Forbidden Love 11

Allison Jae By Allison Jae, 10th Aug 2012 | Follow this author | RSS Feed | Short URL http://nut.bz/2bewmtvz/
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Buttercup has always had feelings for Butch, even though he's a villain working for Mojo. Even still they have been carrying on a secret affair for months, but what happens when Buttercup ends up pregnant. Will she tell Butch? Will her sisters find out?

This is the longest chapter in the whole story, but there’s a wedding going on.

Chapter Eleven: Union of Souls: Part One

Blossom raced upstairs dragging Buttercup with her. Bubbles trailed closely behind. Buttercup hated leaving Butch downstairs with her father, but her sisters were not giving her much choice. They made their way to Bubbles room.

"Okay, Buttercup," Bubbles said. "You sit right down here." Buttercup sat down on Bubbles bed, while she rummaged through her closet. Blossom was busy on her phone. She had a notepad and a pen, and she was writing some things down.

"Bubbles, what are you doing?" Buttercup asked.

"You'll see," she said, from inside the closet. "Ah, here it is."

She came out of the closet holding up a white silk dress with a flowing skirt, spaghetti straps accents with a lace pattern of flowers. Bubbles held it up for Buttercup to see.

"Well, what you think?" Bubbles asked.

"Oh, hell no," Buttercup said, getting up of the bed.

"Oh, come on," Bubbles said. "It's perfect. Butch sees you in this, and he'll faint."

"That's what I'm afraid of," Buttercup said.

"Hey, girls," Blossom said, coming into the room. "It's all set."

"What's all set?" Buttercup asked.

"Not only do we have a cake, but the Mayor has agreed to perform the ceremony. Now, all we need is flowers and some music.

"Nothing pink, please," Buttercup said. "If I have to wear this dress, then I don't want anything else so girly."

"So you're doing to wear the dress?" Bubbles said excitedly. "Great, because I have some shoes to match."

Buttercup groaned. "I knew we should have just eloped."

"Don't you dare," Blossom said. She looked at Buttercup's hand and saw something missing.

"Hey, Buttercup, didn't he get you an engagement ring?"

"What?" Buttercup shouted out, then thought for a moment. "Well, he only asked me this morning, besides that's not really important."

"Of course, it's important," Blossom shouted. "Does he want to jinx this whole marriage?"

"Blossom, calm down," Buttercup said. "After everything that's happened the last few months nothing is going to jinx this wedding, only good stuff from now on."

"Well, okay. I'm going to make a few more phone calls."

"Alright," Buttercup said. "I'm going back downstairs. I don't want Dad getting into a fight with Butch."

Buttercup flew downstairs and back into the living room. She looked around to see the boys were gone. Her Dad was sitting in front of the television watching the news.

"Hey, Dad, where's Butch and the boys?" she asked, standing in front of his chair.

"Oh," he said. "He said he had an errand to run, and then he would be back."

"Tell the truth. You two didn't get into it, did you?"

"No, honey, we didn't," he said and got up out of his chair. "I wouldn't do that to you. I know how much you want this, so if you're happy I'll be happy, too."

"Thanks, Dad," Buttercup said and embraced him. "I'm going back up upstairs and see what the girls are up to. Would you call me the minute he gets back?"

"Sure, I will," he said as she flew back upstairs.

Blossom was still on the phone haggling over something to do with the wedding, while Bubbles was on her phone, making all the invites, all this fuss over a little wedding. It made her giggle the trouble her sisters were going through.

She went back into her bedroom and tried on the dress that Bubbles gave her. She looked in the mirror and examined her appearance.

"Not bad," she said. She decided to wear her jade necklace and matching earrings. She didn't like a whole lot of jewelry, but those pieces really did suit her. It was going to be her wedding day tomorrow, so she figured that it was alright to be a little girly.

Her pregnancy was not yet showing all that much, seeing that she was only at the end of her third month. She was just glad the morning sickness had passed.

Her sisters walked into her room and saw her in her dress. "Oh, Buttercup," Bubbles said. "You look so beautiful."

"I feel a little silly," Buttercup said.

"Nonsense," Blossom said. "You look great." She checked off the last thing on her list. "Okay, the flowers are handled, and I called the deli. They will be delivering Sandwiches, potato salad and refreshments. So, everything is set for noon tomorrow."

"Did you tell the florist no pink?" Buttercup asked.

"Yes, I told them only dark colors. We're lucky they agreed to do it on such short notice."

