Hey! Guess what?! I'm not dead!
I know it's been, what, a month?
But bear with me, tennis is almost over, so I'm going to have more time after school.
Unfortunately, school won't be over in a while. :P
Thanx to cathyrulez3000, XKeaxLaylaX, and DC for reviewing!
Though I highly doubt they still will, it's been a while... hee
Buttercup dropped to her knees, breathing heavily. She gasped for air as a figure slowly blocked her view from the blinding sun. The shadow didn't help with the heat though. Buttercup looked tiredly up to the deep purple eyes.
"Well, that was better than yesterday." Bastet sighed, crossing her arms. For the past week, Buttercup and Butch has been going through intense training. So far it has been physical training. Sure it was hard, but what dreaded the greens were the patience and control training that they would have to undergo later.
Buttercup spat at the sand and stood up, taking the canteen Bastet handed her. She glared at the purple girl when the canteen lacked water. Bastet shrugged and walked towards Butch who was sprawled on a heap of sand.
She kicked Butch's side, gently-ish , waking him up. "Butch, you're turn."
Butch groggily got up, rubbing at his eyes. In a split second, there was a flash of purple, and he was back on the hot sand. He rubbed at his butt. Bastet frowned at him. "Too slow."
Butch then shot up in the sky, evading Bastet's purple energy shots. Buttercup sat on the sand, watching Butch. She frowned when he got hit again. The green puff sighed, and decided to watch Bastet instead. She couldn't believe that after four training sessions, she hasn't taken a break. She's been whipping them like cattle since early that morning, and by the looks, and heat, from the sun, it was already the afternoon.
It was surprising, at first, the power Bastet held. She, and apparently Sekhmet's, powers focused more on energy. She can create energy blasts, throw energy disks, and make energy bubble shields for a period of time.
Butch kept evading Bastet's energy disks, the space between them lengthening. Then Bastet got into a pose and targeted the ruff. Buttercup sighed knowing what was going to happen. A purple beam shot from the palms of Bastet's hand and went strait for Butch. Butch tried to evade, but was hit dead on. Butch fell onto the sand once more.
Bastet sighed and yelled so he could hear her. "Remember what I told you Butch, if you're opponent specializes in long ranged attacks, it's best to get close to them so their attack wouldn't be so effective. We've been practicing for a while already and you still haven't adjusted to the kind of opponent I am!"
Butch got up and wiped his mouth tiredly. Buttercup couldn't help but feel a trickle of sympathy for him, that and the trickles of her sweat. It's hard to get beaten so badly and looked down upon by someone you find a peer in, and it was just such a turnover. When they went to Egypt, Buttercup was hoping for a quick, yet very entertaining and challenging, battle from this 'God of Death' and be home by a week. Now a week later, they haven't even seen the god. Instead they were training, and it's hard, for the toughest out of their siblings, to be treated like this. Boy, did she underestimate.
The green puff pulled her knees to her chest and told herself not to cry. She felt weak, and was trying hard not to get upset.
"Damn it!" Butch muttered as he got up and lowered his eyebrows at Bastet. Butch felt the same as Buttercup, but was more angry then helpless. He saw his failure during training, and being trained over all, as a punch to his ego, and what made it worst, it was from a girl.
The purple girl shielded her eyes and looked up to the blazing sun, she made sure her breath was steadied, as to not show any sign of weakness to her comrades. I should really stop, This is cutting it to close. Bastet looked towards Buttercup and Butch. "Okay, that's it for today."
Buttercup rose quickly and flew back to the oasis, trying to prevent them, especially Butch, from seeing the tears that succeeded to escape her eyes.
Butch frowned. "What? Why? I just started my round." He asked, flying over.
Bastet glanced back to the sun. "Uh, It's really hot and I don't want to push you two too much." She said, kicking her self mentally for letting that little stutter slip. Before she can fly away, Butch grabbed her arm. "What?" She asked bluntly.
He gave her a curious look. "It's been this hot for days. What's the real reason?"
Bastet lowered her eyebrows at the green ruff. "If you must know, I'm getting tired."
Butch let go of her arm, his expression blank. Then he burst into loud laughter. He pointed at her and smiled. "You're kidding me right? You're saying, after five days, you finally get tired?" He chuckled.
Bastet crossed her arms. "No. I just think the sun is too hot today, and if I'm starting to get tired, then so are you!"
The green ruff frowned. "What's that supposed to mean?" He asked angrily.
