DISCLAIMER
No, I don't own Powerpuff Girls, or profit from it. ¬.¬
Also, this story was NOT written by me. It was written by Channel13.
I don't think I'm strong enough to stomach writing something like this.
This is on my account because his won't swallow it. /
Okay?
On with the story thing.
It was written by a Whatever happened, I couldn't tell you.All I know is that I woke up with three lumps beside myself, and I was wearing a black skirt and top.The room was pink, and stuffed animals abound.My head was pounding from my latest chugging of root beer, and the lights from the circular windows only made it worse.Before I was about to pull off the covers, a loud voice rang out of an older man.
"Girls! The mayor is on the Hotline!"
The covers flew off and three colored trails were all that was left
behind, along with me and a messy bed. Then I noticed it. Everything
was only 2D. My hand was thin as paper, along with everything else. I
shook my head. Was I still drunk from the root beer?
With
a bang, the door flew open and a tall man, with a square head and white
lab-coat burst in, his face looked like he was in a frenzy about
something.
"Listen, square head I didn't do anything to your daught- "
" No time to talk Burp!"
" Er... The name is Seth, not Burp."
" Don't be silly Burp!"
" I'm not."
" Oh! We dont have the time! The mayor says somebody stole his pickles, which he was in no way using it as something children shouldn't know about! Don't be mess around! We don't have the time Burp! "
" Listen, go get wasted some time. May loosen you up."
No! Go now otherwise I'll post pictures of you on the internet in a dress!"
" Okay okay! I'm going."
" Good Girl! "
" Shut the hell up."