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The City Of Townsville
The city of Townsville...is celebrating Christmas. Snow littered the
ground and floated all over the sky. People bustled everywhere buying gifts,
returning gifts, or having gifts wrapped. On ever corner stood a Santa Claus,
ringing his bell, collecting money for the poor.
And, of course, children. They were everywhere enjoying the holiday.
Several kids were building a snowman while another group had a snowball fight.
Yes, everyone in Townsville was ready for the Christmas season.
Everyone except for the students at Pokey Oaks Kindergarten. They still
hadn't been let out from school for the Christmas break yet. So while the
younger kids played and the adults shopped, these poor children sat in their
seats and waited, impatiently for the clock to read three p.m.
Their teacher, Ms. Keane, was busily writing out words on the chalkboard.
She was completely oblivious to the time. She was also oblivious to the fact
that the only student listening to her was Blossom.
Blossom always listened closely to the teacher. She enjoyed learning and
was always striving to get all the education she could. Her bright pink eyes
would search the board as Ms. Keane wrote, trying to find even the smallest
details.
She brushed her red hair away from her face and continued to listen
intently. She knew her sisters weren't listening, which meant she'd have to
explain it to them later. Even though they were all the same age, she felt, at
times like this, that she was the most mature. Perhaps even like the big sister
to the other two.
Beside her sat Bubbles. Unlike Blossom, she acted like the six year old she
was. She enjoyed coloring, stuffed animals, and singing. At the moment, she
was going with the first of her three loves. Before her on the desk sat a
picture she was working on of her and her sisters. She quickly grabbed a blue
crayon to finish her own eyes and dress. She didn't catch any of the things Ms.
Keane was saying, but she wasn't worried. Blossom always made sure she learned
anything she had missed during school. Without giving a second thought to the
class, she continued her drawing.
Buttercup, the middle child of sorts, wasn't enjoying herself as much as her
sisters were. She didn't like drawing and couldn't have cared less for what the
teacher was saying. She like action and excitement. She wished the hotline
would ring so she could leave to fight a monster or something. She cocked her
head and her large green eyes looked at the clock for the hundredth time. Two
fifty-eight, it read. She let out an exasperated sigh and tried to think of a
way to pass the time.
The three of them were created by Professor Utonium. He had been attempting to
create the perfect little girl, using sugar, spice, and everything nice.
However, he had accidentally added Chemical X to the concoction creating the
Powerpuff Girls. They soon discovered that they had superpowers and had
dedicated their lives to fighting crime and the forces of evil.
Unfortunately for Buttercup, being a superhero didn't exclude her from school.
What she found even more unfortunate was the fact that things had been extremely
quiet lately. Very little crime had taken place, which meant no fighting for
her.
Finally, the bell rang and they were free to leave for two weeks of vacation.
Buttercup was the first out the door followed closely by her sisters and the
other kindergarteners.
"Free at last!" Buttercup screamed.
Bubbles squealed, happily, and yelled out, "Presents"
"Remember, girls. Just because we're on vacation, it doesn't mean crime stops.
We have a responsibility to protect the city no mater what"
Buttercup looked at Blossom with distain as she finished her speech. Boy, she
sure knows how to ruin a good time, she thought.
Bubbles, however, wasn't fazed by what Blossom said and continued to happily
talk about what she wanted for Christmas.
Finally, they reached the front door of their home to be greeted by Professor
Utonium.
"Hello, girls," he began. "I'm glad you're home from school. I have a surprise
for you."
"A puppy?" Bubbles guessed, hopefully.
The Professor chuckled. "Not quite, but it's still pretty good."
He stepped aside and the girls were shocked to see three boys who looked very
similar to the Rowdyruff Boys. The only difference was the color of each boy's
shirt and eyes. One was purple, one was gray, and the other was brown.
The girls weren't sure what was going on, but something didn't seem right.
A Christmas story
The girls stood stunned at the sight of these three boys. For a moment,
the Professor just stood happily. Finally, he noticed the worried looks on the
girls' faces.
"Oh, I guess I should explain. Come inside." He said.
They all went in and sat down, the boys on one side and the girl on the
other side.
"Well, girls," Began the Professor. "This started a few years ago. The
very year you were born. A friend of mine from college by the name of Professor
Zinc was inspired by my creation of you.
"It took him several months, but finally, he discovered what he needed to
create male versions of you."
