Nah I don't own the characters.
Do I own the plot , yeah I do...any more questions?
Come on Bubbles I want you to place your hands on your hips and give me a smile that says "I'm sexy and I know it." I followed my directors' instructions. After all my agent didn't hire her for nothing. I blinked my eyes as the cameras took multiple shots of me in my light green tank top and white shorts.
"Great job BB you can take a break for now." My director Harley informed me. I let go of my position and walked away. "Work on that Runway walk BB we are going to need you next week!" Harley told me as I was departing. I nodded at her direction and hopped into my car. Harley always made me laugh. BB was a nickname she gave me the day we met. Even though I don't go by that name.
It had been 10 years since I was a super hero saving the world and falling for the wrong people with my sisters. I remember the Professor. He was such a joy, and a kind man. I loved him it's a shame he had to move into a retirement home. The mayor had died years Bellum took over. My sisters and I had a battle with the PowerPunk girls, many people died during that fight. The Mayor included. After a while we retired at being super heroes, and grew farther apart. Now my sister Blossom became a writer, and Buttercup joined a band. I became a model/actress, and now here I am driving in my new car into my nearby beach house. California is truly a beautiful place. The beach, the tan lines, and the thrill. I could be doing whatever I want right now. Having drunk parties all night, doing drugs, or some other nonsense. I don't want to though. I'm more of a tranquil person. I'm 23 years old and my hobbies are surfing the web and jogging during my free time. Despite being a model and actress I'm not the person people think I am. Most people when they see me in the magazines they think I'm a slut. When they see at a fashion show, they accuse me of starving myself and having some sort of eating disorder. I hate when people have dumb stereotypes like that. It really ticks me off. Have they not heard of healthy diet and exercise routines? Is the world just that wrong? Who knew, even so now whenever I turn on the T.V I see myself walking a runway in something I would normally not wear. It's very embarrassing too, I feel like every teenage boys wet dream. I shivered at the though.
"I think I'm going to go jogging for a while." I told my cat Dexter. She meowed at me in response.
I was in the Library reading. I came to a local public library to get some inspiration. Being a writer is fun, I like creating stories for people of all ages. Even so it's also stressful; spell checking, and endless sleepless nights. In the end though it's all worth it. I had been sitting in the library for almost 6 hours reading and re-reading multiple books. Some were just for fun; I took a break for lunch and a drink nothing alcoholic of course. It would ruin my concentration. I returned home at 7:00 p.m. I didn't feel like cooking so I ordered Chinese food. I spent the rest of my night going over my fan mail, and watching Family Guy. Life was good I guess.
"Thank you very much for your time you guys were an awesome crowd!" I said as my band and I departed from the stage. Man I love my job, making good music, for great people. If it wasn't for my band we could not have made it this far. It was nice to have Butch as a drummer, and blaster was out bass. The funny thing about our band is that we all use to hate each other so much. It was one messed up triangle of hate. Ten years really made us think you know? Our hate converted into friendship. Well slightly more for me and Butch, but still over all it was friendship. I try my best to stay out of the usual rock star thing, you know drugs and stuff. I do occasionally drink and party, but that's about it. Nothing too spontaneous. I keep in touch with my sisters sometimes even with all my tours. Sometimes I think of visiting them, but then I'm like "Nah there fine." Life is nothing short of perfect for me. I thought to myself as I took a sip of Diet Coke.
Funny Narrator Voice:
Each of the Power puffs were now different. In time their personalities changed. Not drastically, but just enough so that when they did meet again things would be a lot more strange. Bubbles and Blossom had not spoken to one another for 5 years after a slight issue between them. It seemed like Buttercup was the only one who was living life the way she wanted to was Buttercup. Everything was going right on her side, but unfortunately Bubbles and Blossom didn't have the same luck. Will Bubbles always be seen as a slut? Will Blossom change profession, because of how much time it took? What about Buttercup, will she lose control of herself one of these days during a party? Who is Blaster, and what happened between him and Buttercup, and Butch years ago? Will the past resurrect itself to haunt each of the Puffs? No one knows in this world. Everything is just too unsure. Things are not what they seem, people are not who they say they are.
I thought the Narrator voice would give it more of a T.V. show feel. *good times*