Hi, it's me. Blah blah, disclaimer, blah blah blahh, chapter.

I stared at Blossom weakly, as she stared back at me. She smiled, and almost giggled.

"Why are you laughing?" I managed.

"I can't think of anything that can make this okay!" she burst out laughing, and I couldn't believe it. Brick made a face, and opened his eyes.

"Babe, I know it's fun to watch me while I'm sleeping, but shut the fuck up!" Blossom stopped laughing, and stared at him.

"Says the guy who tried resisting me last night, and wouldn't stop talking."

"Fuck you..."

"What time I'm busy" (Note: The ultimate comeback to Fuck you!) Brick rolled his eyes

"How about right now? I ain't doing anything" (Another note: The ultimate ultimate comeback...)

"Sorry, Dexter's right there" Brick looked over at me, then back at Blossom

"So your saying that if Dexter wasn't here, you'd fuck me?"

"I suppose"

"Dexter, get out" Blossom laughed.

"I was kidding,dude"

"Oh."

"That just proves how sick you are in the head"

"It wasn't my idea"

"Touche"

"I right here!" I managed to get out. Blossom looked at me.

"Sorry"

"Whatever" I stared at Brick.

"How can you like him? He's totally obnoxious" Brick snorted

"And your totally a faggot. Life goes on" Blossom giggled.

"Why Blossom?" I demanded. "Why?" She tilted her head sideways

"What do you mean why?"

"I Thought I was your boyfriend. I thought you loved ME" Blossom looked down.

"Dexter... you see...you've got to understand that... I was never really in love with you,I've always been in love with Brick, and I always will be. You just kind of momentarily filled the void he left." Brick smiled at her.

"Damn straight bitch" I burst right about then.

"WHAT THE HELL!" I yelled. Blossom jumped, and Brick glared at me.

"What's your problem,point Dexter?"

"You shut your trap, gingesaurus!" Brick stared at me, a cold aura of anger surrounding him. I turned to Blossom.

"You can't just go around toying with peoples emotions! How would you like it if I broke up with you for Princess?" Brick laughed.

"Princess can't even look at you without..."

"I SAID SHUT THE FUCK UP, GINGESAURUS!" Brick was very surprised that I'd talked to him like that. I spun to face Blossom, who seemed scared out of her wits.

"I can't beleive your such a damn slut, that you would do this! I don't fucking understand!" Brick put his arms around her.

"Hey clam it, you fat ass! Your scaring her!"

"Ah, go eat a dick!" Brick stormed over to me, but Blossom put herself in between us.

"Brick, go sit down"

"But..."

"Sit,down"

"But..." Blossom placed a gentle kiss on his lips, and Brick glared at me, before turning around and sitting down. She turned to me

"Dexter,hallway"

"Blossom..."

"HALLWAY!" I turned on my heel,and left into the hall. She followed, and slowly closed the door.

"No what the hell,is wrong with you?" She asked.

"I found out my girlfriend is cheating on me,and your asking what my problem is?"

"Well,I sound like a douche when you say it that way,but oh yeah"

"So now what?"

"We're over,Dexter" My anger boiled over the top, once over my control, I lost myself in it. I grabbed Blossom by the arm, and glared at her.

"You will fucking be my girl, or you will be no ones! You fucking understand me?" Blossom seemed scared, but I heard a throat clear. Me and Blossom turned to see Boomer standing there next to Bubbles, arms crossed, and a scowl on his face.

"Boomer" Bubbles said. "Could you escort Dexter out of my house?" Boomer grabbed me, and held me policeman style.

"Why the hell do you even care,Boomer? Blossom's not your girlfriend"

"Maybe so,but she's my girlfriends sister, therefor, I do care" With that, he threw me down the stairs. I scooted on my defeated ass out of the open door, before Boomer could get me.

"Thanks Boomer" I said with a sigh of relief.

"No problem, Bloss" He said. Okay, that's weird. It didn't bother me if Boomer called me Bloss,but still Dexter. Thats probably because Dexter's a douche. I turned to Bubbles.

"You to Bubbles" She shrugged.

"I didn't feel like letting Dexter yell at you this early in the morning, yunno?"

"Yeah. Now I just need to apologize to Buttercup,and everything's perfect again"

"Yeah,not exactly" Boomer said, rubbing the back of his neck.

"What do you mean?"

"There's still Butch"

"Oh,yeah. Well, he's pretty hard to convince otherwise." As Boomer and Bubbles went downstairs, I pulled out my phone,and texted Buttercup.

Listen,Buttercup. I'm really srry about what happened. I couldn't control myself. I came to terms about

it, and I'd like it if you came home,okay? plz

I read Blossom's text over and over, trying to convince myself she wasn't lying,but I guess I can't do it. I returned to the game of MW3 I was playing. I was smoking in free for all, as usual. When I was waiting for a M.O.A.B., The doorbell rang, and Mitch told me to answer it. As the multikill came up on the screen, I opened the door, and Butch smirked at me.

"Hello,Butterbutt"

"Butch, what are you doing here?"

"I'm Mitch's partner in history."

"Great"

"Whatever" Later on, while they were working,Mitch left to get some drinks, and Butch came over to watch me.

"Piss off,Butch"

"I can do whatever I want" I rolled my eyes, as I started getting owned. When I was killed once,Butch cleared His throat.

"Can I say something?"

"No"

"Fine,don't take my advice"

"What were you going to say?" He slid next to me.

"I was going to say that if you did this instead..." He did something like a dolphin dive from black ops, but you couldn't do that in this game. And he pulled out the knife midway, skewering the enemy.

"Nice." I offered.

"I know" He said confidently. Butch showed me a bunch of maneuvers, and I did have to admit, he wasn't being that big of a jerk as I thought.

"Wow,uh thanks, Butch. That helps"

"Yeah, well,You learn things when you have to play these games against Brick"

"He's that good?"

"He double M.O.A. me"

"Ah" There was an awkward silence,until Butch tapped my shoulder.

"What?" He kissed me. Sudden I know, but I kind of liked it. What? NO! I didn't sort of like it! I didn't! I DIDN'T! Did I? I didn't know. All I remember is a fuzzy sensation going to my mind, making my memory of the kiss fuzzy and not very memorable at all, even though it instigated what happened next.

"I heard the door open, and I knew Mitch was back. I pulled myself away from Butch, and to look as innocent as I could. Mitch stared at me.

"Uh,Buttercup?"

"Yeah?"

"Could you,uh, get off Butch? I kinda need him" I looked down, and realized I was on top of Butch, which is not where I remembered being.

"Mitch,I don't,I don't know what..." I rolled off Butch, and he was pulled into the kitchen by Mitch. I didn't know what to do. I was stuck in a bad position. But,like a bowling ball to the face, it hit ,what I needed to do.

I needed to talk to Blossom.

Well, here's the the beginning of that green fluff I promised. Sorry if it seemed rushed,but not half as rushed as Boomer and Bubbles. remember to R&R! you all inspire me to write the story! oh, and no flames about the MW3 scene, but I don't have mine at the moment, and I forget what it's like, as my stupid friends borrowed it for like 2 months.