The Atomic Puff-Buster in his grip felt cold. Metallic. And...he tugged on it...
Heavy.
Curses! He gnashed his teeth. Now he remembered. The weapon's one drawback was that it weighed a ton. Even when healthy, he'd needed both hands to lift it. Now, weak and battered as he was, he could not even think of raising it, much less aiming it. Oh, curses! Curses!
"Ah!" Bubbles turned around, an iodine bottle in one hand and a box of band-aids in the other. "Don't worry, Mojo! We'll get you all better!"
The monkey heaved a sigh. Fine. Let the stupid girl nurse him back to health, and in this way contribute to her own destruction! The moment he had his strength back...
Bubbles dabbed iodine on his cuts(and apologized for every time he shrieked), covered him with band-aids, and even kissed his head where either she or one of her sisters had smashed part of his braincap. Then she pulled a notepad and a purple crayon from her backpack and sat on the edge of the bed.
He gazed wearily at her from a face dotted with band-aids. "Now what are you doing?"
"We're going to find out what makes you bad, so we can make you good! Then you'll stop wanting to be mean and smash up Townsville all the time. Maybe you can even help my sisters and me, wouldn't that be neat! Now don't look at me that way, Mojo. Can't you just picture it?"
And speaking with all the idealistic naiveté of a girl her age, she bubbled forth her vision for the reformed monkey...
(Opening shot: the city skyline in the morning.)
Narrator: The city of Townsville, where life insurance and damage insurance are almost impossible to get. For here lurk the most fiendish, hateful, cruel, vicious, sadistic practitioners of evil on the face of the earth--like Him! (Cut to the devil-man with his typical toothy grin, snapping his lobster-claws) The Gangrene Gang! (cut to Big Billy holding an unfortunate elderly man upside down by his ankles, shaking a rain of change from the man's pockets. The coins ping and bounce on the sidewalk where the others scramble for them, cackling). Fuzzy Lumpkins! (The pink antennaed hick stands outside his cabin, blasting his "boomstick" blunderbuss at some shrieking boys who are dashing away as fast as their panicked legs can propel them.)
Fuzzy: An' stay off mah property, yuh lousy snot-noses!
Narrator: And shall I even mention Princess, Abracadaver, the repulsive Roach Coach, the headsucking Robbing Leech, the demented Smith family, the awful Eye Carumba, the bloated Blowfish Monster -- what? I forgot someone, you say? (Cut to an extreme close-up of Mojo's face, smiling contently with lidded eyes.) Why, no! (Camera pulls back to reveal him wearing not his usual outfit, but blue jeans, tennis shoes, and a white tee shirt with a yellow smiley-face on the front. His braincap is as pink as Blossom's eyes.) Why do you ask?
(Mojo's eyes light up. We soon see the reason: the Powerpuff Girls swoop down from the sky and hover in a slowly rotating circle around him. They are obviously delighted to see him, too.)
Blossom: Hi Jojo! How nice it is too see you!
Buttercup: Yeah, Jojo! You might have been a pain in the hiney once, but now this chimp is no chump! (High-fives him.)
Bubbles: (hugging him) Oh, Jojo! Doesn't it feel good not to be bad anymore?
Jojo: (returning her hug) Indeed it does, my sweeet little Bubbles. It gives me a pleasure like nothing else in this wonderful, bright, lovely world. No more fights! No more sleepless nights of wracking my superior brain for evil ideas! I am full of happiness. I am brimming over with well-being! I am good, I am nice, I am...
The girls: Jojo!!! (Everyone laughs. Jojo pulls out three lollipops, one red, one blue, and one green.)
Jojo: And behold what I have brought you! I carefully crafted them in my volcano-top candy factory to match each of your favorite flavors.
(The girls squeal their thanks. A moment later they're happily licking their candies, but freeze when something casts a huge shadow over them. Everyone looks up. The girls drop their lollipops and bite their nails.)
Blossom: Oh, no! It can't be!
Buttercup: (teeth chattering) N-n-not that!! Please, anything but that! Anything but...
Bubbles: ...Eye Carumba!
(And indeed, it is the giant floating eye-covered sphere that blitzkrieged Townsville in "The Mane Event.")
Buttercup: We just barely beat it last time!
Bubbles: Yeah, because it was laughing at Blossom's stupid-looking hairdo --
Blossom: Not now, Bubbles! (The girls all grab each other) What are we going to do???
