#crownbow

Thank you @boobeam-trap for the idea, I’m so happy I found an outlet for some of the MPT jokes living rent free in my head. When I remember more of them I’ll definitely be making more comics like this.

I didn't know people shipped them until recently, but I do like the pair. I like ships that you can do a lot with. As long as it stays pg, I respect it. If you saw my other shipping post, it would go in 3rd place tier.

I think out of the three ppg, blossom is best equipped to handle princess. So relationship wise, it could work. Either princess staying a villain and dating blossom, or princess redemption arc, then date blossom. Those are my fav dynamics. But what if morebucks gave blossom her villian arc?! Anything with crownbow aged up to like high school or adult age just opens up more opportunities for great stories for their ship. Fanfic wise. (Keeping gooning to a minimum)

It's gets the moth stamp of approval

[I rewrote the lyrics of "What Is This Feeling?" to be about Blossom Utonium and Princess Morbucks. Inspired by @simplysedusa. The dialogue before the song is to establish their dynamic here, which is distinct from both their canon dynamic as kids and Glinda and Elphaba's relationship in the play.]

A university dorm room. One side is neat and tidy with many academic supplies and photos of Blossom's family and friends. The other side is messier, taking up more than half of the room, and extravagantly decorated with luxury items, a huge vanity and racks of lavish clothes. But no family pictures. Eighteen-year-old Princess storms in and slams the door. She stopped being a supervillain two years ago out of pragmatism, tired of the negative consequences and lack of results, and interested in a safer, more lucrative career that would improve her reputation, But she remains a pretty bad person and widely distrusted. 

Princess: It didn’t work! 

At her desk, Blossom frowns. 

Blossom: Really? None of the administrators even said they’d look into it? 

Princess: They said I didn’t have a ‘valid reason’ and wouldn’t listen to me. Or my money! It’s getting so hard to bribe people these days. I don’t know what’s wrong with everyone. 

Blossom: Maybe they’ve learned a lesson from all the felonies you committed. 

Princess: And who caught me for the felonies, huh? (throws herself onto her bed) This is your fault. My life used to be perfect, absolutely perfect, until you came along and made it so… complicated. 

She buries her face in her pillow at the last word to hide her blush. Blossom sighs and floats over to her. 

Blossom: Well, they wouldn’t listen to my rational arguments either. So I guess—

Princess: No! 

Blossom: We’re stuck together. 

Princess: (sitting up hopefully) What if I have my dad buy this whole university?

Blossom: Oh, please. We’ll just have to make the best of it. 

She extends her hand to shake on a truce. 

Princess: Aren’t you afraid that I could kill you in your sleep?

Blossom smirks, pulls a miniature laser pistol from under Princess’s pillow and crushes it in one hand. 

Blossom: You can try. 

Princess stands and squares her shoulders. They gaze intensely into each other’s eyes. Blossom elevates herself in her first solo line, so Princess literally has to look up to her.

Both: A fire burns within me like I’ve never known before

Princess: But of course I’ll get my justice 

Blossom: But of course I’ll rise above it

Both: Though it’s truly an inferno, nothing less, yes

A fire burns within me for no reason but that you’re 

Princess: Unusually and exceedingly infuriating 

And altogether quite impossible to destroy 

Blossom: Princess

They retreat to their opposite walls. Blossom tries to resume her work, Princess preens herself in her mirror. But they can’t ignore each other for long. 

Princess: What is this feeling, so sudden and new?

Blossom: I felt the moment I laid eyes on you?

Princess: My pulse is rushing

Blossom: My head is reeling

Princess: My face is flushing

Both: What is this feeling?

Meeting in the middle of the room, they reach out as if to caress the other’s face, only to clench their fists as the chorus begins.

Fervid as a flame 

Does it have a name? 

Yes…

Loathing! 

Unadulterated loathing

Princess: For your face

Blossom: Your voice

Princess: Your clothing 

Both: Let’s just say—I loathe it all

Montage of them living together and how their respective habits constantly clash. Princess revels in being actively disrespectful and frustrating. Blossom responds with passive aggression, like tidying her possessions without her permission. 

Every little trait, however small

Makes my very flesh begin to crawl

With simple utter loathing

There's a strange exhilaration

In such total detestation

It's so pure, so strong

Now that it has stood the test of time

Grown with every fight and every crime

 I know I’ll be loathing, loathing you my whole life long

In the cafeteria, Blossom is surrounded by her sisters and a crowd of their friends and fans. The table’s benches have no room to spare. 

Bubbles: I’m sorry, Blossom, that must be so bad

Buttercup: One day with her and she would drive me mad

Both: It’s amazing how you’re coping

It’s a screw-up, it’s a scandal 

So our room is always open 

Blossom: Thanks… but it’s nothing I can’t handle 

Princess watches from a different table, stewing in envy and something sadder. She’s completely alone.

Sisters and Students: Bravo, Blossom, sharing your space

With such a vile, rotten nutcase

We can’t wait to see her take a fall from grace

We share your…

Montage of their public lives on campus. Princess continues to resent the Powerpuff Girls’ popularity, powers and superhero status, while Blossom is jealous that Princess rivals her in intelligence and exceptional grades. For example, Blossom’s chemistry experiment earns high praise in a science fair, but Princess wins first place for inventing an advanced generator. Blossom glowers and Princess smugly rubs it in her face. 

Blossom and Princess: What is this feeling, so sudden and new (Ensemble: Loathing, unadulterated loathing)

I felt the moment I laid eyes on you? (Ensemble: For her face, her voice, her clothing)

My pulse is rushing, my head is reeling (Ensemble: Let’s just say—we loathe it all)

Oh, what is this feeling? (Ensemble: Every little trait however small)

When Princess burns her hand in a lab accident, Blossom instinctively cools it with ice breath because she’s a hero and that’s what she does. Then she leaves in a blur of pink, flustered. Princess just stares in disbelief, cradling her hand to her chest.

Does it have a name? (Ensemble: Makes our very flesh begin to crawl)

Yes

All: Ahhhh

The following scenes in their room and around the campus show that they still compete and annoy each other, but there’s a more playful, teasing spirit to it. They lie awake at night thinking about each other. 

Both: Loathing (Ensemble: Loathing)

There's a strange exhilaration (Ensemble: Loathing)

In such total detestation (Ensemble: Loathing)

It's so pure, so strong (Ensemble: So strong)

Blossom: Thinking of her eats into my time

Princess: Putting me through this must be a crime

Both: So I will be loathing, for forever, 

Loathing, truly, deeply (Ensemble: Loathing)

Loathing you (Ensemble: Loathing, loathing you)

My whole life long (Ensemble: Loathing, unadulterated loathing)

In the last few lines they’re studying side by side in the library, both blushing. stealing glances at each other, shifting closer… until Princess notices their judgmental audience and gets so uncomfortable that she whips out another ray gun. Blossom smacks it away, exasperated. 

Blossom: Stop!