(Jared's POV)
Mami's apartment / Townsville…
"Got the security cameras up?" Sayaka asked, snacking on a slice of cake.
"Yup." I said, placing my iPad on the table.
"The hell? Are you guys starting without me?" Kyoto asked, entering the apartment.
There is the city skyline, from a distance, in the morning.
"We were actually getting started." Mami said, placing her cup of tea on its plate. "Jared said that one of his airships is doing its job of automatically purifying our Soul Gems."
"It's how he designed it. Right now, it is transmitting a delta wave signal where it knocks out Witches, and once the Witch is asleep, the airship teleports the Grief Seed into the chamber where a Witch won't hatch from it." Homura said, sipping on her cup of tea.
"Yup. I have the range set to cover both Mitakihara City and Kazamino City." I said, snacking on some cookies. "This should last us the girls' whole school day. And Madoka, Sayaka, you two can pick up the Grief Seeds later."
"That's awesome. How you managed to make a system like that. We don't actually get to kill other Magical Girls." Madoka said, sipping on her tea. "How long did it take you?"
"To develop a system where you don't have to become the Law of Cycles? Uh…about a week?"
"The city of Townsville!" The narrator said, while he looked at the suburbs as he continued. "A friendly place that awakens every morn with the friendly sound of friendly children, heading off to a friendly day of education."
I have now zoomed the camera lens back quite some way, far enough to show one of the roads leading from the city. The girls fly across the screen, and a herd of kids stampedes out of one of the side streets and turns onto this road, cheering and yelling. Some seconds after they have run out of frame, a single child emerges from one of the houses and walks slowly along. The kids run down the block, their enthusiasm still high, as the girls fly past overhead. Again the lone child trails them considerably.
"What is that kid doing?" Kyoko asked, snacking on a slice of cake.
"I don't know." Sayaka said, annoyed.
I moved zoomed one of the cameras close enough to see that it is a small boy with his head down, carrying a lunchbox. The kids charge past the third time as the girls fly along above them, this single boy still lagging well behind. His face is now clearly seen - very worried and nervous, and not exactly looking forward to the whole experience of education.
"Poor kid." Kyoko said, looking down at my iPad. "Hey. Why aren't we watching this on TV?"
"It's because it isn't Mikazuki Villa." I said, happily. "I was stuck between showing you girls this or the girls there."
"So, you chose us because you like us better. Is that it?" Sayaka asked.
"That isn't the reason at all. I like you all equally."
Mami's apartment / Exterior of Pokey Oaks Kindergarten…
The bell rings. The kids pile in through the front door right on time, but the boy is well behind them. He walks up the path to the door and looks at it; I changed the camera to an above view and in front of him. He looks up at the camera rather pitifully. After a long moment, the door opens and throws a rectangle of light onto him. Ms. Keane's shadow is thrown in front of him. She waves in welcome.
"Well, hi there. We've been expecting you." Ms. Keane said, from inside the classroom. I have the camera on the school exterior; she continues from inside as he steps in. "Come on in. Don't be shy."
Mami's apartment / Pokey Oaks Kindergarten…
Ms. Keane addresses the class, "Good morning, children."
"Good morning, Ms. Keane!" The class said, at the same time.
"Now, class, I have a little surprise for you." Ms. Keane said, happily.
"You're getting a nose job?" Blossom asked.
"You're getting married?" Bubbles asked.
"You're getting fired?" Buttercup asked.
"Those are weird questions." Sayaka said, laughing a lot. "A nose job? Married? Fired? What?"
Ms. Keane is looking rather nonplussed.
"No, not that kind of surprise." Ms. Keane said, smiling. "Today we have a new student." She looked down at her feet as she continued. "Everyone, I'd like you to meet Mike. Mike Believe. Mike? Mike?"
Ms. Keane steps to one side, revealing the boy, Mike. He looks absolutely terror-stricken and wastes no time in ducking behind her again.
"Uh, now, Mike…" Ms. Keane said, sidestepping and Mike hides behind her again. "Okay, Mike. Just take a seat."
Mike slowly steps out from behind Ms. Keane; he walks past the girls' desk. Buttercup and Blossom watch Mike with some trepidation.
"Hi, Mike. I'm Bubbles. It's very nice...to meet...you." Bubbles said, waving at Mike.
Mike has taken no notice of Bubbles' greeting.
