In Townsville's general hospital, regardless of all the recent accusations made earlier by Blossom against the boys just before they were exiled, the doctors and ward staff could not refuse to treat and work on the three Rowdyruffs after they were airlifted and rushed whilst still in a state on unconsciousness. Professor Utonium had originally and ironically been instructed by Brick to call the hospital for the girls, now it was said ruff and his brothers who needed it the most.

Though the girls were still checked up on, examined and bandaged up. And not long before their father arrived to reunite with them, filled with relief and joy that his girls were alright and back safely, despite all their injuries.

"Girls! Oh I'm so glad you're okay!" he kneeled down to hug them as they sat on some chairs in a clinic.

In turn his daughters were just as glad to see him, though they didn't smile and instead just let him embrace them. He could tell each of them were still very worried as none of them had a cheerful demeanor. And who would after what he heard happened to the boys. They all looked incredibly guilty, especially Blossom of most. Last night he was furious at her for what she did to the Rowdyruffs, right before being extremely worried about her and her sisters when they went missing. But now it was clear she had learned her lesson, and the three needed comfort.

The only other person who must've been taking it this hard was the boys mother, whom he heard refused to leave their side, apart from when they were being treated and she had no choice to. He could understand what she was going through, it was what he felt when his own girls were captured. It was not a pleasant experience for any parent to feel. He opted to stay with his daughters for a while longer, until they said it was okay for him to go and check on Wendy.

After the Professor had gone, the girls continued to sit in silence for a while longer. Though there was something the leader Powerpuff girl had to get off her chest. She obviously couldn't talk to the boys right now, but there was someone else she needed to apologise to. Turning to her blue sister, who was currently crying silently into her knees, Blossom struggled to find the words she wanted.

"Bubbles," she finally managed to get out, getting the blonde girl's attention. "I-, I, I know for the past few weeks I've been, ignoring you, and shunning you whenever you've asked for help." She didn't know quite how to put this apology. "And have been arguing with you and Buttercup a lot more often lately, as well as not listening to either of you, believing I was in the right all of the time."

Bubbles glanced her up and down. Blossom looked very sincere with her words.

"And I know now what I did to the boys was wrong, how I just assumed they were evil, not listening to any arguments they were making, or that you were making. Just treating you like noise, right before freezing you."

There was another pause. Blossom had tears in her eyes trying to get this out. Bubbles didn't say anything, she just stared at her sister.

"I, I've been a terrible leader. I accused three innocent boys of deception and all these other crimes, and chased them out of Townsville, when they were trying to actually save us. And all those things they must've gone through." The pink puff remembered watching the security footage of Brick crying over his unconscious brothers in the prison infirmary. "Is it really true? They were homeless at first, and were they trying to stay out of things?"

The blonde, after listening intently, replied "They were. I even brought food to them on some nights, but they got caught up in doing acts of good. I saw Boomer save a baby from a burning building myself, and it was genuine. I was there when they saved a mall from armed gunmen. They were all reluctant to do any of this, but I think that, once Mrs Innlost adopted them, they softened up, and they figured they could do a lot more good than harm with their powers."

Bubbles relaxed a little bit. "I think it was because they had been living in such a terrible condition, and realised that many people in Founders had it the same way. I know Brick Blossom, he does genuinely care for those citizens, and his family most of all. As do Boomer and Butch" Bubbles reminisced. "And they were so kind to me, even before they met Wendy. I drew with Boomer, Brick helped me with school work, Butch showed me martial arts. They even bought the arts and crafts set that I wanted for me, they were so wonderful."

Blossom wiped her face after her sister's speech. She admitted regretfully "I should've been doing that. Not that I don't like the boys looking after you, as a matter of fact I'm glad that they did, because I sure wasn't doing it." She sniffed again. "Oh Bubbles I was gonna ask you to forgive me, but I don't know how you can. I nearly got us three killed, and Mrs Innlost, all because I refused to listen." Tears began to form again.

Now this was Bubbles whom she was talking to. This blue girl, despite all the things her sister had done and being so angry at her before, could not hold a grudge against anyone. She accepted the Rowdyruffs when they had all that bad stuff in their past and after realising they were sincere, and now she was about to do the same. She embraced her pink sibling. "I forgive you Blossom. I couldn't hate you. No matter how hard I'd try. I still love you."

