"Are we ready~?" Yoshimi-sensei asked playfully in a sing-song tone.
"Hai, I am ready, sensei." Honoka nodded. Her violet eyes shined with determination- she shall not let her teacher down, as an assistant for the field trip's organizer. Speaking of which...
"Yes, it is impossible!" Nagisa replied in a rather cool way, although that was the exact opposite of what both Yoshimi-sensei and Honoka were expecting.
The said teacher stared at her. "What is?"
The lacrosse player choked on her own saliva and clutched onto her throat. "A-ack! Kha, aakkak, I mean, um, yes! I'm ready."
Honoka chuckled while Yoshimi-sensei sighed. "Misumi-san, you shouldn't daydream like that. You are the field trip organizer after all."
Nagisa sweat-dropped. "Ehehe, hai..." she replied. "...stupid unnatural things..." she whispered to herself, that quote directed towards Mepple hiding inside her bag.
"Pissard." the voice shook the entire realm. "I will not allow you to fail any further."
"H-hai, my Dark lo-"
"You have failed to gain the last two Prism Stones too many times now." it spoke again. "If you fail once more, you shall die."
Some voices laughed at the villain, and he grunted as sweat-drops poured down his head.
"Poor Pissy." one said specifically staring at him. "If it's too hard for you, just give up, seriously. Like, wouldn't that be for the best?"
Another scowled at Pissard. "I don't know who your enemies are, but," he seemed to smirk, "isn't your level just too low?"
"Kiriya." A third figure said firmly. "Don't go that far." He then turned to Pissard, sightly unnerving him. "You have been given one more chance. I suggest you put your life on the line now."
Pissard scowled and threw his cape. "I'll show you this time..." he muttered through his gritted teeth.
Honoka sighed as she drooped down against the wall. "This is tiring." she muttered, but then she got up again. "No, no. This isn't the time to slack off, I need to help everyone understand art!" she said, her eyes sparkling up again.
A student, who notably looked like Nagisa, walked up to her. "What's the matter, Yukishiro-san?" she asked.
"Ah, it's nothing, Kashiwada-san..." Honoka replied with a smile. "I was just... tired."
Mayu Kashiwada smiled back and handed her a drink. "Here, you can have this if you are tired."
Nodding in thanks, Honoka grabbed the drink and took a sip. She sighed in relief and stared towards Nagisa's direction, the girl who was fumbling with words to try and explain an artpiece to the other students. Naturally, the orange-haired girl failed miserably.
Mayu stared at Nagisa and then back at Honoka. "...is something wrong, Yukishiro-san?"
"Ah!" Honoka quietly gasped to herself. "I-it's nothing." Huh? Why am I staring at Nagisa so much these days? she asked herself. It probably couldn't be love, we're both girls... I mean, when I gave her that candy a week ago, I was just playing around. Nothing wrong, right? The bluenette shook her head. No. I can't be thinking about that right now. I've got work to do.
"..." Mayu chuckled to herself.
"H-huh?" Honoka almost gasped, albeit she is quite surprised to see Mayu of all people chuckle at her. "W-what is it, Kashiwada-san?"
Mayu sighed at her almost playfully. "Well, I really respect Nagisa-san... and I think I might possibly like her." she blushed a little bit, which somewhat made Honoka feel... jealous, inside. "However, when I look at how close you two are... maybe she fits well with you~" Mayu stared at Honoka.
Honoka glanced at Mayu, trying to understand what she meant before slowly turning red. "H-h-huh!? W-wha... what!?"
"What is it, Yukishiro-san?" Nagisa asked, walking over to her.
"N-n-nothing!"
She glanced at the bluenette before shrugging her shoulders, walking away.
Mayu chuckled. "In my opinion, I think you like her, Yukishiro-san." she said. The bluenette looked down, trying to hide her red face.
"I, I don't... I'm not..." she mumbled.
"It surprises me a bit that you're not together with her already..." Mayu pouted. "I mean, when I think about it... it looks kinda cute if I draw you two together~"
Honoka immediately got up and ran away, leaving steams of embarrassment behind. "I-I'm sorry!" she shrieked before disappearing.
Mayu stared at the trails of steam she left. "...ah."
"Yukishiro-saaaaan!" Nagisa walked over to Mayu, and upon noticing that Honoka was gone, she looked around. "Aahhh... Mayu, wasn't Yukishiro-san with you not long ago?"
The similar-to-Nagisa nodded somewhat nervously and moved her vision somewhere else, her eyes not wanting to meet Nagisa's. "Well, umm... she kinda ran away somewhere out of embarrassment?"
"Embarrassment?" Nagisa mused. She suddenly nodded, amused at seeing the perfect genius girl Honoka being embarrassed. "Hey, that actually sounds like something that I just can't miss... where'd she go?"
Not bothering to tell her what happened, Mayu pointed towards another room.
"Alright! Thanks... and please explain that sculpture to the others students." Nagisa waved.
"A-ah, wait... ah. She's gone." Mayu sighed.
"Yukishiro-san?" Nagisa whispered.
Honoka immediately raised her head in surprise. "M-M-Misumi-san!" she shrieked, turning red the moment she remembered what Mayu had said.
Nagisa stared. "...what's the matter? You don't look so well."
The bluenette turned redder than before and covered her face, steam erupting from her head. "N-nothing's wrong! Nothing's wrong at all!"
Heehhh, Mayu was right... she is embarrassed by something! Nagisa smirked to herself. "Well..." she paused. Suddenly, something occurred to her- maybe, maybe... maybe Honoka liked Mayu! Nagisa shook her head. Nah, no way. If she liked Mayu, it could be either her or me, since we look like each other now... "...are you into girls?"