"And don't worry about pictures," Blossom added. "Mary's bringing her camera."

"Great," Buttercup said and went into her bathroom to change. When she came back out she hung the dress on the inside door of her closet and placed the shoes inside and closed the closet door.

Buttercup still looked worried, which made Blossom nervous. "Hey, what's wrong? You're not having second thoughts, are you?"

"No, it's just that Butch and his brothers took off somewhere. I just wonder what he's up to."

"Who knows with those guys," Bubbles said and giggled. "I just can't believe you're getting married."

"Don't laugh," Buttercup said. "You two are next."

"Well, that Boomer is cute," Bubbles said with a sly look in her eye.

"Bubbles," Blossom scolded. "This is no time to be thinking with your hormones, besides it's not a good idea..."

"Oh, hush, Blossom," Bubbles said. "Don't be such a hypocrite. I saw the way you looked at Brick. Given half the chance you would probably jump his bones."

"Bubbles! I would not," Blossom shouted, offended by her sister's accusation.

"Would you two stop it?" Buttercup shouted. "I'm nervous enough." She sat down on her bed feeling a little dizzy.

"Hey, Buttercup," Blossom said coming over and sitting next to her. "Are you feeling alright?"

"Just a little dizzy," she said. "I didn't realize how late it was. I never had lunch."

"Don't worry," Bubbles said. "I'm on it." She raced out of the room and downstairs to the kitchen. She took some leftovers out of the refrigerator and heated them up in the microwave. She came back upstairs with a large tray with three plates and some sodas. "Here we go."

All three sisters sat on the floor and eat lunch and talked about the days when they were young. They were having such a good time that they didn't realize someone had come into the room. Buttercup looked up, and when she realized who it was, she shot up from the floor.

"Butch, you're back," she said, walking over and giving him a big kiss.

Bubbles giggled, but Blossom just turned to her and took her hand. "Come on, Bubbles. I think they want to be alone."

Her sisters got up and left the room taking the soiled dishes and empty soda cans. Butch led her over to the bed and sat down with her.

"So, where did you take off to?" she asked.

"Just running a little errand," he said, and pulled a little black box out of his pocket. "I got something for you."

"What's this?" she asked, a little confused.

"Just a little something I picked up." She opened it and gasped. I was a simple gold ring with a small emerald stone. "It's an engagement ring."

"It's beautiful," she said and hugged him. "Just my color."

He took the ring out of the box and took her hand. He placed the ring on her finger. "Do you really like it?"

"I loved it," she said, and kissed him tenderly. "Everything's pretty much set for the wedding. I don't know how Blossom put it all together so fast."

"She's loves you," Butch said, putting his arm around her. "I know how she feels." He touched his hand to her face. "You know, I didn't really want to come here today, but I'm glad you talked me into it."

"Me, too," she said. She got up off the bed and went over to her dresser. She pulled a piece of clothing out of her top drawer. "I have something for you."

She came back over and sat down on the bed. She handed him a black T-shirt. "What's this?"

"It's yours," she said. "Don't you remember you lent it to me?"

"Oh, yeah, I forget," he said and gave it back to her. "It's yours, besides you look better in it than I do."

"Are you sure?" she asked.

"Hey, after tomorrow, everything that's mine is yours anyway."

"Everything?" she asked, looking down.

"Mmmmm..." he said and started kissing her neck. "You're still my bad little girl."

"Lucky for you," she said, wrapping her arms around him and feeling up his back. He had just lowered her onto the bed when they heard a knock at the door.

"Buttercup!" she could hear Blossom's voice.

"Damn!" Buttercup said and got up off the bed. She opened the door and Blossom stormed in. "Okay, Butch, time to leave."

"What?" Buttercup said, getting annoyed. "We were having a private moment."

"Well, it'll have to wait," Blossom insisted. "He's got to go."

"And why is that?" Buttercup said, with her hands on her hips.

"Because the groom isn't supposed to see the bride the night before the wedding," Blossom said.

"That's ridiculous," Buttercup said. "That's just a silly superstition."

"No, it's a rule," Blossom said. "Now, Butch, get out."

"But I want him to stay," Buttercup demanded.

Butch got up from the bed and came over to Buttercup. "Maybe she's right."

"You don't want to be with me tonight," Buttercup said, a hurt look on her face.

"Of course I do, baby," he said and kissed her forehead. "That's not it at all."

