The dreaded "Writer's Block" struck! Then after that, I was busy with final exams and the SAT, and spending summer vacation with my family. But after 5 months, I've finally updated!

"Satisfaction Guaranteed?"

Chapter 4

Now You See Her…

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It was a calm Wednesday morning in the neighborhood of Pokey Oaks. The sun rose and a light breeze caressed the upper half of the Utonium household. Yes, the upper half, for thanks to Buttercup, the house had earlier sunk down into the ground.

"Have fun at school, girls! And don't forget to help fix the house later!" Professor Utonium called.

"Bye Professor!" The girls said as they climbed out of their bedroom windows. Since the first floor was underground, the three round upstairs windows were the only way in and out.

Out of the three super sisters, Buttercup was the least ready for school. The last thing she needed to hear was more gab about what happened yesterday. After all, everyone in Pokey Oaks knew by now about the Utonium family's "genetically altered termite problem" thanks to Townsville's ever-aggravating media company.

Buttercup was, surprisingly, deep in thought. Twice in a row, she got into trouble with the superpowers she was sampling. Was having a special power really worth it?

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Just as she expected, the main talk of the school was all about the strange things that have been going on yesterday, from the bank robbery to the Powerpuff girls' house collapsing.

But then all the children were silenced by Ms. Keane's arrival. A small boy no older than four years was with her. He had curly blonde hair that looked almost white. He was clutching onto Ms. Keane's arm, trying to pull himself up and look as big and tall as he could.

"Children, I would like you to meet Kenny McLain," Ms. Keane announced. "He and his family just moved into Townsville, and he'll be a student here next year so he came to visit today. Let's give him a warm welcome and not be rude, okay?"

Somebody passed some gas.

"How rude."

"Hi Kenny!" the children all greeted in unison.

Kenny gazed at all the children for a moment before he said, "Hi," back. But when he spotted Buttercup, his eyes lit up. He let go of Ms. Keane's arm and walked over to her.

Content that he was now comfortable among the kindergartners, Ms. Keane went to her desk and announced that it was time for Arts and Crafts class. Kenny immediately sat next to Buttercup and became her partner. Not that she minded.

"Awe you Buttewcup? Of the Powewpuff Giwls?" Kenny asked. (Apparently, he still had to learn a thing or two about how to talk.)

"Sure am," Buttercup answered proudly. "The toughest fighter of all!"

"So you can fwy and, and, fight monstews and stuff?"

"Yup, and I'm also super strong and super fast."

"Wow! What ewse do you do?"

"Well since you asked," Buttercup said, puffing her chest out. "I zap aliens, catch criminals, beat up villains like Mojo Jojo and rescue townspeople. You know, typical superhero stuff, all before bedtime!"

"Wow! You awe a hewo! Do you fweeze them with youw ice bweath too?"

Buttercup's chest deflated and her face heated up a bit, from both embarrassment and a little bit of annoyance. "No, only Blossom can do that."

"Then can you tuwn invis-dible? That would be weally awesome!"

That settled it. Getting a special awesome power was going to be so worth it!

"No, I can't turn invisdi –uh- invisible."

At least, not yet…

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After a long time, school was finally over, and after saying their goodbyes to Kenny, the Powerpuff Girls flew off toward the city to begin their afternoon scan.

"Okay girls, do you want to scan together today or split up?" Blossom asked.

"I say we split up," Buttercup quickly suggested.

Blossom looked at her, a bit surprised that she was giving her opinion on something like this. Normally she saved her suggestions for fighting bad guys and monsters, and it was always the same thing: fight head-on. But that was beside the point. On routine things like this, Buttercup usually would just go with the flow.

Bubbles, however, dismissed the surprise. "Okay. I want to check the hills. Mr. and Mrs. Bunny had babies recently!"

"Okay, just as long as you don't bring any of them home. And I'll check the coast," Blossom said. "I guess that leaves you with downtown, Buttercup."

"Yeah, it's cool," said Buttercup, and she separated from her sisters to dive into the heart of Townsville.

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In the same area where she met Professor Bratt yesterday, Buttercup looked around, hoping to find Professor Bratt. Just then, she heard a voice.

"Hey, I had to gain her trust one way or another!"

Buttercup looked down to see that the voice belonged to Professor Bratt, who was speaking at a payphone. This time, Professor Bratt's hair was in a low ponytail.

There was some chattering on the other side of the line, then Professor Bratt replied, "I'm sorry that happened, sir, but according to the contract, I can't be held responsible for…yeah…Uh huh."

Professor Bratt turned her head, spotted Buttercup, then smiled and waved.