"But Professor," Blossom interrupted. "Didn't Mojo try that and make the
Rowdyruff Boys?"
The Professor smiled. "Yes, but Professor Zinc thought of that when he
was working on his creation. He added the ingredients needed to make boys:
Snips, snails, and a puppy dog tail. However, he thought that seemed too tough.
Therefore, he added an extra ingredient: Very sweet whipped cream."
"Whipped cream?" Buttercup asked.
"Yes indeed. After adding Chemical X, these three boys were created.
Since it was Christmas at the time, he named them the Guardian Angels. They
have the same powers you have, though they each have their own powers, just like
you."
As they sat in silence, Blossom took a moment to get a good look at the
three boys across the room.
The boy in purple had a cap over his head, but she could still she his
short brown hair underneath it. He seemed to have a friendly face but it was
hard to tell, what with the way he was stuff handful after handful of food in
his mouth.
Second, she looked at the boy in gray. It looked like he at one point had
had dark hair, but it was shaved so close she couldn't really tell. He had
several bruises on his face, which made it seem that he had either seen a lot of
action or had been in a number of accidents.
The third boy's brown eyes scanned the room, but from what Blossom could
tell, he didn't seem to be seeing anything. He seemed almost like he was
completely out of it. His sandy colored hair was all over his head as if it had
never been combed. What a contrast between the three boys. Just like us; she
thought.
Finally, to break the silence, the Professor said, "Well, why don't you
three get to know each other. I've got some work to do in the lab, so why don't
you six go upstairs and introduce yourselves."
For a moment, nobody moved, but finally, they floated upstairs. The
Professor watched them with a smile on his face, hoping they could like each
other. If they didn't, it would a long Christmas season.
Getting to know you
The six kids sat in the girls' bedroom, still unwilling to talk to one
another. Finally, Blossom decided to try to spark some excitement with music.
She got her guitar out and began playing. Catching on quickly, Bubbles got
behind her drum set and Buttercup picked up her bass guitar.
For a few minutes, the boys just looked at them. Then the boy in purple
went to one of his suitcases and began setting up a keyboard. His brother in
gray followed suit, getting an acoustic guitar. The third brother pulled a
saxophone out of his bag. Before long, the group was jamming to Jingle Bell
Rock.
This seemed to lighten things up so they finally decided to talk to each
other. Blossom started for the girls.
"Well in case you hadn't already heard from the Professor, I'm Blossom."
The other girls quickly introduced themselves and for a moment all was
silent. Finally, the boy in purple, who had been eating for the past few
minutes, stood up.
"Well, I guess I'll start for the boys. My name's Jingles and I'm the
leader of the Guardian Angels." With that, he sat back down and began eating
again.
Next came the boy in gray. "Tinsel's my name. And I'll kill the first
person that makes any mean comments about it."
He turned to sit down, but tripped on the rug and fell on his face. As
the other's laughed, the third boy stood. His brown eyes flashed as he prepared
to introduce himself.
"Snausages!" He cried, happily before sitting down.
Tinsel, who was getting up now, decided to explain.
"That was Gabriel. He the stupid one."
"Tinsel!" Yelled Jingles. "Just because he's a few seeds short of an
apple tree doesn't mean you have to pick on him."
Tinsel glared at him before sitting down. Blossom took a moment to think
about whom these three were. They had a bottomless pit, a klutz, and a moron.
This was definitely gonna be an interesting Christmas.
First battle together
As the kids were finally getting to know one another, the hotline went
off. Blossom was quick to answer.
"Yes, Mayor...The Gangrene Gang...We're one it."
She had barely hung up before she and her sisters flew off to save the
day. The boys looked at them for a moment.
"Shall we?" Asked Jingles.
Gabriel looked at him, confused. "Shall we what?"
Tinsel was about to reply but chose instead to just pick Gabriel up and
lead him as the three of them raced off to help the girls.
The Gangrene Gang were not the greatest criminals in the world. But they
were definitely some of the meanest. They enjoyed sophomoric pranks and just
causing trouble.
And that's what they were doing at that moment at the Townsville Bowl o
rama. Each member stood at a different part of the alley, causing all kinds of
problems.
At the snack bar, the largest member of the gang, Big Billy, was busily
finishing off numerous food items. Crumbs from chips, popcorn, and soda dripped
from his mouth as he shoved more and more down his throat.
