Hello again! It feels like it's been forever since I've posted one of these chapters, and I'm so sorry for that! It's crazy how life gets in the way sometimes.

Luckily, we do see our first of the PPG/RRB outside of our lovely Greens in this chapter. In a few more, we'll have the whole lot of them - kids and all! So that will be coming down the pike at a later date.

As always, I own nothing and am just putting words on a page.

Hope you all enjoy!

Buttercup's forehead glistened with sweat, and her entire face burned a bright red from exertion. She panted, chest heaving, as she weakly squeezed Butch's hand. However, all of that faded to the background in comparison to the broad smile on her face as she laid eyes on their son. Their baby boy who came into the world screaming his little lungs out.

An oddly reassuring sound during delivery of babies, Butch came to discover. He'd heard the horror stories associated with babies who arrived silently into the world, and the scare that came afterwards. So while those powerful little lungs would keep him awake more nights than he'd prefer, he'd take it over the scare any time.

After the cleaned up their boy, Buttercup reached for him, eyes alight. It felt almost instantaneous that the bundle met her arms that their son quieted. The lime green eyes peeking out at them made Butch grin. It only seemed fair one of their kids get their mother's bright eyes, and he still found the contrast to the dark tuft of hair atop his son's head incredible.

"He's going to be quite the lady killer when he gets older, aren't you, little man?"

His wife scowled at him for a moment before laughing. "He just got here, Butch. Maybe give him a few days before deciding that, yeah?"

Butch chuckled, a warmth radiating from his chest. Motherhood really suited Buttercup well – way better than what the assholes around Townsville predicted. Then again, they weren't all privy to moments like this one where she looked so genuinely content that her heart could burst.

It was one of those looks that made him fall in love with her all over again.

He tucked her hair behind her ear and asked, "So what were you thinking for a name?"

She faltered for only a moment. "I do have a name I've always wanted to use…"

"Yeah? What's that?"

Buttercup nodded as she brought her hand up for him to work on clasping his tiny fingers around. "Bruce."

Raising an eyebrow, Butch looked between her and their baby boy. Bruce, huh? As he looked at his son's face and mulled the name over, he felt himself begin to grin. It suited him, somehow. "I like it."

She visibly sagged in relief. "Thank God. I really didn't want to have to fight you about why we weren't naming him Butch Jr."

Butch chuckled again. "No worries, Spitfire. Besides…we could always save that name for the next one."

She glowered at him as he winked at her. "You're not funny."

"You know you love me."

"I mean it, Butch! This is the last one!"

"Okay, babe. Whatever you say."

Grumbling, Buttercup turned to Bruce. "Can you believe that? Your dad is trying to make more of you already. Can't he see how perfect you are already?"

Butch ducked out of the room once Buttercup and Bruce were both sleeping to call for his brother to bring Belladonna to come and meet her baby brother in a few hours. When he went back into the room and saw them both resting peacefully, he dozed off as well in the armchair, a smile on his face.

Some time later, Butch awakened to a little hand gently hitting his thigh. Groggily, he peeled his eyes open to see his little girl staring up at him with wide eyes. "Daddy, wake up!"

"I'm up, Baby Girl. I'm up, I'm up!" He scooped her into his lap, trapping her in a bear hug that causes her to squeal happily. Butch looked up to see Brick looking at him with a smirk. "Thanks for watching her, bro."

Brick shrugged. "Not a problem. You know we're always happy to watch her. Briella's always thrilled to see her cousin too."

Butch noticed the way his brother's voice softened when he mentioned his daughter's name, and he wondered if he sounded as lame about his own kid. Funny how the little buggers managed to do that.

With a sleepy yawn, Buttercup murmured, "We still appreciate it."

His brother glanced over to Buttercup and offered her a smile. "Sorry. I didn't mean to wake you, BC."

She waves him away. "It's all right. If I heard right, you brought my girl with you?"

