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The Powerpuffs Grow Up
Chapter 1: And Off They Go!
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It was another beautiful day in Townsville, but in the Utonium household, the Professor didn't notice.
"Blossom! Buttercup! Bubbles! Are you all packed yet? Your plane leaves in," The harried Professor checked his watch and went wide-eyed, "Yikes! Girls, your plane leaves in twenty minutes! Get down here now! I'll have to break speed limits to get there in time!"
A clatter from the direction of the stairs announced the girls descent. The thumps heard that followed them told the panicking Professor that his children were finally ready.
"Hi, Professor," Blossom said cheerfully, "Sorry we took so long, but Bubbles couldn't find her socks and Buttercup forgot her brush."
"Did not!" Now Buttercup spoke up to defend herself, "I just couldn't remember whether I put it into my suitcase or not!"
"Yeah," piped up Bubbles, "And besides, you forgot to get your carry-on from the bathroom."
"Girls, girls! There's no time to waste. Throw your bags into the car, and let's hit the road!"
Seeing the dark looks on the trios' faces, the Professor said, "Or would you rather walk?"
That doused the tempers instantly and soon the Utonium family was at the Townsville International Airport.
The Professor looked proudly at the Powerpuffs. It had been thirteen years since they were created. Now they were 18 and ready to leave the loving home of their surrogate father, the Professor. He tried not to let his emotions show. Breaking out into tears would only make the girls refuse to leave him and the Professor was wise enough to know that if they didn't leave now, they never would. To stop his train of thought, the Professor hugged each of the girls in turn and waved good-bye to them as they walked down the terminal to board Flight 213.
He stayed there until he saw the plane take off and fly out of sight. Then, sighing, he turned and drove back to his suddenly silent and lonely house.
* * *
Meanwhile, onboard Flight 213, the girls conferred among themselves.
"Strange. Why did the Professor look so sad?" Mused the blonde Bubbles.
An irritated Buttercup bopped Bubbles on the head, "Because we were leaving him, dummy! Were you expecting him to jump for joy?"
Blossom sighed as her two siblings started to argue. She understood exactly why the Professor was sad. It was because she felt the same way. Four years without seeing the Professor or anyone from Townsville again. How will I stand it?
Bubbles stopped fighting with Buttercup to look over at Blossom, worry evident on her adorable face, "What's wrong Blos? Why are you so quiet all of a sudden?"
Buttercup turned to look at both of them, waiting for her redheaded sister to answer Bubbles question.
"Well, I was just wondering . . . what if we fail college? I mean, each of us is going to completely different schools. We'll have no contact for some time." Blossom stared at her hands and whispered, "I don't know . . . how I . . . could stand being . . . alone . . ." Blossom looked up, "I wished you'd understand . . ."
Bubbles hugged her, "Of course we do! Except, we don't regard this as an exile. It's an adventure unto itself!" Here she broke off, dreamy-eyed.
"Yeah," agreed Buttercup. "Imagine it--no more crime fighting, especially after all the badies of Townsville are all too old or just sick and tired of being beaten by us time after time. And think of all the new stuff we'll learn! How can you be sad? I'd expect Bubbles to act like this--not you, the outgoing, ready for everything, unofficial leader of the three of us--Blossom. I mean, you got accepted to the most prestigious university ever, and through a scholarship, nonetheless!!!"
Bubbles, back down to Earth, added, "Be happy Blossom. Think of the positive side of everything. It's not really that easy to enter Stanton University (the equivalent of Yale, Harvard, Stanford, and all those Ivy League schools)! I heard that only the really smart or the really rich are accepted and you are so totally not rich. Isn't it cool that humble you got in for free?!!"
Blossom grinned, her good humor restored, "Thanks guys. You always know how to cheer me up."
"Hey, what else are sisters for?" cried Bubbles.
"You mean besides bugging you half to death?" muttered Buttercup, but she grinned when Bubbles stuck out her tongue.
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Same old, same old. Thanks for reading!
More to come . . .
I don't own any familiar characters.
