Chapter 9: Finally a team?
The City of Townsville! It's been nearly a week since our new heroes The Powerpuff Girls saved the day from five green ghoulies. The city has fallen in love with their new heroes, the superhero buffs have begun their research, the young girls have idols to look up to, and all of the teenage boys are smitten. The Powerpuff girls sat in their school's cafeteria eating lunch with each other doing some team bonding, or trying at least. Blossom was wearing blue jeans, red converse, and a red long sleeve shirt. Bubbles was wearing a light blue denim skirt with sheer black tights underneath, black ankle boots and a black long sleeved shirt accented with a blue scarf. Buttercup wore green tennis shoes, green track pants, and a green wind breaker.
"I don't know Bubbles, I think you should just tell him you like him!" Blossom said while sipping on her drink. Bubbles tried to argue back by suggesting she doesn't want to be a bother but Blossom wouldn't have it, "Who knows, maybe he'll be at Princess' party next weekend you should talk to him there!"
"Oh yeah, I forgot about the party! It seems like its going to be a lot of fun! Are you going to be there?" Bubbles asked.
"We're having a rehearsal that night but I wish I could." Blossom said. Then she thought about Dayne and Bubbles, "Bubbles! Maybe he'll even ask you on a date after talking to you at the party!" She suggested.
"I don't know about that Blossom. Although, I wouldn't mind dressing up for a date…" Bubbles imagined and let a smirk break her face.
"Oh my God! I love dressing up too!" Blossom shot back. The two then started talking about dressing up and different outfits that could be worn on dates. Bubbles whipped out her phone and the two began swiping through different pictures of outfits Bubbles had tried. They giggled more and more with each picture they saw and Blossom suggested, "Honestly you should be going on dates! Show yourself off!"
"Ughhh, is this all you guys talk about? You've been at it all day!" Buttercup interrupted while rolling her eyes. She had spent the whole day listening to Blossom talk about all the boys she thought was cute and try to dissect Bubbles' Dayne situation.
"You're more than welcome to join the conversation." Blossom shot back.
"Really I'm not interested." Buttercup coldly replied.
"Come on Buttercup! You're telling me you don't like dressing up and going on dates?" Bubbles innocently asked.
"That's what I'm saying. I don't like dressing up and I've never gone on a date." Buttercup said, leaning back in her chair and folding her arms. Blossom and Bubbles were shocked. They had never met someone who had never gone on a date. They tried to convince Buttercup that they could hook her up with someone. They went on giggling while looking through pictures of boys they knew and showing them to Buttercup. They ignored Buttercup's refusals. She tried her best to just let it happen and ignore the two and their incessant begging but unfortunately she gave in. "I'm not interested, this stuff isn't my style," she cut in.
"I mean you never know until you try!" Bubbles pleaded.
"I don't want to try." Buttercup concluded. Her mind was pre-occupied. She thought about getting back on the pitch and couldn't contain her excitement, "Besides, I'm kind of wrapped up in soccer. We're headed for the State Championship so practice this morning was really tough. Gotta make sure we're ready to go…" she rambled on while imagining herself scoring the state championship winning goal.
Snapping back to reality Buttercup had the biggest grin on her face. She looked up to see her new teammates not paying attention to anything she had said. Their noses were back in their phones looking at more pictures of boys; pointing out which ones were cuter than others and which ones were nicer. Buttercup went to say something and ultimately decided against it. Instead she stood up quietly and walked away from the table leaving the two girls to all of their boys.
While the three girls were sorting out their differences, a nefarious villain was planning the next phase of his plan to take over the world. Across the city an old abandoned warehouse was transformed into an evil lair for the super villain Mojo-jojo. The main garage was filled with robots that ranged from small to giant, and the floor was littered with gadgets and tools. In the small office connected to the garage there sat a wooden desk with a stolen T.V. on top.
Mojo sat in front of the T.V. that showed a broadcast from the powerpuff's battle with the Gangreen Gang thinking hard about the progression of his plan. "With these powerpuff girls on the loose it seems as if Mojo may have trouble taking over the world. They'll beat me up the same way they beat up those green humans!" He thought aloud as he switched off the T.V. and walked into his garage and workstation.