"It means, you are weaker than me!" Bastet shouted in his face, emphasizing the word 'weaker'. Before she knew it, she was thrown twenty feet away. She sat up, wiped her cheek, and gave Butch a steely glare. "What the hell was that for!" She was so mad she can already feel the tingly sensation of energy in her fingers.
Butch stood there, electricity bouncing in his hands. "I'll show you who's weak!" He yelled back at her. He then started running towards her.
Bastet got up and into a defensive stance quickly. She glanced back at the sun and nervously looked back at Butch. Butch howled as he jumped into the air, arm back, his fist ready to perform an electric punch. As soon as he started to swing, a red force pushed him back.
Bastet blinked and turned to see that Sekhmet was next to her, her arm extended defensively. Butch got up and snarled at the woman. "What's up with that?"
The purple eyed girl gave Sekhmet a curious look, thinking the same thing. For the past week, Sekhmet was kind of roaming around. Occasionally, she would observe their training, but for half the time, she would complain, or argue, about the time they're wasting, claiming that there is no use in training, which pissed Butch and Buttercup off to no end.
Butch shouted again, lightning pumping through his arms. "Get out of the way Sekmot, you don't want to get electrocuted." He shouted. Bastet rolled her eyes as Sekhmet stood her ground. "Fine, Don't say I didn't warn you." Butch yelled as he threw bolts towards them.
Sekhmet grabbed Bastet and jumped out of the way. The two Egyptians quickly recovered and went into a battle stance. Sekhmet waved her arms in front of her, a red light trailing her hands, and within seconds, she constructed a bow with arrows. The taller woman started shooting red energy arrows as Bastet threw purple energy disks.
Butch jumped out of the way, an arrow just getting the side of his right arm. He clenched his teeth in pain. "No fair, two against one, what is this?"
The two ignored his questions and kept attacking him. Sekhmet glanced at Bastet, who's throws started to decrease in speed and numbers. Beads of sweat formed on the purple girl's brow.
Butch noticed Sekhmet's pause and took that as an invitation. He swooped down towards the clearly weak Bastet, aiming for another punch. Sekhmet again shielded her and jump-kicked Butch away.
Butch rolled and got into an offensive position. Sekhmet stood there, in front of an on-looking Bastet. She too got into a stance, and together, she and Butch ran towards each other. Butch punched and kicked as hard as he can, trying to afflict some damage. Sekhmet blocked and evaded, making it seem easy. She then found an opening and force pushed him back a couple feet, hitting him at his abdomen.
Butch coughed and looked up at the taller lady. She looked at him expressionless. "Remember to be patient, and not to get ahead of one's self." And with that, she flew back towards the oasis.
Bastet ran over to Butch and helped him up. "That wasn't fair you know." He said stubbornly, as they flew back to the oasis. But Bastet hardly noticed, she was still thinking about Sekhmet and the randomness in her act.
"Uh, Bast?" Butch asked, as they landed near the spring. Bastet continued to stare, her thoughts floating through her head. Butch grinned and decided that it was a great opportunity to push her into the spring. Just as he was about to, Bastet side stepped and watched Butch fall in instead.
The purple girl crossed her arms. "What do you want?"
Butch spit water out. "Damn cat-like reflexes." He turned back to Bastet and blinked. "What was that back there. Are you two all buddy-buddy now?"
Bastet looked towards the entrance of the cave. "I don't know."
Buttercup smiled as she ate a spoon full of beef stew. The kind from a can. Heat vision sure does come handy sometimes. The green puff looked at Sekhmet and offered her spoon. "Want some?" Sekhmet wrinkled her nose as she sniffed the soup. Buttercup rolled her eyes. "Just try it. It's good."
Sekhmet frowned. "I will not." She said simply.
Buttercup shrugged. "Whatever." She then took another spoonful, and caught Sekhmet watching from the corner of her eye. She smiled. "MMMMMM." She said loudly.
Sekhmet watched as Buttercup ate another spoonful of the steaming hot, thick soup. The green puff quickly spooned another bowl and handed it to her. "I know you want some, just try it."
"Uh, Thank you." Sekhmet said as she slowly ate a chunk of beef. "MMMM." She said quietly, imitating Buttercup. She looked towards the young puff and smiled. "This is delicious." She said after swallowing. She then quickly spooned a potato and carrot, almost shoving it into her mouth.
