A decade ago...
The Powerpuff Girls tiredly floated through the cool evening air, until they finally reached their doorstep. They slowly descended and paused to catch their breaths.
All three were battle-worn; Buttercup had bruises all over, and was covered dirt and grime, Bubbles's outfit and hair were a mess, and Blossom was sporting a black eye.
"Oh man, it was hard to split them up that time! They're getting tougher every time." Bubbles yawned.
"Yeah, but it was totally worth it! Didn't ya see what I did to Butch?" said Buttercup.
Bubbles giggled. "Uh huh!" She turned to Blossom. "It's a good thing Brick's as crazy about his hat as you are with your bow! Right?" Blossom didn't respond. She was squinting at the inside of Brick's cap. She turned to her sisters. "Huh? Oh, uh, right! Sorry girls, I'm really tired."
"C'mon, let's go to bed. I'll race you!" Buttercup sped up stairs with Bubbles racing after her. Blossom followed them, but not before ducking into the Professor's lab.
Professor Utonium was absolutely giddy. He rushed around his laboratory, rearranging test-tubes full of multicolored substances, trying to prepare for Blossom's genetics lab.
"Professor, I've been doing a lot of reading of your own research on Chemical X, and I want to see the effects it has on DNA!" Blossom smiled.
The Professor hugged her. "You know I wouldn't push you to become like me if you wanted to go a different way, right, Blossom?"
Blossom smiled. "I know, Professor. I know this is what I need to be doing. It's useful for so many reasons. It will help our crime-fighting."
"I'm so proud of you." The Professor ruffled her hair, and went to the vault, and took out the beaker of Chemical X.
"B-Bubbles! I'm so sorry!" Blossom rushed to the aid of her injured sister who lay in a small, smoking crater.
Bubbles was obviously in pain, but she smiled when she saw Blossom. "I'm okay. After all, I'm hardcore!"
"But I should've known that HIM would go after you! I'm the leader, it's my responsibility..."
Buttercup flew down to join them. "Blossom, everybody makes mistakes. I just make less. Hey, Bubbles, ya got hit pretty hard. Tell you what, I'll convince the Professor t' get you some ice cream."
Bubbles leapt into the air. "Yay! Ice cream! I want chocolate chip!" Bubbles and Buttercup dashed away, leaving Blossom alone in the crater. She sighed.
Bubbles, panicked, rushed into their bedroom, clutching a newspaper. She waved it all around. "Girls! Girls! Look, we've got to do something!"
Buttercup took the paper. "...It says Fuzzy's cabin was found abandoned, and there were signs of a struggle... you think it could be the Rowdyruff Boys again?"
Bubbles shook her head. "The campers said it didn't look like anybody's been living there for a long time! We gotta investigate! Can we, Blossom?"
Blossom was looking down. "Well, all right... but I don't think we'll find anything. Anyway, wouldn't it be easier if Fuzzy's gone for a while? He's gotten more angry each time we've fought."
"I don't care! He's almost like family!" yelled Bubbles.
Buttercup snorted. "Yeah, the evil, crazy, possessive relative. But I don't want one less person to fight. Let's go!"
The girls flew over the woods for hours, and found no evidence.
