Everything was becoming lucid to me now. I woke up in someone's bedroom. Wait what?!
I forcefully opened my eyes to look around. The hell? This isn't my room! I was languished. Damn it. I'm weak. Wait, who was that dude who came in my room? I couldn't see.
"How nice of you to wake up," the figure spoke. "What? Who're you?" I said. The figure stepped out of the shadows. Oh hell no. It was that sickly bastard. "Why am I here? Let me out!" I screamed.
"No," Was all he said. I hate him. I knew it. It was all another game. "Dire." Butch said.
Now I was confused. "What?" I asked. "Your fearing of me." he explained, his back facing me. I could say that was true.
"I'm insatiable." Butch keeps talking. I don't understand. Why is he telling me all these things? I just don't get it. "You can't get enough." I quietly said to myself.
His back was still turned. "That's true." The hell was he saying? Is he going all smartass on me? He's intrepid. He doesn't let things get in the way. "I always thought you were disillusioned." I spoke up.
Butch turned around. "Really?" he sarcastically said. "I'm not as good as you thought?"
"Yeah," I scoffed. "I always thought that rope was combustible." He says, trying to change the subject. I growled. "Why did you bring me here in the first place?" I snarled.
I know he conspiring to do something. I can see him smirk slyly. "I know from yesterday." He turned around again. What? "I kissed you. You admitted that you liked me. And..." He paused to turn around again. "...You appreciated that I gave you your favorite flowers." Butch finished.
That bastard. "So everything was a fake?" I snapped. I was really pissed off right now. He laughed hoarsely. "I guess so."
Okay, I'm admitting that this crazy son of a bitch was really annoying. I wish he was combustible. Oh wait, he IS. "You act like you're patronizingly. You think you're all smarter and better than everyone." I spat at him.
"Oh you think so?" I could feel Butch smirk from all the way there. He is going all smartass on me! "I have a talent for artifice." Butch said.
I was getting sick of him. "For what? The game of love?" I hissed.
"It's stymie." Butch said. I rolled my eyes as he goes all so smart on me. I groaned. "Let me go, incoherent son of a bitch!" I yelled at him. "No I won't. Also, calling me names won't help you Buttercup." Butch pointed out.
"I hate you. Now I wish I hadn't met you at all." I growled at him. "You seem taciturn. You don't seem to talk much and you are unfriendly."
"Listen here, Hell's Goddess, you are garrulous. Buttercup, you talk too much. I'm leaving." Butch opened the door and left before I could even protest.
I felt myself on the verge of tears. He's a bitch. I can't handle it anymore. I won't marry him. He's a jerk, an asshole, and too much of an idiot! I hate myself. But he's kind of cute, he's not all that romantic, he is really smart for a badass kind of guy. And...
Oh shit. Am I still falling for him?
I have an apathy for Buttercup. She is nothing but talk. I don't feel like playing games anymore. I just want to avoid her at all costs. She's annoying.
I stuff my hands in my jean pockets and continued to walk down the corridor. This is my castle. I own it. I can hear Buttercup's voice crescendo off the walls. It's still annoying. She may be all hot stuff, but that's the thing. It's her damn personality. It's kind of like mine.
Still don't give a crap about it. I kept on walking and walking until I reached a door that led outside. I keep trying hard to forget Buttercup. I opened it and the sky was already dark.
"What? Night already?" I asked myself, walking in the garden. I stopped walking. I saw yellow buttercups here and there. Even roses. I remembered the flowers I gave her.
Damn it, I was supposed to forget her! I bent down to see the buttercups. They still smelled good. It was a great aroma to have around. Wait, Buttercup's right, I am taciturn. I thought for a while.
I stood up and walked back into the castle. I walked in the long corridor leading to the room I kept Buttercup in. The game of love was still on, though. I keep wondering why she's on my mind lately. I just don't even get it. I may be smart at anything, but not crappy romance things.
I opened the door to see Buttercup standing by the window. What? She already knew how to get out of that tight knot? I am really stupid. She is more smarter than me. Buttercup is Hell's Goddess. We're just thirteen for god's sake!
"Hey," I said, walking towards her. "What do you want?" she hissed. I wonder what she was looking at. It was the full moon. I have to say that she looks beautiful in the moonlight.
"I just wanted to ask you something," I quietly said. She never turned around. "What is your question?" I could see Buttercup going soft. "Well, I want to know if you despise me or something." I questioned.
Buttercup turned her head slightly to face me. "I do. I despised you so much." And jerked her head away to look at the moon again.
"Oh okay," I managed to say, then left the room. I shut the door behind me.
I don't know what I'm supposed to do now. I slid down the corridor walls and sat on the cold floor. I thought for a while.
Could it be? Am I falling for her?
"He's an idiot. A fucking idiot!" I yelled to no one. I stomped to the bed and laid flat. "What the hell? Why did he ask me that question?"
I feel like I'm gonna go crazy. I just don't know the solution to this problem. It's kind of like math only in romance terms. I don't know what I'm gonna do. I don't care. I don't even know my feelings for him now. It's all unknown. This divinity game of love is still on, right Butch? Wait, the marriage! I still doubted it from the first day. It's all going haywire. They don't know the truth. The truth, you know already. I'm in love with that stupid, idiotic, annoying, but badass Butch.
