Chapter 2 The Mayor's (?) Decision
The city of Townsville… is business as usual. Sedusa is robbing the bank. And guess who's coming after her?
"Stop her!" Buttercup yelled and sped away.
"Yeah, like what else should we do?" Bubbles followed.
"I think that was my line." Blossom mused while matching Bubbles' speed.
"Which one?"
"The first one. I always give the command. Leader?"
"Well, whatever you say Blossom. But seriously, we shouldn't keep following what the posters are saying about us."
"Why's that?"
"Look." The two stopped in front of a big billboard. "You're always the smart, leader girl. Buttercup is the cool, fighter girl. I'm just the cute, clueless girl." She sniffled.
"Ok, stop. Let's look for Sedusa for now, and we'll talk later, ok?"
"Ok," Bubbles sniffled.
Sedusa ran through a narrow path between buildings. She could hear the whiff of Buttercup's flight. Suddenly she was pulled into a corner, or rather another dimension.
"Well, as usual. Robbing banks for money, spend it on designer clothes, trips around the world, then what?"
"You don't have interest in that." Sedusa grumbled, hugging the money bag closer. "What do you want, Him?"
"Is there anything wrong with concern for a girlfriend?"
"Isn't a boyfriend what you're looking for?" Sedusa managed to smile knowingly.
"SHUT UP!" Him's voice raised. "Anyway… What's you're life going to be? Just a cycle, robbing, spending and running?"
"At least I have boyfriend. You know, from that gang? I think you found the guy with the stupid retro hair really cute once."
"Shut UP! You're pushing it!"
"Just cut to it Him, I'm not Blossom."
"Yes, but you were a lot like another redhead once. Nearly just as perfect, until the last moment."
Sedusa glowered. "What the hell do you mean?"
"Why waste all this talent in a tiresome cycle? Make a goal Sedusa. What do YOU really want?"
"She's gone." Buttercup scratched her head.
"We're sorry we missed it." Bubbles quickly said. She knew Buttercup gets angry easily.
"It's OK, I'm tired anyway," said Buttercup, very much to her sisters' surprise. "In fact, I'm sick and tired of having to do this every, single, day!
"Well, we all are. C'mon, we've been through this before! Let's get back to Ms. Bellum."
"You cannot bring that pageant up again!" Ms. Bellum was trying so hard not to raise her voice.
"Why not?" The Mayor off-handedly grinned. "It can raise funds, people enjoy and we find a model citizen!"
"But we already have model citizens."
"Really?"
"The Powerpuff Girls?"
"Oh right!" The Mayor stared for a while at the billboard just in front of his window. "They even have a theme song."
Ms. Bellum sighed in relief.
"But, we need model citizens that can show even if they're average, they can be good models!" A new voice joined the conversation.
"Right!" The Mayor perked up. "and you are?"
"I'm S—Sofia!" The woman quickly recovered and shook hands with the Mayor. "I'm an event organizer from another town. I called on the phone?"
"OH yes! Ms. Bellum, This is Sofia, she's going to organize the pageant."
"But we haven't decided already!"
"We'll call a town meeting of all the respectable citizens!"
The city of Townsville Downtown City Hall
"I don't believe this." Ms. Bellum grumbled beside Ms. Keane.
"Me neither. I thought all this frenzy was over!"
Professor sat with the girls. "Now please behave while it's going on!"
A golden throne was heavily dumped beside him, and a big man in a white tuxedo sat on it.
"Oh, hello there."
The man just grunted.
"Great, Princess is beside us," Bubbles muttered.
"Ahem." The Mayor began. "This meeting is called for the program of the foundation day. Ok uh, well. Uh…" He looked to Ms. Bellum for help.
Ms. Bellum crossed her long legs and we'll just imagine her raising an eyebrow.
The Mayor's legs shook. What was he going to say! All that was entering his mind was just pickles! Oh what a comfort it would be to get home to Mrs. Mayor and crunch on pickled pickle chips!
Sofia then stepped in.
"What the Mayor is proposing is that, in honor of Townsville's celebration, we should organize a search for a model citizen!"
"That could be me!" Everyone heard Professor's loud exclamation.
Buttercup covered her face. "Here we go."
"However," The woman continued. "It will be in the form of a pageant search, so look for that perfect little girl!"
"AW!" Blossom tried not to wince at the Professors open reaction.
"Why only girls?" Ms. Keane spoke up. "Even a boy can be a model citizen!"
"Yeah!" said all the mothers of sons.
"Well, we'll have search for them too, and whoever wins in Little Miss Townsville will be in posters with him. But, it will be by secret voting. All in favor say OK!"
"OK!" said all the mothers of sons.
"Better?"
"Mm-hmm." Ms. Keane sat down again, feeling defeated.
"But why do the girls have pageant show? Why not the boys?" Professor asked in his seat.
"My dear, do you hear yourself? Anyway we need to raise money, and a pageant for girls will bring everyone in! Right Mr. Morebucks?"
He grunted positively.
"And what's more, if they can have the chance to be in Little Miss USA, or other great pageants, it can put Townsville on the map!"
"We're not on the map?" Bubbles asked loudly.
"No honey, try it." Sofia said condescendingly. "Now all in favor of pageant say OK!"
"OK!" Said everybody except Ms. Keane and Ms. Bellum who stood up and left.