THE POWERPUFF GIRLS
LAST DAY SURPRISES
PART 1: SURPRISES AND MISTAKES
BY
Sgamer82
This story takes place after Puff in Arms and Thunder & Frightening
Blossom Utonium, leader of the Powerpuff Girls
and top student at Pokey Oaks Kindergarten, got out of
bed earlier than usual. She was up way ahead of her sisters.
She was too excited because today was a big day to her.
Today was the last day of school and Blossom didn't want to
miss a thing. She wanted the chance to say goodbye to all of
her friends, who she probably wouldn't see until after
the summer when they started first grade at Pokey Oaks
Elementary.
She climbed out of bed and walked out of her
room and into the hallway. She was up so early she had
no need to hurry. As she walked she passed by the bedroom
of Professor Bill Utonium, her father and mentor. She
overheard him talking to someone but there was no other voice.
He must be on the telephone. Blossom
thought. She needed to get ready for school, but her
curiosity was just too strong. She got close to the
door and started to use her super-hearing to listen in on the call.
"Yeah," Utonium said, "that is terrible news." There was a brief silence as
whoever Utonium was listening to answered him, Blossom
couldn't help but wonder what was terrible news.
"How'd it happen? (silence) Really? (silence) That's
the most incredible thing I've seen or heard since...well,
you know."
No I don't. Blossom thought, still unsure of what
Utonium was talking about.
"Yeah, that."
Yeah what? Blossom thought during
the silence before Utonium answered again.
"So you want me to find a good way to tell them."
Is he talking about us? Blossom wondered.
"Well, thanks." Said Utonium, "The Girls are going to be crushed"
He must mean us. Blossom thought.
"Okay, so I'll see you when?" Utonium asked, "7
o'clock?" After a second, "That's perfect. The Girls
will be ready by then."
What will be ready for? Blossom
thought.
Utonium gave a small laugh, "Okay. Goodbye,
Sandy."
"SANDY?!" Blossom all but shouted, the shock of
that one word making her forget Utonium didn't know
she was there.
"Blossom?" She heard Utonium call from inside
the bedroom.
Blossom covered her mouth thinking maybe that'll
stop him from hearing her, but it was too late.
Professor Utonium stepped out of the bedroom and
looked at his redheaded daughter.
"Uh..." Blossom stammered, unsure of what to
say, "good...morning...Daddy...heh..." she looked at
Utonium with an innocent expression on her face. It
was still a bit unusual for her to call Utonium
'Daddy', she and her sisters had always called him
'Professor' until recently. But right now she hoped to
play 'Daddy' for all it was worth and, hopefully, stay out of too much
trouble.
"Were you eavesdropping on me?" He asked flatly.
"What?" Blossom asked, trying to look like she
was taken aback at the question. "No...I was
just...uh...on my way to the bathroom when I heard you
talkin' on the phone. Then...uh..." she stuttered,
realizing she just incriminated herself.
"Well..." Blossom said, hanging her head and
knowing she was busted, "yeah."
"And I'll bet you were wondering who I was
talking to." Utonium guessed.
"Well," said Blossom, "you said 'Sandy', and the only 'Sandy' I
I know is Ms. Keane." Using the most obvious
guess.
"That's right." Utonium said, not sounding as
angry as Blossom was worried he would. "But there's
more to it. And I wasn't planning to mention it
yet." Now he sounded a little angry, but then gave a
resigned sigh.
"But since you already heard..." he gestured
into the bedroom and went inside. Blossom followed
him inside.
Utonium sat down on his bed, picked Blossom up
in his arms, and sat her in his lap.
"Now, sweetheart," he began, "I have some bad news to tell you."
"What?" Blossom pointed out.
"Well," the Professor began, "How do I say this?"
"What? What?" Blossom asked impatiently.
"It's about the graduation ceremony that Ms. Keane is having for your class." Utonium said sadly.
"What about it?" Blossom asked, knowing she was being nosy but too curious to really care.