"Wasn't Homura like that?" I asked, looking back at Madoka and Sayaka. "From what I know of your life."
"I wasn't like that." Homura said, sadly.
Mike is now seated at a desk. He is at the back of the room. The other kids are looking at him intently.
Mami's apartment / Playground…
Mike is in the sandbox on the playground. Kids run past, laughing and playing, but Mike does and says nothing.
"What's wrong with Mike?" Madoka asked.
I moved the security camera view across the yard to the girls; Blossom and Buttercup are swinging a jump rope for Bubbles. These first two look in Mike's general direction.
"What's wrong with that kid? He won't play with anyone." Buttercup said, frowning.
"He looks lonely." Mami said, sipping on her cup of tea.
Bubbles stops jumping and floats above ground as the rope twirls around her, "He's probably just shy. I like him."
"Bubbles!" Blossom said, angrily. "You're forgetting to jump again!"
"Oops. Sorry." Bubbles said.
Mike is in the sandbox. A strange sound is heard briefly - it is similar to the transporters in Star Trek - and then dies away. The boy looks up in surprise -- he then begins to speak for the first time in the episode, sounding timid for his nature.
"Wha...?" Mike Believe asked, looking around. "Huh? Who said my name?" He fixes his attention on an empty space to his left and smiles. "Oh. Hi there. How did you know my name? ... You want to be my friend? Okay. What's your name?"
"Imaginary friend?" Madoka asked.
"Kyubey can be considered one." I said, drinking my cup of green tea. "Because only girls that made contracts with it or Magical Girls can see him."
At the end of this, the girls are watching Mike.
"See? I told you that kid's weird. He's talking to himself." Buttercup said, annoyed.
"There's nothing wrong with talking to yourself." Bubbles said, beginning to turn her head back and forth as she continues - having a debate with herself and growing increasingly animated. "Well, I don't know about that. What do you mean? It's kinda weird. Is not. Is too. Is not! Is too! Is not!"
"Jared, is this what you're like when you're alone?" Kyoko asked, handing me a taiyaki.
"Yeah." I said, grabbing the taiyaki and snacking on it. "It is."
The bell rings, ending the discussion rather suddenly. At the door; Ms. Keane leans out, hand cupped to her mouth.
"Children! Recess is over!" Ms. Keane chirped.
The kids cheer and charge inside, the girls flying above them, as Mike watches from nearby. Ms. Keane follows them in, leaving Mike standing alone on the playground. Mike addresses himself to the whatever-it-is, which is now apparently standing next to him.
"I gotta go now!" Mike said, brightening. "Really? You want to come to class with me?" He is taking it by the hand, heading in. "Okay! Let's go!"
Mami's apartment / Pokey Oaks Kindergarten….
Ms. Keane addresses the class, "Okay, class. Do you know what it's time for?"
"RECESS!" The class said, at the same time.
"That's right. It's arts-and-crafts time. So let's all get our…" Ms. Keane said, while she is cut off by loud laughter from Mike.
Mike is at the front of the room. Mike is just barely visible through the kids and chairs; these move aside slightly as I had the security camera zoom in on him.
Mike is laughing up at his invisible companion, "That's funny. Yeah, I think girls are gross too."
"What's his deal?" Kyoko asked. "Why did he say that aloud?"
Mike's eyes open in surprise when he realizes that everybody is staring at him.
"Mike, um, who are you talking to?" Ms. Keane asked.
"My new friend, Patches." Mike said, pointing at the empty air next to him and gets a gale of laughter from the class in return.
Even Blossom and Buttercup are also both laughing, while Bubbles looks at them worriedly. Even Ms. Keane finds this situation amusing, but she cuts herself off and regains her composure after a moment.
"Uh, now, class, there's nothing wrong with having an imaginary friend. But let's keep it down, okay, Mike?" Ms. Keane asked.
Mike ends up getting a round of annoyed looks from the students in return, except Bubbles, who is still worried.
"Yes, Ms. Keane." Mike said, sadly.
"Poor kid." Kyoko said, frowning.
"What can we do now?" Madoka asked.
"We can't do anything, can we?" Sayaka asked.
"Nope. It all works out in the end." I said, happily.
Ms. Keane walks over to her desk to work at it, she then hears the sound of Mike's laughter. The kids are busy drawing.
