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An Angel's Wish
Chapter 2
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The girls walked around,as they looked at Townsville in awe. "Everything's changed so much." Blossom said as she looked at the now futuristic-looking skyscrapers of Downtown Townsville. Bubbles nodded. "Imagine how pretty it looks at night." Bubbles commented. Buttercup had yet to say something. She was too busy staring at a certain building. "Can we go there tonight?" she asked, pointing at the building that she's been staring at for quite sometime now. Blossom looked at the building. "A night club?" she asked uncertainly. Buttercup looked at her in shock. "Not just any night club. Can't you read, Leader Girl? It's a jazz nightclub. People from all over come and perform for the people at the club. I want to see if we can get a slot." she said, grinning.
Bubbles raised an eyebrow. "I'm not sure, Buttercup. I think just you should go. And plus you can only work one day of the week." she pointed out. Buttercup pursed her lips. "I can get another job." she said. Blossom on the other hand shook her head. "I don't think it's a good idea Buttercup. I think that we should at least settle in before you try to start a singing career." she responded. Butter eyed her sister. "And ow long will that be?" she asked. Blossom stopped to think about it. "Well you should probably wait until I am in a steady college and until we all have steady jobs and have enough money to support ourselves. Buttercup lifted a raven eyebrow. "And how long do you think that would take?" the younger sister asked.
Blossom shrugged. "I say about a year or so." she answered. Buttercup looked at Blossom incredulously. "A year?" She yelled. "You expect me to wait a year for this? I waited my whole life for a break like this!" Blossom glared at her. "Exactly, which is why another year wouldn't hurt you, would it Buttercup?" Blossom countered. Buttercup glared heatedly back at her sister. "This opportunity might not be here in a year." she hissed back. Before Blossom could even stop herself, she spit out the words.
"Well maybe you should get your head out of the clouds and grow up! It's never going to happen! Just accept it and get a real job!"
Buttercup stared at her sister in shock. Even Bubbles looked like she couldn't believe what she just heard. Buttercup blinked back her frustrated tears and glared hatefully at her sister. "Well I think that I can make it, if you believe otherwise it is none of my concern." And with that Buttercup stormed off, not caring if her sisters followed her or not. Blossom went to follow Buttercup but Bubbles stopped her. "She needs time to cool off Blossom. You following her isn't going to give her that time." the blond sister said. Blossom sighed as she looked down at her feet. "I didn't mean it." she said. Bubbles patted her back. 'i know, but if you go now, she won't believe you. You know how she is when she's mad. Come on let's get your college application." With that the two remaining sisters left the area.
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Buttercup sat in a cafe nearby the jazz nightclub. She sat by the window looking out of it. The waiter came over and set down the cappuccino she ordered. "Enjoy it, ma'am." he said, eyeing her like a piece of candy. "You can go now." she said, annoyed. The waiter smirked. "Are you sure you don't want me to keep you company?" he asked, pulling out a chair. Buttercup glared at him. "Positive." she replied. "Alright, I'll be here if you need me." he winked and left, mumbling something about playing hard to get. Buttercup rolled her eyes upon hearing this. "Idiot." she muttered. She took a sip out of her cappuccino and cringed. She looked at the cup. "This isn't a cappuccino it's a latte." she said to herself. She stood up and walked to the counter.
"Excuse me." she said. A waitress walked up to her. "Yes? What is the problem?" the blond asked. "This isn't what I ordered. I ordered a cappuccino, this is a latte." The waitress looked at the cup. "It looks like a cappuccino to me." The blond said. Buttercup faked a smile. "Well it's not, it's a latte." she said with fake niceness. The blond glared at her. "Well how would you know, you don't work here, do you?" she sneered. "Amy, what is the problem?" A man who looked to be in his late forties asked. "Nothi-" Buttercup cut her off. "Well sir, I ordered cappuccino and got a latte. Amy refused to let me trade in the latte for the cappuccino." she explained as Amy shot her a hate filled look. The man. Buttercup had a feeling he was the manager sighed as he turned to Amy.
"This isn't the first time this happened to you. This is in fact the tenth time. If she answers this question correctly, you are indeed fired." The man, now clarified as the manager, said. Amy looked shocked. The manager turned to Buttercup. "What is the difference between a latte and a cappuccino?" Buttercup inwardly smirked. "A latte has two shots, steamed milk, and a dollop of foam. A cappuccino has one shot, foam, and steamed milk. The latter can also have chocolate flakes." she answered. Amy stared at Buttercup with a mixture of hatred and shock. "That is highly accurate. Amy, you are fired." Amy took off her apron and stormed off to the restroom to take off her uniform.
