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At a Volcano lair of one of the townville most dangerous villains, was working on one of his newest creations to take over Townsville and defeat those annoying little brats, the villain was smiling widely as his razor sharp teeth was showing, the villain in question is Mojo Jojo.
The primate laugh raising a very powerful weapon that he made, it was a orb-shaped object m, made with complete machinery and Mojo was holding it with one hand as it was the size of a baseball.
Mojo was raising it in the air with triumph, as lightning could be heard outside, as it started to rain hard outside.
"my creation to the defeat those annoying little brats is complete! Soon I Mojo Jojo will defeat them and I will rule the world with a iron fist as I! Mojo Jojo will be unstoppable without those girls in my way!" Says Mojo, with a wide grin at the thought of finally defeating those girls.
After finishing laughing, Mojo started a walk downstairs to his basement, as he puts his new device into his safe, in the type the code in, locking it up so he can use it later on, as he walked back up upstairs humming, he decided to go outside.
No just stepped into the rocky ledge and folded his arms behind his cape. The bright Sunshine fell completely out of place against the ominous blooming thunder in the distance, it was still a beautiful day but it was absolutely about to pour he took a deep breath of the air as a sinister small smile came back onto his face, the chaotic weather Master's mood perfectly.
"What a lovely day" Mojo said, as it was a good morning in townville, but as he walked down his lair many stairs, once he got down, he heard something and he looked down to see a little boy crying about dropping his ice cream on the sidewalk.
Mojo gave a look of sympathy.
"Don't cry, little boy! Mojo is gonna make it all better" Mojo Jojo said gently. He pulled a balloon out his pocket and blew it up. Soon he bent it all twisty like to make a balloon animal of a dog.
"Here ya go" Mojo says while the little boy stopped crying and hugged the balloon creature. Then, out of nowhere.
Mojo took out a needle and with a simply touch, the sharp blade popped the balloon in the boy's face.
The boy looked at Mojo stunned as Mojo just rolled his eyes as he casually throws his needle to the side.
"That's life, unfair, now Get off mojo Lawn. "says Mojo waving his hand casually. "go play in the street or something, I do not care as im busy trying to get something" Mono said. Not caring that he hurt the little boy's feelings and walked away.
He then looked up to see the ice cream shop sign on the side of a building. He shrugged his shoulders, he could go for some icecream that will do for his day.
Once he turned around and got inside the store, there was a line of people. This irritated the primate a LOT.
"CURSES! I forgot how much I hate morning rush" Mojo muttered to himself, an idea popped into his mind as he smirk, and reached into his outfit, and pulled out a weapon and fired it at the liner in front of him, a blue beam coming out of it and when it hit the line In front of him, everyone was frozen solid in a block.
The villain smiled, as he puts his ice ray away and then he walked up to the counter.
He didn't even have to make an order, as the man and the counter took up lots of tubs of ice cream and was shaking in fear.
"T-Take them all just don't hurt me!" yells the man.
Mojo just smirked, as he took the ice cream.
Later, as he returned to his lair, after putting many stolen ice cream cartons away In his freezer.
Mojo Jojo sat down in his massive floating hover chair, exhaling a long sigh of satisfaction. He grabbed the spoon and dug into a freshly opened carton of stolen Rocky road ice cream, he even let out a little chuckle as he remembered how he froze that line that got in his way, with his free hand he grabbed the remote control and clicked on the giant television monitor that dominated his main control room.
The screen went on showing the familiar face of the Townsville news anchor, but he looked Solemn.
"We interrupt our regular broadcasting for an absolute tragedy in downtown Townsville," the anchor said his voice trembling slightly. "we have just received confirmation of a horrific fatal accident, professor utonium the brilliant scientist and beloved creator of the Powerpuff Girls has died in a sudden car crash."
The spoon slip from Mojo JoJo's grip, clattering loudly against the metal armrest before dropping into the melted ice cream below.
Mojo Jojo just stood there and sat there speechless, as his jaw dropped at what he saw, what he felt was not of triumph...
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King morbucks sat enveloped in his plus leather arm chair, completely hidden behind a tower and Wall of Chris $100 bills, casually flipping through the morning newspaper. The Mansion was dead silent, save for rhythmic Rustle of paper until the heavy oak doors burst open. Princess morbucks stormed into the room slamming her design boots against the Polish marble floor with enough Force to echo off the high ceiling. Her face was twisted into a mass of pure malice, her cheeks flushed a furious crimson.
The spoiled child for her arms into the air angry. "AHHHH! THOSE GIRLS!"
