Townsville High
~Hello! Well, this will be a cute chapter! A lot will happen, so enjoy!~
Chapter 16 - Forever and a day.
Last Chapter - Buttercup found out what Butch did. Blossom found out about Bubbles' feelings for Boomer and confronted her. &Brick and Blossom grew closer.
It was that day.
The day that made people want to spend every waking second with their girlfriends and boyfriends. The day known as; Valentines Day. Everyone was excited, even the single ones of the group.
Today would be a day to really show how much they all loved each other. Unluckily for Bubbles, this would be a day of thinking about someone other than her boyfriend. She was still thinking about Boomer, nothing she done could get him out of her head.
Still, she loved Valentines day, and was happy about it finally being that time of the year.
It was just after school, and Bubbles was on her way home. She was going to catch a ride with Buttercup but couldn't find her, so she decided to walk. Then someone she didn't normally talk to appeared in front of her.
"Bubbles! I've been looking for you." She looked in surprise at Brick. He was panting like he had been running about the school. She raised her eyebrow at the boy and smiled.
"Well, you've found me." She spoke in that cheerful way she usually does.
"I need you're opinion on something."
Bubbles rolled her eyes and giggled. "Let me guess, you want to know what my sister wants for Valentines day?"
Brick smiled. "Yeah."
She took his arm and sat him down on the bench beside the school gate, and pulled out a sheet of paper from her History book. She grabbed her fuzzy blue pen and started writing something down.
"First of all, Blossom isn't me, she doesn't like romantic gestures and flowers. You'll need to do something that will really knock her off her feet. She likes jewelery but if you get her that she'll moan for hours about how you spent too much on her."
Brick nodded. "Okay, so no flowers or jewelry. What do you think she'd like then?"
"Hmm..something personal. You could make a scrap book of pictures of you two? I took a lot of pictures of you's on my phone, I can get them printed, and I'll even help you make it. I'm great with art, as you know." She winked and laughed.
"That's amazing!" He grinned. "-But wait, I figured you would be spending the day with Tyler?"
That made Bubbles frown. She wouldn't be having the perfect romantic evening she had planned, as he had other plans. Bubbles knew that Tyler wasn't the type of guy that likes Valentines day, but she wished he would be interested a little bit.
"He actually has to deal with some family stuff tonight, so I'm free to help." She said, writing down more idea's on her paper. Brick felt sorry for her, but was still glad that now he had help to make his night with Blossom perfect.
"Okay, well we'll head to mine now. Butch is out but I think Boomer's in." Brick said.
Bubbles face-palmed, knowing she had just agreed to spend Valentines day helping her sister's boyfriend while her crush was in the same room. She didn't even think about the fact that Boomer was single and would most likely be staying home. Oh well, she couldn't go back now.
"Great." Bubbles mumbled.
Buttercup glanced at Butch.
They decided that seen as neither of them had a Valentine's date, they would skip school and spent the whole day at Buttercup's, eating junk food and playing video games. Buttercup still didn't know if she should tell Butch she listened in on his conversation.
On one hand, she wanted to know why he really let her win, but on the other she didn't want him to be mad at her for eavesdropping on his private talk with Boomer. Either way, she was worried about what he would say. So, she decided to let it go for tonight, and just enjoy his company.
"You really suck at this game." Buttercup said.
They were in the middle of a heated video game, Rush Race 2. It was a game that Butch was actually very good at, but apparently not as good as Buttercup. He was getting rather annoyed that he kept losing, and to her of all people.
Buttercup tapped the controls with narrow eyes, only concentrating on the screen. Butch was on the edge of his seat, moving side to side every time the car on the screen did. Just as he thought he had a chance at winning, Buttercup's car crossed the finishing line.
"Yes!" She threw her arm in the air. "I win!"
Butch sighed and leaned back on the couch. "Hey, you probably stay up all night playing this, that's why you won." Buttercup laughed at what he had said, making him raise his eyebrow at her. A small smirk formed on her face.
"It's funny because, this is my first time playing this game." She stuck her tongue out like a child. Butch's eyes windened realise he had just lost to someone who was playing this game for the first time.
"Begginers luck." He muttered.
Buttercup laughed and stood up. She walked into the kitchen and came out seconds later, a horrified look on her face. Butch glanced at her, wondering why she had that look on her face.
"The worst has happened, dude. We ran out of ice-cream!" She waved her arms dramatically.
