It was late at night in the city of Townsville, and Buttercup was going home after a long day of fighting crime. However, just as she was about to leave, she noticed a faint trail of blood coming from a nearby alley. She decided to follow the trail of blood and investigate.
When she got to the end of the trail, she noticed a pretty gruesome sight. It was none other than Gangreen Gang member Ace D. Copular sprawled out on the ground, his shirt stained with blood. Buttercup saw that he was unconscious, but was still alive.
How'd he get messed up so badly? she thought. Buttercup knew that Ace was her enemy, but he was badly hurt and she did feel sorry for him. After all, she did still have a little crush on him despite the age difference. He was 17, she was 5. She decided the best thing to do was to take him home.
Buttercup knelt down next to Ace and gently tried picking him up to avoid causing him further pain. It was a bit difficult (considering he was 6'1" and quite heavy), but she finally managed. She tried flying as hard as she could to his house.
When Buttercup finally got to the Copular house, she noticed a note on the door saying that Ace's parents and four sisters had gone out for the night. The other gang members were obviously gone also. She flew in through an open window and placed him down on the couch.
I wonder where all this blood is coming from? thought Buttercup. She carefully lifted up his shirt and noticed a large gash in his belly, appearing to be a knife wound. She assumed that Ace had tried to fight off a rival gang and had gotten knifed in the process, and unfortunately the other Gangreens were too freaked out to do anything about it. She then took off his black sunglasses and noticed that he also had two black eyes. Buttercup removed Ace's shirt, jacket, and vest and bandaged up his knife wound, then placed a blanket over him.
Poor guy, thought Buttercup. Ace was in pretty bad shape. She then realized that she had to get home before Ace's family came back and Ace regained consciousness.
She flew out of the house and secretly looked in at Ace through the window. He was out cold for a few more seconds, then he slowly started to wake up. He then looked around, wondering where he was. Buttercup was relieved that he had finally came to. She then went home.
"How did I get in here?" Ace said weakly in his nasally Italian New Yorker accent. He was in pain due to his knife wound and two black eyes. He then looked down at the bandage covering his bare stomach. "What the heck happened to me?" Ace leaned back in the couch and decided to just sleep until his parents and sisters got home.
Meanwhile, back at the Utonium house, Blossom and Bubbles were already asleep, while Buttercup laid awake in bed. She was still thinking about Ace. I hope he gets better, she thought.
The next morning, Buttercup woke up feeling very tired. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and joined her sisters at the table for breakfast. It was a weekend, so she was thankful that she didn't have school.
"You don't look so good," said Blossom, noticing how tired Buttercup looked. Buttercup had huge dark circles under her eyes.
"Is something wrong?" asked Bubbles.
"I just couldn't sleep for some reason," said Buttercup. She didn't want to tell them about Ace, not since that incident where she found out Ace was just using her to control Townsville and lured her sisters into a trap. Still, she did have a crush on him even after the incident.
"Don't worry, this food will make you feel better," said Blossom. Buttercup nodded and began eating her oatmeal. She would have to wait until that night to see Ace again. After she finished her breakfast, Buttercup took a nap, considering how tired she was from the night before.
Later that night, Buttercup went back to Ace's house. Fortunately, Ace's parents and sisters were out again, and they wouldn't be back for hours. She flew in through the window and saw Ace sleeping on the exact couch he had last night, still topless, still bandaged, still black-eyed(though he had his shades on to cover them up), and still in pain.
Buttercup went over to the couch. Despite all the pain he was in, Ace looked pretty peaceful while he was sleeping. She ran her hand through his greasy black hair. She then calmly whispered "Ace?", hoping to get a response.
Ace's eyelids slowly fluttered open, and he saw Buttercup standing next to the couch. "Buttercup, is that you?" he asked. He didn't sound as weak as before, but Buttercup could see he was still clearly pained.
Instead of getting angry, Ace seemed nervous and afraid. "What are you doing here? You're not here to beat me up, are you?"
"Of course not", said Buttercup. "Why would I beat you up if you're already in too much pain?"
Ace looked at her. "So what exactly happened to me?" he asked. "My parents called the hospital earlier and they said I'd be fine, but I'm still confused."
Buttercup explained. "I found you unconscious in an alley after got knifed and then punched in the eyes, so I carried you home and fixed you up."
Ace rubbed his sore head. "That musta been one nasty fight. After I blacked out I couldn't remember anything."
"Well I hope you get better," said Buttercup.
Ace smiled. "This is the nicest thing anyone's ever done for me. And I promise I'll try to tone down the evil once I get better."
Buttercup looked suspicious. "How do I know I can trust you?" she asked.
"Here's a little something to prove I mean it," said Ace. And at that moment he pulled Buttercup closer to him and gave her a hug. His green skin felt soft and warm. Then they both closed their eyes and kissed. Ace's fangs poked Buttercup's lip and his scraggly little mustache tickled her face, but she didn't seem to mind. After the kiss they both opened their eyes and smiled. Both of them had a huge red blush building on their faces.
"Okay, I trust you, but no more funny business," said Buttercup, hugging Ace's arm.
Ace ruffled her hair. "I'll try, kid," he said. "You know, Buttercup, I think I love you."
Buttercup looked curious at the teen. "Really?" she asked.
"Really really," said Ace.
Buttercup smiled. "I love you too, Ace."
"I'll see you tomorrow night, then. And by the way, thanks for saving me," said Ace.
"You're welcome," said Buttercup.
She then left the house, and Ace slowly drifted back to sleep, smiling as he dreamt of the young girl known as Buttercup.