Author's Note: I've been thinking for the past week on what to write for Gluttony. I didn't want to use those broccoli aliens. But then, a twisted, disturbing thought came to mind... (WARNING! NOT FOR THE FAINT OF HEART!) Seriously. If you want your childhood to remain intact, PLEASE just skip this chapter! Even I thought I went to far this time. LOL.
Blossom's P.O.V.
The sound of the winds rushing around us ceased. We all opened our eyes, and we were in the third circle. Mountains of flesh, bone, and organs piled up as far as the eye could see. It was actually raining a cold orange liquid from the shadowed skies above. There were people falling from the sky, and they were falling into giant mouths planted in the walls and mountains. They were snapping their decaying jaws at the humans, hoping to get a small taste.
"Gluttony is such a dreadful place." Him said sadly. We all looked up at him to see he was frowning. "No matter how much those maws eat, they will never overcome the feeling of starvation. The people sentenced here are the meals. Once eaten, they re-spawn in the air, and restart the cycle."
Him vanished before our eyes. "You girls are quite the little gluttons yourselves." He said mockingly.
Buttercup clenched her fists. "What did we do!" The cold orange rain had her hair flip sagging, along with my bow.
"You girls seemed to have no problem devouring an entire alien race." he said with melancholy.
"The broccoli?" Buttercup snorted. "That was the only way to stop-"
"Do you have any idea how that affected the rest of the galaxy?" Him interrupted. "Those extra-terrestrials had trade routes with other planets. And you wiped them all out! The cut trade route led to other races on different planets suffering without needed supplies. You girls are genocidal little monsters!"
We never thought about it that way. But still, we had to destroy them or else they would take over Earth.
"And what about the candy?" Him reminded us of that grim week where we had an uncontrollable sugar-high. "You girls almost killed Mojo Jojo when he stole your candy."
"We said we were sorry!" Bubbles squeaked.
"Oh girls, have you noticed Mojo slowly getting dumber over the years? Hmmm? It was because of that brutal beating he received from you girls."
Brain damage? Bubbles spoke up. "We never realized how much of an impact we could have." She said sadly with her head down.
"I have wonderful news girls! This test is easy!" Him said happily. "Since you girls have no problem devouring an entire race to save Townsville, how about you devour a man to save the professor!"
Sarcastic clapping was heard above us. The girls and I were horrified. "WHAT!" We said in unison. "We're not going to eat anyone!" I said heroically. "We aren't barbarians!" Buttercup added.
"Suit yourselves. More grilled professor for me." Him said nonchalantly.
"You wouldn't dare." I said coldly.
"Then let the feast begin!" Him said happily.
A few feet in front of us, laying on his back, was a short man in a purple tuxedo, orange stripped pants, and he wore a monocle and a small black top hat. It was the mayor.
"No. This can't be it!" I said backing up a foot. Bubbles and Buttercup exchanged horrified glances. The mayor stirred and he sat up. He looked around aimlessly and then at us.
"Oh hi girls!" He waved a small hand at us. We waved slowly with sad glances. "Do you know where we are? I fall asleep at the steering wheel for five minutes and I wake up in this confounded place! Well you're here, so I guess that means you know a way out!"
"Mayor! It's so nice you could join us!" Him said from an unknown location.
The mayor recognized the voice instantly. "Hello, Him! It's nice for you to visit!"
"Same goes for you! Welcome to the feast." he growled.
"Oh boy!" The mayor said hopping up and down excitedly. "What are we having?"
"You." He said slowly.
The mayor laughed. He didn't get it. "Oh you are quite the card, Him!"
"No you imbecile! The girls are going to eat you."
"Wait, what?" The mayor looked up into the sky.
"We don't want to do this mayor." Bubbles said tearfully.
"But we have to. For the professor." I sadly, tears leaking from my eyes.
"Wait girls! You don't want to eat me! I-I'm nothing but a withered old prune!" He gave a small chuckle and we each to a step towards him.
"No girls! Please don't! I'll give you anything! Money! Power! Please, I want to live!" The mayor started crying.
"Shut up! Please, just SHUT UP!" Buttercup roared, fighting back tears.
"Please girls! Show some mercy-y." The mayor sobbed. He backed up against the organic wall. "Y-You girls are all about saving the day! Why am I the only exception!"
