Powerpuff girls are 7 in this story. I will be known as: Kyle in this story (That's not my real name it's just a random name) So a British teenager is saved by three super powered American kinder garden girls…how will this turn out? This story will reveal what happened.

Pokey oaks suburbs, my POV

My name is Kyle Nylon; I have short dirty blond hair combed forwards, hazel eyes, 4 pack abs, flat stomach, long legs and medium build. Basically in my group of friends I'm the cute british guy, but I also understand girls better than most guys witch gives me an even bigger advantage, plus my voice has a heavy British accent to it and this means virtually every girl at my school keeps asking me out due to my innate British charm over American girls. I'm wearing an orange T-shirt with a blue tick on the front and blue skinny jeans along with black and red trainers.

I was walking home from the corner shop as I usually do on a Friday when I saw my friend Professor Utonium pull up next to me in his car, I live across the street from his house. He rolled down his window and smiled at me. "Hello Kyle, how are you today?" He asked. "I'm fine Mr Utonium, need my help with something?" I asked him. "As a matter of fact I do; a fellow scientist has requested my assistance on a project and so I need someone to watch my 3 daughters while im gone and I was wondering if you could do it." He explained. "Ah alright, hang on a sec." I checked my Iphone for a gap in my schedule this weekend.

"So do you think you can do it?" He asked again, I took a minute to think about it. I'm not too sure about being in the same house as three, younger, uber strong, Powerpuff girls, its not that im bad at babysitting, its just that I've never looked after super heroes before. "Shouldn't you talk to my parents first?" I asked after a minute of silence. "I already checked with them and they won't let you, but I know how much they deny letting you do most things since they hate my girls so much." The Professor stated, I detected slight venom in his voice at the mention at my parents, but I wasn't offended in the least. My parents are the stereotype: yell-at-you-for-no-reason parents. "Well Alright, can you give me a lift?" I asked. (A/N: My real parents are not like that at all, but this gives more drama to the story.)

The Powerpuff girls house, a few minutes later.

"OK Kyle, here's a few lists of things each girl likes and don't like and a list a things to do while im gone." Mr Utonium explained handing me the paperwork. "Alright brilliant, I can handle this." Just as I said that the girls I will soon be babysitting flew out the front door and stood round their dad. They all had matching clothes in their respective colours: a tank top, a short skirt and black and white trainers. All three were smiling at me, obviously happy to see me, me and the girls were good friends so it should be fairly easy.

"Hey Kyle! You're babysitting us? This is gonna be awesome!" Buttercup yelled, throwing her hands into the air. "Yeah, im glad my parents don't know about this." I stated, but right on cue I heard my dad yelling. "Kyle Nylon, get your arse back here NOW!" I facepalmed and walked to the other side of the street. "What is it now?" I asked like I've this line a thousand times, with I probably had. "You should know better than to talk to strangers, you're 17 for crying out loud!" My dad yelled in my face, the smell of beer and fast food flooded my nose…ewwww. "Their my friends, Mr Utonium asked me t-" I never finished. "I don't care what he asked you to do, you need to do the washing up and vacuum the hall! NOW GET IN!" He roared pointing at the front door.

I take one last look at the Utonium family across the street, they looked very sad for me, Bubbles looked like she was gonna burst into tears and Buttercup looked so mad that she had to be held back by Blossom. I sigh and head inside.

I know this chapter is short, but its just a prologue, other chapters will be longer, if anyone has any ideas for me please speak up!