(Open POV)
Townsville…
There is the city skyline at night.
"The city of Townsville…" The narrator said, while he looked at the buildings.
In the windows of one of the buildings, people are sleeping in beds, in armchairs, at desks.
"…where most folks, after being put through the paces of daily life, have put their dogs up and called it a day." The narrator said.
Outside Utonium Residence…
"But for one man…" The narrator said, as the Professor is looking out of a window; the Professor paces with a pipe in his mouth. "…science marches on." Pause. "How goes it, Pro…"
The Professor glares at the camera and pulls the shade down.
"Oh. Well, sir, I can't rightly blame him for wanting his privacy." The narrator said.
Utonium Residence…
There is the lab door as the narrator continues. The sound of tools at work comes from within; the hallway is dark.
"For, you see, old Professor has been locked up in that lab going on a week now, working on his latest pet project." The narrator said.
Outside Girls' room…
The door to the girls' room is open and the narrator continues.
"And though they understand the importance of his work…" The narrator said.
(Jared's POV)
Girls' room…
The girls are sitting up in bed. They look sadly at the doorway and each other. I am on my phone, calling up a friend of mine, knowing what this next month will have.
"Clara? Yeah. I'm going to have a situation here." I said, placing my iPhone 16 Pro Max near my ear. "The episode is Pet Feud. I need the Doctor's help to bring those little furballs to some uninhabitable planet at the end of this adventure. I don't know when this adventure took place, Clara. It's different worldwide. It could be 1999 or 2000. Depending on the region."
"…our girls are growing a little concerned with Jared." The narrator said.
Outside the lab…
The lab door is closed.
"Not to mention…" the narrator said, and the girls stand in front of it with me, blankets in hand. "…lonely."
"Thanks, Clara." I said, ending the call with Clara and placing my phone inside my pocket. "I'll see you and the Doctor at the end of this."
The night has passed and the girls and I are asleep on the floor, with the heroes having their blankets pulled up. Now the hallway is lighted—morning has come. We are shaken awake by the sound of a tremendous explosion from inside the lab; a moment later, the door falls off its hinges and crashes to the floor. The Professor, covered with soot from head to toe, does likewise. His eyes are wide open.
"Girls. Jared." The Professor said, dazed. "Girls! Jared!" He is fully conscious, holding up one hand. "I've done it!"
As the Professor says this last, zoom in on the upraised hand. A small ball of red fur sits on this; it has tiny feet, a big smile, and eyes that dart all over the place.
"I've created the perfect pet!" The Professor said, excitedly.
It jumps to the floor in front of the girls, its eyes still moving everywhere. The girls look down at it with some puzzlement for a moment, but this quickly gives way to smiles and squeals of delight. It follows suit, and the girls bend over for a closer look as it bounces up and down.
"Oh, Professor, he's perfect." Blossom said, happily.
The Professor has recovered from the aftereffects of the explosion and is now standing up.
"Yes. The Biogenetically Engineered Experimental Bipedal Organism, or BEEBO as I like to call him, is perfect in every way." The Professor said, smiling.
The little furball starts bouncing into and out of view around him as he continues, and the tops of the girls' heads move after it.
"He knows a variety of tricks. He makes no waste. He will never grow old. He's playful, loving, and not to mention one of the cutest little guys in the world." The Professor said, smirking.
On the latter part of this, it and the girls stop. Now the Professor holds out one hand and becomes stern; the creature jumps onto his palm as he continues.
"But, girls, there's one thing you must remember about BEEBO. And Jared already knows this about BEEBO due to his foreknowledge." The Professor said, looking down at the girls. "You must only feed him once. Do you understand?" The girls nod. "Good." The Professor is smiling again. "Now, get out of here, you little scamps."
The Professor drops BEEBO to the floor, and my eyes began to follow BEEBO. BEEBO bounces away., and the girls zip after it.
Bedroom…
Blossom is hard at work in front of the mirror.