Trying to keep a straight face, we stood over the mayor. Our shadows reached over his tiny frame. The mayor furrowed his bushy white brows.
"You girls are dead! You hear me? DEAD! There will be no safe haven for you in Townsville!" He swore.
A tear fell down my cheek as I whispered, "Sorry."
I delivered a bone shattering kick to the mayor's rib cage, screaming and closing my eyes. He was still unintentionally alive. The mayor of Townsville coughed up blood and he held his stomach. Buttercup reluctantly fired her eye lasers, hitting the mayor in the fore head. His body went limp as smoke emitted from the burn on his forehead. Our old friend was no more. The girls and I turned away from the corpse.
"Now...eeeeaaaaat." Him pressed on.
I felt like I was going to throw up. I put one foot on top of the mayor's body and planted the other in the wet soil. I grabbed an arm in both of my hands and pulled. The arm ripped out of it's socket. I took a small nibble of meat and spit up.
"Make sure you clean your plates!" Him laughed maliciously.
I looked at my sisters with a repulsed face. "Eat up, girls."
Buttercup and a tearful Bubbles each grabbed a leg and they pulled in opposite directions. The mayor was easily ripped in half down the middle, blood and organs flying everywhere. The two of them fell down upon the gore-fest and they began to eat. I finished the upper arm, blood slid down my chin. Buttercup slurped the intestines like spaghetti, and Bubbles was looking down on a hunk of meat. She took a small bite, and she gagged.
"Come on Bubbles! Just plug your nose, that'll block the taste." Bubbles did so and she began to eat much faster. Buttercup finished the intestines and she moved on to the other arm.
I finished mine. I picked up the heart still gushing blood and I took a big, juicy bite. Blood splashed onto my pink dress, and I turned to the left and vomited.
"I can't do this!" I said breathlessly. Buttercup turned towards me and she looked as if she was about to puke, too.
"I hate this more than you do, but do you really want the professor to become Him's lunch?" She turned back to her meal.
What has become of us? We were eating another human being! We're cannibals! But Buttercup made a good point. I stuffed the rest of the heart in my mouth, and I moved onto the mayor's remaining leg. Bubbles jammed a lung into her mouth and bit down on it. The front of her once blue dress was now a deep scarlet color. I bit down on the leg so hard, the femur snapped. I ignored it pressed on. Bubbles tore through flesh like scissors through paper. Buttercup finally went on to the neck, chewing through arteries and tendons. I finished the leg, and I karate chopped the mayor's bald head. It split open, revealing the brain. The girls and I each took a chunk of that 'brain food'. Bubbles closed her eyes and sent a fist flying into the mayor's face, crushing it. The eyeballs slid out, with the one on the right pushing the monocle off his face. They were still attached by nerves, and Bubbles pulled them out of their sockets and ate them like gumballs. Eyeball juice dribbled down her chin.
After much puking, eating, and tears we picked the mayor clean of any flesh and skin. His corpse was now a bloody, dismembered, skeleton. His clothes were sopping wet with his own blood, and his top hat lied next to him. And I must say I feel like I shouldn't be alive anymore. We all looked liked zombies. Our dresses were drenched in the scarlet liquid. Blood was smeared across our faces, and flesh was tightly compacted under our fingernails. Bubbles started crying, creating tracks in the blood on her face. Buttercup started to vomit on the ground in front of her.
Him was heard sighing. "Wow." He said with much surprise. "You girls really are stone cold killers. And cannibals."
I became enraged. "You are the most vile, disgusting creature ever to live. You put us, five year-olds, through these inhumane tasks that no human should ever go through. If we get to you, I will make you suffer dearly."
There was no response. "I will kill you. I can promise you that."
"Kids these days say the craziest things." Him said, sounding flattered.
I may sound heroic, but actually, I don't think the girls and I will ever want to live with ourselves after killing the mayor and eating him like the un-dead.
The girls and I refused to look at eachother. We didn't want to look at the monsters once known as the powerpuff girls. Him summoned another cloud of red gas, and it swept us away into the fourth circle.
Again, if you were deeply disturbed by that, I am deeply sorry. But hey, let's be realistic. Waht else was I supposed to do for gluttony? (seriously. give me some ideas.)