Home and Away
by Dooly
Characters copyright Cartoon Network
Chapter 1
The City of Townsville was in the middle of a long, lazy summer. The town's resident superheroines, the PowerPuff girls, were enjoying a break from Pokey Oaks Kindergarten and the betterment of their minds through education. Crime had been down recently as well, so the girls were getting a well deserved rest.
One morning, Bubbles awoke with a smile on her face, flew out of the covers, and began bouncing up and down on the bed, much to her sisters' dismay. "Yay! Its morning! We can go to the park, and colour, and play with Robin, and.."
Blossom opened a bleary eye to look at the clock: a quarter past six. "Bubbles! It's way too early to be out of bed. Go back to sleep, or at least find someone else to annoy", Blossom said with irritation.
"Grpphmmph.." Was all that could be heard from Buttercup before she turned over and buried her head back under the covers.
"Hmmph, fine. If you don't want to share this beautiful morning with me, maybe the Professor will", Bubbles zipped out of the room.
"Fat chance of that!" said Blossom. She closed her eyes, and was just drifting back into a semi-conscious state, when she was rudely awakened by two noises:
"Whaaaaaaaam!" the door flew off its hinges.
"Shreeeeeeeik!" shrieked Bubbles, flying through the door into the room.
"Aaargghh! Bubbles, what did I just tell..," Blossom's reprimands were cut short as Bubbles flew into her arms, throwing her crashing through the bed's headboard and into the wall behind.
"Bubbles..," was all Blossom managed to croak out due to the death grip her sister held her in.
Even Buttercup looked wide awake as Bubbles began sputtering out words "Girls, you gotta come quick, the Professor..lab..he.."
That was enough for the other girls. They shot off towards the lab, through the trail of shattered doors that Bubbles had left behind.
"Professor!" Blossom called as they landed on the floor in the centre of the laboratory. They quickly scanned the tables full of test tubes and strange things floating in jars. Then, they saw what must have sent Bubbles flying upstairs - the still form of the professor, slumped over a table in a pool of liquid. His face a pale shade of green speckled with blue, with yellowish, viscous mucous oozing out of his eyes and mouth.
A quick scan with her x-ray vision relieved Blossom of her of her worst fears - his heart was still beating, although in a slow, erratic pattern.
"P..Professor?" she asked hesitantly.
"Girls, don't come near me.. stay away..," the Professor croaked in a voice that made him sound 50 years older than he really was.
"But, we have to help you Professor, you're sick!" protested Buttercup. "We gotta get you to a hospital, fast!"
The Professor seemed to gather what strength he had left. "No.. you can't get infected too - Townsville needs you. Call 911.. Tell them that I have a highly contagious disease..uhhh," the Professor fell forward again, seemingly unconscious.
"What's cutaijus mean?" asked Bubbles worriedly.
Blossom had her best school teacher look on, and was about to speak, when Buttercup broke in "It means that we might get sick too if we touch him or if he coughs on us. Like when the Amoeba boys got everyone in Townsville sick, remember?"
Blossom looked over at her sharply.
"Sorry to steal your thunder, Red, but you're not the only one in this family that knows stuff, yknow." Buttercup retorted.
"We don't have time for this!" Bubbles said loudly. She flew over to the phone and dialed 911. "Hello, this is the Powerpuff Girls house, we have an emergency - no, we don't need the Powerpuff Girls, we are the Powerpuff Girls!"
Bubbles answered the questions posed by the operator with some help from the other girls, then all three waited impatiently for help to arrive.
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An hour later, the Professor had been transferred into a quarantined ward of the hospital, and the girls floated worriedly in the waiting room.
The doctor, a middle-aged woman with short blonde hair, entered the room and smiled at them. "Hello girls. Don't worry too much about your Dad - we've given him some medicine that has stabilized his condition."
"Yay!" Bubbles threw up her hands excitedly. Can we go see him now?
"I'm sorry Bubbles, but he's still not feeling very well. We wouldn't want any of you to be infected, either. What would Townsville do without you?"
"What are we gonna do without the Professor?" Bubbles asked dejectedly.
"What's wrong with him, Doc?" Buttercup asked.
"It's hard to tell after such a brief analysis, but my first guess is that he has a new strain of the Amoeba boy virus which he discovered the antidote for earlier. I have studied his work extensively, you know," she added. "I was sure that the virus had been eradicated, so I'm not sure how he managed to contract it, unless the Amoeba boys have become infected again."
