Message of Regret
At the small fringe of the town, a girl stands alone, green eyes hazy with despair and memories as she stared out at the ocean. Her bitter expression tightened as her tears strained to stay behind her eyes and her grip on the small bottle constricted. Once again, the daughter of evil stood alone. "You promised me…" She muttered to herself with despair, her trembles mildly shaking her hands. "Ha, you stupid brother… you lied to me."
It has been the sea from her old times, the secret legend Butch has told her so long ago. "Place a parchment with a wish written in a small bottle and…" The small boy with eyes of emerald from her memories smiled softly when she instructed what to do, letting his glass bottle go. "If it's freed to the sea, then someday your wish shall come true." He concluded before clasping his hands together, closing his eyes as if to pray for that wish to continue on going. Buttercup just stared at him, then smiled, and did the same actions.
Now, as time has passed by to where her beloved servant was no more, at age fourteen, the fugitive princess threw her glass bottle into the water. She watched it with her unusually bright green eyes, wind blowing her black cape-like hood off her head, exposing the black hair that matched her twin's. The girl couldn't take it anymore, beginning her unruly trembles and cascading tears.
Drifting away, a small bottle of glass, a message with a wish placed in. Beyond the horizon it was quietly disappearing away. Buttercup, like that day so long ago, clasped her hands together and closed her eyes, wishing with all her heart.
'You always, for me, had done anything though I've always been selfish all this time.' She thought to him as the memory of her bottle wish from those years ago was remembered.
"I wish for a long time with Butch
—Buttercup."
'I gave you troubles, you who would hear and grant my wishes.' Buttercup started to cry. 'But you are no longer here so I am getting my wish delivered into the vast sea.' She practically sang out for only her mind to hear. Never did she sing with so much soul, but she continued the tune of mass depression and of her life.
Buttercup watched her newest wish drift away with her tears and a slight regret. She realized her sin, as always, after everything has ended. The irony of such a complicating sweet story. Buttercup suddenly spotted a bottle on the shore and picks it up. More of her tears escaped her green eyes.
"I wish Buttercup to be happy…forever
—Butch."
"Drifting away, a small bottle of glass, a message with a wish placed in and beyond the horizon it quietly disappeared." Buttercup told herself in her made-up tune as she stared back at the sea. 'Drifting away…a little wish…with tears and a slight regret."
"If I could be born again then…"
Her tune continued to play like an old record as her life past across her eyes up until her peachy, delicate skin, shriveled and blotted. The once young girl's black hair turning pure white as the years went by. Still, her soul never changed since the day she wished in hopes Butch would come for her one day.
The bells rang throughout the town, echoing to her old ears, causing a smile protrude from her saddened face. "Ah… time for a snack." Her raspy voice whispered out as she closed her eyes, moving, yet staying still, in her rocking chair. As darkness took over, she then felt a gentle hand touch her own. She looked up, her spirit turning back to her young fourteen-year-old self once again, feeling those blissful days come back, as she sees Butch's gentle smile.
"What was that about me being a liar again?"Butch asked her with amusement, causing a confused look come onto her face before remembering. She blushed a light red.
"…That was your fault!" She blamed like the spoiled princess she was, but then smiling at him, grabbing hold of his shoulders tightly. "I missed you." A blush came onto his cheeks before smiling the way he always did and held her close.
"And I was waiting, Princess." He grabbed her tightly and, finally, accompanied her to the heavens.
…
"Grr…Why do I need to try this on?!?!" Buttercup growled, frustrated as she looked through the mirror. She wore her short black hair back in a half-ponytail with a green barrette and a frilly, puffy green dress with a black sash. Butch smirked at her from the door.
"Because you're loyal servants await, 'Princess Buttercup'." Butch teased. He wore a servant's outfit of practically the same hues of green and black and put his usual spiked up hair into a his cowlick from five. He waiting to get hit, but saw something unexpected. Buttercup just stared at him for a couple seconds, eyes hazy with some kind of memory.
"What was it of me being a liar again?" "… I will never leave you again..." Tears ran down her cheeks as her eyes stayed unfocused. "…Buttercup? You know I was joking, right?" Buttercup smiled at Butch and ran up to hug him. "Buttercup…?" Her grasp tightened around his waist, head nuzzled into his chest as her tears continued to pour down her cheeks.
"…My wish has come true…" Buttercup suddenly whispered. Butch blushed slightly, letting his eyes look down as he cautiously hugged her back. She smiled up at him through her joyful cry. "My brother Butch, you've came back with me!" She cried even more, not even letting her deadly grip loosen.
"Just this once, you hear? I'm going to let you do this just this once." Butch growled out, letting the Princess hug him tightly. She nodded and smiled gently at him. "Just this once shall I let you do this, Princess Buttercup…" A gentle smile touched his features. His hand moved comfortably onto her cheek, watching as she moved her head into the touch. To those outside it probably looked like they were lovers, but the two knew that they were always siblings… and that's all. Not to say that actually included Buttercup Utonium or Butch Jojo.
