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Careful Blues

Overshadowed by his envy, Mojo rejected the Professor's pleas. Professor's wavering voice, pushing through his own sobs, begged for Mojo to reconsider. Mojo scoffed on the other line as he bluntly repeated his response. There would never be enough persuasion from the Professor to change the monkey's mind. He refused.

"Please, Mojo!"

Mojo stretched on the other end, giving no care to the catastrophic voice on the other line, "No."

"Mojo, you are my only hope... I know you aren't this evil, I know you know that, you just need to give this more thought! Please!"

Through the course of many years, Mojo would never think twice that the evil to his personality was anything but an illusion. The Professor was ludicrous for believing otherwise.

Mojo poured himself a glass of milk, "Professor, do you really think I would spend almost the entirety of my life dedicated to defeating our creations if I wasn't truly evil?"

"I just—I just know!" Professor Utonium's disturbing, snotty sobs were heard after his cries.

Mojo took a sip of his creamy drink, "The only thing you know is that you are the cause of my objection. If only you hadn't accepted those females over me, then I would have agreed."

"Chose the—"

"But even then, I hate you! You worthless man! Don't call back! I am not in the mood to be disturbed by your idiotic pleas!"

"Mojo, please!" Professor dropped the phone the moment he heard the dial tone.

In the image on the flat screen, the devil snickered at the broken scientist. He had attempted to gain an ally to defeat him! And the best ally the scientist could find was the primitive inventor.

"Mojo side with the Powerpuffs to defeat me? Preposterous!" the home shook with his cackling, "The only way that baboon would ever defeat me is if he envisioned me as a banana! Then his true ape character would surface!"

On another monitor, the inside of Mojo's dome appeared. He was sipping his milk as if he was brought up with etiquette. HIM scoffed, eying the changing expression on Mojo's face. His eyes drooped, his forehead hardened, and his milk shook as he fought with himself internally. HIM continued to watch the monkey battle with his inner thoughts.

He brushed a hand upon the phone, "Father...,"

HIM spat, "He wouldn't dare."

A faint, pained feeling had reached his cold heart. And it was determined to shake his evil mind. Mojo lifted the phone from its stand, dialing a number rapidly. It rang for far too long and Mojo prepared to slam the phone down until someone answered.

Mojo cut to the chase, "Princess, you will do as I say or I will blast your house with your precious papa inside!"

"Mojo? You're joking! Calling to threaten my wonderful father? Have you forgotten that I, too, won't hesitate in blasting your home!" Princess exploded into laughter.

Mojo sneered, "I wouldn't be threatening death upon your father unless I already sorted everything out, trust me, if you deny this order then I will make to it that he will be blasted the very second you hang up!"

Princess gasped, her voice caught in her throat.

"Now listen, you spoiled female! You will purchase me the very finest assembly of nuclear weapons and have them delivered to me before the day is over." Mojo tore the phone from his ear, only mouth pressed against the plastic, "And I know this won't be a problem for you."

Her voice returned, "And just why would you need nuclear weapons, you unwanted pet!"

Mojo had already ended their phone call. Princess threw the phone, sending it flying across the room. She released a shout of fury. Her butler burst into the room. Worry spread on his face, he shook as he approached the youngest Morbucks.

"Princess, darling—"

"Shut it!" Princess ruffled her fiery afro, "Phone daddy and tell him to stay at work. I've got business to handle."

Princess is now a part of this? Is there a reason Mojo didn't give any more detail regarding his request?

And lastly, just how will our fiery, spoiled Princess react knowing she is helping the Powerpuff Girls?... Or is she?