…. ….. buh.

…. Buh.

…buh.

Buttercup has gastroenteritis. She has been burping all day. The other day she ate a salad. The salad was green and … it had leaves, yes. She put it in her mouth, and it went crunch. Yes… Buh. So, the thing is, the leaves were on crack… so she got gastroenteritis. Meaning, she burped. Yes. Buh.

"ugh" Blossom grunted in disgust… "you are SO annoying, why do I even hang out with you!" Buttercup just burped back in response. "Fine! Be that way! We all know I'm the best Power Puff girl" When Buttercup heard this she punched Blossom and then continued her burping… buh. "I like ponies " Bubbles chimed in.

"Ponies my butt" said Buttercup amidst her spontaneous burping. Then Buttercup's brain flashed. Literally. It pulled up the top of her head and flashed. "Ugh," Blossom thought. Buttercup said, "I'm gonna go discover something."

"What?" Blossom said.

"I'm going to go to Professor."

So Buttercup hovered over into Professor's office. Buh.

To her surprise the professor wasn't there. Instead she saw Mojojo sitting in the professors chair and cackling evilly as he peered over some schematics.

But then, all of a gigantic sudden, Mojojo's face fell off. Buh. Buttercup screamed. Behind the ginormous face of Mojojo was the professor, giggling. "How do you like my new Mojojo-inator? It can convert me into Mojojo whenever I want!"

"Gee… Buh."

"What's up Buttercup?" he inquired, as he scratched his armpits in delight.

"Professor, why is my name Buttercup?"

"Hmmm," the Professor mused, clutching his chin and scratching… other parts. "The truth is Buttercup, I named you Buttercup because… when you were born out of that big pot of chemical X… I was eating a cup of butter."

"Oh wow. But then, why are Bubbles and Blossom called Bubbles and Blossom?"

"Hmmm… Well, you popped out while I ate my cup of butter… then I burped and out came some bubbles, and… Bubbles came out from the pot too! And then Blossom… well… Blossom is called Blossom because of… The Prophecy!"

"What Prophecy, Professor?"

"Before Blossom was born… a wise man told me… the pink girl from the pot… she… SHE would be the one… to BLOSSOM first… if you KNOW what I mean…" he winked at Buttercup insinuatingly.

"I think I get what you're saying" Buttercup replied… "You're saying she's the prettiest Power Puff Girl, aren't you! I HATE you!" She punched the professor and ran away.

"hmm.." the professor thought, "that one isn't so bad looking either… a real "demon in the sack"".

As Buttercup stomped her way out the room, the Professor called, "Oh! And don't forget to turn back your clocks today! It's daylight's savings!"

"Buh."

The end

In the next episode, find out how Buttercup cures her gastroenteritis, and learn some more dirty secrets from… THE POWERPUFF GIRLS.

"Buh!"

"Gosh darn it, damn gastroenteritis" Buttercup thought. She scratched her butt, then used the same hand to turn back the clock. Yes, today was daylight savings… another day for people to run outside with their large plastic bottles, capture some sun rays and save them in the fridge. I mean- HELLO, we have lamps nowadays people. Buttercup always thought it was the stupidest thing ever… and how did all this relate to turning back a clock? She wasn't sure…

She went upstairs, back to the room with Bubbles and Blossom. Blossom was brushing her hair, Bubbles was rolling on the ground.

"Did you discover anything with professor?" Blossom asked in her smart-aleck obnoxious sort of I'm-the-best-in-the-group little voice.

"Yeah, you're getting boobs." Buttercup replied. A shriek was heard. Blossom was gone. "Yeah, you go buy those double-D cups," Buttercup grunted. "Buh!"

"I like butterCUPS" Bubbles said. "They are yummier then Double-D cups, at least I think so…"

Buttercup and Bubbles stared at each other…..

…………

…………

yes, it was a long stare…..

"COLORS!" Bubbles shrieked all of a sudden, as a rainbow burst forth from Buttercup's tummy as if she was one big fat CareBear on crack.

"Gastroenteritis meets chemical X," Buttercup thought.

So out she went, a giant rainbow bursting forth from her navel. "HAHAHA! I'm the naval commander!" she thought. Navel… naval… she always thought that was funny.

As she walked down the street, children came running with butterflies in their flowing locks of gold, skipping like elves 'round a magical satyr's flute, brilliantly phosphorescing in the glow of Buttercup's tummy. Buttercup walked, the children skipped around her, singing their melodious hymns of spring. Yes. One CareBear on crack indeed.

But how will this all end?
Stay tuned!