Blossom embraced her back, though both were still intensely worried about the boys' condition.

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Sunlight shone through the window in the small private room the boys were being kept in. The three of them had a bed each, hooked up to machinery monitoring their heartbeats. With their heads bandaged, the doctors worked as best they could to treat any damage the ruffs suffered to their skulls, and even they weren't sure of the outcome of this ordeal. With the three young heroes biology being so different in all, it was harder to diagnose them.

Their mother probably could've done it easily, but they needed serious medical attention instantly, and to be worked on. She stood there now, by the side of their beds looking down on them. One hand on the bed and the other holding the handkerchief to her eyes to stop the tears from falling. Her father chief Mccoy, who had been in the room previously, had offered to go down to get some more coffee for the both of them.

She always knew in the back of her mind that what she was doing was wrong. Letting her three new sons go out every night to face drug dealers and murderers. Them being late for school the morning after was always the least of her worries. And here's what it'd come to: them lying unconscious with severe head injuries, not knowing if they'll wake up. What if this happens again? With all the danger in Founders, it was possible. They may be indestructible 99% of the time, but that other 1% was just too much for her.

There was a knock at the door and it opened. Wendy expected it to be her father, but seeing Professor Utonium wasn't a big surprise either.

"Wendy? There you are. I thought I'd better check on you too after making sure the girls were alright." He stepped into the room and came up beside her, looking down as well, at the three boys that saved his daughters.

"I owe them so much after this. They came to me you know, just before they went to rescue you and the girls. I shouldn't have let them go. I should've just let the police handle the situation. I-"

"You were worried about your children, I understand," Wendy said quietly through her handkerchief. "How do you do it John?" she sniffed. "How do you handle letting your kids go out to fight criminals and villains knowing something like this could happen?" She didn't say this in an accusing or mean spirited way, but more as a genuine question.

"There are times Wendy, there are times where I do question why I let my girls go out and fight people like that. This instance is a perfect example, and to be quite honest, I did seriously think about stopping them from doing this sort of thing permanently last night. But, now with your three boys who rescued them, if anything did happen to the girls, I can be sure that they will not be harmed in a situation like this again, that they will be safe. And after this, I'm sure the girls would do the same thing vice versa if the boys were in trouble."

"If they make it through this" Wendy stifled another sob.

"Now don't think like that" he put his hand on her shoulder. "The six of them are becoming stronger, and more experienced by the day. I think I will let my girls continue what they do, because this whole mess has only brought the former six arch enemies together, and that's a hopeful thing. These boys have been through worse in prison, I'm sure they'll pull through this."

The scientist woman thanked her friend for coming to see her, as the Professor left the room and back to his daughters. Despite his kind words though, he too deep down was worried for the unconscious ruffs.

A while had passed and in all that time the Rowdyruff mother refused to leave their room. They had not yet woken up and were still hooked up to monitors. Wendy herself fell asleep in a chair for a brief moment, only to kick herself for doing so when she woke up. She wanted to be awake for when the boys did, though she was slightly saddened when she saw they hadn't in that time.

She stood up and walked over to their beds, gently brushing their faces with her hand. They might as well have been her real sons the way she worried about them. She heard another knock, which she figured to be a nurse, doctor, her dad or John again to see how they were doing. But to her surprise, when that door opened, standing there himself was the short, helmet wearing, black and green primate Mojo Jojo, with one hand on the door and the other holding a bunch of flowers. He had an unsure expression on his face, as did Wendy.

"Um," he cleared his throat. "I uh, came to see if the boys were doing okay, and all." His deep voice sounded nervous. "I heard what happened, with the whole kidnapping thing and the offshore prison, and how they saved all of you."

There was a silence. Wendy didn't know what to say or think. This was her first time meeting and talking to the famed villain of Townsville. Here he was in the flesh, actually trying to be nice to her.

"Uh, may I?" the monkey asked if he could come in, to which Wendy slightly and unsurely nodded her head without saying a thing.

The primate stepped in and up on a chair to see the three chemical X users he had created himself over a year and a half ago. Even though they had left him, and they started doing acts of good and heroism, everything Mojo despised, he still couldn't help but feel worry for the sons he had made, and once bore his name.

