Masters of Manipulation
A Butchubbles Ficlet
By: Thecakehater
He was cute when he pouted.
The way his lips pursed when he does that never fails to give you the urge to kiss that scowl off that sexy face.
Times such as this one give you the rare opportunity to tease him.
As you stared at him from the corner of your eye you pretended to ignore him.
Busying yourself with your oil painting, he pouted even more.
But then all of a sudden you saw a mischievous glint form from his bottle green eyes.
Then the next thing you know, he was behind you as he gave out soft kisses down your neck.
Well so much for pretending to ignore him.
"You're really infuriating when you're concentrating with your art, you know that?" you heard him say through his kisses.
You smirked.
"Oh, I try my best."
Band-Aids
A Butchubbles Ficlet
By Thecakehater
The first time she saw her, she was standing in front of you with such determine eyes.
A flush of scarlet ran through her cute little face as she held out a heart-shaped sign that said:
| Please be my Valentine!|
The words were scribbled using glue and blue metallic dust.
You were flabbergasted by the very sight of her before snickering harshly with amusement.
She looked so silly in front of you looking like she was about to burst into an exploding tomato.
"Aren't you a bit too young for me kid?" you simply shrugged her off.
Highly amused at the five year old girl with bleach blond hair, a ten year old boy like you would never understand puppy love. But at least she did give you a laugh; you gotta give her credit for that.
Too bad you didn't catch that peculiar child's name.
The second time you saw to her it was around the month of summer, you were sixteen that time and working part time at Mojo's Auto Repair Shop. Her father's car broke down and coincidentally ran to the shop and asked for assistance.
You easily recognized her due to the fact her flushed appearance from all that running as she breathed out her words.
She didn't even recognize you, most probably because of all that grease on your face. But then again, it had been years since your family moved out from their neighborhood.
After the car's engine was fixed and set, her father thanked you as he gave you a rather generous tip because it turned out that you just saved them from missing her first ever art exhibit for her contribution at some art studio that you never heard about.
That kid must have been pretty talented you reckoned.
The third time you saw her was when you took the pleasure of spring break for the first time as a college student.
Your little brother Boomer had been talking about a girl he liked even before you arrived from the university.
She kept mentioning about a certain Bubbles chic. You snickered at the name. Seriously it was worse than your blonde brother's name! He felt sorry for her for being unlucky enough to have such a weird name, it sounded like a stripper's name or something.
After a week of agony of hearing the same thing over and over again, the mysterious girl your brother kept talking about finally came after being invited to his younger sibling's fifteenth birthday party.
That was when you saw her.
Her long blonde hair was tied into a braid all the way down her mid-back. She wore a blue dress with a bit of yellow around the edges.
Well at least Boomer had good tastes in girls, you reckoned.
Around the time of your fourth encounter with her, you landed a God as an engineer for a company that happened to be her father's. Due to your innovative sense of outlook in your job, you quickly gained the old man's full respect.
Getting invite to events by your boss allowed the two of you to meet in several occasion mostly along with her two sisters.
She was already twenty-three when you were first formally introduced.
She yet again didn't recognize you, which offended you a bit because you obviously did but just kept your complaint to yourself; it was a bad idea to provoke your boss' daughter.
Puberty really did her well, you shallowly presumed.
She grew up quite beautiful for your liking, making her boyfriend the luckiest man alive.
After six months since your formal introduction, she was introduced into your company as your coworker.
Then that became the start of your friendship.
As years go by the more you saw her with a different light. From the little girl who boldly confessed her undying love for you into the woman that she was. It became harder and harder to deny the feeling you have harbored towards your boss' daughter, it had become your life mission into getting her to date you.
Every day you would flirt with her.
And every day she would laugh at you.
Every day you would ask her out.
And every day she would shrug you off.
Perhaps this was karma, you presumed.
After all, you were a little bit harsh when you broke her five year old heart.
This was exactly like what had happened with Boomer years ago! This little minx truly is a heart breaker towards the Jojo brothers.
But thank heavens; Butch Jojo was different from his pansy little brother. Because Butch Jojo was e everything but a quitter.
Sooner or later Butch Jojo will get the girl.
So every day he did the same.
Every day you did the grandest gestures to woo the blonde haired beauty.
Every day you would shower her with your attention.
But you still could not get her to take you seriously!
What does it take for a guy to get a date around here?!
You huffed in annoyance for the umpteenth time.
"Just one date Bubbles! Just one! I'm sure it would be that bad!"
"Seriously Butch, people are staring."
"Like hell if I care! C'mon, I'm sure I'm not that repulsive for me to take you out!"
Your face was now flushed in annoyance and desperation.
For fuck's sake woman just say yes!
Yep you were getting desperate.
Just when you were about to bow your head in surrender you heard her giggle.
"Who would ever thought, Butch Jojo, the very first guy who broke my first asking me out with such passion?"
Your eyes widen. She-she remembered you?
She smiled prettily at you making your heart leap.
"But you know what they say, first love never dies…"
Then all of a sudden she grabbed your tie and crashed her lips with yours.
When she broke off the sudden lip-lock she simply said, "Pick me up at seven," before walking away leaving you dazed from your kiss.
So determination really does pay off, you reckoned.