*Well, friends - here it is! I know I said I'd start the second chapter
after I got some reviews, but I had already been working on it prior to
posting the story. Once again, I don't own the Powerpuff Girls or any of
the characters in this story. Hope you like it, and please r/r! *
I awoke the next morning feeling worse than usual. Stupid Powerpuff Girls. I'm sure they're the ones behind Daddy losing all his money. Getting up from my bed, I fix my hair as I throw my yellow and black dress back on. I could use a drink right now. "GIVE ME SOME WATER, NOW!" I shout to our servants. No answer. "HEY! DID YOU NOT HEAR ME? I WANT A DRINK!" I yell some more. That should get their attention. Still no answer. Sighing in disgust, I decide to get it myself. 'Is there anyone alive in this house? Stupid jerks make me get my own water,' I speak quietly as I make my way to the kitchen and fix my drink. Hey, what's going on? Daddy? You wanna talk to me? Why? What's-? WHAT? You want me to live WHERE?! Yeah, maybe so until you get everything worked out.but I can't live with those rotten girls! You already made arrangements?! Fine! But this better not be for very long! Great. My day has just started, and it's already turning out bad! I guess since Daddy needs to go away on business; something about trying to get our money back, he's arranged for me to live with those stupid Powerpuffs! I hate my life! Oh well. I guess there are worse things out there.
Pulling into their driveway, I feel a sensation hit me. I know this won't be fun, I can just tell. Stepping out of the car, Alfred brings my stuff inside as I'm greeted at the door. "Hello, Princess. The girls are upstairs if you'd like to join them," the voice tells me. The owner of the voice is Professor Utonium - the girl's father, I guess. He was the one responsible for creating them. "Yeah, whatever," I get out. Like I'd really wanna join those stupid girls. I turn around as a streak of blue light shoots past me, "Hi there, Princess. Wanna play?" it asks. The voice belongs to Bubbles - the smallest of the girls. "No," I answer. Ok, so I know that was sarcastic - but honestly, wouldn't you be that way if you had to live with the girls you despise the most? "Bubbles, what are you doing? Do you even know who that is?" Buttercup, the tough one of the three intervenes, flying down and floating beside her sister. "Now, girls - she may be our enemy, but we still should be nice to her. As they like to say, 'kill 'em with kindness,'" the third one concludes. That would be Blossom. And in case you're wondering, yes, she's always this way. Just between you and me, I kinda like her.she's bossy, like I am. But that won't drive me to being her friend - no way! I mean, they wouldn't let me be a fourth Powerpuff Girl! Forget them! "I still say we should kick her butt," Buttercup states, glaring at me. I swear, if looks could kill - I'd be dead right now. "Buttercup!" Blossom replies. "Yeah, well, I don't trust her," Buttercup adds, "She's up to something." What's her problem? "Oh, girls. I hate it when you fight," Bubbles says softly. I have to confess, I did feel a little bad for her right now - but she is one of my rivals, so I don't say anything about it. "Now Buttercup," Blossom cuts in, "She'll be staying here for a little while - so we should at least try to get along," she says. What exactly was she trying to get at here? Buttercup sighs, "Oh, all right. But if she tries to pull anything-" she begins. "Then it's settled. Are you willing to make this truce happen, Princess?" Blossom questions to me. Yeah, right. "Um, let me think about that - NO!" I shout. Bubbles starts to cry. Blossom went to comfort her, "It's ok, Bubbles," she coos softly. Turning towards me, her red eyes fill with confusion, "Princess, how could you be so mean? Look what you've done to poor Bubbles. All she was trying to do was be your friend," she intervenes. "I don't need friends, and I most certainly don't need you! I am Princess, after all," I state. There. That should get those girls off my back. I look over at Buttercup as her eyes grow cold - ice cold. "Yeah well, right now - we're all you've got! I guess if you want you can go whining back to your Daddy - Oh, wait - I forgot: he's not here! And I don't blame him one bit! Without him and your money, you're nothing! So, you'd better get used to us right now!" she replies harshly. Ouch! That was cold! If I were anything like those girls, I probably would have started crying at that comment, but I didn't. Why should I? I mean, no one would care anyway. Taking in a breath, I turn back towards them. I guess I have no choice. "Fine," I reply coldly. Well, this should get interesting. I just hope it isn't for very long.
