I've been working o nit since FOEVER. Happy i finally get the chance to update. Since school is tomorrow, I will be updating MORE no I'm kidding, it will be less. But when i have time I will. Plus I'm working on another story, what do ya think? ENJOY!

I took my shower and put on my party clothes. A black pair of short shorts that compliment my ass, a neon green cut off shirt with slits in it that had 'DANGEROUS' in black bold letters. It showed off my toned abs, and my belly ring. I exited the bathroom to see Butch changing. When he saw me he gingerly covered himself up.

"Oh please, it's not like you have anything I haven't already seen" I placed my bag on the bed and looked back to him. This time I really looked at him. He had a strong jaw, his lips looked so soft… his eyes were the most gorgeous shade of green and so familiar. His hair was a mess on top of his head, but it looked effortlessly cute. My eyes wondered down to see his rock hard abs, toned muscles.

"Like what you see?" he smirked.

"Eh not really, the last guy had better" I looked away slightly blushing, hoping he wouldn't see.

"Oh did he?" He continued to smirk. "Well if I must say, you do look hot"

"Of course I do" He continued to check me out. I walked over to him and lifted his face so his eyes would meet mine.

"Eyes up"

"Well if you just gave me my picture then we would have this problem would w-"He stopped in mid-sentence and stared at me in awe. I gave him a questionable look, and attempted to take a few steps back but I stumbled on my own two feet. He caught my waist and we were in the position of a while. I looked into his eyes…So deep, mesmerizing, like they've always have been…since that day. My eyes widen, it's him! I quickly pulled myself together and pushed away from his arms. "Sorry about that" He mumbles. He gathered his things for a shower

"See you downstairs?" I nod and grabbed my bag.

I quickly go downstairs only to find it empty. I took this golden opportunity to plant my equipment. Right when I finished planting my last sensor I heard a husky voice entering the kitchen. It's Boomer. "Wanna help me make the finger foods?"

"Um does it involve me doing actual cooking?"

"No"

"Ok" I walk into the kitchen to help make small sandwiches, a veggie and fruit tray.

"So how do you like the neighborhood?" I was totally taken back by the question sense I was still in 'kill' mode. I calmed down.

"Um I really haven't been here long enough to know"

"Well let me know, and I pretty sure Butch wouldn't mind showing you around"

I dropped a slice of ham "BUTCH?!", I laughed, "Thanks for the offer but after than beat down in Modern Welfare I doubt he wants to play with me"

Boomer gasped, "You beat him!, finally someone with the skills to".

"Yeah, my buddies and I play all the time. I try to teach my sisters, but they never have time to. We used to be so close, but lately we rarely say 'Good Morning' to each other because we're always on the go" Me having so many missions, Bubbles living the single life and Blossom stuck up Bryan's ass we rarely were together.

"You sound like you miss them" He was so easy to talk to.

"Kinda, so are you and Butch close?"

"I actually have another brother, Brick he should be coming down soon. Actually I'll warn you, I think he's going to use you to make his ex-jealous"

"Why did they break up?"

"She cheated"

"Yeah, I'll go along with it and support the cause as long as things don't get too at of hand"

"He wouldn't have it any other way". As if right on cue, a red-head came down stairs shirtless. He was muscular but not as muscular as Butch. He had a killer smile with blood red eyes. Boomer cleared his throat, "Brick, we have a guest would you MIND putting on a shirt"

"I know we have a guest that's why i came down the stairs shirtless" He walked toward me and took my hand and pressed it against his lips "Pleased to meet you".

I pulled my hand away from his grasp "Stop kissing up to me Boomer already told me, I'll help but if you're gonna act like that then…"

"BOOMER!" He slapped Boomer against the head.

"What the hell Brick! I thought it would be nice for her to know since she seems to have eyes for Butch!"

I gasped, "I DO NOT!" I smacked him upside the head. He rubbed his head in pain and mumbled a few curses.

"Second thought I don't need your help…" he was lingering for my name.

"Buttercup" "Buttercup, cute name by the way but I think I'll go through this alone. If Butch has his eyes on you then I know when to back off".

