Chapter 6

“She said you’re bathing w/ us from now on.” Brute says.

“No way in hell am I agreeing to that!” I argue.

“You bathe in the locker room so it’s fine.” Brat says.

“That’s completely different!” I state.

“How?” Berserk asks.

“Because there’s enough individual shower heads it’s more like a bunch of mini showers put in one room! Aka each girl still has her own space! And last time I was in the shower here it wasn’t like that at all!” I explain.

“Ok let’s rephrase this. You’re not going to be allowed extended periods alone anymore. You should be happy we didn’t make it so that you have to take us to the bathroom w/ you even to pee or check your eye or something.” Brute says.

“No!” I refuse again.

“You don’t get to say no to this.” Berserk says.

“I just did.” I huffed and crossed my arms.

Yes I know that I shouldn’t piss them off.

Yes I know that it’s probably best to just suck it up and accept it.

But for some reason something is telling me that I shouldn’t let it happen.

“Buttercup you’re pushing your luck.” Brat says.

“How about a compromise?” I ask.

“No.” They all shot down my suggestion.

“I know you noticed the shared room situation.” Berserk says.

“I did.” I confirm.

“It’s because we couldn’t make up our minds on who you should sleep w/. And it didn’t seem practical to make you go to a new room every night. Not to mention we fought over who would get the first night w/ you.” Brute explains.

“Wait I have to sleep in here?!” I exclaimed.

“Yep.” They all confirmed.

“Let me guess. No extended periods includes when I sleep too doesn’t it?” I ask.

“Correct.” Brat answers.

“Isn’t this overkill?” I ask.

“Nope.” Berserk chimes in.

“But you already destroyed my way home.” I point out.

“But you probably would have asked our prisoners for help in exchange for you setting them free. Last time we were careless. We thought you wouldn’t dare just like no one here does. We won’t make that mistake again.” Brute explains.

“They were already trying to manipulate you to set them free so I wouldn’t put it past them to monopolize on the chance to make you take all the blame.” Berserk says.

“So simply put if you’re not glued to our hips we’re going to assume the worse.” Brat wraps up.

“Except now I know that they’re not to be trusted. I also know that I’m on thin ice as it is. So I’m not going to just put myself in danger over a very, very, very, slim chance of escape.” I argue.

“Buttercup we’re getting tired of arguing w/ you on this.” Berserk warns.

*Sighs.*

“Look the sleeping thing I can live w/. But to be perfectly fair I much rather not let the people who kidnapped me TWICE now see me naked. I feel like that’s just too much.” I elaborate.

“Sorry but you’re not getting us to budge. Knowing you, you’ll use what ever we give you against us as soon as you.” Brat says.

Dang didn’t expect them to be this paranoid after that one escape. 

I also didn’t expect them to accurately guess that anything they were willing to do I would have it for me to use for any potential escape attempt. 

“Look at this she went quiet. You were right apparently Brat.” Brute says.

“And here I was feeling a bit bad for her. I was actually going to say we compromise.” Berserk says.

“Hey I was just shocked that she thought and saw me like that.” I defend myself.

“Aww, we can tell that that’s partially true. But unfortunately for you people here are better liars than you. So nice try.” Brat giggles.

“You know for you three to argue you caught me fair and square last time, how is three superpowered girls against me using sneak attacks against me fair?” I ask.

“You’re not exactly weak. Even Brute powered up isn’t strong enough to over power you normally. Which is impressive and scary.” Berserk says.

“She’s right. Even before our incident to get our powers I was admittedly freakishly strong. I was even stronger than a gorilla as a kid. So now I’m pretty curious on how strong you really are.” Brute says.

“…”

“Why are you suddenly silent?” Brat asks.

“I’m struggling to process what she just said.” I answer.

“Why? What she said was pretty straight forward was it not?” Berserk asks.

“How the hell did she test her strength? Also how fucking bad is this place where a child can literally go and be in direct contact w/ a damn gorilla?!” I exclaimed.

They all just laughed in my face. Like what I said was a joke and not a ligament concern!

“Oh the wild life is the least of our concerns here!” Brute says catching her breath.

