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Day 3: Forehead kiss

A/N: This is just a platonic kiss between the sisters, nothing else, okay?

Being the queen is hard work after all. That's what Anna would think as she stood on the balcony of her castle, gazing out at the kingdom of Arendelle.

The summer sun cast a golden glow over the land, but it couldn’t fully melt away the exhaustion she felt. The weight of her crown, figuratively seemed heavier today. Even with Kristoff, Olaf and Elsa’s help in navigating the responsibilities, there were moments when Anna felt overwhelmed.

She sighed softly, brushing a stray lock of hair from her face. As much as she loved her people, her kingdom, and the role she now held, there was a part of her that missed the carefree days when she wasn’t burdened by endless decisions and duties.

A soft voice broke through her thoughts. "Anna?"

Elsa, who had quietly approached, stood beside her, concern in her eyes. "You okay?"

Anna smiled, though it was a bit tired. "Yeah. Just... it's a lot, you know? I don't know how you can manage this role."

Elsa nodded knowingly, her expression softening. "I understand. I’ve been there."

Anna chuckled weakly. "You make it look so easy."

"Trust me," Elsa said gently, "it never is."

For a moment, silence settled between them, the evening breeze cool against their skin. Then, without a word, Elsa stepped closer and pressed a soft, reassuring kiss to Anna’s forehead. It was a simple gesture, but it spoke volumes — of sisterly love, of understanding, of support.

Anna closed her eyes briefly, feeling the warmth and comfort of the moment. When Elsa pulled away, Anna looked up at her sister with gratitude shining in her eyes.

"Thanks, Elsa," she murmured. "For everything."

Elsa smiled. "You’re doing great, Anna. And you don’t have to do it all alone. We'll always be here and you got me."

Anna nodded, her heart feeling lighter. "I know. And that’s why I can do this."

With renewed strength, Anna took Elsa’s hand, and together they walked back into the castle, ready to face whatever challenges the next day might bring — as sisters would do.

Day 2: Holding hands

Wally couldn't tell if he had a really heated relationship with Valentine's Day. The day where kids his age show their appreciation for the people they love, whether it would be their family or their crushes.

Well, he had one in mind: Kuki Sanban, Numbuh 3 of their team and the resident cutie with a quirky, airheaded charm.

Every year, Wally would grumble about the holiday, saying it was "stupid" or “a waste of time," all while keeping a crumpled card stuffed in his pocket, just in case.

He'd never admit it, but watching Kuki prance around in her rainbow-monkey shirt, happily handing out glitter-covered hearts to everyone, made him both want to run far away…and never leave her side.

Today was no different. The base was full of pink and red decorations thanks to Kuki's relentless enthusiasm, and Wally was trying his hardest to pretend he wasn’t watching her from the corner of his eye. His other friends accepted her cards with no hesitation and Hoagie even noticed his frown.

"Hey, Numbuh 4! Why are ya staring at Kuki like that?" his friend nudged him, a smirk creeping onto his face.

Wally turned red. "I ain't staring!" he snapped, crossing his arms defensively. "Valentine's Day is dumb anyway."

But deep down, he knew there was something about the day that made him feel jittery and awkward — not that he’d ever say it out loud. The card in his pocket burned like a hot coal.

Wally's heart pounded in his chest as Kuki bounced up to him, all smiles and sunshine. She held out a card covered in glitter and stickers. "Wally! I made you a Valentine’s card!"

He tried to play it cool, taking the card without looking at her directly. "Uh, thanks, I guess..." But his hand brushed against hers for just a second, and his face burned.

Kuki tilted her head, sensing his usual grumpiness wasn’t quite there. "Do you like it?" she asked, leaning in with a hopeful look in her eyes.

Wally fumbled in his pocket, feeling the edges of the card he'd made for her. "Yeah, uh, here." He handed her the crumpled card, his hands shaking slightly. "Made ya one too."

Kuki's eyes lit up as she opened it, and she grinned from ear to ear. Without saying a word, she slipped her hand into his, her fingers intertwining with his in a way that felt natural—comfortable, even.

Wally froze for a moment, staring at their hands locked together. "Kuki...?"

"You're the best, Wally!" she chirped, tightening her grip. "Happy Valentine’s Day!"

He looked down at her bright, smiling face and then back at their hands, his heart racing. Maybe Valentine’s Day wasn’t so bad after all.

Without thinking, he gave her hand a light squeeze, his face red but his heart warm. "Happy Valentine’s Day, Kuki."

The rest of Sector V teased until Wally tried to shut them up. He later took her out for some ice cream. What a very nice hangout they did.

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Day 1: New day

The City of Townsville…is peaceful this morning.

The sun was just beginning to rise over Townsville, casting a golden hue across the city. It was the start of a new day, and the Powerpuff Girls (Blossom, Bubbles, and Buttercup) were already awake, ready to protect their beloved city from any threat that might arise.

Professor Utonium was always the proud father and creator of the girls. After the accidental involvement of Chemical X, his girls brightened his life more than ever. He would say it's great to be a single dad, even if the girls misbehaved a bit.

As the cool breeze flowed through the city, everything seemed calm at their humble home. In the kitchen, Professor Utonium hummed as he prepared breakfast, flipping pancakes with a smile.

Blossom floated in first, always the early riser. “Good morning, Professor,” she greeted, sitting down at the table. Her orange hair has already been brushed but without her signature bow yet.

“Morning, Blossom! Pancakes today. I figured you girls could use a quiet start after such a busy week,” the Professor replied, setting a plate of pancakes in front of her.

Bubbles was next to arrive, rubbing her eyes and yawning as she floated into the room. Her blond pigtails were slightly messy from sleep, but her blue eyes were full of their usual cheer.

“Morning Professor!” she sang, settling down beside Blossom. “Mmm, pancakes smell so good!”

“Morning, Bubbles!” Blossom said, already pouring syrup.

But just as she said that, Buttercup groaned, floating above the floor. “Where’s the action? I’m ready to go!” she said, but all she found was the peaceful scent of breakfast. “Ugh, is it really this quiet?”

The Professor laughed. “Not every morning has to start with a battle, Buttercup.”

Buttercup rolled her eyes but took a seat, grabbing a pancake from the stack. “Well, I guess I can deal with breakfast for now.”

Professor untied his apron after serving the girls juice and pancakes. He hanged it up on the hook before sitting down with his girls.

As they sat together, sharing breakfast, the city of Townsville remained calm outside. No alarms. No explosions. No villains. Just a peaceful morning. For now.

And for the Powerpuff Girls, sometimes that was enough.

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