Short as bloody hell. :
Buttercup Utonium was never one who was fond of learning, or anything in the manner of such. She left that to her sister, Blossom, because she was the 'all-knowing Leader.' However, one morning, as she lazily flipped through a random magazine, an interesting article catches her eye. The title, 'Seven Gross Facts To Make You Puke', glimmers in a bright, vomit green. A crazy smile plays on her face, as she thoroughly took in as much information as she could.
"Buttercup, come down! It's breakfast time!"
Bubbles' hyper scream hit Buttercup in the face with a brilliant idea. The same crazy smile comes onto her face.
"Coming~!" Buttercup sang as she stashed the magazine in her jeans' back pocket. In a lime green flash, she bolts out of her room, and into the kitchen where Bubbles hummed happily as she laid delicious, sizzling bacon onto their plates. Professor and Blossom were sitting at the heads of the table, both with their noses in the newspaper.
"Good morning, Buttercup!" Professor looked up from his newspaper to his tomboy daughter and smiled, and then returned his sight to the newspaper.
"You better hurry up, Buttercup. We don't have much time to dilly-dally today, I'm afraid." Blossom said in her usual bossy manner. Even in the six years they had to evolve into preteens, none of had changed their style. Their appearance, yes, indeed, though it was quite painful to grow fingers, toes, and shrink their old bug eyes to normal almond-shaped ones, not to mention they soon had to undergo puberty (in other words, deal with boys), but their style never faltered.
"Yeah, Blossy, calm down." Buttercup swaggered to her chair (it was actually a habit of hers to do such), and plopped down in her seat. The plate in front of her was a pitiful sight in her view. Seriously? Only ONE slice of bacon, again? Buttercup eyed the rest of the bacon on her family's plates, and remembered her plan. She lent back in her chair, and folded her arms behind her head.
"You know, guys, today, I've learned something." She said loudly with a big smirk. This made Blossom and Professor look up from her paper and Bubbles look up from her sketchbook she kept at the table.
"Oh, really? What is it?" Professor asked curiously, surprised Buttercup had actually done research or read a book.
"You know where bacon comes from?" Buttercup couldn't help her smirk.
"Where?" Bubbles asked.
"Well, it comes from a pig's," Buttercup motioned downwards. "'Nether regions." What ensued was so chaotic it is absolutely way to hard to describe other than simply saying, lots of expulsion of liquids/solids. Buttercup merely smiled, collected all the bacon, and walked back up to her room.
"Thank you!"
You're welcome. ;3 I don't own Powerpuff Girls.