Powerpuff Girls and Boy
Chapter 11
Fuzzy Logic
Narrator: The city of Townsville!A fireman was rescuing a car from the tree and a boy scout helped an old lady across the street.
Narrator: A community where random acts of kindness are an everyday occurrence.
At the park two men were walking through the park with their daughter.
Narrator: And where warm, fuzzy smiles grace the faces of everyone you meet. Except for some people.
In the countryside a small cabin was located with lots of 'Go Away' signs with a barbed wire fence around.
Narrator: Some people who've decided to be far, far away. Some people who don't like visitors.
A pink, fat, fuzzy, monster was on the porch sitting in a rocking chair, shotgun in hand with an ornery look on. This was Fuzzy Lumkins
Narrator: Some people like…
Fuzzy: Hey, you!
He then points his shotgun at the Narrator.
Fuzzy: Get off my property!
The narrator screamed and ran away as Fuzzy tried to shoot at him before he got some distance from him.
Narrator: some people like… Fuzzy Lumkins!
Fuzzy: Dern trespasses. I'll get anyone or anything that gets on my property!
A leaf floats down as he eyes it and I finally settle on the porch.
Fuzzy: Get offa my property! Nowa!
He fires a hole in his porch and obliterates the leaf. A butterfly then flies into his field of vision before aiming at it.
Fuzzy: Hey! Get offa my property right now!
He fires at it, putting a hole in the wall and the butterfly is nowhere to be seen. Fuzzy then jumps out his chair.
Fuzzy: Consarn it! Anyone else wanna try and get on my property?!
The woods were completely empty with the animals missing.
Fuzzy: Good. Hm, reckon it will be time for some old-fashioned relaxation. Yep, yep, yep. Aw now let's see.
He then starts looking around for something and finds a straw hat before putting it on.
Fuzzy: Good ol hat. Check.
He then grabs a pipe.
Fuzzy: Trusty pipe. Check.
He then grabs a hug of water.
Fuzzy: Jug'o water, check.
He then grabs his shotgun
Fuzzy: Boomstick. Ch-e-eck!
He then went to a corner seeing it empty.
Fuzzy: Jo. Ch- Jo? Where are you at Jo?! Where is you?! Jo! Joey?! J-oh…
He laughs as he finds his banjo in another corner.
He grabs it, strums it and puts it by his chair before relaxing in his chair. It rocks a little and he starts to fall asleep. A squirtle appears at the edge of his stump footstool. He instantly takes out his shotgun and points it at the squirrel.
Fuzzy: Get offa my property!
He fires at the squirrel blowing a chunk off the stump but misses the squirrel. He fires at it again and the squirrel appears on his head.
Fuzzy: Get offa me you ugly varmint!
He fires at the squirrel but it jumps off and his face is charred.
He then got up from his chair and stomped over to the animal.
Fuzzy: Get offa my property!
He then tries to shoot it as the squirrel runs away into the city with Fuzzy on its tail.
Narrator: Oh no he's heading into Townsville!
They then went through the alley and into the street.
Fuzzy: Where is that crazy critter?
He didn't notice the truck coming from behind him. The truck honked and before he could even turn he got hit by it. The truck and him were smoking as an old lady came by with his hat.
Old Lady: Excuse me young man, but is this yours?
He then instantly woke up and saw her holding his hat. He slowly got angrier until he was red in the fur.
Fuzzy: GET YOUR WRINKLY HAND OFF MY PROPERTY!!!
He then punched her into the sky as a man came in with his pipe.
Man: Um, excuse me, but is this your-
He didn't finish as Fuzzy punched him in his face.
Two men then came up with him with his boot and boomstick and punched them in their face. He then grew muscles and thumped his chest.
Fuzzy: STOP IT, STOP IT, STOP IT! KEEP YOUR HANDS OFF MY PROPERTY!!!
A policeman with a Scottish accent stops him.
Scottish Officer: Hey! So you like punching old lady's, huh? I have one thing to say about that!
He then pulls his hat out.
Scottish Officer: Is this your hat sir?
He then goes nuts and punches the officer and starts wrecking everything, punching people in the face even dogs, and wrecking the cars and trucks.
Fuzzy: GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY PROPERTY!!!
Everyone was scared in a corner as Fuzzy threw a bus at them but they ran away before anyone could get hurt.
Narrator: Fuzzy gone' crazy! Who can stop this rampage?!
Pokey Oaks Kindergarten
In Pokey Oaks Bolt was covering his ears as Bubbles and Buttercup were fighting over Octi.
Bubbles: It's mine!
Buttercup It's mine!
Bubbles: No, mine!
Buttercup: Mine!
Bubbles: Mine!
Buttercup: Mine!
