"So that's basically everything that happened."
Blossom says finishing up her story as she stuffs her mouth with strawberries.
She just got released from the hospital yesterday and she finished informing us; that's bubbles and I, about how brick and she were being all romantic.
"Wow, that's-"
Bubbles cut me off, "so cute bloss."
I rolled my eyes.
"Is my nose deceiving me or do I smell BC cooking." Butch said walking in,
Cool he got back early from work, bad thing is friends are around so no me and butch time just yet.
"Your nose is deceiving you." Blossom stated.
"But am making a snack so you are 50% right." Bubbles added.
I shot them mean glares as butch walked over and kissed me; a long kiss. Am happy it was super long cause it would be so awkward for them and that's my revenge to them.
Wait...am buttercup and am using kisses as revenge, seriously marriage has changed me.
"Fine, we get it." Blossom yells, I could picture her pulling out her hair.
Butch and I chuckled breaking out of the kiss.
"Foods in the fridge babe."
"Like always."
"Ordered from your fav. restaurant."
"Like always."
"You okay?"
"Like-I mean yes."
He let go of my waist and went up to our bedroom. I wasn't the only one who noticed his mood, blossom and bubbles also did. Didn't want them to say anything about it but they didn't respect it.
"Really disappointed in you BC." Bubbles started.
"Would give anything in the world if I could have cooking skills as yours." Blossom continued.
I am a really good cook, but I hate cooking, I wish I couldn't cook sometimes so I would have an excuse not to. But no, my mom had to pass on to me this stupid cooking skill; I tried zoning her out when she decided to teach me how to cook sometimes but the recipe and procedure got stuck in my brain.
Stupid brain...you couldn't memorize different sex positions or dates when a coupon is about to expire. That would be so useful.
Blossom faced bubbles as they had their own conversation about me even though they knew I could hear them perfectly.
"She is never going to listen." Blossom started shaking her head.
"Maybe we should explain it to her the only way she can understand."
"Yh, in a way that would make her want to kill butch for doing nothing."
They looked at me with their annoyingly cute and stupid smiles. Then back at each other.
"You know if I was a guy like butch," bubbles started this time.
I had tried to run away to escape their stupid logic but they caught me and held me down.
Who knew my friends could be so strong? It was like they had superpowers.
"I would probably want a woman who would cook for me anytime I want."
Blossom continued, "I would probably have a relationship outside my marriage with a woman who can cook, and for dessert she would have a Nicki minaj body."
"But what would happen with my old wife. OLD, haha I already dumped that bitch."
"Yh, I would enjoy my new hotter wife."
"Oh no." Bubbles said exaggerating her dislike by taking her face in her hands.
******
"You cooked?" He sat down with disbelief.
"Mmhmmm." Was my only response.
He took a bite and moaned with pleasure, I smiled at that. He noticed me watching his every move so he asked.
"Are you mad at me?"
"No?" It came out more like a question; I was kinda shocked by his question.
"You wouldn't poison me, would you?"
"No, butch, c'mon." I yelled, not cause I was angry but because I was trying to make a point.
"Oh...so what's wrong?"
I loved how he could read the expression that wasn't even shown on my face, but now I hated it because it was to embarrassing to explain.
"I...uh..." I tried explaining, picking at my nails and not looking him in the eyes while he just laughed making me want to punch him for laughing at me.
"You don't have to explain, I over heard bubs and blossom because I was trying so hard to over hear you guys. I wanted to say something but your gossip was so hilarious and interesting." He softly chuckled again.
While I stared at him wondering.
'So this is the man I ended up with.'
I didn't know that I said it out loud.
"Hey, at least I said something instead of watching you try to get out of this embarrassing situation."
"You only said something because you couldn't control your laughter, you-you jerk."
"Jerk? Wow, you have really expanded the list of insults in your vocab." He clapped.
"You are such a...j" no buttercup, you are better than that.
Instead of laughing at the fact i couldn't think of a better insult, he got down on one knee beside me and took my hand in his as I turned to face him.
"You know they were wrong about everything but one, I would never leave you for another woman no matter what, you would never kill me no matter what,"
I scoffed interrupting him, "I would sell you to Satan for one corn chip."
"But that's not killing,"
I rolled my eyes realizing how right he was.
"And what's the one thing they were right about." I hoped to not here 'the fact I don't cook for him,' that would just shatter me.
"Your cooking is amazing." He left my hand and rose like a proud King.
"Rea..."
"I have never tasted anything better."
My happy expression fell, "you don't have to say it, I'll cook for you if I have to."
He took my face in his hands making me look directly into his eyes,
"That doesn't change anything, yeah, I might want it sometimes but am not going to force you to do anything,"
"What of when you forced me into that itsy bitsy Santa's little helper costume last Christmas."
He chuckled, "you didn't let me finish, I'm not going to force you into anything that you won't like,"
"I didn't say I liked it."
"Cause you were to busy moaning 'don't stop'."
I blushed, "why are you like this?"
"I try to keep up with you."
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I lay down half way on him, his arm was wrapped around me. My fingers played with his shirt while his played with my hair.
"Butch could you take off your shirt?"
"Hmmm," a sly smile made its way to his lips, "naughty naughty." He faked an indian accent tapping my chin. I pushed his hand away and groaned not having the strength to think of a dirty comeback.
"I just... want to feel you."
He chuckled softly, "I think you have the pleasure of that everyday."
"Butch," I whined not wanting to flirt right not.
"Fine." He stood up took of his shirt then laid back down. I don't know why I missed him so much in between those seconds he was gone. "If I asked nicely would you take off your shirt?"
I laughed, "you are so stupid."
I yawned and closed my eyes, today was in fact tiring. Blossom and bubs gave me bad advice, even though it helped a little to clear some things between butch and I.
Butch and I did the dishes together after he rubbed my head in both his armpits because I called him smelly. I didn't shower as a revenge so he decided to eat chips which he stored under our bed over my head making all the crumbs fall in my hair so I had to shower.
"Butt? You awake?*
"Mm."
"Um...I'm leaving."
I heard him but I didn't have the energy to whine, cause I immediately fell asleep.
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