"To think, I created them originally to destroy the girls" he mellowed. "And now they've done the exact opposite, they always were disobeying me" he joked trying to lighten the mood. It didn't work though and he cleared his throat again and carried on. "I uh, I also know about you adopting them, Mrs Innlost. The widow of Mark Innlost, who would've thought? I didn't. I always did admire your husband as a scientist, the creator of chemical X. The most brilliant mind Townsville ever produced, even greater than mine. And to be quite honest with you," he laid down the flowers on the bedside table. "I couldn't think of a finer name for the boys to go under."

Wendy still didn't speak, but stored on at the primate and listened to what he had to say. "Now that I think about it, I don't think it was in my boys to be evil for much longer anyway" Mojo continued. "I don't think it was ever in them. I tried to raise them to be evil, but I just don't think they would've been for long. And now they have your guidance Mrs Innlost. Perhaps it's just a mixture of nature and nurture, of how a person turns out in the end." He sighed. "It just proves to me that, I'm not cut out to look after them, they are most certainly better off with you Mrs Innlost. They'll have a better life with you, even if that is a life of, ahem, doing good." He strained to get those words out his mouth, but he couldn't go on a rant now, not here in front of her.

"Which is why," he put his hand in the bouquet of flowers and pulled out a disc. "Here is security footage of cameras around Townsville. I know I know, I hacked them, but this has footage of the boys fleeing from the girls when Blossom was chasing them, and refusing to fight her. This will without a doubt prove to everyone that Blossom's accusations were wrong and the boys are indeed, ahem, good after all." He handed it to her.

"I, should go now. I, do hope Brick Boomer and Butch wake up and recover. It was nice to see them again. Shame it's like this." He ruffled each of their hair with his gloved hand gently. "They're the Rowdyruff boys. That name was supposed to have negative connotations, but it certainly doesn't now. And judging by their harsh treatment in the prison and on the streets of Founders, they've been through a lot worse. They'll pull through this, I'm sure of it."

He stepped off the chair and headed towards the door. "Just, take good care of them Mrs Innlo-, Wendy. They'll need you. Remember, they may be heroes to the people of Founders, but to them, you are their Rowdyruff. I'd uh, appreciate it if the hospital didn't know I was here. That's the last thing I need. Thanks for letting me see them though."

The green ape stepped back through the door, but just before he did Wendy let out a small and quiet "Thank you."

He turned back and gave a brief smile before finally leaving the room. And not only seconds after he left, the boys in their beds began to stir.

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Brick moved gradually first before his brothers followed, opening their large eyes slowly and turning their heads. It was a strange sensation for them waking up like this, though it had happened before. Groaning slightly, the first thing they heard was the familiar voice of their worried to death mother suddenly exclaiming "Boys!" she ran up to their beds draping an arm around them gently, as to not move them from their positions. A huge smile of relief grew on her tear stained face.

"Mom" Boomer replied happily but also very weakly.

"Mom you're, you're alright," Butch tried to say through his also weak breath.

"Shh boys shh, you've all sustained severe head injuries. You should all rest while I go and get the doctors and let them know you're awake" Wendy soothed.

"What about the girls? What happened to them?" Brick asked.

"They're all fine, thanks to you three. They've been checked up on already, and they are fine. And no, we didn't manage to get Ian in the end, or the Powerpunk girls. But either way, they didn't succeed in what they were doing, and can never again, thanks to you boys." The mother kissed the three of them on the head before going to fetch the nurses and the doctors, more happy than ever for her sons' wellbeing.

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It was about noon now and the boys, being chemical X users, were recovering far faster than anticipated. The doctors and nurses worked on them further, now that they were awake. Their heads were still wrapped in bandages and it seemed their skulls, despite hitting full duranium, were only damaged slightly. They received no brain damage.

The girls heard the boys were awake as soon as Wendy told the doctors they were.

They desperately wanted to get in the room to see them, but the Professor told his daughters to wait for the doctors to finish first. Once they were finally allowed in, Bubbles couldn't help but immediately dart towards the ruffs embracing all of them, which was difficult given they were in separate beds, pure relief and joy in her hugs.

The ruffs themselves didn't mind this. It was quite pleasant to see their blonde bubbly friend again, safe and unharmed. They were growing stronger by the second, not hurt at all by Bubbles's tight hugs, and their headaches and pains had disappeared by now. Each of them even had a bowl of soup in their laps.

"Oh boys! Are you hurt? Do you feel alright? Are your heads okay? What did the doctors say?" the blue puff spewed out not stopping to take a breather.

