Springtrap could nearly laugh at the latest present his Springsparks had brought forth. Hairs, items simple in idea but in this case.. Oo~ooh!

These were special. They belonging to a pair of Powerpuff Girls named Blossom and Buttercup. With these he had made an incredible little things called Chemical X. An item of incredible mutagenic properties, and one such recipe that could be amplified with Chemical X was one for perfect...Little...Girls.

Sugar...Spice... And Everything Nice...

These were the ingredients to make the perfect little girl, but Professor Springtrap was doing his own thing, and thus the recipe was rewritten a little bit.

Sugar, a crystalline material now substituted for crystals turned black by years of dark magic being charged into them and then chunks from the tree of harmony. Along with this was a good helping of fire rubies and two gems of equivalent power, by the names of arctic sapphires and storm emeralds.

Spice, made from poison joke, magically synthesized Blood Grass (ala the game Oblivion), a sample of Flaahgra (created through the biological memory of the Phazon), a full bloom of Heart's Desire, Nirnroot crimson and otherwise (also synthesized from Oblivion), a mandrake root, and finally, for good measure...

A single apple. Just to make doctors feel super weird when they were around.

The final ingredient, 'everything nice'. This much would be made of a captured phoenix and timberwolf, a massive blob of mutated 'golden' phazon, powder of the metal which composed the exoskeleton of each animatronic (enough to create an entire new skeleton), a tatzlwurm, a feather and horn+hoof shaving from each of the three princesses, a sample of a diamond dog alphas claw, a dragons fangs claws and wings, a hydras head and tail, a griffin wing feather, and finally...

An 'accidental' dose of Chemical X, accompanied by a massive chunk of his own costuming. All of these ingredients both gathered and synthesized were made possible from the fact that Springtrap had made an altered version of phazon and now had every bit of empty space inside of his suit around his skeleton now filled with it, giving him a  constant supply of extreme power both magical and otherwise. With it he was finally alive again, and was hatching plans. All of the ingredients floated forward and into a massive cauldron crafted of pure Animetal (the metal of which the animatronic's exoskeletons were made as Springtrap would now refer to it as) and stirred via magic. Finally the Chemical X and costuming floated over and slowly landed into the mix, Springtrap bracing for the explosion when-

Nothing. Of all the things to happen when it all hit Springtrap least expected that there wouldn't even be a- BOOM!

Springtrap flailed his arms as he went careening away and into the wall of his small prison. Floating above the cauldron was a young girl, by the looks of it about fifteen, maybe sixteen. She had messy black hair going down her head, blocking her left eye and going down past her shoulders and midway down her back. Her attire was a replication of that of the Powerpuffs themselves, though the bottom was torn jaggedly to be shorter and underneath that she wore a pair of shortened jean-shorts going halfway down her thighs and a pair of black combat boots. It was colored a dark royal blue, a tad darker shade than phazon. Her irises resembled phazon and held the same glow. Her teeth were mostly normal but with a pair of razor sharp fangs. On her wrists and shoulders were veins in a gridlike appearance, bearing the glow of phazon. She flashed a sharp grin as she leaned into Sprintrap's chest.

"Well happy birthday to me Daddykins!"

Springtrap raised an eyebrow and questioned this in a scratchy, static-mixed voice.

"Aren't there usually three kids made in this kind of thing."

She giggled.

"Yup. But I kinda sorta...Ate them. Like you know how sometimes when a lady's about to have twins and one of them reabsorbs the other? Yeah I did that with both of the others since they were too weak to not be eaten."

Springtrap blinked. "So you figured that they were too weak to live and so made yourself stronger at their expense?"

She gave a happy smile and nodded. Springtrap teared up and brought her into a massive hug.

"Th-Th-That's my girl!"

She beamed and booped him. "So dadoo, whas' my name?"

He smiled with a manic look and ruffled her hair.

"Hmm... Well you're a cross between a whole mess of things and you're my daughter... Aha! How about 'Crosswire' kiddo?"

She gained a look of thought and placed a hand on her chin. She flashed a bloodthirsty grin. "I LIKE it!"

Springtrap put an arm around her shoulders.

"Ha-HA! Daughter o' mine when the time comes we are gonna have some FUN!"

He grinned as he had his Sprinsparks scan over her. Her form had bonded perfectly with all of the ingredients, better than he could have hoped for. She had massive amounts of magic both light and dark, her form held extremely regenerative properties, her skeleton was layered with Animetal to the point of being as strong if not stronger than any of the already existing exoskeletons, she could adapt her form with all of the mutagenic properties she held to an unknown degree, she had mutated phazon pumping through her for a secondary source of power should she ever need it, she was immune to any sort of petrification magic, and she had all, if not more, of the abilities of the original Powerpuff Girls. She was as a god, but most importantly...

She was a sadistic ball of crazy death, just like her old pop. Next Chapter: Chapter Twenty Four: Freddy Does Romance Estimated time remaining: 2 Hours, 26 Minutes