Note: All characters including The Powerpuff Girls, and just about everyone
else, belong to Cartoon Network. Lauren Hardley is the only original
character I have in this story. If you do happen to like her character,
than you can use her in stuff that you'd like to write. But you have to
ask me first!
During previous web searches, I've discovered that there's hardly any fan fictions containing Fuzzy Lumpkins, one of the more pointless, yet comic relief, villains of Townsville. Still, he is one of my three favorite characters on the show. The other two are Mojo Jojo, of course, and Bubbles. That's why I think that he deserves at least a couple more stories.
I also have other ideas that I can hopefully get posted soon. It kinda depends on what everyone thinks of this story. That's why I feel I need to tell you that it's a little slow to begin with, but it gets better. So don't give up on me, okay? Feel free to give me any opinions you like. Thank you ;)
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Lost Promises, Found Friendships
By Dramaqueen-8.0
Chapter1: Revenge
Scene: The home/laboratory of Professor Dick Hardley. It's a warm summer night in the present. It's about two o' clock in the morning.
Hardley is at a desk in his lab. The lamp light on his desk is the only light in the room. He is the only scientist still there. His other colleges have gone home for the night. His head is propped up by his arm and he is reading over some notes. There is a television nearby with a video in the VCR still, but the screen is displaying static rather than the video's contents.
He has been working non-stop without sleep for a while and it definitely shows. But he's smiling despite this. His neat blonde hair is now in a matted ponytail and he needs a shave. His blue rimmed glasses are about to slip off the end of his pointed nose.
He obviously has no idea what time it is.
Hardley: (Thinking) This is too perfect! Not only did I get my hands on something that Utonium never completed his research on, but this would socially ruin him if word of this little "project" of his ever got out! (Glances at VCR) Not to mention the contents of that tape, which have proven to be most helpful, will do perfect as blackmail! For future use, of course. (Glances back down at notes) If I can finish what he started, with a lot more preparation and equipment, of course, it would really be worth while at the next Scientists Convention. I could rub it in Utonium's face!
He frowns
Hardley: (Thinking) Hopefully it'll make up for that last flop; trying to sell knock-offs of those little bug-eyed kids of his.
Grins evilly
Hardley: (Thinking) This'll show him! This'll show 'em all! No one gets the best of Dick Hardley! No one.
Voice: (o.c.) Dad.what're you doing.?
Hardley: (Startled) Oh! (Turns to face door) Lauren, it's you! What're you doing up?
Cut to the doorway of the lab. A young woman now occupies the entrance. As she walks into the room the light reveals her appearance more clearly.
She is around the ages of twenty to twenty-five. She has chestnut brown hair that reaches a little beyond her shoulders. She has a set of deep green eyes behind a pair of amber colored rimmed glasses. She is about five and a half feet tall, maybe less. She is wearing a large t-shirt that says "Townsville University" on the right breast in small letters.
She is also obviously tired, and doesn't try to hide it.
Lauren: (Irritably, hands on hips) Do you have.. any idea.. what time it is?
Hardley: Yes, it's.. (Checks watch, a bit taken a back) Huh. How about that. (Looks up at her) Two thirty in the morning. So.. shouldn't you be in bed?
Lauren: (Sighs) Dad, you can't keep doing this to yourself.
She goes over to him, standing at his side.
Lauren: You're research for the convention can wait until morning. (Takes his arm) By then, I'll be awake enough to help. Now go to bed.
Hardley: (Excited) I know, I know. (Takes his arm back, placing hands on her shoulders) But I've found something that will knock everyone's socks off and put me back on top for sure! (Points at the papers he'd been observing earlier) Here! Look at this!
Lauren leans over the papers and reads to herself. After a minute or two, she looks up at her father, a confused look on her face.
Lauren: These are Professor Utonium's notes. How did you get these? And where?
Hardley: (Nervous) Well, umm..