"Umm, I might know.. " Blossom cut in. The others stared at her. "I was, uhh, looking through some of the books that the Professor writes his experiments down in, and I think I saw something about him doing stuff with the Amoeba Boy virus. I guess he wanted to find out more about it."
"That would be extremely dangerous, and probably illegal", the doctor said in a shocked voice. Her tone softened somewhat "Something I should expect from a man so daring and courageous, yet so gentle and caring as Professor Utonium.." she stared dreamily into space, and sighed.
The girls looked up at her with blank expressions on their faces.
The doctor shook her head. "Uh, I mean, there's no time to lose. Blossom, can you find the books that the Professor was writing his experiments in?"
Blossom nodded. She flew off quickly and in no time returned with several large tomes and a couple of vials of liquid which the professor had mentioned in the writings.
She glanced around the room. "Where's Buttercup?"
"Just bringing in something else I thought you might need" came Buttercup's voice from behind her.
Blossom turned and saw Buttercup coming down the hallway with all three Amoeba boys in a large bucket.
"Does this mean that we're dangerous criminals again?" asked Bossman dazedly.
"Yeah, criminals?" echoed Tiny.
"Sure boys, we're going to have to lock you away for a few days, maybe weeks," said the doctor.
"Yay!" the Amoebas cheered.
"Will ya fight with us too? Please?" asked Slim.
"Sorry guys, we're not really in the mood right now," answered Bubbles. The Amoeba boys looked disappointed as they were carried by a research assistant into the hospital laboratory.
The doctor took the books from Blossom. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to be very busy with this on top of all my other duties, so I'll have to leave you now. I've phoned the city, and they've sent someone to see you're looked after during the Professor's stay in the hospital"
Blossom began, "We don't need anyone else to look after us, we're.."
All three girls struck a dramatic pose and chorused, "The PowerPuff Girls!"
A voice came from behind them, "That's where you're wrong. Just because you have super powers doesn't change the fact that you are under 18, and therefore minors, and being minors means that you need a parent or other guardian to be responsible for all of your needs, such as food, shelter, and of course, a good education at one of our nations fine institutions of learning".
The girls turned around and saw a hulking, square jawed man in a trenchcoat standing over them. "Jack Wednesday!" They shouted in surprise.
"I thought you were a truant officer", Buttercup said with suspicion.
"I am a truant office, but that profession, despite being one that serves the youth of our nation well, does not give me adequate monetary compensation to suffice my comfortable yet modest lifestyle - especially during the summertime, as it is now. So I do other work for the municipality, including finding foster homes for children who are without proper caregivers, and that includes you."
"I know, I know!" exclaimed Bubbles. "We can stay at Ms. Keanes' house!" She's really nice, and she likes us!"
"Although Ms. Keane may be an adequate caregiver for you, which I doubt given her propensity for violence against authorities figures such as myself, she is not on the list of accepted hosts for foster children. Furthermore, the mayor and myself have already determined the best residences for you to be housed in," he held out a paper with the mayor's official seal at the bottom.
The girls flew up and studied the paper.
"Huh, I'm staying with Mojo Jojo?!" Blossom gasped. "Fuzzy Lumpkins?!" shrieked Bubbles. "The Mitchelsons? Alright!" Buttercup punched the air in excitement.
"What do you mean proper caregivers, these are probably the worst places we could stay in all of Townsville!" Blossom yelled at Jack.
"Be that as it may, all three of these households can provide food and shelter for you, and two of them are also cost-efficient, given that they have numerous hours of community service that they owe to the city because of their former misdeeds, which they are now no doubt rehabilitated from because of their time spent at Townsville Correctional Facility."
"Well, I'm not going!" Bubbles pouted, folding her arms.
"Aww, don't be such a baby, Bubbles. It'll be fun to live somewhere else for a change," Buttercup reasoned.
"You're just saying that because you'll be living with your boyfriend," Bubbles puckered up her lips "Oh Mitch, you're so wonderful, muh muh!"
"Ok Bubbles, you're asking for it!" Buttercup pulled back her fist to take a swing at her sister.
Blossom flew in between the two puffs and held out her arms. "Come on guys, this is no time to be fighting with each other. We need to be strong for the Professor's sake." She turned towards Bubbles. "Bubbles, we'd be going against the law by not staying at our assigned foster parents houses." Blossom said sadly. She gazed at the door behind which the Professor lay. "We have to go, no matter how much we don't want to."