"We're fine Bubbs, honestly. We went through a lot worse when we were beat over the head with duranium bars several times back when we were inmates" Butch shrugged off waving his hand.

The blonde puff definitely felt a lot less afraid and a lot more joy knowing her 'brothers' were at last conscious and recovering well. Blossom and Buttercup so gratefully had the weight taken off them after feeling incredible guilt over the boys' injuries. At least Buttercup felt a lot better anyway, Blossom still had a large knot in her stomach over all she had done.

She couldn't get the image of Brick crying over his beaten brothers, that she had seen on the archive prison footage, out of her head. And seeing the three of them almost in that exact same position because of her actions, her stubbornness, after they even tried to save her after what she did to them. Oh how could she recover from this? She was just thankful at least the three seemed to be okay.

The doctors performed a few more checks on the boys, as well as the Professor coming in to thank them, followed by chief Mccoy, thanking and briefing them on what happened after the mess at the prison.

"We scanned the area and searched through all the wreckage and rubble. But it seems that those 'Powerpunks' managed to wake up and high tail it out of there. There's no sign of that Ian guy either. They all must've somehow survived it."

"They're chemical X users, of course they did. Either way there's no way they could try the same thing again, now that we know about them" Brick responded in the usual serious tone he had whenever he talked about crime.

"But Ian got away with a vial of your blood. He somewhat got what he wanted in the end" Buttercup said disappointingly folding her arms.

"Not quite" Brick tilted his bandaged head. "I took that sample of blood right after Ian injected me with Antidote X. The chemical X in my bloodstream was weakened at that point. That sample is no more use to him than a normal human's would be. I had to get him away somehow."

"I knew you'd have a plan" Butch smirked laying back down on his pillow.

Brick was the first to get up from his bed and start moving. The people in the room began talking to each other and conversations were had between them all.

Wendy briefly stepped out of the room to talk with the Professor and her father, and the blues chatted with each other like one of their usual secret playdates.

"I don't get how you could beat that punk when I couldn't" expressed Buttercup starting her own talk with Butch.

"I wouldn't fret, it's not that hard to learn martial arts. Heck I thought you already did" he responded.

"Well I don't alright" she folded her arms and looked away embarrassed. " I just haven't had time, I've been training recently more for my soccer team."

"Oh really? What position do you play in?" asked the green ruff, not that interested but figured he might as well strike up a conversation.

"Left wing. You play?"

"Right wing. Good fighters tend to be sporty."

"Yeah and, you were kinda awesome in that fight against Ian" admitted the tough Powerpuff.

Blossom, who remained quiet throughout the whole thing, slowly and unnoticeably flew out of the room, exiting through the window. Only Brick with his sharp eyes saw her go. He rolled them and sighed before deciding to follow her out, having an idea of the guilt she must've been feeling.

Outside, up in the air above the hospital, the Powerpuff leader floated gazing down at the city below, looking depressed and regretful at the same streets she chased her counterpart through. And speaking of which.

"The city still loves you. The media will spin it anyway they can to make you look like the hero."

Blossom turned to see the boy she falsely accused, outside with her where he shouldn't be. He still had bandages wrapped around him though he now had his hat on covering most of it. "Brick, you should be inside recovering."

"Shouldn't you be too?"

Blossom paused. "I, oh Brick, how could you even be talking to me after this? How are you not furious? I did so much. I accused you and your brothers of conspiring to attack us. Of using Bubbles to get to us. Of using your mother." She had a sudden moment of realisation. "Your mother already lost family before, she could've lost that again today because of me." A few tears rolled down her cheeks.

Brick looked in thought for a second. "Blossom, I can't condone what you did before, but I'm not angry at you."

"How? How could you not hate me?" Blossom blurted out. "I looked at you with such disdain before. I couldn't handle the fact that you might have actually changed. That you were helping the people in Founders, doing actual good. I thought it was some sort of ploy to fool us. But I ignored all the evidence that said otherwise. I didn't look at any of the work you were doing apart from a few biased news reports. I didn't even stop to think what you might have gone through." She wiped one of her eyes with her arm.

"Blossom, you were wise not to trust us at first" the Rowdyruff spoke making her look up. "Not because we were evil or anything, but I understand from your point of view, that if three old enemies came out of the blue and basically said 'we're good now', that does seem a bit suspicious. And yes, maybe you should've looked into what we were actually doing a bit more, but investigating into what our intentions were would have been the best course of action."

