“Because he’s fuckin’, Butterfli3, that’s how,” you exclaimed excitedly as you bounced up and down- your fox tail swishing with enthusiasm, “anyway what is this quest thingy?”
“I don’t have time to tell you! I have to control my Jötunn,” Anarchy snapped impatiently as he flicked his menu open.
“Hey, woah!” you yelled, “you can’t cut in now they’re in the middle of a duel!”
“I can do whatever the fuck I want!” he yelled at you.
“Over my dead body, asswipe!” you hollered, throwing yourself at him and tackling him to the ground, “I’m not letting you fuck things up while my man is trying to beat your stupid ass Jötunn!”
“Get off me!” Anarchy screamed as he tried desperately to wrestle you off so he could program some recall commands to pull his Jötunn back.
“Never!” you screamed as you rained punches onto him.
Meanwhile, each hit Butterfli3 was dealing out was super effective against the Jötunn and its health was draining quickly.
Butterfli3’s bar, however, was at a critical level of 10%- dangerously in the red and his breathing was heavily laboured.
As you kept Anarchy busy, forcing him to focus on fending you off- you would glance up to see how Butterfli3 was fairing in the fight.
He was back down on one knee again and the Jötunn was starting to wobble slightly, both their health bars showing the wear and tear of the fight.
Jötunn was at 30% health and Butterfli3 was 9% and struggling.
“Please beat it, please beat it!” you begged Butterfli3 silently as you saw him try and raise his HSL for another hit.
He was near spent, and your heart ached for him as you continued to keep Anarchy from cheating yet again.
The Jötunn stumbled forward and picked up the pace, charging straight towards Butterfli3 who was now on hands and knees.
“Butterfli3, don’t give up!” you screamed in a panicked voice.
Amazingly he heard you, and as a last ditch effort he thrust his HSL up with a yell that came from his very soul and as the Jötunn ran headfirst into it Butterfli3 screamed out ‘weapon switch’ and his chain whip sword materialized from the HSL – the whip part wrapping around the Jötunn’s head and slicing it clean off.
The beast burst into a million brilliant crystals and evaporated as Butterfli3 collapsed onto the ground- Health bar at 3%.
Upon seeing the Jötunn’s defeat, you jumped off Anarchy and ran down the stairs towards where Butterfli3 had fallen, calling his name desperately as you approached.
You knelt down and rolled him over. His eyes were glazed and his breathing was coming in short bursts but he was still alive.
“Butterfli3,” you sobbed, “you did it! You did it! You’re gonna be ok just hold on a second.”
You called forth a healing potion and took the lid off the bottle, propping his head up and helping him drink it.
He sipped it minutely and his health bar rose painfully slowly.
You had to call forth 4 more potions to get his health back to 100% but even then he still seemed exhausted.
“Don’t move,” you instructed as you helped him lean against you, “Just rest, that was a big fight.”
From the corner of your eye you could see Anarchy approaching and you turned your head and glared at him, daring him to say one thing about your man.
“Butterfli3,” he called in a low voice as he approached the two of you on the ground in the middle of the arena, “although I don’t want to admit it, you won fair and square.”
You nodded proudly and Butterfli3 just sat there looking down at the ground.
“You have my word that I will no longer disrupt the peace of RFO,” Anarchy continued, “you have definitely earned my respect.”
Butterfli3 nodded silently and refused to look Anarchy in the eye.
The disgruntled player nodded to you before turning and leaving the arena, well and truly beaten.
“Butterfli3? Are you o—,”
Your question was cut short by him turning and flinging his arms around your neck, his arms shaking uncontrollably.
“O/N, O/N, I was so scared.” His voice trembled as he clung to your neck. “I thought I was going to lose the fight and lose you too, I love you, I really do, I can’t see a future without you.”
You were slightly shocked at his sudden confession of love, but his vulnerability was so raw and honest that it melted your heart.
“Butterfli3…I love you too,” you whispered back to him, scrunching your face down into his neck.
“I know I was going to wait until we got to our house on level 22 to propose to you, but O/N, will you marry me in RFO?”
You gasped with surprise. “Y-you actually want to get married in the game?!”
“Yes, O/N, I really do. Please, would you consider me?” he asked with pleading bashfulness.
“Of course!” you cried, “I would love nothing more than to be your wife!”
“It’s settled then! We will go to the registry on level 21 and sign the certificate, get matching rings, then move into our house. We can have a wedding afterwards if you like? It will give us more time to plan something special but I just can’t wait any longer. You’re so special to me and I want everyone to know that we are married.”
In game Butterfli3 was a LOT more forward than your beautifully shy ‘real life’ Tamaki and you liked being able to see these two sides of him.
The two of you sat on the ground where Butterfli3 had nearly lost his life to a level 70 monster and kissed passionately.
Nothing could have been more perfect at that moment.
After having some time to yourselves, you helped him up and made your way back to the wagon to continue on.
“Did you want to stay here tonight to rest for a bit, or move on?” you asked him.
“No, lets head on, try and get to level 20 if we can.”
“Isn’t level 20 a bit far? You’ll have to fight the mini bosses between each level and you just finished a massive fight now. I don’t want you to push yourself. Let’s go level 18 or 19?” you suggested.
Butterfli3 shook his head. “Level 18 has no city or town, no one lives there so there’s no accommodation and same goes for level 19. I want to get through level 19 as fast as possible too, it’s called the graveyard level for a reason…”
You grimaced. “Why so many creepy sounding levels in this game?”
“Level 19 is a feared level and having fought there before, I understand why,” Butterfli3 said solemnly.
“Actually, that reminds me,” you said suddenly. “what was with that new sword you used? HSL? The cool looking sword…”
“Oh that,” Butterfli3 replied, “I actually got that on level 19… it’s a long story…”