"Mommy!" BD squirmed in Butch's lap until he let her go for her to attempt to climb up on the hospital bed. Before she unintentionally decided to fly into the ceiling, Butch picked her up and placed her on the bed. "Mommy, I missed you!"

Buttercup smiled. "I missed you too! How was your stay at Aunt Blossom's?"

"Good! She gave me animal crackers!"

"Those better have been the ones without the icing," Butch muttered, sending his brother a knowing look.

Brick avoided his gaze. "Who can say?"

"God dammit, Brick. Your kids are gonna have no teeth if you let them eat all that sweet junk your wife likes."

"If you want to get between my wife and her sweets, be my guest. Remember what happened last time I tried?"

In fairness, one would think Blossom would have gotten sick of all that wedding cake after a couple of days. But no. Instead, she practically bit his brother's hand off when he went to throw away a few pieces after a week to clear out space in their fridge for other food. Brick hadn't been willing to intervene with the sweet treats since out of sheer self-preservation.

"You knew what you were signing up for."

His brother grinned. "Yeah. And I'd do it again."

Butch understood the feeling more than he'd ever admit to Brick. "I know you would."

A small, fussy cry cut through the air, and Buttercup and Butch both turned to where Bruce lay. Without a word exchanged between them, Butch moved over to him and picked up him, cradling him. Once lifted, he began to talk to him instead. "Hey, little man. Sorry if we were being too loud. But guess what? Your big sister is here to meet you."

BD looked up at the bundle with her brows furrowed. "What's that?"

Buttercup held BD in her lap as she chuckled. "That's your baby brother. Bruce."

"Bwuce?"

"That's right."

Perching carefully on the side of the bed, Butch held Bruce up so BD could see him clearly. "Bruce, this is your big sister Belladonna. We call her BD or Bella for short. BD, can you say hi to Bruce?"

She looked at Bruce with a tilt of her head. "Hi, Bwuce." When he did little more than yawn in response, she turned to Butch. "He's so little!"

"You used to be this little. Littler even," Buttercup told her.

BD shook her head. "No. He's a baby. I'm a big girl!"

"Of course you are. But you weren't always. You started out as a baby too, just like Bruce." Buttercup looked at Butch with a warm smile before adjusting BD in her lap. "Do you want to hold him?"

Their daughter considered this for a moment before nodding. She reached to take him from Butch, but Buttercup held her steadfast.

"Just sit here, Bella. Daddy will hand him to you." She held her arms out around Belladonna's so Butch could place Bruce across all four of them. "Be gentle, okay?"

"Okay, Mommy." When Butch put Bruce down, their daughter stared at him for a moment. "Hi again, Bwuce. Listen, I'm the big sister. I'm the boss. Got it?"

Buttercup and Butch both turned to Brick in sync with narrowed eyes. He grinned sheepishly with a shrug.

Butch chose to address it. "Where did you learn that big sisters are the boss, BD?"

"Bwyson always tells Bwiella he's the boss. He says Aunt Blossom is Mommy's boss." She snorted. "But no one's the boss of Mommy."

His wife snickered. "Good girl."

Brick joined in until Butch sent him a withering look. Like he had any room to talk! That was when Butch noticed the phone in Brick's hand. "Have you been taking pictures?"

The redhead nodded. "Blossom insisted."

Buttercup growled. "None of those better end up on the internet, Brick, I swear to God –"

"They won't. Maybe a scrapbook, but not the internet."

She relaxed at his reassurances. "Fine. I guess I can accept that."

After taking a few posed pictures now, Brick left the newly grown family to their own devices. And Butch sat with the three of them and marveled at how, once again, his heart managed to feel even fuller now that his family of three was a family of four.

Maybe he could talk Buttercup into having another kid later…in a few years. She probably didn't mean it, right?

And now our little Greens family is up to four members! I really do adore them so much, and I'm excited (as an older sister myself to a little brother) to write up this dynamic more as they both get older!

Thank you all for your continued prompt suggestions and for reading this series of drabbles from me. It really means the world to me, and I appreciate it so much.

Until next time!

Love and Rockets,

Stranique