Maybe we could try talking to the other kids and...

Or we could just drink the formula and see what happens.

Cheers!

Ah!

I'm old!

We're all old!

Maybe the professor won't notice.

Of course I noticed.

And I'm very disappointed.

You're disappointed?

My teeth won't even stay in!

What?

Speak up!

I can't hear you!

Who are you people?

Professor, you gotta make us young again.

I'll work on an antidote while you're at school.

School?

You don't want to ruin your perfect attendance on the second day.

Well, now that we're old, at least we'll get some respect.

I take it back.

This is officially the worst.

Whatcha gettin'?

Booties for your grandkids?

No, it's a caboodle for your noodle, my child.

Sounds sweet.

Us next!

Give us your lunch money, old lady!

I don't have any money, but I have some hard candy.

We don't want hard candy, Grandma!

I understand.

This candy is probably too hard for you anyways.

What are you saying?

Big Joey here can't handle your little bit of candy?

Hey, this ain't totally terrible.

Grab some more.

Us too!

And that is how Christopher Columbus discovered America.

Boring.

Christopher Columbus didn't discover America.

It was the Vikings.

I said no.

I was on Leif Erikson's boat.

So that's how he defeated Dracula and the shark people and discovered Salt Lake City.

I think I may have figured out the antidote.

Or maybe not.

Thank you for the hat.

Thank you for the hard candy.

Great stories, Granny Buttercup.

All right.

Tomorrow I'll tell you about the battle with the Plutonians.

Darn these dentures!

Here, Grandma Buttercup.

I also got you some denture cream.

Same as my Nana.

Stronger than mega glue.

Thanks, Sport.

Who knew being super old would get us so much treat cred?

Still, what I wouldn't give to have one more stab at youth again.

Nothing, Mom.

Just walking the dog.

Or should I say, he is walking Mojo.

What's that?

Yeah, of course I'm getting you a birthday present.

Powerpuff Girls!

Mojo!

You are wrinkly old ladies.

Are you sure that's Mojo?

Looks like a cactus or something.

Yes, it is Mojo.

Oh, the hat.

The evil laugh.

The winning smile.

Hi, Mojo.

You're so old and wrinkly.

You will never again interfere with my genius master plans.

We might be old, but we still got Pep in our step.

Come on, girls.

Let's get him.

Mojo grows tired of this.

He would love to stay, but he has important crimes to commit.

And personal errands to run.

You stay here, buddy, and watch those grannies until I return.

With money and stuff.

You