“… You shouldn’t be laughing about that!” I exclaim.

“That’s nothing! People just casually have nukes in their houses that they made!” Berserk adds.

“What?!” I say completely stunned.

“Aww did that hurt you’re brain?” Brat asks.

“You know what I’m done. I can’t deal w/ this information and you girls being.. whatever you call your behavior. I’m taking a nap.” I state and plop down on the bed.

Since we didn’t get off the bed I just laid down face down.

“Alright. But just know you have to sleep w/ little to no clothes now.” Brat says laying on top of my back.

“What?!” I exclaimed.

Her comment made me remember that I was still naked.

I had dropped my clothes when I was pulled through the portal.

So I didn’t have anything to change into. 

Not to mention I kinda, sorta, forgot I was naked because of them immediately going all crazy torture mode minutes after I was pulled through the portal.

“Oh lord! Did you really forget you were naked!? That explains why you said what you did earlier and meant it!” Brute laughs.

“Get me some clothes!” I yell.

“No you’re warm!” Berserk says grabbing me and pulling me into her lap.

“And your skin is surprisingly soft!” Brat chimes.

“Yeah! Our skin is hardened from all the battles and stuff we do. But you don’t exactly have a.. what’s the word I’m looking for… gentle? No. Whatever. Point is you’re just as rough if not rougher than us so it’s quite surprising!” Brute says.

“Are you being serious right now!?” I exclaim again for who knows how many times tonight.

“Yes. But if you were to take a bath w/ us we may give you something to wear.” Berserk says.

“You really want me in that bath w/ you girls…” I sigh.

“Is that a yes?” Brat asks.

“No!” I immediately shoot down.

“Aww! Why not!” Brat whines.

“Yeah why? Now that you’re actively aware of the fact that you actually are naked in front of already you can’t use the same excuse as last time.” Brute says.

I looked at all of them and the looks on their faces told that they thought I couldn’t fight back.

“Ok then how about the fact that you girls are being to persistent for it to be just innocent bathing. I don’t know what you plan to do to me in there. But it definitely can’t be good.” I state.

“That’s fair.” Berserk says sounding disappointed.

“But people are also persistent w/ surprises!” Brat says.

“I doubt that it’s a surprise that I’d enjoy for one. Two, people who have a surprise plan try to be subtle about it. At least I’ve never met anyone that was so blunt about wanting someone in a specific place unless it was something extremely urgent.” I argue.

“Ugh! Why not just play along? What’s the worse that can happen!?” Brute groans out.

“Oh? Would the Oppressor or Conqueror agree w/ that?” I asked.

Their expressions immediately darkened.

“They don’t have any part in this.” Brat says coldly.

“I mean they could be evidence of what’s lies in wait in my near future. Especially if I just play along.” I say w/ a shrug.

“We won’t hurt you like that if you go to the bathroom w/ us right now.” Brute says.

But I got the feeling it was a threat not reassurance.

Either I go to the bathroom and bathe w/ them or I can experience what I heard them do to those poor victims.

“Not much of a choice now is it?” I say w/ a sigh.

“Finally giving in?” Berserk asks.

They all probably already knew the answer. They most likely just wanted confirmation.

“Yes.. but I’m not happy about it.” I answer w/ a scowl.

“Smart choice. Also if we bathe and we’re mad then you can’t move away from us if we choose to cuddle you. Same thing applies for the bed.” Brute says.

I groan.

“I would say I’m surprised but I’m surprisingly not.” I say w/ a sigh.

“It won’t be that bad.” Brat says.

“Until you get mad at each other and I’m stuck in a tug of war because you don’t feel like sharing.” I argue.

“…”

They just stared at me then at each other in silence after my comment. Probably trying to figure out a way to argue it. 

But we all know that wasn’t going to work.

Afterall they wanted to kill Brute too when she laughed at me saying they would get along w/ Bubbles and Blossom.

“You didn’t need to call us out like that.” Brat pouts.

“I know. I just wanted to.” I say smugly.

“Are you trying to piss us off or something?” Brute asks.

