Soaring

Narrator the City of Townsville where All three Powerpuff Girls had something they loved most about their powers. For Bubbles, it was all about speed. Even though she wasn't the fastest Powerpuff, she was the greatest at quick & sharp twists and turns, even on the ground, and that gave her a rush, even though she wasn't as dependent on her powers as the other two. Buttercup's take-no-prisoners attitude was reflected in that she lived for the strength that her powers gave her. She liked its other attributes too, but this facet was what made her crave the Chemical X that flowed through her veins and arteries the most.

For Blossom, however, it was the ability to fly. Aside from being a Powerpuff and being the leader, soaring with and above the clouds, whether with her sisters or alone, was the greatest feeling she could ever experience. It just... it couldn't be put into words; it felt that special to her. Blossom usually wasn't the type to be really excited about something that she and only she could do – that was drifting close to an attitude of Buttercup's, not hers. Hence why she never expressed this urge to anyone else – ordinarily.

One day, Blossom found herself zooming home on her own. There had been a monster attack, but it had just being a puny mutated bug about a story or so high. As Buttercup was engrossed in a video game, and Bubbles had insisted on finishing yet another drawing of Octi, Blossom had, for the sake of her position of leadership and her reputation, volunteered to take care of the monster herself. Now she was on her way home, alone. All that was really on her mind right now was the meal that Professor was cooking for Blossom and her sisters later.

It was as she passed a funny-shaped cloud, however, that she heard a small whimper. Pausing, Blossom concentrated with her super hearing. It sounded like... like someone was crying for help, almost. Without hesitating, Blossom shot her way down to the ground. It took no time at all before she found the victim: a little boy of age 4, huddled up and crying in the middle of a grassy hill in a park.

"What's wrong?" asked Blossom. Sniffling, the little boy looked up at her. He widened his eyes once he saw who she was, yet he still looked shaken.

"I... I got lost from my mommy," he said in a timid voice. "I just left the house for a minute, and..." He trembled a lot here. Blossom gently took his hands, and he sobered up enough to continue. "And now I can't find her."

Blossom knew instantly what to do. She stood up, hoisting up the little boy in her arms. "I'll fly you home," Blossom offered without hesitation, her eyes shining brightly. "Where do you live?"

"Real close to your house!" piped up the boy. "About 5 minutes away on the opposite road!"

"Hold on tight, then," advised Blossom. She took off gently, making sure to not let the boy go. He was trembling a lot in her arms at first, but by the time they reached the height of the clouds, he was gaping at every amazing sight they could see.

"It's..." The boy was breathless, and not just from the height they were at. "It's amazing up here."

"Yes," said Blossom, drifting left and right as she veered through the sky. Even someone as young as this boy understood her passion for soaring and gliding. "Yes it is."

"That cloud looks like a dog!" said the boy suddenly, pointing to their right. Turning her head, Blossom saw that he was right; there was a cloud shaped a little like a puppy.

"I suppose it does," said Blossom back, her enjoyment of this not contained.

"Ooh, ooh!" Piped up the boy again, jabbing in another direction. "That one looks like..." Before the boy had finished his sentence, Blossom had turned again.

This cloud greatly resembled Blossom, with her eyes closed in happiness and her arms outstretched, floating in the air. Surrounding this cloud were several other standard, fluffy clouds. It was an almost perfect replica of Blossom's flying passion, notwithstanding that she wasn't made of condensed water droplets.

"It looks like me, doesn't it?" said Blossom. The boy nodded, suddenly pointing out another cloud.

This game of cloud-spotting continued, with the two of them spotting out very unique cloud shapes, the highlight of which was two clouds resembling Buttercup giving Fuzzy the old one-two. Before the boy giggled so much he fell from her grip, Blossom blew these clouds away in the direction of Fuzzy's forest shack (it completely engulfed it with a nice 'whoosh').

All too soon, though, they had reached their destination. Blossom dropped the boy down on his front lawn, and he ran up to his mother, hugging her. The mother thanked Blossom endlessly, making her blush. Blossom watched at they embraced happily.

"Thanks Blossom!" waved the boy as Blossom prepared to take to the sky again. "I had a lot of fun!" Blossom smiled at him before she took off, flying lower this time as she had less distance to go.

Narrator Yet just as she was approaching the Utonium Chateau, Blossom stopped in the air. A cloud nearby looked a lot like Blossom carrying the boy, even though it was a little crude. How two clouds could blend like that was a mystery even to Blossom, but she didn't really notice. She trailed off, noticing several other cool cloud shapes around her.

Maybe she could hold off of returning home for a few more minutes...

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Narrator: (The girls appear in their usual formation

and so once again the Day and a Boy is save ...thanks to the Powerpuff Girl Blossom !

The end

Blossom, Commander and the leader

Bell second-in-command! and the second- leader !

Bubbles, She is the joy and the laughter

Buttercup, 'N' She's the toughest fighter

Powerpuffs save the day

Voices

Narrator/Mayor Tom Kenny

Professor/Talking dog Tom Kane

Bubbles / Boy mom Tara Strong

Blossom Catherine Cavadini

Buttercup/ Boy E.G. Daily

Bell Lauren

Fighting crime, trying to save the world

Here they come just in time,

The Powerpuff Girls

Fighting crime, trying to save the world

Here they come just in time,

the powerpuff girls