Stopping over to the armchair, she aggressively yanked the top of the newspaper down, forcing her way into his line of sight. "they think they are so perfect just because they can fly and saving the day, but they are nothing but freaks! I don't want them just defeated anymore daddy! I want them completely utterly broken! I want everyone in Tampa to turn their backs on them! I want them to feel totally worthless hopeless and unloved until they cry they're ugly eyes out!"
Princess began pacing the rug a cruel triumph of smile spreading across her face as she gestured wildly. "I want Blossom to realize she is a failure for leader, I want bubbles to cry herself to sleep every single night. I want Buttercup to lose every ounce of her stupid confidence….. I want them you mostly destroyed so badly that they never dare to smile again!" says princess, as she has her hand out, waiting for money to be giving to her.
King more bugs did not reach for his checkbook, he didn't even order his usual dismissive grunt instead his hands froze solid against the edge of the newspaper, his eyes scan the text one more time his usual blank money if that's expression melted into a heavy Somber frown. Slowly deliberately he lowered the paper completely resting it on his lap and pointed a finger towards a bold headline so his daughter will notice.
Princess rolled her eyes dramatically crossing her arms and tapping her boot impatiently. "oh great, what is it this time? Did the girls get another key to the city? Save another kitten? Whatever I don't care I just want to ruin there lives!" says Morebucks.
Her father looked up at her, his voice usually loud and fairly indulging of her every whim, was incredibly quiet stripped of his usual wealth and power ." are you sure you really want that princess?"
Princess rolled her eyes again dramatically leaning closer to Pier at the bold black ink of the headline.
PROMINENT SCENTIST PROFESSOR UTONIUM KILLED IN TRAGIC CAR CFASH: THREE DAUGHTERS LEFT ORPHANED.
Princess dropped the newspaper and couldn't help but look horrified, her hands shaking.
"i….I…I didn't want that to happen to them!?" screamed princess, hands on her head, she wanted to humiliate the Powerpuff girls! She never would have wished for anything like this to happen to them!
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Fuzzy Lumpkin, relaxing on his property playing his banjo was relaxing, it was a very peaceful day for him. The nice view, the nice Forest and the sounds of the birds chirping really gave the scenery to Fuzzy property a amazing view if someone where to see it.
But then, fuzzy stop playing his banjo as he looked at the birds, and his eyes narrowed dangerously at them.
Grabbing his shotgun, the creature of a unknown specie's aimed a shotgun aimed at the trees.
"GET OFF MY PROPERTY!"
Fuzzy yelled, and without any hesitation, he recklessly began shooting at the birds. Luckily none of them got hit by any of his bullet's when he try to shoot them down either for the kill or for dinner. Regardless all of them made it out of there alive from the landowner wrath.
Fuzzy, eventually calmed down after taking a few deep breaths, before putting the shotgun down and picking up his banjo again and started playing it. But before he could play something he cringes as a loud static noise was heard, so turning around he saw that a random hunk of junk he found was making some static before a voice was heard coming from it.
" Attention, Everyone of the city of TOWNVILLE, today is a sad day for us all."
Fuzzy looked at the device, he found it near his property a few weeks again, and to be honest with how it talks once in a while he was starting to get annoyed by it by this point, he thought this thing was just some clock when he found it, but instead he gets these random voices telling him how stuff in townville is going.
"ahhhhh!" Fuzzy groaned with annoyance, as he grabs the hunk of Junk. "Ok, I'm getting rid of you! Piece of hunking junk!" he says about to throw it as far as he could into the woods.
Till he heard….
"the professor the creator and father of the Powerpuff Girls is dead…"
Which caused him to stop, eyes widened as she looks at the piece of junk that he was about to through.
"wh-what?" asked Fuzzy, asking it like it was a living person.
"Professor Utonium, perished in a car crash, Leaving the girls orphaned, What will happen with them I'm not sure ….But I'm hoping they will be ok."
Fuzzy just starred for a few minutes, before bowing his head sadly.
"Those poor little ones…." Says Fuzzy, He may not like those girls, but as a father himself and have many nephews, he would not wish for someone children to be all alone like that to soon.
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A sleek, expensive sports car parked outside the late professor utonium Home, it has been a day since his passing, the engine's cut out, and out came a tall man with a deep tan, immaculately styled blonde hair along with sharp glasses catching the light, the man gave his tie a practice tug, adjusting his collar while forcing his face into a look of heavy profound grief.
Walking up the driveway, he stepped onto the porch of the house, and knock firmly on the front door.
Inside of the house the bright energy of the home was entirely gone, as a deeply saddened Bubbles slowly drifted over and pulled the door open. Her blue eyes were rimmed with red, and she looked up at the visitor with a tiny trembling frown.