Buttercup watched, her mouth agape. She smiled. She actually smiled. For like, the first time. Bastet and Butch walked into the cave, grabbing the attention of both Sekhmet and Buttercup. Buttercup cocked an eyebrow at the soaked Butch. "Why are you dripping wet? You didn't train that hard that you sweated that much, did you?" She said laughing.
"Ha. Ha. She pushed me into the spring." The green ruff replied, putting the blame on Bastet.
Bastet stared at him. "I did not- oh whatever." She started. "Sekhmet-" Sekhmet looked up, her mouth full of beef stew. Bastet slowly turned towards Buttercup. "What did you do to her?" Buttercup just shrugged and finished her soup, drinking it from the bowl. The purple girl shook her head. "Sekhmet, may I speak to you over there."
The woman looked sadly at her bowl of soup. She forced her hands to put it down and walked with Bastet a bit away from the others. Buttercup then started to giggle, hoping it wasn't loud enough for them to hear.
"What's wrong with you?" Butch asked, putting a dry shirt on.
"She loves the soup."
Butch smiled. "So do I." He said, taking Sekhmet's leftover bowl.
Buttercup stopped laughing and grinned at Butch. "You did hear me clearly, right? She loves the soup."
"So?"
Butch brought the bowl to his face, drinking the soup. "How angry do you think she'll be if she knew you ate it?" Buttercup wondered aloud. She grinned again as Butch dropped the empty bowl.
Butch looked nervously towards Bastet and Sekhmet at the other side of the cave. He raised an eyebrow. "Hey Buttercup, their hugging."
"What?" Buttercup said, looking over too. Indeed, the two were sharing an embrace. "Do you see that? Is that tears on Bastet's face."
"What does this mean?"
"I don't know. Here they come."
Bastet and Sekhmet walked back and sat down with the two greens. Though the tears in Bastet's eyes were previously wiped away, her face was still wet.
"What's going on?" Buttercup asked anxiously.
"Oh nothing. We just finally made amends." Bastet sniffled.
"What do you mean 'finally'?" Butch asked, trying to hide the empty bowl. The two turned their head towards him.
Bastet glanced at Sekhmet. "You see, back before I was destroyed. Sekhmet and I, kind of got into a disagreement."
"About what?"
"It was on the conversation of which of the two of us would rule which of the two kingdoms in Egypt." Sekhmet answered.
"Then you two got into a war?" Buttercup guessed.
Bastet and Sekhmet turned their heads again. Bastet rose an eyebrow. "Actually, that's correct."
"So which one ruled which?" Butch asked. The two turned their heads again. Apparently they were switching off questions.
Sekhmet indicated to herself. "I rule the upper kingdom…"
"And I rule the lower." Bastet finished.
"Who determined that?"
"Well, our powers." Bastet guessed. "You see, She's light, and I'm shadow."
Butch and Buttercup tilted their heads. "Really?" They asked in unison.
The two nodded. "Yes, you see, we both share similarities. I am represented by a lioness." Sekhmet said.
"And I'm the cat." Bastet added. "And we are both opposites; light, darkness, sun, moon, etc."
"But why? Is it because of the goddesses, you were named after?"
"Well, kind of…" Bastet started.
"In a way. In the past, we were just like you, but because of our origins and how unlikely it was to believe in being born from a mysterious dark liquid, we were thought of and treated as Goddesses." Sekhmet said.
"I guess since we grew up like that, we kind of really believed it." Bastet replied.
Buttercup blinked. She gave the Egyptians each a curious look. "Wait a second, Sekhmet's like us?"
Bastet rolled her purple eyes. "Well duh! How else is one to be born with super powers? A vat of toxic? Pfft! That will kill ya. Listen, this is real life, and what ever happens in comic books or tv shows are absolutely fiction."
Butch rose an eyebrow at his counterpart. He leaned towards her and whispered. "Aren't we a tv show?"
The green girl gave Butch a 'You're crazy look' and turned back to Bastet. "So if Sekhmet was created from chemical X too, in the past that is, did she encounter Him like you, Brix, and Bes did?"
Bastet cocked an eyebrow. She looked up at the taller woman. "I don't know, did you Sekhmet?"
Sekhmet looked away in thought and looked back at the children. "It was so long ago, but I think I did. I, of course, refused his offer of becoming powerful and joining forces, but that's all I remember."
"He didn't eliminate you?" The purple girl asked.
Sekhmet looked away again, and shook her head. "No, he didn't."
