Yo, it's me again back with another tale of a pair I don't think of until last night so sit back and enjoy the mess that comes out of my head. I don't own any of these characters
Hello my name is princess morbucks and I have learned a hard lesson in life and that's is money can't buy you everything. Friends, approval, and love are only a few things that money could never truly buy. I wish I learned that 2 years ago when we had the money to pretend it could. Maybe then we wouldn't be in this fucking place now and the ass-end of nowhere of Townsville. In a small gross apartment where drug dealers and addict live gunshots almost every night yelling from the dumbass neighbors and if not them then my father is doing it plenty. He always likes reminding me of how "if I don't waste so much money on all those stupid fucking schemes to become a Powerpuff girl we wouldn't be in this mess". I made the mistake of letting him know that even with all the power suits and cash I blow it was nothing to all the money he spent on all he's mistresses and businesses that failed almost the instant they begin and if he doesn't trust that snake of a business partner of his we wouldn't be in this mess. That day I met the worth end of his fist and now it's almost like he has an addiction to it.
" Beep Beep Beep" ah god damn alarm clock I would have trashed it if I didn't need it, I get up and stretch in the bed and getting some bones to pop back into place. "ow" I mutter as I feel a spike of pain on my left side. It's too dark in my room and the lights didn't work anyway with a bit of effort and some pain I get up form the bed and make my way to the bathroom out in the hallway. I make it to the bathroom and close the door then turn on the light and look in the dirty mirror to see the damage to my side. My left side is a deep shade of purple and I also have some spots on my right too. With a sigh, I drop my shite and look up to my face and like always I hate what looks back at me. Gone is my well maintain hair that looked like an afternoon sunset when it catches the light just right now a greasy tattered mess that looks like it should be on the end of a dirty mop instead of my head. Flawless skin without a single blemish aside from my freckles is pale, dry, and cracked with eyes that ones looked forward with the belief that nothing could get in there way now hollow with dark circles under them that don't know what today holds let alone the future. All in all, I will say I look and feel like total and complete shit this day.
With another sigh, I turn on the water and splash some in my face to wake myself up and walk back to my room. I change out of my sleepwear and into my daywear which is just the same thing I wore in kindergarten of a yellow sweater and white shirt underneath, a purple skirt with white tights and purple shoes. After I'm dressed I set to doing my hair with is brushing the knots out of my hair and tying it in two puffballs. Ones I'm done I go to see if there is anything to eat before school. I check the fridge to see what's left and I see three items a half-done jar of pickles, a jar of bad mayo and something in a dirty container I go to pick it up but it starts moving so I pull back and close the door I'll just leave that for dad. With nothing to eat, I check the clock on the stove to see I got an hour left so I grab my bag I left on the table and head off to school.