Blossom, Buttercup, and Bubbles Utonium were now 18 years old, but they still had their day job of saving the world (after being sent 50 years in time when they were 5). Blossom's chestnut hair had reached waist-length, Bubbles wore her blonde hair in pigtails like she did as a tyke, and Buttercup let her black hair down and tied a sidebraid.

Still living in Townsville was the Narrator, who mysteriously remained 22 years old and hadn't aged since 1998. The dusty-blonde megane, real name Isamu Inoue, had grown tired of narrating, however he retained his youthful, baritone voice. The Girls never really acknowledged his existence when they were young, but now at the young adult age, they totally did — and they wondered where he was all their life.
"Hello," Bubbles said affectionately as she swung open the door.
Isamu lazily got up from a chair and trudged towards Bubbles, sighing. "Hello?"
Bubbles' heart kick-started at the sound of the deep voice Isamu had. She felt like she was about to swoon, but she glanced back at Blossom and Buttercup, who encouraged her to go on.
Giggling nervously, Bubbles stammered "I-I like your… v-v-voice…"
"I've been narrating your everyday life for 7 years or so, and you're only telling me this now?" Isamu asked, a bit frustrated.
Buttercup approached Isamu boldly, ready to put her plan in action. She was the only one of the Girls not to be nervous.
"Dude, we were five years old back then! We've only aged, like, 3 years ago!" she snapped. "And now's the time we think your voice is sexy! Did you hear that? YOUR VOICE IS SEXY!"
Isamu looked a bit confused. "People really think that? I always thought of my voice as heroic to match you girls' exploits." He put his hand on Blossom's shoulder to further get his point across, which led to Blossom blushing as red as a beet.
"And there's three of us, so…" Blossom muttered.
"You're 18, I'm 22, that's a four year age difference!" Isamu shouted.
Bubbles became dejected. "But Inoue-senpai…" she started. She took a deep breath, and then let out a series of frenzied yells. "I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU!" she screamed until she ran out of breath.
Isamu sighed and was about to go back in the house until Buttercup stopped him.
"I think I'm the oldest, so it's fine by me if I find your voice sexy," she told him.
Isamu nodded his head in agreement. "Okay," he said while making a V symbol. He then went inside, closing the door.
Buttercup giggled. "Oh my gosh," she said.