Blossom was on the couch, crying on the Professor's shoulder. "I've ruined everything, I've ruined everything."
"Now, honey." He patted her back. "We've been all through this before. It's all in the past now, and don't let anyone try to tell you differently. Especially villains."
But the voice of Mojo echoed in Blossom's memory: It stuns my superior brain that anyone would let you lead them now...a felon with a criminal record...picture in the Townsville Police scrapbook...
The front door opened and closed. Blossom felt the Professor tighten. "Girls!" he cried. "What happened to you?"
Bubbles and Buttercup, in charred dresses and smudged faces, sounded off: "Professor Blossom this is really bad we gotta do something they've got this red-hot weapon all this fire and we can't get to it and -- "
"Girls, girls, calm down! Bubbles, start from the beginning." She recounted the whole story.
"Oh, no." The Professor's face paled slightly. Blossom just hung her head.
The hotline buzzed. The Professor got up and answered it.
"Yes, Mayor?...I see...all right...I'll tell the girls." He hung up the phone.
"They just stormed past the Mayor's house. Mojo's in his Robo-Jojo, and Princess and Him are dancing in the street. The Mayor's voice was shaking. He mentioned flashes of red flame that set at least two houses on fire. He heard Princess yell "We're just getting warmed up!" and Him say something about painting the town red. He said he's never seen them more brazen."
Bubbles and Buttercup looked at their silent sister.
"Two words -- " Buttercup began.
" -- Ice breath!" Bubbles finished.
Blossom sniffled. Sure, she thought. I'll go and destroy this weapon, if I can, but then Mojo and the rest will go right on taunting me, howling and waving those pictures of me, and then they'll just invent some other doomsday machine. What's the use?
Yet she couldn't just do nothing...
Jailbird! Princess' smirk, Mojo's laughter, Him's incessant effeminate gloat stung her mind, and her mouth tightened. Jailbird, jailbird!
The Professor's voice floated over to her. "Blossom...?"
She wiped her face. She jerked up her head.
"Bubbles! Buttercup! Let's go!"
"All right!" The two sisters high-fived each other.
The Powerpuffs blew out of the house, leaving a tri-colored rainbow shimmering after them.