"No! How are we supposed to have a Valentine's non-date without ice-cream!?" He asked, freaking out. These two really liked ice-cream. The plan was to play games and binge eat, but now they had ran out of the only binge food that the Utonium's owned.
"We could always get drunk?" Buttercup shrugged. Truth be told, she didn't actually care, she just needed something to distract her from her thoughts. Drinking would help a lot, but she didn't really feel like it.
"Done that last night."
"Watch movies?"
"Done that two weeks ago."
"Play truth or dare?" Buttercup smirked. Butch chuckled and smirked back at her. He stood up from the couch and walked over to her, nodding his head.
"Now you're talking." Buttercup sat down, cross-legged, on the floor, Butch did the same. He sat in front of her and crossed his arms, thinking of a good truth or dare. He narrowed his eyes mischievously.
"Truth or dare?" Butch asked.
"Truth." Buttercup replied, smiling. She wasn't sure what type of dare's Butch Jojo gave, and didn't want to find out right now. Then again, she wasn't sure what he was about to ask either.
"What's your worse fear?" Buttercup was taken back by this. She did know, but she didn't want to tell Butch. It wasn't spiders or heights or any of that, it was personal.
"..Buttercup Utonium fears nothing." She said with a blank expression.
"You have to answer truthfully." He raised his eyebrow, knowing that she was lying. Good thing about being counterparts, you can tell when each other is lying. Buttercup sighed and looked away.
"Love." She said, not meeting his gaze. "I don't believe in it. I never have, and Blossom thinks she's in love, but it doesn't exist. I'm scared that one day I'll be as dumb as her and think it exists."
Butch furrowed his brows. He had never seen the deep side of Buttercup before, and it was interesting. It was also sad, that someone didn't believe in love, and was afraid of it.
"You don't believe in love?" He asked, shocked.
"You only get one question." Buttercup said, finally looking at him. "Truth or dare, Butchy boy?"
Butch realised she really didn't want to talk about it, so he let it go. He thought for a few seconds, then let a playful smirk dance on his lips. Buttercup laughed to herself knowing what was coming next.
"Dare."
Buttercup smirked. "I dare you, to let me draw on your face, just like you did to me." Butch suddenly regretted chosing dare, but he always knew one day she would get her revenge for that. He rolled his eyes but smiled.
"Right, do it." He said as he reached over to her coffee table. He picked up a black pen and passed it to Buttercup, who was sitting with a mischievous shine in her bright green eyes. She smirked and leaned closer to Butch, pressing the pen to his skin.
After a minute of hearing Buttercup laugh as she traced his skin with the ink, he decided he needed to see this. He went to grab the mirror, but Buttercup grabbed his arm and stopped him with her freakish strength.
"You can't see it until the end of the game." She said smiling, grabbing the mirror and hiding it behind her back. Butch chuckled and agreed to that, before asking her truth or dare.
"Dare." Buttercup said.
Butch smirked, hoping she would say that. "I dare you to kiss me."
"Not funny, dude. You lost your turn for that." Buttercup sent him an evil death glare.
"I was kidding, but ask away." He chuckled.
"Truth or dare?"
"Truth."
Buttercup knew what was about to come out of her mouth, and she tried to stop it from happening, but it came out anyway. She heard herself say it, and instantly regretted it.
"Why did you let me win the fight!?" Butch's eyes grew. How did she know? A millions questions were running around in Butch's head. He was in shock, that for a few seconds he didn't move, breathe, or speak. Buttercup watched him curiously, as he turned into a living statue.
"I heard you and Boomer talking." Buttercup said, keeping a straight face. "So, why Butch? Why on earth would you throw away your future for me!? Why would you risk having nothing for me to win? Why, Butch. Why!?" She screamed, trying to sound calm but failing. She had been wanting to ask this all night.
Why? Why! Why!? Why Butch?
He heard that same word in his head so many times, that it was all he could hear. He didn't know how to respond, but he knew if he didn't Buttercup would bite his head off. literally. He had to say something now, right now.
"..Because you deserve it more than me, okay? You work so much harder than me, even though it turns you into a crazy killing machine! You managed to be my friend even after everything that's happened with us these past months." Butch said, looking slightly angry that she had brought it up.
Now it was Buttercup's turn to stay perfectly still in shock.