"I doubt he's gonna marry me." I whispered to nobody. I'm young. Live it. Whatever. I don't care now. It's all over.
"Just go ahead and sleep, Buttercup." I said to myself.
I drifted off to sleep and thought of Butch.
Stupid feelings. Can't handle it.
"Hey, wake up." I felt someone poke my face. I stirred and lazily swatted it away. "Wake up, Buttercup." it said again.
"Whaattt?" I mumbled. "Didn't you hear me? I said 'Wake up'."
I jolted my eyes open. "The hell? Why am I sleeping here." Then my eyes widened. "Oh hell no! You fucking pervert!" I screamed, pulling the covers up to my chest. Butch just plainly rolled his eyes. "No that wasn't the case." he said.
I put my arms down. "Oh so what was it?" I asked, shyly. Butch stood up. "Well, do you remember anything from last night?" he asked me. I nodded. "We were arguing." I said.
"Yeah," Butch said, getting up. "Well, I gotta take you home. Your parents must be worried about you." He started to walk out, but I grabbed his arm. I blushed when I did that, he turned around.
"What is it?" Butch questioned. I kept blushing crimson. "Well... um... stay with me." I responded. He blushed too. "Oh... okay..." Damn it! Why did I say that? I'm so fucking stupid!
"I have something to ask you, Butch." I fidgeted a little. "Oh, ask ahead." Butch says. I kept on being thoughtless. "D-do you l-like me?" I managed to get it out.
Butch looked confused. "Um, what?" I was still blushing. Why?! "I said, do you like me?" I said, this time more louder and clear. Butch looked at me. "Um, well it's okay if you don't want to answer. I'm not forcing you to do it anyways." I muttered. "Yes," Butch softly spoke. I became unaware. "What?" I asked, really confused of his answer.
Butch looked at me with a grin. Not a devilish grin. A regular grin. Wow. "I said yes." he repeated. "Really?" I squeaked.
"Yes, I do." He hugged me. Not like the strangling one Uncle Zeus gave me. We both pulled away. "Hey, from the first day I met you, I always thought that you were always a romantic and a bad boy type. 'Cause I like those types." I explained, putting a smile on my face.
Butch let out a chuckle. "You're different from all the girls I met." I looked at him with a fake shocked expression on my face. "What the hell? You dated girls before you met me? I'm done." I sarcastically said.
"Nooo... Don't leave me..." Butch sarcastically whispered. "Yeah, okay. I get it." I laughed.
"I doubted you liked me." I said, going out the door. "Yeah, me too." Butch said.
"We should tell our parents now." I suggested. Both of us walked out of the castle, holding hands.
He's perfect.
"What? you want to marry her?" Persephone asked the two.
Buttercup and Butch both nodded. "Yeah, like you said in four years we would marry each other." Buttercup joined in. Hades and Zeus were really happy for their children. Or should they say: Mature kids.
Buttercup smiled at Butch. "We're lucky." he said. "Yeah," Buttercup replied. Then she realized something. "Wait a minute, is the game still on?" she added on.
Butch put a hand on his chin. "Well, what do you think?" Butch says, snickering. Buttercup playfully punched his arm. "No." she said, resting her head on his shoulder.
"Thank you, Hell's Goddess." Butch joked.
Buttercup rolled her eyes. "You're welcome, Divinity God." Buttercup teased. Both of them rolled their eyes and laughed for a while. Hades, Persephone, and Zeus were ecstatic about them finally being together.
There were no more games. It all ended. Butch and Buttercup grinned.
"Well, I doubted marriage." Both of them said in unison.
Butch patted her head. Buttercup didn't care about her hair anyways. "Also, I brought something with me." Butch said.
Buttercup was really curious. "Like what?" she questioned.
Butch pulled out one buttercup and one rose. Buttercup was very speechless. "Where did you get these?"
"The garden." he replied quickly.
"Thanks." Buttercup whispered breathlessly.
"You're welcome. Besides you can have it. I'm sorry about me giving you those bouquet of buttercups with a smoke bomb in it." Butch apologized. Buttercup was shocked.
"That was a smoke bomb?!" she squeaked. Butch nodded. "You asshole."
He shook his head. "Yeah, you know how it is."
She smacked him upside the head. "Yeah, okay."
The family watched the two flirt and argue. They were tearing up saying that 'My little baby is growing up'. Both of them were complaining saying that they are growing up.
"Dad, please don't do that thing you just did yesterday." Buttercup said. "Yeah," Butch agreed. Hades and Zeus looked at each other and nodded.
"Thanks, also I will always be your little girl." Buttercup says, hugging her father. Butch just looked at Zeus and hugged him too.
"Are you ready?" Butch asked her.
Buttercup nodded. "Yes. I am."
A/N: This isn't the ending just yet! Possibly next chapter. Yeah. Anyways! Read, review, and see your favorite Puff or Ruff dancing to Gangnam Style! Also, I don't own the Powerpuff Girls, Rowdyruff Boys and Gangnam Style.