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Have a great New Years

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Moi

Coffee, a good book, comfortable silence with my moon, absolutely a perfect way to spend a post Christmas Saturday.

Her world was the colour of petals :

Pale white and pink and softly glowing

-Neil Gaimon, Cinnamon

Day 1: New day

The City of Townsville…is peaceful this morning.

The sun was just beginning to rise over Townsville, casting a golden hue across the city. It was the start of a new day, and the Powerpuff Girls (Blossom, Bubbles, and Buttercup) were already awake, ready to protect their beloved city from any threat that might arise.

Professor Utonium was always the proud father and creator of the girls. After the accidental involvement of Chemical X, his girls brightened his life more than ever. He would say it's great to be a single dad, even if the girls misbehaved a bit.

As the cool breeze flowed through the city, everything seemed calm at their humble home. In the kitchen, Professor Utonium hummed as he prepared breakfast, flipping pancakes with a smile.

Blossom floated in first, always the early riser. “Good morning, Professor,” she greeted, sitting down at the table. Her orange hair has already been brushed but without her signature bow yet.

“Morning, Blossom! Pancakes today. I figured you girls could use a quiet start after such a busy week,” the Professor replied, setting a plate of pancakes in front of her.

Bubbles was next to arrive, rubbing her eyes and yawning as she floated into the room. Her blond pigtails were slightly messy from sleep, but her blue eyes were full of their usual cheer.

“Morning Professor!” she sang, settling down beside Blossom. “Mmm, pancakes smell so good!”

“Morning, Bubbles!” Blossom said, already pouring syrup.

But just as she said that, Buttercup groaned, floating above the floor. “Where’s the action? I’m ready to go!” she said, but all she found was the peaceful scent of breakfast. “Ugh, is it really this quiet?”

The Professor laughed. “Not every morning has to start with a battle, Buttercup.”

Buttercup rolled her eyes but took a seat, grabbing a pancake from the stack. “Well, I guess I can deal with breakfast for now.”

Professor untied his apron after serving the girls juice and pancakes. He hanged it up on the hook before sitting down with his girls.

As they sat together, sharing breakfast, the city of Townsville remained calm outside. No alarms. No explosions. No villains. Just a peaceful morning. For now.

And for the Powerpuff Girls, sometimes that was enough.

Masterlist here!

𝐴 𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑏𝑒𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔.

𝐴𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑤𝑒'𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑡 1. 𝑂𝑛𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑦, 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑢𝑡𝑒—𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑜𝑛𝑒.

𝑇𝒉𝑒𝑠𝑒 𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑑𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑑𝑟𝑎𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑐 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦...𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑑𝑎𝑦𝑠.

...𝐻𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑡 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑠, 𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑟𝑖𝑔𝒉𝑡 𝑜𝑛 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒. 𝑁𝑜𝑡𝒉𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑜...𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦 𝑡𝒉𝑎𝑡 𝑗𝑎𝑧𝑧 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑒. 𝑇𝒉𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑦 𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝑏𝑙𝑢𝑒𝑠...