Awwww, this was sweet! Sad, but sweet! And interesting. I really wonder if the Professor were ever to lose the girls, would he fall so far into madness and despair that his solution was to try and recreate them? Like, I know this fic was supposed to have an upbeat ending, but I want to take it a darker route and have Utonium struggle with the fact that even though he's recreated the PPG, they aren't the ones he used to have. (It's like when someone loses a dog and tries to get a new one right away, but that won't help the mourning process go faster because it's still not the same dog the person lost). But anyway, that's just me getting inspired by your work. Great job!

*chokes* Dear...

Awwwwwwwww...i felt sad then ebtter by the end

*Wipes eyes* So amazing...I love this, this is just...wow :,)

I thought that this story had the most creative approach to the theme and so I voted for it. :) I'm adding this one to my faves! :D