A flash back of Hardley in front of the Utonium household replaces the scene. He has found a key under the doormat. He unlocks the door and replaces it before quietly opening the door and sneaking in, closing it behind him.
The camera is now looking at things from his POV. We see him scan the room until his gaze finally rests on the door of the Professor's laboratory. We watch as Hardley tip toes to the door.
We now have a view from inside of the lab as we see him slowly open the creaking door. He is grinning evilly.
His shadow is seen on the wall as he carefully makes his way down the stairs. He finds a file cabinet and begins to finger through everything inside of each drawer.
After about ten minutes of searching, his grin has now been replaced with an annoyed scowl.
He leans on his hand, which is placed on an observation board. He drums his fingers, coolly glances at what the board displays, and then looks away.
After about two seconds, his eyes widen and he spins around, now directly in front of the board. He sees several pictures on its surface. They all have one thing in common. They are photos of the major Villains of Townsville.
He scans them curiously. But then notices a large empty spot on the board. He looks around on the floor, trying to spy something that might have fallen from its place.
His eyes rest on a wastebasket next to the board. There is a yellow folder inside of it. He reaches into the basket and pulls it out. He observes the front of it, which is labeled FAILED EXPERIMENT in large red letters.
He opens the folder and pulls out a picture, which is kept out of view from the camera. He looks at it with a confused expression. He then begins to read the file. His evil grin returns, as he looks up at the camera and chuckles just as evilly.
This is where the flashback ends, and is replaced with Hardley still thinking up an answer for his daughter, who is eyeing him suspiciously
Hardley: .Umm. (Thinking fast) Professor Utoniummmmm.. gave them to me. Yeah! He said that he didn't have time to study this particular, umm, subject. Therefore, he entrusted it up to me, knowing that my brilliant mind could handle it with ease. (He puffs up his chest, proud of his ability to lie so well)
Lauren: (Not buying it, but humors him) Okay, sooo.. this must have been before the whole "re-making the Powerpuff Girls and selling the knock-offs for profit" business, right? (Smiles sweetly)
Hardley: (Not noticing her humor) Yup! So now I intend to finish what he started!
Lauren, still not buying a word of it, ponders for a moment. She then thinks of an answer.
Lauren: (Suspicious) This isn't another revenge deal, is it?
Hardley: (Trying to look hurt) Why Lauren, I am shocked! Don't you think that I might have put that ridiculous grudge behind me? Don't you think that I can be a mature, reasonable adult about all of that I've had time to regain my common sense?
He looks at her for a response. She only looks on at him in silence, with an expression that says, "you can't be serious?".
Hardley: (After a long pause) Of course it is! But only for SCIENCE! No one gets hurt. (Raises right hand) Cross my heart. (Looks up at her innocently)
Lauren looks at her father for a moment, then finally sighs in defeat.
Lauren: (Rolling her eyes) Alright, fine. I guess as long as no one gets hurt then its okay.
At that moment, she glances at some of the notes that she hadn't read before. She now looks a bit worried.
Hardly: (Noticing her expression) Is something wrong?
Lauren: (Looks at him) Umm, Dad? Have you read all of this?
Hardley: (Puffs up again, confident) Kitten, please. I am an experienced professional in my field. I think I have a pretty good I idea of what I'm doing.
Hardley notices his daughter glaring at him.
Hardley: What.? Oh! Riiiight! (Sarcastic) Sorry. You prefer Sport or Kid or something like that, huh?
She rolls her eyes again, knowing that he is hopeless. But she then continues her point.
Lauren: Well, (points at one page in particular) it's just that this says that Professor Utonium, before giving it up was attempting to study the.uh.Lumpkin.
Hardley: (Obviously not getting it) And your point is..what?
Lauren: (Taken aback) Dad! Lumpkin? As in FUZZY LUMPKINS?
Hardley: Well, obviously! What better way to get back the respect I deserve (points at notes) than by observing this rare creature!