"Whatcha doin'?" I asked, walking up to Blossom.
"I'm doing something normal." Blossom said, wielding ribbons and cosmetics at lightning speed for a while, then stops and thinks very hard. "What do you think should go on BEEBO?"
"A bow." I said, happily.
Blossom's face brightens—she has the idea she has been groping for—and she reaches over to pick up a small yellow bow. She sets this in place, and now we see what she has been working on: a makeover for BEEBO.
"So, why were you calling Clara?" Blossom asked, looking at me. "Was there any particular reason?"
BEEBO's fur is now in ringlets, and it wears makeup; the bow sits on top, after the fashion of Blossom's hair.
"Not really." I said, smiling.
"Are you sure?" Blossom asked, looking down lovingly at her work—'aw, ain't that cute?'—and is rewarded for it when BEEBO jumps into her hands. "Any hints?"
Blossom cradles BEEBO happily, but the joy gives way to concern when she looks down at it. Now it looks rather miserable and pitiful; Blossom thinks for a second, and she smiles and snaps her fingers.
"Nope." I said, taking out my Nintendo Switch 2 to play Xenoblade Chronicles X Definitive Edition. "The situation is under control. Promise."
"Okay. Good." Blossom said, zipping away. "I'm going to get BEEBO something."
Kitchen…
BEEBO is on the kitchen floor, still looking unhappy. There is the sound of plates and silverware rattling, and I'm looking at the refrigerator. Blossom is digging around inside, and she comes up with a green apple. The creature brightens at the sight of this and jumps up to eat it out of Blossom's hand.
"Are you sure you can't provide any hints?" Blossom asked.
The whole thing is gone in an instant, BEEBO chews happily as Blossom and I watch.
"Positive. I mean, everything will work out in the end." I said, looking down at my Nintendo Switch 2.
Suddenly BEEBO's size increases slightly, surprising Blossom for a moment, but she soon cuddles it happily again.
Outside Utonium Residence…
Buttercup and I are standing outside the house.
"Jared, wanna play wall ball?" Buttercup asked, throwing BEEBO against the wall; it landed feet first and bounces back toward her.
"Sure." I said, jumping up to catch it in midair, Buttercup lets fly once again. "What's up, Buttercup?"
"It's that you've been playing on the Nintendo Switch 2 for a while." Buttercup said, sadly.
The game of catch goes on for some time, after which Buttercup drops to the ground and rubs the ball's top portion vigorously. BEEBO appears to enjoy the entire experience.
"Why is it sad?" Buttercup asked, standing up and laughs silently to herself, but then becomes concerned; we see that the pet looks unhappy again. "Is it hungry?"
Kitchen…
I'm hearing the sound of plates and silverware, and I'm sitting down at the kitchen table where Buttercup's shadow falls across the view. BEEBO's face instantly brightens at Buttercup's approach.
"How about this?" Buttercup asked, holding a plate of chocolate cake, which is promptly devoured in no time flat. "Will this work for it?"
BEEBO sits on the empty plate, chewing happily; after a moment, it grows again.
"It does." I said, sadly..
The increase in weight causes the plate to tip in Buttercup's hands and a surprised expression to appear on the tomboys's face, but she lifts it back to the horizontal and smiles.
Bedroom…
Now it is nighttime, and I phased into the room invisible to look at Bubbles, who is fast asleep. A shadow advances across her; Bubbles' eyes pop open in surprise, and on the floor is BEEBO, that same miserable look appearing again.
Kitchen…
BEEBO looks quite happy and is chewing on a midnight snack.
"Jared, you look tired." Bubbles said, sitting next to BEEBO, with an empty refrigerator behind us. "Have you gotten any sleep?"
"Not really." I said, frowning. "I've been making sure BEEBO stays in the house."
A pizza box is off to one side with several slices tumbled out onto the floor. BEEBO gets a little bigger, now perhaps half the size of Bubbles; she is surprised for a moment, then smiles and gives it another slice, which it promptly devours. Now it is Bubbles' turn to love this thing to death.