"Good," Buttercup said with a little ray of hope in her voice, "because I want you to stay." Blossom threw her a stern look. She groaned out of frustration.

"I guess a rule is a rule," he said disappointed.

"No!" she whined. She hugged him tight. "I'll miss you."

"Same here, but I'll call you," he said and kissed her. "See you tomorrow."

He took her hand and gave her one last kiss. He left the room as Buttercup slumped down on her bed. She hugged her pillow. Blossom came and sat down next to her.

"Go away, Blossom," Buttercup demanded.

"Hey, I wasn't the one who decided to get engaged one day and get married the next," she snapped back.

Buttercup sat up, still looking depressed. "I know, but I don't believe in all those stupid superstitions, especially after Butch gave me this." She held her hand up and flashed her engagement ring.

"Buttercup, that's so..." Blossom said, examining the ring. "It's green."

"That's because it's an emerald," Buttercup said. "And it's perfect."

"It's not traditional," Blossom said. "A diamond would have been better."

"Well, Butch and I are not traditional. Besides, I love it. It's the most beautiful ring ever made."

"If you like it, then it's great." Blossom smiled and hugged her sister. "At least he got you an engagement ring."

"It's not the ring. It's the fact that he gave it to me." She felt a little twinge in her stomach. She put her hand on it and felt it again. "What the hell?"

"Buttercup, what's wrong?" Blossom asked out of concern.

Then she started to smile. "I think I just felt the baby move."

"Really?" Blossom said. "Where?"

"Right here," Buttercup said, and placed Blossom's hand on her stomach. She felt the twinge again. "Did you feel that?"

"Yeah, that's amazing," Blossom said and laughed a little. "Does it hurt?"

"No, it's just feels weird," she said.

"Hey, what's going on in here?" Bubbles asked coming through the door.

"The baby moved," Blossom said.

"Really?" Bubbles said, getting excited. "Can I feel?" She came over to Buttercup's bed. Buttercup took Bubbles' hand and as she felt the twinge again. "Wow! That's so cool. Buttercup, you're so lucky."

"Someday soon, we'll all have babies," Buttercup said. "Won't that be great?"

"Hey, not so fast," Blossom said. "I'm going to college first."

"Yeah, yeah, smart girl, only if Brick is going to the same school."

"What are you talking about?" Blossom shouted. "I have no..."

"Oh, please, I see the way you look at him," Buttercup said. "I can tell you want him, and who can blame you. He's kind of cute."

"Not as cute as Boomer," Bubbles said, giggling.

Buttercup laughed at both of her sisters. "Look at us. Going gaga over three guys we used to hate."

"Well, you're marrying one," Blossom said. "And having his baby."

"True," she said and rubbed her stomach. She started to yawn. "Hey, I'm getting tired, and tomorrow is a big day so..."

"Okay, we get it," Blossom said, and getting up off the bed. "Get some sleep."

Both her sisters left as Buttercup changed her clothes for bed. She decided to wear the T-shirt Butch gave her. She missed him so much and wearing it made her feel closer to him. She turned out her light and lay down in bed.

Then she heard her phone ring. She looked at the caller ID and smiled, seeing that it was Butch. "Hey," she said into the phone.

"Hey, yourself," he said. "So, what are you going right now?"

"I'm lying in bed," she said, trying to stay awake.

"I wish I were there," he said. "I could tuck you in."

"I wish you were here, too," she said, laughing into the phone.

"So what are you wearing?"

"Your T-shirt," she said in a quiet seductive voice.

"Oh, really, and what else?" he asked.

"Nothing," she said.

"Now, I really wish I was there, so I could take it off."

She laughed again. "That's sounds like fun." She thought for a moment. "I want to tell you something. After you left I felt the baby moved."

"Really? Well, are you okay? Is it supposed to do that?"

"Calm down. I'm fine. Wait a few months, and then it'll start kicking."

"I can't wait," he said. "It's going to be you and me and our little baby."

"Not exactly," she said. "We'll have your brothers, my sisters and my dad."

"Oh, yeah, I forgot about that."

"I know it's going to take some getting used, but Dad is trying. Before long, he's going to love you like I do."

"I doubt that, Buttercup. Nobody loves me like you do." She laughed at that and started to yawn. "Hey, baby, you're tired."

"I guess so," she said.

"Well, you get some sleep. I'll see you tomorrow. I love you."

"I love you, too," Buttercup said, and dosed off again. Butch hung up just as she had fallen asleep.