Bolt then had enough before letting out a scream.
Bolt: Girls can you guys quiet down a little please!
This fell on deaths ears as they kept on fighting over Octi. Bolt growled and slammed his head on the table as Blossom Pat's him on his back. Blossom then flew to her sisters.
Blossom: Girls! What did we say about sharing?
Bubbles: But Buttercup's gonna...
Buttercup: I am not! I just wanna see Octi.
Bubbles: So you can...
Blossom: Bubbles, share with Buttercup.
Bubbles: But...
Blossom glared towards Bubbles, then to the others. Bubbles then sighs and Buttercup snatched him away.
Bubbles: Okay…
The typhoon then lets out a buzz.
Blossom: Uh-oh! The Mayor!
She flies over to the phone leaving the girls.
Bubbles: Don't!
Buttercup: Don't what?
Bubbles: Just don't!
Buttercup: Oh, you mean
She then hit Bubbles in the head.
Buttercup: ...this!
Bubbles: Ow! Yes!
Bolt then came over and took Octi.
Bolt: Buttercup! Don't hit Bubbles on her head with her toy!
Buttercup: But Bolt its funny.
Bolt: Doesn't look like it.
He then hands Octi back to Bubbles as she snuggles into Octi and hugged Bolt.
Blossom: Girls! Bolt! Trouble! Move out!
They then flew through the roof.
Narrator: Hurry, girls! Hurry! You've got to get downtown!
Townsville
In Townsville it was a disaster with buildings broken, cars flipped and people semi conscious.
Buttercup: Whoa!
Bolt: Someone really wrecked the city.
The kids land and survey the scene.
Blossom: What happened here?
Bubbles: Know what? I'll bet it was something bad.
The girls glared at her as Bolt just shakes his.
Bolt: Bubbles...
Blossom: Okay. Split up and search for clues!
Bolt: Roger Roger!
They then split off and they then started asking the victims.
Blossom: Excuse me...
Bolt: But can you…
Bubbles: tell us...
Bubbles: who did this?
Old woman: (dazed) Hat...hat...hat.
Man 1: My property, my-my-my-my property. My property, my-my property.
Man 2: Not now! My head hurts!
Man 3: Watch out, he's got a boomstick!
Policeman: I-I-remember...pink.
Bolt: Hm pink…
Blossom growned.
Blossom: Nobody's making any sense!
Bubbles: Girls! Bolt!
She Was kneeling to the ground when her siblings landed behind her.
Bubbles: I think I found someone who can help! Okay. Now just tell 'em what you told me.
She was talking to a squirrel who chitters for a moment.
Buttercup: (whispering) She's talking to squirrels again!
Bolt: Hey! You absolutely know Bubbles knows how to talk to animals even though I have no idea how she does it.
Blossom: Bubbles! Ask him if he knows who did this.
Bubbles turns to the squirrel and chitters back to it; the animal responds. She turns back to Blossom. Buttercup, meanwhile, cannot believe any of this.
Bubbles: Yes!
Blossom: Can he take us to them?
Bubbles speaks to the squirrel again and after a moment, it runs forward.
Blossom: Come on!
Bolt: Let's follow that squirrel!
Blossom, Bubbles, and Bolt fly after it as Buttercup stands in dismay.
Buttercup: Oh, brother!
Bolt: Let's go Buttercup!
She groan and flys after them
Narrator: Go, Kids! K-
He stops as he sees the squirrel flying in the air next to kids.
Bolt: Wait I didn't know it could fly like us?
Blossom: Bolt, that's not a regular squirrel, it's a flying squirrel!
Bolt: That's so awesome, good call finding a flying squirrel with us Bubbles.
Bubbles giggles as Buttercup just rolls her eyes. The narrator let out a laugh as they kept flying on.
Narrator: Go, squirrel, go!
Fuzzy Shack
Fuzzy was in his cabin, chilling out in his chair while he was playing music on his banjo, Jo, while the fireplace was roaring.
Fuzzy: Oh, Jo. You always make me feel a whole lot better.
He sets Jo down before hearing a crash coming through his door.
Fuzzy: Huh?
The kids and the squirrel are at the door while in battle stances as Bolt was just confused looking at Fuzzy
Blossom: Not so fast...
Buttercup: ...Fuzzy...
Bubbles: ...Lumpkins!
Bolt: ….Whos the Pink ape?
He has turned red again, indicating his berserking rage has been awoken once more, this time by the kids being on his property, especially in his house.
Blossom: Who are you to mess up our town?
He turns around to them once again, now he is boiling mad. He rushes toward the kids as they don't even have a chance to prepare for him as he catches them all by surprise by his enraged charge.
Fuzzy: GET...