Lauren: (More frustrated) This is NOT something that can be taken lightly, Dad! It's not like you're observing something in a zoo, or anything else for that matter! Heck, I wouldn't mind if you had to study tigers or sharks or even bears! They're nothing compared to Fuzzy Lumpkins! If you so much as set one foot on his property.. BOOM! He'll know you're there in half a second and start shooting and asking questions later!
She turns away from him and heads toward the door to go back to bed. She stops in the doorway and glances back at him.
Lauren: (after a short pause, disappointed) Dad.. if want to go through with this.. I'm not gonna stop you. But all I'm saying is.. (Turns towards him) it would take a lot more than one person to handle someone as strong as him. Maybe more than ten. (Pauses, chuckles a bit, while looking at the floor) They'd probably have to all use tranquilizers.. (Looks back at Hardley) Just promise me that you'll be careful..okay?
Hardley: (Smiles that fatherly smile, then winks) Sure thing, kid. You go on back up to bed. I'll be right behind ya'.
She smiles weakly back at him, then heads back up stairs to where her warm bed would be waiting.
As he watches her go, his smile is replaced by a grin. He then turns his attention to the television, and is about to turn it off when instead he presses PLAY on the VCR.
We now see a recorded image of Fuzzy running at the camera, his gun in hand. We hear the Professor protesting and trying to defend himself with his free hand.
When Fuzzy slams into the camera, it is knocked out of the Professor's hand and lands on top of a nearby bush. Before the battery dies, we here Fuzzy speaking in a very confident voice, as he walks by the abandoned camera.
Fuzzy: (From television) There ain't no where ta run! And there ain't no where ta hides nayther! (Eyes narrowed) There ain't no turnin' back..
Hardley pauses the recording at this point and chuckles at the image of the ever confident Fuzzy Lumpkins. Once again he grins evilly, more so than usual.
Hardley: (Coolly) How right you are, my friend. How right you are..
At this last word, Hardley's laugh can be heard, as the camera focuses in on Fuzzy. The television is then switched off, ending the scene.
During previous web searches, I've discovered that there's hardly any fan fictions containing Fuzzy Lumpkins, one of the more pointless, yet comic relief, villains of Townsville. Still, he is one of my three favorite characters on the show. The other two are Mojo Jojo, of course, and Bubbles. That's why I think that he deserves at least a couple more stories.
I also have other ideas that I can hopefully get posted soon. It kinda depends on what everyone thinks of this story. That's why I feel I need to tell you that it's a little slow to begin with, but it gets better. So don't give up on me, okay? Feel free to give me any opinions you like. Thank you ;)
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Lost Promises, Found Friendships
By Dramaqueen-8.0
Chapter1: Revenge
Scene: The home/laboratory of Professor Dick Hardley. It's a warm summer night in the present. It's about two o' clock in the morning.
Hardley is at a desk in his lab. The lamp light on his desk is the only light in the room. He is the only scientist still there. His other colleges have gone home for the night. His head is propped up by his arm and he is reading over some notes. There is a television nearby with a video in the VCR still, but the screen is displaying static rather than the video's contents.
He has been working non-stop without sleep for a while and it definitely shows. But he's smiling despite this. His neat blonde hair is now in a matted ponytail and he needs a shave. His blue rimmed glasses are about to slip off the end of his pointed nose.
He obviously has no idea what time it is.
Hardley: (Thinking) This is too perfect! Not only did I get my hands on something that Utonium never completed his research on, but this would socially ruin him if word of this little "project" of his ever got out! (Glances at VCR) Not to mention the contents of that tape, which have proven to be most helpful, will do perfect as blackmail! For future use, of course. (Glances back down at notes) If I can finish what he started, with a lot more preparation and equipment, of course, it would really be worth while at the next Scientists Convention. I could rub it in Utonium's face!
