I am making this chapter longer, sorry it was so short....... And I added some
things sooooo just read it over. ~~~~~~~~~~~
*when stars and in the line thingies ~~~~~~~~that is thoughts within memories* Line thingies are memories Just noticed I never put a disclaimer in so::::::::: I own nothing unless I make up my own characters my self
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Mojo's heart sunk. This girl, this pathetic little girl had killed the professor. He had thought he never liked the girls or the professor for that matter, but this was the same professor that had created all of them. They were connected. Memories fill Mojo's head. ~~The professor looking through the cage at Mojo, being picked up and looked over then set back in the cage. "He will be perfect; I'll pick him up tomorrow afternoon." The Man that owned Mojo, giving the professor a friendly smile then both of them leaving. Later the man came back to yell and hurt Mojo one more time before selling him. "You're going to be a lab experiment I hope, little rat." *That was the day I vowed to fight humans stop them once and for all. I thought sure they put on happy face around other humans but when they are alone they cause pain and suffering.* The man then left Mojo with no food again that day, and Mojo herd the whimpering of another animal in the next room. Poor fool, at least it wasn't him this week.~~~
Mojo looked at Buttercup, he had almost killed the professor once when they were little girls, when he had devised his first truly genius plot, But that was on purpose, and he always regretted it. She might have actually killed someone she truly cared for; the pain on her face was immense. He wasn't angry at her, even if she did destroy the professor...**his professor.** He quickly banished that thought. **Don't think about it Mojo, Don't think about it. He is only a human...............he's not worth emotion think about something else....she wanted you to destroy her...so you should at least know why, and when you know why you will be better, because your going to find out why.**
Buttercup sobbed for a few minuets before pulling herself together, she was not going to cry, and she wasn't weak. Bubbles had cried, Bubbles isn't weak even if she is a baby. She shook her head. **Don't cry. Don't cry. Don't cry. Don't cry.** She looked up to see that Mojo wasn't in the room with her any more; she tried to use her supersonic hearing but remembered that it was gone. Just like the professor. She distracted herself by looking around the room. Potted plants were doing surprisingly well despite the fact the Mojo never let the sun in his home. She saw plans and bits of paper scattered everywhere, even what looked like a chart on the powerpuffs strengths and weaknesses. Mojo came back into the bedroom with a class of water and some Tylenol. She took the pain killers and drank the water. "Thanks." Mojo looked at her with concern in his eyes, then asked, "Why did you want me to destroy you?" She looked at him, gave him a wry smile and answered his question.
"Well, technically you're the one who created us, I guess I thought it would be the right thing, It sounds stupid now but, before I was thinking of how poetic it seamed, one of my best subjects is English because I get extra credit for the poems I give my teacher. I don't really like to tell anyone about it though. I also........ Well......I respect you,"
Mojo didn't say anything but Buttercup, she looked in his eyes and there was something there. It was like a void, something being carefully avoided by his brain. He is trying not to think about the professor. She suddenly realized. She continued as if she never saw it. "It may not seam like it monkey man, but your one of the only people in this city that I actually truly respect."
Mojo was shocked. ** She respects me, why. I have caused her family more trouble than any other villain in Townsville. Her family has suffered a lot by my hands. She and her sisters are contently fighting me.** It hit him then, buttercup loved to fight, and Mojo was one of the only villains that would never stop. Sure Him would appear every once in a while, but he seamed to be playing games, he never seamed to care weather he lost or not, even if he was a sore looser. She respected him because he never stopped fighting
Buttercup looked at him, "look I'm...sor....I didn't mean to barge in her like this, It's just....I thought you could help me. You were always trying to destroy us and we always kicked your butt, and I felt I owed you something, and," she looked up a him he had a strained look on his face, like he was fighting something, she continued, "and well you saved us more than once, even if sometimes it was an accident. Why does it matter I am here Monkey man just kill me and get it over with."
