Chapter 11: Townsville Multiplex Theater and Fuzzy Lumpkins

After Sedusa was taken in the police van, I took off my suit of armor. I'm beginning to like being a superhero and even fighting alongside Townsville's protectors, the Powerpuff Girls.

Blossom said to me, "Jacob, I remember you saying that your grandparents took you to the movies almost all the time, correct?"

"I remember it so," I sighed as I looked up to the sky.

"Why don't we take you to the movie theater we go to?" offered Blossom

"Really?" I exclaimed, "Count me in Blossom!" The girls and I started walking to the theater.

Blossom asked me, "What movies do you like again? We may have forgot."

"I like comedies, superhero films, sci-fi, Kaiju and horror films," I explained, "Does your theater play older movies like mine does?"

"Occasionally," replied Blossom, "didn't you say some horror films you watch are also comedies?"

"Yes, that's right."

"We may have to check and see if there are any horror-comedy films at the Multiplex," said Blossom.

"They're not too scary, are they?" Bubbles shivered.

"They try not to," I said to Bubbles as I rubbed her back.

"What is your favorite horror-comedy, Jacob?" Buttercup asked me.

"Easy," I grinned, "'Little Shop of Horrors'."

"What's that about?" asked Buttercup.

"It's about a hapless florist who brings the flower shop he works at back in business with an unusual plant unknown to this planet that thrives on the blood of human beings," I explained, "Did I also mention that as the plant grows, it gains the ability to not only talk, but to sing?"

"Really?" Buttercup snickered.

"A singing plant?" Bubbles questioned.

"Seems farfetched," Blossom added as she chuckled, "We're here!" and we were.

After the girls and I walked into the theater, I checked the posters to see what good movies there are, and by some luck, the theater was playing "Little Shop of Horrors."

"Hey, guys, they're playing 'Little Shop!'" I called.

"Nice going, Big J," said Buttercup.

I walked to the ticket booth and said, "four tickets for 'Little Shop of Horrors,' please." I gave the attendant thirty dollars and she gave me the tickets as the three girls went to get the concessions. As we entered the theater, I told the three girls, "I think you'll like this, girls. It's even based on a stage show."

"Glad to hear," smiled Bubbles as we sat in our seats.

As the lights in the theater dimmed, I whispered, "It's showtime." The movie started as the girls were on were on the edge of their seats. At times Bubbles shivered, but I was there for her when she is scared. "There, there," I said sweetly.

When the credits rolled, The girls and I walked out of the theater and I asked, "How was that, ladies?"

"It was great!" Blossom replied.

"It was scary, but funny too," Bubbles added chuckling.

"And the songs were catchy," Buttercup concluded.

"Glad you all liked it," I said, "What are your favorite songs?"

"I like that 'Skid Row' song," replied Blossom.

"'Somewhere That's Green' was pretty," added Bubbles.

"I think it's 'Suppertime,'" sang Buttercup.

"My favorites are 'Feed Me' and 'Mean Green Mother from Outer Space.'" I said, "That plant's got quite a voice, does he?"

"He's also got quite a mouth," agreed Blossom, "Thanks for recommending this to us, Jacob, it was a fun movie."

"Glad you liked you three liked it, Bloss," I responded, "I thought for sure you would." Buttercup looked behind me, and at first, I thought she was being distracted. "You okay, Buttercup?" I asked.

"Bad guy, Jake," Buttercup replied pointing behind me.

I turned around and saw a really furry creature with pink hair dressed in overalls with a bag full of money in one hand and a shotgun in the other. "Is that Fuzzy Lumpkins?" I asked all three girls.

"You got the right guy," answered Blossom, "He is a greedy hillbilly creature toting a shotgun and he lives by himself in the woods."

"That is sad," I said as I put on my suit of armor.

"Let's go, team!" Blossom ordered. The girls and I flew towards Fuzzy and we landed right in his way.

"Not so fast, Fuzzy Lumpkins!" The girls and I cried in unison.

Fuzzy noticed me and said in a southern acccent, "Who's this feller and what's with the fruity getup?"

