Story title: Corporation Inc.

Rating: T

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story.

Mojo snarled as he was thrown into the same grey, drab prison cell for the millionth time. Bruses were starting to appear where the Powerpuffs had stiked him. All his efforts so far had been for nought and he pondered as he laid back on his bunk bed if there was something he kept missing that kept leading to his failure. A disgruntled police officer came by looking down at the slightly more evolved primate.

"You've got a visitor so stop picking your butt while she's here." The police officer said making Mojo glare up at him.

"That is insulting as I do not pick my butt by that I'm referring to picking of the anal cavity is unsanitary and disgusting!" Mojo spat.

As he glared up though a thin, elegant platinum haired woman in heels showed up. She looked as if she worked in an office building with her sharply ironed pin stripe suit dress. Her sky blue eyes looked into his as he got up to get a closer look.

"What is it you want and by that I mean what is the purpose of you someone who doesn't know me have arrived here to speak to me in this enviroment?" Mojo asked looking confused and annoyed.

"I've been watching you for sometime silly pants." The blonde giggled in a bubbly way. "I'm Jane Magson and after you get out I'd like you to call me." She grinned as she placed a business card on top of his head.

A slight smirk appeared on her lips as Mojo took the card from his head and looked at it. The logo on it was an eye inside of a silver coin with the business name 'United Steel Assembly" printed at the top with Jane's information.

"I hope you'll join us for the cause of the greater good, anyways I hope to see you shortly have a nice day." Jane said politely as she and the cop exited.

Mojo looked at the card still confused. Why would he want to be involved with something good? Perhaps he would use this information to torture the do-gooder into learning her lesson. Mojo chuckled at the idea and put the card away for later. It wasn't even an hour later when another police officer showed up with the keys to his cell and opened his door. Raising his eyebrow as he walked out slowly.

"Why am I being let out early and not being kept for the full amount of time which I'm usually required to carry out?" Mojo asked.

"Someone bailed you out." The police man said looking disapointed. "At a $50,000 bail I'm surprised anyone would."

"Now that IS strange and unusual." Mojo said as he shrugged and left for home.

Going home he stuck the business card on the kitchen table and took a shower to get the prison smell off of him. If he got to work after he got clean he could draw up plans to build a new Powerpuff-proof machine. Entering his laboratory he sat at his favorite work table and began grabbing some paper to draw up the designs for a new laser shooting robot. It never occurred to him that the pint sized heroes would ever stop their assault on him whenever he tried carrying out his plans so extra machine guns it was. The glass dome he seemed to put on all his robots was vital so he could see just what he was doing, but it always lead to his downfall. Scribbling various alternatives he only got the ideas that he knew would fail. Screeching he scrapped the drawings throwing them into a trash can stomping out of the room. As he ate dinner he picked up the business card smirking at the thought of taking a day off to cause some trouble for some idiot that had the nerve to ask him, Mojo Jojo to do good for others. His day would go well as he would have ruined it for someone else.

To be continued...