A/N My directorial debut has opened at the Fringe! I am so excited! (any Canadian theatre geek like me who has heard of the Fringe would know that this is a big deal) I just had to share that. Hey! On with the story!
Part Two
Later on that evening, the girls were getting ready for bed. "Are you OK Bubbles?" Blossom asked, "You've been so quiet all day. What's on your mind?"
"Nothing," Bubbles sighed.
"Oh come on, something's bothering you, spit it out!" Buttercup asked, mildly impatient.
"Well, I promised I wouldn't say anything," Bubbles said.
"We won't tell anyone," Blossom assured her.
"Ok, so um, I know this person, and she loves her job, but she's going to get fired, and it's all our fault!" Bubbles blurted, rather quickly.
"What are you talking about?" Buttercup demanded.
"Miss Keane," Bubbles said. "Oops!"
"Wait a minute, Miss Keane's getting fired?!" Blossom gasped, "How is it our fault?"
Bubbles explained everything that she and Miss Keane talked about earlier that day. When she was finished, Bubbles meekly asked, "Promise you won't say anything? She'd be really upset if that happened, and she's upset as it is."
"Of course," Blossom replied.
"Sure," shrugged Buttercup.
"Oh I wish I knew how to make things right and help her!" Bubbles lamented.
"Me too," Buttercup nodded.
"Hmmm, you know I have an idea that might make her reconsider quitting, and might even keep her from getting fired!" Blossom said thoughtfully.
"What's that?" Bubbles asked.
Blossom leaned forward and explained her plan of action.
***
The next day, the entire Pokey Oaks kindergarten class gathered around the Powerpuff Girls, even going so far as arranging their desks to face the middle desk, where the Powerpuff Girls sat. "Tell us about your latest adventure!" Floyd (or was it Lloyd? They both look the same) asked.
"Yeah!" Lloyd (or maybe Floyd) chimed in.
"Eh?" Blossom shrugged, "We haven't had a call since the spider incident."
"OK," Mary said, "Tell us about the time Fuzzy Lumpkins went on his mad rampage!"
"Routine!" Bubbles yawned, "I was so bored!"
"Me too," Buttercup sighed, "Where's the action? I can't even remember the last time we had a good fight!"
"Me neither!" Blossom frowned.
"And even that was boring! Life is just so… boring! Nothing but routine!" Buttercup ranted, "Boring, boring, boring!"
The class stared at them in shocked awe. "Coooooool!" they gasped in complete admiration, "Even the Powerpuff girls get bored!"
"I don't think it's working," Bubbles whispered to her sisters.
"Keep trying," Blossom said.
"Tell us about the Boogie Man again!" Jeff begged.
"Yeah! I love that one!" Julie exclaimed.
"A real yawner. Disco was dead long ago. I don't know what he was thinking listening to that sorry excuse for music!" Buttercup frowned.
"The other day you said it was cool!" Mike piped up.
"Meh," Buttercup shrugged, "We were just exaggerating. We were actually so bored, ya know, I think Bubbles slept through the entire thing."
Bubbles nodded, "Yeah.
"Wow! Cool!" everyone chorused with enthusiasm.
"I'm sure that was a wonderful story," Miss Keane sighed, "Now let's get back to that math OK?"
"Woo hoo!" the Powerpuff girls cheered.
"I love tackling those math problems! Pow!" Buttercup exclaimed, and then she whispered to Blossom through the corner of her mouth, "Is this really necessary?"
"Yes," Blossom whispered back.
"I feel so dirty!" Buttercup shivered, the out loud she continued with phony enthusiasm, "Let's hear it for arithmetic!"
"Hooray!" Bubbles and Blossom cheered. The class was just about to start joining in with the hoorays when the hotline went off.
"Aw man!" Blossom frowned, "Just when class was finally getting exciting and interesting!" she answered the hotline, sounding bored and annoyed, "Yeah?... Uh huh… we're on our way." She hung up the hotline, "Come on girls, Mojo Jojo is up to something."
"Again!" Bubbles moaned, "Man, and here I was looking forward to getting into my schoolwork!"
"C'mon, let's get it over with. The sooner the better," Buttercup sighed. With that, the trio flew off showing absolutely no eagerness.
Miss Keane watched them curiously, What are they up to? She wondered. Then it dawned on her, Bubbles. She told them, and they're trying to help me out. That's so sweet! Feeling a hint of pride and touched, she went on with her teachings.
A few hours later, recess had come and gone and the class was well into their art projects when the hotline went off once again. There was no sign of the Powerpuff girls, so Miss Keane answered it.
"Hello?"
"Blossom?"
"No, this is her teacher, Miss Keane, mayor," she replied.
"Where are the Powerpuff Girls?" the mayor asked. "There's an emergency!"
"They aren't back from their last mission," Miss Keane replied. Now that she thought about it, a hint of worry began to rise in the back of her mind. The girls didn't usually take this long.
"Oh," the mayor replied. Miss Keane could hear him call out in the background, "Miss Bellum! There's an emergency and the Powerpuff Girls are busy!"
"Mayor," Miss Keane heard Miss Bellum reply, "there's no emergency, your coats on backwards."
Miss Keane smiled, "Well, I guess problems solved! Bye now!" she hung up. Miss Keane leaned back in her chair and looked out the window, deep in thought. The girls should be back by now, she thought, worriedly. Sure, sometimes the girls took longer than usual, but as she thought about it, she began to have a nagging feeling that something was wrong.
