So, we have a winner.
MYSTERY DATE!!!!
You're probably wondering why. Well, I took 17 votes away from Buttercup because a certain someone, who shall not be named, commented 17 times on her. Because they chose to make my job harder than it needed to be, I stomped Buttercup down a few pegs.
So it was a dead tie between Buttercup and the Mystery Date.
I called in help from my good friend and former owner of this account, IvanBullock, to help me break the tie. He does read this book, is caught up, knows the dynamics between characters, and made his choice.
So what would have happened if the other options won?
Blossom- Date at the Museum. Looking at art pieces, a piece of your history would have been shared, cameo appearance from another CN character, Blossom finds out about a certain detail of your past, kiss at the end.
Bubbles (RIfuckingP)- Date at the Movies. Watching a brand new movie in 3D, accidental hand touches, cameo from a rather very classic Hanna Barbara character, a heart to heart about being the younger sibling, a kiss on the cheek at the end.
Buttercup- Date at the Zoo. Looking at animals, finding out about your fear of a certain reptile (#inspiredbyT), two classic CN characters showing up, talking about your past in Nowhere, a kiss at the end.
Now, I give you, the MYSTERY DATE!!!!
-lexi <3
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You stared at the tickets for a moment. You were still a bit confused on who you were going to ask. You weren't sure if any of the girls would actually like to go to this thing with you.
Oh, wait.
Y/N: Hey, Brat?
Brat looked up from her book.
Y/N: You wanna go to the Wresting show with me?
Brat: What's that?
You both stared at each other blankly. You then outlet out your phone and opened up YouTube. You searched up some videos and showed them to Brat.
Her eyes lit up at the sight. Giant buff dudes beating the crap of each other? She loved it.
Then the door swung open.
Liz: Hey, Brat, just a heads up, your appointment with the Professor is going to be on Friday.
Y/N: But, that's when the show is going to be happening.
Liz: Sorry, but he's a busy man. If we want to have those scans ran, she'll have to miss it.
Brat sighed.
Brat: Dang it.
Liz: It's alright, sweetie. You can go to the next one. They're always coming around.
Brat just pouted. She knew she needed to get her scans done to make sure she was okay with living in this world, but she really wanted to go to that Wrestling thing.
Brat: Okay.
You placed a hand on her back. Guess she was out of the equation. Maybe you could dress Courage up and take him as your little brother or something.
Y/N: Hey, Courage.
Courage looked up from his laptop. You narrowed your eyes at him.
Y/N: Are you playing World of Warcraft again?
Courage smiled.
Y/N: Right. I won't bother you, then.
Courage just shrugged and went back to typing on the laptop. He then pulled out a gaming headset and out it one.
Courage: <Git gud>
So everyone was out. Just when you were thinking of options, your phone went off. You looked at it, and smiled.
Power Up!
Butch: WRESTLING!
You and Butch walked towards the event center bubbling with excitement. He had texted you a few days ago to see if you wanted to spar. After doing so, you decided to invite him along.
He was more than happy to agree. He was the one who knew the most about this stuff. He had the old tapes he showed you when you were trying to get stronger. Besides, you never really got to hang out with him or Boomer without Brick or someone else around.
Butch: Thanks for letting me come with you. I needed a break from dumb and dumber back in Cityville.
Y/N: I get it. Siblings can be a real pain sometimes.
Butch: Tell me about it.
You reached the entrance and gave them your tickets. You both headed inside. Since Butch was technically not allowed in Townsville, he wore a disguise of sorts.
A dark green hoodie, an old baseball cap he found, and Boomer's glasses.
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Boomer: My glasses! I can't see without my glasses!
Brick groaned as he watched TV. Boomer just frantically waved his arms around before he ran into a wall.
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Y/N: So, you know about these guys? Like their stories and everything?
Butch smirked.
Butch: I got tapes of this company heading back to the 80's, my guy. I know everything there is to know.
That was good. Maybe he could fill in some blanks if you needed it. You both looked around the venue for a bit. They had booths set up for merchandise like shirts and toys and the like.
You actually recognized some faces on the shirts.
However, you stopped when you saw something oddly familiar. You reached down and picked up one of the toys that was on display. It finally hit you.
D/N: This is the Exterminator. He's a big baddie who wants to take down Jo-Man once and for all!