Outside Utonium Residence…
It is night outside. As the Narrator spoke, it's morning, then it's night, and finally to morning again.
"And so, as the days passed, the girls' love for BEEBO just grew and grew." The narrator said. "And the more updated Jared kept with the Doctor and Clara over BEEBO's side."
"Ok, BEEBO. Come find us." Blossom said, from inside the house.
Utonium Residence…
A very large ball of red fur pokes its eyes around a doorway. The whole of BEEBO jumps out and enters the room—it has grown considerably since I saw it last and has now sprouted stubby arms and legs. BEEBO looks back and forth, and it looks around the room.
I took my phone out and took a photo of BEEBO to send to Clara, so she can show it to the Doctor. I then placed my phone inside my pocket, knowing how this day is going to turn out by the end of it.
"Okay. That's that." I said, walking up to BEEBO. "You have gotten big, haven't you?"
Blossom is the first to be seen by BEEBO, standing on a table with a lampshade on her head. Next is an armchair, with Buttercup's head poking out among the cushions. Finally I see Bubbles standing on her head on another table; a flower stands up between her feet—she is doing her best vase impersonation.
BEEBO's face breaking into a big smile. It zips up and takes a chomp from Blossom's lampshade; she laughs, and it jumps away from the table.
"Ha, ha, ha! Ok, BEEBO. You found me." Blossom said, still laughing.
Now BEEBO runs over to the other table and starts eating this. Bubbles stays in 'character' for as long as she can, but finally breaks when it has almost reached her end.
"You found me! Eek!" Bubbles cried.
At the end of this, she goes spinning away and BEEBO grabs the flower in its mouth. Bubbles is on the floor and Blossom is still wearing the munched lampshade. The armchair is in the background; BEEBO is nowhere in sight. Around us, the room is a shambles. I looked over at Buttercup's hiding place as the sound of something very large falling was heard nearby. BEEBO lands next to her, opens its mouth very wide, and lashes its tongue out like a frog. It pulls the entire chair toward itself, and Buttercup screams in fright.
"Aah! Ok! You found me!" Buttercup said, jumping clear just before the chair is swallowed whole.
The creature rumbles a bit and grows once again; now it stands almost up to the ceiling. The girls land in front of it.
"Ok, BEEBO. Now you hide, and we'll seek." Blossom said, happily.
"Blossom, are you sure this is a good idea?" I asked, walking up to Blossom.
BEEBO runs away.
"Yeah. It is." Blossom said, smiling. "You didn't give us any hints all week."
BEEBO is running down the hall; its eyes dart back and forth, and it turns left, walking down that direction. Its footsteps thunder away, then return as it crosses to the other side of the hall.
"The Professor gave you the hint. It was for BEEBO to only eat one thing in its entire lifetime." I said, smugly.
I walked away from the girls and walked down the stairs, past the living room, towards the kitchen.
Kitchen….
I took out my phone again to see a text from Clara.
"They're on their way." I said, sending Clara the thumbs up emoji. "Good."
Utonium Residence…
"98, 99, 100. Ready or not, here we come!" The girls said, from inside their bedroom.
I walked up the stairs back up to the girls' bedroom. The girls flew out into the hall and approached me. Looking in both directions, they turn right and fly away with me following them; I looked at a doorway as the girls passed it.
"How long were you texting Clara for?" Blossom asked.
"As long as it took for you girls to count for hide and seek." I said, sadly.
A picture in the room is missing a corner and has been knocked askew. The girls backed up and gasped in shock; I looked around the room. Huge bites have been taken out of everything—pictures, chairs, tables, the TV, the bookshelves. The far wall shows a huge hole in an instantly recognizable shape, as do the walls of the next several rooms in line. I'm still looking around the entire room, and I looked back at the girls.
"I asked the Doctor and Clara to help clean the entire house as you're dealing with BEEBO." I said, crossing my arms. "They're going back in time to fix the mess here as you three are going to be in trouble with the Professor as soon as he wakes up."
