For those of you who are wondering when the girls are going to change back. That is for me to know, and you to find out.

How are the girls going to change back? Only I know the answer to that one. ;)

-10:30 p.m. The Professors' Apartment-

-Professor P.O.V.

I was watching television with my pipe ready to smoke. Everything was perfect. No 18 year old girls fighting about something stupid like what's 'hot' and what's not. Or teenage drama. This was the way he liked life, stress free. He turned on the television and listened to the news.

Annoying broadcast woman: "Hello Townsville citizens and welcome to another wonderful show of wonderful happiness and joy!" A blond haired green eyed woman announced from the television. She turned to her male partner.

Annoying broadcast man: "Yes, but I'm afraid we have some un-happy go lucky news, It seems like the Power Puff Girls have turned to the dark side." "To make matters worse it seems they have been turned into little people." The brunet male said.

Annoying broadcast female: "I know right! I heard, from absolutely trust worthy sources (gossipers) that they teamed up with the notorious Rowdy Ruff Boys." "What will become of the town without our super heroes, we're all screwed John."

John: Panic is not advised Patty.

Patty: But it is recommended.

I turned off the television. I was furious, I had created those girls to protect this place, not make it worse. Now they've gone and made themselves 'little people', I leave them alone for a few years and they go and rob a bank with some 'rowdy dumb boys' or whatever. What are they a new boy band or something? What a ridiculous name, what's next? Pigs flying? Talking animals? I rose from my arm chair and picked up my pipe. I'm going to stop by at the girl's apartment to see what's going on with them. If I don't find them there I'm going to find those boys and get my daughters back. How did they end up being little kids anyways? Magic? Who knows.

-10:45 Jojo apartment-

-Brick-

"Alright guys, that was freaking awesome!" I gave my brothers a high five. The girls all jumped up and down with joy. "We had done it." I decided to go and buy everyone some pizza, since we just had some new cash to blow. We all took it home and rejoiced in our success. I could still remember it like it had just occurred moments ago.

-2 hours ago-

Flashback

''Alright girls come in in 3, 2, 1!" I ordered. Then out of the blue three six year old girls busted through the door. Not what I was expecting for an entrance, but I like the sense of destruction. Makes the place a lot more comfy.

"Put you hands up!" Bubbles began. One of the customers started laughing. Buttercup turned her gun towards her.

"You think I'm playing?" Buttercup inquired. She shot a bullet right next to the persons ear. The customer shuddered.

"Wait a sec gwuys I nweed to peewee." Bubbles said as she rushed to the bathroom. I slapped my face.

"Guys I told you to use the bathroom at the gas station." I told the girls, but Bubbles was long gone, and it was up to Buttercup and Blossom to take care of the rest of the customers. "Blossom if anyone gets up, kill them."

"B-but …" Blossom started.

"Blossom I'm dead serious." I told her. She nodded and held her pistol with as much confidence that a six year old girl could have. Boomer had the cameras all shot down; he stole some Hot Cheetos for the road, while Butch had the stack of cash. Everything was going as planned, until we realized we had forgotten Bubbles. By the time we returned to the store, one of the customers had called the cops. We ran to the bathroom to grab Bubbles, and she was washing her hands.

"Bubbles let's go!" Boomer ordered. She shook her head.

"My hands are still wet." She raised her hands high enough for everyone to see.

"Air drie them." Boomer carried her on his back. We were heading for the exit but soon found ourselves trapped. The police was already on their way. My first thought was 'we are so screwed'. The hostages started standing up and going back to buying their necessaries as if nothing had happened. An overweight cop came and cuffed us all. Bubbles started crying and yelling. Buttercup tried kicking and punching, and Blossom had some sort of delayed reaction to the whole thing. I just went with the flow, knowing full and well that we would get out one way or another.

"Wait, wait a second officer!" Some random girl came up to us. She looked strangely familiar.

"I know these guys, that one is Brick, that's Butch and then theirs that guy." She said as she pointed towards Boomer. "What's your name again?" She snapped her fingers in what looked like deep thought. "Oh yea Tooter or whatever." The officer just stared at her and back at us. The girls went silent.

"Who do you think you are Hanna Montana or something?" The cop asked. She placed her hands on her hips and nodded. He just started laughing.

"Hanna Montana is a blonde." He informed her.

"I thought she was brunet?" Bubbles asked.

"No that Miley." Blossom corrected.

"But isn't she the same person?" Bubbles wondered.

"That just it, you never no." Blossom said with a wonder in her voice.

"Alright alright stop with the stupidity, do you kids take me for an idiot?" The cop asked. We all looked at each other then looked back at him. His face turned really red, like a tomato or something. The girls started laughing.

"You look like bunny poop mixed with red paint!" Buttercup said.

"No he more likes Strawberry Ice-cream." Bubbles said. I started laughing. Then he looked back at me with a frown.

"You right there, come here." I approached him and he handed me a pen. I was seriously confused, what did he want me to sign his man boobs or something? For real, it's cool on girls, but not on fat sweaty old people. He leaned closer to my face and for a second I thought he was trying to rape me, but instead he whispered in my ear.