Meanwhile, at the bowl o rama's small arcade, Grubber, perhaps the oddest
of the group was causing all sorts of carnage. Oddly enough, for being the
weirdest one of the group, Grubber also seemed to be the smartest, knowing how
to play violin, the languages of several countries, and why hotdogs come in
packages of ten when hotdog rolls come in packages of eight. Not that any of
this stopped him from causing trouble along with the others.
At the alley itself stood the leader of the Gangrene Gang, Ace. By his
side was his lackey, a creature that could only be referred to as Snake. In
Ace's hand was the smallest member of the gang, Lil' Arturo. Ace rolled Arturo
down the lane hitting all but one of the pins at the end.
Snake turned to him. "S-s-s-s-sorry, Ace. No s-s-s-s-strike for you."
He was met by a fist to the face by Ace. Before Ace could do anymore, the
Powerpuff Girls burst through the ceiling.
"Not so fast, Said Blossom.
"Gangrene, Continued Buttercup.
"Gang." Finished Bubbles.
The Gang looked to them in fear. They'd been beaten senseless by them
many times and knew what was coming.
The girls proceeded to begin taking out the troublemakers. Before long,
it looked like another victory for the girls. However, while Bubbles was taking
care of Snake, Ace got a hold of a bowling ball and threw it at her.
She turned in time to see it coming but not in time to move. The ball
came speeding at her only to be intercepted by Jingles. Ace looked on in horror
at the site of three more puffs looming down.
Tinsel looked at Ace and commented, Boy, Ive seen a nose like yours
before, but it looked better on the baboon.
With that, the gang was practically demolished by the six youngsters.
After mere minutes, the gang lay in a pile, unconscious.
I hate saying goodbye, said Tinsel. But in your case, Ill do it
gladly.
As they flew back towards the house, the girls got a little ahead.
Blossom whispered to her sisters.
I was just thinking. Weve got these three staying for Christmas. We
really should get them something present-like.
Maybe we could draw them a pretty picture. Suggested Bubbles.
Buttercup looked at her in disgust. Thats a stupid idea. They wouldnt
want one of your stupid drawings.
Tears began to swell in Bubbles eyes. Luckily, Blossom was there to
attempt to settle things between them.
Meanwhile, the boys were having a similar discussion.
All Im saying, began Jingles. Is we need to get them something. They
are taking us in for the holiday.
Why dont we take them to the fireworks? Asked Gabriel.
Thats for the fourth of July, Sushi brain! Taunted Tinsel.
Gabriel retorted, Yeah, and I suppose turkey is for Thanksgiving.
Before Tinsel could comment again, the girls flew back.
Listen. Blossom announced. We need to take care of some things.
No problem. Answered Jingles quickly. I was just about to suggest the
boys and I go for a little sightseeing. We can find the house, so well meet
you there later.
They all agreed and soon were flying away from one another. Tinsel looked
back to see how far away the girls were.
Do you really think well come up with something to give them for
Christmas? He asked.
I think you should look ahead when you lead. Answered Jingles.
Tinsel looked at him confused before running into a telephone pole.
Jingles shook his head sadly.
Christmas with Jojo
In his lair atop volcano top observatory, a sinister creature lurked.
Usually this one would be planning ways to torture his most hated enemies, the
Powerpuff Girls. But today, he hid in fear from the torture he was facing
himself.
"Jojo!" Called a shrill voice.
He cringed, hoping she wouldn't find him. Mojo Jojo, who had been created
by the same blast that made the girls, feared very little. However the sound of
this voice sent chill racing down his spine.
"Jojo," the voice screamed again. "You answer your mother!"
Indeed, the thing Mojo feared most was the visitation of his own mother.
He began praying that she wouldn't find him. Unfortunately, fate had other
plans. The door to his lab burst open and she loomed over him.
"Curses." He muttered to himself.
She grabbed him by the ear and dragged him out into the main area of the
observatory. She would have chastised him further, but there was a sudden knock
at the door.
Mojo quickly opened the door to see three young boys who looked a lot like
his old creation, the Rowdyruff Boys. He looked at them, confused. They gave
him a similar look before the boy in purple stepped forward.
"Uh, hi." He began. "We're friends of the Powerpuff Girls and we were
hoping you could help us find Christmas presents for us."
Mojo couldn't believe what he was hearing. Why would three boys ask him
of all people, what to give the Powerpuff Girls for Christmas.