"Do you remember how there were those rumors that the commencement speaker was going to be Blarney the Singing Sea Serpent." Utonium said.
"How could I forget?" said Blossom, a consumate Blarney fan.
"Well..." Utonium said, hesitating as if trying
to find the right word, "The rumors were true."
"They were!?" Blossom all but shouted, excited as she was.
"But," Utonium said, realizing he hadn't done this the way he'd wanted, "There was trouble, the plane was stolen by the case of Poppyseed Street. Blarney isn't going to be here."
"He couldn't make it..." Blossom said, her hopes suddenly dashed and her face looking as if she was about to cry.
"I'm sorry, Blossom. But it'll be okay." Utonium said all but
automatically in an attempt to soothe his little girl.
He looked Blossom right in her eyes, "I heard that he'll be in Townsville next week at the mall, you can see him then."
"Really?" Blossom sniffed.
"Yes." Utonium said, hugging Blossom, who very rarely showed her emotions like this.
Blossom perked up, obviously relieved.
"All right, Daddy."
"Anyways, because Blarney won't be there, Ms. Keane had to push the ceremony up an hour and a half to make up for the time. So it'll be starting earlier."
"Oh. I see." Blossom replied.
"I was only going to tell you the part about Blarney after you got home from school. But you get to know a bit sooner. Just don't tell your sisters, I feel I should break to them myself. I'll probably do it during breakfast. It's probably better to get this over with soon. I was only going to mention it later because I was worried you'd take it hard."
"Guess you had the right idea." Blossom said, blushing. She'd always had great pride in how she presented herself. She hated looking childish and being thought of as a little kid in front of other people. The only one she could ever express that around was the Professor. And even then only because an earlier incident involving the Boogieman using thunder to exploit a fear she and Buttercup had developed inadvertantly caused her to stop worrying about that with him.
"Now." said Utonium, "Go get dressed and ready
for school. You don't want to be late."
Blossom nodded and flew out of the bedroom back
to her intended destination. Utonium smiled, got up
and went down to the kitchen to fix some breakfast for
himself and his daughters.
* * * * *
Blossom floated down to the kitchen to find
bowls of Lucky Captain Rabbit King Nuggets set out on the table and a
few smoking pots and pans on the stove. Apparently
the Professor had burned breakfast again. He'd
been a much better cook on that warped universe when HIM had
put the girls in a world where they'd been born infants.
Blossom had never actually had a chance to eat it, her
infant body hadn't had enough teeth to eat it with, but she
still managed to see that Professor knew what he
was doing. Unlike this Professor, who couldn't boil
water without burning the pan. The Professor himself
was nowhere in sight.
He probably got some smoke in his face or
something and went to wash up. Blossom thought.
She sat down at the table in between her
sisters. Buttercup was on her right, fishing through
a cereal box trying to find the prize in the box.
Bubbles, on her left, ate her food solemnly, clearly
depressed. Blossom figured it was probably due to the
condition of her hair.
While Blossom and Buttercup were dealing with
their Thunder phobia Bubbles had been forced to fight
their enemy, the Boogieman, completely on her own.
During the course of the fight, Boogieman had cut off
one of Bubbles' pigtails. Until that hair grew back,
Bubbles was wearing her hair in a single ponytail that
was off to one side. She had been upset about that
for the past month. Blossom was glad that her hair
was almost to the point where it could again be put
into the pigtails Bubbles loved. Buttercup looked up
and saw Bubbles expression.
"Jeez! Are you still upset about your hair?"
she asked Bubbles, going back to her search. Blossom
wasn't surprised Buttercup didn't understand how
Bubbles felt. The 'Queen of the Tomboys', as she was
sometimes known, didn't have the appreciation for fine
hair that her sisters did.
"Jeez, Bubbles, it's been two weeks already.
Get over it!" Buttercup asked, not looking up.
"Easy for you to say, your hair wasn't sliced to
ribbons!" Bubbles said defensively.