"Ah….Hello mister…." she muttered her voice barely a whisper.
The man immediately dropped to one knee to meet her eye level, he looked at her with sympathy. "hello little one, we actually met yesterday, it's me, the professor's old body from college ." He says his tone soft and soothing.
"oh, professor Dick!" says Bubbles.
The door opened wider as bubble step back, she was wiping a fresh tear from her cheek.
Dick carefully stepped into the quiet foyer, his expensive leather shoes clicking softly against the floorboards he took his sharp glasses full of them with practice grades and look around the hallway with a shake of his head sadly.
"I heard the news, so I came as soon as I heard and I'm so sorry little one." dick says his voice drop into a smooth register, he plays a gentle hand on his chest looking down at the little girl before going on one knee to be on her level. "he really was a good friend…. Is it okay if I come in?"
Bubbles not it slowly comforted by the familiar face of her late creators old friend. As she allowed him in.
As bubbles turned, dick smirks when she was not looking, before frowning again.
Dick step further into the house, his polished shoes muffled by the living room rug. Bubbles walked right besides him, her small hands wringing together.
The living room was shrouded in shadows, the curtains drawn tight. Dick had to admit this place really did look like it was less full of life when he came here before yesterday he even felt it in the air.
Blossom and Buttercup we're sitting together on the sofa, Buttercup trying to not cry as Blossom was looking at the ground.
"hey girls…." bubbles murmur softly her voice getting her sister's attention.
Blossoms had snapped up. Her eyes went wide with instant protective as she saw the tall man standing in their home next to Bubbles.
"Bubble's!? Did you let a stranger in the house!" scolded Blossom, her voice cracking with stress.
"I'm not a stranger." dick interrupted smoothly, he raised his hands in a calm non-threatening gesture, offering a sad reassuring smile. "we met a day ago, I'm the professor old friend remember?"
Blossom blinked as the defensive tension in her shoulders dropped, as she did remember this man, the professor told them all about him and how he was a very good and close friend to him.
"Oh right…." Blossom butter looking down at the floorboards. "sorry…."
"Hey Dick." Buttercup muttered as well, looking to the side, part of her actually was hoping that was a stranger…she wanted to hit someone.
Dick took a slow deliberate step closer, looking at them with concerned as he looked at the two grieving little girls, what is sending his home was filled with symphony.
"how are you girls doing?" Asked Dick.
The living room fell into a heavy suffocate in silence.
Dick watch them, his eye tracking there absolute exhaustion, he stepped closer. His voice softening.
"Have you girls eaten since yesterday?" asked Dick.
"no…." says Buttercup.
Dick slowly let out a long heavy sigh looking at the three girls with expression of unadulterated heartbreak, he shook his head softly his hands smoothing down the front of his custom tailored suit jacket boy took a gentle step towards the kitchen doorway.
"You poor little things." Says dick softly. "You cannot neglect yourselves like this, especially not right now your father…. John would absolutely break down if he saw you girls were taking care of your own health. I may not be a father but how I saw him when it comes to you little girls? He truly loved you more than life itself. Right now the best way you can do to honor his memory is staying strong and you can't stay strong with an empty stomach and starving yourselves."
He unbuttoned his immaculate suit cuffs, carefully rolling up his sleeves with practiced, deliberate motion revealing a heavy gold watch that glinted in the damn hallway light, he gave them a soft reassuring nod and smile.
"Now, you three just sit right there on that couch and don't lift a single finger. "Dick continue, gesturing for bubbles to join her sisters on the sofa. "I am going to step into the kitchen and whip up something special for you, back in our University days whenever John and I were stressed out over midterms or exhausted from pulling all nighters in the lab I used to make us this incredible Rich four cheese macaroni and cheese from scratch, comfort food pure golden and crispy I'll even throw together a nice fresh fruit salad for some energy it's at least I can do for my old friend's wonderful daughters."
That, actually made the three blush there.
He went towards the kitchen but paused at the threshold, as he looked back towards the girls.
"It will take a little while to bake so you girls just rest hold on to each other and let me take care of everything for a bit okay?"
"Ok professor Dick." All the girls said at the same time.
Ask dick walks into the kitchen, inside the kitchen Dick stood before the stove the warm Golden light of the oven casting a long Shadow across his face.
As he smiles widely, at the Golden opportunity he has, as he cooks the girls food, but as he was cooking he saw a picture of his old friend John, and with him were the girls all happily with each other, Dick picks up the picture and looks at it, and gave it a small twisted smile.
'Don't you worry, old pal… I'll take good care of these little goldmines…..'
As he soon went back to cooking, and he continues to Comfort the girls and slowly earning there trust.