Meanwhile, at the Townsville Jewelry store, Princess Morbucks is hauling a large bag of diamonds out the front door, past a pair of tied up and gagged jewelers. "Heh heh," she snickers. "Made off with all of the jewels and there's nobody to stop me!"
"Say, Princess," a shadowy figure hiding in the alley nearby pipes up. "Is it time for us to join yet?"
"No, not yet," At this moment, Princess spies the motorcycle on the horizon. "Bu it soon will be!" she says as an evil smile spreads across her face.
As Grandma brings the vehicle to a halt, the girls and boys quickly hover off. "Not so fast-" Brick begins.
"Princess-" Boomer continues.
"Morbucks!" Butch finishes.
"Say," notes an impressed Blossom. "That was very good!" The boys smile and blush modestly in reply.
"Well, well, well," Princess sneers. "If it isn't the Powerpuff Girls and the Rowdyruff Boys! Fancy meeting you here!"
"Cut the chitchat, Princess," Buttercup snaps indignantly. "Hand over the jewels right now before we all give you what for!"
"You'll never stop me!" Princess threatens. "In fact, you'll be in no shape to stop ANYONE ever again once you see what I have in store for you!"
"What you have in store for us?" the girls and boys echo in perplexity. At this moment, three small girls hover out of the alley behind Princess. They look very much like the Powerpuffs, but much meaner and fiercer looking; the pink one has long, spiky red hair and wears a pink dress with a red plaid skirt and a long, unkempt red ribbon in her hair, the blue one has blonde pigtails like Bubbles' but much longer, and wears a blue sleeveless shirt, a black skirt, pointy black shoes with white socks, three blue bracelets on each arm, and blue ribbons above her pigtails, and the green one has short, spiky black hair and wears a black, sleeveless dress, pointy black shoes with fishnet stockings, and green studded wristbands and a matching belt. "Friends," Princess sneers. "I'd like you to meet the Powerpunk Girls: Berserk, Brat, and Brute!"
"Huh?" the Rowdyruffs exclaim in astonishment.
"Goodness, who are they?" Grandma inquires.
"Well, you see," Bubbles explains. "We were cleaning our room one day, when I accidentally scrubbed the mirror a little too hard, which created a vortex. When we went to investigate it further, we accidentally went too close and got sucked in!"
"We ended up in an alternate dimension on the other side in which the order of everything was reversed," Buttercup elaborates. "We met Mojo Jojo's good counterpart Jomo Momo and learned that we had evil counterparts!"
"Oh my!" Grandma exclaims.
"Gee..." the Rowdyruffs muse.
"When we discovered that the Powerpunk Girls had gotten loose in Townsville, we went back through the portal to capture them, but they put up quite a fight," Blossom concludes. "Fortunately, we eventually were able to trick them back into the portal."
"But now they seem to have escaped again!" Buttercup exclaims.
"Yes, yes," Princess sneers glibly. "I bought an interdimensional transporter with my allowance this morning; with these three on my side, there's nothing you three little goody-goodies can do to stop me!"
"Don't count on it, Princess," Buttercup threatens. "You'll never be able to stop all of us!"
As the Powerpunks glance over at the Rowdyruff Boys, they suddenly get lovelorn looks in their eyes. "Wow, Princess," Brat coos. "Who are those movie stars?" Princess gives them a blank look. "Oh, them? Those are just the Rowdyruff Boys. They're kinda okay, I guess."
Now completely lovestruck, the Powerpunks hover slowly over to the boys. "Wh-hey, where are you going?!" Princess exclaims irritably. "Come back here and help me catch those Powerdorks!"
"Well, howdy, Honeypie," Berserk coos as she approaches Brick. "Fancy meeting you here."
"Oh, what's a guy like you doing in a place like this?" Brute says lovingly as she approaches Butch.
"Uhm, w-w-we've been spending the day w-with the Powerpuff Girls a-and their grandma." Brick stammers apprehensively. As the Powerpunks look over his shoulder, disdainful looks cross their faces. "Oh..." Berserk then turns to Brick. "Well, cute boys like you deserve much better than twerps like them!"
"Yeah," Brat replies. "Why don't you go out with US instead?"
"Uhh...uhm...ehhh..." the boys are truly at a loss for words.
The Powerpuffs look on at this scene indignantly. "I can't believe this!" Blossom exclaims.
"The nerve of those girls!" Buttercup grumbles.
"They're trying to steal them from us!" Bubbles adds angrily.
"So, c'mon, cuties, ditch the twerps and their grandma 'n spend the day with us!" Brute says. The Rowdyruffs turn to them with a stern look in their eyes. "No."
"NO?!" the Powerpunks echo in shock.
Upon hearing this, the Powerpuffs gasp elatedly. "I knew it, I knew they'd never dump us!" Bubbles exclaims joyfully.
The Powerpunks stare in shock. "Wh-what?!" Berserk exclaims.
"B-but why?" Brute inquires.
Still wishing not to reveal his true feelings(Albeit a little less so however), Brick stammers, "I-I-I don't know, I just...can't stay away from her..."
The Powerpunks glare severely at this. "Well, you won't have much choice in a second! C'mon, guys, let's get them!" Upon this, they zing past the boys, all ready to pummel the Powerpuffs.
"Oh, no you don't!" the Powerpuffs retaliate. Blossom quickly flies up to them and hits them with her ice breath at full force, encasing them in a big block of ice. Unfortunately, the Powerpunks are able to quickly break free from it. "Seriously?" Brat scoffs. "That was pathetic! The Powerpunks then shoot toward them at breakneck speed and clobber the Powerpuffs, sending them flying. The boys and Grandma gasp in horror.
