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Chapter 26 - You're my favorite type of crazy

Last Chapter - Bubbles found out that it was Butch who donated the kidney, and he done it for Boomer and Buttercup. Maxine started to doubt living with Brody even more. Tyler forgave Boomer. &Butch decided he would tell Buttercup about his feelings for her, soon.


"So, how are we going to do this?" Blossom asked, excited. Bubbles smirked in a cute yet devious way and showed Blossom her blue note-pad. She had carefully laid out a full-proof plan to get Butch to admit his feelings for Buttercup, tonight. Blossom smiled as she began to read.

"Phase one; Invite Butch to stay." Bubbles handed Blossom her phone, and she began to text a message to Butch, inviting him over. After she sent it, she put it down beside her and waiting for a reply. A few minutes passed, and Blossom's phone buzzed. She picked it up and smiled at the name across the screen read, Butch Jojo.

Can't Buttercup ask me herself? Whatever, I'll be there, Bloss. X

The girls smiled and laughed as phase on was complete. Blossom picked up the bright blue note-pad that sat in front of them and went on to read the next one.

"Phase two; Blossom stays at Brick's, and I stay at Maxine and Brody's." Blossom read aloud. Bubbles nodded grinning. This way it wouldn't look suspicious, because they both weren't staying in the same place. Bubbles had already cleared it with Brody, and she had got Brick in on her plan and made him promise not to mention anything.

"Also, I know today is yours and Brick's anniversary, so I thought you staying with him would add a nice touch and wouldn't be suspicious." Bubbles beamed. Blossom had almost forgot that today was hers and Brick's two month anniversary. At least she could spent the whole night with him.

Blossom began to read the next one. "Phase three; Let the rest work for itself."

Bubbles grinned. "Yup, if you leave two irresistable forces alone in a house, it's only a matter of time before something happens. We just have to make sure Butch doesn't suspect anything, because if he does, he'll freak out and leave."

"Good point." Blossom paused. "By the way, I wanted to ask, how are you feeling? I know sometimes kidney transplants can go wrong and there can be complications and-"

"Okay, stop right there." Bubbles cut her off. "First of all, I'm fine, you need to get off those sites and stop worrying. Second, how do you even know about the transplant?"

Blossom sighed. "Dr Russell told me, okay. I had a feeling you would know by now. Just tell me if you start to feel wierd, because there can be problems with these things."

Bubbles frowned at her sister. She worried far too much. Truth is, Bubbles hadn't even thought about the complications, she was just happy to be alive. She was more worried about how this could cause complications for Butch, not just her.

"I'm fine, Bloss. I'm alive, and healthy. This is in the past, okay. Just worry about yourself now, I need you and Buttercup to move on. I have." Bubbles smiled. Blossom nodded reluctantly. She was still concerned that this seemed to easy, like it all worked out. Nothing was ever this easy.

"So, do you know who donated?" Blossom asked in curiosity.

Bubbles nodded. "Yeah, don't worry, it wasn't Brick." Blossom sighed in relief. She had been so worried that Brick had done it, and for her, she would never forgive herself if something happened to him.

"Thank god." Blossom smiled. "But if it wasn't him then who was it?"

"Let's just say it's someone I never would have expected, but they did it for a good reason, so that's all that matters." Bubbles sported a small smile. Blossom seemed happy with that answer, but she was still curious.

They stopped talking when Buttercup walked into the room. Luckily she hadn't heard their conversation. Blossom and Bubbles smiled at her widely, making Buttercup raise her eyebrow with her eye narrowed.

"Butch is coming over." Blossom said.

Buttercup raised her eyebrow. "I didn't ask him to come over?"

"I guess he just wanted to see you." Bubbles grinned slyly. Buttercup shrugged but smiled and walked out of the room. Blossom and Bubbles laughed and high-fived each other.

Phase one complete.


Buttercup was in her room, getting changed. She decided on wearing a black shirt and green shorts. She was always simple with what she wore, she wasn't into belts and heels like Bubbles. Buttercup wandered over to the window and saw Butch making his way over. She smiled and walked over to her bed, knowing he would just let himself in. Then she had an idea.

When Butch walked into her room, he couldn't see her. He raised his eyebrow and looked about, only to feel something pounce. Buttercup jumped on Butch's back, and wrapped her arms around his neck. She laughed at his startled posture and shocked expression.

