AN: so sorry for the long wait! Enjoy the chapter :)

Butch's POV

I woke up from yet another nightmare. The same one I had been having every night. I couldn't stop dreaming of my counterpart going out with other guys. It seemed crazy to hate the idea of her with anyone else since we were on opposite sides of the law, but I had always felt an attraction to her. She wasn't like other girls. She was always a challenge when we fought and all of our matches could go either way. I came to respect- no, admire the spunky girl.

I looked at my phone and realized it was too late to go back to sleep. I sighed and got up to go for a walk around Townsville. I tried to clear my mind, but my thoughts always jumped back to her. A picture of her came to my mind and I couldn't help but to appreciate how well she grew up.

Happy music and the squeals of children pulled me out of my daydreams. It was a little late… early for the carnival to still be open. It was 4 in the morning! I shrugged and decided to walk around the surprisingly packed carnival. It was almost as if everyone was here to see something or someone.

It wasn't long before I came to a large crowd. I had to spin someone around to face me to get their attention.

"Tell me what's going on!" The man who looked to be in his early 20's sent me a huge, excited grin.

"The Powerpuff Girls Are here doing a charity fundraiser! Buttercup was stuck on the night shift. She's so fuckin hot I swear!" I growled at the last comment and started pushing through the crowd.

"Hey dude! Wait your turn!" I glared and grabbed the teen by his collar.

"My turn for what? What's going on?" The teen raised a brow in confusion.

"You didn't know? Bubbles forced the girls to do a charity fundraiser and Buttercup suggested they set up a kissing booth at the carnival. Apparently she meant it as a joke, but her sisters went along with it." I felt my temper flare at the thought of her kissing all of these people. This was literally my worst nightmare! I began to push past people faster and more desperately until I got to the front.

My attitude dissolved and I stared at her in admiration as she gently kissed a kindergartener on the cheek. It always baffled me how she could be so violent and fierce in battles and still have such a sweet and loving side to her.

After the kid left, she looked back up and made direct eye contact with me. Her perfectly arched brow rose in confusion.

"Butch? You're here to donate to charity?" I frowned at her statement. She was extremely hot, extremely funny, and extremely tough, and extremely athletic, but the poor girl was not really that sharp.

"No way! I'm here to stop you from kissing everyone!" She cocked her head in the most adorable way possible. Her now long hair gently brushed her face and her bangs moved to the side, her bright eyes sparkling in the carnival lights.

"But I'm doing that for charity…" I mentally face palmed and walked up to her.

"I know that! I don't want you to do that anymore. I don't like you kissing other people! I'll pay you a thousand dollars as you can just kiss me a thousand times!" She scrunched her face in the cutest way and started counting on her fingers.

"Butch that's a lot of money. Do you even have that much?" I looked down regretfully and pulled out a dollar.

"No…" She smiled at me.

"Butch why don't you make a donation to charity and wait until I finish here so you can talk to me then. You're kinda holding up the line." I frowned. She really wasn't getting it. I shoved the dollar in her soft hand and pulled her into a passionate kiss that she returned with the same amount of passion. I went to deepen the kiss, but she pulled away.

"Okay Butch, I'll talk to you when I'm finished here." I clenched my jaw and glared at all the people in line.

"Why can't you understand what I'm saying to you? I don't want you to kiss other people because I only want you to kiss me." She shook her head in confusion.

"Sorry Butch I can't think right now, just tell me when I'm finished." I watched bitterly as the next guy came up with a dollar and received a kiss that was very similar to mine. Weren't these supposed to be quick pecks or something? Did she really have to actually kiss all of them?

I felt more and more sick as I watched her fully kiss multiple men and even a few girls, which was actually kinda hot. It was pretty cute when the little kids came up because she was actually really good with them.

It felt like eons before she finally finished and the crowd cleared due to the sun coming up and the carnival closing. I watched her yawn and grab her lockbox full of money. She froze in her tracks and walked over to me.

"You actually stayed? It's been," she looked at her phone, "a long time." I nodded and gently grabbed her hand.

"Buttercup I was trying to tell you that I didn't want you kissing all of those people because I…" I trailed off, not sure if I wanted to tell her.

"You really hate charity that much? But you donated! Remember? You gave me-" I cut her off.

"No. I don't hate charity. I was trying to say it was because I like you. Not like a friend and not like a sparring partner. I like like you. I didn't want to watch you kiss those people because I want to be the only one to kiss you Buttercup. That's what I was trying to tell you." She let out that adorable laugh of hers.

"Why didn't you just say so!" She had to be joking. Instead of trying to reason with her further, I pulled her in and kissed her again, but this time with more passion. She returned it like she did the last time, but this time around, she allowed me to deepen it. Her tongue worked wonders and I felt smug knowing that at least nobody else got that from her. We continued our little makeout until she pulled away for air.

"I like you too Butch. I just needed to make charity money. We'll find another kind of fundraiser next time." She leaned in and kissed me again before flying off. I let a dreamy smile crawl onto my face. I wouldn't be having those nightmares for a while.