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While in his lab one day, Professor Wesley tried to create the perfect little girl. He added three cups of sugar, three cups of spice and three cups of everything nice. The telephone rang and Professor Wesley rushed to get it, unknowingly knocking some CHEMICAL X into the bat. Thus creating the Powerpuff Girls.

Mimi, Belle and Chloe were kindergarteners with superhuman strength. They were at the top of their class at Dopey Folks Elementary School. Belle became friends with a boy who ate paste most of the day named Philip. But Philip pined away for Chloe. He even made several attempts at asking Chloe out all through middle and high school. Let's listen to one that occurred freshman year.

"Hello Chloe. Can I talk to you for a moment?"

"No." Chloe pushed pass the scrawny, blonde haired boy.

"Please Chloe."

"What?" Chloe turned around.

"Would you like to go to the movies with me on Saturday?"

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"Please?"

"NO! PICK A FINGER AND GO DO THAT!" Chloe held up four fingers.

As a last resort, Philip made an offer any sane person would refuse. "You want some paste?"

WHAM!

Chloe hit him square in the jaw. "BACK OFF!" She screamed and walked away. Philip was left crying on the floor and he vowed revenge on the Powerpuff Girls.

"I vow revenge on y'all!" He got off the floor and fled Salem High.



That brings us to today, a day in the life of teenage super heroes.