Powerpuff Girls-All Grown Up
Disclaimer
I don't own the Powerpuff girls, or any of the other characters in this chapter…………all rights to whoever owns it.
Authors Note
My first chapter in this installment, I hope you like it. Although in the actual T.V series they're only in kindergarten you can already tell they have 3 very different personalities.
From the tomboyish to academic and in Bubbles case, super-girly.
The Powerpuff girls are now 14 and in year 9, they will encounter many teenage and sibling issues, in this story of self realization.
Chapter 1- a broken relationship
"Hurry up Buttercup or you're going to be late for school", yelled Professor Utonium.
"I'll be there in a sec- Dragonball Z is nearly finished, I just gotta see the fusion between Vegeta and Goku,"
"Come down this instance or-or-or……… heavens knows what I'll do Buttercup! Lately you've been stretching my patience beyond its boundary."
"Alright Proff, take a chill pill……l I'm coming," sighed Buttercup
"Chill pill? Buttercup, what have I told you about taking drugs? They're not good" wailed Professor Utonium
Some people just don't give up, though Buttercup.
She turned back to her, T.V, and to her dismay saw that Dragonball Z had just finished.
"Thank god I tapped it" Buttercup said more to herself than anything.
She grabbed her favorite Niké cap and sweat bands, put on her beloved (but slightly smelly) Addidas sneakers. Threw her half-vandalized school books and unfinished homework into her worn out Dragonball Z duffle bag, slung it over her shoulder and flew down stairs to join her agitated sister at the door.
"Like, Oh my God, Buttercup can't you be more female or something like that? You're ruining my reputation……aghhh… ESPECIALLY with that gross Dregen-mall s bag… or whatever you call that foul thing," cried Bubbles.
Buttercup rolled her eyes, she was sick and tired of Bubbles, and she was getting on her last nerves.
She detested the person Bubbles had become. She really missed her loving, emotional, caring sister. Of course she would never admit it, but sometimes after having…another…fight with Bubbles she'd lock herself in the room, she now ONLY shared with Blossom and cry herself to sleep, wishing,…no hoping that her sister would comeback.
Today Bubbles was sporting one of her many designer outfits. This ensemble included; ridiculously short-shorts, a Gucci bag that could hardly fit anything in it anyway and, light blue (perfectly) manicured nails.
Sometimes Buttercup felt like throttling her. Bubbles even refused to help Blossom and her fight crime and bring justice to the citizens of Townsville; in fear of ruining her hair.
If it wasn't for the fact that Blossom had just made her presence noticeable, Buttercup would've punched Bubbles in the face.
Buttercup turned to Blossom and couldn't help but grin, because her head was barely visible behind the enormous pile of books she was holding.
"Why don't you put them in your bag" suggested the professor.
"My backpack is already full to maximum capacity" retorted Blossom.
As if to prove this, Blossoms backpack ripped open, spilling its contents onto the floor.
"Here let me help you" offered Buttercup, and bent down and started picking up Blossoms books.
Whilst all this time Bubbles had decided to get her very expensive mobile phone out, and add to the bill.
That was chapter one, I hope you liked it, or if you have any ideas or queries,
Feel free to review before you read the next chapter.
TBC
