The Purple Cloth

by KokoroWorlds

The Professor knows quite a bit about his girls, and has few regrets. He's raised them well, giving them love and attention. But even he realizes that they're hiding something big. Two years after the incident, he finally has what he needs to set things right. First written posted fic, rather than a comic. I do hope you enjoy, leave reviews. T rated due to Butch attempts to swear.

1. Prologue: The Purple Cloth

Prologue: The Purple Cloth

The Professor was a smart man. Sure, not the best at reading dating cues, or flirting, or anything to do with women. But he was smart. And he knew his girls, the only humans- er, super humans, that he could read like a book. He trusted his girls, he created them after all, and raised them. They each had their own little slip ups, Buttercup more so than the other two. The past two years had been eventful, and he knew of nearly everything his daughters had done.

However, there was one thing that eluded him.

And that was the purple cloth.

Two years ago on May 26, the Professor left for a convention.

Later that day he returned in a panic to find his girls injured, sitting in their room staring blankly at a scrap of cloth.

A purple, burnt, torn scrap of cloth.