He frowns
Hardley: (Thinking) Hopefully it'll make up for that last flop; trying to sell knock-offs of those little bug-eyed kids of his.
Grins evilly
Hardley: (Thinking) This'll show him! This'll show 'em all! No one gets the best of Dick Hardley! No one.
Voice: (o.c.) Dad.what're you doing.?
Hardley: (Startled) Oh! (Turns to face door) Lauren, it's you! What're you doing up?
Cut to the doorway of the lab. A young woman now occupies the entrance. As she walks into the room the light reveals her appearance more clearly.
She is around the ages of twenty to twenty-five. She has chestnut brown hair that reaches a little beyond her shoulders. She has a set of deep green eyes behind a pair of amber colored rimmed glasses. She is about five and a half feet tall, maybe less. She is wearing a large t-shirt that says "Townsville University" on the right breast in small letters.
She is also obviously tired, and doesn't try to hide it.
Lauren: (Irritably, hands on hips) Do you have.. any idea.. what time it is?
Hardley: Yes, it's.. (Checks watch, a bit taken a back) Huh. How about that. (Looks up at her) Two thirty in the morning. So.. shouldn't you be in bed?
Lauren: (Sighs) Dad, you can't keep doing this to yourself.
She goes over to him, standing at his side.
Lauren: You're research for the convention can wait until morning. (Takes his arm) By then, I'll be awake enough to help. Now go to bed.
Hardley: (Excited) I know, I know. (Takes his arm back, placing hands on her shoulders) But I've found something that will knock everyone's socks off and put me back on top for sure! (Points at the papers he'd been observing earlier) Here! Look at this!
Lauren leans over the papers and reads to herself. After a minute or two, she looks up at her father, a confused look on her face.
Lauren: These are Professor Utonium's notes. How did you get these? And where?
Hardley: (Nervous) Well, umm..
A flash back of Hardley in front of the Utonium household replaces the scene. He has found a key under the doormat. He unlocks the door and replaces it before quietly opening the door and sneaking in, closing it behind him.
The camera is now looking at things from his POV. We see him scan the room until his gaze finally rests on the door of the Professor's laboratory. We watch as Hardley tip toes to the door.
We now have a view from inside of the lab as we see him slowly open the creaking door. He is grinning evilly.
His shadow is seen on the wall as he carefully makes his way down the stairs. He finds a file cabinet and begins to finger through everything inside of each drawer.
After about ten minutes of searching, his grin has now been replaced with an annoyed scowl.
He leans on his hand, which is placed on an observation board. He drums his fingers, coolly glances at what the board displays, and then looks away.
After about two seconds, his eyes widen and he spins around, now directly in front of the board. He sees several pictures on its surface. They all have one thing in common. They are photos of the major Villains of Townsville.
He scans them curiously. But then notices a large empty spot on the board. He looks around on the floor, trying to spy something that might have fallen from its place.
His eyes rest on a wastebasket next to the board. There is a yellow folder inside of it. He reaches into the basket and pulls it out. He observes the front of it, which is labeled FAILED EXPERIMENT in large red letters.
He opens the folder and pulls out a picture, which is kept out of view from the camera. He looks at it with a confused expression. He then begins to read the file. His evil grin returns, as he looks up at the camera and chuckles just as evilly.
This is where the flashback ends, and is replaced with Hardley still thinking up an answer for his daughter, who is eyeing him suspiciously
Hardley: .Umm. (Thinking fast) Professor Utoniummmmm.. gave them to me. Yeah! He said that he didn't have time to study this particular, umm, subject. Therefore, he entrusted it up to me, knowing that my brilliant mind could handle it with ease. (He puffs up his chest, proud of his ability to lie so well)
Lauren: (Not buying it, but humors him) Okay, sooo.. this must have been before the whole "re-making the Powerpuff Girls and selling the knock-offs for profit" business, right? (Smiles sweetly)
Hardley: (Not noticing her humor) Yup! So now I intend to finish what he started!