Y/N: Woah. He looks cool!
You father chuckled.
D/N: He does, doesn't he?
Butch: Y/N?
You were pulled from your memories by Butch. He had a hand on your shoulder.
Butch: You good, dude?
You looked back at the toy and set it back down.
Y/N: Yeah. I'm all good. Did you find anything?
Butch: Nah. We can come back later.
You agreed. You both got some snacks and left to find your seats. Once you were seated, you realized just how close you were.
Butch: Dude, we're right in the front! This is insane!
Indeed. You were right on the wall. You'll be able to see everything from here. Though, how often will the wrestlers be out of the ring?
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Y/N/Butch: OHHHHHH!
You leaned over the wall and looked at the wrestler who was just THROWN OVER THE ROPES!
You thought this stuff was fake. You truly believed it was like those events you saw on TV. But this, this stuff was real.
Butch: I think he broke his arm. Sick!
Y/N: FINSIH HIM!
The other wrestler got onto the top rope and patted his elbow. He then jumped off and dug his elbow right into the other guy's rib. The crowd went wild as did you and Butch.
You were having so much fun. More fun than you thought you would, honestly. And you were honestly glad that you brought Butch along. While he was more excited than you were, you were both pretty much on the same wavelength right now.
Butch: Count it, ref!
Y/N: COUNT IT! COUNT IT!
After the count of three, the match was over. You and Butch cheered in victory for your wrestler and held each other as you jumped up and down.
The medics had to come and take the other guy away. Must suck to be him.
Y/N: Yeah!
Announcer: For our next match, and the main event for the night, in the left corner we have, JO-MAN!
The crowd cheered loudly. However, you just stood there with a shocked look onnyour face. Jo-Man? Could it be....
The wrestler ran out of his side and you knew right away, it was the same wrestler that your father told you about. The heroic Jo-Man.
Does that mean....
Announcer: And his opponent for the night, the evil, the scheming, the vicious, EXTERMINATOR!
You watched with wide eyes as the Exterminator ran out of his side. Wasting no time, he tackled Jo-Man onto the ground.
You couldn't help but smile.
Y/N: YEAH! TAKE HIM DOWN!
Y/N: Beat him up, Exterminator!
Y/N: SHOW NO MERCY!
D/N: You really like him, huh?
You smiled even wider. Butch watched you out of the corner of his eye and couldn't help but grin himself.
Butch: YEAH! EXTERMINATOR!
You both cheered loudly as the match went on. You never thought that you would be doing something like this. Funny how life changes, huh?
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Butch: That was so cool!
Butch threw some punches in the air. The event was now over and you were more than happy that Exterminator had won. It was close, but it was worth every second.
Y/N: Man, I can't believe he knocked him out with a clothesline. That was insane.
Butch: I know, right? He just, ha! It was so sick.
You and Butch went back and forth talking about the crazy match. However, you both stopped walking when you heard something over the crowd.
Butch: What the....what was that?
You didn't know. But, it almost sounded like a gun being loaded. You both looked at each other.
Y/N: We should check it out.
Butch scratched the back of his neck.
Butch: I mean, I can't be found. I was told that if I was seen back in Townsville, and I quote, "I'll be met with the might of the US military". So....
You looked over at a nearby booth and got an idea.
Moments later, you and Butch were sneaking around backstage with Luchador maskes on. His was bright green with red lining while yours was F/C with S/F/C lining.
You followed the sound from where you had heard the gun and were soon approaching the locker room.
Thug: You're going to shut up and pay up, Joseph! You owe us!
You raised a brow. Who was Joseph?
It didn't matter. Someone was in danger. You pushed the door open slightly and peeked inside with Butch.
Your eyes grew wide when you found the thug and his friends pointing a gun at Exterminator.
Exterminator: I told you, I'll get you your money. I just need more time.
Thug: You're all out of time. If you won't pay, then we'll just take something else.
You and Butch both nodded at each other and swung the door open. The thugs all turned around at the noise, but they had no time to react. Your knee was quickly slamming into the gunman's nose.
He flew back and slammed against a locker while Butch grabbed another thug's arm. He pulled it over his shoulder and lifted the guy up. He then did a Fireman and slammed the thug through a bench.
