Chapter 1 - Face to Face Again

The city of Townsville! Where a new day is dawning, and the Powerpuff Girls are sleeping peacefully in their bed...

Until...

Blossom, half-awake, heard a strange noise in their bedroom. It sounded like giggling. She tried to ignore it and go back to sleep. Then the smell reached her as well. The giggling she could ignore, but the stench was too much. She slowly opened her eyes to find a face directly in front of her, red eyes staring at her. In a flash, she sat up, swung out in defense, and landed a left-handed punch to the culprit's stomach, followed by a right-hook to the jaw.

Brick flew backwards and tumbled across the room. He sat up, glaring at Blossom, and wiped the blood from his mouth with the back of his hand.

"Nice to see you again, too." he proclaimed, rubbing his stomach. "You'll be a hit for your first date."

Blossom zoomed out of the bed and landed directly in front of Brick's crumpled form on the floor.

"What are you doing here?" she demanded.

Brick reached out with a letter in his left hand. "Thought you'd like to see this."

Blossom snatched the letter from his hand and looked at it. On the front of the envelope, someone had written "The Remaining Powerpuff Girls". She scowled at Brick.

"This some sort of joke?" she asked.

"Nope." Brick replied.

At that moment, Buttercup woke up as well. Seeing both Brick and Butch in her room sent her into a frenzy. She zipped out of the bed and went after Butch. Butch defended himself by landing a blow to Buttercup's face and wrestling her to the floor.

"Before you go getting all huffed up, don't you notice anything missing?" Butch asked her.

Locked in Butch's arms, Buttercup looked around. She noticed that only she, Blossom, and the two Boys were in the room.

Blossom spoke up. "Buttercup, wait a minute." she said. She had opened the letter. "What kind of monkey business is this?" she demanded of Brick.

Brick slowly stood up. "We were hoping you could tell us." He nodded to Butch, who released Buttercup.

Buttercup rubbed her neck. "I thought we got rid of you guys." she stated.

"Well, sorry to say, we're still here." Butch replied.

Buttercup reached up, grabbed a fistful of Butch's jersey, dragged him down to her level, and planted a kiss on his cheek. Butch pulled back and fell to his knees, screaming in pain. Then he looked up as a huge smile spread across his face. He chuckled at Buttercup who was wiping her mouth. "Not working this time!" Butch pointed out.

Buttercup got a look of disgust on her face. She spit on the floor and asked, "Why do you guys stink?"

"Long story." Butch replied.

Blossom shoved the letter in Brick's face. "So what's the deal?"

Brick sighed. "Can you read it to us?" he asked.

Blossom took a step back as realization dawned on her. "You guys can't read, can you?"

Brick looked at the floor. "Nope." he answered. "We haven't exactly had the educational opportunities you've had, now have we?" he sneered.

"So how did you know it was for us in the first place?" she shot back.

Brick slapped his hands over his eyes and replied, "'Cause we asked somebody, that's how! Now will you just read it!"

Blossom, still not trusting the Boys, did as she was asked and read the letter aloud:

"Dear Blossom and Buttercup:

Since I know you will be the ones to read this, since my "Boys" cannot do so, allow me to inform you all that I have taken both Bubbles and Boomer as my prisoners. They are with me, but not by choice! Let the game begin. Below, you will find the rules of the game. I will not tell you where I have them, you must find the clues to my location first. I will, however, start you out by saying that I and Bubbles and Boomer are in Bolivia..."

"Bolivia!?!" the remaining Powerpuff Girls and Rowdyruff Boys said together.

"What's a 'Bolivia'?" Butch demanded.

"Not what, more like where." Blossom answered. "Bolivia is a country in South America."

"OK, so where is 'Bo-liv-yee-uhh?" Brick asked, stumbling over the pronunciation.

" Its geographical location is 17' 00'' south by 65' 00" west." Blossom answered.

The Boys and Buttercup just blinked at her.

"You wanna try that in normal language now?" Butch asked.

Blossom rolled her pink eyes. "OK, named after independence fighter, Simon Bolivar, it's just southwest of Brazil, north of Argentina and Paraguay, and east of Chile. It's landlocked, so no beach time there, area roughly 702,767 square miles, or about three times the size of Montana, third in size in South American countries, main religion is Catholic, does that help?" she asked.

"No, but at least one of us knows where it is." Brick replied.

"How the heck are we going to get there?" Buttercup asked.

"According to this letter, we have to go to three cities. We'll find clues to figure out where Bubbles and Boomer are by piecing the clues together." Blossom explained. "Once we figure out the clues, we'll find them."

"Who's the letter from, anyway?" Buttercup demanded. "It sounds like a bad B movie plot."

Butch rolled his green eyes in disgust. "Bet'cha it's Mojo." he guessed.

"You would be correct." Blossom answered. "He even took the time to sign the thing." She turned the letter so the others could see Mojo's flourish on the bottom of the paper. "He sure is proud of himself this time."

Just then, Professor Utonium burst into the room. Still in his pajamas, he yawned, "What's going on in here, girls, what's all the racket?" Then he saw the Boys. He suddenly came fully awake and his eyes bugged at them. "What are you doing here?! Girls, grab them while I call the police!"

Blossom stopped him. "No, Professor, wait!" She handed him the letter from Mojo Jojo. "Read this first."

Professor Utonium read the letter..."I have taken Bubbles and Boomer as my prisoners...blah blah blah, not by choice!...blah blah blah...are in Bolivia...MAMA-MIA!" He stared at the Boys, an angry look crossing his usually friendly face. "OK, what's going on here?" He wrinkled his nose. "And what is that awful smell??"