The manager held out his hand. "My name is John." he said. Buttercup smiled and took his hand. "I'm Buttercup. I just moved back to Townsville from Citysville." she said. John raised his eyebrow. "Buttercup, are you looking for a job for any chance?" he asked. Buttercup's smile grew wider. "What do you have in mind?" she asked. "Well a job just opened up here. Would you like it?" he asked. Buttercup held her hand out. "You, my friend, have a deal." John shook her hand and nodded. "You can take over Amy's shift. It ends at seven." Buttercup checked the time. It was almost four. Amy came out of the bathroom and threw her uniform at John angrily.
"I don't need this! My boyfriend works two jobs!" And with that she stormed out of the small cafe. John sighed as he watched her storm away. "I knew it was a bad idea to hire her." he said to himself. He motioned Buttercup to follow him. "Come with me. I'll get you a uniform and you can start." he said. Buttercup nodded and followed him to the back. He pulled out a shelf labeled, WOMEN'S UNIFORMS. "Medium or small?" he asked. "Small." Buttercup answered. He handed a bundle to her.
"Well get changed and you can start."
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Buttercup pulled up her white button down shirt. "I should have gotten a medium." she said to herself as she tried to button the first three buttons of her shirt. She sighed as she realized that they weren't going to button. She put on her apron and pulled her hair into a ponytail. She walked out of the restroom and stood behind the cash register, where Amy previously stood. She could feel the eyes of many lechers in her direction. She scoffed and stood at the register. A man about her present age stood before her. He smirked flirtatiously at her before ordering.
"Hello beautiful, I'll have a cafe mocha topped with some whipped cream. And maybe a little side of you. My name's Brett by the way." he said smoothly, a wink at the end. Buttercup decided to have a little fun with him. "I'll have your cafe mocha Brett, but I'll have to think about the side." she said, brushing his dark brown hair out of his eyes, just to push it. Brett gave her a lazy grin. "Sounds like plan." he said to her, who just smirked in response. After making the cafe mocha, Buttercup handed it to Brett, smirking slyly at him. He smirked back. "You know I never caught your name beautiful." He said. Buttercup's smirk grew wider. "Not interested." she replied before calling the next person in line. Brett's smile grew wider for a strange reason. He walked out of the line.
"I like them hard to get." He said when he was at the glass door. Buttercup couldn't help but smile at this. "Well I'm impossible to get." She shot back. Brett just laughed. "See you tomorrow Buttercup." he said, before exited the cafe. Buttercup looked at the door in shock. "How the hell?" sh asked herself, before looking down at her dark green apron that had a silver name tag on her left breast. She inwardly groaned.
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Buttercup opened her apartment door to see Blossom on the couch, filling something out. She towards the door when it opened, and stood up when she saw who it was. "Buttercup! Where the hell were you? I was worried sick! You didn't return any of my calls and-" She finally got around to actually to looking at Buttercup and raised an eyebrow at what she was wearing. "Are you wearing an apron?" she asked. Buttercup turned to glare at here before flopping down on the couch. "If you actually let me speak, I was going to tell you and Blue that I got a job." she said as she sprawled across the couch. "Already? That's great!" Bubbles said, coming out of the kitchen with a wooden spoon in her hand.
Buttercup sniffed the air. "Hey whatcha cooking Blue? It smells amazing." she said, before licking her lips. Working all day can make a person hungry. "Chicken Parmesan. It's almost done." the blond answered. Buttercup fist pumped. "Good I'm starving." she said, rubbing her stomach to prove her point. Bubbles shook her head at her sister's antics before heading back into the kitchen.
Buttercup heaved a big sigh. "Blossom I'm exhausted." she whined as Blossom chortled. "Well I hope your not too exhausted, you won't be able to the jazz club tonight to sing." the redhead said, not even looking up to meet Buttercup's surprise stare. "What did you say?" she asked, not knowing if she heard right. "I said that you are performing at the-" Blossom didn't even get to finish her sentence before her younger sister tackled her into a hug. "Thank you soooo much Blossom! You don't even know how much this means to me!" Blossom patted her back. "You're welcome Buttercup. After all, you deserve it." she said. "Dinner's ready!" Bubbles voice rang from the kitchen. Buttercup scrambled into the kitchen where Bubbles was dishing out food.
The blond hummed as she handed a plate out to each of her sisters, before settling down with her own. Buttercup, as usual, started to scarf down her food, while the other two ate in a more civilized manner. "You know Bubbles, you would make a hell of a housewife." Buttercup commented when she was half way done with her meal. Bubbles blushed at the comment. "I hope Boomer thinks so too." She commented, giggling at the thought of being married to Boomer with little blond kids running around. buttercup quickly finished eating before racing towards her room. Blossom looked at her empty seat. "Where are you going?" she asked.