You grabbed the last guy and slid around behind him. You locked your arms, lifted up, and bent backwards. Once he was knocked out, you and Butch moved in front of Exterminator to protect him.
Y/N: It's alright, Exterminator. I'm a hero called Stranger. This is my, uh, partner.....
Butch: The B-Man!
Exterminator: Um....nice to meet you?
Director: CUT!
You and Butch both lifted your heads confused. You suddenly looked around and noticed the cameras in the room as well as the other staff members.
Y/N: What?
The director tossed down his headset and walked over to you and Butch. You both stood up straight like two children about to get lectured.
Director: Who let these kids in here?!
Butch: We did. We just walked through the door and...
Director: It wasn't a real question, you moron!
Butch lowered his head.
Y/N: Wait, no one was in any actual danger? What's going on?
Exterminator: We were filming a promo. I was supposed to take those guys down.
You looked over at the gunman.
Y/N: You guys use real guns?
Director: What?
You walked over and picked up the pistol. You then handed it over to the director. He examined it before his eyes grew wide.
Director: This isn't the prop we gave them. Quick, someone call the Police! And get Security in here!
You had smelt the gunpowder when you rushed in. That was a real, loaded gun. You turned to Exterminator who was just as surpised as the director.
Exterminator: Someone was going to shoot me?! For real?!
Butch: Looks like we just saved your life.
Exterminator ran a hand through his hair. Now that you were actually this close, he was a big dude. Made you look like a shrimp.
(How do I look, Yellow Man?)
Exterminator: Oh, man. How can I thank you two?
You and Butch looked at each other and smiled widely.
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Butch: Dude, this was awesome.
Y/N: I know.
You both walked away from the venue with signed masks, a picture with Exterminator, and a few more tickets to the next event. The police showed up and took the thugs away. Turns out, they had replaced the original actors and planned on killing Exterminator.
You showed up just in time.
Butch: This has got to be the best date I've ever been on.
Y/N: Yeah, man. I mean this was.....insane.......
You slowly turned to Butch with a confused look on your face.
Y/N: "Date"?
Butch stopped walking and realized what he had said. He turned to you and you both stared at each other with wide eyes.
Butch: I, uh, meant it like, um, a dude date. Like, just two dudes hanging out. Watching some wrestling. Heh. Yeah.
Y/N: Butch, did you think I invited you on a date?
Butch awkwardly stood there for a second.
Butch: I mean....kinda?
He started to slightly panic.
Butch: It's just, you could've invited anyone. Buttercup likes this stuff. I'm pretty sure Mitch would've gone. But you asked me and I just kinda assumed that......just forget it.
He waved the whole thing off and started to walk away. However you quickly caught up to him.
Y/N: Hold up a sec, will you?
Butch stopped walking.
Y/N: Butch, dude, it's alright. It's not like I'm mad or anything. I was just a bit surpised.
Butch: I just made things awkward.
Y/N: No, not at all. Hey, man, if you swing that way, then you do. I don't really care. Well, I do because you're my friend, but I want you to be happy. If that means that you like hotdogs and not tacos, then it's whatever.
Butch looked at you oddly. What did hot dogs and tacos have to do with this?
Y/N: You're my friend, Butch. And, hey, if you want, we can say that this was a date. I mean, we even got a photo. I say this was a pretty cool date, huh?
You nudged him with a smile. Butch eventually had a grin of his own.
Butch: Uh, thanks. I mean, I guess I haven't really ever talked to anyone about this. I'm not quite sure what I am, but I appreciate you for understanding. I really hope I didn't make things weird.
You just threw an arm around his neck and began to walk again.
Y/N: Nah. Never. Though, if this is a date, I say you owe me some food. I'm starving after saving the Exterminator.
Butch laughed.
Butch: Dude, you eat more than I do, I swear.
But he did buy you food. And the end of the night, you both wished each other sweet dreams and made a promise to bring everyone else the next time a Wresting Event came to town.
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Boomer: I need my glasses!
Brick just watched TV as Boomer continued to wreck the apartment by waving his hands around and bumping into things.
Brick: I hate my brothers.
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Baboom! That's right! The Myserty Date was with Butch of the Rowdyruffs!
Also, happy 30th Chapter!
How did I make it this far?
See you all on the next one.
Lexi out!
-lexi <3