(Cut to Jojo, who looks not ruffled in the least. He steps forward to face the being, raises a finger.)
Jojo: You! Evil creature, relentless wrecker of cities! Yes! I am addressing you! Direct all your organs of sight -- (he points with both hands to his pink braincap) -- here!
(It looks. Its fierce expression melts away until its eyes look downright peaceful. It drifts up and away like a balloon, and finally disappears from sight.)
Buttercup: (astounded) Jeepers, Jojo, how did you do that?
(A crowd has gathered around them; they are staring at the monkey and obviously wondering this, too.)
Jojo: (nonchalantly) Ah, it was nothing. My cap is a special shade of pink engineered to calm the meanest mind!
Blossom: (stroking her chin) So that's why there's been so little for us to do lately!
(And indeed, even as she speaks, the villains mentioned at the beginning -- The Gangrene Gang, Him, Fuzzy, Abracadaver, Roach Coach, the Smith family and the Robbing Leech -- slink by, carrying various kinds of luggage. Ace's suitcase is dotted with stickers from National Juvenile Court, San Quentin and Sing Sing. Harold Smith's suitcase sports stickers from various mental institutions. Him's suitcase has just one bright yellow sticker saying "Welcome to Hades, where you can't beat the heat!" Fuzzy lugs a trunk on his back with stickers from the NATIONAL MISANTHROPE CONVENTION 1998, 1999, 2000, and so on. The Robbing Leech's suitcase has no stickers, but a quote stenciled in white: "There's a sucker born every minute!" -- P.T. Barnum.)
Blossom: Hey, where are you all going?
Him: (mournfully) Who cares, as long as it's not here?
Ace: Since that Mojo goodied out on us, this place is no fun anymore!
Fuzzy: Yeah, there just ain't no way to outsmart him. He's always a step ahead of us, dag-nabbit.
(Buttercup looks at her fists, as if slowly realizing that she may never get to use them on a criminal again.)
Buttercup: Well, I could still become a boxer...
Blossom: Hold on! Where's Princess?
Ace: (over his shoulder) Flew out in her private jet last night.
(The girls and Jojo watch as the evil menagerie tramp down the street, over a hill and out of sight. Then the Amoeba Boys come wriggling by, also with suitcases that say "Life sentence in Alcatraz or bust!")
Bossman: (out of breath) Hey ya mugs, wait for us!
(They too vanish over the hill. Then Bubbles leaps for joy.)
Bubbles: Yaaayyy!! Know what this means, girls? Townsville is finally safe! We don't have to worry about its people getting hurt anymore! And not only that, now we've got time for fun things like watching cartoons, and eating cereal, and drawing pictures and playing with stuffed animals, and going on vacations! No more hotline going buzz-buzz-buzz! No more Mayor saying, (squeezes her right eye shut, imitates his voice) "Oh Powerpuff Girls, help help, I got a mouse in my office, eeeeek!"
(The other girls' eyes light up as they realize the possibilities.)
Blossom: Bubbles, you're right! I never thought of that!
Buttercup: Yeah, we can finally take a trip without worrying about the town! Bahamas, here we come!
Jojo: Yes, girls! If anyone deserves a time of relaxation and rest, it is you, who have saved this grateful city many times over! And should evil rear its ugly head, I will be more than capable of dispelling it! (Turns to go) And now, if you will excuse me, I am off to resurrect those three children formerly known as the Rowdyruff Boys, but this time as good, sweet tots who will help turn our city into an even better, nicer, and more pleasant place! (Walks off, hands in pockets, whistling "Zip-A-Dee-Doo-Dah.")
(Buttercup appears to be thinking about this. Then a look of part disgust, part panic seizes her face. She cups her hands to her mouth and yells after the monkey:)
Buttercup: No, don't! They might ask us for dates!!!
(Bubbles and Blossom double over with laughter.)
Narrator: And so, once and for all, the day is saved, thanks to that ever-lovin' monkey! (Sighs) Well, looks like I'd better update my resume...I wonder if the new Scooby-Doo show would be interested in a narrator?
Thus Bubbles finished her tale. She sat on Mojo's bed, beaming. "How does that sound, Mojo?"
For a minute, no reply. Then, from Mojo's throat, something like a grunt. Then a strangled gurgle. Bubbles started to look alarmed. Finally he choked out, "Bubbles?"
"Yes?"
"Are you attempting to cause me to THROW UP?!!"
(more to come....)