"I have to get ready!" Buttercup yelled from her room. Blossom shook her head at her sister's obvious excitement. Bubbles took her plate. "You did the right thing, Blossom." she said as she continued to clean the table. Blossom nodded. "I hope that somebody recognises her talent." Bubbles nodded. "Well let's get ready before Buttercup decides to leave us behind." she joked. Blossom chuckled before getting up and heading to her room.
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Butch stood in his room, wondering what he could do on a Friday night. He heard about a new jazz club that opened up in Downtown Townsville an figure he could try it out. He considered calling Brute to come with him, but decided against it. He spent the whole day with her anyway. He put on a gray short sleeved button down shirt and black skinny jeans. He put on a pair of gray converse and a pair of Ray-Bans. He walked down the stairs to see is brothers in the living room. He poked his head into the room.
"Hey." Both brothers looked at him. "I'm going to go check out that jazz club that just opened up in DT. You guys want to come." Brick shrugged. "I'm game." he said, standing up. Boomer nodded. "Me too." he said. "Well go get ready, I'll wait for you guys on the porch." Boomer and Brick walked up the spiral staircase as Butch walked out the front door. He kept thinking about that girl that was in his dreams. He knew it wasn't Brute because he was a teenager in the dream, and he met Brute when he was twenty. He rubbed his temple, searcching for any memory of this girl but coming out empty handed. Just like the lat time. He growled to himself. This whole situation was giving him a migraine.
Brick came down first, clad in red skinny jeans, black t-shirt with a leather jacket, and black chucks. His long red hair was tucked beneath a beanie, only his bangs visible, while he wore dark shades to cover his blood red eyes. Boomer followed shortly after with a dark blue polo and khaki skinnies. He was wearing blue Tims and was carrying a dark blue varsity jacket.
Butch looked at his two brothers. "Ready?" he asked. Brick rolled his eyes at the question before walking to the car. Boomer at least had the decency to nod before following the eldest. Butch glared after them before following their suit.
Sometimes brothers are pains in the ass.
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Buttercup looked at herself in the mirror one last time before coming out of the room. She walked into the living room where her sisters were waiting for her. Blossom took one look at her and gasped. Bubbles felt her eyes widened. Buttercup smiled nervously. "Well, what do you think?" she asked as her sisters continued to stare at her. Her long hair was curled to perfection, pulled into a high pony that cascaded down her back and front. She wore a simple but elegant floor length black dress that hugged her curves and had a slit that started mid thigh. Through the slit you could see the silver heels that were on her feet. Se even put on makeup that made her eyes pop.
"You look absolutely amazing." Blossom said after a moment of silence. Bubbles stood up to straighten out a stray hair that had escaped her bangs. Buttercup smiled. "Thanks, Red." she said to Blossom, who smiled warmly at her. She hadn't heard that nickname in a longtime. Blossom walked up to her, unclasping the necklace she had on her neck. Buttercup looked at her in confusion. The eldest sister carefully place the silver chain with three cursive B's on around her neck. "Blossom we agreed that the oldest gets Mum's necklace." Buttercup murmured as she held it in her hand. "Well I think that tonight that you will need it more than I do. Wear it for good luck." Buttercup looked and genuinely smiled at her sister, before embracing her. "Thank you, Bloss. For everything." she said. Blossom hugged her back. She released her and returned the smile.
"Come on, we don't want to be late."
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Butch and his brothers sat at the table, watching people sing and recite original poems. "I haven't seen anybody worth signing here." Brick muttered as the last person finished. Butch nodded in agreement. "Apparently there's supposed to be a newcomer coming on next and they say that she's amazing. I guess we can stay for her and leave if she's not what she they saw she is." Boomer said, as the announcer finished talking. Brick shrugged and looked at the stage as Butch did the same. A women their age walked from backstage. Wolf whistles and cat calls erupted from the crowd at her arrival. She glared at the crowd, as if she was silently threatening them. They noise stopped shortly after.
"My name is B.C. and I'm going to be singing Million Dollar Man by Lana Del Rey." She said, her voice smooth and velvety. Butch had to admit, she was a very attractive women. Her dress only amplified that. He felt himself lick his lips as he caught a glimpse of her creamy coloured leg through the slit. Her small hands grabbed the vintage microphone as the music started. Now all he had to find out if she could sing.
You said I was the most exotic flower
Holding me tight in our final hour
I don't know how you convince them and get them, but
I don't know what you do, it's unbelievable
Butch's jaw dropped. He looked at his brothers, who all had similar expression. How in the fuck was this girl not world famous yet? Her voice was amazing, purely amazing. It was mature but still had a child like innocence to it. He felt himself intrigued by this girl, never taking his eyes off of her.