"Well, I wouldn't go cryin' like a baby if it
was." Buttercup said.
Neither girl was about to risk Buttercup's
anger by pointing out the things that would
make her go 'crying like a baby'. Such as losing her
security blanket and very loud thunderstorms. They
never mentioned these things to Buttercup though,
since, with Buttercup's temper, they would quickly
regret doing so. Professor Utonium walking into the
room as Blossom started into her own bowl of Nuggets.
"Good morning, girls." Utonium said to his
beloved daughters.
"Mornin', Daddy." the Girls said. Though it was
difficult at first, all three Girls had eventually lapsed into calling
Utonium 'Daddy' instead of 'Professor'. Blossom honestly
thought Utonium liked 'Daddy' far greater
than he ever did 'Professor'.
"So, are you three excited about today?" Utonium
said.
"Uh-huh." said Buttercup, looking up from her
search to smile at Utonium. Buttercup was excited.
The past few months had awakened in Buttercup, whether
she realized it or not, a desire to be like a normal
child. And the Kindergarten's Graduation ceremony was
an event all the kids went too so Buttercup was eager to do it.
"Yep." said Bubbles with a faint smile of her
own. She was as excited as Buttercup, but she was
still depressed a little over her hair. The Professor
had said that her hair might be able to go back to
pigtails before the ceremony, but he wasn't sure so
Bubbles didn't know if she should be hopeful or not.
"Huh?" said Blossom, confused. She had been
preoccupied by her talk with the Professor that she
had completely forgotten about the last day of school.
It took her a couple of seconds to realize what Professor
was referring to. Blossom knew Buttercup would probably
say something sarcastic or smart-alecky to her. As if
reading her thoughts Buttercup looked up from the cereal box.
"Don'cha remember, Blossom? Today's the last
day at school. How could Little Miss Braniac forget something
like that?" she said.
"Yeah," said Bubbles, ignoring Buttercup's
little remark, "Buttercup had it marked on the
calendar with beg red letters an' circles."
Buttercup turned away and blushed a bit at
being called on her enthusiasm. Blossom herself blushed
at completely forgetting about the last day. They had been
practicing for that night's ceremony for the past week
and a half. Luckily, the Professor came to Blossom's
rescue before Buttercup could taunt her some more.
"Now, girls, it probably only slipped Blossom's
mind because she found out something I was going to
tell you about before I meant her to."
"What's that Daddy?" Buttercup said, looking up
from her search for the cereal prize. Blossom still
found it odd to hear Buttercup saying 'Daddy' but
what she had noticed is that there was a slightly,
hopeful was the best word Blossom could come up with,
tone to Buttercup's voice.
"Well, I found out from Ms Keane that the Graduation Ceremony is going to be an hour and a half earlier because their commencement speaker cancelled." Utonium replied. Buttercup forgot about her
cereal search completely and looked at Utonium.
"Who was the speaker?"
"Blarney, the Singing Sea Serpent."
"Oh." Buttercup went back to her search.
"You gonna be okay, Blossom?" Bubbles asked with concern.
"Yeah, I already found out about that. That's why Dad's tellin' us now instead of after school. Because now he doesn't have to worry about my reaction." Blossom answered.
"Yes, Blossom found out accidentally." Utonium said, "Since she already knew I figured there was no harm in telling the two of you now."
"Okay." said Buttercup, then turned to her sisters, "Can you believe today's the last day?" She began staring off into space and began absently eating her cereal forgetting almost
completely about the cereal box next to her.
Bubbles let out a breath she had been holding
for a few moments and shot a conspiratory look to Blossom
as she took out a Puppet Pals decoder bracelet and showed it
to Blossom. That's when Blossom realized why Bubbles had been worried.
Bubbles had gotten to the cereal first and got the prize before
Buttercup could. If Buttercup had kept looking, she would
have eventually realized there was no prize to be found. Bubbles got
curious when Buttercup just stared into space for a couple
minutes. Blossom and Bubbles shared a small laugh at their luck.
