They had just woken up side by side and already Mojo was tying to persuade her to completely join forces.
“I know.” Blossom said bluntly. Her admittance made the simian stop mid-ramble. He heard her deny him so many times and now to actually hear what he wished for so long...
He pinched himself, not once, but twice. Blossom raised a brow at his actions while he coughed, turning back to the subject, ecstatic.
“We could have everything if we ruled the world.” He didn't go on; just the word “everything” was enough, even for Mojo Jojo.
“I would want to rule the world for our own selfish gain. Being a ruler-- especially over the whole world-- is a huge responsibility.”
The corners of Mojo's mouth curled. “Say what you will, but I know what you really want.”
Blossom threw him a miffed look then continued. “Don't think for a second that I've turned evil. The world is certainly not better off being taken over by your evil claws and it wouldn't even be better off in moral hands. A government must have good and evil to remain balanced.”
Mojo tapped his chin and nodded. Of course he already knew this; he was merely waiting for the girl to realize it. He opened his mouth, intending to bring up the possible fates of the redhead's sisters, but held his tongue. He didn't ...