Powerpuff Girls: Come back home

Chapter 3

Boomer's POV
"Professor Utonium!" Butch banged on the door. There was no answer. All three of us started to bang on the door but still there was no response.

"Where could he be?" I questioned, backing away from the home to look at its square exterior.

I've noticed that the three round windows for the girls have been covered with black sheets. It was odd but understandable. Guessed the disappearance of them left a hole in the Professor's heart.

"Why can't we just walk in?" Butch suggested.

"I don't see why not." Brick agreed.

"You in Booms?"

I stared at my brothers, hesitant by their plan–if you can even call it that, I'm sure they have no idea what they're doing.

"But what if the professor isn't here?"

"We'll figure that out when we get inside. Let's go." Butch beckoned.

Sighing, I had to follow what they do. Brick fondled with the doorknob but it was lock. He tried the back door but it was locked too. I glanced up at the sight I was gazing on earlier.

"How about we try those?" I pointed up. Butch and Brick's faces formed a grin. Clearly they were impressed.

We flew to the windows in unison. I touched the black sheet and its crazily dusty. I heard Butch cough due to slapping the sheet to the side.

Once inside, I felt a breath leave my mouth. The room is a mess, almost like murder happened. There were burnt marks on the walls and floor. Their bedsheets were torn into pieces, all of their old stuff were ripped apart. Phone completely destroyed and Bubbles' toy octopus is nothing more than small pieces of fabric and stuffing.

This isn't what I pictured this room to be. I thought it would all be in order with dust and spiderwebs.

I picked up the octopus' pieces and glanced over to my brothers who were equally as concerned as I am. "What do you think happened to them?" I asked.

Butch didn't say a word, Brick looked pained. I've never seen my brothers act like this, especially for these girls who were our rivals. Even I'm worried for them.

When I got no response from them I picked myself up and walked out of the room. Turns out the room wasn't the only one that's torn apart. But the rest of the house's damages looked almost natural. The typical smashing and tearing of things.

A faint sound of Butch's snickering was heard behind me. "Guessed the professor went a bit insane?"

I elbowed Butch's stomach so hard he was caught in a fit of coughs. "What was... that... for?!" He growled in between coughs.

"We shouldn't be joking in this situation." I scolded him. Which was weird because the past us wouldn't even glance over out shoulders for the girls. Something is just isn't right.

"This is no time to fool around you idiots!" Brick yelled at us. "Now hurry, we need to find the professor." He turned his heel to go ahead but he stepped on something. He lifted his foot and picked up something.

We moved in closer to see what he was holding. It was a photograph. A family photograph to be exact. It was taken at the park where the statue of the girls now sits. The professor sitting in the middle, Buttercup on the right holding a baseball bat, Blossom in the middle with a book which looked as if she was reading it with the professor and Bubbles on the left holding her octopus doll in her arms. They all look happy. This picture looked as if it was taken right before they disappeared.