Her back was ramrod straight as she sat at her desk clicking away furiously at the keyboard in front of her. To any other, it would seem that the prim secretary, Miss Beatrix was fully concentrated engaged with the computer screen, and they would admire her drive and focus on completing the task at hand. To those who knew her well enough, they would have seen the slight shifting of position, noticed tilt of the head, and realized that Blossom's mind was on other things.

Eavesdropping on the conversation carried out in the room next door for one. Blossom would like to say that she never stooped to eavesdropping, that with her super sensitive hearing, she really couldn't help it (no one was really convinced with her argument though.). Now however, her super hearing was of little use, she made out but a few of the words that her boss and the distinguished silver haired visitor were exchanging in whispers next door. "Transfer… employees.." it sounded like a intriguing conversation indeed and needless to say, Blossom's curiosity was getting out the better of her. After a few moments of fruitless "eavesdropping", she decided to return her full attention to the task at hand- she would find out sooner of later, little got by the alert brunette secretary.

She had been hired by Legions at the young age of 18. Of course, to the company, they had hired a brilliant 21 year old due to the forged documents she had brought with her. Blossom had wrestled with her conscience a long time before even deciding to make the documents let alone hand them up but in the end, the practical side of her had told her how much easier it would be for a 21 year old to get this job as compared to a teenager. Her modest side had told her she had the qualifications. And so it was with that that the false information had been submitted along with the color photo of a spectacled brunette with dark eyes.

Black had been the only color that could mask the rose pink of her eyes. So black it had been. The contacts covered up her pale pink orbs, dye masking the fiery red curls. She had almost cried the first time she looked into the mirror and saw herself and that was even before she put the spectacles on. The spectacles with their severe black frames and bottle glass lenses distorted the perfect lines of her face and made her appear, in her opinion, to be quite the hideous one. To complete the look, the now black curls were not even permitted to swing loose but instead, were pulled back in a tight bun. The resemblance to her fourth grade spinster science teacher was so uncanny that Blossom, now Miss Beatrix, shuddered every time she looked into the mirror.

So it was a horrible disguise. She had to deal. The consequences of not being disguised at all was much much worse. She wanted a normal life. To just live and not have expectations to live up to or the fear of sleeping lest she be murdered in her own bed by one of her enemies. And the worse? She knew they were looking. To catch her or her two sisters. For what reasons, she did not know but she shuddered at the thought of finding out…

Oh shoot.. I'm supposed to do a disclaimer thing right? Well, I do not own The Powerpuff Girls and The Rowdyruff Boys.

Oh and in here, they have normal eyes and noses and fingers like well, all of us. Haha. Would be kind of hard for Blossom to fit in even with her dyed hair if she didn't.