"Buttercup? Buttercup? BUTTERCUP?" Bubbles
said, trying to get her sister's attention.
"She's probably daydreaming about what she's
gonna do during Summer Vacation." said Blossom, waving
her mitt in front of Buttercup's face and drawing no
reaction at all.
"Yeah. Hee hee hee." Bubbles said.
"Okay Girls, it's time to get going to school."
said the Professor, looking at his watch, "You want to
fly or want me to drive you?"
"Fly." said the Girls, even Buttercup, who had
broken out her reverie to answer Utonium.
Utonium knew the girls had desired to be more
like normal children so, for the past few months, he
had driven the Girls to school instead of letting them
fly, though they still did that every now and then.
Usually when something special was happening, as it
was today. So Utonium just shrugged and smiled at his
girls.
"Okay, I'll see you this afternoon. Have a good
day." Utonium said, giving each child a kiss on the
cheek as they floated past him.
"Bye, Daddy." said the Girls.
"Bye, Girls."
* * * * *
Sandra Keane was having trouble maintaining her
sanity.
This always happens on the last day of
school. thought Sandy. The students were their
rowdiest and noisiest on this day. It figured though,
his being the last day, Sandy couldn't give
misbehaving students any serious punishment and make
it stick. Sandy had all but lost her mind her first
couple years as a teacher because of all the noise.
Since then she managed to learn a few tricks that help keep
her students' noise level down. Some of which she
wasn't entirely sure she was allowed to do, but she
did anyway.
"All right, kids, settle down." said Sandy
gently, trying to get her students' attention, but she
got no response other than a lot of noise and chatter.
"Kids." she said, still being ignored.
"KIDS!" she shouted at the top of her lungs, she
let out a resigned sigh, "Every last day I have to
do this."
She decided it was time to employ one such
trick. She reached into a drawer in her desk and
pulled out a small canister with a cone-shape with a
button on top. She also took out a pair of earplugs
and inserted them in her ear. Then, she held up the
air-horn and let it wail out full blast. The
children, scared silly by the loud noise, looked at
Ms. Keane in surprise. She then instructed them to
sit down. The children did so and she began her
class.
"Thank you, class." said Sandy as she replaced
the air horn in its drawer.
"Honestly, every last day I have to use that
thing." Said Sandy, more to herself than anybody.
"Now, I know none of you want any boring
lessons." began Sandy, who noticed the disappointed
looks on the children�s' faces, thinking they were
going to be getting lessons, "So today, so you won't
be getting any," she continued, the kids' faces
brightening, "but..." Sandy said, once again causing
the kids' faces to drop. They began to complain
loudly but Sandy quieted them by reaching for her air
horn drawer again.
"BUT..." she started again, "We will have one
last Graduation practice today between recess and
lunch."
The kids let out a loud, communal groan. Sandy
knew they didn't like these practices, but the
graduation was tonight and Sandy wanted things to go
right, she hated it when things went wrong. So, she
wanted at least one more brief rehearsal before
tonight. But she had made certain that the children
would enjoy the rest of the day.
"Don't worry," she said with a reassuring smile,
"before recess and after lunch we will watch a movie."
The kids let out a loud cheer but quickly quite
down after remembering Sandy's air-horn.
"Now," she began, "We can watch either Clay
Story 2," the kids looked excited, it was a favorite
among many.
"The Polymatrix," the boys, and Buttercup,
became very happy at the mention of the popular sci-
fi/action flick. Sandy had had a lot of trouble with
the parents just to get that on the list of
possibilities because many thought it was too violent.
"Or Blarney the Singing Sea Serpent meets Nessie
the Loch Ness Monster." that one drew a mixed
response, many children liked Blarney but some, who
thought they were 'too mature' for that sort of movie,
felt it was too babyish for them.
"Now, we're going to vote on what we're going to
watch. Whoever wants Clay Story raise their hands."
