A/N: whaT DID I TELL YOU? I told you that I'd have a double update before midnight EST, and it is around 11:40, so I have fulfilled my promise. Anyways, here it is and enjoy!


A man and a woman stood over the drunk boy as he stared at the sky, raindrops mixing in with the blood of his scrapes.

"Should we call the cops?" The young woman asked, apprehension etched across her pierced face.

"No, he's drunk and he ain't legal. It'll look suspicious." The burly man said. "Let's just leave him and get back to work."

They continued to discuss their plans concerning the boy, but the boy didn't care at all. He lay there, glaring into space as he thought about the blonde who managed to put him in his place. Not that he'd admit it, but she fought a good fight.

And he hated her for it.

He hated being beaten. Although he tried to convince himself that he was drunk so it wasn't a fair fight, a part of him felt that it wouldn't have mattered if he was drunk or not.

And Butch was pissed. He didn't like being beaten, and he definitely didn't love being beat by a short and weak blonde girl.

If it was being beaten by Buttercup, that would make more sense to him than being beaten by Bubbles Utonium.

He continued to sit in his anger when he remembered something that bothered him.

Why did being called Utonium bother her so much?

Was there trouble in paradise? Butch almost snorted at the thought. The thought was ridiculous. Everything was perfect in their world. The worst thing Bubbles could have ever experienced is a chipped nail.

A sudden kick to his stomach snapped him back to reality and he lunged at the figure who kicked him, which was the burly man.

"Get off me, kid!" He roared, struggling to beat the super powered teen.

Butch glared and got off. "What the fuck was that for?"

"You were loitering outside of our club." The young woman chimed in, glaring at the boy. "It's his job to get rid of any loitering or underage scumbag."

Butch matched her glare and began to walk off.

The apartment where he and his brothers were living in wasn't too far from his current location so he continued to walk, not bothering to fly.

He could use the walk to loosen up, but not because of the drinks. It was because of a certain blonde girl who managed to get him on the ground faster than he could blink.

Butch reached the small apartment building. The apartment building wasn't the most luxurious, but it wasn't some hellhole of a residence. Rent was cheap, people were decent, and nobody seemed to mind that the Rowdyruff Boys lived next door, so it was their dream come true. Butch dashed up the stairs and reached the apartment.

As soon as he opened the door, he was met with the familiar sight of Boomer on the old, broken couch in the living room playing video games.

The blonde boy had a headset on and he was speaking fast into the mic. His blue eyes were trained on the screen and his hands moved on the controller at a quick pace.

Butch shut the door loudly and cocked an eyebrow.

"I'm home." He announced.

"What's up Butch?" Boomer asked, not taking his eyes off the screen. "Are you piss-drunk again or have you just been to an AA meeting?"

Butch rolled his eyes. "Shut up, you fucking twat."

Boomer took a second to look at his brother, eyebrows raised. "What's got your panties in a twist?"

"Nothing, just fuck off and play your goddamn video games."

Boomer looked at his drunk brother and and spoke into the mic, "Look, I gotta go. We'll finish up the payload another time."

Boomer shut off the headset and the television, looking at his brother. "Do you wanna talk?"

A surprised look came across Butch's face and he was both confused and concerned. "Are you high?"

Boomer then let out a laugh. "Nah, I'm just fucking with you."

"Oh thank God. I thought you grew a vagina or something."

Boomer rolled his eyes. "Anyways, I was going to say that you and I go have a little fun while Brick's gone."

His lips curled into a devilish smile and for a moment, Butch forgot about Bubbles.

"What kind of fun?"


A/N: Ooh cliffhanger! Kinda. So I wasn't sure what to really write, since I didn't want to reveal too much. Anyways, I hoped you liked it and please review to let me know your thoughts. Whether they be positive reviews or negative reviews, feedback is one of my favorite things next to pizza. Thanks for reading and I'll catch ya on the flipside.