And I don't know how you get over, get over
Someone as dangerous, tainted and flawed as you
One for the money, and two for the show
I love you honey, I'm ready, I'm ready to go
How did you get that way? I don't know
You're screwed up and brilliant,
Look like a million dollar man,
So why is my heart broke?
When the chorus came her voice only sounded better. She seemed confident in her voice, and she should be. She sounded like an angel straight from above.
You got the world but baby at what price?
Something so strange, hard to define
It isn't that hard boy to like you or love you
I'd follow you down down down,
You're unbelievable
If you're going crazy just grab me and take me
I'd follow you down down down, anywhere anywhere
Butch watched as her eyes closed, letting the music take her somewhere where not a lot of singers or performers can go. Shit, not even the Punks can go this deep into their music. This girl could probably outsell the Punks with her first album.
One for the money, two for the show
I love you honey, I'm ready, I'm ready to go
How did you get that way? I don't know
You're screwed up and brilliant,
Look like a million dollar man,
So why is my heart broke?
One for the money, two for the show
I love you honey, I'm ready, I'm ready to go
How did you get that way? I don't know
You're screwed up and brilliant,
Look like a million dollar man,
So why is my heart broke?
With each verse her voice seemed to get better and better. She opened her eyes as she began to sing the last verse of the song.
I don't know,
You're screwed up and brilliant,
Look like a million dollar man,
So why is my heart broke?
She cocked her head to the side cutely as she sang the last line. The crowd stood up and clapped causing her to grin brightly. Some people were even throwing roses at her feet. The announcer came up. "Let's give it up for B.C.!" he said, causing the crowd to go even wilder. "If you want to see her again, come back tomorrow at the same time." B.C. looked surprised by this, like she didn't expect to come back. Butch scoffed at that. With a voice like that, you might as well be famous already. "Give it up one more time for B.C.!" he said before leading the girl backstage. Brick stood up and began to walk backstage as well.
"Where are you going?" Butch asked. Brick turned around, looking at his two brothers like they were crazy. "What do you think I'm doing. I'm about to sign the bitch." he said before beginning to walk backstage, this time with his brothers close behind him. They were met by a big bouncer by the name a Terry. "You are not allowed to go back there." he said, standing in front of the door. Butch glared at Terry. "Do you know who I am? I am Butch Jojo. We're the Rowdyruff Boyz! We should be allowed to go in there." Terry just chuckled. "I don't care if you're the motherfucking mayor. You and your other two pricks aren't going in here." he said. Brick intervened. "Can we see Miss B.C. please?" he asked Terry, who shook his head.
"Miss B.C. only accepts people who know her full name, and I doubt you three pussies know what it is." Brick glared at Terry and was about to yell at him before Boomer began dragging his two pissed off brothers away. "We are so sorry for bothering you, Mr. Terry. We'll make sure it doesn't happen again." he said before he dragged his brothers away.
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"Buttercup, you were amazing!" Blossom gushed as she hugged her sister. Bubbles jumped up and down, grinning from ear to ear. "I knew you could sing, but that was over the top. Not everybody can pull off Lana Del Rey." the blond said as she too glomped her sister. Buttercup smiled. The announcer, who's name was Connor, said that a lot of scouts will be here tomorrow so she should bring her A-game. She couldn't wait. And her sisters were so proud of her. There was only one person missing from this absolutely amazing night.
"I just wish that Butch was here for this." Bubbles giggled at the comment and so did Blossom. "You never know, he could of been in the crowd watching you." Blossom teased. Buttercup punched her shoulder, playfully. "Yeah right." she said, sticking her tongue out at her sister.
Only if she knew that was actually the case.
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Butch sat awake that night, not being able to sleep. Her angelic voice kept ringing through his ears. He needed to know her name. He needed to find her. He needed to have her on this label. Butch felt his mouth pull forward into a smirk. He was Butch Jojo. He could get any information he needed from any female he set his eyes upon.
Butch Jojo was always known for playing dirty.
Kitty Note. Yeah I apologise for the late update. I recently moved to a whole new continent and there has been a lot of adjustments that need to be made, so it's been a hectic month to say the least. Brett is going to have an important role in this story. So don't just forget about him. I stayed up to post this chapter because I felt so bad. I hope this chapter makes up for some of it and I promise I'll update soon.
I'm skipping mailbag today. I'm tired.
P.S.: If anybody can guess who Terry is based on I will love you to death. I mean he's named after him. And if anybody got the reference I used for Amy when she left tell me to. I love that show.