To be continued.
by Dooly
Characters copyright Cartoon Network
Chapter 1
The City of Townsville was in the middle of a long, lazy summer. The town's resident superheroines, the PowerPuff girls, were enjoying a break from Pokey Oaks Kindergarten and the betterment of their minds through education. Crime had been down recently as well, so the girls were getting a well deserved rest.
One morning, Bubbles awoke with a smile on her face, flew out of the covers, and began bouncing up and down on the bed, much to her sisters' dismay. "Yay! Its morning! We can go to the park, and colour, and play with Robin, and.."
Blossom opened a bleary eye to look at the clock: a quarter past six. "Bubbles! It's way too early to be out of bed. Go back to sleep, or at least find someone else to annoy", Blossom said with irritation.
"Grpphmmph.." Was all that could be heard from Buttercup before she turned over and buried her head back under the covers.
"Hmmph, fine. If you don't want to share this beautiful morning with me, maybe the Professor will", Bubbles zipped out of the room.
"Fat chance of that!" said Blossom. She closed her eyes, and was just drifting back into a semi-conscious state, when she was rudely awakened by two noises:
"Whaaaaaaaam!" the door flew off its hinges.
"Shreeeeeeeik!" shrieked Bubbles, flying through the door into the room.
"Aaargghh! Bubbles, what did I just tell..," Blossom's reprimands were cut short as Bubbles flew into her arms, throwing her crashing through the bed's headboard and into the wall behind.
"Bubbles..," was all Blossom managed to croak out due to the death grip her sister held her in.
Even Buttercup looked wide awake as Bubbles began sputtering out words "Girls, you gotta come quick, the Professor..lab..he.."
That was enough for the other girls. They shot off towards the lab, through the trail of shattered doors that Bubbles had left behind.
"Professor!" Blossom called as they landed on the floor in the centre of the laboratory. They quickly scanned the tables full of test tubes and strange things floating in jars. Then, they saw what must have sent Bubbles flying upstairs - the still form of the professor, slumped over a table in a pool of liquid. His face a pale shade of green speckled with blue, with yellowish, viscous mucous oozing out of his eyes and mouth.
A quick scan with her x-ray vision relieved Blossom of her of her worst fears - his heart was still beating, although in a slow, erratic pattern.
"P..Professor?" she asked hesitantly.
"Girls, don't come near me.. stay away..," the Professor croaked in a voice that made him sound 50 years older than he really was.
"But, we have to help you Professor, you're sick!" protested Buttercup. "We gotta get you to a hospital, fast!"
The Professor seemed to gather what strength he had left. "No.. you can't get infected too - Townsville needs you. Call 911.. Tell them that I have a highly contagious disease..uhhh," the Professor fell forward again, seemingly unconscious.
"What's cutaijus mean?" asked Bubbles worriedly.
Blossom had her best school teacher look on, and was about to speak, when Buttercup broke in "It means that we might get sick too if we touch him or if he coughs on us. Like when the Amoeba boys got everyone in Townsville sick, remember?"
Blossom looked over at her sharply.
"Sorry to steal your thunder, Red, but you're not the only one in this family that knows stuff, yknow." Buttercup retorted.
"We don't have time for this!" Bubbles said loudly. She flew over to the phone and dialed 911. "Hello, this is the Powerpuff Girls house, we have an emergency - no, we don't need the Powerpuff Girls, we are the Powerpuff Girls!"
Bubbles answered the questions posed by the operator with some help from the other girls, then all three waited impatiently for help to arrive.
************
An hour later, the Professor had been transferred into a quarantined ward of the hospital, and the girls floated worriedly in the waiting room.
The doctor, a middle-aged woman with short blonde hair, entered the room and smiled at them. "Hello girls. Don't worry too much about your Dad - we've given him some medicine that has stabilized his condition."
"Yay!" Bubbles threw up her hands excitedly. Can we go see him now?
"I'm sorry Bubbles, but he's still not feeling very well. We wouldn't want any of you to be infected, either. What would Townsville do without you?"
"What are we gonna do without the Professor?" Bubbles asked dejectedly.
"What's wrong with him, Doc?" Buttercup asked.
"It's hard to tell after such a brief analysis, but my first guess is that he has a new strain of the Amoeba boy virus which he discovered the antidote for earlier. I have studied his work extensively, you know," she added. "I was sure that the virus had been eradicated, so I'm not sure how he managed to contract it, unless the Amoeba boys have become infected again."