"Of course not, She's still here today, as old as she was before, or older, but she doesn't look that old…" Butch ranted.
"That's true, why didn't he kill Sekhmet?" Buttercup wondered aloud.
Bastet and Sekhmet shared a look. "It doesn't matter, she's here, we're here, Osiris is, somewhere, and we have to defeat him. We have to keep training."
Sekhmet bowed her head. "I apologize for distracting with the tales of our past."
Buttercup smiled. "No big deal, I'm glad you two made up. Right now, all we should be thinking about is Osiris and our training."
Butch, along with his counterpart, both got up and looked back to Bastet. "Come on Bast, let's get a training!" He said, walking towards the entrance.
Bastet bit her lip. "Don't you guys want to train when it gets cooler out… maybe even darker..?" She mumbled.
The greens gave her a curious look when Sekhmet stood up and walked with them. "I think it is time for you two to show me all that you have learned today, and I can possibly help you."
"Time to show you our skills aye?" Butch smirked.
"Let's do it!" Buttercup said, excitedly pumping her fist in the air.
As the greens ran out the cave, Bastet gave Sekhmet an appreciated smile. Sekhmet smiled back, but when she turned her head to the mouth of the cave, no one saw her worried expression.
"Bastet… Bastet wake up…"
Bastet pushed her sleep interrupter and turned away from them.
"Bastet wake up!" The voice said, more stern and loud.
Bastet frowned, she sat up quickly and rubbed at her eyes. "What?" She asked sleepily.
"Didn't you say today's the day?" Buttercup quickly questioned, shaking Bastet's shoulder, trying to encourage energy.
Bastet sighed, she has forgotten. It's been three days since her amends with Sekhmet, and she had to admit, the kid's has gotten way better. Buttercup has grown comfortable, especially around Sekhmet, and Butch has learned to control his mental decisions and physical abilities. With their improvement in their skills, Sekhmet encouraged them to attack the next day.
As the purple girl pulled a clean shirt on, Sekmet walked in. "We should be going now. We don't want to spent too much time, we must finish this before sundown." With that, the taller Egyptian hurried out of the cave.
"She's in a hurry. What's up her ass?" Butch asked, packing his belongings. Bastet gave him a nasty look and turned back to the cave opening.
"She's right, we should get moving." She sighed. She noticed it too. For the past few days, Sekhmet has been acting, strange. She seemed, impatient, nervous, jumpy almost. Bastet shook her thoughts off, and followed the group towards the open desert.
Butch glanced behind him, waiting patiently for the signal. The four has located Osiris, he was in a huge, abandoned, yet huge, Egyptian palace, and the doors were guarded by two, large, men. Butch had to stifle a laugh, the guards were wearing small vests, curled shoes, and large, linen pants.
Buttercup gave her counterpart next to her a curious look. She smiled and pushed a strong gust, making the guards' pants billow around their legs. Butch covered his smiling mouth, a laugh threatening to escape. She rolled her green eyes and caught Bastet, across from them, signaling to them with her hand.
Buttercup slightly pushed Butch to get his attention, and watched Bastet and Sekhmet, sneak from behind the wall. Butch grabbed a rock and threw it to the opposite wall, making a loud ringing noise. The two guards turned their heads simultaneously. They held their spears up in a ready stance. Bastet and Sekhmet swiftly snuck up behind them and broke each guards neck.
Buttercup and Butch ran from their cover and without a word, all four ran through the palace gates. They silently crept down a hallway. Buttercup looked around. "I have a feeling… that something would just jump at me…" She whispered.
"Don't worry, we got this. We trained for this. We'll win this. We're fine" Butch said simply.
Buttercup blinked and shrugged, might as well get used to the new Butch. Without another second, crossbows emerged from the brick walls and started shooting arrows at them.
Bast quickly shielded the group. "He knows we're here." She said quietly.
As soon as the arrows let up, the group flew down the halls quickly. Bastet bit her lip, and again wincing in pain at her sharp teeth. She glanced around worriedly. I have a bad feeling about this.
The group stopped and landed when they came across two walkways. Bastet frowned. "We're going to have to split up." She turned to the group. "Buttercup, go with Sekhmet and Butch, come with me. If you find Osiris, try to take him out, if you find the slave chamber, free them. The group who frees the slaves, helps with Osiris later."
