Butch was watching a flying milk carton aim at his head. He ducks to avoid the carton, which spills against Boomer's shirt instead of him. Before Boomer could verbally protest, an array of food was flung throughout the cafeteria but mainly toward them.
Butch was caught with a plate Spaghetti while Brick was hit by a ham and turkey sandwich with mayonnaise and mustard.
Blossom and Bubbles watch in horror as the once pristine cafeteria metamorphosed to a sloppy mess. The students displayed absolutely no mercy for Butch and his brothers.
The excitement and rush of adrenaline eventually prompts Blossom and Bubbles to take part in the food fight.
Buttercup patiently and catiously waits for her time to strike the young man. Butch unknowingly slips near her table, which provides her the perfect opportunity to enact her plan. She tightly grasps her tray, twists to face him and smacks him directly in the face with her tray full of food.
Butch had barely avoided the banana peel and fell face forward in to something soft and mushy. He wipes his face clean with one of his hands and surveys the hysteria in the cafeteria. Butch identified Buttercup among the students and noticed that she was unharmed by any of the food. She seemed to be calm and quiet amongst the chaos of the food fight.
'That sneaking little bitch! She planned the whole thing!' He angrily shouted but could not help but to admire that she made a full-proof food fight.
After a couple of minutes passed, the police swarmed the interior of Pokey Oaks High cafeteria.
They had to forcefully kick down the cafeteria's doors. The sound of their vice-principal was heard over the students ramboutious commotion.
"Who is responsible for this mess?" He demands as he sidesteps the food that graces the cafeteria floor.
Everyone exchange looks among each other with an astonish expression on their face at the vice principal's question.
None of them spoke, not even the strict rule follower Blossom, was going to reveal who initially started the food fight.
"Well then if none of you are going to tell me then…" He steps forward and suddenly slips on a banana peel. Everyone burst out in a fit of laughter at his slip up.
"That's it! Everyone is on cleaning duty!" The vice-principal loudly proclaims while on his back.
"Maybe we can use your head as the waxer." Buttercup merely mumbles under breath, which causes everyone to laugh again. The vice-principal only held his tongue at the comment.
"I want this cafeteria completely spotless when I come back! There are cleaning supplies in the side closet. If you need more there are some in the kitchen!" The vice-principal abruptly declares as the students verbally groans since they had to clean up the cafeteria.
Blossom's natural leadership abilities instantly kicked in after the chaos ceased. She starts to delegate tasks to everyone in order to make the job easier.
Buttercup verbally disagreed because she was assigned to the cleaning group with the jackass himself, Butch.
"Sorry Buttercup but everyone else is doing their job. Take one for the team." Blossom simply explains while she picks up a dark color hand-towel and a gray bucket.
"I don't take one for the team, they take one for me." She corrects her when she grabs a mop and the bucket.
"Looks like we're in the same cleaning group." Butch stated the obvious after Buttercup made her way over to where he was.
"Whoop de freaking do," She sarcastically counters as she glides the wet mop head against the tiles.
"I know you're the one who put that whole food fight in order for me." Butch alleges while he searches for the slightest movement that would give her away.
"I don't know what you're talking about." She replies while she guides the mop around the seats at one of the circular tables.
'No fast pulse or panic. She's a pretty good liar.' He inwardly concludes about the raven hair girl's personality
"You planned it perfectly. You knew that our entire homeroom would share the same lunch today. You told your gang when and what time to be here to lock the doors so I would receive all the food I deserve." He details her plans.
"You can't con a con man, chick." He adds with the silent hope that that would get under her skin.
'I got to control my anger. The slightest jerk will give me away.' She mentally calms herself down.
The raven hair teen then straightens up and wipes the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand.
"My name ain't chick! It's Buttercup Utonium and you buddy boy aren't a con man." She simply rebuttals to his accusation.
"You think I would come to any random school without doing my research?" He abruptly interjects with a solemn expression on his face.
"You're known as the "Jaded Warrior". You defeated some powereful senior and now reign as this school's leader. Even if you're new to this school, they're quickly warned about you." Butch reveals, which instantly catches Buttercup's attention.