Miss Keane decided to follow her instincts, "Well, what do you know?" she addressed the class, pulling out the electric babysitter also known as television and turning it on, "Dexter's Laboratory is on!! Oh, and it's a marathon too, let's watch!" As if by magic all eyes were suddenly glued to the set. While the kids were distracted Miss Keane snuck out the door.
"Now Blossom mentioned something about Mojo Jojo," she recalled as she climbed into her car. She sped off towards his lair. When she reached the observatory, she saw that there was some activity, but she didn't quite know what. She crossed the moat and climbed the stairs until she reached the top. The door swung open and Miss Keane ducked out of sight as Mojo Jojo happily skipped out of the observatory and down the stairs. Miss Keane's heart skipped a beat as she snuck inside. "Girls!" she gasped. They were at one end of the room, beaten and unconscious. "I'll get you out of here!"
Blossom came to, "Miss Keane? What are you going here?"
"I sensed that you were in trouble," Miss Keane replied, assessing the situation. Each of the girls were wearing strange black vests. She reached out to them, brushing her hand against Blossom's vest as Bubbles and Buttercup regained consciousness.
"Don't touch it!" Buttercup demanded. "They're bombs. If we try to remove them, or fiddle with them or move or anything, they'll explode!"
"Yeah," Bubbles replied. "Get out of here Miss Keane, before Mojo gets back, save yourself!"
"Not without you," Miss Keane insisted as she began to work on Blossom's vest.
"Stop or they'll go off!" Blossom begged, "They're powerful enough to blow everything up, including you!"
Miss Keane grinned, giving the girls a little wink, "Don't worry I know what I'm doing. A kindergarten teacher wasn't my first job you know. I used to be in the army, I specialized in explosives."
"Really?" Buttercup beamed, "Cool!"
"Miss Keane!" Bubbles warned, "Behind you!"
She turned around to see Mojo Jojo standing over her, holding a laser gun aimed right for her,. "I wouldn't touch that if I were you," Mojo Jojo smiled.
"Really?" Miss Keane retorted, trying not to sound as scared as she felt. "Well, I wouldn't mess with the students of an angry teacher if I were you!"
"Oh I am so scared," Mojo Jojo rolled his eyes, reeking with sarcasm. "I am shivering in my boots. I am so terribly frightened."
"Good," Miss Keane smiled, "You should be."
"And what are you going to do?" Mojo asked, smug.
Miss Keane rose to her feet and rolled up her sleeves, making a fist and posing, "Teach you a lesson!"
"Woah Miss Keane!" Buttercup exclaimed, impressed.
"Oh please," Mojo Jojo rolled his eyes.
"Did I mention I have a black belt?" Miss Keane raised a brow, "Hie ya!" she leaped into the air and kicked Mojo Jojo's face, knocking the laser out of his hand. Mojo fell back, but recovered quickly. He rolled over and retrieved his laser.
"Back off teach or I will shoot!" Mojo Jojo laughed.
"Oh really? All right. Girls, on my cue, take off the vests," Miss Keane winked at the girls.
"What? You can't be serious!" Mojo exclaimed.
"Oh but I am," Miss Keane shrugged.
"But then the place will explode, everything will be blown to smithereens! Including me!"
"I know, that's the plan," she replied, nonchalant.
"And so will you and your beloved Powerpuff Girls!" Mojo pointed out. "We would all be gone, incinerated. Kaput! I don't think you would want to be blasted into orbit!"
"Not really, but obviously we have no choice," Miss Keane said. "Since you've got that laser pointed at me, and the girls are strapped to those vests, we're doomed anyway. We may as well take you with us. We can all die together."
Mojo blinked, "I think you're bluffing. You're bluffing, aren't you?"
"Maybe I am, and maybe I'm not," Miss Keane shrugged, "But you'll have to ask yourself, is it worth the risk?"
Mojo paused and thought a moment, "Yes." He fired the laser. Miss Keane dived out of the way. Mojo was about to try it again while she was regaining herself, but a menacing effeminate voice called out.
"Not so fast Mojo Jojo!"
"It's… Him!" everyone gasped in unison at his sudden entrance.
Him smiled and casually leaned against the door frame, "Yes it's me." He frowned and shook his claw angrily, "You'd better leave Miss Keane alone. SHE'S MINE!!"
A/N and now it's time for the happy thank yous!
Ashe: I'm so glad you like!
Pilfered Sympathy: Yeah, the Log song is funny. I heard it again recently, and I added it to maybe give a few readers a feeling of nostalgia, like I felt when I heard it. Don't ask me why, I don't know.
Starship Gazer: Two reasons why this is arranged the way it is. I thought I'd end the chapters in what I feel is the most suitable place. Why? I don't know. The end of part one marked the halfway point. I wrote this a long time ago without chapters, but I also don't feel like transferring it from handwritten to computer in one large chunk so that's kinda why I guess. Hey! I'm so glad you're enjoying this! "Him" is a fun villain to write about.
Hairy Gregory: Miss Keane is cool! She's the coolest! She just doesn't think so (and the class is blind to the coolness that is Miss Keane). Miss Keane is actually my favorite non hero/villain type character in the show. Hence this story, to feature the side of Miss K that you probably won't see otherwise!
John: I have no idea why I put in commercials. I felt kinda bored, and that chapter was short, and I wanted to give this a feel of an actual episode I guess. I'm also kinda weird. Or at least that's what people say, and I've come to accept my weirdness and take it as a compliment. I'm glad you think this is turning out great. You'll see what'll happen with 'Him' soon. One more chapter to go!
Keep the reviews coming! They make me so very happy!