"No way! Wow, that's cool." Mike said, laughing. "Oh, Patches." I rolled my eyes at this. "What?" I'm busy having one of the security cameras focused on him. "Yeah, school is kinda dumb."
As the camera passes the girls' table, Buttercup looks toward Mike with unease.
Bubbles puts her crayons down and is hit in the head by a wad of paper a moment later, "Ow! Hey! Who threw that?"
Bubbles turns in her seat to glare at Mike, I quickly pull the camera back to behind Mike's desk as Bubbles does so.
Mike laughs, "That was funny, Patches."
Bubbles flies to the front desk, "Ms. Keane! Mike threw a paper ball at me."
Bubbles moves aside; the Powerpuff and Ms. Keane glared at Mike.
"Mike, Bubbles said you threw something at her." Ms. Keane said.
"I didn't do it. Patches did. Bubbles is lying." Mike said, smiling
"Mike, Bubbles never lies about anything."
Bubbles nods in agreement.
"She's like you, Madoka!" Sayaka said, giggling.
"She's not!" Madoka cried.
"You and Bubbles are adorable in pigtails." I said, smiling.
"But I didn't do it." Mike said, now fearful.
"Now, Mike, you can't go blaming other people for your own actions. Now get back to work." Ms. Keane said, sternly.
Mike sighs deeply. After a few moments, Mike looks up, surprised. There is a girl with her hair in two long braids. She is happily employing a paintbrush on the sheet of paper in front of her. One braid is straightened out, its end being pulled left. The hair dips up and down, and squishing sounds are heard as her eyes go wide open. She looks to her right; at that end of the table is Mike in the seat next to her. A jar of paint sits next to him, and he has the end of her braid - soaked in that color - in his hand. He laughs nervously.
"MS. KEANE!" The girl said, worried.
"Mike! Just what are you doing?!" Ms. Keane exclaimed, gasping in shock.
"P-P-Patches was dipping her hair in the paint…" Mike said, while the girl is thoroughly unconvinced; he continues. "...and I was just trying to stop him."
"That's enough, young man." Ms. Keane said.
"But really, I…" Mike said, nervously.
"Sit down, Mike."
"But…"
"Sit, Mike."
"But…"
"Sit!"
"But…"
"Sit!"
"But…"
"Sit!"
"But…"
The girls fly up next to Ms. Keane.
"Oh, will you sit down already?!" Buttercup exclaimed, looking at Ms. Keane. "Ms. Keane, you want us to take care of him for you?"
Long silence, during which Ms. Keane directs a hard glance at her.
"Sit." Ms. Keane said.
"Gotcha." Buttercup said, happily.
The girls zip back to their seats.
"Someone's ruining the fun." Kyoko said, scoffing.
"Can't he behave?" Sayaka asked.
Another long pause, after which Ms. Keane brightens.
"Now, class, it's time for our spelling lesson. Who would like to come to the board and spell a word?" Ms. Keane asked.
With the sole exception of Mike, all the kids raise their hands and clamor for the honors. Mike has gone back to his seat.
"Hmmm, how about Blossom…" Ms. Keane said.
"Yes!" Blossom said, spiking an imaginary football; her sisters look dejected and angry.
"Good luck, Blossom." Madoka said, looking at the camera of the class as Blossom flies away.
"...and Mike?" Ms. Keane asked, looking at Mike.
Mike swallows very hard and sweats. His face clearly indicates that this exercise will be torture for him. Ms. Keane stands at the side of the room.
"Now, everyone, Blossom, and Mike will spell the word on the board while you spell at your desks. The word is 'cookie'." Ms. Keane said.
Blossom flies past and Mike shuffles by during this line. Blossom and Mike are now at the chalkboard.
"Sweet!" Blossom chirped.
"Uh, Ms. Keane? I don't spell so good." Mike said, sadly.
"Try your best, Mike. Class, begin." Ms. Keane said.
The other kids begin writing industriously; at the board, Blossom does likewise. Mike, meanwhile, just stands in place as if frozen, his chalk shaking in his hand. Finally, he begins to scrawl out a letter in wobbly strokes. The tip of his chalk cracks and crumbles as he does so - the letter he is forming is a K. After a long moment, Mike has 'KOOK' written down.
"Time's up!" Ms. Keane said, angrily.
"Finished!" Blossom said, excitedly.