The next morning Buttercup was awakened by a knock. She rolled over in bed and staggered to her feet and walked over to the door. She opened it to see Bubbles' cheery face.

"Good morning," Bubbles said happily, while coming into the room. "Happy wedding day."

"What time is it?" Buttercup said groggily.

"Almost seven," she said. "So we only have five hours to get you ready."

Buttercup groaned and plopped down on her bed. "Go away and let me sleep."

"Buttercup, we have to get ready," Bubbles said. "Blossom is downstairs right now decorating the living room. The kids from school are helping, even Mitch."

"You invited him? Oh, no," Buttercup said, holding her head in her hands.

"What's wrong?" Bubbles asked.

"Butch hates Mitch," Buttercup said. "I just hope they don't get into a fight."

"Why would they? It's not like they know each other."

"Oh, yes they do," Buttercup said. "And after what happened last time... Damn, this is not good."

"Don't worry, Buttercup," Bubbles said, trying to console her sister. "Mitch promised to be on his best behavior."

"I hope so," she said, trying more to convince herself. At that moment her phone rang. She looked at the caller ID and saw that it was Butch. She answered it quickly. "Hey," she said, her demeanor changed. She motioned for Bubbles to leave the room. Once she did, she continued the conversation. "So did you miss me last night?"

"What do you think?" he asked.

She sat down on her bed. "Think that's a yes," she said. "Look, um... Butch, I have something to tell you, and I don't want you to get mad."

"Don't tell me you changed your mind," he said. There was an urgency in his voice.

"No, no, nothing like that, it's just Bubbles invited someone I didn't want her to."

"Who?" he asked.

"Mitch Michelson," she said hesitantly. "Please, just take it easy. Okay."

"Buttercup, you know how I feel about him."

"I know, but he's here, and there's nothing I can do about. Please, just promise me you won't get into a fight with him."

"After what he tried to do you," Butch shouted. "No, I'm not promising anything."

"Butch, please, you just got out of the hospital two days ago, and I don't feel like spending my honeymoon in intensive care."

He was silent for a moment. "Okay, I promise. No fighting... as long as he keeps his hands off of you."

"Alright," she said. "I'll see you in a few hours, okay?"

"After today nothing's ever going to keep me away from you again."

"I feel the same way," she said. "I love you."

"I love you more," he said. "Don't forget to get all prettied up for me."

"That's enough," she said. "Don't tease. This is the one and only time you're going to see me in a white dress."

"I can't wait," he said. "So how's that little baby of ours?"

"Fine," she said. "We're both fine." Buttercup heard a knock on the door.

"Buttercup, can I come in," Blossom called out.

"I got to go," she said. "I'll see you later. Bye." She ended the call and called out to Blossom. "Come on in."

Blossom came in and looked disapproving. "Buttercup, why aren't you getting ready?"

"I was on the phone," she said. "Butch called."

"Well, you're supposed to be getting ready for your wedding."

"Yes, mother," she teased and walked into the bathroom to take a shower.

It never took her long, unlike her sisters. She was in there all of twenty minutes before she came out and found that she was again alone. She was glad of that. She had quickly blow dried her hair. She reached into her dresser drawer and pulled out a white strapless bra and matching panties. She didn't want to anything to clash with the white dress. After she put them on she looked at herself in the mirror and saw that she was already starting to show. She hadn't noticed it before.

She half smiled wondering what her baby would be like, especially when it was her age. First she imagined a boy who looked just like Butch. The thought would have made her cringe, but Butch had changed so much over the last year. He told her often it was because of her, but she didn't totally believe that. He changed because he wanted to. He had grown into the man that she loved, the man that she was going to married.

Then she pictured a little girl, with raven black hair and green eyes, just like hers. She wondered if her daughter would also have her temper. She laughed at that, and wondered what kind of adventures this kid would put her through.

She took the dress out of the closet and put it on. She looked in the mirror again and thought that it wasn't that bad. She slipped on the shoes and stared at herself. She didn't feel like herself, but she wondered what Butch would think.

Chapter Eleven: Union of Souls: Part Two

Bubbles barged into her room at that moment. She was wearing a pale green slip dress with skinny straps with little white lace flowers sewn in. Bubbles gasped when she saw her sister.

"Oh, Buttercup, you look so beautiful," Bubbles said, her voice squeaky at the last word.

"Stop," Buttercup said. "I'm not doing this by choice. I'd rather wear a black dress."