"Umm, I might know.. " Blossom cut in. The others stared at her. "I was, uhh, looking through some of the books that the Professor writes his experiments down in, and I think I saw something about him doing stuff with the Amoeba Boy virus. I guess he wanted to find out more about it."
"That would be extremely dangerous, and probably illegal", the doctor said in a shocked voice. Her tone softened somewhat "Something I should expect from a man so daring and courageous, yet so gentle and caring as Professor Utonium.." she stared dreamily into space, and sighed.
The girls looked up at her with blank expressions on their faces.
The doctor shook her head. "Uh, I mean, there's no time to lose. Blossom, can you find the books that the Professor was writing his experiments in?"
Blossom nodded. She flew off quickly and in no time returned with several large tomes and a couple of vials of liquid which the professor had mentioned in the writings.
She glanced around the room. "Where's Buttercup?"
"Just bringing in something else I thought you might need" came Buttercup's voice from behind her.
Blossom turned and saw Buttercup coming down the hallway with all three Amoeba boys in a large bucket.
"Does this mean that we're dangerous criminals again?" asked Bossman dazedly.
"Yeah, criminals?" echoed Tiny.
"Sure boys, we're going to have to lock you away for a few days, maybe weeks," said the doctor.
"Yay!" the Amoebas cheered.
"Will ya fight with us too? Please?" asked Slim.
"Sorry guys, we're not really in the mood right now," answered Bubbles. The Amoeba boys looked disappointed as they were carried by a research assistant into the hospital laboratory.
The doctor took the books from Blossom. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to be very busy with this on top of all my other duties, so I'll have to leave you now. I've phoned the city, and they've sent someone to see you're looked after during the Professor's stay in the hospital"
Blossom began, "We don't need anyone else to look after us, we're.."
All three girls struck a dramatic pose and chorused, "The PowerPuff Girls!"
A voice came from behind them, "That's where you're wrong. Just because you have super powers doesn't change the fact that you are under 18, and therefore minors, and being minors means that you need a parent or other guardian to be responsible for all of your needs, such as food, shelter, and of course, a good education at one of our nations fine institutions of learning".
The girls turned around and saw a hulking, square jawed man in a trenchcoat standing over them. "Jack Wednesday!" They shouted in surprise.
"I thought you were a truant officer", Buttercup said with suspicion.
"I am a truant office, but that profession, despite being one that serves the youth of our nation well, does not give me adequate monetary compensation to suffice my comfortable yet modest lifestyle - especially during the summertime, as it is now. So I do other work for the municipality, including finding foster homes for children who are without proper caregivers, and that includes you."
"I know, I know!" exclaimed Bubbles. "We can stay at Ms. Keanes' house!" She's really nice, and she likes us!"
"Although Ms. Keane may be an adequate caregiver for you, which I doubt given her propensity for violence against authorities figures such as myself, she is not on the list of accepted hosts for foster children. Furthermore, the mayor and myself have already determined the best residences for you to be housed in," he held out a paper with the mayor's official seal at the bottom.
The girls flew up and studied the paper.
"Huh, I'm staying with Mojo Jojo?!" Blossom gasped. "Fuzzy Lumpkins?!" shrieked Bubbles. "The Mitchelsons? Alright!" Buttercup punched the air in excitement.
"What do you mean proper caregivers, these are probably the worst places we could stay in all of Townsville!" Blossom yelled at Jack.
"Be that as it may, all three of these households can provide food and shelter for you, and two of them are also cost-efficient, given that they have numerous hours of community service that they owe to the city because of their former misdeeds, which they are now no doubt rehabilitated from because of their time spent at Townsville Correctional Facility."
"Well, I'm not going!" Bubbles pouted, folding her arms.
"Aww, don't be such a baby, Bubbles. It'll be fun to live somewhere else for a change," Buttercup reasoned.
"You're just saying that because you'll be living with your boyfriend," Bubbles puckered up her lips "Oh Mitch, you're so wonderful, muh muh!"
"Ok Bubbles, you're asking for it!" Buttercup pulled back her fist to take a swing at her sister.
Blossom flew in between the two puffs and held out her arms. "Come on guys, this is no time to be fighting with each other. We need to be strong for the Professor's sake." She turned towards Bubbles. "Bubbles, we'd be going against the law by not staying at our assigned foster parents houses." Blossom said sadly. She gazed at the door behind which the Professor lay. "We have to go, no matter how much we don't want to."
To be continued.