Blossom has the word right.
"Good job, Blossom." I said, smiling.
"Now, class, did everyone spell the word 'cookie'?" Ms. Keane asked.
"Yes!" The class said, at the same time.
The class hold up their papers, all bearing the right spelling.
"And how about you, Blos…" Ms. Keane said, dropping her clipboard and gasps, clapping her hands to her mouth.
"Dookie?" Madoka asked.
"Dookie?" Homura asked.
The rest of the class, along with the Puella Magi Holy Quintet, is similarly stunned.
"What's a dookie?" Mami asked.
"Dookie?" Sayaka asked, giggling.
"You're right! It's funny!" Kyoko said, also laughing.
Blossom is still at the front of the room, her back to the board and a proud smile on her face. Behind Blossom, though, a downstroke has been mysteriously added to her efforts, turning the word into 'dookie', without her nor Mike even touching it.
"I spelled it. What?" Blossom asked, looking at the board and gasps as well, covering her mouth.
"It's hilarious." I said, having the camera zoom in on the altered word in steps, then to Mike, backed up against the wall in Ms. Keane's shadow. "I'm sorry, Blossom."
"Now, Mike, just because you can't spell doesn't mean you can ruin it for Blossom. I think you need a time-out." Ms. Keane said.
"So, how is this adventure going to end?" Madoka asked.
"Are we going to see Patches?" Sayaka asked.
"Is Patches real?" Kyoko asked.
"Maybe." I said, tossing a macaron into my mouth.
Mike is seated on a stool in the corner and looking rather miserable.)
"Hmmm...that Mike Believe is turning out to be one bad dookie!" The narrator chirped. "I-I mean cookie. One bad cookie!"
The other kids are seated on the floor and gathered around Ms. Keane. She sits in a chair, with a book in her hands.
"Class, are we ready for story time?" Ms. Keane asked.
"YEAH!" The class said, at the same time.
I had the camera zoom in on Bubbles as the class cheered. Bubbles starts to look very puzzled.
"This story is a fairy tale…" Ms. Keane said, now standing up; the chair slides back on its own as she continues and Bubbles watches. "...and I think you'll like it very much." She is starting to sit down. "It's called 'Little Red Riding Hoo…'."
"What is good in the hood!?" I exclaimed, referencing Ruby Rose's version of her fairy tale.
Ms. Keane trails off into a yell of surprise as she falls through the empty space where the chair was and tumbles to the floor. Everybody laughs at her, dazed and propped up on one arm. When her head clears, she becomes very angry.
"Mike!" Ms. Keane said, glaring at Mike in the corner.
Bubbles begins to speak in defense, "Mike didn't do it. I saw the chair move all by itself."
On the next line, an apple floats off Ms. Keane's desk. This surprises everybody but Blossom, who does not notice immediately.
"Bubbles! You and your imagination! Sometimes you just take it too far." Blossom said, while the apple hits her in the head. "Ow!"
"Told you." Bubbles said, annoyed.
A chair is now seen floating in midair. The class looks in bewilderment.
"Look! It's floating by itself!" Ms. Keane cried.
"It's a ghost!" Buttercup said, and the chair flew past her.
"It can't be me." I said, happily.
"It's a witch!" Blossom said, while she dodges a flying jar of paint.
"Or you girls." I said, looking at the Puella Magi Holy Quintet. "Because it's impossible."
"No! It's Patches!" Bubbles said, looking at Mike. "Isn't it, Mike?"
"Uh-huh." Mike said, sadly.
Blossom and Buttercup are hovering near the board.
"Look!" Blossom and Buttercup said, pointing at the board.
Blossom and Buttercup moved aside as the following message appeared on the board: 'Ha Ha Ha Ha! You can't stop me!'
"Girls! You have to do something! He's disrupting the classroom!" Ms. Keane said, looking at the girls.
"Don't worry, Ms. Keane. We'll get him!" Blossom said, smirking.
The girls zip away.
"Talk about a sticky situation." Sayaka said, eating a slice of cake.
The Powerpuff Girls' first clue as to his location is a jar of paste floating across the room from them.
"Yup." I said, looking down at my iPad.
"Look! That's what Jared meant before he went to visit the Puella Magi Holy Quintet! He said to follow the clues and something about imagination! There he is!" Blossom yelled.
"I'll get him!" Buttercup said, moving in toward the jar.
