AnimeKitty: Yay! First Fan fiction published on a website EVER! It's rated T for future profanity. Hope u like it. If U don't I'll cry. JK…Maybe (laughs as Ion walks in)

Ion: She might really cry…

AnimeKitty: Hey, you! You don't appear until MUCH later! (Chases Ion out of dark room)

PPG: AnimeKitty1896 does not own us or any other featured cartoons. She is just too dumb to-

AnimeKitty: Hey, you three!

DarkKitty (sister of AnimeKitty): Warning- first few chapters will be before the iPod touch debuted.)

-End of Disclaimer-

Chapter 1- Neighboring Genius

Blossom was dreaming of a wonderful garden where everyone was getting along when her father the Professor yelled "GIRLS!"

She was downstairs in a second in her weekend garbs of a pink tank top and denim shorts. She nearly collided with a sweaty Buttercup in the living room. Bubbles came in a moment later, blonde hair in curlers.

"Professor!" Bubbles cried.

"What's wrong?" Blossom asked.

"Where's the fight?" Buttercup demanded, grinding her fists together, causing lime green lightning.

From what Blossom could see, nothing was wrong with the room or their dad. He stood by the doorway. "I want you three to meet…" He opened the door wider. "Professor Hamilton, our new next door neighbor."

In the doorway stood a woman with long brown hair and warm gold eyes framed by black frame glasses. She smiled at them, gently. "Hello," the woman said, her voice light and smoothing. She wore a light yellow sundress with green and white flowers patterning the fabric. On her feet were chunk-heeled white sandals. She looked pretty in an older woman sort of way.

"Hi," Bubbles chirped.

"Hey," Buttercup said.

"Good afternoon." Blossom smiled back.

"Prof. Hamilton and I are old college buds from back in the day." Professor went on. He was grinning from ear to ear. "We used to have so much fun together until she moved to Japan."

Prof. Hamilton shook her head. "Honestly, Professor, you really should just call me Layla. We are going to be neighbors."

"Oh, right…" Professor scratched his head in embarrassment.

"So, I head you had children. That's great, I have a few of my own in middle school. We're getting the furniture just right, in there. And those boys won't let me design their rooms for them anymore." Layla sighed. "Puberty is such a deffening thing."

Blossom hovered by her sister and sized Layla up, covertly. She didn't look evil in the slightest like Professor's other college buddy. And she didn't smell like make-up, as Ima Goodlady had.

Bubbles bumped into her as she tried to hide her hair under her bunny-eared hood.

"I was wondering if you'd all like to come to dinner. My boys are still new here and I'd like them to make good friends." Layla went on, clasping her hands. "And I was hoping to learn how you created such darlings. Not that I'd ever try it! My boys are a handful enough, thank you."

Buttercup muttered something under her breath and Professor shot her a look. "We'd be happy to come over," he replied.

"Perfect, I'll tell Robbie to fire up the stove and get cooking. He's been so anxious to cook a big meal." Layla beamed. "Good-bye, girls. Good-bye, Professor."

"Good-bye, Miss Layla," the girls said in unison.

"Good-bye, Prof- I mean, Layla." Professor smiled.

As soon as Layla left, Buttercup zoomed of muttering something about going downtown.

"We all have dinner dates!" Bubbles cheered. "I can't wait to start putting together outfits. Ooo, maybe a nice pearl green for Buttercup…" She flew upstairs to invade closets in search of the elusive pearl green color.

Blossom remained, hovering by the couch. She made her way to the coffee table where her iPod lay. "I'm going for a fly. Need anything?" A house warming present will be nice, Blossom. I need to find by dinner conversation starter cards."

Blossom cringed. "Will do, Professor." She went upstairs to change.

Chapter 2- Falling Boys, Slime & Criminal Minds

After getting an awesome smoothie from McDonald's (came in around their elementary days), Blossom took a detour through the Townsville Park. People she knew like the talking dog (plus his chatty pair of twins) and the Amoeba Boys, waved at her.

"Hi, guys" she called, slowing to toss Harold's Frisbee back to him. She flew right toward the oldest oak tree in Townsville, that sat conveniently on a huge hill. Bullet the squirrel peeked from the crisp green leaves of the tree. Recognizing Blossom, Bullet scurried toward the branch's edge and flew into her arms, knocking the fourteen year old into a loop.

Blossom giggled girlishly as Bullet raced across her outstretched arms. "Hey, Bullet; fought any hawks lately?" Bullet stopped near her ear and chattered avidly, then continued with her play. "I guess so."

Suddenly, Bullet stopped running altogether to sniff the air, then zinged off to...somewhere in the Townsville Woods by the look of her frantic flying. "Tell Barry I said 'hi,'" she called, referring to Bullet's boyfriend or mate (can't tell with squirrels. They aren't too social.)

Blossom flew over to a high sturdy branch of the tree and sat down. Setting her iPod on the branch, she put on her headphones and turned up the volume to almost 100. She went to Ne-Yo's 'So Sick' and began to sing along.

Rio Hamilton hovered in the thick clouds above Townsville, his new home's, Park. Just as he dodged a zigzagging yellow streak, he heard singing. Not just any singing, though; the most beautiful singing ever. Rio tensed unconsciously, and plummeted toward the ground. He cringed, knowing this world not only hurt but get his mom angry. He wouldn't die from being dropped on his head, but he would ruin his new jeans. Yep, a grounding of epic proportions was in his future. *AnimeKitty1896: Asked him later why he couldn't just start flying again, he said he FORGOT!* *RIO comes in and drags her out of the story room.*

Just before his face met concrete, he stopped. "Seriously, another sky diver," a voice muttered above him. He looked up and saw waves of auburn tapered with gold. Then, he saw her face.

She was cute, with baby pink (hate my mom's idea to take me on her dress-shopping excursion for Aunt Judi's wedding) eyes and peachy cream skin. Her heart-shaped face was slightly marred by a frown on her lips and between her brows. She set him down and landed next to him. She crossed her arms over her chest and blew out a breath of frustration. "Where's your parachute? And your plane?" She tossed her hair and turned away. "Never mind, I just can't today. Where did I leave my iPod?"

He stood up and brushed her grass off his butt. "I wasn't skydiving, I was flying. My name's Rio."

She looked over at him, down at his outstretched hand and then she cracked a smile. He felt heat crawl up his face. "I'm Blossom." She shook his hand. "So you have superpowers too. How did you get the? Alien watch, alien ring, alien protoplasm, government explosion, or a fairy godparent?" She ticked off each on her fingers. Clearly, she knew a lot of people.

"None; me and my brothers were born with them." Rio shoved his hands into his pockets. Was he really chatting up a girl who just saved his butt from being grounded? Yes, he realized, he was.

"Cool, me and my sisters-"

"Blossom, today's the day you let me into the Power puff girls!" a really annoying voice shrieked just before a beam of golden light shot right at them. Rio acted fast and tackled Blossom out of the way. He winced at the pain where the laser had grazed. "Are you okay?" he asked.

"I should be asking you that." She glared up at their assailant. "Princess, you are so dead!"