She clenches the stick of the mop, props her chin against the head of the mop, and stares at Butch.
"Not to mention, that you have some powers that people outside of Townsville aren't aware of. So now since you have no more challenges then you result to petty crimes." He finishes his report about Buttercup.
"I haven't heard that nickname in a long time." She dazingly mutters to herself before she returns here attention back to Butch.
"So Butch, are you here to take my title away from me?" Buttercup pondered since she was silently thrilled to engage in a challenge.
"No not yet," Butch lips as he ceases mopping and mimics Buttercup's stance. "I like to get to know my enemy first before I defeat them, surely you understand this?"
"For someone who thinks they are a con mn, you're not as sneaky as you make yourself out to be." She asserted with a composed expression present on her face.
"I already knew you were the one, who had blew the game on purpose. I merely exacted my revenge on you. Clearly, you enjoyed that mystery meat." She was revealing while resuming cleaning the floor.
"Ah, so you were the one behind this Buttercup." He declared as if he had found a hidden treasure.
"Did I ever deny it? I simply answered your question with another question." Buttercup clarified as she slapped him across the face with the mop's head.
"Blossom, did you just see that? Buttercup is actually flirting with the new boy!" Midori implies as Blossom casts her sights to Buttercup's area.
"Yo, Boomer," Brick says as he elbows the blonde boy on his left. "Looks like Butch is having some fun over there with that girl from earlier."
Buttercup watches as the now wet raven hair boy dries his face off with a spare hand-towel.
"I guess Butch is a wet blanket now?" She jokes before she laughes at the boy in front of her.
Butch ignores the joke, treads forward, pauses in front of Buttercup and whispers "At least I won't have to wear a skirt next week."
He removes himself from in front of her and strolls off to clean a different section of the cafetria. Buttercup remained silent the rest of the time that the had to clean the cafeteria.
The vice-principal and a police officer patrols each section of the cafeteria and examines the final touches.
"Not bad," He compliments their efficent work on the set task.
"...however if there is another food fight with no witnesses willing to yield information then I will have no choice but to call this a riot and have each and everyone of you locked up. Do I make myself clear?" He loudly threatens the group in front of him.
"You all are dismissed to your last period class of the day." The vice principal prompts them of their next direction.
They all verbally groan at the announcement and literally toss their cleaning supplies in the closet.
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Buttercup was currently bored out of her mind in her last period class so she simply stared out of the broken glass window. A small smile graced her face once the breeze blew against her cheeks before she remembered the conversation she and Butch had from earlier.
'How dare that jackass bring up that old nickname?' Buttercup abruptly thinks with a frown present on her face.
The final school bell rings as it signals to her that it was finally time to go home.
The sight of red hair enters her vision when she registers that it was her close friend, not including her sisters.
"Midori," She catches the girl off guard as she was about to exit through the school's front entrance.
The girl, who name is Midori, stops in the middle of her stride, spins around, distinguishes Buttercup among the afternoon traffic, and asks, "Yeah, what is it?"
"Have you seen Blossom? I was wondering if she was going to stay for her mentoring program today?" Buttercup inquries to Midori right before the subject of her question sprints in her direction.
"I guess you found her. See you later, you two!" Midori waves the two sisters off as she blends in with all the other anxious students, who awaits to go home.
"So are you going to stay for your peer tutoring today?" Buttercup repeats her question again.
"Hm," Blossom brings her finger and presses it against chin, "I guess so. Mr. Uzi had requested me to stay at the last minute because we have someone new."
"I guess I'll have to come back and pick you up then." Buttercup informs Blossom before she breaks away from her sister and head to her intended destination.
She already knew that Bubbles was busy with the Drama Club and opted to take the bus to get home.
As Buttercup walkes outside she observes Maurice drives out of the parking, 'I should melt his freaking tires with my heat vision.'
'...but then again he isn't use to seeing me in the afternoon since I would have some kind of practice.'
'...instead they cancelled it for today.'
"Damn it! How in the hell am I going to get home!" She loudly shouts.
