So I had a blast writing this one. I had to act this out to see what it would look like. My friend's reaction to it was good enough for me! Please Review…they keep me going :D

If some of ya'll are expecting something more serious…then just wait! It's coming up sooner than you think! Thanks for reading!

Chapter 4

"MOJOOOOOO!"

Mojo was taking a nap and was suddenly woken up by the familiar sound of Brick's voice…but something was different about it.

"!" Brick started blubbering. "So we was fighting the Powderpuffs and then Butch was like this and knocked Buttercup out and…"

"Knocked out Buttercup? That's very good Butch!" Mojo praised which caused Butch to have a smug appearance.

"No, no, no, no! I mean that's what happened but that's not what's happening!" Brick was frustrated he couldn't get the words out.

"Did you fail?" Mojo's voice started getting annoyed.

"NO! I KICKED THAT PUFF'S…" Brick vented before he put his hands over his mouth again.

"See, see! That's what happened earlier! Brick is squeaking more than the lab mice! Haha!" Boomer pointed and started laughing.

"Brick sounds like a girl!" Butch added him.

Mojo looked at the scene in front of him. He laughed to himself then put his hands behind his head.

"I wouldn't be laughing if I were you two. What's happening to him will happen to you both eventually"

Boomer and Butch's face dropped. Now Brick had the smile on his face.

"Whoa, whoa monkey face! What you talking 'bout Mojo?" Butch yelped. "So you saying we're going to sound like twinkle toes over there?"

Mojo sighed. "In time, yes"
"NOOOO! This is not FAIR!" Boomer cried.

"HEY! If I'm supposed to sound like this, then both of you should too!" Brick crossed his arm and hovered into the nearest chair.

"Boys, boys, boys…You act as if this is all permanent" Mojo reassured them. He couldn't believe how idiotic these boys were. Idiotic or just plain naïve.

"…So you're saying you can fix us?" Boomer asked.

Mojo shook one index finger at them. "I shall do…Nothing!" Mojo then went back to his rolling chair, put the newspaper over his head, and then proceeded to continue his nap.

The three boys looked dumbfounded.

"What'd-ya mean?" Brick scowled. "You got to be kidding. People won't take us seriously if we have girly voices!"

Mojo lifted up the newspaper. "HIM has one and it seems to work for him". Mojo put the newspaper back over his face.

"But HIM is like image of evil! He's basically the devil! How do we have ANYTHING in common with him" Butch nodded along with Boomer at Brick's comparison.

Mojo smirked under the newspaper. 'Oh if they only knew how close they are to that high pitched nuisance…'. Mojo then lifted the newspaper and stared at the boys. "You three really want to know what's going on?"

The three nodded their heads in unison.

Mojo sighed. "IT'S CALLED PUBERTY! DEAL WITH IT!". He then shifted away from the gapping faces of the three boys and continued his nap.

Birthday

"Thirteen! Finally!" Boomer stretched his arms out. His brothers weren't as enthused since it was still early in the morning.

"Boomer…it's like freaking seven in the morning. I don't care if you turned thirty…shut up and go back to sleep!" Brick mumbled from under his covers. Since finding out the cause of his voice cracking, Brick had been keeping quiet.

"Guys! We're not kids anymore! We're officially TEENAG…"Boomer jumped out of bed only to fall flat on the ground.

Brick peeked through the covers and started snickering. "Great way to show the world your age Booms"

Boomer picked himself up. His face scrunched as if he were concentrating big time.

"Whoa bro, don't explode. You're head ain't that used to thinking" Brick said as he lifted himself to a seated position. He sensed something was up and was worth waking up to.

"I-I-I can't fly" Boomer was able to get out. He continued to stare blankly at the floor while in a table position.

"What'd-ya mean you can't fl…" Brick stumbled out of bed…literally. He normally hovered himself out but today he discovered gravity head on.

Brick tried with all his might to fly or at least hover in some form.

"T-t-this ain't right. The monkey was holding out on us last time" Brick thought of their last encounter with Mojo.

Boomer and Brick picked themselves up and walked over to Butch. Butch was curled up in the middle of the bed, completely covered up. When Brick pulled over the covers, Butch twitched a bit before realizing the missing warmth. One green eye opened then squinted as the silhouettes of two people started to become more in focus. He grunted and reached for the covers, only to have Brick pull it back off of him again. Before Butch could complain, he noticed the worried look on his brother's face.

"What's the deal bro?" He yawned.

"That we have to walk all the way up that staircase BY FOOT to get to Mojo…that's the deal" Brick pulled Butch out of bed only to have him retaliate.

"What the heck is that s'pose to mean? Just fly your butt up there!" Butch yelled while heading back to his bed.

"Would if I could brotha" Brick simply crossed his arms waiting for Butch to finally get it.

Butch sighed and turned around. He slightly bent his knees and lunged forward. To his surprise, his face met the ground.

"See? What'd I tell you! Now let's get some answers" Brick and Boomer started towards the stairs as Butch followed.

Mojo was once again tinkering with a remote and every so often, he would adjust the lens of his magnifying glasses.

'The boys should be up by now. They will be now realizing that they are without some of their abilities. I know this for I am Mojo-Jojo and I….Oh curses, I broke the screw for this thing but no worries, for I am the powerful Mojo-Jojo…' Mojo continued to think while waiting for the sound of footsteps.

Eventually the boys made it up the stairs looking beat.

"Now don't tell me that stairwell defeated you all physically…." Mojo pointed the screw driver at the boys.

"Mojo…shut it….what's with us?" Brick sighed. It wasn't the length of the staircase that was tiring; it was the fact that it took him ten times the amount of time to get up the stairs than normal. Every turn looked the same as the last. Also he had to put up with his brother's bickering the whole way up.

"Well you three are thirteen…oh by the way…Happy Birthday to my creations!" Mojo cheered and nodded in satisfaction of himself. "Also you three are going to be without your powers for just a little bit"

"Yeah we realized we've been grounded" Brick groaned.

"Don't forget super strength" Mojo smiled.

Butch's eyes widened as he ran over to one of Mojo's missiles and tried to lift it.

"No, no, no, not my strength!" Butch cried. Brick ran both hands through his hair.

'This cannot be happening to us'

"It's quite simple to explain what is going on" Mojo said in his usual matter-of-fact tone.

"What? Puberty?" Brick scoffed.

"Hold your tongue! It is I, Mojo Jojo, who is now more powerful than you three put together. If I were you three, I would listen" Mojo put down his remote and removed his magnifying goggles.

"So here's how it goes…"

Oh man, Mojo explaining the facts of life? I'd probably be running if I were them!

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