Fishnets, Bats & Cats 2

Dinner Guests

I do not own the Powerpuff Girls but I made up the GoryGoths and their creator. 

The Gory Goth Girls were happy to be the new hall monitors.  No one dared to make them angry.  They stayed clear from them.  The Powerpuff girls came with the Professor on Parent/Teacher conference day.

"How are the girls doing, Miss Keane?" The professor asked.

"Oh, the girls are doing just fine, Professor."  She replied.

"Ask about the new girls," Blossom whispered in his ear.

"Oh, Miss Keane.  The girls told me about three new girls."  He began.  "What are they like?"

"Oh, Bliss, Bailey and Bambi are our new hall monitors," she explained.  "There hasn't been any problems since they've been here."

"Hello, Robert."

"Robert?" the Powerpuff girls mumbled.

"Huh?"  Professor Utonium. He turned to the door.  Someone stood in the doorway wearing a black trench coat, hands in his pockets, wearing sunglasses.  His hair was black and long.  With him were the Gory Goth Girls.

"Who's he?" Bambi asked.

"How do you know me?" Robert Utonium demanded.

"You don't remember me, Robert?" he asked.  "It's me, Richard."

"Ricky?"

"Ricky?" both the Powerpuff girls and Gorygoths asked.

"Ricky, I haven't heard from you since high school graduation," Robert said.  "How've you been?"

"Professor, who is this guy?" Buttercup demanded.

"He's my brother."

"BROTHER?!" they all gasped.

"Cool!"  Bubbles cried.  "We have cousins!"

Miss Keane stood up from her desk, "oh…I need to have conferences with other parents…oh…um, excuse me."

"Well, I see you've lived up to your dream, Robby," Ricky said.  "You've become a successful scientist and created things…I bet these Powerpuff Girls were created by you too, hmm?"

"Yes," Robert said.  "With sugar, spice and everything nice.  Oh…and a bit of Chemical X.  So…are these your little girls?"

Ricky nodded.

"So, uh, Ricky…what do you do?"

"I'm a writer."

"A writer…well…that's what you've always…well, we never knew what you wanted to be."

There was a long, uncomfortable silence.  Then… "Powerpuff Girl huddle!" Blossom shouted.

"They're our cousins!" Bubbles said, "Who would've thought?"

"How come the Professor never told us he had a brother?"  Buttercup demanded.  "And why did he create Bambi, Bliss and Bailey?"

"Well, we can't destroy them," Blossom said.  "This Richard guy is our uncle and they're our cousins."

"So what do we do?" Bubbles wondered.

The gory goth girls were also huddling.

"Bliss, these girls are our cousins!" Bambi screeched.  "What should we do?  We can't kill them, can we?"

"Masssterrr created ussss to overthrow the Powerpuff girls, not kill them."  Bliss said.  "We can still do that.  But I wonder if he ever planned to tell us Professor Robert Utonium was our uncle and the Powerpuff girls were our cousins."

"What should we do?" Bailey asked.

"We'll have to pretend to like them.  For now."

"Professor…remember what you told us the other day?" Bubbles asked.  "About inviting someone to dinner?"

"Oh, right," Professor Robert Utonium said.  "Uh, Ricky.  Are you busy tomorrow?"

"Hmm, I don't believe so," Ricky replied.  "Why?"

"How would you like to come to our home for dinner?" Robert requested.

"I don't know, Robby," Ricky said.  "You were never much of a cook."

"You can come to our home!" Bailey blurted. Her sisters looked at her.  Bliss smiled.

"Ah, purrrfect."  She commented.  "What do you say, Powerpuff Girls?  It would give us a chance to get to know each other."

"And Master is a good cook," Bambi said.  "He never cooks anything with garlic in it."

"Well, sure," Robert said.  "Sounds great."

*****

They arrived at their home day later. It looked like Count Dracula's castle.  Bubbles shivered and mumbled something about dinner wasn't a good idea.  Blossom tried to be brave and Buttercup said it looked cool.  Professor Utonium on the other hand, wasn't surprised. 

"Professor, how come you've never told us about Uncle Ricky?" Blossom asked as they flew beside him and he walked up the long, spooky sidewalk.

"Well, we didn't keep in touch," Professor Utonium replied, holding a plate of cookies.  "So I didn't see any point in it." 

Buttercup picked up the rusty doorknocker and rapped the door with it.  It was the shape of a skeleton's hand.  Mysteriously, the door opened.  Bubbles shivered again.

"I hope they don't have a monster for a pet," she said.

"Uh, hello?" Blossom called.  "Uncle Ricky?" 

The Gory Goth girls floated down the stairs eerily.  Hey put their mitts together and nodded in greeting.

"Welcome to our home.  Won't you come in?"

"Uh, okay," Professor Utonium said.  He stepped in with the girls and the door slammed behind him.  "We brought cookies."

"There's no garlic in them, is there?" Bambi asked.

"In cookies?" Buttercup demanded.

"Welcome to my home, Robby," Ricky said, popping out of nowhere.  "Would you like the tour before dinner?"

"S-sure," Robby stammered.