"You can't do that," Bubbles said. "That's bad luck."

"No, it's not," Buttercup and started to brush out her hair.

"Here, let me help," Bubbles said and instructed Buttercup to sit down in her chair. There was a natural wave her hair had when she blow dried it, but Bubbles gave it a slight curl with the hot iron. She took Buttercup's green butterfly clips and pinned up the sides of her hair. "There, how's that."

Buttercup walked over to the mirror and smiled. "Thanks, Bubbles, it's looks great." She slipped on her shoes and started to put on her jewelry, which Bubbles helped with the clasp. She put on her earrings and looked in the mirror. "Mmmm... not bad."

"Bad?" Bubbles said with a shocked look on her face. "Buttercup, Butch is going to faint dead away when he sees you."

It was just a little after eleven in the morning. The wedding was only an hour away. Suddenly, Buttercup became nervous.

"Hey, are you okay?" Bubbles asked, seeing her sister's face go a little pale.

"Not about getting married," she said and sat down on the bed. "It's the whole mom thing. I'm scared."

Blossom had come in at that moment. She had obviously heard what Buttercup said. "You shouldn't worry about that. You're going to be a great mom."

"Thanks for saying so," Buttercup said. "I just wished I could believe it."

"You can," Blossom said and took her sister's hand. "I just wanted to apologize for giving you such a hard time about Butch."

"Wow!" Buttercup said, looking surprised. "This is a first. Blossom Utonium admitting she was wrong?"

"Don't look so surprised," Blossom said. "I never said I was perfect." All three shared a hardy laugh. "Okay, now, it's time for the traditional stuff. You know, something old, something new..."

"Oh, that crap," Buttercup said. "That's just plain silly to worry about that."

"No, no, no," Bubbles said, looking around to find things to fill the old tradition. "It's bad luck if we don't do it. Okay, something old."

"I got it," Blossom said. "I picked up with old grater belt at that antique store in town, when I went to pick up the cake."

She held it up and saw that it was mint green and white lace. "And what am I supposed to do with this."

"It goes up your leg," Bubbles giggled. "Then, at the reception the groom pulls it off with his teeth and throws it at the single guys."

"Sounds kinky," Buttercup joked. "Okay, if it's that important, I'll wear it." She sat down on the bed and took off her shoe and slipped it on. "Now, what?"

"Something new," Bubbles said.

"I got that," Buttercup said, putting a hand on her stomach.

"Okay," Blossom said. "Something borrowed."

"How about this bracelet," Bubbles said. "It will look great with your dress." She handed Buttercup a silver band with hearts chiseled in.

"And something blue," Bubbles said. "Oh, no, we don't have anything blue."

"Yes, we do," Blossom said and ran out of the room. She flew downstairs and found a bouquet sitting on the table next to the wedding cake.

"Hey, Blossom," she heard a masculine voice.

She looked up to Brick's red eyes staring at her. "Hi," she said, looking a little flustered. "Great you guys are here."

"Where's Buttercup?" Butch asked. "Maybe I'll go up and see her before..."

"Don't you dare," Blossom scolded, cutting him off. "That would ruin everything. You stay put, until she comes down those stairs."

"That's stupid," Butch said. "I don't believe in those superstitions and neither does Buttercup."

"I'm only going to say this one time, Butch Jojo. Don't go near those stairs, or you're dead."

"I think you better listen to her," Boomer said, teasingly.

Blossom flew back up the stairs and straight to Buttercup's room. "Okay, here's your something blue."

"Flowers?" Buttercup said. There were blue and deep purple blooms with a hint of green spray. "Well, at least there's no pink."

"What's wrong with pink?" Blossom said.

"Nothing," Buttercup said, looking in the mirror one last time. "When it's your wedding you can have all the pink you want."

"So, are we ready?" Bubbles asked.

"I think so," Buttercup said. She looked at the clock. It was just about noon.

"Well, the boys are here, and the guest are all seated. I just hope..." Just then a knock came to the door. They all just about jumped off their skin.

"Girls," their father called from behind the door. A sigh of relief came to Blossom, who was afraid it may have been Butch. "Are you ready?"

"Sure, Dad," Blossom said, going to the door and cracking it. "We'll be right down." She turned to her sisters. "Okay, girls, show time."

Blossom left the room first followed by Bubbles. Miss Keane was playing an electric keyboard. It was a nice classical piece. Blossom descended the stairs walking slowly. Once she reached the bottom of the stairs, Brick met her and took her hand and walked her down the makeshift isle where the mayor stood behind a little wood podium. Once they reached it Blossom stepped over to the bride's side and Brick stepped over the groom's side.

