The Powerpuff Girls Page #2

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[Scene:
Daytime, Utonium house. An outside shot, followed by the Professor, indoors, in a large, unadorned room. He holds a pink, paint roller in his left hand, instructing the girls behind him.]

Professor:
Okay girls, now watch me!

[He starts to paint the wall, but the girls quickly outdo him, covering the walls in mere seconds. The Professor steps out from where he was standing, covered in pink, his figure outlined in white where he was standing.]

Professor:
I think you missed a spot!

[He starts to paint the wall, but the girls quickly outdo him, covering the walls in mere seconds. The Professor steps out from where he was standing, covered in pink, his figure outlined in white where he was standing. The girls all put their hands to their mouths in embarrassment as if they were saying "Oops" or "Oh!".]

Professor:
I’ll go wash up. Now we just have to put in the furniture--

[The Professor is seen fully clean, without his coat on, and his long sleeved shirt with his sleeves rolled up. He is in the middle of washing his hands, while the girls flies downstairs and he hears them]

Professor:
*Wiping his face with a towel* Girls, wait! You should let me....help?

[Out on the hall, the Professor turns around surprised, as the girls throw furniture into the room at super speed. As he enters, it is already laid out perfectly.The light shade that was thrown in is already on the ceiling, a bed is at the far back with a cover of pink, blue and green spread onto it with three pillows each for the girls. A vanity table with a heart-shaped mirror is stood a foot or two away from the bed, a few cupboards and dressers sit in the corner of the room near the door. A few shelves have some toys sitting on them filling the spaces. By the closet door, sits a pile of toys and a bedside table with a lamp on top is seen on the left side of the bed.]

Professor:
Whoa ho ho! This looks pretty good! What do you think?

Bubbles:
Mmm… I think it’s a little dark!

Buttercup:
Well, I like it dark!

Blossom:
Some windows might be nice!

Professor:
Yeah! I could see some windows right about.. here! I’ll call a contractor tomorr--

[The girls pay no heed to the Professor, as their eyes turn a red hue. Outside the Utonium home, three sets of beams cut perfect circles in the previously windowless middle section, the wall pieces falling out on the front lawn. Back in the room, the Professor is hunched over, his hair scorched from the blast.]

Professor:
Or that works too! Who’s hungry?

[In the kitchen, Blossom is seen holding something.]

Blossom:
Ready?

[The other two girls are also holding items.]

Bubbles & Buttercup: Ready!

Blossom:
Go!

[As Blossom flings slices of bread outward, the other two girls sling slabs of peanut butter and jelly at the flying bakery. The Professor turns around from the refrigerator, and ducks from the barrage. Each element meets perfectly together, as a heaping stack of PBJ’s land neatly onto a plate on the kitchen table. The girls use their heat vision again, set wide beam, neatly flaking off the crusts from top to bottom. The Professor moves into scene with a tray of milk, covered head to toe in the sandwiches contents. The girls give a silent gasp and cover their mouths, but the Professor simply puts the milk on the table and they share a laugh.]

[Nighttime, Utonium home. The Professor comes downstairs to the main level, drying his hands.]

Professor:
Okay girls, time for… [The living room is a complete mess. Amidst the disorder the three girls have fallen asleep. Blossom lies sleeping over a pile of books, Buttercup is zonked out on a pillow on the sofa with a remote in her hand, and Bubbles lies nestled up near her octopus and several sheets of paper and crayons. The Professor tilts his head and smiles.] …bed.

[Several scenes show the Professor getting the girls ready for bed. He washes Blossom’s face with a rag, puts Buttercup in her nightie, and tucks Bubbles octopus under her arm. She grins appreciately in her sleep and nestles the toy closer. Professor tucks the girls in, and turns off the lights, closing the door behind him. He returns downstairs to attend to the mess. (animation goof: Octi is now amongst the pile.) Picking up books, he focuses on a piece of paper left on the floor, then smiles broadly. It is a drawing done by Bubbles, of the three girls and Professor, drawn crudely but adorably.]

[Daytime, Utonium house. The Professor enters the girls room, carrying 3 color-coordinated dresses with black belts.]

Professor:
Wake up girls, time for school!

Girls (in unison): What’s school?

[Cut to an outside view of an elementary school building. A large sign outside reads Pokey Oaks kindergarten. Inside, a young, brunette lady with big blue eyes and modest brown dress hunches next to the three girls, with the Professor standing behind. She is obviously the teacher.]

Ms. Keane:
This is school! I’m your teacher, Ms. Keane, and this is where kids come to learn! See?

[The girls look anxiously. Seventeen kids are seen, chatting happily, doing various things from reading books to playing with trucks. One non-descript little boy walks up.]

Boy #1:
Hey, you wanna play?

[The girls look uncertain for a moment at the boy, look to Ms. Keane for approval, who nods, then their faces light up in joy. They run off happily with him. The Professor doesn’t seem to share their enthusiasm, and expresses his concerns to Ms. Keane.]

Professor:
Umm do you think they’ll be okay? Cause I’m new at this parenting thing, and I wanted to come and meet you, and see them off on their first day, cause they’re really special. I mean really special, and I just want to make sure they’ll be okay so so what do you think? Do you think they’ll be okay?

[The girls have easily acclimated to the group; one would not notice them standing out at all. Ms. Keane shrugs him off.]

Ms. Keane:
They’ll be just fine, Professor. We’ll see you at noon!

[Ms. Keane pushes the professor out the door as he looks back nervously at his girls.]

Professor:
Okay bye girls, bye! Bye! Buh-bye! Bye! Uh bye!

[Ms. Keane shuts the door behind him. She then addresses the class. The Professor can be seen waving in the window nearest the door.]

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