A small group of children, including Bubbles,
raised their hands to vote. But many didn't since
they'd seen it in theaters.
"Okay." said Sandy, as she counted off the
votes, "Polymatrix."
Another group, mainly boys, raised their hands.
Though Sandy noticed that Buttercup was raising her
hand too. Sandy counted off the votes, and noticed
that it looked like Blarney would win by roughly one
or two votes.
"And finally, Blarney."
The rest of the children raised their hands in
response to it, including Blossom. Sandy was a bit
surprised at Blossom's vote. She quickly remembered
the Girl was a big Blarney fan, though was sometimes
scared to show it because she didn't want to hurt her
reputation as a smart child who was mature for her
age.
"Okay, the winner is Blarney." Sandy announced,
after counting and comparing all of the votes. The
kids who had voted for the other two groaned. Blossom
didn't notice the glare Buttercup shot her for not
voting for Polymatrix.
Sandy wheeled out a cart with a TV on top and a VCR underneath, popped in the 'Blarney' video and hit the 'play' button.
As the movie began Sandy walked back to her desk
and worked on some papers, letting the kids enjoy the
movie in peace.
* * * * *
Buttercup watched the Blarney movie with limited
interest. She had really been hoping to see
Polymatrix and this would have been her only chance
since Professor Utonium thought it was too violent for
his daughters to see. Unfortunately, Blossom's vote
had turned it over to Blarney.
Oh, well. Thought Buttercup, Maybe
mom'll take me one day. She was referring to Ms.
Keane, but in Buttercup's mind she was either 'Mommy'
or 'Mom'. Ever since she and her sisters had been in
that alternate earth, or changed history, or whatever
it was, Sandra Keane had become her mother. She'd
been ready to give up the life she had now, and probably
would have, had Sandy not promised
to marry Utonium when the school year was up.
The fact that Buttercup and her sisters had been
Ms. Keane's students was, for some reason, why she
couldn't be with Utonium. She'd told Buttercup it was
something called a 'Conflict of Interests'. Buttercup
didn't totally understand what the big deal was. But
she was simply glad the wait was over and Ms. Keane would
be her mom again.
Buttercup couldn't help but often wonder what
Blossom and Bubbles would think if they knew about
that. She had never gotten around to telling them
about the arrangement. Buttercup herself didn't quite
know why she didn't just tell them. She thought it
was probably just because it was something between
just her and Ms. Keane and nobody else.
Whatever the reasons, she had yet to tell
Blossom and Bubbles that they'd soon have a mother
again. They probably suspected something. Especially
after that thunder-thing, when Ms. Keane had shown up to help
Blossom and Buttercup through their fears. Ms. Keane had
been more than just the Girls' teacher then. Buttercup
sometimes thought Bubbles knew about it all, but her blond sister never
mentioned anything to her. Blossom seemed to be
completely clueless to the situation.
* * * * *
The hour until recess passed uneventfully. When
the bell range Sandy stopped the video and dismissed
the class to go out and play. She had just sat down at her desk to
finish some last second arrangements when she noticed
one child had not left with all the rest. The child just
sat in the chair and waited as Sandy approached her.
"Buttercup? Aren't you going to go outside and
play, honey?" She asked.
"No..." the little girl said shyly, "I don't
really wanna."
Sandy smiled at Buttercup. She could never get
over how much this little girl was like herself when
she was five. Sandy had been the rowdiest kid in
their family. She had even earned the coveted title
of 'Queen of the Tomboys'. She had also heard that
same phrase used to describe Buttercup. But despite
the "Rough 'n' Tumble" attitude she usually had,
Buttercup was just a sweet, sometimes even shy, child.
So much like Sandy had been at that delicate age.
"Well, why not?" Sandy asked.
"I wanted to ask ya somethin'." replied
Buttercup nervously.
"Okay, shoot."
"When're you an' Daddy gonna get married?" she
suddenly blurted.
The question had Sandy at a complete loss.