Next it was Bubbles turn. Boomer met her at the bottom of the stairs. He smiled slyly at her as she giggled quietly. They also walked down the aisle and took their positions.

Suddenly the music stopped. A good ten seconds went by then Miss Keane started to play the wedding march. Butch looked up, hoping to get a glimpse of Buttercup. Then like magic she suddenly appeared at the top of the stairs.

She descended the stairs slowly, looking over at him. He was mesmerized. To him, she was a vision, like something out of his dreams. He couldn't believe this was real. She finally made it to the bottom of the stairs, where her father took her hand. He led her down the aisle where she met Butch. He smiled at her as he took her hand.

The mayor had started the ceremony. "Dearly beloved," he started. "We are gathered here to today..."

He continued on, but Butch and Buttercup barely paid attention. They were too enthralled with each other, until it came to the I do's. They both snapped back to reality and concentrated on the ceremony. They stuck with the traditional vows and exchanged rings.

They became more excited as they were reaching their favorite part of the ceremony. The Mayor finally said, "I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."

They looked deep into each other eyes and leaned in for a passionate kiss. Everyone cheered, but after about thirty seconds or so, they still weren't coming up for air.

"Okay, you two," Brick finally said. "Break it up."

Butch waved his brother away as he continued to kiss his wife. When they finally came up for air, he remained holding her, smiling and laughing.

"I love you," he whispered in her ear.

"I love you more," she said with a laugh.

Miss Keane started to play again, and Blossom made an announcement. "Okay, time for the bride and groom's first dance."

"Butch, dance?" Boomer teased. "I wouldn't miss this for the world."

Butch took Buttercup's hand and spun her around. His brothers' mouths dropped open. They didn't know their brother could be so light on his feet.

"Don't they look happy," Bubbles said, standing next to Boomer.

"Yeah, they do," he said. "Bubbles, would you like to dance?"

"Sure," she said, as he took her hand.

"So, both your brothers are dancing," Blossom commented to Brick.

"Looks like it," he said and just looked on as everyone else started to dance as well.

"Brick!" she scolded at him with her hand on her hips.

"Yeah, Blossom," he said, starting to tease her. "Aren't you going to ask me to dance?"

"Do you want to dance?" he asked, barely looking at her.

"Of course, I want to dance," she said. "But if you don't want to..."

"Yes, I want to," he said, trying not the laugh. "Dance with me, Blossom." His voice took a soft tone.

"Sure," she said as he took her hand.

Butch looked into the eyes of his new bride. "Did I tell you how incredibly beautiful you look today?"

"I feel kind of silly," she said and she blushed just a little. It was very rare that she ever did that, but this was one of those times.

"I could get used to this," he said.

She looked shocked. "You better not," she said, "because I'm never wearing this dress again."

"Then I can't wait to take it off of you," he said, whispering in her ear. She laughed while throwing her arms around him.

The music stopped and Brick made and announcement. "Okay, everybody, I guess since I'm the oldest brother I have to make the toast. That's what Blossom says anyway."

Blossom nudged him playfully for teasing her. "To my brother and my new sister in-a-law, may you be happy for the rest of your lives."

"Alright, time for another tradition," Blossom said. "It's time for the bride to throw the bouquet."

"Oh, come on, that's ridiculous," Buttercup said.

"It's tradition," both her sisters said at the same time.

"Okay, let's get this over with." Buttercup was dragged off by Blossom.

"Okay, all the single ladies," Blossom called out. "It's time to throw the bouquet.

Many high-pitched squeals and giggles could be heard from excited female guests. The girls lined up, while Buttercup had her back to them. She threw the bouquet up in the air. It dropped right in the middle of the crowd of girls. One of the girls waved it up in the air. Buttercup turned around to see who had caught the mess of dead flowers.

"Shelley?" she shouted. "What are you doing here?" The two girls and approached each other and hugged.

"Bubbles invited me," she said. "Besides, do you think I would miss your wedding?"

"I guess not," Buttercup said, as they went into a quiet corner to talk.

"So, that's Butch," Shelley said with a wink. "Not bad. Didn't I tell you it would all work out?"

"Yes, you did," Buttercup said. "I wish I had taken that advice sooner."

"Oh, Buttercup, you look so happy," Shelley said and hugged her again.