She jumped back down. "Hello, best friend."

"You scared the crap out of me, Butters!" He exclaimed. Buttercup laughed hysterically and smirked at him. Butch rolled his eyes but smiled. Butch glanced at her, admiring how simple she was dressed yet how amazing she looked. Buttercup noticed him staring and walked past him before it seemed like he was leering.

"So, what's the plan for tonight?" Butch asked curiously.

Buttercup shrugged. "No idea, it looks like it's just us though. Blossom went to yours to see Brick, it's their anniversary or something, and Bubbles is with Max and Brody."

Butch narrowed his eyes as Buttercup walked out. He shook his head and his face stayed blank. It didn't take much to catch onto their little plan. He knew just how devious those Utonium girls could be.

"How much should I bet myself this was Bubbles' idea." He muttered to himself before following Buttercup who had left the room. He followed her into the living room. She jumped on the couch and waved a game controller in his face.

"Ready to lose to a girl?" Buttercup mocked with a smirk.

Butch smirked back. "Whoever said that you were a girl?"

Buttercup's mouth fell open and she jabbed him in the side with her elbow. Butch laughed and grabbed the other controller. He was mad that Buttercup's sisters were plotting to make him reveal his feelings tonight, but he was just too happy to be spending time with Buttercup to ever care anymore.

"You're going down, crazy girl." Butch said.

"Bring it on." She paused. "Crazy boy."

They smirked.


Bubbles walked into Brody and Maxine's house. She was still unsure on why Maxine had allowed it, Bubbles was sure that Maxine still hated her. Boomer told her that she apologized, but that was to him, not to Bubbles.

She noticed Brody trying to work out how to use the vacuum cleaner, and Maxine was folding the laundry. Bubbles smiled, this was what it was like when you lived with someone you love. She wondered if one day she and Boomer would live together.

"Hi guys." Bubbles said in a quiet voice. Brody smiled at her before giving up on the vacuum cleaner. Maxine glanced at her and sported a small smile before returning to the laundry.

"So, why did you want to stay tonight?" Brody asked curiously. He figured if she wanted to get out of the house she would stay with Boomer.

Bubbles walked over. "Me and Blossom both needed to get out of the house tonight, I'll fill you in later." Maxine strolled past her and grabbed the vacuum cleaner before crossing her arms and glaring at Brody.

"I'm not the house maid, don't you know how to work a vacuum?" Maxine asked him.

"How about you use that thing, and I'll fold the clothes." Brody smiled and walked over to the basket. Bubbles laughed at their banter. For the past few days they had been really trying to make living together work, but even Bubbles knew that Maxine still had her doubts.

Maxine turned to Bubbles. "Hey, I'm sorry about arguing with you. I just needed to be on Ty's side for once. I really hope he can forgive you like he forgave Boomer."

Bubbles nodded. "Yeah, me too. It's good to have you back, best friend." Maxine grinned and hugged Bubbles. Brody watched them and smiled before returning to the laundry, that he wasn't folding properly. Maxine noticed this and rolled her eyes.

"Brody, you're useless." Maxine groaned before walking over and pulling the shirt away from him.

"Wasn't what you were saying last night." He muttered quietly. Maxine narrowed her eyes and crossed her arms, ready to argue. Brody held his hands up in defeat before sitting on the couch and turning the TV on.

Maxine sighed deeply, trying to remember why she was still doing this. She looked at him, and his words from the other night entered her head. He might not act like it, but he was trying so hard to make this work, Maxine just wasn't trying as hard. Bubbles noticed this too.

"I can fold the laundry." Bubbles laughed and stood beside Maxine. She stared to fold the clothes, and Maxine smiled at her in gratitude. They were both glad that they were friends again, if it wasn't for Brick, she would be Maxine's best friend. Bubbles just hoped that the next time she saw Tyler, he would feel the same as Maxine.


Blossom and Brick lay on the couch. They were watching some movie about two runaways falling in love, Blossom's choice of course. Brick hated these movies, but when he was watching them with Blossom he didn't seem to mind. He just enjoyed spending time with her.

She lay in his arms, smiling as the two main characters on the movie professed their love for each other. It made Blossom think of how her and Brick came to be in love. She turned her head up to look at Brick, and curiosity took over her.