Lauren, still not buying a word of it, ponders for a moment. She then thinks of an answer.
Lauren: (Suspicious) This isn't another revenge deal, is it?
Hardley: (Trying to look hurt) Why Lauren, I am shocked! Don't you think that I might have put that ridiculous grudge behind me? Don't you think that I can be a mature, reasonable adult about all of that I've had time to regain my common sense?
He looks at her for a response. She only looks on at him in silence, with an expression that says, "you can't be serious?".
Hardley: (After a long pause) Of course it is! But only for SCIENCE! No one gets hurt. (Raises right hand) Cross my heart. (Looks up at her innocently)
Lauren looks at her father for a moment, then finally sighs in defeat.
Lauren: (Rolling her eyes) Alright, fine. I guess as long as no one gets hurt then its okay.
At that moment, she glances at some of the notes that she hadn't read before. She now looks a bit worried.
Hardly: (Noticing her expression) Is something wrong?
Lauren: (Looks at him) Umm, Dad? Have you read all of this?
Hardley: (Puffs up again, confident) Kitten, please. I am an experienced professional in my field. I think I have a pretty good I idea of what I'm doing.
Hardley notices his daughter glaring at him.
Hardley: What.? Oh! Riiiight! (Sarcastic) Sorry. You prefer Sport or Kid or something like that, huh?
She rolls her eyes again, knowing that he is hopeless. But she then continues her point.
Lauren: Well, (points at one page in particular) it's just that this says that Professor Utonium, before giving it up was attempting to study the.uh.Lumpkin.
Hardley: (Obviously not getting it) And your point is..what?
Lauren: (Taken aback) Dad! Lumpkin? As in FUZZY LUMPKINS?
Hardley: Well, obviously! What better way to get back the respect I deserve (points at notes) than by observing this rare creature!
Lauren: (More frustrated) This is NOT something that can be taken lightly, Dad! It's not like you're observing something in a zoo, or anything else for that matter! Heck, I wouldn't mind if you had to study tigers or sharks or even bears! They're nothing compared to Fuzzy Lumpkins! If you so much as set one foot on his property.. BOOM! He'll know you're there in half a second and start shooting and asking questions later!
She turns away from him and heads toward the door to go back to bed. She stops in the doorway and glances back at him.
Lauren: (after a short pause, disappointed) Dad.. if want to go through with this.. I'm not gonna stop you. But all I'm saying is.. (Turns towards him) it would take a lot more than one person to handle someone as strong as him. Maybe more than ten. (Pauses, chuckles a bit, while looking at the floor) They'd probably have to all use tranquilizers.. (Looks back at Hardley) Just promise me that you'll be careful..okay?
Hardley: (Smiles that fatherly smile, then winks) Sure thing, kid. You go on back up to bed. I'll be right behind ya'.
She smiles weakly back at him, then heads back up stairs to where her warm bed would be waiting.
As he watches her go, his smile is replaced by a grin. He then turns his attention to the television, and is about to turn it off when instead he presses PLAY on the VCR.
We now see a recorded image of Fuzzy running at the camera, his gun in hand. We hear the Professor protesting and trying to defend himself with his free hand.
When Fuzzy slams into the camera, it is knocked out of the Professor's hand and lands on top of a nearby bush. Before the battery dies, we here Fuzzy speaking in a very confident voice, as he walks by the abandoned camera.
Fuzzy: (From television) There ain't no where ta run! And there ain't no where ta hides nayther! (Eyes narrowed) There ain't no turnin' back..
Hardley pauses the recording at this point and chuckles at the image of the ever confident Fuzzy Lumpkins. Once again he grins evilly, more so than usual.
Hardley: (Coolly) How right you are, my friend. How right you are..
At this last word, Hardley's laugh can be heard, as the camera focuses in on Fuzzy. The television is then switched off, ending the scene.