Ok so I'm gonna get as many chappies as I can done today so ya. ( I'm gonna make Brute and Brat fatter then Bubbles and Buttercup, because well they are Tweedledee and TweedleDum Brat's Tweedledum, and Brute's TweedleDee)

Buttercup's P.O.V

I'm pretty sure I was tackled to the ground but as of currently all I can see is the dirt in front of me. "Who ever the fuck is on my back, do you mind, oh I don't know, GETTING THE FUCK OFF!" I scream hoisting myself off, feeling the heavy weight roll off my back. I glare over to see who just decided to come out of no where and jump onto my back. I see a girl dressed in a black belly top, and navy green mini skirt, with fish net leggings and fingerless gloves. Her hair is the same color as mine, just a little shorter and her hair is all emo like. Her eyes are the same color as her slutty skirt, navy green.

I hear a high pitched scream. I snap my head in the direction, to see Bubbles on the ground with some blonde chick on her back like the black haired girl was on mine. The blonde has the same outfit as the black haired girl, just everything thats green is navy blue instead. Her hair is up in pigtails like Bubbles but her hair goes to her elbows. "Who the fuck are you two?" I demand, pushing my self onto my feet.

The blonde just blinks at me stupidly, then the black haired girl rolls her eyes at her. "The bimbo blonde over there is TweedleBrat" she explains sticking a thumb over her chubby shoulder to the chubby girl I now know as TweedleBrat. "And I'm TweedleBrute" she says proudly pressing her chubby thumb against her collar bone. "But why did you jump on us?" Bubbles pipes up. "Cause our sister Berserk, the queen of hearts, told us too" TweedleBrat smiles, twirling her hair. Wow she makes Bubbles look like Albert Einstien.

"So she told you to tackle us?" I ask slowly as if they we're to stupid to understand. TweedleBrute sighs. "Well not exactly, we're suppose to capture you guys" she says monotone. "Ya over my dead body" a deep husky voice growls from behind me. I spin around to see that boy that was in that dream a.k.a the one who KISSED my cheek. "BUTCHIE!" I hear Tweedl- aww screw it I'll just call them Brute and Brat for short. So anyways, Brute screams running over towards the black haired guy with open arms. He pushes her away. "BOOMIE!" I hear Brat scream. I spin around to see Brat doing the same thing Brute was doing only so the blond guy can push her away like the black hair guy did.

"Butchie, Boomie? Are those your real names?" I chuckle. Both the blond guy and the black haired guy glare at me. Oh so scary. "No the blond over there is Boomer and I'm Butch" He scowls. "Interesting" I say sarcastically, rolling my eyes. "Butchie, how do you know this low class, skanky, bad dressing, girl?" Brute pouts. Butch frowns at her, while I scowl. " Bad dressing, maybe, but I ain't a skank. Not like you, I mean look at the way your dressed" I mumble crossing my arms over my chest, slouching slightly.

"Excuse me?" Brute screeches at me. "Did I stutter? I'm sorry did I not speak loud enough for your hearing aid to pick it up?" I retort, glaring at her. "How dare you?!" She screams, jumping at me. I easily step to the side, making her do a face skid across the dirt. She lays there for a second then, lifts herself up off the ground and grabs my arm. She digs her long finger nails into my arm. I grit my teeth and grab her by the hair and whip her into a tree. She spits up some blood, but none the less stumbles back up. "Is... is that... all you got?" she croaks out, pointing a shaky finger at me. "Seems like it's all you got" I say with a bored tone, shrugging.

"Not... even... close" she mutters before passing out on the ground. Good, bitch deserved it. I turn back to Butch. He has his creepy really wide smile on. I shiver slightly. "Have I ever told you how hot and cool you are?" he flirts. I just roll my eyes. A sudden high pitched scream reaches my ears, making me cover them in the process. I look over to Bubbles, Boomer's and Brat's direction. I see Brat trying to pry Bubbles away from Boomer, but Boomer pushes her away and hugs Bubbles to him protectively.

I'm not so happy that he's hugging her, but I'm glad he's protecting her. Bubbles is a phathiafist (I think that's how you spell it) so she never really gets into physical fights. Brat's annoying, high pitched screech rings in my ears. Brat is pulling on Bubbles arm for a second but Boomer throws her off. Good boy blonde. Alright time for me to step in. I crack my knuckles, and smirk. Wow now I see why I'm sometimes mistaken for a guy. I tighten my hand into a fist, and cock my arm back so my fist is at the same level as my waist.

I run at her, and connect my fist with her cheek. I smile, watching her fly across the forest to the point where she's in the sky. I hear Boomer whistle at the distance. I spin around and dust my hands off. " She went flying a mighty fine distance there, you are quite strong there little lady" Boomer jokes in a western accent, making me laugh and Bubbles giggle. Butch just gives him a look and Boomer instantly takes Bubbles hand and walks away. Guy's and there secret eye language.