Sandy and Utonium had planned a brief dating stage,
more or less for appearances' sake. But as she looked
at the hopeful little eyes in front of her, Sandy
realized that Buttercup had always assumed they'd
marry almost immediately after school.
"Um, Buttercup, Baby," Sandy said, using the
affectionate nickname she used only with Buttercup, "I
think there's been a small misunderstanding."
"Meaning what?" asked Buttercup.
"Meaning that you made an assumption I hadn't
realized you'd made." Sandy said, well aware she was
just confusing Buttercup further but unable to come up
with something better, "You thought your daddy 'n' me
would get married right away. Well, that won't be how
it'll work."
"What?" Buttercup said sadly, "Why?"
"Well, you father and I want to get to know each
other...again. We fell in love in the" she hesitated
slightly, "other world. And, while the reasons for
that love are still there, we've agreed that it
would be best if we dated a little first."
"I don't get it. If you already love each
other, why date?"
"Well, we want to learn about each other.
Different things happened to us here than in
the...other world. For example, the first time your
dad and I met was when we had the parent/teacher
conference about you and your sisters falling asleep
in class."
"Oh, yeah. I remember that. The curfew."
Buttercup said, "Hey. I just thoughta somethin'. How
did you an' Dad meet in that other world?"
"I was getting to that. I...other time I met
your father, was when he was taking a walk with you
three girls and passed by the school. About five
months after you were born."
* * * * *
"It was late morning and I had just let my class
out for recess. The kids played in the yard as they
always do. In fact, as you always do. I saw your
father walking by hanging on to a rather wide
stroller. He looked like he'd been run ragged. The
kids all ran to the fence, their attention grabbed by
the three babies in the stroller. And before you ask,
yes I do mean you.
"You could tell just by looking at him your
father was not ready for three babies. He had
stubble as if he hadn't shaved in days and droopy eyes
that made it seem like he hadn't slept in weeks. As
for you and your sisters, you didn't have a care in
the world. You sat in your stroller basking in the
attention the rest of the kids were giving you. I
figured your dad could really use a break. So
I invited him in for some coffee, and extended recess
so the kids could play with the babies. I got to
talking to him. Luckily he was too exhausted to even go
into that "I...I...I..." thing he does around women.
Kinda funny really, the only time I could get him to
be himself was when he was too tired to be nervous.
"You girls had a wonderful time yourselves. In
fact, only one minor problem came around. Mitch
Mitchellson removed that restrainer you had around
your ankle. Yes, you were playing with Mitch, you
were a tomboy even then. You ended up slamming Mitch
through a wall. I was amazed. After all, it's not
every day you see a five-month old girl kick a five
year old boy through a concrete wall.
"Well, after some initial shock, your dad
explained the situation to the class and me. The kids
just thought it was cool that they knew baby
superheroes. I was interested too, both in the three of you
and your father.
"Nothing overly spectacular happened after that.
Your father and I dated just like any other couple.
After about three months, you guys met my parents. My
mom and dad fell in love with you girls instantly.
Your dad was a bit of a harder sale. But, gradually, they
started to like him too.
"You were around nine months old when we
married. I didn't realize until then just how much
work babies really were. Still, I'm glad I did. It
was about a month later when you and your sisters came
to that world, that is...um...the actual you and your
sisters...the you and your sisters of thi...well, you
know what I mean. And you also pretty much know what
happened from there.
* * * * *
"Yeah. I do." said Buttercup, "Great story."
"Thank you." said Sandy, "I'm glad you..." she
was cut off by the sound of the bell ending recess.
Sandy stepped back to her desk as the kids returned to
their desk. Bubbles and Blossom sat down to either
side of her sister and began questioning her about her
absence at recess. Buttercup just shrugged off the
questions and tried to make it seem like nothing had
happened. Sandy decided to step in with her
announcement.
"Okay, kids." started Sandy, getting her
class' attention, "I know you want to keep watching
the movie, but we still have one last graduation
practice to do."