Mojo was torn, ** I could kill her, but not now, it is just not right, if I am going to destroy them it will be with there power, unless I take them away. She has grown up a lot, but what am I to do?**
*when stars and in the line thingies ~~~~~~~~that is thoughts within memories* Line thingies are memories Just noticed I never put a disclaimer in so::::::::: I own nothing unless I make up my own characters my self
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Mojo's heart sunk. This girl, this pathetic little girl had killed the professor. He had thought he never liked the girls or the professor for that matter, but this was the same professor that had created all of them. They were connected. Memories fill Mojo's head. ~~The professor looking through the cage at Mojo, being picked up and looked over then set back in the cage. "He will be perfect; I'll pick him up tomorrow afternoon." The Man that owned Mojo, giving the professor a friendly smile then both of them leaving. Later the man came back to yell and hurt Mojo one more time before selling him. "You're going to be a lab experiment I hope, little rat." *That was the day I vowed to fight humans stop them once and for all. I thought sure they put on happy face around other humans but when they are alone they cause pain and suffering.* The man then left Mojo with no food again that day, and Mojo herd the whimpering of another animal in the next room. Poor fool, at least it wasn't him this week.~~~
Mojo looked at Buttercup, he had almost killed the professor once when they were little girls, when he had devised his first truly genius plot, But that was on purpose, and he always regretted it. She might have actually killed someone she truly cared for; the pain on her face was immense. He wasn't angry at her, even if she did destroy the professor...**his professor.** He quickly banished that thought. **Don't think about it Mojo, Don't think about it. He is only a human...............he's not worth emotion think about something else....she wanted you to destroy her...so you should at least know why, and when you know why you will be better, because your going to find out why.**
Buttercup sobbed for a few minuets before pulling herself together, she was not going to cry, and she wasn't weak. Bubbles had cried, Bubbles isn't weak even if she is a baby. She shook her head. **Don't cry. Don't cry. Don't cry. Don't cry.** She looked up to see that Mojo wasn't in the room with her any more; she tried to use her supersonic hearing but remembered that it was gone. Just like the professor. She distracted herself by looking around the room. Potted plants were doing surprisingly well despite the fact the Mojo never let the sun in his home. She saw plans and bits of paper scattered everywhere, even what looked like a chart on the powerpuffs strengths and weaknesses. Mojo came back into the bedroom with a class of water and some Tylenol. She took the pain killers and drank the water. "Thanks." Mojo looked at her with concern in his eyes, then asked, "Why did you want me to destroy you?" She looked at him, gave him a wry smile and answered his question.
"Well, technically you're the one who created us, I guess I thought it would be the right thing, It sounds stupid now but, before I was thinking of how poetic it seamed, one of my best subjects is English because I get extra credit for the poems I give my teacher. I don't really like to tell anyone about it though. I also........ Well......I respect you,"
Mojo didn't say anything but Buttercup, she looked in his eyes and there was something there. It was like a void, something being carefully avoided by his brain. He is trying not to think about the professor. She suddenly realized. She continued as if she never saw it. "It may not seam like it monkey man, but your one of the only people in this city that I actually truly respect."
Mojo was shocked. ** She respects me, why. I have caused her family more trouble than any other villain in Townsville. Her family has suffered a lot by my hands. She and her sisters are contently fighting me.** It hit him then, buttercup loved to fight, and Mojo was one of the only villains that would never stop. Sure Him would appear every once in a while, but he seamed to be playing games, he never seamed to care weather he lost or not, even if he was a sore looser. She respected him because he never stopped fighting
Buttercup looked at him, "look I'm...sor....I didn't mean to barge in her like this, It's just....I thought you could help me. You were always trying to destroy us and we always kicked your butt, and I felt I owed you something, and," she looked up a him he had a strained look on his face, like he was fighting something, she continued, "and well you saved us more than once, even if sometimes it was an accident. Why does it matter I am here Monkey man just kill me and get it over with."
Mojo was torn, ** I could kill her, but not now, it is just not right, if I am going to destroy them it will be with there power, unless I take them away. She has grown up a lot, but what am I to do?**