta focus for it! Anyway let me know what you thought about this chapter, because next time we go back to the reds.

Additionally, should I combine the chapters to make them longer after I've already finished them? Or should I keep the short updates as individual chapters?