"Buttercup, I don't get it. You just make me want to do good things, which is totally not my thing. For some fucked up reason, when you're happy, I am. I don't know what the hell is happening to me, but it's because of you. So, how about instead of yelling at me, you thank me!" He screamed.
Buttercup's eyes grew wide when she realised something, something horrifying. She didn't say what though, she just stared at him with a freaked-out expression. Buttercup stood up, and Butch did after her.
"I don't have the energy to deal with this right now, Butch. You've just fucked everything up. I didn't ask you to let me win! I didn't ask to be your friend, you asked me! I didn't ask for ANY of this!" With that said, Buttercup ran upstairs to her bedroom. Butch stood in surprise. He didn't understand why Buttercup got so upset about what he had said, most girls would say 'Aw, that's sweet.' But then again, she wasn't like most girls.
Butch walked over to were Buttercup had been sitting, and crouched down. He picked up the small mirror that she had hid behind her back, and brought it up to his face.
Right there, on his forehead, were the words..
Butterbitch
Right there, on his cheek, were the words..
Friends forever..
Right there, on his other cheek, were the words..
..And a day.
He touched his cheek, tracing the letters. She had really put something..nice..on his face? She could have put anything. Something embarrassing or mean, but she put that. Butch wanted to smile, but his face was still frozen. Without another thought, Butch ran up the stairs and searched for which room was Buttercup's.
Butch finally figured out which room was hers, as the sign on the door said, "No boys or girls aloud." He chuckled at it before opening the door. What he saw was Buttercup, sitting cross-legged on her bed. She was staring out the window, but knew he was there.
"Buttercup, I'm sorry." He started, but she didn't look at him. "I should have figured that you wouldn't be happy about me throwing the fight. I just wanted to do something nice for once, I guess I should try harder next time."
She still didn't look at him. Butch sighed and walked over to her bed, and sat down beside her. Finally, she looked at him. There were a million emotions shown in her face.
"I like this whole love/hate friendship we have and I don't want it to end." Buttercup scoffed and looked back out the window.
"Don't say love. It doesn't exist. Our friendship is messed up, we communicate by yelling at each other and beating each other up. What kind of friendship is that, Butch? It's clearly not meant to be." He knew by the way her voice cracked that she didn't mean that.
It was obvious that Buttercup wasn't the type that liked to show her emotions, but truth be told she had more emotions that Bubbles and Blossom put together. She just didn't like people knowing it. Butch always knew though, ever since she told him about her dad. Then that kiss..she dismissed it and pretended it didn't happen.
"You don't mean that."
"What the hell would you know, Butch!? You know NOTHING about me! Stop acting like you get it, that you care. I went to that centre to show people what I could do, and now I found out that you let me win. Do you know how much that hurts!?" Buttercup screamed in his face.
"You could have easily won on your own. You've been winning our fights since you were five years old for christ's sake! Look, you can think whatever you want, but I do get it, and I do fucking care. Obviously you're just to hot-headed to admit that you have feelings like everyone else."
He stood up and walked over to the door, feeling hers eyes on him. He turned back around and pointed to his face. "Forever and a fucking day, Buttercup. You can't say my friendship means nothing if you wrote this."
With that, Butch walked out the door and stormed down stairs. He grabbed for the door handle, but felt someone spin him back around. He stared right into Buttercup's scared eyes.
"Don't leave." She pleaded. "You're right, Butch. All you've ever done is try to look out for me, and I always throw it back into your face, and I'm sorry. Our friendship does mean something to me, it means everything."
Butch knew what he was about to do would probably make her kill him, but he did it anyway. He hugged her tightly. Seconds later he felt her hug him back, clinging to him like her life depended on it.
"Friend's forever?" Buttercup asked.
Butch smiled. "-And a day."
Maxine finally woke up, after her long lie in. She reached her arm out to Brody's pillow, but found no one was there. Her eyes opened, and noticed he was gone. She groaned and turned around, her eyes darting to the clock. Damn, she had missed school. Maxine sat up, wondering where Brody had gone.
"Good morning, well evening." Brody walked in smiling. "I figured you wouldn't mind missing school to spend the whole day with me, but you've been sleeping for hours, lazy." He chuckled.
Maxine watched as he walked over, two cups of coffee in hand. He sat beside her on the bed and passed her one, before giving her a quick kiss.
