Me: Yes!! Finally got this writing block gone!!

Brute: Yeah!! So now I can get a chapter for me and Butch!!

Me: …

Brute: What?!

Me: I told you before…THIS IS A BUTTERCUP/BUTCH CHAPTER!!

Brute: …Aw, man…

Me: Since I couldn't fit this in the name of chapter thingy, the chapter is called, Twelve Years Old: In Sickness and In Health, I Will Always Love You

Buttercup coughed as she lay in bed.

It was a Saturday afternoon, and Buttercup had gotten sick. Though she was a super human, all super humans can not be immune to everything.

Buttercup sighed and coughed as she stared up at the ceiling. Sweat dripped down her face. Buttercup covered herself with her blankets as chills crawled over her body.

"Stinkin' cold," She wheezed. "So you picked me as a victim. And on a Saturday!!"

Buttercup coughed again. She reached for a bottle of water and sighed miserably.

"I could be playing video games, beating my high scores and taking the top of the worldwide scoreboard, but NOO." She complained. "I have to stay in a bed, eating horrible chicken soup, and do NOTHING!!"

When she heard a knock on her door, she sighed again. "Come in," She called.

Bubbles walked in, with a bowl and a bottle of medicine in her hands.

"It's time for your medicine." She whispered.

Buttercup sighed and watched as her sister put the bowl and the bottle down on her desk. She stared at the bowl in disgust. It was the chicken soup.

"Buttercup."

Buttercup sat up as she heard her name.

"After you take your medicine, eat the chicken soup I made you, okay?"

Buttercup shrugged. "Sure."

Before Bubbles closed the door, Buttercup heard her whisper," We're going to be fighting the Rowdyruff Boys without you."

After Bubbles left, Buttercup glared at the door. There was NO way she was going to let her sisters fight the Rowdyruff Boys alone. Not even a fever.

Everything has changed because of them. Bubbles wouldn't fight Boomer anymore. Blossom looked like she was fighting Brick, but they looked like they were pretending to fight. Everything was wrong.

Buttercup jumped out of her bed. She wobbled a bit, but flew out the window of her room.

Those jerks are dead.

Blossom punched Brick in the gut as Brick kicked Blossom's jaw. They made it seem like a real fight to others, but were not causing any damage at all. Each time they got close, or held hands (or fists) they would give a small smile at each other, then continue to fight.

Bubbles and Boomer still didn't do anything (Which Blossom and Brick didn't care about anymore). They would look down at their feet, look up and stare at each other's eyes, then blush and look back down.

But Butch was left with nothing to do. Brick have given him strict orders not to interfere with any of their fights.

He tapped his foot impatiently, wondering what happened to the green Powerpuff. He crossed his arms and wiped away the sweat from his forehead.

I've been waiting in the hot sun for two hours and she STILL hasn't showed up?!

Butch mumbled about how it's appropriate for a guy to be late, but a girl is not allowed.

Wait a minute, WHY am I waiting for her anyway?!

Butch saw a green streak of light heading toward him. He grinned. But before he could do anything, Butch got punched in the jaw before he could do anything.

He got knocked down, and glared at the person hovering above him.

It was Buttercup. She didn't look to well to him. Her nose was red from blowing it so much. Her face was sweating from staying under all those blankets for so long. Her hair wasn't brushed because of rushing over, and she was still in her pajamas.

Butch smirked.

"Aww…Does wittle, baby Buttercup have a cold?" he teased.

Buttercup frowned.

"It's a fever, you idiot."

Butch scowled, but struggled to hold a laugh when Buttercup sneeze. Butch smirked as she blushed a bright red.

"It's not funny!!" she coughed.

"Yeah, it is!! You're trying to be all brave, fighting me with a fever!!" he chuckled.

"I will infect you!"

Butch put up his hands in mock fear.

"Oh, I'm so scared!! I'm gonna get sick and stay in bed and cough and stuff!!" He laughed.

Buttercup tried to punch him, but due to her sickness, she was too slow. Butch caught her fist and threw her to a building. Buttercup groaned in pain, but Butch continued to attack. He gave her punched her, kicked her, and bit her without letting her attack.