"You two are acting like I'm his territory, I just met the guy!" When stood in silence for a while. These guys were really weird, but they seemed cool. Boomer and I went back to making sandwiches, while Brick left the kitchen.

"To answer your question, yeah we are close. After our mom died, we realized we only have each other"

"How did she die?" He took a moment to respond, "War".

"I'm so sorry" I felt so sympathetic knowing how it felt to lose a parent. He grunted to response, "I know how it feels to lose a parent. My mom and dad were murdered right before my eyes" Why did I just tell him that?! I don't know why, but it's like he was pulling this information out of me. He is just SO easy to talk to, just like Bubbles. She could get anything out of me, a talent she used well.

"So that's why you live by yourself?"

"Kinda" I'm glad my story all fit together.

"So your parents were murdered so you live with a close family member who was bossy so you move out on your own. Missing you sisters" It made perfect sense! But why is he trying to put my story together?...

"Yeah, crazy life right?"

"We all go through things, Buttercup. I thought my brothers and I had it bad but you clearly take the cake" He slightly smiles.

"Yeah I guess I do". With that, the doorbell rang. Brick answered the door and a group of people came in. Soon after, some music started to play. I helped Boomer set the food out along with drinks.

"Why don't I introduce you to some people"

"No Boom, I'm good. You go enjoy your party. Oh and thanks for the invite" He gave me that Grammy-award winning smile before walking away. I grabbed a drink and found a comfortable spot on the couch. I looked around through the crowd of people who were dancing, laughing, talking and having fun. I stopped when I sound a pair of chocolate brown eyes starring right back at me. I quickly stood up and walked toward those eyes. "MITCH!" I felt his familair warm, stron gmuscles wrap around my waist into a tight hug.

"BC, you look good as usual. What are you doing here?"

I stood on my tippy toes to reach his ear, "On a mission".

He looks around, "Oh yeah, this is such a mission type environment. Be careful, someone might have spiked the punch with rat poisoning."

I hit his arm, "Ed had me do this, and I don't know why I'm here. I didn't really read my packet, I scanned it so".

"No I understand. "

"Why are you here?"

"It's Saturday night, unlike you I have a life so I go out. Tonight I'm out with my girlfriend." I was shocked; Mitch and I have tried the relationship-thing, but we decided to stay friends. Of course we have feelings for each other. Well I did. I wasn't jealous that he had a girlfriend, but I wasn't too happy about the idea either.

I didn't want to seem like a work-o-holic or a loner so, made up a slight lie."How funny, because there's this guy that I'm kinda into is hosting this party"

"But I thought you were on a mission?"

"I have to have fun too, plus its part of my mission so yeah" He nods, not really understanding when suddenly a blonde girl with hazel eyes wraps her arms around Mitch. I wanted to pounce on her and punch her lights out!

"Hey babe, who's this?" Her voice was like nails on chalk board. He kissed her and looked back at me

"Ashley, this is my close friend Buttercup. Buttercup this is my girlfriend Ashley" We exchanged greetings, but I didn't like her. Something about her seemed off.

"Babe, let's go dance" she was whiny and totally not his type, but I'm not jealous. Mitch can date whoever he wants; he nods at me and drags that stick figure onto the dance floor. I rolled my eyes and turned around to walk back to my seat on the couch only to see it was occupied by a couple who were making out. UGH, is everyone here sucking face? Or am I just jealous because I'm not... I make my way toward the kitchen. Should I use this time to scope around and get information?

I walked up the stairs and began searching the other rooms. I saw a dark green door, a burgundy door and a navy blue door and of course the belonged to the boys. I also saw two extra doors that were plain white. I check the hallway for stranglers. I put my ear to the first door and I heard no voices. I quietly opened the door just find another room. 'Probably their dad's room' I thought. I noticed pictures of...female monkeys? What? There dad must be a zoo keeper of something, that would make the most sense. I closed the door and went to the next door. I slowly opened the door and entered quickly, closing the door right behind me. I scanned the room to see if anyone was here with me. It appeared to be empty, but appearances can deceive. I take slow soft steps through the room. It seemed to be a lab, like the one the Professor has at home. A simulator, a wall of different types of weapons, some analyzing equipment, and multiple file folders, desk with a large computer. Then there was a another door. Why would they leave this door open, with so many innocent kids downstairs?

