Hope you like it, today is Saturday so I tried to make it longer. Tried. This part is more sad and evil, but it'll turn into a happy story. And I didn't forget Prom! Okay, well Enjoy!

I don't own anything but my imagination.

Warning; A Lot Of Cussing.

Enjoy!

Blossom's POV

I ignored the Professor all week, so did my sisters and the boys. It looked like Brick and Boomer didn't have a pleasant conversation with the Professor. The Professor sent death glares at the boys and sent me and my sisters a hint of sadness. He was trying to kiss up to me. "Nope! To bad you old son of a bitch!" I thought to myself.

My sisters and I started talking to Him. He wore a totally different outfit that before. This time it was pretty cute. It was a black dress made out of silk and white high heels. The dress went up to his knees. He has a different hair style, too. He wore it braded to the side and his bangs were covering his face.

I remember the morning that I awoke after that night…

I awoke in my room. I only remembered sleeping in BC's room. Someone must've carried me. I sat up reflecting on what had happened last night. I started crying as the Professor's words started seeping into my mind. "I knew you guys were a fucking mistake!" I cried even more. "Why didn't you guys turn out fucking normal? So I can have a normal life! But no! I did make you guys as an accident and I never cared about you!" I started sobbing silently. I thought he loved us. What were all those times he had with us? Were they just nothing? All those family fun picnics? All those amusement parks? Was it because he wanted the fame and glory?

I felt a warm hand on my arm. "Dear, I'm so sorry. I never knew this side of the Professor. Even when I was evil." Him's voice came from my left. I look up at him and see him. "I know you didn't." I say with a disappearing voice. I knew he heard my loud and clear. Ever since Him made contact with us, He's been like a therapist or a counselor. I wipe my tears away from my face.

"Your sisters are taking it hard, too. I don't like how this is going, honey." He acted like my mother sometimes, and it warmed my heart. "I know they are. I don't know what I should do. What should I do, Him?" I look at Him thinking. Soon he gives me an answer.

"Well, if he really meant it, you should turn them in and find a new father. I bet the city - even the whole world - would give you money to go to school, have a nice home far away from here and civilization. Or you could keep living with him like it was just nothing, or just talk to him." Him looks at me and I think about the options he gave me. Of course I didn't have to choose them, but they were the smartest options - to me.

As if on cue, Bubbles and Buttercup came in my room and saw Him next to me. They quickly ran towards Him and hugged him tightly. They started to silently cry.

The boys came in after a while and saw Him for the first time in 10 years. It was awkward. They were staring at each other after Buttercup and Bubbles let go to sit next to me. All of the boys quickly hugged Him and looked at how he has change. "My son's!" Him almost shouted, but it was still loud.

"Girls!" The Professor yelled from downstairs. He must've heard Him's voice. We didn't answer. "Girls, answer me!" He shouted. We still ignored him. I whispered to Buttercup and Bubble's about moving away from here. They nodded in agreement, and so did the boys with their supper hearing.

I started hearing footsteps coming up the stairs. We all look at each other and nodded, and then looked at Him.

"Alright." Him said as we teleported away from the old suburban home.

Professor's POV

I walked up stairs getting aggravated that they were ignoring me. I knew what I did the other day was harsh, but it was the truth. "Girls!" I yell one more time half way up stairs. I growled in anger. "You stupid good for nothing-" I froze when I reached the room were it had the most commotion. Nothing. I ran towards Buttercup's room. It was completely empty. The Punching bag in the middle of the room had disappeared. So did the clothes and the cabinet. I ran towards Bubble's room. Everything was gone. I walked back into Blossom's room after looking in the boys' room. There was a white piece of paper on the sheet-less bed. I picked it up and read the short note written by Blossom. I could tell by her neat handwriting.

"Dear Professor, I want to let you know that we have left because of our amount of care left for you which is obviously nothing. You will not find us anymore. It will be like we totally disappeared from the face of the Earth. Don't even bother finding us because if you call the cops, they will identify you and will leave you helpless. Goodbye forever. - Blossom, Bubbles, Buttercup, Brick, Boomer, Butch, and Him. P.S. Have a Hell of a life without us, Bitch."

A tear started coming down my cheek. I did hate them, but now that they are gone, were will I get my money? Were will I get my fame and fortune? I will end up as nothing. I started to go downstairs, but then slipped and started tumbling downstairs. I lost my sight of everything halfway down, and came towards total darkness.

Red started coming into my sight. Flames were surrounding me and I was hearing a distant laugh. It was deep. "Well, well, well, the Professor has finally joined us!" Said a creature. I rub my eyes, looking up to find the Gang Green Gang, Princess Morbucks, the Booqie Man And Oppressor Plutonium. Oppressor Plutonium lifted me up, "I know, I hated my girls, too."

I was in Hell! He pulled out his hand wanting to shake mine. I quickly took it, and smirk, evil growing into me. I smile at my new family. This looked like this place was a better place for me. No wonder they caused evil and destruction.

I glare at the flames growing bigger.

"This is your new family." Said the Oppressor.

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Well, that's the end of the Professor. I'm trying to add the school in the story, so I decided that It was going to be more than 5 chapters. I think it will be longer. So were did Blossom, Her sisters and their counter parts go? I think I'll put on an other story later today, or early tomorrow. Well not that early… Mornings are evil. Lastly, do you have any questions? I will be putting the people's names who have been reviewing, thanking them. If I remember… I'll try.