The whole place was creepy, but big.  Robert couldn't believe or understand how his brother could afford such a spacious house.  There was a large study area with a lot of gothic books, where Ricky did most of his writing.  Robert walked up to a typewriter and stared at the words on it.  It had the same line, written over and over in different sequences.

"Too much light and happiness makes Ricky go mad.  Too much light and happiness makes Ricky go mad."

Ricky stepped up close behind Robby.  "How do you like it?"

Forgetting that his scary brother was standing behind him, Robby twirled around and screamed.  Ricky and the Gory Goth girls laughed.

Ricky stepped on to show him the rest of the house.  The Gorygoth girls slept in different rooms. Their names were plated on dark doors with silver nameplates and eerie decorations of cats and bats and skeletons and whatnot. 

"I bet these girls keep skeletons in their closets," Blossom whispered to Bubbles.  "Literally."

They sat down at a long table for dinner.  In the middle was a silver candlestick with five black candles.  There were platters of a variety of things, fish, chicken, beef, cheese, bread and fruit. 

"Sit down, please," Ricky suggested.  "Make yourselves very comfortable."

They all sat down. Bubbles gasped and pointed at the red liquid in their goblets.  "Blossom, they're serving us blood!"  She whispered.

"They can't be that cryptic," Blossom said and she picked up her glass.  She took a sip.  She didn't make a funny face, gag or spit it out. "It's not blood…it's fruit punch!"

"Whew…"

 Before Blossom, Bubbles, Buttercup or Professor Utonium had a chance to dig in, the gorygoth girls chowed down.  Their table manners were awful.  Bliss was eating a raw fish with her hands.  She ripped off the scales with her teeth and chewed on its flesh.  Bailey was scarffing down sweet breads and Bambi picked up her steak and clapped her teeth on it.  Like Bliss, she also had fangs.  Bambi sucked out whatever blood was left inside the medium-rare steak and took a handful of berries and grapes.

"They must be really hungry," Bubbles said, amazed and grossed out at the same time.

"I haven't seen them eat like that at school," Blossom said.

"That's because they never do," Buttercup said.  "And who can blame them?  When the school food tastes like dirt?"

"Aren't you hungry?" Ricky inquired. 

"Oh, yes!" Blossom said, reaching for a chicken leg and taking a big bite.  "Mmm…thanks, Uncle Ricky!  Mmm…goood!"

"Have you stayed in Townsville this whole time?" Robby asked.

"I stayed in Citiesville for couple years," Ricky replied.  "How bout you?  Didn't you go to school somewhere outside Townsville?"

"Well, yes," Robby said.  "All the good colleges are outside of Townsville but I came back after school.  I missed Townsville."

"I didn't like living in Citiesville," Ricky groaned, cutting his steak in frenzy.  "It was too bright over there.  Too much noise."

"We tried staying there," Blossom said.

"And we hated it too!"  Buttercup shouted.  "The mayor there wouldn't even let us fight crime."

"We were happy to come back," Robby said.

"Uncle Robby," Bailey said, "why did you create the Powerpuff girls with the ingredients you used?  Why sugar, spice and everything nice?"

Robert was impressed with the question.  "Well, I wanted them to be perfect of course."

"Yeah, we are perfect," Blossom bragged.

"Mmm-hmm," Bubbles and Buttercup hummed in agreement. The gory goth girls and Ricky scowled and did their best not to lose control.

"So, Uncle Richard," Bubbles asked, "how did you create Bailey, Bliss and Bambi?"

"Yeah, tell us," Blossom urged.

"Come on, Uncle Richard."

"You didn't say anything about wanting to be a scientist too," Robert said.  "How did you figure out how to create three girls?"

"I read in the paper how you created the Powerpuff girls," Richard replied, "and I wanted to give it a try and create three girls on my own.  They were created with an old fishnet, a bat, my old cat Ambrosia and some chemical X."

"How did you get your hands on some chemical X?" Robert asked.

"It's a secret," Richard replied, winking.

"Why did you create them?" Bubbles asked, curious.

"Bubbles!" Buttercup scowled.

"Just curious."

"I only wanted to see if it would work," Ricky said casually.  "And it did."

They finished their dinner in silence.  Robert wasn't sure what to make of his brother.  Something was weird.

Narrator:  Dun! Dun! Dun!

After dinner, they shared cookies around the campfire as Rick read aloud a scary ghost story.  The gorygoth girls smiled and enjoyed the ghost story, but Bubbles, Blossom and even Buttercup shivered and they held each other.  Professor Utonium almost spilt his coffee.  Then the Powerpuff girls and Professor Utonium left.

"Well, see you again at school I guess," Blossom said. 

"Mossst definitely," Bliss said.

The door shut as they walked to the car.  Master Richard Utonium looked at his three goth girls.  "Well, that wasn't too bad."

"Does this change anything, Master?" Bliss questioned.

"No," Richard replied.  "You do know the true identity of the Powerpuff Girls.  They are your cousins, but I want you to prove your worthiness.  Being the new hall monitors is a good start.  I want you to show the whole city of Townsville just what the Gory Goth Girls can do!"  He and the Gory Goth Girls laughed.

To Be Concluded

Next Chapter:  Competition & Compromise