Without another word, they split up. Bastet ran stealthily with Butch. They made a series of turns and slowed down when a large, golden double door came to view. Bastet bit her lip upon seeing the door, feeling as if she's been there before. Butch glanced at her, giving her a nod. He slowly pushed the door open.
The two peeked through. The throne room was large and spacey. There were pillars aligned, almost making a pathway to the large, bejeweled, golden throne. Most importantly, the thrown was empty. Butch lowered his eyebrows. "He's not here."
Instantly, two large Anubis statues next to the door grabbed them and pulled them into the room. Bastet gave Butch a look and struggled to get free. Butch also pushed at the hand, holding him upside down from his ankle. The Anubis' ignored their struggling and brought them towards the throne.
A gust of wind and sand stopped the children's attempts and a tall, large, green figure appeared in front of the throne as it died down. He was wearing an outfit like the thugs in the front of the palace, but without the vest. He was bald except for a tiny black pony tail and had a long, narrow beard of several strands plaited like a pigtail with it's end jutting forward. His face was stern, and his painted, dark eyes glared at the two. His mouth curved slightly upward, indicating amusement, yet anger.
"الشباب هم الآن يحاولون الاطاحة لي." The God of death said, with a thick, low voice, just dripping with power and pure evil. He eyed the children. "أنه أمر محزن أن نعرف أن حياة الناس في مصر تقع ضمن الأطفال."
Bastet gave the God an icy glare. "You are underestimating us Osiris. You must expect most from the unexpected as oppose to the egotistical demons like you." She spat.
Butch shuddered at the absolute wrath in Bast's voice. Butch looked at her in confusion. But the two Egyptian gods seemed to have forgotten about him.
The little smile, or hint of amusement, disappeared from Osiris' hard face. "باستت?" He asked, his face twisted in anger.
Bastet chuckled, her sharp teeth exposed behind her amused grin, her eyes glowing purple. "Yes Osiris, It's me." She quickly transformed into a black cat, slipping through the Anubis' large hands. Just as quickly, she morphed back and shot energy disks at Butch's captor, making the jackal like monster drop him. Bast then bolted towards the doors, Butch trailing behind her.
Bastet then stopped just before the door, Butch looked back at her, stopping himself. "What are you doing?" He said quickly. He then looked back at the God and noticed that his jackal followers didn't move an inch, and that the God himself was softly chuckling.
Osiris made a movement with his hand, and a hidden door opened and a bull like creature walked in, a limp figure in it's hands. "You don't want to leave without your friend now do you?" Osiris said, a sick, twisted smile plastered on his face.
The figure weakly lifted her head, her green eyes locked with Butch's. "Buttercup!" Butch whispered. Buttercup looked up in fear at her captor. Her ankles and wrists were tied tightly with rope, and she was gagged with a dirty piece of cloth.
"Let her go!" Butch shouted at the laughing god. Osiris ignored Butch and sat on his throne. He leaned back and turned towards the Osorapis holding Buttercup. He said something in Arabi and the giant beast carelessly dropped Buttercup. A sound of muffled pain escaped from the weak girl as she hit the tiles. The Osorapis walked toward the hidden door again. The bull like creature then walked a taller figure towards the throne.
Butch blinked. "Sekhmet?!" The goddess turned her head, her expression unmoved. At the sound of the name, Bastet finally turned towards the throne in surprise. The two looked over Sekhmet. She looked unharmed and mobile. Buttercup glared at the Egyptian as she walked past her. Butch looked towards Bastet. "Why isn't she captured?"
Bastet didn't even glance at him. She forced her face away from Sekhmet, suspecting the worst. Osiris' deep, booming laugh could be heard across the room. "You probably already know, don't you Bastet?" He asked. You could almost hear the wicked smile in his voice. "Let me explain it to you, young ones. You see, Sekhmet here, has been working with me the whole time." He said, his hand gently stroking Sekhmet's chin. Sekhmet on the other hand made no expression. "It's a wonder isn't it?" He continued. "The differences, and betrayal between sisters."
Butch, as well as Buttercup, both looked towards Bastet in surprise. Sisters?! Now it makes sense. Their differences, their similarities. Buttercup looked at Bastet's turned head, feeling nothing but sympathy towards her, imagining how it would feel if her sisters had gone behind her back at this extent.
