Note: Because I'm doing so many characters, they'll be color-coded. The rest of you don't have to do this if you don't want to.<br/><br/>"The city...of Townsville<br/><br/>...has been cursed with dark days! Oh, such horrors have befallen this once evil then bright and now evil again place! Townsville is no longer even called Townville. Now, its known simply...as Heck. Heck, I say!!"<br/><br/>The skies above Townsville, or the remains of Townsville, are no longer blue, but have been stained blood red by an unknown drop in the bucket of unspeakable terror this humble town has endured in the recent past. Black, polluted clouds ride on a desolate wind across a moon broken in half. Townsville landmarks lie in ruin, from City Hall to the statue of Bubbles and Bullet. Even Pokey Oaks is now little more than a sign marking the now silent playground and charred drywall. Somewhere, a tall man in a lab coat sits among three graves with small stones at their heads, weeping.<br/><br/>"Just kidding!"<br/><br/>The ruins are like new again, whole, shiny and with outstanding structural integrity. Landmarks become the way they should be with a nice "ding!". The still very much intact town resides comfortably under the blue sky it knows so well in between monster attacks. The man in the coat, professor Utonium, is now laughing as he sits not with stones, but with computers. A feeling of peace and prosperity blankets Townsville and buys it ice cream.<br/><br/>"That could never happen to this city, because it has standing guard over it three superheroes! And not just any superheroes. But the one and only...Powerpuff Girls! Or should I say Powerpuff Ladies? Some eighteen years after their creation, the girls have grown into fine young women, as we all knew they would! But not everything in Townsville is so fine! For at this very moment, the evil, maniacal, nefarious arch-fiend Mojo Jojo is holed away in his lab. Cooking up something sinister, no doubt! What terrible schemes of malice and pain do you have planned for humaity this time, Mojo Jojo!?"<br/><br/>Inside his base atop a volcano, the chemically-enhanced simian is gazing into a monitor, studying it very carefully. The sillouhette of Mojo Jojo, his hand stogether at his chin, looks ominous in the glow coming from the screen.<br/><br/>"Oh, Mojo, how could you dare to...cry?"<br/><br/>The hands at his chin are holding a handkercheif, which Mojo Jojo has blown his nose into recently. Mojo's eyes are redder than usual and are leaking profusely. On the screen, a man and woman in black and white tell each other about the other's eyes, lips, body and soul. They kiss passionately, the woman melting as standing is no longer a priority to her brain. All it cares about is this man and his kiss.<br/><br/>"Yes...," Mojo says with a wavering voice as he dabs his eyes. "That...was...perfect."<br/><br/>"Wow, I can't believe Mojo not only has a taste for classic movies, but for romance as well. Tell us, Mojo, what did you take away from what was obviously a moving film?"<br/><br/>"I have taken..," he begins, shifting quickly from teary to leering. "..an idea for my grreatest plan yet to destroy the POW-WUHPUFF GUHLS!"<br/><br/>"What!?"<br/><br/>"Yes! For you see, when they were little, they were very young and did not have the weaknesses of mature women. Their immaturity had prevented certain shortcomings from manifesting in them, which made it difficult to find their weakness, as they had fewer of them then to be found. But now, being grown, those weaknesses are their's to have and to be expolited by me, Mmooo-joJojo, in order to defeat them and rule the world!" Mojo's sinister laughter echoed throughout his larger-than-it-looks-from-outside base.<br/><br/>"....what?"<br/><br/>"I shall explain, for you obviously do not understand, your question of 'what' indicating a lack of understanding and your repeating of it only serving to emphasize that my plan is unclear to you. Therefore, I shall explain the plan so that it WILL be clear to you! I shall use on the Pow-wuhpuff Guhls my greatest invention: the Rowdyruff Boys! The first time they met, those accursed girls used little boys' inherent hatred, loathing and disliking of being kissed. They found their only weakness in the simple act of a tiny little kiss, thereby destorying them through exploitation of their Achilles' heel. But now, I shall turn the tables! I shall use this same strategy against them! I shall be..vicTORIOUS!!" His evil gaze returned to the screen, which displayed the woman being powerless to stop the man from removing her blouse and having his way with..<br/><br/>"Woah! Okay, new scene! At the new, expanded suburban home of the Powerpuff Girls, an alert on another, less adult monitor tells Professor Utonium that its time to wake the sleepy superheroes."<br/><br/>"Oh my, its time for school!" Professor Utonium walks upstairs twice to the hallway that was added on when the girls reached puberty and one room for all of them would no longer do. He strolls down this hall, taking paternal pleasure in this morning ritual and stopping at the first door, on which he knocks. "Blossom, time for another fun and educational day at school!" He continues to the second door, knocking on it as well. "Oh, Bubbles," he calls, almost singing. "Rise and shine, my little pixie! The new day will be so lonely without you." Finally, he raps on the third door. "Wake up, Buttercup! The day has started and it needs someone to seize it!" With the girls now hopefully awake, he goes down one flight of stairs and begins making French toast, bacon and eggs for them. He starts to make sandwiches too before remembering slightly wistfully that they're not little girls anymore. But he doesn't mind that he can't pick them all up anymore. They may have grown, but so has his love for them.