Bubblegum lipgloss
By: Lumina Krausse
The Powerpuff girls, somewhere in between 12 and 13 years old, started to look like normal teenagers. They didn't have big heads, or giant eyes. They're eye colors remained, but they also have fingers and toes. It is 5:00 pm one Friday evening. Having the girls been super smart, they no longer went to school, but hung around the busy city all day. Blossom, who was the leader of the Powerpuff girls, was begging the Professor to allow her to stay at her friend's house this weekend. The Professor didn't agree, he didn't think he could trust a girl who was born with super powers.
"But Professor, you've already met Bessie. You even said yourself that she was a very sweet girl." Blossom stated.
The Professor shook his head. "I might've said that,Blossom. But I still do not think I can trust her. She is a sweet girl but her powers are unstable, something abnormal happened when she was born."
"Professor, I understand your trust issues, but I assure you Bessie is very undercontrol." Blossom said.
Buttercup came down when she overheard the argument. "Professor, All of us are going to be there. And besides, Bessie's our best friend. She comes to our house almost every day!"
The Professor sighed. He put his hand on his head. "I have a headache. You girls are old enough, about 16. Do what you want, just please look out for yourselves."
Blossom and Buttercup high-fived in satisfaction. "Let's go get our stuff, and then we can call Bubbles to tell her we'll meet her at Bessie's." Blossom said. "Okay!" Buttercup answered. Blossom had her stuff packed in about three minutes. She was dialing her pink phone to call Bubbles, when she saw something. A red streak in the sky. She ignored it, thinking it was just her imagination. Then, Bubbles picked up.
"Hello?" Bubbles answered.
"Hi Bubbles! It's Blossom. The Professor has allowed us to spend the night at Bessie's. Are you about done shopping?"
"Almost! I'll meet you guys at Bessie's!"
"Okay! See ya later!"
Blossom hung up the phone, and picked up her pink bag. She opened the door to her room, and walked over to Buttercup's room. "Buttercup? Are you ready to go?" Blossom asked. Buttercup opened the door. She had her green sports bag, and a basketball under her arm. "Yep. I'm so gonna beat Bessie!" Blossom smiled, and they flew down the stairs towards the door. Blossom opened it, but then she looked at her bag. "Oh! I forgot something. I'll be right back." Buttercup stood by the door waiting. She looked up at the sky, then down again...then she shot her head back up. There was a dark green streak across the sky. "No...it can't be. Just my imagination."