The Powerpuffs Grow Up
Chapter 1: And Off They Go!
--------------------------------------------------
It was another beautiful day in Townsville, but in the Utonium household, the Professor didn't notice.
"Blossom! Buttercup! Bubbles! Are you all packed yet? Your plane leaves in," The harried Professor checked his watch and went wide-eyed, "Yikes! Girls, your plane leaves in twenty minutes! Get down here now! I'll have to break speed limits to get there in time!"
A clatter from the direction of the stairs announced the girls descent. The thumps heard that followed them told the panicking Professor that his children were finally ready.
"Hi, Professor," Blossom said cheerfully, "Sorry we took so long, but Bubbles couldn't find her socks and Buttercup forgot her brush."
"Did not!" Now Buttercup spoke up to defend herself, "I just couldn't remember whether I put it into my suitcase or not!"
"Yeah," piped up Bubbles, "And besides, you forgot to get your carry-on from the bathroom."
"Girls, girls! There's no time to waste. Throw your bags into the car, and let's hit the road!"
Seeing the dark looks on the trios' faces, the Professor said, "Or would you rather walk?"
That doused the tempers instantly and soon the Utonium family was at the Townsville International Airport.
The Professor looked proudly at the Powerpuffs. It had been thirteen years since they were created. Now they were 18 and ready to leave the loving home of their surrogate father, the Professor. He tried not to let his emotions show. Breaking out into tears would only make the girls refuse to leave him and the Professor was wise enough to know that if they didn't leave now, they never would. To stop his train of thought, the Professor hugged each of the girls in turn and waved good-bye to them as they walked down the terminal to board Flight 213.
He stayed there until he saw the plane take off and fly out of sight. Then, sighing, he turned and drove back to his suddenly silent and lonely house.
* * *
Meanwhile, onboard Flight 213, the girls conferred among themselves.
"Strange. Why did the Professor look so sad?" Mused the blonde Bubbles.
An irritated Buttercup bopped Bubbles on the head, "Because we were leaving him, dummy! Were you expecting him to jump for joy?"
Blossom sighed as her two siblings started to argue. She understood exactly why the Professor was sad. It was because she felt the same way. Four years without seeing the Professor or anyone from Townsville again. How will I stand it?
Bubbles stopped fighting with Buttercup to look over at Blossom, worry evident on her adorable face, "What's wrong Blos? Why are you so quiet all of a sudden?"
Buttercup turned to look at both of them, waiting for her redheaded sister to answer Bubbles question.
"Well, I was just wondering . . . what if we fail college? I mean, each of us is going to completely different schools. We'll have no contact for some time." Blossom stared at her hands and whispered, "I don't know . . . how I . . . could stand being . . . alone . . ." Blossom looked up, "I wished you'd understand . . ."
Bubbles hugged her, "Of course we do! Except, we don't regard this as an exile. It's an adventure unto itself!" Here she broke off, dreamy-eyed.
"Yeah," agreed Buttercup. "Imagine it--no more crime fighting, especially after all the badies of Townsville are all too old or just sick and tired of being beaten by us time after time. And think of all the new stuff we'll learn! How can you be sad? I'd expect Bubbles to act like this--not you, the outgoing, ready for everything, unofficial leader of the three of us--Blossom. I mean, you got accepted to the most prestigious university ever, and through a scholarship, nonetheless!!!"
Bubbles, back down to Earth, added, "Be happy Blossom. Think of the positive side of everything. It's not really that easy to enter Stanton University (the equivalent of Yale, Harvard, Stanford, and all those Ivy League schools)! I heard that only the really smart or the really rich are accepted and you are so totally not rich. Isn't it cool that humble you got in for free?!!"
Blossom grinned, her good humor restored, "Thanks guys. You always know how to cheer me up."
"Hey, what else are sisters for?" cried Bubbles.
"You mean besides bugging you half to death?" muttered Buttercup, but she grinned when Bubbles stuck out her tongue.
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Same old, same old. Thanks for reading!
More to come . . .