"Hey man between you and me my daughter is a huge fan of yours she would really appreciate your autograph." He whispered as he handed me a note pad.

"What's in it for me?" I asked him. He thought about it for a bit then agreed on letting me and everyone else go. "Even the Hanna Montana poser?" I persisted. He nodded.

"Yes even little miss liar here." "I'll just say you guys were mentally restarted and didn't know the difference between GameStop and a gas station." I didn't appreciate being taken as an idiot, but it was better than going to jail. So we shook hands on it. I walked back to everyone else and told them we were all ready to go.

End of Flashback

-11:15 p.m. Jojo Apartment-

"So your name is Betty?" Butch said as he took a bite of pizza.

"Dude eat with your mouth closed." Boomer said as he covered his face.

"What a pussy." He continued eating and talking. Boomer sighed.

"Yes I'm Betty." She nodded. I looked her up and down. She looked like a tree hugger. With her green shorts and green t-shirt, with a huge leaf on it.

"Is that an actual leaf on your shirt?" I asked her. She nodded. What a weirdo. The only reason why I'm helping her out is because she helped us out. I still don't know why she did though. "So did you help us out because you felt like being a hero or what, I mean what's the deal with that?"

"I know what happened to your girlfriends." She said, turning serious all of sudden. The room sort of had that creepy paranormal vibe. "It's Abracadaver isn't it, that undead bastard changed them into midgets didn't he?

"Um there not..."

"I know their probably like heart broken, not able to do the things they normally did, now that their short and deformed."

"Well actually." Butch tried to explain.

"It's fine guys I like totally understand." She shook her hand swiftly in our faces.

"I like know how to help y'all." She said in a whisper, turning serious all of a sudden.

"And how the Hell do you know all of this?" "Are you a some kind of stalker?" I asked her. Making sure to look as cool as ice, while chewing my gum with my red hat backwards.

"Would you like stop smacking that gum in my face?" She asked.

"That doesn't answer my question." I said as I smacked my gum in her face. Just to piss her off.

"For your information mister gangster wannabe I'm like the girl that ruined Abracadaver." She said with pride.

"You say it like it's an honor or something." Boomer pointed out.

"Well that idiot was a phony and he like made my teddy disappear, something as stupid as him had to be stopped."

"He's still around idiot." Butch countered.

"That's why I'm here, like I totally heard about the girls on the news in New York so I took a plane and flew here to Townsville to meet you guys and like help you out duh!"

"Whoa calm down, geez and what's up with you and the word 'like'." I asked her.

"Like what do you mean?" She looked at me with a frown.

"Are you doing this on purpose, because this is a huge waste of my time, and I seriously don't want to stay up talking about your oh-so complicated life miss water ever your name is." I warned her.

"Fine fine relax man, I was like so going to get to that part at some point, and you don't need to be like such a freaking dick about it." "And would you stop smacking that gum in my face!" She insisted.

"Sorry can't hear you, what was that, you're wasting my time again."

"Would you two tone down on the flirting the girls are still asleep." Boomer reminded us.

"We are not flirting!" I said.

"EW, I would never consider that weirdo, he's eyes are blood red, that is so last semester!"

-Wahhaa ahhaa! -

"See what you guys do!" Butch said. "Now there awake."

"Hey shut up yelling isn't going to fix the situation." Boomer said in an attempt to calm everything down." You guys stay here I'll take care of them."

"Don't need to tell me twice." I said as I placed my hands behind my back.

"So what were we like talking about again?" Betty asked.

"Hum I don't know how annoying you are I think?" I said.

"I don't give an F-U-C-K redhead weirdo." She glared at me.

"Oh yea then why did you reply?"

"Because I was being polite."

"Yea right, you suck at lying."

"You're a poser." She poked my chest.

"There you guys go again fighting like your married." Butch sighed as he placed his elbows on the table and allowed his hands to support him.

"SHUT UP!" We said simultaneously.

"Make me!" He taunted me.

"You don't want to go there Butch, you know I'm going to win." I said as I cracked my knuckles. He glared at me with confidence. This was going to be fun. But I probably shouldn't be fighting in here. I could kill Betty or something, oh well…

"Guys please stop it." Boomer said as he came down the stairs with three girls hanging on him like a monkeys.

"Oh come on you can't beat me." Butch said.

"Guys I was talking you not the girls." Boomer pointed out towards Butch and I.

"So?" I said.

"So can you help me out?"

"With what?" I was acting stupid.

"Fine be assholes, at least I know Betty will help me out." He grabbed her arm and dragged her upstairs.

"Forget them." I shrugged. I was just about to launch at Butch, my anger was boiling and he was going down. And I'm not talking downtown I'm talking 15 feet underground….you know that sounded much cooler in my head.

-"AAAAAHHHH MY HEAD!"-

"Dammit what now!"

There not back yet, but they will soon. Also sorry that I haven't been updating lately been crazy busy.