...he zipped away from Mojo's doorstep, leaving Blossom lonelier despite the new comrade in her arms.
Living with Mojo wasn't as bad as she thought it would be, though it was grating when he attempted to tempt her with the glories they would enjoy as rulers of the world. Though that didn't drive her up the wall as much as giving up crime fighting. She closed all the blinds first thing when she entered a room, not wishing to see her sisters out there-- without her, struggling. She used to watch them from afar but it came to be too much one day when they were nearly at the end of their ropes and she thought she would burst if she didn't help them. Just when she was roaring to burst through the window, they escaped the monster's clutches, Bubbles told Buttercup something, and in one strike the menace was on the ground.
Still, even with the blinds lowered over the town, she could hear Townsville's desperate cries, and she did go out once in awhile. She dreaded going out; it was harder to hold back her instincts when she couldn't escape the carnage, and the guilt was worse with the citizen looking at her expectantly.
Mojo's reaction to her body developing was the worst of living with him. She could feel his eyes trace the sensuous c...