"When did you realise you were in love with me?" She asked. Brick looked down at her and a small smile tugged at his lips. He figured one day she would ask this question.

"It was that day we were at the beach, when everyone had left and it was just us. We had been dating for a while, and you were falling asleep. I looked down at you and then in that moment, I couldn't image not having any more of those days, and those moments, when it was just us and we were happy. Then I realised, I was in love." Brick explained, making Blossom's smile wider.

She leaned up and placed a soft kiss on his lips. Her head then lay down on his chest, and she too couldn't image not being with him. Brick tightened his grip on her waist and rested his head on hers. They didn't want to move. It was just perfect.

"You're too cute." Blossom said as her hand gripped his shirt. He smiled and chuckled happily. The movie was coming to an end, and they both started to get tired. Blossom didn't want to sleep though, she wanted to get the most out of their anniversary.

"I almost forgot, I got you something." Brick said as she reached over the arm of the couch and pulled something up from underneath the table beside the couch. It was a present, not wrapped, he didn't have enough time. He handed Blossom the small black box and waited for her to open it.

Blossom looked at him skeptically. "I thought we said no presents."

"I changed my mind." Brick shrugged.

"Good, because I got you one too." She grinned and pulled a larger box out of her bag. She passed it to Brick and sat up, sitting with her legs crossed beside him on the couch. Brick raised his eyebrow, wondering what it was.

He opened it and smiled at what he saw in the box. It was just like the hat he used to wear, the one that Blossom stole from him. He could tell it wasn't the exact same one thought, because this hat was a darker shade of red and had two B's on the strap at the back.

"This is awesome, thanks." He chuckled and put it on his head. She smiled at him and fixed it so it looked better. She admired the look of it and grinned.

"You always did look so much more handsome with a hat." Blossom smirked. Brick laughed and kissed her in gratitude. This kiss was longer than the last one, and much more passionate.

Blossom opened hers next. She gasped as she pulled out the bracelet that was inside. It was stirling silver, and it was covered in diamonds. They went in a pattern; Red, pink, red, pink. Blossom looked at the clasp and underneath there was two small words that read; Love, Brick.

She looked at Brick with wide eyes. "I can't believe you got me this, it must have cost you a fortune. Why couldn't you have made another scrap-book!"

"Bubbles warned me never to get you jewelry, but I saw it and couldn't resist." Brick laughed and took the bracelet. He carefully placed it around Blossom's wrist. Blossom looked down at it and smiled.

"I love it, and I love you." She said before kissing him on the cheek. Brick grinned and pulled her into him. They lay back down and Blossom had an idea. She reached for her phone and brought it a little way away from their faces.

"What are you doing?" Brick asked curiously.

"I have faith in us, so to prove it, I'm taking a picture of us on every one of our anniversaries, so that on our one year anniversary, we can make an even better scrapbook to remember each one." Brick smiled at her idea.

Brick put his arm around her and smiled for the camera, and Blossom put one of her arms around the front of his chest so that the bracelet would be showing in the picture. She placed a small kiss on Brick's cheek and clicked the button to take the picture.

She brought the phone back down and they looked at the picture, it was perfect. Brick and Blossom looked up from the phone and into each other's eyes. Blossom put her hand on his cheek and for the first time, they both felt like there was a future there.

"Am I invisible? I've been sitting here the whole time."

Brick and Blossom looked over to the other couch and saw Boomer sitting there with his arms crossed. They tried not to, but they burst into laughter. They had forgotten that he was there. Boomer rolled his eyes and pulled out his phone to text Bubbles.

Blossom grinned. "I'm never leaving this couch."

"Good." Brick chuckled before kissing her again.


Buttercup sat on her bed alone, listening to the pounding music. Butch was in the shower. Somehow a friendly yet competitive game of racing turned into a full out battle. Literally. It seemed they couldn't have a friendly game, it always ended with them fighting physically. She didn't mind though, that was just what they did.

She decided to be nosey. Butch's phone was sitting on the bed beside her, and she couldn't resist. Hey, he snooped through her phone once at the training camp, he couldn't complain. Buttercup smiled at the picture that popped up on the screen of his phone.

His display picture was them. In this picture, Butch was smiling brightly while holding Buttercup on his back. She was clinging to him for dear life and smirking rather than smiling. She remembered that day. Boomer had taken the picture.