Buttercup finally fell to the ground and Butch smirked in victory.

Buttercup kept coughing and sneezing. She put her hand on her head and groaned. Butch looked at her.

"What's up with you?" he asked.

Buttercup looked up at him, and coughed again.

"It's my fever," she answered, her voice raspy. "It's getting worse. I shouldn't have come."

Butch felt didn't know what was happening, but something hurt him when he watched as Buttercup, sprawled on the ground, coughed and gasped, trying to breathe. Her sisters didn't know what was even happening to her, and Buttercup was helpless.

He glared at her. No one was going to help her. Not even herself.

"Climb on."

Buttercup looked at Butch in confusion. "What?"

"Are you deaf or something? Climb on!" He sat down so Buttercup could climb up his back.

Buttercup glared at him.

"No. There is no way I would let a freak like you carry me to some place and-HEY!!"

Buttercup was in Butch's arms. He didn't care what she said anymore. He flew to her house and ignored everything his counter-part said.

"Butch, when I get better, I'm gonna pound you!! And kick you, and break you!! I swear I will!! I swear!! And once you're dead, I get shoot you with my beams and rip you in half and-"

"Is that what you say to a person who just might have saved your life?"

Buttercup looked around. She wasn't in Butch's arms anymore. She was in her bed, with Butch sitting beside her.

"What did you DO?!"

"I brought you home."

Buttercup rolled her eyes. She already knew that.

"Here, you didn't take you medicine yet."

That was true. Buttercup sat up and put out her hand. She waited for her bottle of medicine.

"Open your mouth."

Wait, what?! Buttercup's eyes widen in shock. Butch had a tube of medicine in his hand, waiting for Buttercup to open her mouth.

"Oh, no you don't! I can handle that by myself!! So, stop acting like you're my-"

Butch had dunk the tube of the bitter liquid in Buttercup's mouth while she was talking. Buttercup opened her mouth in shock, but closed it again when Butch said," Swallow."

Butch gave her chicken soup to her. Buttercup glared at it and put her head up.

"It's too cold." She complained.

Butch rolled his eyes and used his heat vision to warm it up. He handed it to her again until:

"I want the spoon on the right side."

Butch glared at Buttercup as he carefully put the spoon on the right side of the bowl. He handed it out to her again until she said, "Taste it."

Butch looked at her in shock. "What?!"

"I said, taste it. It might be poisoned."

Butch scowled and mumbled as he took the spoon to his mouth.

"I hate you." Then he ate the spoonful of soup and spit it out.

"This is horrible!!"

"Yeah. I know."

"Why did you make me eat it?!?!"

"I wanted to see your expression to Bubbles' special chicken soup." She laughed.

Butch glared at her counter-part but then smirked.

"Now you eat it."

Buttercup looked at him in horror. "Eww, no!! You have all you Butch germs on that spoon!!"

Butch smirked and stuffed the spoon into her mouth. Buttercup's eyes widened again and her mouth dropped open.

"Swallow." Butch commanded.

Buttercup hesitated, but slowly swallowed it. Butch kept feeding her, and Buttercup kept swallowing.

Why am I doing this? Butch thought. I should be stuffing the spoon into her mouth!!

Why am I doing this? Thought Buttercup. I should be beating the stuffing out of him now!!

Buttercup finally finished the bowl of soup. Her eyes started to feel heavy, but she stayed awake. Butch noticed this and glared at her.

"What?"

"Sleep."

Buttercup shook her head, but Butch somehow managed her to lie down on her bed.

"Now sleep." He repeated.

Buttercup looked at him uncertainly for a moment, but closed her eyes. Butch stared at her for a few minutes, but after hearing her soft snores, he turned around to fly out the window. He was about to jump out, but turned around and walked to Buttercup. He took a deep breathe and kissed her forehead gently.

Butch stopped and flew out the room, but not before looking back at his sleeping counter-part. He smiled as he flew home.

Buttercup had her eyes still closed, but smiled after when Butch had left.

She was going to have a good sleep tonight.