He slashes Blossom with his claws.
...OFFA...
He kicks Bubbles in the stomach.
...MY...
He bites Buttercup in her torso.
...PROPERTY!!
The girls are flung against the walls and collapse in a heap on the floor. Fuzzy stands over them, panting and snarling, just waiting to have another go at them when they come to. Bolt was the only one up as he saw his sisters down, he growls in anger as electricity started running through him and his hair started to spike up but before he could Fuzzy starts rushing at him in full range making his anger go to fright. Before he could get mauled he was pushed lifted up by his hood and Fuzzy crashed into a wall.
Fuzzy: Huh?
Fuzzy looks up seeing the squirrel carrying Bolt by his hood.
Bolt: Thanks!
The squirrel squeaks and lets go as Bolt floats next to him. The squirrel wrote something on a piece of paper before showing Bolt and Bolt smiles and nods before turning to Fuzzy.
Bolt: Hey fuzz ball!
He then holds up his hat and waves it around.
Bolt: I got your property!
Fuzzy starts foaming at his mouth as he rushes at Bolt before Bolt holds out his hat before pulling it away.
Bolt: Oley!
Fuzzy: GET OFFA MY PROPERTY!!!
He rushes at Bolt again before Bolt again pulls the hat away.
Bolt: Oley!
A flower flew in his mouth as he took a bow but as he was distracted he was tackled to the ground with Fuzzy redder than a tomato.
Fuzzy: IMA GONNA GET YOU OFF MY PROPERTY FOREVER!!!
He was about to strike Bolt before heard a squeak, he turned around to see the squirrel, which was holding the banjo close to the fire.
Fuzzy: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
(He runs toward the squirrel, yelling and gibbering. He tosses the banjo to Blossom, who has regained consciousness from Fuzzy's surprise attack on her and her sisters. He goes for her, but she hands off to Bubbles, also having regained consciousness. Now he charges at her, but she passes to Buttercup, the last one to have regained consciousness. She then passes it to Bolt as he uses his immense speed to run around Banjo
Bolt: I'm right here, oh no i'm right here, can't catch me!
Fuzzy was feeling dizzy before Bolt stopped running around Fuzzy now without the banjo. Fuzzy growls and is going to strike him before Buttercup stops him.
Buttercup: Stop right there!
She was holding Jo over the fireplace as the Banjo was raging over the fire illuminating heat from it.
Fuzzy: OH, NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Now she threatens to do what the squirrel had threatened to pull earlier to get Fuzzy away from the Girls so they could recover from his earlier attack.
Buttercup: And I'll do it, too!
Fuzzy, was still panting hard and red with fury.
Buttercup: Now relax...RELAX!
He does so, instantly assuming a dumbfounded expression as his arms hang at his sides, though he still retains his angry red appearance for the moment.
Buttercup: That's it. Now, come and get it.
He has calmed and resumed his normal appearance.
Buttercup: Don't worry. I'll give it to you.
Bolt: We promise.
He then slowly starts to approach Buttercup as she still holds the Banjo over the fire.
Buttercup: Okay, just a little more. There you go.
Bubbles: (panicky) Look out, Fuzzy! She's gonna...
Blossom slaps a hand over her mouth to avoid warning Fuzzy of what Buttercup plans to do to him.
Buttercup: Okay, Fuzzy, here you go.
Before she can do what she was about to do Bolt catches it before he willingly gives him his banjo.
Bolt: I promised.
Fuzzy takes his banjo and stares at Bolt before getting red in the fur again. He was then slugged Fuzzy in the face before he could go berserk again.
Bolt: But I didn't promise I wouldn't do that.
Bubbles: I told you.
Narrator: Way to go, kids ..oh, and squirrel!
Bolt: Thanks for everything little guy.
The squirrel squeaks a bit and Bubbles comes over and translates.
Bubbles: He says 'You're welcome and want to come with you.'
Bolt: Awwww, well I should give you a name then how about Rocky the Squirrel.
Rocky squeals in experiment as he crawls around his body and lands in his hoodie and they all laugh.
Townsville Prison!
Inside, Fuzzy, now dressed in orange prison overalls, sits in the corner of a cell, holding his banjo. It has a broken neck.
Fuzzy: (sighing sadly) Well...at least I still got you, Jo.
A hulking shadow looms over him, it belongs to his cellmate.
The cellmate then takes his banjo away.
Cellmate: My property!
Narrator: How do you like that, Mr. No-Share?
Narrator: So once again the day is saved...thanks to the Powerpuff Girls! I get a warm, fuzzy feeling just saying that.
The End
Speed: Well some people will know why I named the flying squirrel Rocky.
Lizzy: We all know.
Later Speedsters