((So, I wrote this way back when I was a PPG freakazoid. That was about... six or so years ago, I think.

M'oh well. Here it is, incomplete and probably will be forever. Ha ha.

Oh, I don't own the PPG, btw. Mr. Craig McCracken does. Thank you, good sir, for bringing so much joy into the hearts of many, including myself.))

Sudden Bond (an unfinished story)

An Unpleasant Return

Narrator: (gloomily) The city of Townsville on a very rainy day. The citizens are in their homes waiting for the pouring rain to stop, but when? (whines) I want it to stop! Make it stop! (normal) Ahem! Anyway, everyone is in a murky mood; especially me, and the Townsville Jail. Wait, it's always murky there.

TOWNSVILLE JAIL

In his dark cell, Mojo Jojo just got arrested from attempting to destroy Townsville with another one of his unsuccessful plans. It has been five years since he was so close to defeating the Powerpuff Girls by creating three evil boy versions of them. Mojo cursed while making his weird hand gestures.

Mojo: Curses. Those little Powerpuff Brats always spoil my clever plans! When I created the Rowdyruff Boys, (points up) they were almost the key to victory! I was this close to success! (makes a fist) I almost had Townsville in my clutches! Grrr... If it weren't for those sissy girls, I would have ruled the world by now! Curses!!

Mojo growled in fury. He walked back and forth in his cell and was trying to think of another way to destroy the Powerpuff Girls.

Mojo: Hmm... I must think of another way to destroy the Powerpuff Girls.

Narrator: Hey, Mojo, shouldn't you think of a way to get yourself OUT of jail first?

Mojo turned to the screen and frowned.

Mojo: Shut up! I'm trying to concentrate, and when I'm concentrating, I need silence; and when I need silence, that means I'm pondering; and when I'm pondering, that would obviously mean that I'm-

Narrator: Ok, Mojo! I get the picture!

Mojo: Good. Now will you please absent yourself while I'm plotting out a super evil scheme to take over the world successfully?

Narrator: (annoyed) Sure, sure no problem. Jeez!

Mojo turned back to his cell.

Mojo: Now, where was I? ...Oh yes. CURSES!

Prisoner (ov): Shut up, monkey man!

Meanwhile outside of the Townsville Jail, the heavy rain poured down on the soggy, dark grass at the area where the Rowdyruff Boys were "defeated." In the black, starless sky, a huge lighting bolt struck that exact spot. Suddenly, a red, blue, and green light grew out of the grass. Three dark shadows appeared. They flew to the Townsville Jail and crashed through Mojo's cell. Mojo was alarmed at first but once he recognized the three figures, he was thrilled.

Narrator: Oh no! I-it can't be! It's... the ROWDYRUFF BOYS! They came back from the dead!! RUN AWAY! RUN AWAY!

The three Rowdyruffs were in their own triumphant poses but they didn't look too happy. They looked taller and a little older. Their hair was slightly different: Brick had strands of hair sticking out of his cap. Boomer's hair looked the same; only, it was longer. Butch's hair was messy and a little longer; he still had his cowlick.

Mojo: (overjoyed) Boys! You have returned!

Brick was the first to act. He grabbed Mojo by the collar and spoke in a low and gruff voice.

Brick: That's right, ya idiot! If it wasn't fer you, we would've defeated those sissy Powdapuff girls straight away. Instead, ya made us look like a bunch 'o weak wussies and blew us up!

With steam rising from his head, Brick punched Mojo and sent him flying into the prison wall. The other two Ruffs joined in and began beating the helpless Mojo, without any explanation from him. After a minute of beating, the Ruffs stopped fighting and glared at a badly beaten Mojo, who was lying on the ground, groaning.

Butch: We don' need ya anymore, Mojerk!

Boomer: Yeah! We fly solo, now!

Brick: And don' even think of askin' us to do any more of yer bull!

The tree boys flew through the roof of the prison and out of sight, heading straight to Townsville. Mojo looked up after them.

Mojo: (wearily) Ohhh... curses.

Narrator: Oh no! It looks like the boys are back in town!

((To be continued...))