He wanders through the garage looking at his different forms tech he had while thinking his dilemma through. Suddenly it hit him, he looked up with bright beaming eyes and continued to talk to himself, "What if Mojo could make them my slaves? Then they could help me take over the world… Yes! Then it's settled. My next step in World Domination is enslaving the world. But how can I enslave them if they are stronger than Mojo? Ah, if I create a hypnotic laser then I could hypnotize everyone in the world!" He cheered while jumping up and down believing he had a solution to his issue.
He then ran over to his work bench, pulled over a piece of paper, rolled it out flat, and began drawing out his blueprint for a giant hypno ray. As he frantically scribbled on his blueprint he continued to look around the warehouse, take inventory of all of the metal and other building materials he had and added them to the bottom of his blueprint. He finally finished the drawing of his hypno ray and let out a deep laugh believing that he would soon have the world in his palm. He ran from the table to do some maintenance on his walking mech that he would use to steal the resources necessary to build his hypno ray.
While Mojo was plotting his next scheme, the Professor's lab was very busy. Buttercup was seated at the table in the atrium. Across from her was Keith holding his patented latte. "So, where are the other girls?" He asked while sipping his drink.
"Beats me… " she shrugged. "They were busy talking about girl stuff and boys. Really not interested so I just left." Buttercup added before leaning back in her chair and crossing her arms. Keith shot her an inquisitive look urging her to talk more. She wondered how he knew she had more to say, but instead of arguing it she just continued, "I don't know… I play sports, and I play them gritty. It's kind of hard for me to be girly. I never have and I don't know if I will."
Keith placed his drink back on the table and asked, "Did you at least try indulging them in their conversation?"
"I tried. I really did. I just can't talk about boys for that long. I'm sure you get it. You'd probably get annoyed if people around you talked about 'cute' boys all day." Buttercup responded.
Keith laughed before taking a sip of his coffee. He looked down at the lid of the cup and then back up to Buttercup. "Well personally I don't think I'd mind. But I think it's rather unfortunate that they won't really budge on the subject," he laughed. Buttercup cocked her head to the side and eyed him. She thought hard trying to dissect Keith's comment.
The Professor interrupted Buttercup's train of thought when he entered into the room, "Oh yeah Keith I meant to ask you, is Alex still shaken up after the museum?" He asked before scribbling down some notes on his clipboard.
"Haha, no Professor. After hearing that we were safe there were no more worries." Keith laughed.
"You still need to bring Alex by the lab sometime! You've been together for so long and I still haven't met him." The Professor suggested as he walked over to a computer and was reviewing files.
"Soon enough Professor, I'm sure he'd really like to meet you." Keith chuckled before raising an eyebrow at Buttercup.
"Him? He? Wait a minute… ohhh…" Buttercup thought and came to a sudden realization. " didn't know you were… I mean that's okay. I just didn't expect it." She continued before letting a smirk break her face.
"Not always clear haha. Looks like we're learning about each other today." Keith smiled back at Buttercup while sipping his latte.
Buttercup began to laugh, "I think Blossom has a bit of a thing for you."
"Hmmm, I think that could be a problem." Keith said before sharing a laugh with Buttercup. As the two continued to laugh, the Professor printed off his notes, sat down at the table and joined them.
"While we're waiting for the other two, I figured I'd show you my new invention!" The Professor said while reaching into his pocket and pulling out what appeared to be a watch. "This is the Energy X-Celerator 9000!" The professor announced before handing it to Buttercup. "This little watch, energy reader, and video chat device has chemical X stored inside, and will allow you to transform whenever you want! Buttercup, why don't you give it a shot?" He said as he handed it to Buttercup.
Buttercup placed the watch on her wrist and pressed a button on the touch screen. Unseen to their eyes, Chemical X began to diffuse into her body and her powerpuff outfit began to slowly materialize on her body and with a quick pop she stood there as the green powerpuff girl. "I gotta hand it to you professor, your inventions are getting cooler and cooler everyday!" She joyously cheered as she inspected the watch and her attire.