“No. But I honestly think that if I wasn’t snarky like this you might get more annoyed thinking I was giving you the silent treatment or something.” I explain.

“…”

“The fact that she isn’t wrong is annoying.” Berserk says.

“Very” Brat and Brute chorus.

“Don’t hate me because you ain’t me.” I say standing up finally.

“I didn’t say you could stand up.” Berserk says.

“You want to bathe or not?” I state.

“That’s all you needed to say!” Brat says as they all spring up.

They actually scared the living hell out of me.

It was even noticeable. 

I could tell because they looked at me concerned for a bit then they apparently realized that they startled me before they dragged me to the bathroom.

“Hey you don’t need to drag me!” I exclaimed.

“Yes we do!” Brat says instantly.

“Knowing you, you might back out and run from us and hide before we even notice.” Berserk adds.

“Or you might stall.” Brute brings up shooting me a pointed look.

“Damn you wanted to call me out as payback?” I ask.

“Heh. That was pretty fun.” Brat says.

“Very much so.” Brute jokes.

“Rude.” I fake pout.

“Before we retrieved you we went to the store back at your home. We got some bath salt and stuff now.” Berserk says.

“Why didn’t you just buy that stuff here?” I ask.

“Well for starters we didn’t buy them.” Brute says.

“Also because of our.. tempers we kinda destroyed a lot of stuff. We don’t have anymore factories that make luxury items anymore.” Brat says sheepishly.

“Worldwide..?” I ask hesitantly.

“… yeah..” Berserk admits.

“Idiots.” I say under my breath.

“We’re not that bad.” Brute says defensively.

“So how come they haven’t rebuilt?” I ask.

“They did.. we kept destroying them every time we got mad.” Brat hesitantly admits.

“That’s just sad.” I state.

“Rude.” Brute says.

“But true.” I argue.

“Back to my point. What smell of bubbles do you want?” Berserk asks.

“What do you have?” I ask in return.

“Vanilla, Apple cinnamon, Mint, Strawberry, Lavender, Vanilla lavender, Cinnamon mist, and Smokey smore.” Berserk lists.

“Those are.. unexpected.” I say a bit shocked.

“Which do you want?” Brat asks.

“Vanilla. If it’s the one I think it is Bubbles and Blossom made me try it and it’s pretty good for sore muscles.” I answered.

“They made you try these?” Brute asked sounding shocked.

“Yeah. I lost a bet.” I answered honestly.

“What bet?” Brat asked.

“I bet they couldn’t make 20 shots.” I say w/ a sigh.

“In what?” Berserk asks.

“Basketball.” I say.

“Don’t tell me they actually..” Brute trails off in disbelief.

“Each got the amount.” I answer w/ a groan.

“Seriously?” Brat asks.

“Yeah.. I should have said consecutive. Since they took like 200 shots before they actually got the amount I specified.” I admit.

“Was it at least worth it?” Berserk asks.

“Surprisingly yes. That stuff actually got rid of some joint pain from when some dude tried to break my leg and collarbone.” I explain.

“What?!” They exclaimed.

“What?” I ask.

“Why did he tried to break any part of your body?!” Brat says grabbing my shoulders and shaking me.

“Is he still alive?!” Berserk asked cracking her knuckles.

“If so what does he look like and where does he live because he won’t be living for long.” Brute says popping her neck.

“… Calm the fuck down.” I demand.

“No!” They all yell.

“Yes! Or I guess I should just go and satisfy my curiosities and go visit your prisoners just like this.” I say tauntingly.

Was what I was doing dangerous? Definitely. 

But I love the reactions they give sometimes.

Like the shock on Brat’s face right now. She looks like I just killed her dog and said Santa wasn’t real while doing it.

Berserk looked like she just saw the boy she liked kissing her mother on her birthday.

Was that a weird way to compare well in this case paint a picture of how she looks?

Yes I supposed it was.

But frankly if you could see her face you would agree.

However, Brute’s face was the best!

Her jaw was on the ground!

Her eyes were wide w/.. horror I believe and the best part was that she lost strength in her legs and fell.