The communal groan that came from the class
angered Sandy a little. But she didn't let it show.
"When you've gotten that out of your systems,
we're going to have a dress rehearsal. Your caps and
gowns are in the cloakrooms. So please get up and
them."
Some of the students whined about getting the
clothes. Mostly the boys because they had to wear
'girly' gowns. Sandy let them get all their whining
out of their system, she learned long ago it was no use
trying to stop them. She just waited as the kids put
the outfits on over their clothes. When they were
finished dressing she spoke up.
"Okay, kids, now that we're ready. I want to line
up in just the way I showed you."
The children obeyed and stood in five rows of six
alphabetically. Blossom, Bubbles, and Buttercup were in
the middle seats of the last row since their names started
with U. The only one whose name was farther back in the
alphabet, Vindo Wiper, sat next to Buttercup in the far
right seat in the last row.
Sandy stood to the left side of the lined up
students and began to read off the names alphabetically.
Each child stood, walked up to Sandy, collected a small
piece of candy Sandy was currently substituting for
diplomas, and sat back down.
* * * * *
Buttercup was beginning to wonder if it was possible
for a person to die of boredom. She felt like she was
going out of her mind. She hated standing still and she
especially hated sitting still. Not a dinner went by
where Professor Utonium didn't tell her to stop fidgeting
or kicking the table.
Buttercup wished that the Powerpuff Hotline would
ring so she'd have an excuse to get out of here. That was
unlikely, however. After the thunder debacle, Professor
Utonium had promised the Girls they wouldn't have to worry
so much about Townsville and be able to spend more time
simply being kids. He had all but ordered the Mayor to
never call the Girls to help unless a supervillain or a
giant monster was attacking Townsville. The Professor had
been more assertive than the Girls had ever seen him.
This was one of those rare occasions where Buttercup
regretted his doing that. She wanted something to
happen.
Buttercup eagerly stood and went to Ms. Keane
when her name was called. She took her time returning to
her seat, savoring the chance to just move. Fortunately, since
she was the next to last to go up, it wasn't long until the
practice was over. Ms. Keane said the kids were free to do
what they liked until lunchtime. So they brought out the
board games they kept stored for rainy days and played with
them. Everyone was so relieved that the rehearsal was finished
that they hadn't even bothered to change out of their gowns
with the exception of the more "macho" of the boys.
Buttercup just walked around for a bit, pleased simply
to be moving around. She was looking in Blossom's direction
when she happened to notice something. Blossom was floating
next to some friends talking to them. This wasn't unusual in itself,
Blossom tended to prefer floating over walking and she had a
large circle of friends. What was unusual was where
Blossom was floating. It was right above an air conditioning
vent on the floor. Buttercup also noticed that Blossom was
still wearing her cap and gown.
This opportunity is just too good to pass up!
thought Buttercup. She walked to the thermostat and, when
she realized it was a bit too high for her, floated up to
it. She took a minute to figure out just what she had to
do, double checked to make sure Blossom was still in position,
and then cranked the A.C. to full blast.
* * * * *
"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"
Sandy's head snapped up from some paperwork she was doing.
She turned her head to where she had heard the scream couldn't
completely believe what she saw.
Blossom, floating over an air vent, was screaming at the
top of her lungs. Someone had turned on the air conditioning
and the air coming from the vent was blowing Blossom's gown
over her head. Fortunately for Blossom she was still wearing
her clothes underneath. Unfortunately, those clothes consisted
of a skirt also being blown up. All the kids in the class were
surprised at first, then started laughing and chanting "I see
London, I see France...". Everyone except Blossom, Bubbles,
and the kids who were standing next to Blossom were laughing
and pointing. Blossom was frantically trying to push down
her dress and graduation gown so nobody could see her underwear.
It didn't even occur to her she was wearing tights and nothing could
be seen.
Sandy looked at the thermostat control to see Buttercup
laughing her head off. It wasn't hard for Sandy to figure out
what happened, but first thing was first. She all but ran to
the vent and pulled Blossom away from it and helped her pull down
her gown. Blossom's eyes told Sandy everything she needed.