At that moment, Blossom and Bubbles walked into the lab and saw Buttercup in her superhero outfit. "Buttercup did you fall into that room again?" Bubbles asked.
"Nah," she responded, "check this thing out! The Professor made it for me!" Buttercup showed off her power watch to her friends. They both ran up to her and and began to inspect the gadget that sat on her wrist. They hummed and ha'd at the different feature it had.
Blossom finally focussed her attention on the Professor and asked, "Thats so cool! Where's Bubbles' and mine? I wanna try!" The Professor pulled the last two watches out of his lab coat pocket and handed one to Keith. The professor walked over to Bubbles and promptly fit the watch around her wrist.
Keith walked over to Blossom, took a knee and began to fit the watch around her wrist. Her face turned bright red when Keith touched her wrist. "Now, I hope this isn't too tight for you." He said in a very soft and calming voice. Blossom shook her head very quickly in response without making a sound. "And I'm sure you would tell me if it was wouldn't you?" He asked her. She once again nodded her head in silence. With her face beet red, she turned towards Bubbles with a shocked look on her face. Keith turned to Buttercup and the two shared a smirk.
After recovering, Blossom and Bubbles transformed without hesitation. After they transformed the three powerpuff girls stood side by side. Blossom with her hands on her hips, Bubbles holding her hands in front of her, and Buttercup with one hand tucked behind her head. The Professor began his short lecture, "Now that you three are the protectors of New Townsville you have a lot of responsibility. It's your job to keep the city safe from crime," he began as he paced back and forth in front of the girls. "We're going to have to run training simulations to make sure you're ready for just about anything," he concluded and pointed towards the simulation centre.
"Come on professor, that last fight was so easy do we really need to?" Buttercup groaned.
"It's not always going to be easy Buttercup. Saving the day is hard work." Keith added, siding with the Professor. Buttercup let out a deep sigh and ultimately agreed.
Unexpectedly, Bubbles also piped up, "Yeah! I'm sure I could use all the practice I could get." Her cheeks turned bright red as she looked down. The three girls went into the simulation centre. The professor loaded up a simulation where masked and armed assailants charged at them. Each of the girls became very proficient with their weapons. They each began pulling off trick shots and Buttercup began showing off her prowess.
After exiting the simulation they all sat down at the table in the atrium all excited. The Professor was so amazed at the power the girls were demonstrating with such little experience. "Great job girls! You three are really strong. The energy levels were reading off the charts when you were attacking." Each of the girls basked in the glory the Professor was giving to them. All of the sudden the phone in the lab began to ring, and Keith ran to get it.
After Keith answered the phone the girls' watches began to light up with a red triangle. "They even flash lights and different signals!" Buttercup enthusiastically announced.
A look of fear struck the Professor's face, "The lights are flashing? That means…" he said before being interrupted by Keith.
"Professor you're going to want to see this, its the mayor on the line. " Keith said while running back to the table. As he arrived the table the screen descended from the ceiling showing the mayor and Miss Bellum once again.
"Professor there's no time to waste! A giant monkey who calls himself Mojo-jojo is tearing up the city with a giant robot! The city needs the Powerpuff Girls!" The mayor panicked while holding a tight grip on the edge of his desk. All three girls couldn't believe what they had just heard. They tried to process the thought of a giant monkey piloting a giant robot.
Their imaginative train of thought was cut short by the Professor summoning them to action. "Alright girls, time to put that training into action. You three go in and Keith and I will follow behind you. The city needs you!" The Professor instructed the girls.
The three girls turned to the screen, "Don't worry professor, this is going to be a peace of cake." Buttercup said before giving a thumbs up and ran for the door.
"You can count on us Mr. Mayor!" Bubbles cheered before making an exit.
"The city is safe with us!" Blossom concluded and followed the other two girls out. They ran out the front door and the Professor and Keith watched as they took off and flew into a city with a trail behind each of them.