"Imagine what would've happened if we were still evil and you believed us just like that? It'd be catastrophic. And to be quite honest, I would've done the same thing if in your position. And I'm not trying to make myself out to be the perfect crime fighter or anything, but I probably also would've investigated further into it, to determine whether or not my former enemies were indeed still a threat."

The Powerpuff didn't look him in the eye. "Maybe I should've realised after Bubbles revealed she was meeting with you guys, and after you refused to fight us. Oh I can't be a leader, not after this. I was too envious of the progress you were making in Founders, and partly accused you out of stubbornness and pride, I can't lead again now."

"Don't be ridiculous, you're not the first leader in history to make a faux pas. During my crime fighting career in Founders, I looked up on yours. Princess teaming up with Mojo, that giant monster you couldn't defeat that one time, saving your sisters and the Professor from those balance traps. I wouldn't have been able to lead my brothers without studying some of your escapades first" the ruff had to admit.

"But I saw you lead Boomer and Butch in that fight against Ian. How you commanded them and your discipline, whereas I didn't even know Bubbles was sneaking out every night up until yesterday" pointed out Blossom sorrowfully.

"Discipline doesn't always mean letting them have no freedoms, but more or less they know what to do or what not to do in a certain circumstance. Like a battle for instance. For example if multiple crimes were happening at once, you send whoever you deem best to handle one situation. If one crime was a group of armed thugs robbing a store then you send Buttercup. And if the other was a lesser villain acting up, you send Bubbles. Whilst you handle the crime that involves more planning out and tactical thinking, a hostage situation for example." Brick laid some advice for her.

"We, don't really have a lot of hostage situations in Townsville" said Blossom.

"Sorry, they're quite common over in Founders. But as to your point about being a leader, I'm the perfect example of learning from your mistakes. I mean, I know what I was. Just a thug with chemical X created solely to destroy you and wreak havoc. The lifestyle I took my brothers down lead us to near death, I learned that the hard way."

"Mojo created you like that, it wasn't your fault" Blossom retorted, suddenly becoming defensive of her former enemy and the way he was defaming himself.

"The point is, as a leader you do have to accept some responsibility for mistakes your team makes, but as long as you strengthen yourself from them, you and the team, that's what matters. Think of them as vaccines, if you will."

"So next time, I guess I'll properly look into an enemy, and their activities, before accusing them of something?" figured Blossom, beginning to feel slightly better over the ruffs injuries.

"Precisely" Brick smiled satisfied. "And I'm guilty of doing this too, but maybe listen to your siblings suggestions, you never know, they might be good ones. Just remember, there were incidents like Gallipoli, or the race to the sea, or…"

"Or the first Apollo" the puff added playing along.

Blossom could not honestly believe who she was talking to. This was the same boy who only two years ago she fought and battled against. Who was immature, who couldn't lead a horse to water. And now here he was, that exact same Rowdyruff, giving her pointers on how to lead a battle, admitting he had faults of his own, even forgiving her after she was the one who acted like a complete child, being stubborn and jealous.

He was speaking like a stern father, and from what she heard from Bubbles, had a dry sense of humour too. This prompted her to ask "What, did you go through, exactly?"

There was another pause before the Rowdyruff proceeded to tell her the story of him and his brothers, though he let off the details, as to spare her of any more guilt, knowing full well what it was like to feel something like that.

However he finished with "If it helps, I do forgive you, and behalf of Boomer and Butch, they forgive you as well. Don't give up being a leader, you're still a fantastic one."

Blossom wiped her eyes again and sniffed. "Yeah, and you've risen up to become a far better one than me, proving all of Townsville, even myself wrong. I'm sorry Brick." She floated forward and softly kissed his cheek, before continuing to sniff again.

"Oh alright" the ruff complied and opened his arms, to which Blossom flew against him and hugged him. "So this is an armistice I take it?"

She giggled at this slightly. "No, it's a peace treaty. Between us, the ruffs and puffs. Though I think Bubbles has already unofficially done that."

"Then this is official now. You carry on your work here in Townsville, and we'll continue fighting in Founders."

"Indeed. About your work over there, what's it like exactly?" asked the puff as the two floated back down to the hospital.

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"So you swing just like this?" Buttercup mimed.

