Fitz says, "If you folks want, you could check out some of those plantation houses. They're really beautiful and makes ya feel like you're in Gone With the Wind."
"Ooh, yes, please, friend." the group replies happily.
With that, everyone followed Fitz down the bayou and towards the beautiful everglades to see a couple of plantation houses. "These houses were first built in 1921." the alligator notes.
Mojo gave a soft whistle and said, "Very nice. Beautiful and grand." Rebecca's eyes sparkle as she gazes at the lovely ambiance. She said, "It sorta makes you feel like you're actually in Tara."
Deanna looked at the crystal chandelier from above and said, "This place is so incredible. Kinda reminds me of Grandpa's house a bit, but this is huge!"
"Wow," Ace says with awe, tipping his sunglasses down slightly. "Mighty sweet setup."
The group then make their way down the hall to explore the other rooms. The puppies and cats sniffed around, then they found the kitchen with Billy. "Ooh, fancy!" Billy notes excitedly.
Mojo looked at a giant living room and found a beautiful piano, then he sat down and played a few keys to Think of Me from The Phantom of the Opera. Rebecca heard the music from upstairs and walked downstairs as she hummed along.
As she follows the lovely tune, she presently enters the living room to find Mojo playing. Rebecca begins swaying gently to the music and gives a wistful sigh. "You play beautifully, my sweet." Mojo smiles and blushes deeply as his heart skips a beat. "Thank you, my sweet, you're very kind." He got up and held Rebecca's hands, then kissed the back of them gently. Mojo said, "Care to take a look at the veranda, Rebecca?" The girl beams happily. "Yes, please, my love."
The two gently take each other's hands as they traipse outside to the veranda. Rebecca and Mojo smile and sigh wistfully as a calm breeze rustles through the blossoming tree tops and the sun gently beams down on their faces. Rebecca sighed, "Everything looks so beautiful and peaceful here."
"Indeed." Mojo breathes held Rebecca close and looked at one of the blossoms from the trees. He pointed out to a bud, "That little bud over there's late, but I bet that when it blooms it'll be the most beautiful of all." Rebecca gazes at the small bud with dreamy eyes as she gently wraps her arm around her boyfriend's shoulder.
While everyone is enjoying themselves, the two felons spying from before kept themselves hidden in the bushes and were watching. "We'll have to distract those meddlers long enough to get that little girl," the woman muses. "The only question is, how?"
The man said, "We could maybe go as ghosts. This place has been empty for a long time, so that would be a good way to have some fun and give a scare.""Ooh, excellent idea, my dear." the woman says schemingly as she quickly spies several white sheets hanging from a clothesline nearby.
As Arturo, Billy, and Grubber traipse down the hallway, they suddenly hear a loud wailing. "OOOOH-WHOOOOO!" Scared, the three quickly huddle together, shuddering audibly. "Wha-wha-what was dat?" Billy stammers. "I-I-I-don't know..." Arturo replies. "Thbbht." Grubber razzes fearfully.
Upon hearing footsteps approaching them, the three whip around to see a pair of white sheet clad figures moving toward them. "Get out! Get ouuuut!" the figures wail. "AUUGH! GHOSTS!" the three scream as they quickly take to their heels and dash out the back door, into the swamp. "Heh, heh," the two scoundrels snicker. "That takes care of them, now for the others."
Penny, her father, and her two pets are traipsing down the hallway, with Rebecca, Mojo, and their little friends following closely behind, when suddenly, they begin to hear wails of, "Get out! Get ouuuuut!" and quickly turn to see the two sheet-clad figures trudging up to them. "AAAAAAHHHH! GHOSTS!" they cry, upon which they begin running away. Unfortunately, Penny doesn't get far before one of the figures reaches out an arm and grabs her. "Aha! Gotcha!" the woman says as she and her associate quickly whip their disguises off.
"Penny!" Mr. Wilson cries.
"Ha, ha, ha," the woman laughs nastily. "Your daughter has a little job to do for us. Farewell, my friends." She and her associate then leave. "Daddy! Daddy! Save me!" Penny cries fearfully.
"Oh, Penny..." Mr. Wilson drops to his knees as he buries his face in his hands, sobbing. Rufus and Lily mew sadly. An angry glare crosses Mojo's face. "Those two...what are they up to?"
Rebecca gently places a consoling hand on the sorrowing Mr. Wilson's shoulder. "There, there, sir, please don't cry. We'll save Penny and bring those villains to justice." Mr. Wilson smiles as Rebecca takes a small silk handkerchief from her pocket and gently dabs his tears away.
At this moment, the professor and the Powerpuffs hurry into the room with worried looks on their faces. "Guys, guys, is everything all right?" Buttercup inquires. Mojo's worried eyes meet hers. "Penny has just been kidnapped, captured, and apprehended by two crooks." The group gasp in horror. "Oh no!" Bubbles says.
Just then, the group hear more footsteps and look up to see Deanna and Ace, followed closely behind by April, Snake, and Fitz. "Guys, guys," Ace calls. "We got trouble!"
"Yeah, Penny's been kidnapped!" Rebecca replies.
"But it's even worssssse," Snake notes. "Arturo, Billy and Grubber are missssssing!"
"We've looked everywhere for them." adds a very concerned April.
The group exchange worried looks. "Ooh no," Bubbles despairs. "Now EVERYONE'S missing!"
A determined look crosses Mojo's face. "Please don't fear, friends. We shall search for, locate, and seek our missing friends and give these scoundrels what they deserve!"
"But where could they be?" notes a concerned Blossom. At this moment, the puppies begin sniffing at the ground and give two sharp barks.
Everyone got towards the puppies, then Rebecca asks, "What is it, babies? Did you two find something?" Roxi points her little paw toward a long trail of footprints leading out the front door, toward the swamp. Rebecca gently pets the little ones' ears. "Good work, girls." Upon this, the group quickly set off down the trail.