At the last moment, though, it ducks out of Buttercup's way.
"What?" Buttercup asked, surprised.
Buttercup crashes through the wall.
"Buttercup!" Blossom and Bubbles said, at the same time.
Mike points toward the coat rack, the contents of which are being dumped on the floor, "Look over there! He's messing up the coat rack!"
"My turn!" Blossom said, while she closes in to take down this adversary as more coats are thrown down. When she is almost to the rack, though, she trips over an unseen obstacle. "Whoa!"
Blossom tumbles to the ground and skids across the room to plow into the coats and the rack.
"Blossom! Are you okay?" Bubbles asked.
Blossom is in the middle of the pile, rubbing her head. She wears a red coat, yellow mittens, and a blue and yellow knit cap in the style of South Park's Eric Cartman.
"Did she cosplay Eric Cartman?" Kyoko asked.
"Yeah." I said, enjoying the show. "She did."
"Uh...he tripped me. Seriously." Blossom said, annoyed.
"Look!" Mike said, pointing at the board, now covered with scribbles and being erased.
Bubbles moves in for a go at the opponent, "I'll get you, you evil Patches!"
When Bubbles reaches the board, she is enveloped in a cloud of chalk dust and begins to cough and choke. The erasers are being clapped in her general direction.
"I can't see anything!" Bubbles cried, as she is hit by the unseen miscreant.
"Bubbles!" Blossom and Buttercup said, at the same time.
Now all three girls are assaulted repeatedly. Bubbles' punishment includes a chair being slammed into her face, while that for Blossom features a full bookcase tipped onto her.
"Oh. That had to hurt." Mami said, sadly.
The three Powerpuff Girls, lying semiconscious in a heap; the rest of the class are looking on in great consternation.
"It did." Homura said, frowning.
"Girls! Are you okay?" Ms. Keane asked.
Mike is pointing at the board again. As he speaks, writing appears.
"Ms. Keane! He's writing on the chalkboard again!" Mike said, terrified.
The complete message reads as follows: 'Poor little Powerpuffs! Can't you be more creative than that? I'm waiting....'.
"Girls, what are we going to do? We can't even see him!" Ms. Keane said, looking down at the Powerpuff Girls.
"Can't Mike just make him go away?" Buttercup asked.
"I already tried. I'm sorry. I didn't know he would be evil." Mike said, guiltily.
"Well, girls, I imagine we've finally met our match." Bubbles said, sadly.
"Bubbles, that's it!" Blossom said, jumping up. "That's what Jared meant by imagination. And why he made us watch the future SpongeBob SquarePants episode called 'Idiot Box'. We have to use our imaginations! We need to think up a good imaginary friend to combat the evil Patches."
"I know the perfect friend for the job!" Bubbles chirped.
In a thought balloon by Bubbles' head, the creature 'Koosalagoopagoop', or 'Koosy' appears. Those of you who watch Dexter's Laboratory on a regular basis will recognize it as one of Dee Dee's imaginary friends.
"Koosy?" Sayaka asked.
"Why Koosy?" Kyoko asked.
"What's wrong with Koosy? I like Koosy." Madoka said, happily.
For the benefit of everybody else, Koosy is a dinosaur-like beast that stands on two legs. It is light yellow, with a big pink heart on its chest. Its tail and bulbous nose carry rainbow stripes, and its ears flop out from beneath a small green hat. The end of its tail has plumes of the same color. It wears glasses and has tiny pink wings.
"No way! Nobody likes that Koos jerk!" Buttercup yelled. "Madoka, Bubbles, Jared, and Dee Dee might! But I don't!"
The balloon pops.
"'Koosalagoopagoop was annoying. But not a jerk." I said, letting out a sigh.
Above Buttercup, the stem of a large balloon appearing above her head as she speaks.
"This imaginary friend has to be different." Buttercup said.
The balloon is above the heads of all three girls.
"This friend has to be strong and big." Buttercup said.
A large horned beast appears.
"It has to be smart." Blossom said.
It acquires glasses and a pile of books under one arm.
"I want it to be a bunny." Bubbles said.
It loses the accessories and becomes a rabbit; the other two are surprised at this.
"It has to be vicious!" Buttercup said, smirking.
The rabbit bulks up and gains huge, sharp teeth.
