I do not own Powerpuff Girls...

It was a gorgeous evening in Townsville. The Powerpuff Girls were now out of high school and beginning new stages in their lives. Buttercup, being the most athletic girl in high school, was offered sports scholarships from the country's top schools but declined. Instead, she went to the army because college didn't interest her, much to the Professor's dismay (he eventually accept it).

Bubbles became a vegan and was in New York attending FIT (Fashion Institue of Technology) the biggest fashion school in the country. She was quite the fashion designer and artist in high school, winning best dressed at prom, designing the costumes for the school play, and having her paintings and drawings featured in the art shows in high school.

Blossom, due to her academic performance in high school (taking high honors classes, class president, FBLA president, cheerleading captain, brain bowl captain, class valedictorian and head of the prom committee) had gotten scholarships from the country's top schools (Harvard, Yale, Stanford, Brown). However, she decided turned them down to stay in Townsville.

She attended CTU (City of Townsville University) and was majoring in English Lit. She was smart and knew she could make anything out of herself, but decided to major in English. Things were all good for Blossom; she was set up with an apartment by the Professor, after he married their kindergarten teacher, Ms. Keane and sold their house and moved, had the highest GPA in the school and even dated the best-looking guy whom she met in one of her honor's classes.

Blossom's boyfriend, Declan, was from Ireland and she was infatuated with him. He was handsome, smart, came from a family of old Irish wealth and Blossom fawned over him. From his accent to his smarts to his wavy brown hair and freckles, she was sure she was in love. The way he called her "Lassie" made her heart flutter. Blossom had flown to his apartment that night hoping to surprise him. He lived in a beautiful, cozy apartment on the rather more upscale section of Townsville. As she knocked on his door, he opened it half way, looking shocked.

"Lassie! What are you doing here?" Declan asked.

"Just fought a monster and wanted to see you," Blossom said in a giddy tone. "Is it a bad time?"

"Um...yeah..." Declan was nervous.

"Why? Is something wrong?" Blossom sounded concerned.

"Uh...my cat threw up on my furniture and...well...it isn't good. I will call you tomorrow."

With that, Declan shut the door. Blossom knew something sounded fishy.

'He doesn't have a cat.' She thought.

She used her supersonic eye beams to see into the apartment. She saw another woman wearing one of Declan's shirts. The two had been making out. Blossom then kicked the door open and saw a pretty, petite, blonde girl.

"Oh...hi..." The girl said.

"Oh yeah. Your cat looks very sick!" Blossom said through gritted teeth.

Declan started to sweat and then say, "I can explain..."

"You better have a good explanation!" Blossom snapped.

"Look, Blossom..." Declan ran his hands through his hair nervously, "This isn't working out...I meant to talk to you about this..."

"Declan, if you wanted to break up, then why didn't you say so?" Blossom asked.

"Well...I don't know..."

"Well, that is a good answer," Blossom said sarcastically. "Why do you want to break up?"

"It's because...I think you are too good for me...and you are bossy from time to time. So I don't think we will work out!"

"You told me I was your forever!" Blossom snapped.

"When did I say that?" Declan asked.

"When we took that trip to Ireland and made passionate love in the guest room of your parent's mansion," Blossom said.

"Um...do you two want privacy?" The blonde girl asked.

"I think that would be great," Blossom answered the blonde girl.

The blonde girl stepped out of the living room and worked her way into the kitchen.

"Oh. About that," Declan started. "You see, I say things I often don't mean and I didn't want to hurt your feelings."

"You kidding me?" Blossom asked dumbfounded.

"Babe, the pizza is done!" The blonde girl said as she placed a home cooked pizza on top of the oven.

"Here, let me get that!" Blossom said as she shot her lazer eye beams at the pizza, burning it to a crisp. "Enjoy your life, Declan!"

Blossom flew off leaving an awkward Declan at the door.

"Um...should I call the Chinese restaurant?" the blonde girl asked.

Brick came a long way from being a member of the Rowdyruff Boys. After high school, he was unsure of his plans. Boomer and Butch moved on. Boomer was in college majoring in broadcasting and playing baseball in Standford and joined a fraternity while Butch was in trade school to learn how to be an auto mechanic. Brick decided to go to Townsville Community College, and after he completed his two years, he would join the US Marines. Right now, he felt like staying put.

He was in a serious relationship with Princess Morebucks. He was sure she was the one, and he was infatuated by her strong personality. He met up with her at a small Italian restaurant. As he leaned into kiss her, she pulled back and said, "Nope. New Chanel lipstick. It cost me $40.00. I can't kiss you."

Brick rolled his eyes and took a seat across from her.

"I am glad you are here, Brick," Princess said in a business like a tone.

"I got you something." He said as he handed her a box. It was from Tiffany.

Princess took the box eagerly and opened it up. It was the bracelet she had her eye on.

"You shouldn't have," Princess said.

"Well, you are my girl, and you deserve the best." Brick chuckled. "So what is it you wanted to tell me?"

"Brick, you and I have been in a serious relationship for a while now, and I did some serious thinking." Princess took a deep breath in. "I think we should break up."

Brick looked dumbfounded.

"Wait...what?"

"Babe, it isn't working out. I'm sorry...well...not really but you get the picture."

"Hold on! I just brought you a $300.00 bracelet, flew all the way over here to meet you...and now you want to break up?" Brick asked in utter confusion.

"Look, things change. We had a good time. But it isn't you; it's me. I don't like you anymore."

"How long did you decided not to like me anymore?" Brick asked.

"Well...a couple of weeks...months...actually, I decided I didn't like you anymore after we made love on the first night of our trip to Barcelona."

"Right after you made love to me? Wow...that's classy..." Brick said sarcastically.

"Sorry..." Princess said sounding anything but sorry.

"Why did you stick it out?" Brick asked.

"Well, I figured you work hard, make good money at your part-time job, you are great in bed, and you buy me nice things. But I just don't see a future with you. Daddy expects me to marry a man with money. And working for a trucking company loading crates isn't cutting it. Plus you are in community college and planning on joining the Marines after you do your two years. I can't have that." Princess stated.

"You know, you could've saved us both a lot of time and me money if you just broke up with me sooner!" Brick snapped.

"Ooops." Princess shrugged. "So what are we going to eat?"

"You have money; you pay for your own dinner," Brick answered as he got up. "And I will take the bracelet back!"

"No! You gave it to me!" Princess said sounding like a spoiled child.

Brick tried to grab it from her until she threw it across the street. Brick gave her an icy stare and left her to sit alone. He flew home and wondered, "Wow...tonight sucks..."