In his lair atop volcano top observatory, a sinister creature lurked.

Usually this one would be planning ways to torture his most hated enemies, the

Powerpuff Girls. But today, he hid in fear from the torture he was facing

himself.

"Jojo!" Called a shrill voice.

He cringed, hoping she wouldn't find him. Mojo Jojo, who had been created

by the same blast that made the girls, feared very little. However the sound of

this voice sent chill racing down his spine.

"Jojo," the voice screamed again. "You answer your mother!"

Indeed, the thing Mojo feared most was the visitation of his own mother.

He began praying that she wouldn't find him. Unfortunately, fate had other

plans. The door to his lab burst open and she loomed over him.

"Curses." He muttered to himself.

She grabbed him by the ear and dragged him out into the main area of the

observatory. She would have chastised him further, but there was a sudden knock

at the door.

Mojo quickly opened the door to see three young boys who looked a lot like

his old creation, the Rowdyruff Boys. He looked at them, confused. They gave

him a similar look before the boy in purple stepped forward.

"Uh, hi." He began. "We're friends of the Powerpuff Girls and we were

hoping you could help us find Christmas presents for them."

Mojo couldn't believe what he was hearing. Why would three boys ask him

of all people, what to give the Powerpuff Girls for Christmas.

"No. I will not help you choose presents for the Powerpuff Girls. The

Powerpuff Girls are my enemies. I hate them, because they always foil my plans.

Because they foil my plans, I hate them and will not help you choose their

Christmas presents."

The boys looked at one another, not sure what to make of his words.

Before they could come up with anything to say, Mojo's mother appeared at the

door.

"Oh, children." She squealed. "Come in and have some milk and cookies."

Mojo's eyes widened. "No! I do not wish to give milk and cookies to the

friends of the Powerpuff Girls. For the Powerpuff Girls are my enemies, and- -"

Before he could continue, she grabbed his ear again and dragged him

indoors.

"Curses." He muttered, a little louder.

The boys followed and sat at a small table Mojo's mother had set up.

Before long Jingles had wiped out the entire plate of cookies. He then smiled,

happily. Gabriel looked at him for a moment.

"Dolphins like to play baseball to save the whales." He said.

Mojo looked at him confused. Tinsel, however, had his own idea of how to

react.

"You know, Gabriel." He began. "I'd like to pick your brain but I don't

have tweezers that small."

Mojo got up and went into his lab, hoping to find a way to get rid of the

Powerpuff Girls' new friends. For a while, he searched before his mother called

in.

"Jojo. Are you okay? Did you have and accident?"

Mojo grimaced as the boys could be heard laughing. He stood still for a

moment.

Jingles voice came next. "Listen, we'd love to stay, but we've got to

finish searching for Christmas presents."

As they flew off, Mojo continued to stand still. Finally, all the rage

inside him came out.

"CURSES!!!!!!"

As he was letting his pain out, another vile villain was planning the pain

of others. However, this villain was different. This villain was worse then

any other. This villain was the ultimate evil. This villain could only be

referred to as Him.

"Yes," He said in a terribly sweet tone. "Soon, I'll make this a

Christmas the girls will never forget."

Suddenly, his voice changed to an evil growl.

"When the girls are separated and destroyed."

With that, he disappeared into a dark mist, and flew out to put his evil

plan into action.