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THE POWERPUFF GIRLS MEET DOCTOR WHO….

by

Steve Pendlebury


1. Townsville, USA. Summer 1975

A summer’s day in Townsville, in the days of roller skates, disco balls and Philadelphia Soul Music, was not a place for the initial happening that would lead to three girls with superpowers being made in a laboratory twenty-two years later. But this hot day, when everything was right with the world, was a special day for that very reason.

Kids shot by on skates; businessmen cooled off in the heat; and in the small park down the road, an ice cream van was getting very short of ice-cream. On the grass behind the van, three teenagers were listening to a cassette of current pop sounds, and Archie Bell and the Drells’ rendition of ‘Soul City Walk’ drifted over the scene. There was a volcano in the park - believe it or not! - and this was fenced off and left to just sit there. Amazingly, kids used to swim round it’s surrounding moat, as the pond surrounding it was known.

Professor Utonium was not yet a professor; he was doing his finals at university, and he was completely unaware of the scene, or of the importance of the day in question. How his life would turn out was not his concern right now. Miss Keane was starting her job as a supply teacher at a new kindergarten school; and Miss Bellum was an office junior at the Town Hall. The Mayor, an idiot even then, was seated behind his desk, eating a pickle. Some things don’t change.

From an alleyway nearby, out of sight of all this, there came a wheezing groaning noise. Suddenly, there was a British Police Box there! This might well have looked out of place, but it was well enough hidden not to be noticed. The light on the top stopped flashing.

A moment later, the door opened. A tallish man stepped out, and looked around as if he knew where he was. Behind him, a dark-haired girl followed.

“Well, for once it seems NOT to have got us lost!“ declared the man, known to everyone who knew him only as ’The Doctor’. “The United States Of America, East Coast, 1975.“
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“OK. So why are we here?” asked The Girl.

“We are here, Sarah,“ said The Doctor, “because there’s something I must do here.”

Sarah Jane Smith waited as the Doctor locked up the Tardis. She had been a journalist before she had stepped into the Tardis one day, and now nothing at all shocked her. Even the Doctor had looked different then! The trouble was, a ‘quick job’ or ‘something to do here’ usually meant another hair raising adventure.

“What is that then, Doctor?” asked Sarah, as they emerged from the alleyway into the square ahead.

“Oh, nothing dangerous,“ answered the Doctor. He was keeping something quiet.

A figure on roller skates stopped by them.

“Hey man, you not hot in all that clobber?” he half-heartedly enquired.

The Doctor gave him a grin and took his hat off. He was dressed in an Edwardian Suit, with a very long woollen scarf over it.


“Not at all,” he replied. He didn’t tell him that he wasn’t human, it would take too long. Instead, he reached into one of his pockets and took out a small bag.

“Would you like a Jelly Baby?” he asked, offering the man the bag.

“No thanks, it’s not cool, man,” he replied.

Sarah was watching this exchange with a mixture of amusement and stifled laughter.

“OK then, whatever,” said the Doctor, as he returned the bag to the same deep pocket it had come from. The figure put his headphones back on and sped off.

The Doctor put the hat back on and turned to Sarah.

“You can tell a lot about a place with Jelly Babies,“ he stated.

“Yes - like it’s hot!”

The Doctor ignored that comment. “Come on, let’s get this done and be on our way.”

The Doctor stopped and looked round. Maybe an ice-cream first. He did like the stuff after all, and Sarah looked as though she could do with it. He reached into his pockets again; the items he was going to use were there, and so was his money bag. He withdrew this bag and looked inside. A pound note; a Euro (not for a while yet, thought The Doctor); several coins from other planets; and a hundred dollar bill, which he took out as they joined the queue.

“You’re not going to pay the ice-cream man with that are you?” asked Sarah, when she spotted the note in The Doctor’s hand.

‘Why not?’ The Doctor was mightily offended. “It’s the money of this country and era isn’t it?”

“Yes, but do you think an ice-cream van will have that much money?”

“With the amount they’ve sold today! I should think so,” came the reply.

Now they were at the front of the queue.

‘”Yes?” asked the rather hot ice-cream man.

“I’ll have a 99 please, and Sarah?….”

“Same please,” replied Sarah.

The ice-cream man served them up and The Doctor offered him the hundred dollar bill. To say that the man was not amused would be an understatement. He looked at the note and at the bloke who was offering it to him.