"It can be strong, but not vicious." Blossom said, while the rabbit returns to normal and takes on glasses and a lab coat. "It should be a scientist."
"Well, I want it to be cute…" Bubbles said, and the lab coat gives way to a flowered dress; a bow appears on the head. "...with a pretty dress."
Again the others are dismayed.
"And combat boots!" Buttercup cooed.
These appear on the feet.
"Fine." Blossom said, sullenly.
"Fine!" Bubbles said, happily.
"Fine!" Buttercup said, annoyed.
"Let's do it!" The girls said, at the same time.
The Powerpuff Girls concentrate as hard as they can, and their creation appears in midair, within a thought balloon, and walks across the room toward the front desk. At the front desk, an apple is being eaten. The new imaginary friend steps into view, and the balloon surrounding it expands to envelop the eater. Now this individual is seen for the first time - a skinny fellow lying on the desk. He wears a court jester's outfit with pieces of cloth sewn all over it and has a serious case of five o'clock shadow. This is Patches.
The rabbit addresses Patches in a calm female voice, "Hello, Patches. Nice to finally see you."
"Yikes! Who are you?" Patches asked, jumping off the desk, dropping the apple.
"Your worst imagination." The rabbit said.
Patches looks rather uneasy at this statement. The rabbit jumps at him and plants a boot in his face, driving him into the surface of the desk. All that Ms. Keane and the kids see the desk being crushed into kindling wood.
"Ooooh!" The class and Ms. Keane said, at the same time.
Patches takes several kicks to the face; Buttercup is in control of this segment of the beating, kicking at the air. He next gets a couple of knuckle sandwiches and has two big hands slammed into the sides of his head; all the class sees is a streak of light flashing back and forth around the classroom. Now the rabbit kicks and uppercuts Patches then pulls the corners of his mouth wide open and catches him with a shoulder charge. The poor jester is then jumped on and subjected to repeated punches in the face. All three girls calling the shots. Finally, the rabbit grabs him by the arm and blows into his and, inflating him like a balloon. The rabbit stops for a moment, then lets go of his inflated body. Patches deflates and flies uncontrollably around the room and out of sight, with the very same deflating sound as the Giant Fishballoon. The rabbit waves and the girls watch. Finally, it turns back to them. Blossom and Buttercup are happy and grateful, but Bubbles looks very downcast.
"Thanks." Blossom said, happily.
"You're cool!" Buttercup cheered.
"You made me that way. Well, I better go." The rabbit said, smiling.
"Wait! I'm gonna miss you." Bubbles said, sadly.
"Don't worry, Bubbles. I'll still be in your imagination and Jared's imagination, hanging out with all your other imaginary friends and Jared's imaginary friends."
"Oh! Then do I have the perfect friend for you!" Bubbles said, brightening.
The rabbit looks rather taken aback on the end of this.
"You mean that Koos jerk? No thanks!" The rabbit said, winking out. "Jared allows me to visit the imaginary friends at Foster's Home. They're way cooler than that Koos jerk. Bye."
Bubbles is left looking somewhat puzzled and dejected by this response, "Foster's Home? What's that?"
"Girls." I said, looking back at the Puella Magi Holy Quintet. "Ready to help that rabbit get to Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends?"
"Argh! Do we have to?" Sayaka asked, getting up and walking towards the door with me.
"It did tell us that we let it visit there." Kyoko said, a Pocky in her mouth.
"Okay. Sounds fun!" Madoka said, getting up from her seat.
"Time to get to work." Mami said, smiling.
"That is fine by me." Homura said, leaving the room.
(Open POV)
Pokey Oaks Kindergarten….
The girls, Mike, and Ms. Keane is standing with the rest of the class.
"Well, girls, job well done." Ms. Keane said, happily.
"I'm sorry I caused you so much trouble." Mike said, guiltily.
"It wasn't your fault. He was evil to begin with." Bubbles said, looking at Mike.
"I just really wanted a friend."
"We'll be your friends." Bubbles said, taking Mike's hand.
"Yeah." Blossom said, smiling.
"But from now on...um...from now on...um...uh...I can't think of anything!" Buttercup cried.
Everybody else laughs. Buttercup scowls.
The standard end shot comes up.
"Buttercup without a witty retort? Huh! Imagine that. So once again the day is saved, thanks to the Powerpuff Girls! At least I think so." The narrator said.