But the way she fell was fucking hilarious!

Her legs didn’t know which way to fall apparently. 

Which caused her to fall into doing the splits! Literally!

And I was here for every minute of it! 

Especially w/ how her knees buckled!

Absolutely amazing.

“There’s no way in hell that you’re seeing them! Especially not while naked!” Brute declared still in the splits on the floor.

“Exactly! And if you try to even get close to those cells we’ll chain you to the fucking bed!” Brat yells.

“We might just do that anyways for even suggesting it.” Berserk says.

“There we go. There’s the bitches that I recognize.” I say w/ a chuckle.

“Ha, ha, ha. So funny.” Brute says sarcastically.

“Now that you’re calm. Can we just get this fucking bath over w/ so that I can finally get some clothes?” I say w/ a huff.

“Alright. I’ll start the bubbles. Brat and Brute will take you to the was station.” Berserk says.

“K.” I say in acceptance.

I sit down on one of the stools and immediately start washing up. 

I was in the middle of washing my hair when I suddenly felt hands on my back.

I yelp and jump at the touch.

“Hey!?” I exclaimed.

“What?” Brat giggled.

“You can’t just touch me!” I scold.

“Why not?” She asks innocently.

“Drop the act. It’s creepy.” I shoot her down.

Why play along when I don’t have to?

“Aww! But I’m not putting on an act~! I truly do want to know why I can’t just come and wash your back.” She says.

“I’mma beat you.” I state.

Brute bursts out laughing.

“Oh? What just happened?” Berserk says walking in.

“Buttercup just threatened to beat Brat!” Brute laughs out.

“What?!” Berserk exclaims joining in the laughter.

“It’s not funny.” Brat whines.

“It kinda is though.” Berserk argues.

“I hate you both.” Brat hisses.

“Feeling’s mutual.” Brute chuckles.

“You guys are so weird.” I sigh rinsing my hair.

“We’re not that weird.” Berserk says.

She comes up behind me and grabs my shoulders startling me as well.

“Stop touching me out of nowhere!” I exclaim.

“Nah it’s too much fun seeing you jump.” Brute says.

“If any of you touch me again I’m hitting you.” I state.

“You wouldn’t dare.” Brute says grabbing my waist.

Immediately I slapped her.

“Wouldn’t I?” I challenge her.

“She actually did it!” Brat laughs.

Berserk joined her.

“Oh you’re going to regret that!” Brute says w/ a growl.

She then lunged at me.

I took her head on. 

And that’s how we ended up wrestling on the bathroom floor.

Well it’s more like a street brawl than wrestling.

Punches flew, dodges and feints soared through the air as we tumbled and rolled on the floor.

“My money’s on Buttercup.” Brat says as Brute knees me in the gut.

“I think Brute has her this time.” Berserk says.

I land an uppercut to Brute’s jaw and send her flying off me.

I follow her not letting her get a break from my assault.

“Ooh that’s gotta hurt.” Brat winces.

“Definitely.” Berserk agrees.

“You two going to keep watching? I guess Blossom and Bubbles are girly girls regardless of the universe. Mirrored or not.” I provoke.

I knew it was stupid. I didn’t care.

Why should I? If these assholes wanna challenge me then I’m going to show them how annoying I can be.

“You bitch!” Berserk yells.

“Oh you’re so dead!” Brat declares.

“Ha! She called you those prissy ass bitches!” Brute laughs.

“Sure the fuck did.” I state.

“Brute keep laughing and we’ll beat your ass too!” Berserk says.

“BC are you willing to be on the same team as me?” Brute asks.

“I don’t know.. if you don’t slow me down sure.” I agree.

“Hell yeah!” She cheered.

“Double green beat down it seems.” Brat says cracking her knuckles.

“Yep.” Berserk says lunging at me.

“Why me first!? You were closer to Brute!” I exclaimed.

“Because I rather grab you!” She says attempting to tackle me.

“Fuck off!” I yell hitting her on the back of the neck as I dodge.

“Oof!” She groaned as she hit the floor.

“Shit!” Brute screams in pain.

I snap my attention towards her.