Brick.

A text from Brick popped up, and she decided to read it. She assumed it couldn't be that important. Her eyes trailed the message and then grew wide. She couldn't believe what she had just read.

Butch, don't drink tonight, you need to be careful after donating the kidney to Bubbles. Just watch yourself, man. Brick.

A million emotions raced through Buttercup's head. She was shocked, she was upset, she was angry, more importantly, she was scared. Buttercup heard footsteps, and knew Butch was coming back through. She didn't even bother to drop the phone, she just stared at it blankly. She had read over it so many times now, that the text was imprinted in her mind.

"Why do you have my phone?" Buttercup's eyes shot over to the door where Butch stood. He was fully dressed in his grey cotton trackies and his green shirt. His hair was slightly damp from the shower, making it look even more spiky than before. He didn't look angry, he just looked curious.

Buttercup's eye twitched. "You're such an idiot."

"You tell me that every day, Butters. Why am I an idiot today?" He smirked, but the smirk faded when he noticed the pissed off expression she was sporting. His heart began to race as he glared at the phone held tightly in her hands.

Oh, crap.

"WHAT THE FUCK WHERE YOU THINKING!?" Butch's phone went flying towards him. Buttercup pounced on her feet and was now standing in front of him. Her arms were held out and her fists were tightened, ready to attack. Butch was ready to run, but Buttercup wouldn't allow it.

Butch held his hands up in defence. "So, I'm guessing you know now.."

"Yes, I fucking know!" Buttercup screamed. "Now, I'll repeat. What the fuck where you thinking!"

This wasn't good. Buttercup had managed to swear three times in 25 seconds. Butch may as well be dead, because if not, he's about to be. Butch widened his eyes, ready to be murdered.

"I wasn't thinking, I just done it!" Butch said in his defence. Buttercup crossed her arms, not amused. He saw the look in her eyes, for once she wasn't even trying to hide her emotions, they were all there.

"How could you have done something so stupid without even telling me!?"

"Oh, so saving your sisters life was stupid?" Butch shot back.

Buttercup scoffed. "You don't realise how serious this is. You could have died, Butch." She cried. "I don't want you to die! If it hadn't been for you I would still be a wreck. I need you here."

Butch opened his mouth to shoot something back, but he stopped. Her last sentence burned in his mind, and he tried desperately not to smile, this really wasn't the time. Butch narrowed his eyes.

"You need me?" He asked in glee.

Buttercup was livid. "Of course! Did you really think that risking your own life was doing any good. I can't live without either of my sisters, but I can't live without you either. You're my best friend, Butch! I don't want to fucking lose you."

I don't want to lose you.

I can't live without you.

Best friend.

Friend.

Butch frowned at her words. He thought that doing this would make Buttercup happy, because she had her sister back, but he didn't even think about how bad she would feel if he had died. If he does die. He wasn't thinking, now he was paying that price. It didn't matter to him, Buttercup was happy when Bubbles woke up and Boomer was sane. He regretted nothing.

"I done it for you!" He yelled in his deep voice. Buttercup gasped in a shocked way and took a step back, her mind was racing. Her eyes were fixed on the space beside him, she didn't dare to look him in the eye. Her breathing was out of control, and a million thoughts were racing through her head.

"Why the hell would you do that!?" She screamed desperately. Her eyes finally met with his. Butch didn't know how to explain what he done without also telling her how he felt about her. How long could he keep this in when he wanted to get it out so badly?

Butch ran both his hands through his rough black hair. "You were a fucking mess, Buttercup. I couldn't stand seeing you like that. You cried on my shoulder every night and drank your body weight in alcohol, if you had kept it up you would have been the one in the hospital bed!"

Buttercup's mouth fell open. "That night, I told you that you should go home and get changed. You took hours, and when you came back you wouldn't even touch a drink. It was because you were at the fucking hospital! Why didn't you tell me!?"

She was screaming in his face now. Butch was so used to this he almost expected it to happen at that exact moment. He looked in her bright green eyes that were close to tears. Butch shut his eyes tightly, wanting this all to be a dream.

"I couldn't have you and Boomer suffering because of it. I needed to make it all stop. That was the only way!" He screamed back. Buttercup scoffed and shook her head fiercely.

"They could have found another donor, someone we didn't know, not you!" She cried.