"Okay." Buttercup smiled back, happy to be able to see her brother again. The sound of footsteps came close to the door and Butch held Buttercup protectively. A light blush came onto her cheeks, feeling her heart race. 'What is this? Is this Buttercup's feelings?' It bothered the princess, but she calmed when the door opened, letting go of Butch to seem as if normally standing side-by-side. Two people with golden hair and soft blue eyes entered both looking over at the two with a slightly confused look.
"Buttercup, Butch! Are you ready?" Bubbles asked them with a brilliant smile. Butch's eyes widened and smiled again, eyes filled with guilt. Buttercup gave the opposite reaction and just glared at Bubbles with a look of rage and jealousy. "Eh? Something wrong?" The girl asked, backing away from the odd duo into Boomer, blues noticing the tears in Buttercup's eyes.
Butch shook it off and smiled at Bubbles, trying to act normal. "Oh, my apologies Bubbles, just give us a couple more minutes to finish off our Princess Buttercup's full look." He explained politely, getting a look from Bubbles.
"I shall be right out, Maiden Bubbles." Buttercup said, but then covered her mouth. Bubbles rolled her eyes, giggled with amusement, and skipped down the stairs. Boomer watched his maiden in full blue dress skip with grace and delight before staring at the greens.
"Okay, but hurry up! The play's going to start!" Boomer commanded and ran down the stairs in pursuit of Bubbles. The sound of his voice caused Buttercup's heart to skip a beat, realizing the handsome, yet familiar, features. When the door closed, Butch stared at his princess, holding her in his arms once again. Her scent intoxicated his nostril and his eyes closed in the sudden feeling of bliss. In a second, he realized what he was thinking and snapped out of it, keeping his hold on her.
"My heart beats as fast as your's, brother." Buttercup stated, causing Butch to look down at her, noting the pink tinge on her cheeks. "But I feel this isn't feelings for you, but for the one after."
"I know what you mean, Buttercup." The servant answered truthfully, staring at the shape of Buttercup's face. It looked practically the same as his sister's, but there was something different about it. The way the lips seemed pinker, the skin more translucent and contrasted beautifully with the ebony locks, the way her eyes glowed. "He sees you in a much more different way…"
"Same with this Buttercup…" The princess said, caressing his cheek. "You look more… dashing through her eyes. Eyes as deep as a forest, skin ivory compared to the onyx hair… it's like I'm seeing you in a different light, brother." The servant blushed and smiled, kissing the Princess's palm. This caused her to go even redder as she stared into his somewhat mischievous eyes.
"…We must go, Princess." The Servant of Evil said into her ear. She stared up at him with a saddened expression, but nodded. He kissed her forehead gently and was awakened again as the normal Butch. The boy looked at Buttercup and blushed as he let go of her. Her hands slowly moved to her side, an embarrassed, and slightly flustered, Butch staring at the Princess's somewhat lonely eyes.
"Goodbye, Brother." The Daughter of Evil answered before it was normal Buttercup again. Green eyes looked into another pair, one confused while the other flustered. Buttercup looked at herself in the mirror and blushed when she saw the tears. "Dang it! Why am I crying?!?!" Butch looked at her again and blushed as well, looking away. The Green puff got a tissue and wiped the tears away, pretty enough to not need any make up, even during the show. Forest green eyes watched her clean off her tears, engrossed by the gentle movement before shaking it off.
"I don't really know what just happened either… but we must go out and do the play." Butch said and grabbed Buttercup's hand. They ran down to the stage area to see Blossom, Brick, Bubbles, and Boomer already down there. The two counterparts stared at their siblings, the reds in farmer's clothes and the blues in gorgeous satin. Just like they remembered it.
"What took you so long?!?!" Brick asked them, impatient from the wait. They just stared at them and…smiled. "…What? Is there something on my face?" The two greens, once again, shook off the random memories and gave the others a playful grin/glare.
"…Well don't just stand there! Let's start this!" Buttercup suddenly said and ran out to her position with a light blush on her face. Butch followed, hiding his blush as well from his brothers and allies. This random encounter with people they didn't quite understand bothered the two as the drama teacher tried his best to motivate them with fake lies of them progressing quickly and being proud of them. It was better for them to just hear their other entity speak to them.
'Don't worry so much. This character was one you were born to play!'
'Never did you think you would remember a past life, huh? Don't let me down!'
The two smiled slightly and nodded thanks as the teacher tried to strut up to the speaker. They never listened to anything the man was saying, but her siblings would call it 'impolite' if they didn't. Bright green eyes got a quick glance of each other, both of them mouthing the same words:
'Good luck'
"Now…time for "The Story of Evil"!" The curtains went up and people clapped as the servant and his Princess watched behind the eyes of green.