"No. I will not help you choose presents for the Powerpuff Girls. The
Powerpuff Girls are my enemies. I hate them, because they always foil my plans.
Because they foil my plans, I hate them and will not help you choose their
Christmas presents."
The boys looked at one another, not sure what to make of his words.
Before they could come up with anything to say, Mojo's mother appeared at the
door.
"Oh, children." She squealed. "Come in and have some milk and cookies."
Mojo's eyes widened. "No! I do not wish to give milk and cookies to the
friends of the Powerpuff Girls. For the Powerpuff Girls are my enemies, and- -"
Before he could continue, she grabbed his ear again and dragged him
indoors.
"Curses." He muttered, a little louder.
The boys followed and sat at a small table Mojo's mother had set up.
Before long Jingles had wiped out the entire plate of cookies. He then smiled,
happily. Gabriel looked at him for a moment.
"Dolphins like to play baseball to save the whales." He said.
Mojo looked at him confused. Tinsel, however, had his own idea of how to
react.
"You know, Gabriel." He began. "I'd like to pick your brain but I don't
have tweezers that small."
Mojo got up and went into his lab, hoping to find a way to get rid of the
Powerpuff Girls' new friends. For a while, he searched before his mother called
in.
"Jojo. Are you okay? Did you have and accident?"
Mojo grimaced as the boys could be heard laughing. He stood still for a
moment.
Jingles voice came next. "Listen, we'd love to stay, but we've got to
finish searching for Christmas presents."
As they flew off, Mojo continued to stand still. Finally, all the rage
inside him came out.
"CURSES!!!!!!"
As he was letting his pain out, another vile villain was planning the pain
of others. However, this villain was different. This villain was worse then
any other. This villain was the ultimate evil. This villain could only be
referred to as Him.
"Yes," He said in a terribly sweet tone. "Soon, I'll make this a
Christmas the girls will never forget."
Suddenly, his voice changed to an evil growl.
"When the girls are separated and destroyed."
With that, he disappeared into a dark mist, and flew out to put his evil
plan into action.
Seperation
Townsville mall. The center for all sorts of action, especially during
Christmas. People crowded around the mall making last minute preparations for
the upcoming big day.
Among those people were the Powerpuff Girls. Unfortunately, despite all
the time they spent there, they couldn't find a good gift to give the boys for
Christmas. The main problem they seemed to have was the fact that they still
didn't really know the boys well enough to find good presents for them.
"This is hopeless." Sighed Buttercup. "How are we going to ever find the
right gifts for them. I don't know why we're doing this anyway."
Blossom was quick to retort. "We're doing this because they're our
guests. It would be rude not to give them something. Now stop complaining!"
"Don't tell me what to do, Leader Girl!" Buttercup yelled back.
"Girls, please don't fight." Pleaded Bubbles.
"Shut up and stay out of it." Was the response from Buttercup.
Bubbles baby blue eyes began to swell with tears. Before Buttercup could
say anything more, however, a dark mist entered the mall and slammed into her.
The other two didn't see it. Buttercup stood completely still and stared
straight ahead.
Her sisters looked at her, concerned. For Blossom, the concern turned to
rage as Buttercup continued to stand still and not answer. Finally, Buttercup,
turned and flew out of the mall. This only infuriated Blossom further.
"Fine!" She yelled. "Go on then!"
She turned away and sulked while Bubbles continued to look at where
Buttercup had been.
Meanwhile, Buttercup flew, with a glassy look in her eyes, to the lair of
Him. Once there, she stood against the wall and fell into an even deeper
trance. Him appeared beside her.
"Now that I have you, my sweet Buttercup." He said. "The other girls
will have no way to stop me."
He laughed evilly as his plan continued to unfold.
Blossom and Bubbles returned home, expecting to find Buttercup sulking in
their room. Much to their surprise, she was nowhere to be found. Bubbles was
really beginning to worry but Blossom attempted to calm her.
"Don't worry." She said. "I'm sure Buttercup just needs to blow off some
steam. She'll be back when she feels better."
Bubbles wasn't convinced, but she tried to put on a strong front for
Blossom. She knew that Blossom had enough problems going on after the fight
with Buttercup to worry about her.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the hotline. Blossom ran to answer it.
"Yes, Mayor. Wow, really. We're on it."
She hung up and turned to Bubbles.