"Well, thank you. For the record, I like waking up with you. So stay in bed, and never leave." She said grinning. Maxine had been staying with Brody since she found out that she was adopted. Not once had she thought about going back home to face Mellisa. She enjoyed staying with Brody, she didn't want it to stop.
"I like waking up to you too." He said beaming.
"Happy valentines day, my gorgeous boy." She put down the cup of coffee on the nightstand and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him back into bed. They laughed as they rolled on the bed, not once leaving each other's sight.
"Right back at you, my beautiful girl." He kissed her cheek. "So, what should we do today?"
"The usual?" On Valentines day, they always rented a movie, ordered a pizza and spent the whole day in each other's arms. It was their thing. They've only had two valentines days since they had been together, but they liked having a 'thing'.
"Sure, sounds great. Now, we should really get up." He said.
Maxine pouted. "What's the rush?" She pulled him into another kiss. She smiled against his lips, feeling like everything was finally perfect again. Maxine pulled away and caressed his cheek lovingly.
"I love you, Max. Never forget that."
"I'll never forget it." She snuggled into him. "I love you too, always and forever."
Boomer rolled his eyes, seeing another cheesy chick flick come on the TV. He grabbed the remote beside him and carelessly flicked through the channels, praying that something else was on. He heard the door open and close, and figured it would be Butch.
"Hi Boomer." That voice.
He looked over at the door and saw Brick and Bubbles. His eye grew interested seeing the gorgeous blonde, but he also wondered what he was doing here. Shouldn't she be with her boyfriend right now? Boomer raised his eyebrow.
"Uh..hey, Bubbles. What are you doing here?" He asked.
"She's helping me make a scrap book for Blossom." Brick said. The auburn haired boy walked over to the living room table, and grabbed some pieces of paper. He sat down on the floor in front of the TV and motioned for Bubbles to do so aswell. She walked past Boomer, avoiding his stare, and sat down beside Brick.
"Oh..shouldn't you be with Ty?" Boomer asked, eyes glancing back to television. Bubbles frowned, she didn't like talking about it, especially not with him.
"He's busy." She said with a blank look.
Boomer looked back down at her and kept a straight face. She sighed and grabbed a pen, writing down some ideas. Brick started going through the pictures they had just gotten printed out.
"Could use your help, lazy." Brick said, not looking up from the pictures. Boomer chuckled and got up from the black leather couch. He sat down in front of them and waited for an order on what to do.
Brick smiled down at one of the pictures. It was taken a week after they started going out. In the picture, Blossom was wearing his hat, which he later yelled at her for. Brick was beside her, his arms around her and his lips pressed against her cheek.
"I like that one." Bubbles said smiling.
"Yeah, me too. We can use all of these, but how will we make the actual scrap-book?" Brick asked, clueless. He wasn't that good with arts and crafts, luckily, Bubbles was. She grabbed some paper and stapled the pages together, then placed them in a folder that could be decorated.
"If you're going to write anything on the front, do it pink, not red." She said seriously. Brick laughed, and put down the red pen he was holding, and picked up a dark pink one.
"This one should go here." Boomer said, putting his hand on Bubbles to guide it to the right place. Bubbles looked at him right in the eye, and Boomer immediately pulled his hand away from hers. This did not go un-noticed by Brick. Boomer bit his lip and stood up.
"I'll go look for more glue." Boomer said, before leaving the room. Brick turned to Bubbles, who was watching the blonde go with a look of despair on her face.
"Bubbles." She looked at Brick. "Why do you like Tyler?"
That was an odd question. especially coming from Brick. Still she decided to answer the question, and took a second to think of all the things she liked about her lovley boyfriend. It wasn't hard, there was many things she liked about him.
"..Well, he's the only guy that's ever treated me like I want to. Most guys treat me like a kid, Tyler understands that I can be mature, and still childish sometimes. He's special. Why do you ask?" She asked curiously.
"Just wondering." He looked down. "Now, why do you like Boomer?" Bubbles looked at the boy with wide eyes. She knew that Brick was smart, but how did he guess it so easily? Unless..oh, hell no!
"Blossom." She muttered, making an angry face.
"She has a big mouth when she's drunk, and she was last night, don't blame her." He paused. "You know, I always wondered what Boomer saw in you. I mean Boomer could get any girl in our school, yet he spends all his time obsessing about you. Then I realised, you treat him like a man, not like a kid. Which is exactly what you just said Tyler does to you."