"Okay." The girls said, at the same time.
The girls flew through the hole and I phased through the hole, I looked back at the girls and followed them as we floated through room after room. Each has been ransacked and its contents used for a light snack. We stop at the smashed wall separating the living room and the front yard and gasp; The Professor as he pokes his head around a doorframe.
"Oh, girls, Jared, it's time for…Holy cow!" The Professor said, terrified.
At the end of this, the Professor looked through all the holes BEEBO smashed in the walls on its way out. Bits of the house now litter the yard and the street. I'm standing in the living room, where the Professor confronts the girls.
"Jared, did you call the Doctor and Clara to fix our home?" The Professor asked, walking up to me.
"Yup. The Doctor and Clara will fix the house with the help of time travel. Trying to find someone to fix the windows is going to be tricky. They'll be trying to fix it, Sunday." I said, laughing a lot.
"That is true. One less problem for me to worry about later. Girls, what is this hole?" The Professor asked.
"What hole?" The girls asked, at the same time.
"Don't play dumb." The Professor said, looking down at the girls.
"We're not. We're playing hide-and-seek with BEEBO." Bubbles said, happily.
Blossom nods at this.
"So, where is BEEBO?" I asked, looking down at the floor.
"Well, if we knew that, it wouldn't be hide-and-seek." Bubbles said, smiling.
The Professor looks rather nonplussed, then lets out a weary sigh, "Oh, ok. Just answer me this. Did you remember to feed BEEBO only once?"
"Yes." The girls said, at the same time.
"I did." Buttercup said.
"I did." Blossom said.
"I did?" Bubbles asked.
"I was there with you girls. Blossom, you gave BEEBO an apple after giving it a makeover." I said, clutching the strap of my sling bag. "Buttercup, when we were done playing wall ball with BEEBO, you gave it a chocolate cake during lunch. And Bubbles, you gave BEEBO pizza as a late night snack at midnight."
"Whoops." The girls said, at the same time.
"'Whoops' is right." The Professor said, kneeling down at the girls' eye level. "You see, girls, by feeding BEEBO more than once, you've tricked his brain into thinking it needs to constantly eat. I designed BEEBO to need to eat once and only once in his entire lifetime, but now that you've triggered this compulsive eating habit, there's no telling what he'll do."
"Duh. He'll eat. What's so bad about that?" Buttercup asked.
"Everything! It's why I had to call the Doctor and Clara to help contain BEEBO and bring it to an uninhabitable planet." I said, rolling my eyes. "After they fix our home of course."
(Open POV)
Townsville…
A handful of screaming people are being lifted into BEEBO's mouth. A passenger train barrels down the track and meets a similar fate, rolling straight into the mouth as if entering a tunnel. Now the creature clamps its lips around a building and tears the upper portion loose, swallowing this in one monstrous gulp and looking rather happy about it. The observatory is next to get chomped, followed by another building and a busload of people. The bus has been torn in half; BEEBO eats the people by shaking them out as if tipping out potato chips from a bag.
(Jared's POV)
Living room…
The hotline in the living room as it begins to buzz. I looked over at part of Bubbles' head.
"Uh, maybe he just, uh…" Buttercup said, while I looked between the girls and the Professor. "…wants to say, 'Hi'?"
Buttercup laughs nervously.
"The Mayor wants to say 'Hi' by calling you. Seriously?" I asked, sarcastically. "Answer it, Blossom."
Blossom picks up the call.
"He-Hello?" Blossom asked, stammering.
"Hi, Blossom. How are you?" The Mayor asked, his voice over the hotline.
Blossom lets out a relieved sigh, smiles, and looks back at her sisters, who pick up on her mood.
"Oh. I'm fine. And how are you?" Blossom asked.
"Oh, I'm great. Just great. In fact…" The Mayor said, his voice over the hotline.
