Hey. Wow. It's been a while, hasn't it? I've probably lost all of my readers by now. Sorry, I kind of lost interest because I had no idea where I was going with this story; I had no plan. Keep in mind that I started writing this when I was younger. I don't think my writing has improved much because I haven't been working on it but I recently got an e-mail notifying me of someone adding this to their story alert so I decided to give it another shot. So here's what I came up with. Read and enjoy


Professor Utonium was driving home from grocery shopping when he first heard the shocking news on the radio.

"Bubbles from the Power Puff Girls is a traitor! Her sisters Blossom and Buttercup are devastated! How could such a seemingly sweet girl commit such a heinous act? More details about this story after these short commercials."

The professor almost lost control of the car at such exclamations; he didn't believe them at all. He learned his lesson about doubting his girls when they unknowingly helped Mojo Jojo take over Townsville. He needed to hear the girls side of the story first. He turned down the volume of the radio; he refused to listen to such lies.

Once he got home, the professor threw open the door and yelled. "Girls! Girls!"

Blossom and Buttercup immediately rushed downstairs, eyes alert for any danger. "What's wrong Professor?" Once they realized that they were in no immediate danger, they took one look at the professor's frantic demeanor and knew what this was all about. They lowered themselves on the sofa and didn't look up at their father.

The professor noticed that his sweet Bubbles wasn't present and dread began creeping up on him. "Please, tell me what's going on. Where's Bubbles?" His voice was borderline hysteric.

"We don't know." Blossom said in a defeated tone.

"What the reporters are saying… is it true? Is Bubbles a traitor?" The professor asked with unbridled hope.

"We don't know."

The professor felt his heart break at these words. "What do you mean you don't know? She's you're sister! Where is she?"

Buttercup had had enough; she lost it. She stood up and faced her father, her green eyes blazing. "We don't know! She left us!" Her fierce expression crumpled and her eyes began watering. "We don't know, she left us…" She whispered and looked down.

Blossom took hold of her sister's hand and led her upstairs, leaving the professor alone in the living room looking thoroughly defeated and lost. 'Where is my little girl?' he wondered.


Brick led Bubbles and his brothers through the forest with confidence; he knew where he was going.

"Uh, guys? I'm pretty sure we've passed this tree before." Bubbles spoke up for the first time since they started their trek through the forest.

Brick briefly glanced at the tree and shook his head. "Nah, I know how to get to the tree house. You just don't know the forest as well as me."

The group of four continued to walk and by the third time they passed the same tree that Bubbles pointed out earlier, it was clear to not only Bubbles, but also Boomer and Butch, that they were lost.

"Oh, great first you insist on helping a Power Puff and now you get us lost. What's gotten into you, Brick?" Butch asked while shaking his head. He immediately stopped and looked up, letting a small smirk appear on his face, a mischievous look in his eyes. "You know, maybe I should be the leader. I would never ha—," Butch was unable to finish his sentence because he saw Brick coming at him with a raised fist, he ducked and laughed. "Missed me."

"Shut up." Brick's voice was deadly. "We usually get there by flying." He looked to Bubbles and his voice softened a bit. "You think you can fly now?"

Bubbles nodded and began to float. The boys started floating too and took off, Bubbles not far behind them. They flew above the trees for a while; all of them were looking down trying to get a glimpse of the tree house. Boomer was the first to spot it since he knew what to look for. The group of huge trees that they had built the house in was near a clearing, like a meadow, there weren't any trees there just grass and beautiful flowers.

"Hey look, there's the meadow. We must be near the tree house."

The four teenagers landed at the edge of the clearing, near the trees. They walked into the forest and quickly saw the tree house that Bubbles had almost begun to think was a figment of the boy's imagination. It wasn't a magnificent tree house, but it was pretty big and made onto two huge trees. It was a plain and no one had bothered to paint it. It actually had a door but no lock and two wide windows.

Boomer flew to the door and opened it, he motioned for his brothers and Bubbles to come on up too. The inside was no more special than the outside. There was a small table with three mismatched chairs, a couple of broken toys scattered on the floor, a doorway leading into another room, and stairs that led to another floor.

Boomer sat on one of the chairs and gestured to the other one while looking at Bubbles. She took the hint and sat down. Her blue eyes were scanning the inside; she was already coming up with ways in which she could improve the inside of the tree house. While she was doing that, Brick sat on the other chair, leaving Butch to lean against the wall. He refused to look at anyone and was still rather angry at his brothers for fraternizing with the enemy.

The blue eyed Rowdy Ruff broke the silence. "So yeah, here's where you're gonna stay: mi tree casa es su tree casa and all of that." He smiled goofily and threw his hands out as if presenting her with a mansion rather than a tree house.

Bubbles giggled and smiled. "Thanks." Her good mood immediately vanished, though, when Brick voiced the thought that's been on his mind since he saw the lone Power Puff girl.

"Where are your sisters and why aren't you with them?"

Butch turned towards Bubbles, eagerly anticipating her answer but was disappointed when Bubbles didn't immediately answer.

"Well…"


Not very long but I tried.