Jermaine Deon Carter
June 11, 2021
The Power of Friendship
My family and I had just moved to Townsville. I didn't have any friends yet. I had lots of friends back in my hometown. I didn't think I'd make any friends in a new place.
I knew about the Powerpuff Girls. I wanted to be friends with them, especially Blossom. My family and I unpacked our belongings from the moving van. We brought them inside our new house. The Powerpuff Girls heard the commotion from their bedroom and rushed outside.
"Hi!" Blossom said with a wave.
"Oh. My. Gosh. You're Blossom!" I said.
"Yep, and these are my sisters Bubbles and Buttercup," Blossom said.
"Hi there!" Bubbles said.
"Sup?" Buttercup asked.
"We're the Powerpuff Girls!" the three said in unison.
"I know! I'm a big fan!" I said.
"You are?" they asked at the same time.
"Yes! You girls are bona fide superheroes! I've always wanted to meet you," I said.
"Aww…," Blossom said.
"So, you know our names," Bubbles said. "What's yours?" she asked.
"I'm Jermaine," I said.
"Do you like drawing?" Bubbles asked.
"Definitely," I said.
"What's your favorite color?" Bubbles asked.
"Green," I said.
"What's your favorite animal?" Bubbles asked.
"It's a tie between African lions and bald eagles," I said.
"Do you go to school?" Blossom asked.
"I'll be going to Pokey Oaks with all of you starting next week," I said.
"Yay!" Bubbles said.
"Wanna come over to our house and hang out?" Blossom asked. I gasped.
"Of course!" I said. The girls led me inside. They introduced me to Professor Utonium.
"Professor, this is our new friend Jermaine," Bubbles said.
"Well, it's very nice to meet you, Jermaine," the Professor said.
"It's nice to meet you too, Professor," I said.
The girls and I went upstairs to their room. Blossom and I pulled up chairs. We sat at a small table. We put together a jigsaw puzzle.
Afterwards, Bubbles and I doodled as we sat on the carpet. Next, Buttercup and I raced remote-controlled cars. We wore baseball caps as we did so.
"Go, Jermaine, go! Go, Jermaine, go!" Bubbles said as she jumped up and down.
Bubbles had pom poms in her hands. I thought it was odd she cheered for me instead of her own sister. I figured Bubbles was just trying to be nice to the new kid. After that, we all bounced up and down on their bed. The Professor came in.
"Hi, Professor! We're bouncing up and down!" Bubbles said.
"I can see that. Anyway, Jermaine's parents called. It's time for him to go home," he said.
"Aww…," the girls said.
"No, it's okay, girls. I can always come back and play more tomorrow," I said.
"Yay!" they said.
The girls walked me back downstairs. I tripped and almost fell. Blossom caught me. They walked me home. They each gave me a hug before I returned home.
The following day, we played tag in their backyard. The Hotline rang. Mojo Jojo was destroying the city with a giant robot.
"Sorry Jermaine, but we have to go stop Mojo Jojo from destroying everything," Blossom said with a frown.
"That's okay. I understand. You're superheroes. It's part of the job," I said. They smiled and flew off. I headed back home.
Over the weekend, we watched a superhero movie at their house. I was confused as to why actual superheroes would want to watch a made-up superhero story. The girls said they also enjoyed reading superhero comics. Fictional superhero tales inspired them to be better heroes themselves.
Almost immediately after the movie ended, they received another call on the Hotline. This time, a humongous monster was rampaging through downtown. They flew off, and I headed for home.
"Jermaine, does it bother you that we keep having to fly off and save the day?" Buttercup asked a couple days later. We ate sandwiches the Professor made for us in the kitchen.
"Of course not. I knew you were all active superheroes before we met. I'd actually be more concerned if you girls didn't respond to threats all the time," I said with a smile.
"So, you don't think we're ditching you?" Buttercup asked.
"Ditching me?" I asked.
"Yeah," Buttercup said.
"No, I don't think you're ditching me. Being a superhero requires sacrifice. One of the more obvious sacrifices is free time," I said.
"You seem to have a good understanding of superheroics," the Professor said.
"Thank you, but a lot of that's because I'm such a big fan of your daughters," I said.
"Aww…," Bubbles said.
"You're so sweet, Jermaine," Blossom said. I blushed.
The next day, we played in my backyard. The Hotline rang again. The Professor answered this time. The Mayor wanted the girls to come open a jar of pickles for him.
"The girls are pretty busy right now," the Professor said with a smile. He watched the girls and I play from his window.