Disclaimer: I bought a couple Bubbles toys since the last chapter, but I didn't buy Bubbles. So I don't own her. Or anyone else. But I have some great toys... and the toys would appreciate it if you didn't sue me. Thanks.
The Final Six: Chapter Two
The plan was simple. They flew to Mojo's volcano lair and trashed the place, searching for Mojo's Rowdyruff Boys recipe. They'd been searching the place for hours when...
"Got it!" Buttercup cried triumphantly, holding a thin portfolio above her head. She gave it a little wave for emphasis.
"Are you sure that's it?" Blossom asked.
"Well, it says 'Mojo Jojo's Super Secret Recipe for Making Super Secret SuperPowered Little Boys for Super Secret Destruction of SuperPowered Little Girls' on the cover, but maybe it's something else," Buttercup said sarcastically.
"How is there room for all that on the cover?" Bubbles asked, blinking in confusion.
"Nevermind that, Bubbles," Blossom said, grabbing the portfolio and flipping it open. "Let's see... Snips, snails, puppy dog tails... Ew. Gross. We have to collect this stuff?"
"I'm not cutting off any puppy dog tails!" Bubbles declared.
Buttercup rolled her eyes. "I guess I'll have to do that part."
"Ew!" Blossom exclaimed, her eyes widening in disgust as she continued reading the recipe. "Mojo made them in a toilet bowl!"
"Ewwwwwwwwwwwwww!" Bubbles cried, going a bit green. "A toilet bowl? We weren't made in a toilet bowl, were we, Blossom?" Her eyes widened, fearful of the answer.
"Of course not, silly. Professor made us in his lab."
"Okay, good." Bubbles sighed in relief. Then her eyes widened in horror once again. "Are we going to have to make these boys in a toilet bowl?"
"I don't know," Blossom said, continuing to peruse the recipe. "I suppose we should, but..." She lost her train of thought as something in the recipe caught her attention. "Huh. This is weird."
"What?"
"Apparently the toilet bowl was his source for Chemical X." Blossom shrugged. "I never knew Chemical X was in toilet bowls."
"That's just gross," Buttercup stated, her eyes crossing for a moment in disgust. "And you know it's REALLY freaking gross if even I think it's gross."
Bubbles nodded emphatically.
"Well, I don't see why we can't leave the toilet bowl out and just mix 'em up in Professor's lab," Blossom said. "Who knows? Maybe they'll have better dispositions if they're mixed in a better environment."
"Hell, I'd have a pretty big chip on my shoulder if I'D been made in a freaking toilet bowl," Buttercup said, crossing her arms.
"You wouldn't smell so good, either," Bubbles added. "Although I don't think those boys smelled bad. They were mean, but they smelled okay."
"Whatever," Buttercup replied. "Let's go home and get on with this."
The Final Six: Chapter Two
The plan was simple. They flew to Mojo's volcano lair and trashed the place, searching for Mojo's Rowdyruff Boys recipe. They'd been searching the place for hours when...
"Got it!" Buttercup cried triumphantly, holding a thin portfolio above her head. She gave it a little wave for emphasis.
"Are you sure that's it?" Blossom asked.
"Well, it says 'Mojo Jojo's Super Secret Recipe for Making Super Secret SuperPowered Little Boys for Super Secret Destruction of SuperPowered Little Girls' on the cover, but maybe it's something else," Buttercup said sarcastically.
"How is there room for all that on the cover?" Bubbles asked, blinking in confusion.
"Nevermind that, Bubbles," Blossom said, grabbing the portfolio and flipping it open. "Let's see... Snips, snails, puppy dog tails... Ew. Gross. We have to collect this stuff?"
"I'm not cutting off any puppy dog tails!" Bubbles declared.
Buttercup rolled her eyes. "I guess I'll have to do that part."
"Ew!" Blossom exclaimed, her eyes widening in disgust as she continued reading the recipe. "Mojo made them in a toilet bowl!"
"Ewwwwwwwwwwwwww!" Bubbles cried, going a bit green. "A toilet bowl? We weren't made in a toilet bowl, were we, Blossom?" Her eyes widened, fearful of the answer.
"Of course not, silly. Professor made us in his lab."
"Okay, good." Bubbles sighed in relief. Then her eyes widened in horror once again. "Are we going to have to make these boys in a toilet bowl?"
"I don't know," Blossom said, continuing to peruse the recipe. "I suppose we should, but..." She lost her train of thought as something in the recipe caught her attention. "Huh. This is weird."
"What?"
"Apparently the toilet bowl was his source for Chemical X." Blossom shrugged. "I never knew Chemical X was in toilet bowls."
"That's just gross," Buttercup stated, her eyes crossing for a moment in disgust. "And you know it's REALLY freaking gross if even I think it's gross."
Bubbles nodded emphatically.
"Well, I don't see why we can't leave the toilet bowl out and just mix 'em up in Professor's lab," Blossom said. "Who knows? Maybe they'll have better dispositions if they're mixed in a better environment."
"Hell, I'd have a pretty big chip on my shoulder if I'D been made in a freaking toilet bowl," Buttercup said, crossing her arms.
"You wouldn't smell so good, either," Bubbles added. "Although I don't think those boys smelled bad. They were mean, but they smelled okay."
"Whatever," Buttercup replied. "Let's go home and get on with this."