"I'll call you back later, okay? Okay, bye!"

"Who were you talking with on the phone?" Buttercup asked, as Professor Bratt hung up.

"Oh no one," Professor Bratt said. "Just another customer. So, how did you like telekinesis?"

"I didn't."

"Oh, sorry. Well, do you want to try another power then?"

"I don't know," Buttercup said in a skeptical tone, folding her arms. "These past two times I found a glitch in the powers that you didn't really tell me about. Your warnings weren't that clear, so I lost a couple years off my life, and now if anyone finds out the real reason why my house is underground, then I'll be grounded for all the life I have left!"

Professor Bratt opened her lab coat and pulled out a test tube.

"How about this one then? It's a killer!"

Buttercup narrowed her eyes. "Like how?"

Professor Bratt cocked her head, eyebrows furrowed. "Cynical, aren't you?"

"Like that's my fault."

"Sorry about that, girl," Professor Bratt said. "From now on, I'll make my warnings clear and to the point! No secret hidden messages or tricks!"

"Right!"

"So, do you have any idea what power you want next?"

"Just today, I considered doing invisibility! That is, unless there's a catch to it."

"There is a small flaw to it, actually," Professor Bratt warned. "To be blunt, only your body will turn invisible with this power. Whatever isn't a part of you, like your clothes, will still be visible."

"So I have to be naked? Typical."

"Also, no one will be able to see you, but they can still hear you. You still want to give it a try?"

"All right," Buttercup said. "I might as well, since it could be pretty useful."

Buttercup imagined the things she could do while invisible! Haunting people as a ghost, sneaking out of doing chores or taking baths, and all sorts of other tricks anyone would think of playing.

Professor Bratt opened the top of the test tube and splashed its contents all over Buttercup. Again, Buttercup felt a tingling as her body adjusted to the new power.

"Now don't lose track of the time," Professor Bratt advised. "Because after 20 minutes, you'll be completely visible again!"

"Yeah, I don't know what I'd do if I was caught naked in public!"

And so, Buttercup flew off in excitement and confidence, for she knew she had all the bases covered this time!

Or so she thought…

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At Townsville City Hall, Buttercup was hiding in the bushes that were along the building and removing her clothes. She decided she would hide her clothes here because she figured it would be an easy place to remember.

With all her clothes off, Buttercup gazed at her hand and concentrated on turning invisible. Her hand started to become see through, and a moment later, it was completely gone from her sight. She stuck out her "leg" and it was nowhere to be seen!

"All right! It worked!"

A skinny man who was passing by stopped in his tracks. "Who said that?" he asked.

Buttercup saw the man and floated silently up to him. She began making "faces" in front of him and floating in circles around him, trying not to laugh. But then she noticed something strange. The man seemed to be watching her.

Buttercup floated left to right, right to left. And the man's eyes continued to follow her movements. He wasn't looking toward her face though. His eyes were a bit…lower.

'What gives?' Buttercup thought. 'How can he possibly see me? I'm not even wearing any clothes or anything!'

She bent over, looked at where her torso was supposed to be, and saw something weird: a floating glob of some mysterious substance. It looked mushy and was mostly a whitish beige color with some little green dots. Kind of like…tuna salad?

If you could see Buttercup's eyes, they would be bulging in shock, for she realized the floating blob was really her lunch, which was now partially digested!

'I am gonna crush that Professor Bratt for this!' Buttercup thought in fury.

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"Back already? How was it being invisible? Did you think it was 'outta sight?' Aha ha ha ha!" Professor Bratt laughed. But then she noticed Buttercup's sour expression.

"Ha, ha…ha…Sorry, bad joke."

"That's not what I'm mad about," Buttercup replied. "Didn't you just say you would clearly explain the powers you let me use?"

"Yes I did."

Buttercup told the whole story of what happened to Professor Bratt. When she was finished, Prof. Bratt's eyes were wide.

"No way! This never came up in the tests!"

"Really?" Buttercup asked.

"Yeah," Prof. Bratt nodded. "Maybe it's because I was on that diet when I was testing it."

All of Buttercup's anger evaporated and was replaced by shock and disbelief. Her jaw nearly hit the ground.

'I guess being a genius doesn't always mean you're so smart!' she thought.

And she was right.

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A/N: It's getting harder and harder for me to update. First is because I keep getting ideas for new stories, so it's hard for me to stay with just one or two. Second is that I'm starting a new school year, and I have a Creative Writing class! (Yay!) So I'll be writing stories all the time, just not fan fiction. And third, I'm running out of ideas for this story. I do have the conclusion in mind, though.