I saw Brat standing over her w/ a metal bath bucket. 

Which is now dented.

Yikes… 

R.I.P Brute.

“Oh.., Buttercup~!” Brat chimes.

“If you come near me w/ that thing I’m gonna rip off your foot and beat you w/ it.” I threaten.

She giggled.

“You can choose one of two outcomes.” She says happily.

“I get a chose but your first victim didn’t?” I ask.

“Yes. Now option one is you sit down and let me cuddle you non-stop for the rest of the day or you can get the same treatment as that lump of useless flesh.” Brat says twirling the bucket on her finger.

“…” 

“Cat got your tongue suddenly?” She teases.

“A psycho blonde cat.” I grumble.

“That’s not very nice.” She says.

“So?” I state.

“What’s your choice little green?” She says a bit more firmly.

“I think I’ll try my luck w/ a fight.” I state.

“How disappointing.” She says before she lunged at me.

“I’m not that easy to hit!” I state as I dodge and kick her jaw.

She grunted and threw the bucket at me.

I tackled her as I dodged the in coming object.

“Fuck!” She exclaimed.

“No way! I’m going to fight till you’re too tired to try and punish me!” I state.

“That’s never going to happen!” She declares.

“Then I’ll just knock you out!” I say confidently.

“You wish!” She roars.

“I don’t wish I know.” I state as we wrestle.

I would pin her and try to knock her out. 

She’d flip us and try to do something weird.

She kept trying to pinch spots on my legs and arms.

But before she could I managed to flip us back over.

After a good like 20 minutes, maybe longer I finally managed to land a knock out blow on her.

Shit man that was fucking difficult as hell.

“Oh damn, she actually took her out.” Berserk says sitting up.

“Fuck yeah. Bout time someone taught that blueberry bitch a lesson.” Brute cheered.

“You guys seriously just sat there and fucking watched!?” I exclaimed.

“Yep.” Brute says.

“It was quite the show.” Berserk adds.

“Brute what happened to being on the same team!? You weren’t going to help me out or at least offer to?!” I huffed.

“Nope! Wouldn’t want to slow you down.” She jokes.

“Fuck you.” I state washing up again.

“Don’t be like that!” Brute says draping her arms over me from behind.

“Off I’m trying to get clean. Also you motherfuckers are washing sleeping beauty.” I state shoving her off. 

“Don’t be so cold.” She pouts.

“Buttercup you’re not helping us?” Berserk asks.

“Like you helped me?” I question.

“Hey I wasn’t on your team.” She laughs.

“If you won’t even help your teammate why would I help you?” I ask.

“Fair enough.” She relents.

“You do know you’re not getting out of here w/ out at least one of us going w/ you, right?” Brute says.

“Shut up.” I state.

“Fine be that way.” Berserk says.

I rinsed off and went into the tub to soak.

The water was the perfect temperature too. 

Which shocked me quite a lot.

Didn’t think they could run a proper bath.

Not to say they’re dirty it’s just that I took them more as the type of people to jump into a shower wash rinse then jump out.

But then again it’s always who you least expect.

I sat in the tub relaxing w/ my eyes closed.

Suddenly I felt a weight on my lap.

My eyes snapped open.

I looked down and saw that they had put Brat on my lap.

“Hey?!” I exclaimed.

“What? Did you expect us to let you get away w/ causing chaos?” Berserk asks.

“Get her off me.” I state.

“She’s not getting off your lap for a while BC.” Brute says.

I groan.

“This isn’t necessary.” I say.

“Oh please, Brat would be on a war path if she woke up not on your lap.” Berserk says.

“How is that my problem. Her way to my home is destroyed and you guys admitted you wouldn’t hurt me.” I sigh out.

“Don’t get cocky.” Brute warns.

“In all honesty the only thing I plan on doing now that I’m stuck here w/ no way out is sleep and binge watch TV. If it’s still functioning after your rampage.” I say.

“Really? That’s all?” Berserk asks.

“Yeah? What else is there to do?” I question.

“You could hang out w/ us.” Brute suggests.