She honstly did not feel like physically walking or flying home. There was no other form of transportation present at the school, so she intially starts to walk.
Butch amusingly watches Buttercup walks instead of fly home, 'She's a strange one. Yes, she is.'
His thoughts soon consists of his brothers, 'Brick has that mentoring program. Boomer is off somewhere.'
Butch unknowingly peers down and sees an exta helmet dangle off the ends of his bike.
'It's just might be my lucky day today.' He inwardly assumes as a smirk stretches across his face.
He cranks the engine of his bike, which produces the vibations that makes the bike come to life.
Buttercup silently relishes the peace and quiet of her little walk. She glanced upward at the sky and was throughly entertained by the white clouds that dotted the sky with its softness and puffiness.
The familiar purr of an engine was heard as she automatically identified, who was riding behind her.
"You know it's not safe for a young woman as cute as yourself to be walking all by yourself. You just might get groped and taken advantage of." She catches wind of Butch's irritating voice.
"Leave me alone, you jackass!" Buttercup loudly hollers over the noisy engine in his direction. She starts to increase her walking pace so she would not see his ugly mug.
"No matter how fast you go I will be right there behind…you." Butch remarks with a cocky smirk on his face.
Buttercup faces him with a similar smik before she abruptly launches down the side of the sidewalk with a lime green streak behind here.
'I knew she was going to do that.' He inwardly concludes since he would have done the same thing, minus the lime green streak.
Butch simply revs up his bike's engine as he commence his pursuit of the black hair female.
Buttercup had reached the front yard of her house in mere seconds and barely felt winded.
She swiftly scans her current surroundings and happily assumes, 'I guess I left the jackass eating my dust.'
The sudden roar of a bike's engine rings her ears and throughout her head.
'You've got to be freaking kidding me! There's no freaking way possible that he could have kept up with me unless he has...' She inwardly infers as she slowly turnabouts and detects the infamous jackass on his black bike cruising down the street.
Butch coasts to where Buttercup currently stands, kicks down the kick stand, and leans against the metallic peg.
"I told you no matter how fast you go I will be right behind you." He repeats his statement, which causes a slight blush to flash across her face.
"It seems as if you have some time to kill before you have to go back to pick your sisters up." Butch speaks up as he twists the key to the bike away from him.
"First of all, how do you know that I needed to kill time? Second of all, how were you able to keep up with me?" She questions the boy, who only raises one of his index finger to his lips.
"Shush, it's my litttle secret okay." He whispers after he removes his fingers from against his lips, "So what do you say?"
Buttercup suddenly feels her cellphone vibrate against her right leg. She digs the item out of her pocket, checks the caller ID and recognizes the number.
'School Leaders, there's a meeting in the following week to discuss about the future fights that is suppose to occur during the up and coming weeks of the school year. Meet us at the regular address to discuss further information on the situation.' Buttercup mentally reads the text with her eyes.
Butch surveys her reaction to the text and could sense that something was not right.
"The least I can do is thank you for walking me home." She comments as she returns her cell phone to her back pocket.
"Can I at least use your bathroom?" Butch abruptly asks her since he suddenly had the urge to use the restroom.
Buttercup merely rolls her eyes at the boy's attempt to check out her house, "I'm sorry but our plumbing is being fixed today so we have no running water."
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"Ms. Utonium this will be the new mentee." Mr. Uzi states as her attention turns to face someone in a red v-neck shirt with black pants and red tennis shoes.
"Mr. Uzi, you have got to be kidding me!" Blossom promptly declares oncce she recognizes who it was.
"Ms. Utonium, you're the only person capable of handling this case. All of the other students adamantly refused the challenge." Mr. Uzi informs her about the other's decision as she mulls over his statement for a while.
'A challenge?' She ponders to herself.
Mr. Uzi saw that spark in her eyes and he knew she could handle the problem.
"Thank you, Blossom," He happily proclaims before he encloses her in a hug, which was considered out of professional behavior.
"Oh…it's no problem…Mr. Uzi," Blossom simply replies as she tries to fight down a blush from the suddeness of his movement.
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Author's Note:
07.15.16 Major editing revision