In Utonium city, formerly known as Townsville, Emperor Utonium stroked the black eye patch over his left eye, a reminder of the explosion that had created his girls and scarred his face. It was the price he paid for achieving world domination. He sat up in his bed and his wife stirred beside him. He stared at her naked form. The former Miss Keen had once been an ordinary kindergarten teacher just as he had once been a lowly science professor. Now they ruled an empire, thanks to his Power Prime Girls.
Bleak combed her red hair one last time before adding her signature red bow. Her sisters watched as she primped in front of the mirror. Bitter sat pouting with her arms crossed.
"Why are you getting gussied up for that scar faced Dork-star?" she asked. Bleak's reflection glared at her sister.
"It's Dark-star and it's because we're going on a date." replied Bleak. Bitter made a retching expression.
"Who cares about that mushy stuff? What do you see in that mad scientist anyway?"
"It's because he reminds her of the emperor." said Bored nonchalantly. Bitter laughed.
"Good point Bored, she has had a crush on Utonium since we were kids."
"Shut up! I just happen to like smart men, that's all." said Bleak, turning to face her sisters.
"You sure you just don't have a lab coat fetish?" teased Bitter.
"No, I like having intelligent conversations, not that a battle obsessed moron like you would understand that."
"I am not a moron!"
"You're right, only a smart person could come up with that come back." Said Bleak.
"SHUT UP!" shouted Bitter.
"You shut up!" replied Bleak. Bitter then growled and charged at Bleak, punching her in the face.
"Hah, not so pretty now are you?" Bitter laughed. Bleak growled and tackled Bitter and the two of them rolled around on the floor, kicking, biting, punching and screaming. Bored just sat and watched as they tore up the room.