“Don’t you guys have villagers and villages to torment and wreak havoc on?” I ask.

“Ha, ha, ha. You sarcastic bitch.” Berserk says.

“Shut it. I’m still mad you knocked me out Buttercup but I’m enjoying this lap time.” Brat says jump scaring us.

“When the fuck did you wake up?!” I exclaim.

“When they started washing me.” She says w/ a shrug.

“So why didn’t you say anything until now?!” Brute demands.

“I enjoyed getting pampered.” Brat says w/ another shrug.

“Get off.” I say.

“No.” Brat argues.

“I’ll push you off.” I argue back.

“I fucking dare you to try.” She says.

I took that challenge head on and pushed her off my lap.

“Gah?!” Brat exclaimed surprised.

“Ha!” Brute laughs.

“Pfft!? Did you really think she was bluffing?!” Berserk chokes out between laughs.

“Shut up!” Brat says popping out of the water.

“Just leave me be.” I say leaning back again.

“Seriously Buttercup you’re not even going to engage w/ us?” Brute asks.

“Nope.” I say popping the ‘P’.

“Buttercup we brought you back so that we can keep the girl who was cheeky and entertaining. Not for you to laze about.” Berserk complains.

“Beggars can’t be choosers.” I state simply.

“Buttercup!” Brat whines.

“Come on don’t make us threaten you just to get you go back to normal.” Brute says.

“Is it really necessary to even consider threatening me over this?” I ask.

“Yes!” All three responded.

“That’s sad.” I say.

“Enough games, Buttercup.” Berserk warns.

“If you want me to go back to semi-normal at least then you have to let me leave this lab.” I state firmly.

“What?!” They exclaimed.

“That’s the condition.” I say calmly.

“Why would you even want to leave!?” Brat asks.

“I don’t like feeling couped up.” I answer simply.

“But still there’s plenty you can do in here!” Brute adds in agreement.

“And there’s plenty more I could do out there.” I argue.

“No way.” Berserk says.

“Why are you even so against it?” I ask.

“Because we have a lot of enemies!” Brat says.

“Yeah and you look too much like Brute for them to not try and jump you!” Berserk adds.

“Exactly! Besides you saw what’s outside the first time we took you and you looked out the window. You clearly didn’t like the view you got.” Brute argues.

“I also didn’t like being kidnapped yet here we are again.” I say flatly.

“Touché.” Berserk says.

“There has to be a way to convince you that going out there is irrelevant.” Brat says.

“W/ how hard you girls are fighting letting me out, it makes me think there’s more to this than you’re letting on.” I state.

They tensed at that.

“Am I right?” I ask w/ a raised eyebrow seeing their reactions.

“No.. it’s just that we’re kinda responsible for most of the damage you might see and we admit we rather you didn’t see it.” Brute admits.

“That scares me a bit.” I say honestly.

“More or less the point is you don’t want to go out there.” Berserk says.

“I think I know what I do and don’t want.” I argue.

“Don’t push it Buttercup.” Brat warns.

“Calm down. If it’s bad enough that you guys warned me and admitted that it wasn’t something I should see then I’m not going to test fate and act tough.” I relent.

“Good.” Brute sighs in relief.

“I’m still curious though.” I add.

They tensed.

“Not that curious calm down.” I state.

“You’re doing this on purpose.” Berserk whines.

“Maybe a little. It’s kinda entertaining.” I admit.

“Buttercup!” Brat groans.

“That’s my name.” I state.

“You’re acting more like a brat than she is, and it’s literally her name!” Brute says.

“Hey I’m not that bad!” I argue.

“Keep telling yourself that.” Berserk says.

“Whatever helps you sleep at night.” Brat adds.

“That’s just mean.” I huff.

“Truth hurts doesn’t it?” Brute says elbowing me playfully.

“Shut up.” I say swatting her elbow away.

“Nah.” She says elbowing me again.

“You’re annoying.” I state.

“But you love me.” She says.

“Do I? Or do you just want me to love you?” I question.

She tensed. 

So did Brat and Berserk. 

Which I found interesting.

Did I unknowingly strike a nerve?