Living room / Mayor's office…
Ms. Bellum interrupts the Mayor and blows her cool for the first time since this series began.
"What do you mean, just great?" Ms. Bellum asked, over the outline, yelling. "What about that giant furbag that's eating the town? What's wrong with you? Why do you think you called the girls in the first place? The town is in danger. We need their help!"
The following two lines are said at the same time.
"Is everything ok in there?" Blossom asked.
"Everything isn't okay, Blossom. Since this is your fault along with Bubbles' fault and Buttercup's fault!" I said, angrily.
"Sometimes I wonder how you ever got elected…" Ms. Bellum said, her voice over the hotline, and she said it under the next line. "…and why I need to keep covering for you!""
"I didn't tell you girls because you wouldn't believe me!" I yelled.
"What? I can't hear you. Ms. Bellum and Jared are yelling." The Mayor said, his voice over the hotline.
"I'm yelling and Jared's yelling since he knows what will happen because we're about to be…" Ms. Bellum said, her voice over the hotline. "Aah!"
Over the line, we hear her scream and a great commotion in the office, coupled with a loud animal sound. The noise lasts for a few seconds.
"What? Aah!" The Mayor said, his voice over the hotline.'
Now the Mayor screams; more commotion is heard.
"Mayor? Mayor? Mayor?" Blossom asked, looking at her sisters and I. "Powerpuff Girls, Jared, move out!"
Blossom drops the receiver, and we take off.
Townsville Hall…
BEEBO has the dome's spire in one hand and its other plunged inside, feeling around. Ms. Bellum and the Mayor are lifted out—his head and her legs protrude from the closed fist.
"Should we call the girls?" The Mayor asked.
Townsville…
The girls and I are in flight, approaching the overgrown pet.
"No, BEEBO, no! Don't eat…" Blossom said, sadly.
BEEBO devours the two adults; the girls stop short.
"Mayor! Ms. Bellum!" The girls said, at the same time.
"That's it. Let's get him." Buttercup said, annoyed.
"No! Don't hurt him. I love him." Bubbles said, sadly.
"But…"
"Bubbles is right. He's our pet. It's our fault he's like this. Let me and Jared talk to him." Blossom said, flying away with me. "So, what's the plan?"
"We talk to BEEBO." I said, flying next to Blossom. "That's the plan."
"And so, with her ultra-super-negotiating powers, Blossom tries to soothe the savage beast with the help of the Black Pearl." The narrator said.
"Right." Blossom said, flying towards BEEBO with me.
BEEBO has a piece of a building in its hand.
"BEEBO?" Blossom asked, flying up to BEEBO with me.
"We want to tell you that what you're doing is wrong…" I said, letting out a sigh. "So we want you to stop.
Long pause, after which BEEBO leans forward and eats her and I. I looked back at Bubbles and Buttercup who were looking on.
"Blossom! Jared!" Bubbles and Buttercup said, at the same time.
"That's it!" Buttercup said, charging in towards BEEBO.
"No!" Bubbles cried.
Buttercup flies along one street with an overhead view of it.
"You hungry, BEEBO?" Buttercup asked, turning up towards BEEBO. "How about a knuckle sandwich?"
Buttercup gasps. Just as she is about to hit BEEBO, Buttercup's eyes go wide with surprise. She has just enough time to gasp before flying directly into BEEBO's open mouth.
"Buttercup!" Bubbles said, worried.
(Now it turns around sees Bubbles and charges down the street to chase her. Her pigtails standing on end, she screams and takes off, but its footsteps—heavy enough to register at least a 2.0 on the Richter scale—quickly thunder up behind her. As BEEBO chases this would-be bite to eat, its stomach begins to rumble and it looks a bit sick, moaning softly. Bubbles ducks into an alley and finds herself backed up against a brick wall. She gasps as the colossal shadow falls on her and its owner licks its chops.
"No, BEEBO. No! I love you!" Bubbles said, looking at BEEBO.