"We've got another monster." She began. "A big one according to the
mayor."
They flew off, but Bubbles was extremely worried. She knew neither her
nor Blossom had the fighting skill to beat a monster without Buttercup's help.
Somehow, this was not going to be good.
Another loss
Monsters in Townsville were a common occurrence. It seemed unusual for a
monster not to be attacking the city. This was no exception.
But this monster was particularly ugly. Its green skin almost appeared to
be just poured onto its body. Its large eyes pierced the sky and its razor
edged yellow teeth seemed to be just searching for something to clamp down on.
The worst part was the large horn on top of its head. A weird clear liquid
seemed to pouring from it.
As it saw the Powerpuff Girls flying towards it, the monster let out an
earth shattering roar. This didn't phase the girls, however. They'd faced many
monsters before and a simple roar wasn't enough to scare them.
They began attacking from all ends, trying to confuse the monster. For a
while it seemed to work, however, the lack of Buttercup's fighting skill proved
evident. The monster simply swatted them away and moved in for the kill.
Suddenly, the earth began to shake, causing the monster to stumble.
Everyone turned to see that Tinsel had been the cause of the quake. His
brothers stood beside him ready to fight. With the sides even, things started
looking very bad for the monster. But, as Bubbles flew above it to attack, it
caught her in the arm with its horn. She fell to the ground.
Blossom flew forward and took a deep breath. Using her ice breath, she
froze the monster. Jingles cam forward next. Instead of ice, it was fire that
came out of his mouth. The sudden switch from cold to hot caused the monster to
explode.
Tinsel looked at the remains in distain. "Take your face to outer space!"
His expression changed when he saw the others huddled around Bubbles, who
hadn't moved. Gabriel picked up her arm and looked at the wound.
"Schlamek." He said.
Jingles was the only one who seemed to understand him. "Poison." He
translated.
He moved the others back and kneeled down beside Bubbles. As he picked up
her arm, he seemed to be bracing himself for something. Then, without warning,
he began sucking on the wound.
Blossom turned quickly to ask Gabriel what Jingles was doing, but thought
better of it and asked Tinsel instead.
Hes sucking the poison out of her and taking it in himself. He
answered, in a matter of fact tone.
After a few minutes, he let go and fell to ground. For a moment, he
didnt even breath and Blossom thought he might be dead. Finally, he sat up,
licked his lips, and said, I love spicy food.
Seeing the look on Blossoms face, he told her not worry because nothing
could damage his stomach.
They picked up Bubbles, who was still unconscious, and carried her back to
the house.
Once there, while the Professor checked on Bubbles, the others sat,
worried in the living room. Blossom, as would make sense, seemed to be taking
it the hardest. Seeing this, Gabriel decided to help make her feel better.
Ill tell you what it is. He began. Is she injured? Is the other
missing? Dont worry. Its circuses. Its pepperoni and cheese. People are
people.
With that, he happily sat down. Blossom couldnt help but giggle a little
at this comment from Gabriel. Then she turned to Jingles.
Why did you guys get involved anyway? She asked. Youre here for a
break.
Jingles smiled. Being a superhero never ends.
Its what we do. Continued Tinsel.
Its who we are. Added Gabriel.
Not all angels are female. Finished Jingles. Youd never believe how long it took to teach Gabriel that.
Thats good. Responded Blossom.
She thought again about the three new boys. Gabriel was truly an idiot,
but he really meant well, she could tell. Tinsel was very not only a klutz, but
also sarcastic and a little mean. And then there was Jingles. He had taken
poison for Bubbles. She knew that shed never forget that.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the Professors entrance into the room.
Jingles quickly put down the few remains of the extra large pizza hed eaten and
joined the others who had run to see what was going on with Bubbles.
Calm down. Professor Utonium began. The injection of the poison sent
her into shock and right now shes slipped into a coma. All we can do in wait
and pray.
Blossom couldnt believe it. Shed lost two sisters in one day. This was
turning out to be the worst Christmas of her life.
Buttercup found
From his lair, Him watched happily at the sad group waiting for Bubbles.
His plan was working perfectly and now, he was ready for the next part.
Of all the items he had in his lair, right now he was most pleased with
his own version of the Powerpuff hotline. And now was the perfect opportunity
to use it.
He led Buttercup to the phone and began the next stage of his sinister
plan.