I grabbed Fuzzy by his overalls and said in an intimidating voice, "I'm new in these parts, bub. Why don't drop that money before we beat you to a pulp!"

"You're gonna have to catch me first!" cried Fuzzy as he broke free and went running!

"After him!" Blossom yelled. We took off and flew towards Fuzzy. As soon as we hit him, we beat the living snot out Fuzzy.

"Girls! How's this move?" I asked as I grabbed Fuzzy by the legs and twirled in a three-sixty motion.

"You're just full of ideas are you, Jacob?" said Buttercup. All three girls formed a circle around me and held their fists up. The result was a move I called "The Wheel of Pain." After dozens of hit I finally let go of Fuzzy and the cops arrived in a police van.

"This guy is really a greedy one, isn't he?" said a cop.

"Tell me about it," I muttered as I rolled my eyes. I took off my suit as the girls came floating to me.

"Not a bad move, Jacob," Blossom complimented as she winked.

"You ain't so bad yourself," I replied. I yawned and said, "I had a tiring day, ladies. I feel like I wanna get back to your place."

"I think we should," agreed Blossom, "Let's roll."

"I'll let you carry me this time," I told the girls, "But be careful, I don't wanna throw up." The girls carefully lifted me up and made sure I didn't get airsick.

"Steady, girls," Blossom checked. Before long, we made it to the Utonium household.

The girls put me down on the path. Thanks, ladies," I smiled. I opended the door and inside, I noticed Professor Utonium already making dinner. "Whatcha makin' Mr. Utonium?" I asked the professor.

"I'm making lasagna," the professor replied, "I know how much you like Italian cuisine."

"You guys seem to read my mind," I smirked as I licked my lips. I went to the bathroom to wash my hands. After I did, I walked to the table and sat between Buttercup and Bubbles.

"You like pasta, do you, Jacob?" asked Buttercup.

"Yep," I responded. The professor gave us our plates of lasagna and we began eating.

"So, girls, how was today with your new friend?" the professor asked.

"Jacob's lots of fun, Professor," replied Bubbles, "He, Buttercup and Blossom played some baseball, then we surprised Jacob with a game of tag and we accidentally learned Jacob's weakness."

"What's that?" asked the professor as Bubbles floated to his ear. Bubbles whispered in the professor's ear. "Really?" chuckled the professor.

I could already tell what Bubbles told the professor. After I swallowed a bite, I said, "Then the girls took me to that Multiplex movie theater downtown."

"What movie did you go see?" asked the professor.

"We went to see 'Little Shop of Horrors,'" replied Buttercup. "Now it may sound like it's a scary movie, but it's not THAT scary, it's even kinda funny."

"It's even got some good songs," added Blossom.

"I didn't think you wouldn't like it," the professor chuckled.

"I'm glad they did," I added as I took a bite out of my pasta, "I kinda had to be there for Bubbles when she shivered."

"There were also a couple of villains we ran into and Jacob found some ways to defeat them." said Blossom, "we even got to hustle Sedusa!"

"He must be a quick thinker," said the professor.

"You have no idea," I agreed. The girls and I told the professor all about the day and after dinner, I went to wash my hands. I really like staying here on weekends, I thought, Those Powerpuffs and their creator are nice. If only my grandparents were here.

When I walked into the girls' room, I noticed Bubbles coloring a drawing of a unicorn in a coloring book. "You like unicorns, do ya, Bubs?" I asked.

"Yes, yes I do," replied Bubbles, "Do you like unicorns?"

"Mmm, I'm more of a Pegasus person more than unicorns. I get iffy about their horns, cause I don't want it to cause any damage."

"Really?" questioned Bubbles, "What's a Pegasus?"

"It's a horse with wings. I studied about them in middle school."

"Ooh," said Bubbles in awe as I started to put my pajamas on.

"Although, the creature that I would want to have is a dragon!" I said.

"A dragon?" Bubbles questioned, "Why would you want that?"

"Well, they're awesome!" I cried. I then climbed into the bed and slipped into the covers. "I'm pretty tired," I yawned, "Night, Bubbles."

"Good night, Jacob," replied Bubbles as I fell fast asleep.