“Hey man, what’s this?” he asked, somewhat angrily.

“Money,” The Doctor sardonically replied.

“Yeah, right. Is this a set up for a TV Show?” he asked loudly.

Sarah looked in her bag. Amazingly, she had a 5 dollar bill from when she was in America a couple of years before. She grabbed it and offered it to the man. He took it, gave her change, and said something unrepeatable under his breath. The Doctor put his note away as they walked off with their ices, leaving a bemused crowd behind them.


They walked into the park, and Sarah held the ices while they found a nice tree to set under. The Doctor whipped three test tubes out his pocket and mixed the contents of these together, making a sort of jelly. This he then subtly buried among the roots of the tree.

Once he had done this, The Doctor reclaimed his ice cream from Sarah and started to eat it as they lay on the grass. They were an odd sight, but there were so many people and so many sights they weren’t noticed again.

Eventually, Sarah’s curiosity got the better of her. “Doctor?” she asked, “What exactly did you do just now?”

“Oh, what we came here for,” he replied. “Normally, when you mix Sugar, Spice and Everything Nice, all you get is a mess. But for the right person, under the right circumstances, something else will occur. It just needs an extra ingredient, which hasn’t been invented yet.”

“Oh, I see,” said Sarah. “Then what’ll happen…?”

“I don’t know exactly,” admitted the Doctor. “But we should get up to three people, with special powers, who will fight for Good.”

“So, why America? What’s wrong with good old Great Britain?”

“Blighty? Well, when these people hatch, they’d probably fall - eventually - into the hands of the Brigadier.”

“Ohhhh,” intoned Sarah. “That would be bad, would it?”

“Yes, it would.,” said The Doctor, a touch of anger in his voice. “He’d declare them UNIT property and they’d be under goodness knows who’s command. They’re for the people, not UNIT. Ordinary people, like these here.”

The Doctor and the Brigadier always were friends, but some of the Brig’s military thinking frustrated The Doctor. He had a rational mind, and although he’d managed to accept the possibility of ‘things’ from space visiting earth, his military mind was something he’d want these creation to be well clear of.

“Well, that’s my ice-cream done,” piped up Sarah, fluidly breaking into his thoughts. “Hadn’t we better get back to London?”

“Back to UNIT? Whatever for?” exclaimed the Doctor.

“Ohhh, here we go again,” thought Sarah as they stood up and started making their way back to the Tardis. The Doctor said he couldn’t actually steer it, but he could when he wanted to. Obviously he’d been keen to come and complete his task, but was less enthusiastic about going back to the Brigadier and UNIT.

They were walking back to the Tardis by this time, and Sarah dreamed longingly of a trip round London, in a cab, but she didn’t say this to The Doctor. When they reached the alleyway, they stopped dead. It was being roped off by the Police.

“What’s happening Officer?” asked The Doctor, in his more authoritative tone.

“There’s something down there that we don’t understand,” said the Policeman, pointing down the alley towards the Tardis. “It looks like a London Police Box, but the phone doesn’t work.”

“Oh dear,” said The Doctor, as he and Sarah slipped past him into the alley.

“Oy!” shouted the cop, as the Doctor produced a key and proceeded to unlock the Tardis. He and Sarah stepped inside, and the door closed behind them. Inside, they could just about hear the officer’s shouts as he banged on the door. The Doctor started to set the controls.

Outside, the light began to flash and a wheezing groaning noise filled the air. Then, suddenly, the officer was shouting at nothing. The Tardis was gone, taking its occupants to other adventures, other times.

But it would appear again in Townsville, in thirty years time….

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2: Townsville, USA. Today….

It was a hot day again. Nothing much had happened; the phone was quiet, and there were no heart signals in the sky. There was nothing so far to distract from the day, and the Powerpuff Girls were outside in the garden not doing very much at all.

Blossom was, as usual, buried in a book - The Ordinary Man’s Guide to Conversational Chinese. Every so often, she shook her head and made a note on the pad beside her. Someone had asked her to review this book; she had got halfway through it and, so far, there were so many errors in it that she was amazed it had ever been published! As if saving Townsville wasn’t enough, she had, in a weak moment, agreed to read through this….. Rubbish. Oh well, being a leader had some drawbacks.

