HIM sat on his fluffy flamingo-pink couch in his alien dimension of swirling pieces of earth and TV screens. He turned on his main TV, to survey the citizens of the city.
"After that little incident with the mayor," he said, "I wonder what those other silly little mortals think of me?" HIM first turned the "channel" to the Powerpuff Girls, from a time when they had the demon on their minds.
"Ugh. Why can't that lame lobster-demon-thing be satisfied with bein' the ultimate evil?" asked Buttercup.
HIM's eyes widened. He switched the channel to Professor Utonium.
"Now, HIM is a fascinating object of study. As a man of science, I will not resort to using the supernatural to describe his appearance and abilities so I propose that he is a form of mutated lobster—"
HIM growled and involuntarily levitated. "How dare they!" he yelled. "I'll teach them to disrespect me!"
The Powerpuff girls were in the middle of playing cops and robbers, er, heroines and robots, when their hotline started beeping.
"I'll get it!" said Blossom. She picked up. "Yes mayor? Ms. Bellum's gone? Are you sure she's not just on vacation time you gave her, again? Sure your sure? Okay, we'll be right right there!"
The girls blasted off to City Hall and sped through the halls. They flung open the doors to the mayor's office.
"Girls! You've got to help me! I can't find Ms. Bellum anywhere!" The mayor broke down and sobbed.
"Didja run into any supervillains recently?" asked Buttercup.
"Well, come to think of it, there was that guy. You know, the uh, y'know, pink..."
"Fuzzy?" asked Bubbles.
The mayor shook his head. "No, the lobster-man! That one!"
The girls gasped. "HIM!"
Suddenly, all four of them felt chills go up their spines, and they saw a glowing, swirling pink smoke appear in the middle of the room, between the Powerpuff Girls and the mayor's desk. HIM slowly materialized from it, and after his stilettos touched the floor, he gestured theatrically to all present.
"I'm afraid I've whisked the mayor's lovely secretary away for a bit of karmic punishment, although I hate to hurt a lady with such good fashion sense." HIM frowned.
"What're you going to do to our buxom female role-model?" yelled Blossom.
"Oh, after hearing so much about lobsters," he said, growling on the last word, "I decided to prove that I'm not a lobster by having a little dinner party. I have the butter and those cute little lobster forks all set!"
The Powerpuff Girls shared a look, wondering what that could possibly have to with Ms. Bellum. Then all three had a startling revelation.
"Don't tell us that sh-she's..." Bubbles wouldn't dare complete the thought.
"That's right!" HIM yelled. "She's on the menu!" He cackled and spun around, disappearing into his dimension, but not before an enraged mayor chucked a pickle at him.
Blossom turned to her sisters. "All right, girls, we're going to search all throughout the city to find an entrance to his la—"
"Wait!" yelled Bubbles. She pointed to the mayor, who was hanging onto some invisible object by his mouth. The Powerpuff Girls flew over to him, and saw half a pickle sticking out of the air!
Buttercup yanked the mayor off the pickle, which was no easy task.
"I think we've found a way into HIM's dimension!" Blossom grinned. "Let's go get the Professor!"