Powerpuff Girls Amusement Park Mystery

Chapter 3: To The Scene Of The Crime

That night, the girls had nightmares about what might have happened to the man they found strangled. They all woke up at the same time.

"Man, we've investigated robberies and kidnappings, but never a murder," Blossom recalled.

"I'm not going anywhere near Thrills N' Chills until you guys solve this," Bubbles said.

"What do you mean us?" Buttercup looked baffled. "You're coming with us, Bubbles."

"No, I'm not!" Bubbles shrieked. "You know I'm way too scared."

"We're in this together," Blossom responded. "Look, I know this isn't really our thing, but we have to find out who this mysterious killer is."

"Blossom's right," Buttercup replied. "We need to stick together." "Hey, I got an idea, let's head back and search for clues because of that jackass police officer said this is no place for little girls!".

"I'd have to agree with her," Blossom nodded her head. "Alright, girls, to the scene of the crime!".

They were careful not to wake the professor up from his slumber because they knew he was in shock by what had happened and Blossom reached for her little black backpack.

Thrills N' Chills looked awfully creepy at night. The dark sky loomed over the Blooddrainer and made the water in the pool look swampy. They found the body still lying in the exact same spot when they saw it in the afternoon.

"Spread out and search for clues," Blossom commanded.

Buttercup looked near the roller coaster, Bubbles searched near the merry go round and Blossom scouted the pool area.

"Check it out, I found something!" Buttercup exclaimed.

She dusted off the evidence.

"It's a wallet," Blossom said examining its contents. "It says his name was James Hathorn."

"There's some dough in here too," Buttercup added. "Maybe we could sneak the money out of there and tell the police there wasn't any."

"Buttercup!" Bubbles scolded her like the professor. "You never steal from anybody."

"I don't think he minds Bubbles, he's dead," Buttercup said sarcastically. "Oh, I knew that," Bubbles blushed.

"That's not important," Blossom stepped in. "Wait, I spotted something."

They saw a trail of blood leading to the midway. They saw a sharp object on the ground and Blossom nearly stepped on it.

"Oh my god!" she yelped. "It's a long slender knife!". "I see those cops weren't very bright to scoop up these clues," Buttercup said. "If they were the Townsville police, they would've let us."

"Let's get outta here," Bubbles said biting her nails, "I'm getting nervous."

Blossom grabbed her notebook out of her backpack and took out her pink gel pen.

"I'm writing a hypothesis on how I think the murder was committed and what I think was the motive of the crime," she said.

"Damn Blossom, you're smart," Buttercup said.

"That's why I'm glad to have you as my sister," Bubbles said with a smile.

"Awww thanks," Blossom responded with a grin. "That's it, we're done here." "Now to head back to our house."

They flew back home in a hurry and headed back into their bed.

"Girls, we're you out again?" Professor Utonium asked.

"You could say it was a little bit of a girls' night out," Blossom said.

"Well, whatever you were up to, now's time to get back in bed, it's 3:00."

As they walked upstairs to their bedroom, Blossom announced, "Tomorrow's gonna be a very very long day."