I awoke the next morning feeling worse than usual. Stupid Powerpuff Girls. I'm sure they're the ones behind Daddy losing all his money. Getting up from my bed, I fix my hair as I throw my yellow and black dress back on. I could use a drink right now. "GIVE ME SOME WATER, NOW!" I shout to our servants. No answer. "HEY! DID YOU NOT HEAR ME? I WANT A DRINK!" I yell some more. That should get their attention. Still no answer. Sighing in disgust, I decide to get it myself. 'Is there anyone alive in this house? Stupid jerks make me get my own water,' I speak quietly as I make my way to the kitchen and fix my drink. Hey, what's going on? Daddy? You wanna talk to me? Why? What's-? WHAT? You want me to live WHERE?! Yeah, maybe so until you get everything worked out.but I can't live with those rotten girls! You already made arrangements?! Fine! But this better not be for very long! Great. My day has just started, and it's already turning out bad! I guess since Daddy needs to go away on business; something about trying to get our money back, he's arranged for me to live with those stupid Powerpuffs! I hate my life! Oh well. I guess there are worse things out there.
Pulling into their driveway, I feel a sensation hit me. I know this won't be fun, I can just tell. Stepping out of the car, Alfred brings my stuff inside as I'm greeted at the door. "Hello, Princess. The girls are upstairs if you'd like to join them," the voice tells me. The owner of the voice is Professor Utonium - the girl's father, I guess. He was the one responsible for creating them. "Yeah, whatever," I get out. Like I'd really wanna join those stupid girls. I turn around as a streak of blue light shoots past me, "Hi there, Princess. Wanna play?" it asks. The voice belongs to Bubbles - the smallest of the girls. "No," I answer. Ok, so I know that was sarcastic - but honestly, wouldn't you be that way if you had to live with the girls you despise the most? "Bubbles, what are you doing? Do you even know who that is?" Buttercup, the tough one of the three intervenes, flying down and floating beside her sister. "Now, girls - she may be our enemy, but we still should be nice to her. As they like to say, 'kill 'em with kindness,'" the third one concludes. That would be Blossom. And in case you're wondering, yes, she's always this way. Just between you and me, I kinda like her.she's bossy, like I am. But that won't drive me to being her friend - no way! I mean, they wouldn't let me be a fourth Powerpuff Girl! Forget them! "I still say we should kick her butt," Buttercup states, glaring at me. I swear, if looks could kill - I'd be dead right now. "Buttercup!" Blossom replies. "Yeah, well, I don't trust her," Buttercup adds, "She's up to something." What's her problem? "Oh, girls. I hate it when you fight," Bubbles says softly. I have to confess, I did feel a little bad for her right now - but she is one of my rivals, so I don't say anything about it. "Now Buttercup," Blossom cuts in, "She'll be staying here for a little while - so we should at least try to get along," she says. What exactly was she trying to get at here? Buttercup sighs, "Oh, all right. But if she tries to pull anything-" she begins. "Then it's settled. Are you willing to make this truce happen, Princess?" Blossom questions to me. Yeah, right. "Um, let me think about that - NO!" I shout. Bubbles starts to cry. Blossom went to comfort her, "It's ok, Bubbles," she coos softly. Turning towards me, her red eyes fill with confusion, "Princess, how could you be so mean? Look what you've done to poor Bubbles. All she was trying to do was be your friend," she intervenes. "I don't need friends, and I most certainly don't need you! I am Princess, after all," I state. There. That should get those girls off my back. I look over at Buttercup as her eyes grow cold - ice cold. "Yeah well, right now - we're all you've got! I guess if you want you can go whining back to your Daddy - Oh, wait - I forgot: he's not here! And I don't blame him one bit! Without him and your money, you're nothing! So, you'd better get used to us right now!" she replies harshly. Ouch! That was cold! If I were anything like those girls, I probably would have started crying at that comment, but I didn't. Why should I? I mean, no one would care anyway. Taking in a breath, I turn back towards them. I guess I have no choice. "Fine," I reply coldly. Well, this should get interesting. I just hope it isn't for very long.