I hope it doesn’t get me killed.

“You girls ok?” I ask.

“Uh.. yeah we’re fine. Just fine…” Berserk says.

I clearly didn’t believe her. 

Especially when they all moved closer to me and just started holding me.

I figured it was best if I just let them have this, this time.

So I just sat there as they clung to me.

“Say Buttercup..?” Brat says.

She said my name so softly I almost didn’t hear her.

“Yeah?” I respond.

“What’s the worst part about love?” She asked.

Her question threw me off by a large margin.

“What..?” I ask.

I thought I might have misheard her so I wanted to confirm what she said.

“What’s the worst part about love?” She asked again.

“I’m not sure how to answer that. Do you have something specific?” I ask.

“What’s the worst part about falling in-love or being in-love?” Berserk asks this time.

“I don’t really know for sure. I never really been in-love before. But if I had to guess I would say it’s the insecurities you get and how easily they can hurt you.” I say after a moment of thinking.

“What do you mean?” Brute asks.

“Well.. when you fall in-love w/ someone you want to share you’re secrets w/ them and you want them to be there for you and console you when you get hurt. But w/ that comes a trust and vulnerability that no one else has. Especially if they’re your first. Afterall a secret isn’t something you tell everyone right?” I explained.

“Yeah but you wouldn’t fall in-love w/ someone who could hurt you, right?” Berserk asks.

“Of course you would.” I answer.

“But that doesn’t sound very smart.” Brat says.

“I mean when you think about it if you met someone you thought you could trust and they haven’t done anything to make you think otherwise then you can eventually fall in-love w/ them. Even if you don’t confess to them if you were to see them w/ someone else kissing or something it would hurt you. Love is weird. Love brings a lot of good things around but w/ it comes risk. And no matter what you do even the smallest misunderstanding can happen and cause you pain.” I elaborate.

“So it’s not that you fell in-love w/ someone who’s gonna hurt you it’s more like you fell in-love and now you can be hurt.” Brute says.

“Yeah.” I agree.

“Then how do you know if you fell for the right person?” Berserk asks.

“You don’t.” I answer simply.

“That’s not reassuring.” Brat complains.

“Aren’t you heroes supposed to fight in love’s defense?” Brute asks.

“Oh please we’re not idiots. We know that love can bring pain. After all why would those corny heroes name their attacks after love if it’s not going to pack a punch?” I state.

“Then what’s the point of painting love in a good light?” Berserk asks.

“Listen love is something we all want because we all want to know there’s someone who we know can hurt us but chooses not to because they care for us just as much as we do them. But it also lets us grow. Love allows us to open up and trust others. If we can trust others then it’s great because we don’t feel a constant need to look over our shoulders.” I explain.

“But is it really all that great if we end up hurt in the end?” Brute asks.

“By that logic what’s so great about sports like boxing, football, wrestling and so on? Everyone should just play Chess instead.” I argue.

“What?!” How does that relate?!” Brute exclaims.

“Well in those sports win or loose you wind up getting hurt either way. So are they really worth keeping?” I explain.

“But those are different!” Berserk states.

“How so?” I ask.

“Because physical wounds heal. They go away and you can easily forget them or only remember them you see a picture of them.” Brat argues.

“Oh yeah? What about broken bones? Or if you get hurt so bad that you become paralyzed?” I ask.

“But that doesn’t happen very often.” Brute argues.

“But it still happens.” I state.

“But break ups and other painful things relating to love happen more often than those injuries.” Berserk argues.

“And car wrecks happen more often than plane crashes so how come we don’t fly everywhere or walk?” I counter.

“Then how do you suggest we figure out if we fell in-love w/ the right person?” Brat asks.

“Only real way is to give it a shot. Tell them how you feel and see what happens from there.” I say w/ a shrugged. 

“Ok.” Berserk says as they all move closer to me again.

Next thing I know Brute kissed me!?

“Mph!?” 

After Brute was Berserk and then Brat.

“We love you Buttercup.” They all chorused.

Before I could even process or respond I felt them kissing my neck and grabbing me.

‘What the fuck is happening?!’