Disclaimer: I don't own the Power Puff Girls. I wish I did though.
Chapter 2
Blossom flew at a rapid pace with Mojo in tow. She landed at Ms. Bellum's condominium home and walked up to the front door.
Cradling Mojo in one arm, she rang the door bell with her free hand.
There were a few moments of waiting-abruptly changed when Ms. Bellum flung open the door. Her demeanor seemed to be strained with agitated emotions as if she were in a hurry. The pencil skirt and red blouse she had on suggested she was preparing to go to work.
Blossom's bloody ensemble with the slumped chimpanzee over her made those plans fly out the window.
"Hello Blossom," Ms. Bellum said calmly.
Blossom muttered a hello and entered the house, ignoring Ms. Bellum's questioning look. Usually, she would be very courteous in talking with Ms. Bellum, but she needed to clean the blood off her and Mojo.
"Where is the bathroom?" she asked, turning to Ms. Bellum.
"It's upstairs," Ms. Bellum said, hoping to get an explanation from Blossom as to what was going on.
The question was barley on her lips before Blossom said, "I'll explain what is going on after I get Mojo and I cleaned up,"
"Okay," Ms. Bellum nodded, knowing Blossom would keep her word.
Having placated Ms. Bellum, Blossom headed up the stairs cradling Mojo against her chest.
Blossom entered the bathing room and eyed the huge tub and faucets wearily, only to wonder how she had gotten into this crazy situation. She looked down at Mojo and smiled. Mojo looked almost peaceful in the nook of her arm, a contrast to what he would have been awake.
Now to get him cleaned up might as well do it before he woke up. Blossom set Mojo on the toilet seat and removed all his bloodied clothes save his underwear but had to be careful because Mojo was still too unconscious to do anything himself, including sitting up straight.
Blossom held Mojo once again and moved over to the tub. Shampoo, soap bars, and towels were all present. The tub was filled with water when Blossom turned the knob. She turned the knob off when the water reached mid level.
Then, Blossom placed Mojo in the tub. She finally got in after taking off her clothes. The water reached Mojo's mid section and was level to her arms. Mojo was propped against Blossom's knee while she cleaned him up.
Mojo began stirring, awake from feeling the water's warm sensation. His eyes flickered open, then, closed again. He was out cold and sleeping to Blossom's relief. She finished getting herself clean, seized Mojo and stood up.
She unplugged the drain, and as the water began receding, she placed Mojo on the tile floor. A set of clothes were found folded neatly when Blossom pushed the door ajar to make a request for something to wear.
Thanking Ms. Bellum mentally, Blossom donned on the pink dress that was identical to her usual costume. The other set of clothes looked like Mojo's usual villain getup complete with the cape. Wondering where Ms. Bellum got the clothes, Blossom decided to ask when done dressing Mojo.
The bloody clothes that Bloosm and Mojo previously wore were discarded to the trashcan as she left the bathroom. Mojo was being carried again by Blossom noted by Ms. Bellum, who was standing in the hallway.
"Can I put him somewhere?" Blossom asked, gesturing towards the slumbering Mojo.
"He can stay here," Ms. Bellum said, opening her guestroom door. After lying Mojo in the bed and covering him up, Blossom turned to Ms. Bellum and said, "We can talk now,"
"Come downstairs," Ms. Bellum turned and made her way to the living room and sat on the couch. Blossom followed suit and sat at the opposite end.
"The situation started when I decided to go the library," Blossom began.
Today was going to be a long day.
End of Chapter 2
Author's Note: I'm glad I was able to get this chapter done. Exams are a bitch right now so it will be a little while before the next chapter comes up. Thank you Dracori for pointing out some things I can clear up. Reviews are appreciated and flames are accepted as long as they have constructive criticism.
