So here's the first real chapter of a series called: Fairy Tale Chronicles! I thought that it could be multiple chapters in a story. It'll kinda play out like a movie so... ENJOY! BTW- This isn't going to be written that good... SORRY

Once upon a time, in the city of Kingsville there was a king, he knew he was old and worn out, he wanted his sons to be married and settled down. He devised a simple plan, one that could get him grandchildren in no time. His plan was to have a Masquerade Ball, he could get all of his three sons, Butch, Brick, and Boomer, girlfriends and most likely soul mates. He'd invite every women in and all around Kingsville, all to impress his sons when they were of age. The King would have it be a Masquerade Ball, so it would be romantic when they each take each other's masks off. This King's name was King Jojo.

In the somewhat wealthy part of town there was a man, a cheerful, kind man named John Utonium. He had 3 daughters, Buttercup, Blossom, and Bubbles. He was happily married to a wonderful women named Sarah Keane. He could have well been the happiest man alive, until one fateful day when his wife died. He could have been mistaken for the saddest man in the world, John was grief stricken, his soul mate had died! His children tried to comfort him with no avail. They tried to have their father start dating again, it was a mistake. He fell in a deep deep love with Sedusa, she had two daughters with another man who is unknown at the moment. They got married and John was somewhat back to himself, that's what everyone thought until he committed suicide. His children didn't think that it was suicide, but instead murder! They believe that Sedusa killed him to gain his money.

Where are the kids now?

Read to find out.

4:34 AM- Utonium Household

Some people are poor, some are rich. Some rich people do not care enough to help the poor, others know nothing about the poor. Some poor people despise the rich greatly, others just ignore them. Well me and my sisters, we are poor. And abused. And pretty much slaves.

Our loving, caring, amazing stepmother takes amazing care of us! I find it funny how I can be completely sarcastic and actually laugh at it, even though most of the time I'm miserable.

If you couldn't tell, I'm Bubbles Utonium, youngest of three sisters. I have semi-long golden blonde hair and baby blue eyes, I can pretty much see the beauty in almost everyone.

The only person I'm sure has no beauty (in her heart, she's got plenty outside beauty) is my stepmother, she's really mean, she abuses us and forces us to dress in freakin' rags! I actually have an amazing fashion choice, but it's all being put to waste by someone who will not be named at the moment. COUGH SEDUSA COUGH.

Anyway my first older sister is Buttercup, she has kinda long raven hair that goes before her shoulders and lime green eyes. She can be really witty and rude at times but usually she's nice (to people she knows). She doesn't exactly act like a girl, she is considered a tomboy in our small village in England (and probably anywhere else in the world).

My oldest sister, by only 6 minutes may I add, is Blossom. She has long-long red hair that goes to her mid-back and unique pink eyes, they look really pretty, they're a rose color. She's the nerd- I mean smart one in our group, unlike Buttercup she doesn't insult people for no reason. Like if someone was insulting us then she'd start insulting them back.

Right now we were sleeping, I take that back we were getting up. I take that back, me and Blossom were getting up- Buttercup wasn't. I really don't understand how she can sleep on the bed, its made of hay and old sheets, the pillow was made of rat fur. And Buttercup asks me why I sleep with no pillow...

Blossom rubbed her pink eyes and sat up, she yawned," Is Sedusa still screaming for us to get up?" She asked me. I touched my ear, gesturing for her to listen. Sure enough we heard Sedusa screaming that we were 4 minutes late. She smirked at me," No reason to be smug about it."

I scoffed at her and gestured to Buttercup," If I'm smug then Buttercup is badass."

Blossom smirked back at me and got up, walking towards the bathroom (it was a closet with a bucket of water and a bowl-not much)," Buttercup is badass, so now you're smug. I can live with that." She shrugged lightly before walking into the closet and closing the door.

I sighed, I now had to wake up Buttercup on my own. Yay. I shook her shoulder slightly forcefully," Buttercup." Her eyes stayed closed. She's stubborn, even in her sleep," Buttercup!" I heard heavy footsteps, Sedusa was walking into the attic! Now Buttercup had to waked up," Buttercup! Wake up! Sedusa's coming!"

Buttercup opened one of her eyes, but closed it immediately and turned over," That's what you said yesterday, you made me wake up at 12 am. You may be gullible, but I'm not." She shoved the pillow on top of her head and started to sleep again.

I groaned, did I seriously have to deal with this? The footsteps got even closer," Buttercup! I promise you this isn't a joke! Please!" I said carefully.

She was already sleeping. Suddenly Sedusa burst through the old wooden door," GET THE FUCK UP, SLUTS!" She screamed at us, she's calling us sluts, that's what I find funny. Look at what she wears, her normal clothes consist of lingerie and clothes two sizes smaller then her. The amazing thing is that Buttercup is still sleeping. Sedusa noticed and got angry. She grabbed the belt on her pants.

I saw her walking towards Buttercup with the belt dangerously, I stepped in the way," No, please. Don't do it! I'll wake her up, I'll wake her up." I really didn't want Buttercup getting hurt, especially with a belt, that thing looked like it'd be painful.

