The Powerpuff Girls Page #12

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Buttercup:
None of those stupid monkeys had Professor!

Bubbles:
Where could he be?

Blossom:
Take a good guess!

[She gestures to the volcano top observatory, where Mojo is dragging the Professor deep into his layer. Six sets of imposing doors close in rapid succession behind him.]

Blossom:
C’mon girls, we’ve got one last monkey to get off our backs!

[They zoom forwards, easily crashing through Mojo’s defense and stand at the ready in front of the villain, who has the Professor in a headlock.]

Girls (All):
Not so fast, Mojo Jojo!

Mojo:
(mockingly) Oohh, wook at the widdle hewoes, here to save their daddy!

Professor:
(straining) No girls, save yourselves!

Bubbles:
Sorry, Professor!

Buttercup:
We can take this chump chimp down easy!

Blossom:
Nothing he can do can stop us!

[Mojo twists the Professors neck further, causing a nasty grinding noise, and making the Professor yelp out in pain. The girls gasp, and stop, hatred written all over their eyes.]

Mojo:
That’s better. It’s good you little freaks know when you’re beaten. Now if you’ll excuse me, I, Mojo Jojo, have a town to take over. I have a world to rule! I have to seize control of an area, and force its inhabitants to follow my way of thinking!

[He presses a button on his control panel, and the glass globes begin to spin again. Another (conveniently full) vat of Chemical X spews from the machine, and drains into the spheres as before. He punches a set of keys]

Mojo:
EVEN IF IT MEANS...

[He smashes the nozzle through his helmet, jabbing it directly into his brain.]

Mojo:
TAKING EXTREME MEASURES!!!

Girls (All):
(gasp) You wouldn’t!

Mojo:
I would!

[He jams a lever, and all the containers of Chemical X pour directly into his brain. He lets out a primal cry, as his features bulge out in exaggerated proportions and he grows exponentially, sending him crashing through the roof of the observatory. He loses his grip on the Professor, sending him falling downwards amidst the debris.]

Bubbles:
Professor!

[Blossom catches the Professor, while Buttercup takes the brunt force of the ceiling debris as it falls down on them. Atop the remains of his lab, the new, giant, imposing Mojo raises his arms in triumph and yells with a deep and fearful voice.]

Mojo:
NOW I AM MO’ MOJO THAN BEFO’!

[He leaps to the ground amidst the flames of the city, fully half as tall as the tallest skyscrapers, and walks down its shattered streets and burning buildings. He stops in front of Town Hall, addressing the peons on the grounds below with a slow and commanding voice.]

Mojo:
Now, as I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted, I, Mojo Jojo, have succeeded in my first, greatest, and most brilliant plan ever! (he dons the dome as his new brain cap.) And I, Mojo Jojo, SHALL! BE! KING!!!

[Lifting his arms high in triumph, the scene returns to the debris on the volcano top. Buttercup pushes upward, throwing the debris away. Bubbles and Blossom lift the Professor out, unharmed.]

Professor:
Oh girls, thank goodness you’re okay! Now lets get out of this town and find a new, safe place to live!

[They fly out of his arms, and float defiantly.]

Buttercup:
It’s no use, Professor.

Bubbles:
We already tried running away.

Blossom:
We have to fix the problem we helped start. You said to give everyone a little time to understand our specialness. Well, now it’s time for everyone to understand, especially Mojo!

[They fly off in a rainbow, leaving the Professor behind, standing proudly with a tear in his eye. The girls fly back to city hall, and give Mojo a good smack in the jaw.]

Blossom:
(o.c.) Surrender now, and we’ll go easy on you!

[Mojo takes this in, rubbing his jaw, looking for the source of the interruption. The girls are standing impatiently on street level.]

Blossom:
Down here!

Mojo:
(kneels down, mockingly) Oh, my! You actual trying to stop me? That’s so cute!

Bubbles:
Try nothing!

Blossom:
We will stop you!

Buttercup:
Who are you calling cute?

Mojo:
(laughing) Okay, lets play!

[He lands a punch to the girls spot, but they zoom away and land a few choice hits to his face. He tries to catch them, but they are too small and fast for his large bulky frame. Buttercup even runs between his ears, making a large bell sound, then smacks him into the butt, sending him into the air. As she laughs, Mojo simply alights himself, and smashes Buttercup into the ground with his foot. The other two girls stop.]

Blossom:
Buttercup!

[Mojo takes advantage of their hesitation to smack them into a rooftop. Buttercup emerges from Mojo’s foot, angry as can be. She punches in and breaks all of the tows on his left foot. In the meantime, the other two girls emerge, and in a spiral formation, smack into Mojo’s midsection, sending him hurtling back doubled over. As he strikes a tall building, it collapses on him, his arms and legs sticking out.]

Blossom:
Good job, girls!

Buttercup:
Hah, that Mojo is no more!

[They begin to giggle, but Mojo alights himself, and leaping forward he grabs hold of Buttercup and Blossom in opposing hands.]

Bubbles:
No!

[The two girls scream out in pain as Mojo squeezes, glancing between the two. Bubbles rushes forward, and (in Star Wars A-wing style and sound), shoots rapid-fire laser beams at Mojo, causing him to cry out in pain and releasing her two sisters. The girls resume their cat-and-mouse game amidst Mojo, and once again unable to catch them, Mojo lets out a primal yell and claps his hands together loudly. The resulting shockwave blasts the girls spiraling backwards. They do a few backflips on a city street and reorient themselves.]

Buttercup:
Somebody’s mad.

[Mojo springs forward, unleashing a barrage of black pointed thorns at the girls.]

Blossom:
Look out!

[They narrowly avoid a set of spikes. Mojo targets Blossom as she runs as fast as she can from the onslaught, just staying in front of the line of fire. But the same dog is in her way now, and she feels obligated to protect it. Flailing her arms in rapid fire, she deflects all of the thorns from herself and her hapless canine companion. Bubbles and Buttercup are hiding nearby under the refuge of an empty bus.]

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