Buttercup was, for once, not drawing pictures of gory fights, nor making fun of Bubbles. She was actually asleep. How long that would last was anyone’s guess.

Bubbles was sitting with Octi, drawing unicorns and singing.

“If I had a crayon, I’d crayon in the morning, I’d crayon in the Evening, all over this land.,” she sang. “I’d crayon out Justice. I’d crayon out a warning. I’d crayon out the Love between my Sisters and -’

Suddenly, a wheezing, groaning sound filled the air. Bubbles stopped singing and looked around. Blossom put down her book as Buttercup suddenly awoke from her nap. She was the first to speak.

“Hey, what’s going on?” she asked, to nobody in particular.

“Dunno,” said Blossom, as her guard went up.

‘What’s going on?“ wondered Bubbles. “I’m a bit scared.”

“Oh goodness, Bubbles, you’re always scared!” retorted Buttercup.

“Look,” said Blossom. “What’s that?”

A blue shape began to appear, transparent at first, and then becoming more solid. It had the words ‘Police Box’ written on it and the light on top was flashing. Eventually, it was completely solid and the light stopped flashing.

“So… What is it?” Bubbles was first to ask the classic question.

“Don’t look at me,“ declared Buttercup.

“Well, it’s come here for something, or someone,” stated Blossom. “Boxes don’t materialise out of nowhere and just sit there.”

Buttercup decided to find out. She flew round it once, landed on top of it, and started to punch it, but it didn’t give way.

Meanwhile, inside the Tardis, the Doctor and Rose Tyler were a little amused by this, although the Doctor was slightly angry at Buttercup’s punching of the Tardis. He was also a bit puzzled - humans couldn’t fly! He’d spent enough time on Earth to know that! But here was this little girl who was flying round the Tardis.

Townsville, USA. Something stirred in his mind…. Long ago.

“We could always go outside and tell her to stop,” suggested Rose.

“Good idea,” said the Doctor.

He was now tall, a bit lanky, but very strong and still one on his own. This was his ninth Incarnation, and he’d travelled around the Universe, alone now after the Time War, until he had to come to London to stop the Autons - again. He was always wondering ‘Why Earth?’ But then, it was in an unfortunate place. If somebody wanted to take over the western rim of the Galaxy, it was a good place to start. So there were frequent attempts to take over this planet, and it just happened to be his favourite spot in this Galaxy. Good job really, because they weren’t ready yet to defend themselves.

And on earth, he’d picked up - although he wasn’t sure who picked who - this girl, Rose. He only took the best, and she certainly was. She’d screamed at first, but who wouldn’t in a cellar full of living plastic mannequins. But, she’d been persistent, tracked him down and had turned out to be a good assistant. Behind the blonde hair and the London Chav look was a girl with a bit more.

Rose had in fact saved the Doctor, and she wondered if she was the only one to have done so. The Nestene Consciousness nearly had cornered him, but Rose had saved the day by using her Primary School Gymnastic skills, which she was surprised at and the Doctor was amazed at. So their journey through time had begun….

Anyway, why was a flying girl hitting the Tardis? Well, there was only one way to find out, and that was to ask her! They opened the door.

When the door opened, Buttercup was in mid punch. She didn’t fall into the Tardis, but fell onto the Doctor. She tried to fly away, but the Doctor held her. She didn’t like that.

‘Get off me you great oaf’, she spat.

‘Why were you hitting my Tardis’, was the first thing he said.

‘Because it landed in my garden and I don’t like that’, Buttercup Stated. ‘Are you going to let me go?’

‘I think you should’, piped in Rose.

The Doctor let go as the other two Powerpuff Girls were advancing. ‘STOP’, he yelled.

Buttercup flew away, but not far enough to land a punch if needed. Blossom and Bubbles stopped dead, and for a few seconds, they all stared at each other. Blossom, as the leader, was the first to break the uneasy silence.

‘Who are you?’, she asked. ‘And what are you doing in our garden?’

‘And what do you want?’, said Bubbles.

‘I was hoping you could tell me that’, said the Doctor. ‘The Tardis just came here. I don’t know why.’

‘Tardis. What’s that’, asked Blossom. She was the leader after all, and seeing as the three of them were still a bit, or in Buttercup’s case a lot suspicious.

‘Yeah, what is the Tardis then, before I pound you into the ground’, said Buttercup.