"Sort of, a bit more like this" showed Butch, teaching her how to throw a punch effectively.

The reds at this point flew back in through the window. "So you followed the blood trail and found a smashed up phone?"

"And got mom to trace the SIM card yes, that's how we found chief Mccoy when he was captured that one time" explained Brick.

"And traced an assassin by examining particles on the victim?"

"That's how we caught Joe Briggs."

"That's actually, I mean, wow."

At this point Wendy too stepped back through the door announcing to the children. "I have good news kids, the hospital is discharging early, due to you, y'know, being superpowered kids and all. We're heading straight back to Founders, where you three will have plenty of bedrest to recover. That means no crime fighting for at least three days."

"But mom what about solving cases and stopping robbers and-" Boomer and Butch began to protest.

"Now boys" she simply replied back, winning the discussion. The three knew she was right in this case, and agreed as she stepped back out.

"I suppose it'd be nice to get out of school for a bit. Especially if you visit us Bubbs" Boomer smiled and the blue puff's only response was to giggle and practically glomp her counterpart.

And Buttercup asked hers "So what was that move you were explaining again?"

"You mean the counterattack or the dropkick?"

That's when Boomer flew over to them with an unimpressed look and kiss marks all over his face and said "Can we just go now, please?"

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"Thank god for social media." Chief Mccoy stood in the hospital corridor next to the Professor, who was on his phone. "It won't be long before news of the boys' rescue of the girls spreads, and the townsfolk will have a hard time vilifying them. Especially the media, I can't wait to see 'em try and spin this."

"I was just looking at this. It seems that a lot of people already are in support of the boys, especially in Founders. Though there are many here in Townsville rethinking their opinions of them too" informed the Professor.

At this moment Wendy approached the both of them getting off the phone herself. "The boys teacher, Alfie, just called, said he was glad the boys and myself were fine and doing okay. Y'know, I've thought a lot about letting the three of them go out again. I've given it three days to decide, but if they can survive this, perhaps they can survive worse. I still don't like it all that much, but to be honest, I don't think I can stop them permanently if I tried."

"I'd prefer it that way," commented her father.

"So we're still gonna fight the nightly Founders scum?" Butch's voice came from behind.

The adults turned to see the six children having just heard everything they said. "Be sure to tune in to Townsville's news tomorrow" nudged Buttercup.

Wendy sighed. "You boys have done a remarkable job at clearing up the city." She pulled out a locket on a necklace and opened it, revealing a picture of Mark inside, right next to one of her sons. "He would've been proud. It's what he would want."

"If it helps Mrs Innlost, if it weren't for them, then we wouldn't be here safe and sound now" Blossom vouched.

"And if it also helps Wendy" the Professor put a hand on her shoulder. "He would've been proud of you too."

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The adults and children exited the hospital, expecting a quiet and peaceful transition, but of course, fate had other plans. A loud and massive roar echoed across and through the buildings, with people running scared and screaming.

"I forgot this city had monster attacks," Brick remarked.

"Hmm, maybe you would like to handle this, if you're feeling well enough of course" Blossom offered gesturing with her arms.

The boys looked at each other, then at Wendy, who herself looked unsure, but relented and gave them an encouraging smile. The three nodded to each other and zoomed off, in the direction of the opponent.

"I think this'll help grow more support for them, don't you think girls?" said Blossom.

"Yeah, just remember, you hurt them again, and you'll be dealing with me too" Bubbles, very surprisingly, warned her.

The ruffs approached the monster's eye level. "Alright boys, single enemy formation, let's go."

And so, for the very first time, well not quite, the day is miraculously saved, thanks to: The Rowdyruff boys! I wonder how they'll get on. The girls may save the world before bedtime, but with them, there is no bedtime.

So that's it, that's the final chapter, and again, I'm so sorry you had to wait so long for this. I started this fic in October 2016, a year and a half almost, and now it's actually all over. I did think about maybe doing a series of oneshots set after this story continuing the boys adventures in Founders, but I would like to focus on other fanfics as well. Maybe I'll do oneshots in the future who knows? Unless someone wants to write a oneshot or fic based off this of their own, you have my blessing. Just make sure to stay in character ;)

Thanks to all the favs and follows, and the reviewers who stayed and have been reading all this long time, you inspired me to write this. Vip, John, Bigou, ppg1998, Narya, just to name a few. Thanks all!

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