Me: I don't own the PowerPuff Girls.
Buttercup: Your damned right you don't.
Me: what's that supposed to mean?
Butch: Well, if you owned it, it would be shit.
Me: Wouldn't.
Butch + Buttercup: Would.
Me: Wouldn't.
Butch + Buttercup: Would.
Me: wouldn't.
Butch + Buttercup: Wouldn-
Me: Oh, fuck off.
Buttercup: Make us :)
Me: Don't you worry, I will :D
Butch: What's that supposed to mean?
Me: You'll see.
Butch + Buttercup: Excuse me?
Me: You'll see. You'll pay, in one of the sequels of course xD
Butch + Buttercup: The horror.
Me: Enjoy the story :)
(Normal P.O.V)
Professor Utonium was in his lab, leaning over his work bench. Trying to create a formula to create the perfect little girl, maybe even one who could solve the problems the town was having.
He stood over the giant pot on his desk and dropped in a couple of ingredients.
Sugar.
Spice.
And everything nice.
He waited, nothing happened. Frowning, he turned around, looking for something. Maybe he didn't read it right he thought while flipping through the book, he read it again.
Sugar.
Spice.
And everything nice.
Hmm, he didn't forget anything. The professor looked around him, thinking he didn't use enough sweet stuff. Looking up he spotted something. On the table opposite, there was, for some reason, a teddy. Not just any teddy.
It was a small, misshapen, purple octopus.
He went to walk over to it. May thins will help, he thought. On the way over he tripped on a wire and tried to grab hold of his desk to stop the fall.
It didn't work, but, on his way down, the table shook and a pen flipped of the table and hit the shelf that was positioned just above his work space. The hinge on the shelf snapped, causing chemical x, the one and only thing on it, to spill into the mixture on the table. The professor stared at the pot wide-eyed, in shock, as it started to glow a bright, aluminous, yellow.
The concoction suddenly boiled over, making a huge explosion as it touched the wires on the floor. The professor was slammed against the wall, when he awoke, it was to see three small, children of around five years old, stood before him.
He stared up at them in wonder, still in complete shock.
The first of them had long, perfectly straight, red hair that flowed down to her mid back, slightly covering her light pink eyes. The second had short raven hair that flicked outwards, ending just above her shoulders, her deep green eyes were glaring at the professor. And, the last of them, had soft blonde hair which was tied up into two pony-tails on either side of her head, her bright blue eyes staring, slightly scared, at the professor as she hid behind the other two girls.
The eldest stepped forward and introduced herself. "I'm Blossom, this is Buttercup," She stated, pointing at the green eyed girl. "And this is Bubbles." She pointing to the small girl hiding behind Buttercup. Hearing her name, Bubbles popped her head up and smiled shyly at the professor, she waved her small hand softly at him then went back into hiding. The professor smiled at them weakly.
Bubbles clambered out of her hiding place. Both she and Blossom smiled sweetly at him and waves shyly. Buttercup, who was mildly wary of him, just stared awkwardly. Her sisters quickly turned from the professor, to her.
They looked at her and she scowled at them. Going red, slightly scared of their sister when she was in this mood, they turned away. Blossom turned back to the professor. "And we are the PowerPuff Girls." Blossom spoke with pride. "Now you know us. So….. Who r you?" She asked.
The professor scrambled off the floor and on to his feet. "I-I'm," He stuttered and coughed to clear his throat. "I'm Professor John Utonium, your creator." He smiled.
"S-s-so, your our da-daddy?" Bubbles spoke nervously. Thinking about it, the professor grinned widely. "Well, I suppose….. Yes!" He said excitedly. "So, PowerPuff Girls?" He questioned.
"We fight people." Buttercup said before her sisters could say anything.
Blossom rolled her eyes. "We don't fight people, we save them, from vill-" Blossom got cut off.
"Yes we save people. By fighting villains!" Buttercup shouted excitedly.
The professor stared at the little raven haired girl, she glared back. "Don't stare at me." Buttercup snapped out. He gulped.
"She's a little aggressive!" Bubbles said cheerfully. Blossom gave her youngest sister a size-ways glance, Buttercup laughed.
Hope you enjoyed it, hopefully I'll be able to update soon. :D
Please R&R. And I know that the way they were created is slightly different. I was writting this in my own way as to how I would have liked things to pan out. :)