I don't own WordGirl or the Powerpuff Girls.
As Buttercup was passing through the Ye Old Fancy Schmancy Jewelry Shop she discovered who was laughing. She burst through the door and saw Chuck-the-evil-sandwich-making-guy.
"Just fill this bag with your gold and you money or I'll spray you with this dressing," Check demanded.
"Not this suit," the pompous jewelry clerk said as he began to fill the bag with the jewelry and money.
"Stop right there sandwich man!" Buttercup yelled.
"Word—you're not WordGirl," Chuck said as he turned around.
"No I'm not," Buttercup said as she landed on the floor.
"Then who are you?" Chuck asked her.
"I'm Buttercup," she said proudly, "a powerpuff girl."
"Wow," Chuck said, "for a superhero you are quite tiny."
"What does that mean?" Buttercup asked him.
"Well I didn't expect to get stopped by someone so small."
Buttercup gave him a look and flew at him and full speed and gave him a punch on the nose.
"OW!" Chuck whined.
Buttercup grabbed a rare golden necklace.
"Not that!" the jewelry store clerk shouted.
Buttercup didn't listen and she tied Chuck up.
"I also didn't expect you to be so strong too," Chuck told her.
"Oh shut up before I take your teeth out," Buttercup threatened as she flew out of the store at full speed.
On cue, the police walked in the store and took Chuck to jail.