Butch came towards them and took Buttercup's hand. "I wondered where you were taking my girl." He leaned down and gave her a kiss.

"Hey, just a little girl talk," Buttercup said as he wrapped his arms around her.

"Well, you better take care of her," Shelley said. "She's very special."

Shelley went back over to join her date. Buttercup recognized him as the guy she had been dating and wondered if she would be planning a wedding of her own soon.

Brick came up to the couple. "Okay, Butch, it's time."

"For what?" Butch had no idea what his brother was talking about.

"The garter belt, man," Brick said. He gave a wink like a dog in heat. "Hey, Blossom says we got to do it." He put an arm around his brother. "So we'll just have to make to sacrifice."

"We had better do it," Buttercup said, taking Butch's hand. "Blossom is libel to pop a blood vessel if we don't."

"Okay," he said as Buttercup led him towards Blossom who had a chair waiting.

"Alright, Buttercup, sit down here," Blossom said. "Okay, Butch, now you come down over here and get that garter belt." He gave her a strange look. "With your teeth," she added with a laugh.

All the guys started to cheer him on. "Go! Go! Go!" they all chanted. It continued until he reached up and grabbed the little lacy piece of fabric. He held it up, while everyone hooped, hollered and cheered. Buttercup rose from the chair looked intensely at Butch.

"Was that good for you, baby?" he whispered in her ear.

"You know it," she said and they shared a kiss.

"Okay, you two, break it up," Brick said. "You'll have plenty of time for that later."

"All the single guys!" Boomer called out. "Let's get ready."

Butch threw the garter and saw that his brother Brick caught it. Brick looked directly over at Blossom who went red in the face and looked away. Buttercup had never seen her sister act like that in front of any guy. She just wondered what her sister really felt.

"Okay, everyone, one more tradition," Bubbles said. "And you two are not getting out of this one."

"Bubbles, we've had enough tradition for one day," Buttercup said. She looked seductively at Butch. He could tell she wanted to leave.

"But you have to cut the cake," Bubbles said.

"Sure, Bubbles," Buttercup said. "I guess we have to." She was still looking over at Butch. He was staring at her as well.

They walked over to the cake table. There was a knife waiting. They both picked it up and cut into the cake. They both picked up a piece and fed each other. It was a chocolate peanut butter cake covered in green fondant with little lite green and chocolate colored flowers.

"Mmmmmm... that's good," Buttercup said laughing as she swallowed her cake. She still had a little frosting around her mouth.

"Not as good as this," Butch said, licking the excess frosting around her mouth and kissing her passionately in front of everyone. All the girls were all sighing at the scene, while the some of the guys looked away in disgust. "What do you say we blow this party?"

"I'm with you," Buttercup said. The party continued as they were looking for an opening to take off.

They were just about to sneak out when Mitch came up to them. Buttercup looked a little nervous. "Hey, Buttercup," Mitch said.

Butch didn't look happy seeing Mitch, but he did his best to keep his cool. "What do you want, Mitch?" Buttercup asked.

"I... ah... just wanted to say... congratulations," he said. He looked over at Butch with a little fear in his eye. "No hard feelings, Butch."

"No, man," he said, and reluctantly shook his hand. He held on protectively to Buttercup, until Mitch left them. They sneaked out the back door.

"Thanks," Buttercup said as they stepped into the night air. "I know that was hard."

"Yeah, it was," he said and kissed her softly. "I did it for you."

"You're sweet," she said and wrapped her arms around his neck. "So, let's get out of here."

"You got your bag?" he asked.

"I hid it in the brushes," she said ran across the lawn and grabbed it. She ran back over to him. "So, are we flying?"

"Not in that dress, you're not," Butch said. "I got a better idea." He led her over to his motorcycle.

"I like this ride," she said with a bright smile on her face.

"Wait until I get you home," he said. He grabbed her and held her close.

At that moment they heard someone approach. "Buttercup?" She looked up and saw her dad standing in front of them. "Sneaking out on your own party?"

"Sort of," she said. "Dad, um... I know..."

"It's okay, Buttercup," he said. "I know I wasn't thrilled about you getting married, but I see how happy you are and..."

Before he could finish she hugged him. "Thanks, Dad."

She stood next to Butch as her father looked over at her new husband. "Took care of my little girl," professor Utonium said. He was holding back tears.

"Don't worry, Professor," Butch said holding her hand. "I love her, and I promise I'll protect her."