Bastet turned violently and shot an explosive blast strait towards Sekhmet. Buttercup shut her eyes and looked away from the bright purple light of the blast, someone's scream still ringing in her ears. No one saw it coming. When Buttercup looked back, an unfortunate Anubis, who didn't have time to move out of the way, lied on the tiled floor, it's upper half missing. There was a red energy shield protecting Sekhmet and Osiris. Bastet bolted towards her sister. Sekhmet stood unmoved. Osiris smiled. "Kill her." He ordered.
At that, Sekhmet flew strait for Bastet. The two met in the middle of the room. Bastet threw some disks at her, which she avoided and countered, throwing red pin needle shaped energy. They seemed too evenly matched, evading each others blows.
Buttercup peeled her eyes off of them to see Butch, too stunned to move, at the door way. Because Buttercup was closer, she heard Osiris speak something Arabi to the remaining Anubis and the Osorapis. The two beasts nodded their heads and headed towards Butch. Damn it. She tried to get Butch's attention, but the gag muffled all her words. This isn't working. She thought as the gag muffled her words. She tried getting up, pushing herself off the ground. She glanced at Osiris, glad he was paying no attention towards her. She hopped a bit to gather her balance and, with her palms open, she pushed a gust of wind, tripping the two beasts. She made a sound of triumph as Butch turned his head towards her.
"You idiot!" He shouted at her. "Fly dumb ass! Fly!"
Buttercup stopped her hops of joy and blinked. She had forgotten about flying. She lowered her eyebrows. I'm not dumb. But before she can make a move, she was held by some kind of force. She couldn't move her elbows or knees, not even turn her head. Her eyes flicked towards the throne, into the dark eyes of the God of death.
"We don't need you moving now do we?" He said in a threatening voice. His arm was extended towards her and his hand open. Probably controlling whatever force to keep her immobile. Buttercup frowned. He asks a lot of questions for a God.
The two held a staring contest, never prying their eyes from one another. Soon, everything around Buttercup seemed to fade away, she couldn't even feel the rope tied around her. All she saw was Osiris, his eyes growing green. So green. Bright green, like hers and Butch's. All she felt was a swirling, delicious sensation, filling her body, and a great, comforting warmth around her.
What is she doing now? Butch thought, glancing towards the mesmerized Buttercup. He gritted his teeth as he punched at the bull's head. He already finished the Anubis, making him wonder why he couldn't do that earlier, but the Osorapis deemed to be harder. The beast cocked it's head, avoiding another punch and grabbed Butch's wrist, twisting it easily. Butch screamed in pain then coughed, from a hard blow to his gut. He landed hard onto the tiled floor and wiped his mouth. He looked up at the charging bull and stood up. He howled, feeling the electricity surge through his veins.
He grinned in amusement as he awaited for the beast's impact. Just as the bull got close enough and swung it's arm back for a blow, Butch ducked, and sent an electric charged punch to it's stomach. Butch smiled upon hearing the beast's heartbeat slowly diminish, and watched the large bull fall limply to the floor.
Butch wiped his hands together in pride then turned back to the fight above him. Sekhmet and Bastet were still going strong, they were too evenly matched to injure each other too much. Butch grit his teeth. I should help out. First, Buttercup, it would be easier three on one.
Butch turned towards the area Buttercup was captured, only to bump into her. Butch frowned. "Oh hey, you're fine, could have come sooner. You okay?" He asked, crossing his arms in concern. Buttercup made no movement or sound. Butch narrowed his eyes at her, feeling something was up. Buttercup's head was tilted slightly to one side, her arms hung limp from her body, her back was arched a bit forward, and her eyes were glazed over. The green boy rose an eyebrow. "Uh, Butercup-" Before he knew it, he was sent flying across the room.
He sat up angrily, holding his stomach, which got the brute of the punch. He glared at the Buttercup before him, her arm still extended from the punch. "What the hell!" He shouted at her. He got up and zoomed towards her. He grabbed both her arms and shook her. "Again, What the hell!" He screamed into her ear, shaking her wildly.
Buttercup made no response, she grabbed his wrists and threw him into a pillar, breaking it all the whiled. Butch pushed the debris off him and rubbed his head. Laughter was being heard, and Butch figured it was Osiris. Okay, so Buttercup's hypnotized. This makes things harder.
Yeah... it's not that long for four months...
But I hope you liked it, and god forbid, at least I put up another chapter!
I was thinking about, like, ending the story short, you know, a gay ending, just so it's done...
I don't know, should I continue?
Thanks to PPG and RRB girl for flavoring this story, me (as an author), and putting this story on alert.
Um... review?