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Chapter 4

(Buttercup's P.O.V)

I looked down, horrified at the attire I was being forced to wear. The dress was green, and that was the only good thing about it.

"Hurry Buttercup, I'm going to take yours sisters downstairs. We'll meet you in the dinning room." Alisha said hurriedly as I heard her drag my sisters down the hall.

I looked into the mirror and cringed, high-heels, really? What did I ever do to deserve this?

Shucking the dress I ran towards my wardrobe, picking out black jeans and a white t-shirt. I threw the high-heels to the back of the wardrobe, hiding them from sight. I picked up my black converses and quickly laced them up.

I knew that I was going to get into trouble, but, it was kind of worth it. I really wanted to see the look on everyone's face as I turned up wearing skinny jeans while they were all in formal wear.

It'll teach my dad to make me do something that I don't want to, but I'll also probably get grounded for life.

(Alisha's P.O.V)

I tugged Blossom and Bubbles downstairs, hoping that Buttercup would do as her father requested. I loved the girls, I truly did. That's why I'd hate for her to get into trouble, but, when she wants something, she gets it. So, it wouldn't exactly be a surprise if she had burnt the dress.

I pushed the doors to the dinning room open, seeing the Jojo's and King Utonium seated around a large oak table. I heard the girls gulp, and I held their hands as I took them towards their chairs.

Once they had sat down, the King nodded for me to leave, so I made my way towards the doors. Just as I was about to open them, a raven haired girl stepped out in front of me.

(Butch's P.O.V)

The maid entered the room, followed by a blonde haired, blue eyed girl and a ginger haired, pink eyed girl. The maids eyes trailed to the King, she looked slightly worried about something.

He nodded at her to leave and she made her way towards the doors. I looked back over to the girls, they looked, well, boring? Their dressed were to traditional, they looked like they had stepped out of a fairytale book. And, to be frank, that's not my type of person.

There was a load bang as the doors swung open, revealing a medium height, feisty looking girl.

She smirked as she looked the King in the eyes, making her way over to one of the chairs, she sat directly in front of me.

(Buttercup's P.O.V)

I got some strange looks as I walked in, the most horrified had to be Alisha's. She all but ran past me as I entered the room, clearly not wanting to be apart of the fight that was bound to go down between me and my dad.

My sisters stared at me, looking wary. Not that they had a problem with the way I dressed, heck, even they hated the whole dress-up shit. But, I guess they just didn't think I would pull something like this when the Jojo's were to be staying with us. Not that I cared, I mean, why should I? And its not like I can be told off for this, I mean, I was always told to be my own person, was I not?

So, this is just me being my own individual. But, somehow, I don't think that excuse is going to work.

The dinner was tense, both my dad and King Jojo were glaring at me, my dad looked as though he wanted to scream the place down.

"So," Mojo - King Jojo - started. "why is your child allowed to get away with such things?" He questioned.

My dad suddenly turned away from me, and, to be honest, he looked a little pissed at the question.

"Excuse me?"

"Well, my children would never do anything so disrespectful." He commented. And suddenly, my dads view on things changed. He looked at me, his eyes pleading for forgiveness.

"Well, you obviously don't allow your children to be individuals."

And, that my friend's, is how the night just got a whole lot tenser.

So, that's chapter 4... Please R&R