"Bye, Dad," Buttercup said as they got on the motorcycle.

"Don't forget your helmet," her father said. She just rolled her eyes and put it on. Butch started up and machine and soon took off. Tears did roll down Professor Utonium's face as he watched his daughter ride off.

The couple soon arrived at Butch's place where he helped her off the Motorcycle. He picked her up bridal style and flew up to the entrance door. He kicked the door opened and walked inside.

Buttercup was giggling the entire time. "Was that necessary?" Butch pushed the door shut and locked it.

"It's tradition," he said. "We wouldn't want to go against tradition."

"No, we wouldn't," Buttercup said in a voice that was almost a whisper. Their lips met, and they continued kissing until they reached his bedroom.

He swung the door opened and gently placed her on the bed. He walked over to shut the door and quickly joined her on the bed.

"God, you look so beautiful," he said and started kissing her again. He reached her neck and she started to moan.

"I think you said that already today," she said and ran her fingers through his hair.

"Then I'll tell you again, and again, and again," he said, kissing her with every word. "God, I missed you last night."

"I missed you, too," she said.

She got off the bed for a moment and pulled down the straps to her dress. It easily fell to the floor, leaving her in nothing but her bra and panties. She crawled back over to him, smiling and started to kiss him again. She was still wearing her jade necklace and earrings. Butch reached over and unclasped it.

She took the necklace and placed it on the nightstand and pulled off her earrings. She laid back on the bed as he hovered over her. He kissed her passionately, leaving her a little breathless.

He took off his dress shirt and slipped off his pants. She pulled him down with her, feeling the warmth of his body heat.

He reached behind and unclasped her bra and threw it on the floor with the rest of their clothes. He massaged his breasts softly, sending soft moans from her. He rolled his tongue around her nipples one at a time as her eyes rolled back in her head. She started to kiss his neck and seductively attacked his ear. It ignited something in him and he grabbed onto her panties and pulled them down.

"Oh, god, baby, you're so good," he whispered in her ear. She giggled in his ear as he placed his finger inside her. He felt how wet she was. "You are ready for me."

"Are you ready for me?" She reached her hand down and slipped down his boxer shorts. She felt how hard his was. "I guess so."

He kicked off his shorts and gave her one last kiss before entering her. She gasped at first and then moaned softly.

As he began to thrust inside her, her moans became louder. She thrust back at him and heard his grunts of pleasure. He looked intensely into her eyes as she started to climax. She held onto him tight as he released himself inside her.

He lay down next to her and held her tight. She sighed softly. "Wow! I still can't believe it," she said almost in a whisper.

"What's that?" he asked her, kissing her forehead.

"That we're married and together, and..."

"And what?" She breathed in touching her stomach. "Baby, what's wrong?"

"Did you feel that?" she asked. She looked up at him. "The baby moved again." She took his hand and placed it on her stomach. "Right there."

He smiled and looked astonished. "That's amazing," he said and looked into her eyes. "It doesn't hurt, does it?"

"No, it doesn't hurt," she said. "Actually it feels pretty good."

"I can't wait until the baby gets here," he said.

"I can," she said. "I want to enjoy every minute of this pregnancy. Besides, once the baby' born, we won't be able to do this anytime we want."

"Then we better enjoy it now," he said, and leaned over and kissed her again.

Miles away at Townsville city jail Him was locked up in a special cell made by Professor Utonium. It was tested to be fool proof against escape. The jailhouse guards took pleasure in taunting him over his incarceration.

"Hey, demon," one of the guards said. "I got some news about one of your boys." He held up the newspaper. The headline read, Power Puff Girl, Buttercup Utonium gets married today to Rowdy Ruff, Butch Jojo.

Him went into a rage. "Seems your boys don't need you anymore," the other guard said. His rage continued and a strange red glow came to his cell. The guards looked on in horror as there was a big explosion. Before they knew it Him was standing over them. It would be the last thing they ever saw.

Him disappeared into oblivion as two police officers looked on.

"Hey, Johnny, what happened?" one of the policeman asked, looking on in horror.

"It's Him." Johnny said. He looked down to see the two dead guards. "We're so screwed."

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First Chapter

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Butch, Buttercup, Drama, Fan Fiction, Powerpuff Girls, Romance, Union Of Souls, Wedding

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author avatar Allison Jae
I am 41 year old writer. I write stories in almost every genre. Chidren's, teen and adult stories. I also write poetry too.

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