Sedusa hissed at me," Get out of my way." She pushed me into the door, I tripped over something and a pain shot through my ankle.

" YEOUCH!" I heard. I saw Buttercup shoot up from her spot on the bed, her hand was red and there was a belt mark. Sedusa continued hitting her," THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!" She yelled angrily. Buttercup grabbed the belt and threw it in the corner.

Sedusa slapped Buttercup, sending her into the wall," Next time I tell you to do something, do it." She flipped her black hair and sashayed out of the room. Buttercup rubbed her hand in pain.

" Buttercup, you okay?" I asked her carefully. I tried to walk towards her but when I put my right foot down pain shot through it and I winced," Ow!" I whined, my ankle was sprained.

Buttercup's eyes widened and she helped me up," I should be asking that question to you. Are you okay?" She asked me sincerely, she looked slightly guilty.

I nodded and inspected her hand," Yeah, I'm just gonna stay off of it for a while." She nodded and looked back at her hand.

Out of nowhere Blossom bursts through the attic door, she was wet and she was only in a towel," What happened?!" She yelled at us. It seemed that after Blossom went to the bathroom she'd decided to use her weekly Bath Pass to bathe today. Yep, that's how damn cheap our stepmother is, she only let's us bathe once a week. Blossom was only in her pink rag towel.

Buttercup sighed and showed Blossom her hand," This is why I'm persistent with an alarm clock." she said simply (Persistent- meaning to continue asking and asking) Blossom covered her mouth in shock

" That fucking bitch!" Blossom muttered loudly. This is proof that she only swears when people hurt us...

My green eyed sister nodded," She also made Bubbles sprain her ankle." That seemed to push Blossom off the edge. Blossom grabbed her rag dress and slipped it on quickly, she pushed past us, about to walk down the attic stairs.

Buttercup and I pushed her back into the room," Calm down, Bloss." Buttercup murmured soothingly, Blossom looked like she was about to pitch slap Buttercup.

" CALM DOWN?! ARE YOU CRAZY?! SHE HURT YOU GUYS! IMMA SHOVE MY FUCKIN' FOOT SO FUCKIN' UP HER ASS MY TOES WILL STICK OUTTA HER NOSTRILS! IMMA SLAP HER SO FAR THAT SHE'LL BE BACK IN HELL, EXACTLY WHERE SHE CAME FROM! IMMA-" I put a hand over her mouth, interrupting her hilarious rant.

I smiled at her warmly," Relax, we're both fine. Now can we just go start our chores?" Blossom still looked pissed but she nodded, Buttercup then groaned and did the same.

Blossom took a few deep breaths then she was speaking normally again," Buttercup, sweep the living room and do the dishes. Bubbles, feed the animals and make breakfast. I'll clean the bedrooms and sweep the stairs. Understood?" We both nodded and we left, Buttercup walked out with Blossom and I followed.

Just another normal morning in the Utonium home. That rhymes XD

9:56- Jojo Household

A voice woke me up, it was coming from the little speaker in my room, it was for when there were any announcements in the castle," Boomer. Boooomer." A voice cooed from the speakers. I snored again, I swear it was just a reflex from after I wake up! The voice suddenly yelled, bolting me awake," WAKE UP!" Buuuuuuuuutch. I am so gonna kick his ass.

I sat up and rubbed my eyes," What?!" I said crankily. To some people they don't think I'm the kinda person to not be a Morning Person, but I hate mornings with a burning passion.

To be more specific Boomer Jojo hates mornings with a burning passion, I'm Boomer Jojo. I have dirty blonde hair that's always ruffled and messy, but in a cute way that girl's dig. I'm telling you it always works. ;) That and the fact that I'm the prince of this village. But unfortunately not the only one, I have 2 older brothers... It's hard life.

My older brother is Butch, he has spiky black hair, that girls fall for just as much as ruffled blonde hair. He also has forest green eyes and a player attitude. I mean seriously- he literally has about 4 girlfriends every month, a girl for each week, but the real question is why girls keep dating him when they know he's gonna break up with them. The world may never know...

My oldest brother is Brick, he has long-for-a-boy red hair and weird- I mean unique red eyes. He is the nerd- I mean smart one in our group but he can be really egotistical and witty at times. He's not the player type like Butch and he's not the charmer type like me, somewhere in between.

The speaker was still yelling my name," BOOOOOMER?! Did you fall asleep, man?" Butch's voice asked through the speaker.

I sighed and sat up, might as well get up, today's a new day," I'm up, I'm up. Hold those damn horses of yours." I muttered under my breath, again: I am not a morning person, usually I'm nicer than that.

" I heard that!" He said, there was a click sound and the speaker turned off. I groaned and got off my bed, time to take a shower. We got this new soap that smells like daisies! Yay!

So you can see their mornings are very different. If you don't understand the reason that the Powerpuff Girls were injured it's because it's the way the boys recognize the girls. Like since Bubbles ankle is sprained she'll have a slight limp, if Buttercup's hand is injured it'll be purple, and Blossom's eyes are pink and I'm pretty sure that Brick can recognize her on his own.

Tell me if you enjoyed the chapter!