Bubbles and BEEBO are staring at each other. The creature's expression changes from avarice to confusion to affection; Bubbles' face shifts gradually from fear to love. Bubbles and BEEBO are smiling broadly at one another for a long moment. The mood is spoiled when BEEBO lashes out its tongue and swallows her.
"Oh, no! With the girls devoured and the Black Pearl, could this be Townsville's darkest hour?" The narrator asked, and BEEBO stomps away. "Oh, I hope everything comes out good in the end."
BEEBO leaves the alley and heads off down the street, but does not get very far before its stomach starts to rumble again. Now it is in severe distress, and it stops. It begins to swell out of all proportion, becoming a huge ball of fur that stands taller than the buildings on either side and wide enough to block the entire street. Finally it disappears in a mushroom cloud that bathes the entire block in a sick glare.
All the things and people BEEBO ate tumble to the ground, landing every which way in the street. The buildings are covered with muck. Across the chaos; a dog drops into view and lands in the wreckage. The girls and I are lying on our stomachs on the pavement and looking very bewildered. Ms. Bellum sits on an upturned car nearby; the Mayor hangs by his coattails from a bent STOP sign. Long silence, during which the girls and I look at each other.
"BEEBO go boom." The girls said, at the same time.
"Nope." I said, pointing towards a certain direction. "BEEBO isn't gone, girls."
"Jared's right." Ms. Bellum said, pointing right with her leg. "Wait, girls. Look."
The girls and I looked off to that side; I looked straight up from the ground. Hundreds of smaller copies of the pet are tumbling from the sky.
"It's raining BEEBOs!" The girls said, at the same time, happily.
"Jared, did you know this would happen?" Blossom asked, while there was an empty patch of sky. "BEEBOs raining down."
Pairs of hands reach up and catch the creatures. The first several to do so each cry out, 'I want one.'; this gives way to excited chatter and soothing words to the new pets.
"I did. That's why I wasn't worried one bit. Besides BEEBO destroying the city." I said, happily.
"That does make a bit of sense." Bubbles said, smiling.
"So, what now?" Buttercup asked.
The girls, the Mayor, Ms. Bellum, and I at the front of the crowd. All of us have BEEBOs in hand—or on head, in the case of Bubbles and the Mayor. The latter is now on the ground. The happiness is cut short by the Professor's hand being lifted into our view.
"WAIT!" The Professor cried.
The Professor is slumped over in the street and out of breath.
"I got here as fast as I could. Hold on. Give—Give me a sec. I— Oh…" The Professor said, standing up. "Ok. When I heard the explosion, I knew that could only mean one thing, that the Biogenetically Engineered Experimental Bipedal Organism, or BEEBO, must have eaten too much and thusly exploded!" He is smiling. "But thanks to the failsafe I built into his system, instead of ceasing to exist, he just broke into the many cute little guys you hold in your hands." Now the Professor drops into doomsayer mode. "But heed my word, citizens of Townsville." The Professor is looking at the crowd as he points at them. "If you plan to keep the BEEBO as a pet, you must remember…" I looked at the Professor. "…to feed him once…" The Professor held up one finger. "…and only once."
The Professor holds up the same finger on the other hand.
"Professor? You're holding up 2 fingers." The Mayor said, as the Professor's second finger is lowered. "Oh, okay, I get it. Once a day."
"No. Once." The Professor said.
"Right. Once in a while." The Mayor said, as the Professor becomes greatly irritated. "Got it. Cool."
The Professor is next to the crowd. He grabs hold of the BEEBO in the Mayor's hands.
"Mayor, you can't have one." The Professor said, snatching it away. "Give me those."
The Professor, everyone else, and I laugh, including the Narrator. The Mayor looks sad at being the butt of the joke.
After some seconds, the Narrator cuts himself off, "Hey, what's so funny? I didn't get one, either."
(Open POV)
The standard end shot comes up.
"So once again, the day is saved thanks to the Powerpuff Girls." The narrator said.
The End!
We'll see you again soon!