"Oogh," Blossom groans as she and her sisters pick themselves up off of the ground. "Looks like we'll have to up the ante."
"Good idea," Bubbles obliges. "Please cover your ears, everyone." Her friends do so, upon which the blue Powerpuff lets out an ear-piercing sonic scream. Princess cringes and quickly covers her ears. "Ughh, what is she DOING?!"
Unfortunately, the scream has no effect on the Powerpunks; the evil girls sneer and rocket toward the Powerpuffs again and blast them with eye beams, sending them plummeting to the ground again.
An angry scowl crosses Buttercup's face as she and her sisters pick themselves up once again. "All right, now enough is enough!" she glowers, upon which she begins to spin in a rapid circle, creating a massive tornado. Unfortunately, the Powerpunks aren't drawn in. "Is that all you got?" Brute scoffs, upon which she and her sisters plow the Powerpuffs over yet again. "You keep settin' 'em up, we'll keep knockin' 'em down!"
As the girls lie on the ground, the Powerpunks reel back, all ready to clobber them again. Upon seeing this, the boys urgently cry, "STOP! PLEASE! DON'T HURT THEM!" Shocked by this, the Powerpunks freeze in midair. "Hey, what gives?!" Berserk exclaims.
"We can't let you harm them." Butch says seriously.
"Yeah? Why not?" Brute grimaces. "After all, we're all bad guys here!"
"Well, we might just reconsider being bad guys!" he boys reply. The Powerpuffs look up at them with dewy eyes. Could they...really mean it?
"If being bad guys means having to be away from the girls we love, then we want no part!" Butch elaborates. Hopeful smiles spread across the Powerpuffs faces. The boys had actually admitted that they LOVED them!
The Powerpunks scowl angrily. "So, that's the way it's going to be, is it? Well, if you're going to side with them, we'll just have to take you ALL down!" The evil girls reel back, all ready to clobber the girls and boys, when...
"Stop right there, you little hooligans!" The Powerpunks quickly whip around to see Grandma hurrying up to them. "You'll not harm my granddaughters and their boyfriends on my watch!" she exclaims angrily.
"Stay out of this, lady," Berserk snaps rudely. "We got a battle to wage here!"
"Yeah!" Brat and Brute add in unison.
"Young ladies, I'll tolerate no rudeness," Grandma replies seriously. "Hasn't your mother taught you any manners?" The Powerpunks stare in astonishment. "O-our mother?" Bereserk stammers. "Buh-b-b-but..." Brat begins.
"Just look at those clothes," Grandma replies indignantly. "Is this what kids are wearing nowadays?" The Powerpunks' only response is stunned silence.
"Why, I'll bet that none of you ever wash your hair or brush your teeth!" Grandma continues. Brat motions toward her mouth with a big smile. "I brush my teeth." Her sisters shoot disdainful looks at her. "Brat, don't help!"
"Look, I don't know who you are, lady," Princess scoffs. "But you better mind your own business!"
"Mind your manners, young lady," Grandma replies. "Surely your mother wouldn't approve!" Now it's Princess' turn to be shocked. "Muh-muh-muh-my mother?"
"Honestly, just because you're rich doesn't give you license to be rude," Grandma continues. "And honestly, you should really comb that unruly hair!" Princess can only stare blankly.
"Now, I want you al to return all of that stolen jewelry and stop picking on my granddaughters and their boyfriends right now!" Grandma exclaims seriously.
"Yes, Ma'am." the defeated villains reply as they dolefully pick up bags of jewels and tote them back into the bank.
The Rowdyruffs look on in awe as they watch the baddies go. "Wow..." an impressed Brick exclaims. "That...was AWESOME!" Blossom gives a small smile. "Grandma's very good at what she does."
The boys then casually turn to the girls with concern. "Are you girls...okay?" Brick inquires. "We hope they didn't hurt you." a worried Boomer adds.
"Please don't worry, guys, we're quite fine." Blossom replies consolingly. The boys eyes begin to mist up with joy. "Oh, we're so glad! We were so scared for you!"
"We were scared for you, too," Bubbles adds, as her own eyes become a little misty. "Those girls were so dangerous!"
"We're just glad it's over," Boomer replies. "I could...never fall for another girl, I just couldn't!" The girls feel their hearts filling with happiness upon hearing these sweet words. "I'm glad," Bubbles replies. "If they had stolen you away...I don't know what I would do, it would be very scary!"
The boys blush slightly as they and the girls share a gentle hug, with happy tears rolling down their cheeks; Grandma smiles and sighs contentedly as she watches this truly moving scene. Just then, the hotline phone in Blossom's pocket begins to ring again. "Oh, pardon me," she slowly pulls back and answers the phone. "Hello, Mayor? What might the matter be?" As she listens to the reply, a concerned look crosses the pink Powerpuff's face. "Don't worry, Mayor, we'll be right there." As Blossom hangs up, Boomer inquires, "Is there more trouble, Blossom?"
"Yes," the pink Powerpuff replies. "The Smiths are robbing the Townsville Bank."
"The Smiths?" echoes a curious Grandma. "Who might they be?"
"Well, they were once our next-door neighbors," Buttercup replies. "They seemed nice at first, but one day, they turned evil and tried to destroy us and the professor! Fortunately, we were able to stop them and take them to jail, but they seem to have broken out again."
A determined look crosses Grandma's face. "Well, don't worry, Dears, we'll teach hem how neighbors ought to behave. Ready, kids?"
"Ready, Grandma!" the girls and boys happily oblige, upon which the group hops on Grandma's motorcycle and motor off.