Wow! I'm on a roll! This is a little thing I started about six months ago, but never really finished. Butch's girlfriend - who isn't Buttercup - ponders some. Kinda reminds me of that commercial.. "I can't believe it's not Butter(cup)!" Erm.. Anyhow, I hope you like it. R&R everyone! Go on, click the little button down to the left.. You know you wanna..

Disclaimer: I am so incredibly poor. In no way, shape or form could I ever own a cartoon series. Kinda takes the joy out of life, doesn't it? *sigh* Bet I'm the only author out there who gets depressed by writing a disclaimer.. I so need a life…

OoO Always There OoO

I watch Butch storm out of the room. We had another fight, the third one this week. I make no move to go after him, I already know where he's heading.

Buttercup.

He always runs off to her after we fight. Always. She's the one constant in his life. His rock, his lifeline. All the things I'm supposed to be..

It's not that I'm not jealous, I am. But I have no say in the matter. They've been best friends for as long as they can remember. How am I to compete with that?

They share everything with each other; there are no secrets between them. Well, that's almost true… I've seen the way they look at each other. It's obvious; perfect little boy and perfect little girl in love. The strange thing is, they don't realise it. At least Butch doesn't.

I'm pretty sure Buttercup knows she's in love with him. She's accepted it, but makes no move. Butch is mine, and she respects that. But I know that if she some day does decide to make that move, he wouldn't be mine much longer.

If you think about it, they're sort of like a package. With Butch comes Buttercup, and with Buttercup comes Butch. There is no way you can banish one out of the others life, it's just not possible.

Their siblings see it too. When Butch and I first started dating Boomer took me aside for a little chat...

'Look,' he said. 'You have to understand that my brother and Buttercup's got something special. They've been there for each other through thick and thin. Don't try to compete with that. Don't try to shut Buttercup out, or make Butch choose between you, 'cause you'll loose. There is no way he'll choose you over her.'

I didn't really understand what he was implying back then, but now, after almost a year, I can see it clearly. I haven't tried to push Buttercup away, or make Butch choose between us, because I know Boomer was telling the truth. He gave me the cold facts, and I'm thankful for that.

I like Buttercup, really, I do. She could have been one of my best friends, if there hadn't been this great, invisible wall between us. We don't really connect like we should have. It's not like I'm blaming Butch, although he's probably the reason the wall is there.

I do get along fine with her sisters, but Buttercup and I seem to clash on some level. Not that anyone notices - we haven't literally locked horns. But we know better than to try and get along. Let's say it wouldn't end pretty.

A sound brings me out of my reveries. The door is opening, and I can see Butch stepping inside. I stand and walk up to him, right into his open arms.

"I'm sorry..." he whispers and gives me a hug, which I return.

This is routine already. We fight, he runs off to Buttercup, she consoles him, he comes back, we hug and make up. It's kind of ironic.. In a way, Buttercup is the one holding us together. And yet..

I ignore these thoughts, closing my eyes and thinking only of Butch and I. For a brief second this relationship is perfect, and everything that matters to me. I love him with all of my heart, and hope he feels the same.

But I'm still afraid. Afraid that we will fight soon again… Afraid that I'll send him running once more… Afraid that he'll take refuge in Buttercup's open, waiting arms… Afraid that he'll never look back…