I heard someone charging from behind me and I quickly spread my leg against the ground, tripping whoever it is. They quickly got up to jab me in my gut, but I retaliated in kicking them in the head cause them to fall against a nearby wall. They grabbed what seemed to be a laser gun off the wall and pointed towards me. "Leave" The voice was deep and demanding.

I was up for a fight, "Is that anyway to talk to a guest?"

"More like a trespasser"

"I was invited into this home. Now whats a little laser gun gonna do to me?"

I could see a smirk creep on his face, "Who says this is a laser gun?" He pulls the trigger and a laser came shooting towards me. I easily dodged it, but it hit the wall causing the wall to melt. "I know what you are." My head quickly turned to look at him.

"Well if you wanna be my friend then I have to go to know you too". I charged toward him and then he starting shooting at me. He had horrible aim, I kicked the gun out of his hand and it slid across the floor. He tried to attack me, but I pinned him to the wall. I got closer to his face, to see he had cold black eyes and needed to shave. I pulled him into the light, he was a monkey…half man half monkey. I gave a confused look, he head butted me causing me to fall back and letting him go. He ran to a wall and pressed some button. I quickly got up, and I heard footstep coming up the stairs. The monkey held a gun at my head and the door bust open revealing the bodies.

"Get her!" He demanded to three bodies standig in the doorway. I quickly moved toward the monkey-man and put a force-field around us.

"What do you know" My voice was serious and leathal. I was in 'kill' mode, and nothing would stop me. As a response the monkey creature spit on me. I simply grabbed is skull between in hands and twisted it. His body fell limp. I removed the force field and turned away from the people in the room. "I would love to play, but I got to go. Don't worry I'll be back" I transported myself into Butch's room. Luckily none of the couples downstairs made their way up here. I sat on the bed and gathered everything that just happened in my head. I went into the bathroom to fix my hair. My ponytail was altered; hair was slipping from under the band so I decided to let my hair down. It fell in slight waves down my back. I splash water on my face to see the bruise on my head starting to form. That monkey and his minions are gonna pay, just as I was about to leave the room Butch came in.

"What are you doing up here?"

I quickly made up a story. "Clumsy me, I bumped my head and I came up here to make sure I was ok. I didn't think it would be a problem" I tried to sound innocent and sweet.

"No it's fine", he moved closer to me to examine the bruise, "what did you hit?" I shrugged, He was so close to me I was able to breathe him in. He smelled like freshly cut grass, as if an instinct I stepped a bit closer to him. He noticed me step closer to him, "You let your hair down". He ran his fingers through my raven hair.

"Yeah, my ponytail was giving me a headache. Wait. Why are you up here?"

"My room, I don't have to have a reason"

"Aw, a girl downstairs rejected you?"

He played along, "I don't want to talk about it. But seriously I'm not really interested in the girl's downstairs even though they probably wouldn't say that same" I raised an eyebrow in response.

"So you three are like the three most wanted guys at your school?" He smirked, "exactly. But I haven't found the girl that really stands out, you know?"

Of course I could relate."Yeah, you date some people who remotely stands out but you find out that they are just like the rest".

He nodded, not breaking eye contact with me "Maybe I'm looking in the wrong places"

"Maybe" Just them we turned to see Boomer in the doorway, out of breathe.

"Butch. Get downstair. Now. There's a fight" Butch quickly rushed past Boomer leaving me with a funny gut feeling. I felt my cheeks get hot, "and you say you don't have a thing for him" Boomer smirked as he walked away. I shrugged it off and quickly headed downstairs to fight. I push past the crowd to get a better look. I see the stick-figure close to the brawl, crying. That idiot! I shake my head and look to see who exactly were fighting. I move a bit closer to see Brick fighting…MITCH!