The kid was both furious and humiliated. The combination of
emotions was bringing her to tears.
"Bubbles, take Blossom to my office for right now, okay?"
she instructed the blonde Powerpuff who had rushed to her sister.
"Okay, Ms. Keane."
With Blossom gone that little crisis was temporarily taken
care of. Right now, Sandy had someone else to deal with.
* * * * *
"BUTTERCUP UTONIUM!"
Buttercup's wide smile dropped faster than she could fly.
She looked up to see a very angry Ms. Keane glaring down
at her.
Wuh-oh. I may have gone too far this time.
Buttercup thought.
"I can not believe you could do such a thing! To your own
sister, no less!"
Buttercup cringed, unable to respond.
"You are in a lot of trouble young lady! Get in the corner,
right now! I'll deal with you later! I have to take care of your
sister first. She's humiliated because of what you did!"
Buttercup rushed to the corner Ms. Keane had indicated.
Buttercup was too surprised at how angry Ms. Keane was to really
respond. She just sat in the corner without a word and was silently
glad that Ms. Keane didn't believe in spanking.
* * * * *
Sandy returned to her office after she was certain
Buttercup would stay where she was told. She saw Blossom
was being comforted by Bubbles and had calmed down to the
point where stopped crying. But Sandy now saw a very angry
look in Blossom's eyes. Sandy knew she had to placate Blossom
before something else happened.
"How are you feeling now Blossom?" she asked the child.
"Better. Bubbles said nobody could see much." Blossom said.
"That's good. Now don't worry about Buttercup. I�ll be sure
to punish her myself. And I'm going to tell your father exactly
what happened."
"Don't tell dad." Blossom said quickly.
"Huh?" Sandy and Bubbles asked simultaneously.
"Punish Buttercup if you feel you need to Ms.
Keane. But I want to get even with Buttercup myself. If you tell
dad, he'll just ground Buttercup and I'll never get a chance to
get her back."
At the thought of vengeance on Buttercup, Blossom suddenly got
a look on her face angry enough to scare even HIM himself. Sandy
quickly realized that if she let Blossom do what she wanted,
Blossom would punish her sister far worse than Bill and Sandy
put together.
"Well," Sandy began after a few minutes, "I can't say I
approve of doing something to your sister solely out of revenge."
Blossom's face simply fell at Sandy's words.
"It's not just out of revenge!" Blossom blurted out trying to get
in her two cents, "Buttercup probably expects nothing worse than a long
grounding out of this. So, I think she should learn a thing
or two about how her actions can have consequences. It could be a
punishment."
"You've got a point." Sandy said, Blossom started to look hopeful, "Okay. I'll let you do whatever you plan on doing."
"YESSSS!" Blossom all but shouted.
"On three conditions." said Sandy, interrupting Blossom's
celebration.
"One, you are not to injure your sister in any way."
"Okay."
"Two, it can't be anything worse than what she did to you.
Let the punishment fit the crime."
"All right." Blossom said after thinking it over, "Fair
enough."
"And three, I punish her here and now."
"Hmmm...I guess so."
"Then it's a deal?" asked Sandy.
"Deal." said Blossom. They shook hands and Blossom went
back outside to get ready for lunch. As Blossom left Bubbles
floated up to Sandy.
"Ms. Keane, are you sure that was a good idea?" she asked.
"Not really." Sandy answered honestly, "But I couldn't
think of anything better."
"Oh. Well, maybe Blossom'll calm down and let us tell
my daddy later." Bubbles said
"Maybe." Sandy replied
* * * * *
Blossom stepped out of Ms. Keane's office and took her
seat as if nothing had happened. Most of the kids went along
with Blossom and didn't say a word. However, some did stare
at her for a second and chuckle.
Buttercup, when I'm through with you you'll never want to risk playing a prank on anybody ever again.
THE END OF PART 1
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