‘Tardis is the Doctor’s name for his spaceship’, commented Rose.

‘Well, space and time’, said the Doctor. ‘It goes anywhere in space and time’.

‘Really’, said Blossom. The sarcasm was evident.

‘And how do you fit the two of you in there?’. Bubbles asked that question before Buttercup could.
‘It’s bigger on the inside than the outside. I didn’t believe it either’, replied Rose. ‘Dimensional something. I don’t know all the technical stuff’.

‘Any more things we don’t know’, said Buttercup.

‘Like why you’re here in our garden, for example?’, Blossom added.

‘It materialised here for some reason. I must have set it to come here sometime in the past’, thought the Doctor out loud. ‘I wonder why as much as you do.’

‘Oh really’, said Buttercup.

‘Anyway, what about you three. The first humans I’ve met who can fly!!’, commented the Doctor, who was eager to steer the conversation away from him.

Bubbles went in first here. ‘We were born with Superpowers’, she almost boasted. ‘Well, not born, we just sort of came into being.’

‘The professor’s lab’, said Blossom. ‘He’s our dad, in one sense. He mixed Sugar, Spice and Everything Nice and…well…here we are. Yes, we can fly. Among other things.’

‘Like beating people up’, said Buttercup.

‘And hitting his Tardis’, commented Rose.

‘I don’t know what it was. I still don’t really, but it didn’t give way’, Buttercup stated.

‘You could have beaten the Tardis for all eternity and not got in.’ said the Doctor. ‘Many people have tried. Ghengis Khan and his army couldn’t get in and believe me they’ve tried!’

‘Oh,’, said Buttercup. ‘Who is Ghengis Khan?’

Blossom shook her head and the Doctor didn’t answer directly. ‘Like Adolf Hitler only worse’.

‘Who’s Adolf Hitler?’, Buttercup wondered.

‘Never mind’, said the Doctor. ‘The Nazis couldn’t get in either’

‘Like Blossom and Buttercup said, we can fly, we catch bad guys and throw them in jail’. Bubbles demonstrated by flying about and punching the air.’

‘Really’, said the Doctor. ‘Anything else?’

‘Laser eye beams, super strength….’, Bubbles tailed off.

‘And drawing’, said Rose. She just saw the half drawn picture.

‘Well she does’, snapped Buttercup. ‘All the time, and some of them are really awful!!’

The Doctor remembered - 1975. The place had changed since then. But the substance he made and buried under that tree - these girls must have been the result! They looked to be pretty good at what they did too. He kept this quiet for now though, as they were suspicious enough of him as it was. Instead, he approached Bubbles again.

‘You’re not bad’, said the Doctor. ‘When did you get into Trini Lopez though?’.

‘What? Who?’. Bubbles was confused.

‘The song you had different words to…’. The Doctor tailed off.
‘Oh, I heard The Professor playing it in his lab’, said Bubbles. ‘Pretty song.’

‘The Professor?’, enquired the Doctor.

‘He sort of made us in his lab’, repeated Blossom.

‘Oh.’, said the Doctor.

Blossom decided that he wasn’t dangerous. But the Professor would know.

‘Come on in and meet him’, she said, sounding more confident than she actually was. The Doctor and Rose followed the Girls inside…

* * *

Meanwhile, behind Earth’s moon, three large spaceships lay in wait. They would not be visible on Radar due to a Cloaking Device.

‘Awaiting your command, Master’

‘Let’s take this planet and use it to expand our new empire.’

‘I obey’.

‘We will be within range of that city in two hundred rels’.

‘Our forces are ready for combat.’

The three spaceships came into orbit around the earth. Slowly, they positioned themselves in geo-stationary orbit over a large city on the coast of America. This would be the start of their invasion of the planet earth. From here, they would capture every country on the globe. They were aware that mankind would fight back, but their weapons would not stand up to what was on these ships.

They hung in mid air, in the same way that bricks don’t. Just waiting for now. They sailed right over the Observatory, which was a pity because they were the exact sort of thing they had been looking for all these years.

‘Ships in place’.

‘Then exterminate mankind. Destroy! Destroy! Destroy!’

The creatures in the spaceships began to descend to earth.

The Daleks had arrived……

[Gopher]

Daleks. I KNEW it would come down to Daleks.

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Anyways, not bad writing. I'll be following this, for sure.