The girls landed in front of the school and sped inside, Buttercup at the clock as they passed it.
"Aw man! We missed lunch!" She exclaimed in dismay as they ran through the halls to their next class.
"Quiet Buttercup. We can still get to our history class on time if we hurry." Blossom said, taking a sharp right to get to the correct classroom. The managed to enter it the second the bell rang, signaling the start of class.
"Nice of you girls to join us today." The teacher, Mrs. Godwin, said with a sneer as they sat down.
"Sorry teach, but our schedules got a little full, what with having to save the city and all." Buttercup told her before Blossom could speak up, leaning back in her seat and propping her feet on her desk. Mrs. Godwin made a noise of disapproval and began her lecture on yet another war.
Buttercup wondered why they were always studying wars, rather than something more interesting. Like the history of sports, or maybe food. Either of those would be infinitely more fun to learn about in Buttercup's opinion.
She was pulled from her thoughts, however, when something lightly tapped the back of her head. She glanced back and saw a crumpled piece of paper on the floor behind her. She scooped it up faster than the teacher would be able to see and read through it.
Hey BC, are we still on for after school?
-M
She frowned, grabbing a new piece of paper and her pencil and scribbling out a quick reply.
Sorry M, but dad's got us running patrols tonight. It's real crap too, 'cause all three of us were looking forward to it. Our old town didn't have a skate park.
Maybe we can go tomorrow?
-BC
She folded it up and threw it into Mitch's lap. She heard him unfold and read it, then write another note. This time she was ready and caught the paper ball out of the air.
No can do. It'll be closed for a month for renovations after today.
Buttercup scowled and tore up the note. Of course it was the last day they'd be able to go. She sighed, letting her head fall hang over over the back of her chair, closing her eyes so she could nap.
Being a superhero wasn't as fun as she'd thought it would be.
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Blossom would have given almost anything for even a short break from school. It wasn't that she suddenly disliked it; quite the opposite, in fact, as she still held a large desire to learn. It was simply that attending classes and keeping up with their homework was becoming tiring. Literally, as they found themselves falling asleep in class more often then not.
Between the patrols, saving the city, training, and homework, there was very little time left for them to get any kind of rest. Thus their grades, as well as their mood, had started to drop.
The only thing that wasn't dropping, though, was their popularity. Even though they had no time to actually hang out with their classmates, everyone kept inviting them to do stuff. The only one they'd really been interested in, though, had been Mitch's offer of going to the skate park. He'd been going to teach them how to skate, but that was a complete bust now, thanks to their too full schedules.
So when Buttercup and Mitch ran up to her and Bubbles in the hall with hopeful looks on their faces, Blossom could only sigh in exasperation.
"Buttercup no, we are not skipping school with Mitch, don't even ask. Our grades are already lower than they should be, and we don't need a detention on top of that." She told them sternly.
"Blossom come on! When are we gonna get another chance to go to a real skate park? Never, that's when! Because if it's not patrols, it's training, or saving the city, or school. And school is just about the most useless thing we can be doing right now." The brunette 'puff said with a scowl. "Tell me, do you want to spend the rest of the day learning about pointless wars and fractions?"
Blossom opened her mouth to protest, but was cut off by Bubbles. "I say we do it. There aren't going to be any tests today, so I don't see the harm in it." She turned to her sister, laying on the puppy dog eyes as much as she could. "Besides, I really, really want to learn how to ride a skate board."
The leader sighed, knowing she'd been beaten. "Alright, fine. We'll go to the skate park. But we don't tell dad anything, alright?"At their nods she gestured down the hall. "Okay then, Mitch, lead the way."
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"Bye, Mitch. Thanks for teaching us how to skate." Blossom said as they dropped Mitch off at his home in the trailer park.
"Yeah! It was totally awesome!" Buttercup held her hand out for a fist bump, which the boy happily returned.
"No problem girls. You all did great. Oof!" He wheezed when Bubbles suddenly hugged him tight around the middle.
"That was the most fun I've had in ages!" She exclaimed, squeezing just a little tighter before letting go. Mitch sucked in a deep breath before sighing in relief.
"Uh, yeah. Anyways, I gotta go now. Gran's 'specting me. See you girls tomorrow."
"Bye, Mitch!" The girls waved as he entered the trailer. They waited until they could hear him talking to his grandmother, then started on the long walk home.
"That was so much fun! I'm glad we were able to go before the park closed." Bubbles said, skipping along the sidewalk. Blossom smiled as Buttercup fist-pumped.
"Hell yeah! It was the most fun I've had since we became superheroes!" She paused, looking over at Blossom. "Of course being a Superhero would be more fun if we could actually use our powers more often to fight."
"You know why we can't, Buttercup. None of the villains we fight could possibly survive it. We'd kill someone." Blossom explained with a sigh. "Besides, we use them for plenty of other things. Like the construction site accident just last week."
"Yeah, but that was boring." Buttercup looked up at the sky, gently kicking a can across the street. "Man, just once, I wish there was someone who could take our punches. That we could go all out on. Would that be awesome?"
"It would, actually." Bubbles spoke up as their house came into view. "I don't like hurting people, so having someone who won't get hurt just because we're strong would be nice. Besides, maybe we wouldn't have to fight them. Maybe we could be friends."
"Nah, they'd have to be bad guys. Our arch nemesis. Like the Joker is for Batman." Buttercup explained as they walked up to the door.
Blossom just sighed again and reached for the doorknob. However, before she could grab it, the door was yanked open by Professor Utonium.
"Oh, there you are girls. Don't bother taking off your coats we have to go to the Home for Super Villains immediately!" And with that he ran out the door and to his car. The girls looked at each other and sighed before following.
The second the car doors were shut, Utonium took off down the road at the speed limit. While he drove frantically to the Home, Blossom tried to work out why they needed to go.
"It's because Jojo got out, sweetheart." He finally answered when they stopped at a red light.
"What?! But that place is supposed to be escape proof! How could he have gotten out?" Blossom exclaimed. "Did anybody else get out?"
"No, it was just him. But he killed a lot of guards doing it." The Professor explained as the light turned green and he started driving again. "Nobody can figure out how he did it, either. It's like they all gathered in one room and just, well, dropped dead."
"Jojo... killed people?!" Bubbles whispered. "But why?!"
"Yeah, that doesn't seem like him at all. He never wanted to kill anyone when he was building his lab." Buttercup said, brows furrowing.
'Well I don't know what to say, girls. He's the only one who's gone, the guards are dead, and all the security camera were destroyed when it happened." Utonium shrugged, then sighed when he saw his daughters' faces drop. "Look, if it makes you feel any better he probably wasn't in his right mind when it happened. The doctors said he's been mumbling to himself and writing on the walls for a while now. So he might not even know what he did."
"That... does not make me feel any better about it, dad." Blossom told him. "It just makes me feel worse because we're the ones that put him in there to begin with." Bubbles and Buttercup nodded.
The Professor sighed again as he pulled up to the Home and shut off the car. "Let's just... go see what we can do to help. Maybe you girls can make some suggestions to help Jojo when you catch him again."
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At the top of the volcano in the middle of Townsville, Jojo entered his lab. He turned on the lights and sighed at the state of things.
"I have been gone not even a month, and already things are covered in filth." He approached a computer terminal and wiped the screen off before turning it on. "Ah well, at least that is easily taken care of. Now, to prepare for my ultimate plan of VENGEANCE! MUHAHAHAHA!"
