Me: Has anyone seen Butch?
Butch: *hiding, puts a finger to mouth*
Me: Huh, I guess we're gonna have to put Buttercup through a second nightmare than. *sly smile*
Butch: What! *comes out of hiding* Don't you dare- oh man.
Me: Ha! Caught you. *grabs Butch by the shirt* Anyway, this nightmare is from my friend codyhobgood271 and I must say, I'm quite pleased with it. Mainly because it was the only good one.
Butch: Oh, why'd you have to but in? I would've had fan girls chase me but no it had to be this!
Me: Oh quit your whining, it's not that bad... it's worse. :D On with the story!
Butch's POV
I felt this tug before opening my eyes. Before I was even conscious, I was already walking. Great, just when the situation is dire, I find out I'm a sleep walker.
My feet had a mind of their own, walking deeper into the woods. With no idea of how far, or long, or where I was walking; coming to a complete stop was surprise. An unknown force tilted my head upwards and there was Buttercup, hog tied and hanging from a tree. That cannot be healthy.
Who could have done this?
Mentally scrolling through the possible suspects; the answer came in the next second, when Fuzzy Lumpkins tried to pull a sneak attack.
"Get off of my property!" he yelled, throwing punches left and right.
Calm down big fella, I'm just here for my… friend," it felt weird calling buttercup a friend. In truth, I've never had a friend before and, surprisingly, I was being honest. She is my friend and now she needs help. Oddly, it feels like a weight has been lifted; had I been lying to myself that Buttercup was the enemy?
"No can do, she trespassed; time for her to suffer punishment."
"News flash, she's getting anything!" Taking out my sward and slashed at Fuzzy. He dodged, causing my attack to cut down a tree. I hope Fuzzy isn't an eco-maniac.
"You just ruined my property. Now you're gonna get it," eco-maniac, no; too territorial for his own good, yes. "Hold still, so I can squash you like the bug you are."
"Mm, tempting but I prefer to be un-squashed," making another strike; Fuzzy dodged again and my blade got stuck in a rock. I gave it a hard pull and it only budged an inch before Fuzzy tried to hit from behind. Do I have to look for King Arthur now?
Fuzzy was between me and my sword, knowing that when I get my on it, well it won't be pretty. Surprisingly, Fuzzy has a very good defense because every time I try to get close, he forced me back. Didn't take long for my breathing to become ragged and Fuzzy seemed as if he could do this forever.
"Hey idiot!" Well Buttercup finally woke up. "Stop fighting for a second and help me down!"
"And when my back is turned, Fuzzy here can attack me," I called back with sarcasm. "No thanks."
"What a great idea, mind if I steal it," said Fuzzy.
"We're having a private conversation here, so butt out." I said, giving him a kick to the face. He blocked and pushed me back.
"Idiot, use this!" Shouted Buttercup, tossing her hammer; I remember when we stole the girls' clothes and weapons so I braced myself for impact. I caught it, let me just say it's still heavy; anyway, by using its momentum from Buttercup's throw, I spun around and hit Fuzzy square in the nose.
"Well, that hurt," Fuzzy muttered with swirl eyes before collapsing.
"Great, now that he's out, get me down!" I'll give you three guesses to who that was.
"Did you enjoy the show?" I asked, untying her.
"It was mildly amusing," I saw a secret smile and took it as a good sign to continue.
"Come on, you know I was great."
"You're pushing your luck," said Buttercup as she pulled out my sword. She is strong one of the reasons I like her.
"Sorry but don't I get something in return?"
At this, she pondered. "No, I don't think so. Now let's get out of here." Another reason I like her, she speaks her mind and is a challenge. If she wants to play hard to get, then I'm just gonna bid my time. Patience isn't my strong suit but for Buttercup, anything. (Of course if she tells me to leave, I'm sticking around.)
Buttercup: Where's gilly?!
Me: *hiding* Well this is familiar.
Buttercup: Found you! *pulls gilly out of hiding* Now stop making me the damsel in distress.
Me: No worries, this is the last time, well unless you count... nevermind.
Butch: What? We wanna hear.
Me: I can't or it's a spoiler and this story is too good for that. I won't stoop that low and give it away for my wonderful readers and reviewers.
Butch: Oh but you stoop you low enought to ruin our lives.
Me: Yeah, pretty much. We have now reached the end of this chapter.
Buttercup: What! *pauses* you know what, we'll interigate you off screen.
Butch: :-D
Me: *gulp*