Butch sighed. "She didn't have that long left. Don't you get it? If I hadn't donated when I did, she would have died! Then you would drink yourself to death and my brother would spent the rest of his life as a mental patient. I had to do it!"

Buttercup didn't speak, she just let his words sink in. She didn't realise how close things were to falling apart. Butch took a step towards her and reached his hand out and rested it on her shoulder. She flinched as his hand set on her. Buttercup looked up at him and couldn't find words to say or scream.

"I'm sorry." He said softly. "I should have told you when I had the chance. There's something else I should have told you when I had the chance.."

Her eyebrow raised curiously at his words. She noticed his face tense and his body grow stiff. Buttercup didn't know what he was about to say, but she was worried it would be even worse than finding out what he had done for her sister.

"Buttercup..I.." Butch stopped. His mind hit a blank, and no words were coming. Buttercup waited patiently for what he had to say, but he knew he couldn't say it.

She looked away. "I don't think we can be friends anymore."

"What?" Butch asked in despair. "Why?"

Buttercup looked up at him. "Because.." Before she had a chance to say anything else, Butch's lips crashed down on hers. He took Buttercup by surprise, but to his own surprise, she didn't pull away. Buttercup couldn't hear the music that was pounding in the back ground, or anything else.

She was stood perfectly still, as was Butch. Everything else disappeared and it was just them. Buttercup let herself get caught up in the moment, like she always did with him, and snaked her arms around his neck. She deepened the kiss, feeling his arms wrap around her waist.

"We shouldn't be doing this." Buttercup muttered against his lips. Butch ignored her and continued kissing her. He had waited for this moment for so long. Their third kiss, but one that Buttercup hadn't broken as soon as it started.

Buttercup finally pulled away and looked at him. "Butch, you said you don't have feelings for me..where you lying?" Buttercup asked, more like demanded. She needed to know right now before she let the moment take over her again.

He looked away. "Who can tell these days-"

"Where you lying?" She pressed, interrupting him. Butch looked into her demanding eyes, and he knew this was the moment that would make or break their relationship. He couldn't lie to her again.

"Yes." Buttercup coughed out a gasp. "Look, I'm sorry! I just couldn't risk you never talking to me again. I like you, okay? I have for a while now. I just thought that if I pretended that I didn't and I spent more time with you, you'd start to like me back."

Buttercup's eyes grew. "You can't just do that, Butch! It's like everyone else seems to know about all these feelings you have and all these sacrifices you make for me, everyone except me!"

Butch's expression stayed strong. "Tell me you don't have feelings for me. Right now, tell me."

"I.." She paused.

"I'm not the only one that's hiding something!" He screamed at her. Buttercup's frown turned into a scowl, and it a second he was thrown out of her room. He stood outside her door with an angry expression, and Buttercup was fuming.

"You're fucking crazy!" Buttercup slammed her bedroom door shut. She fell with her back against the door as the loud music pierced her ears. Her eyes darted to the spot of the door beside her, and she felt herself drag herself off of the door. She spun around and opened the door.

Butch was still standing there. His eyes fixed on hers and his expression was soft. Buttercup tilted her head and frowned at him. Seconds of standing perfectly still and saying nothing passed, and Butch decided to take action. He moved forward and seized her lips. Buttercup arms wrapped around his neck and they moved backwards as they kissed.

Her body slammed against the wall, but she didn't feel any pain. The only thing she could feel was his soft lips moving in sync with hers. She felt free. He felt alive. The music was pulsating throughout the room, and suddenly every lyric was about them. Buttercup's body slammed against his as she spun them around and thrashed him against the wall, taking full control.

She found it a great stress release, being able to throw him against a wall without expecting him to fight back. Butch couldn't feel even the slightest amount of pain or distress. He was too happy to feel any negative emotions right now.

Buttercup pulled away and looked him in the eye. There was only a second of pure silence before the trashed at each other again. She pulled him by the shirt and dragged him away from the wall only to throw him back against it. It felt good to get the anger out in a way where she knew she was always in control, and he wouldn't be fighting back any time soon. Still, she felt herself getting less aggressive as her happiness took over.

He was kissing her, and for once, she didn't mind.


Wow, after chapters of build up, it felt good to finally give them a good scene where Buttercup wasn't yelling at him for kissing her. Tell me what you think!

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