Meanwhile, the kids were still wondering what to do next. Buttercup was
missing and Bubbles was sick.
Before anyone could think of anything to say, the hotline rang. Blossom
hurried to answer it.
"Hello...Buttercup!...Are you alright?...Don't worry. We'll help you."
She hung up and turned to the others.
"Buttercup's in trouble. Let's go."
She had barely spoken the words before the group was flying to out find
Buttercup. They didn't have to fly far to find the alley Buttercup was sitting
in. She appeared hurt and Blossom was quick to go over to her.
However, before she could say anything, Buttercup nailed her, sending her
flying back to the group. Catching them off guard, she began beating down on
them. Gabriel however seemed completely unharmed. He acted like he was firing
a blast from his hands but nothing came out. Instead, it came from his shadow
and hit Buttercup's shadow. She recoiled from this.
"Schlamek!" He cried.
Buttercup pulled herself up and her eyes began to flash red as she
prepared her eye beams. As she charged up, the redness began to darken.
Blossom, knowing what was coming, yelled to the others and jumped out of the
alley. Jingles grabbed Gabriel, who wouldnt have been smart enough to do
anything himself and flew out of the alley with him.
Tinsel was about to follow, but he tripped on a pop can and fell to the
ground. He looked up to see Buttercup about to fire the now blood red beams.
Oh man! he groaned.
She fired. The entire area lit with red light. Finally she stopped and
flew upwards. Jingles looked in.
Gabriel. He yelled. Follow her!
Gabriel flew off in the direction Buttercup had gone. Jingles and Blossom
flew over to Tinsel who wasnt moving. Blossom checked him over and turned to
Jingles.
Quick. She said. We need to get him to the Professor.
They carried him off. Blossom couldnt believe this. There was only
three of them left. What kind of Christmas was this turning out to be?
Inner thoughts
Blossom and Jingles sat together thinking. They were all that was left of
two once great crime fighting teams. Buttercup had turned on them, Bubbles was
in a coma, Tinsel was almost killed by Buttercup, and Gabriel had disappeared.
"I never should have sent him after her by himself." Jingles said,
partially to himself. "He can't take care of himself out here. I should have
followed her myself."
Blossom turned to him. "If you don't mind my asking, why did you guys
come here anyway?"
"Professor Zinc had a science expo he was gonna teach at and we needed to
go somewhere. He thought this would be a good time for us to meet you."
"But don't you worry about crime back home?" she asked.
"Things have been extremely quiet lately. We haven't had much trouble
since the death of Blackpool."
She looked at him confused. "Blackpool?"
"Blackpool was a dangerous man back home who wanted to create a killer
army. He made a substance using different animals. His plan was to use the
serum to give his army the powers of animals. His first victim escaped after
being turned and came to us. His mind couldn't take the change and, well, he
died. Not knowing of the death, Blackpool tried to turn Tinsel into one of his
soldiers. We stopped him and he ended falling into the serum. That was the
last we've ever seen of him."
Blossom was amazed. There were so many new things she was learning about
these new friends. She turned to Jingles again only to see him with a large
sandwich in front of him. He sure can eat, she thought.
He had other things on his mind, however. He felt bad for Blossom.
Tinsel was hurt, but at least he was conscious. Bubbles still hadn't come to.
She had to be taking this terribly despite her cheerful demenor. Then another
thought occurred to him.
"It's kind of funny." He said. "Tinsel never admitted it, and he'd kill
me if he knew I was telling you, but he likes Buttercup. I can see it in his
eyes. Not something I thought I'd ever see in him."
He chuckled at this. Blossom thought about it and began giggling.
"I've noticed the same thing about Buttercup. She'd never say anything,
but I could tell she liked him."
They laughed for a moment. Suddenly, Jingles stopped laughing and thought
about what they'd just discussed. A smile crept across his face. Before
Blossom knew what had happened, he jumped up and flew to the bedroom where
Bubbles and Tinsel were laying. Not sure what was going on, she followed.
Jingles tapped him on the shoulder, startling him. The surprise almost
knocked him out of the bed. He glared at Jingles.
"I've got an idea of how we can come back from behind." Jingles told him.
Blossom went over to him. "But what about Gabriel?"
Jingles smiled at her. "I think I've got an idea about that too."
She looked at him, confused. But she had confidence that he knew what he
was doing. At least, she hoped he did.
To be continued...By Staledogg |