Bubbles didn't know what to say. Her and Boomer were more alike than she thought, even Brick noticed it. Sure, Tyler was special, she could see herself really falling in love with him, but Boomer? He was without a doubt her soul-mate. Hell, he was literally made for her. How could she not see that?
"He really obsesses over me?" Bubbles beamed.
Brick smiled. "Yeah."
At that moment, Boomer walked back into the room. He was holding a tub of glue and some other art supplies. Bubbles noticed how he had really good and expensive art supplies, almost like he enjoyed doing art. Hey, another thing they have in common.
"You like art, huh?" Bubbles asked as he sat down beside her.
"Yeah." He said smiling at her.
"Me too." She smiled back.
Brick watched them with a sly grin on his face. Bubbles looked at Brick, her eyes showing thanks. She continued working on the scrap-book, for once feeling comfortable being around Boomer. Right now, she thought there was no better way she could have spent Valentines day.
Half an hour later, it was finally done, and it was perfect.
"This looks amazing guys." Brick smiled. "Bubbles, you're a life saver, thanks so much."
"Anytime."
"I should go meet Blossom now, I'll text you and tell you if she likes it." Brick gave her a quick one-armed hug before glancing at Boomer slyly, which she noticed and smiled. Then he rushed out the door, leaving them alone. Bubbles looked at Boomer, for once not feeling his awkward stare.
"This was a good night. I missed hanging out with you." Bubbles said, smiling at him.
"Yeah me too, but the night doesn't have to end. Wanna go for a walk or something?"
Bubbles beamed. "Yeah, that sound's great."
Maxine stepped out of the shower, and quickly dried herself. She threw on a pair of grey cotton trackies and one of Brody's shirts. She walked out of the bathroom, and felt something stick to her foot. She furrowed her brows and pulled a red rose petal off of her foot. When she looked ahead of her, she was surrounded by rose petals.
She looked up and saw Brody, holding a bouquet of white roses, her favorite flowers. Maxine grinned but was shocked. So much for dinner and a movie.
"What's all this?" She asked, looking around. Brody walked over to her and handed her the flowers.
"Max, move in with me."
"What?" Maxine asked in surprise.
"Well, you practically live here anyway." Brody took his hands in hers. "I know it sounds crazy, and we're insanely young, but I'm also insanely in love with you. I just want to wake up to you every morning. So..what do you say?" His eyes held hope, but also despair at the look in her eyes.
"I'd love to live here, with you, but-"
"But." Brody sighed.
Maxine smiled and held his hands tighter. "-But you have to help me move my things here, I ain't doing that by myself."
Brody looked at her and beamed brightly. In that moment, he felt like everything was finally the way it should be. He had everything he needed and wanted, and he was indeed insanely in love. Brody pulled her into a kiss, barely able to control his glee. Maxine pulled away and rested her forehead against his.
"This has been the best night of my life." Maxine said quietly. "I can't wait to go to sleep next to you each night and wake up to your face each morning."
They kissed again, this time more passionate and perfect. Everything really was falling right back into place for them, and now they had every day together to cherish it.
"There's my lovely boyfriend." Blossom grinned apon seeing Brick. They had met at the park, romantic setting and all. This was where they first said that they loved each other, so they decided to meet her. Brick kissed her briefly before passing her the gift, and her eyes lit up.
She skimmed through the whole book, smiling and laughing at all the pictures.
"Brick, this is so beautiful! How did you find the time to do this?" She asked in surprise.
"I had help." He smiled.
Blossom hugged him tightly, unable to control the grin on her face. "I love you, Brick. So much."
"I love you too, Blossy, and we're going to come to this spot every Valentines day. Just so I can remind you how much." Blossom nodded at him, happy with the idea.
They sat down on the bench, and looked through the scrap book, laughing at the funny pictures her sister had token. It felt like the perfect night, not just for them, but for everyone.
Then again, all perfect night's had to end somehow..and most of them? Not well.
"Oh that's my phone." Brick pulled it out and answered.
"Hey, Butch..wow, calm down! What happened?.." Brick glanced at Blossom with a horrified look on his face. Blossom furrowed her brows.
"What's wrong, Brick?"
"Something terrible has happened.."
To be continued..
Yes, indeed. You'll all have to wait to find out what;) I'm so evil, but I gave you all a long chapter so forgive me! The next chapter will be the most dramatic of all..so watch out for it!
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