Honoka stared at her, blushing further now.
Stupidstupidstupid! Why the hell did you ask her that!? Nagisa thought mentally. Now she's going to hate you... wait, why would I care!? We're just friends. Right? "A-ahhh, I mean... I was just wondering."
"O-ohh... umm..." She fumbled with her fingers as she tried to say something. "Well... Misumi-san! Uhh, I... the truth is, I-"
As if something was set on interrupting her, the art museum shook itself albeit not too violently. Nagisa rushed towards Honoka and grabbed her before she fell, causing the bluenette to stare into her eyes.
"...umm..." Nagisa stared back, many things racing through her mind.
"...u-uhh..." Honoka tries to think of something to say, but if she wasn't at the maximum amount of red, she had just reached that level just now.
"...hmm." Pissard mutters, staring at the two in a very confusing way as, for some reason, the area the two stood in turned dark and stars began glowing around them.
Nagisa and Honoka both gasped, glaring at him. "A-ah! Hey! Where the hell did you come from!?" Nagisa shrieked. Honestly, she almost had a heart attack.
Honoka, however, realized a different thing. "W-wait, you again!?"
Pissard laughed evilly. "I've come here to finish you two off once and for all, and I find something much more interesting..." he rubs his chin, momentarily causing the two to turn red. "Anyways, while you two were being lovey-dovey with each other... (Which confuses me, because if I researched correctly on humans, to reproduce more of the same kind one male and one female were needed. Humans these days are weird...) I have petrified your friends."
Both Precures gasped. "What!? How dare you..."
"What I want to know is..." Pissard interrupted. "...how were you able to break the petrification curse I placed on you!?" he pointed to Nagisa.
"Huh?"
The villain shrugged. "You were standing in front of a painting with a man and a star. You were scribbling something onto your notepad... and I petrified you. Then you're standing here, about to consumma-"
"Don't. Finish. That sentence." Honoka whispered to him.
"..."
Nagisa gasped. "Wait, that must be Mayu!"
"K-Kashiwada-san!?" Honoka asked, the lacross player nodding. "No..."
Pissard laughed again. "Well then! Hand me over the fairies and the Prism Stones, and I shall heal your friends and let you go."
"Oh, Misumi-san. You're still here, I see..." the bald-principal and vice-principal suddenly walked into the room. They noticed Pissard, of course. "...and who might you be?"
The vice-principal patted the principal. "It's alright, Principal. That is just a kabuki cosplayer who has-"
Pissard widened his eyes, emitting black waves that turned the two into stones.
"P-Principal!" Honoka shrieked.
"Oh no!" Nagisa gritted her teeth, and ran with a war cry towards Pissard.
The villain smirked. "I guess I have no choice but to..." he paused when Nagisa leapt back and Honoka prepared to fight. "...summon Zakenna!"
"...oh yeah, he could do that." Nagisa mumbled, jumping back.
"Heart of darkness, make them understand the horror of the Dark Power!" he shouted while raising his arms. Dark smog began hovering into the museum, engulfing the paintings and sculptures an armors and all those things you find in art museums. The villain smirked when the two Precures looked around, still in their human forms. "Come."
"H-huh?" Honoka muttered. The two heard clanking from behind- coming from a painting- and they turned around.
A soldier riding on a horse form the painting suddenly galloped out the painting. Both girls made way for him unintentionally, out of surprise.
Two more soldier armors suddenly walked towards the two and raised their swords, pausing there as if to show mercy.
A structure of a mammoth began moving and stopped right in front of the two girls.
"N-no way!" they shrieked at the same time, hugging each other unconsciously. They were cornered in all three ways to run, after all.
"Get them now!"
The two armors brought down their swords. Nagisa and Honoka braced themselves, but the swords clanged onto each armor, and they fell back instead. The mammoth then roared and rushed towards them.
"Look out!" the two seemed to call out to each other, but jump away in opposite directions.
As the horse-riding knight decided to charge at them now, it then crashed into the mammoth the moment it turned around.
"Misumi-san!" Honoka called.
"I got it!" the lacrosse player replies.
Sliding their cards into their respective fairies, they grabbed each other's hands and smiled, nodding in unison. "Dual Aurora Wave!"
Their clothes being transformed to their Cure forms, Cure Black smirked at Pissard. "Emissary of Light, Cure Black!"
Cure White landed besides her. "Emissary of Light, Cure White!"
"We are Precures!"
"Servants of the Dark Power..."
"Return to the darkness from which you came!"
Both Cures grinned. "There's no way you'll defeat us, umm..." Cure Black paused. "...you know, I've never really got to hear his name at all."
"Let's just call him Mr. Kabuki."
Pissard waved his hand. "Like hell you will! Zakenna!"
Part of the spirit exited whatever it had been possessing and entered a painting of the ocean. The part of the painting containing the serpent's tail did not go unnoticed.
"Uh-oh... a Leviathan!?" Cure Black prepared to fight back whatever was going to come out.
Cure White noticed, however, water dripping from the frame. "...no, it's-"
"Drown them!" Pissard interrupted.
Water blasted from the painting, engulfing the two by surprise. Disallowing them to even let out a scream of shock, the water seemed to form an evil smirk that laughed at the two as it swept both Precures away throughout the museum.
A figure examined secretly from behind a pillar that, for some reason, was not affected by the flood. It seemed to be casting away the water instead of being engulfed by it; neither the Precures, Pissard, nor the Zakenna seemed to notice the cloaked figure at all.
Its voice was not recognizable at all, due to only panting and scribbling down something in a hurry into its note.
"..." when it finished, it seemed to nod in approval and disappeared from existence.
"Well then," Pissard laughed, "it's time to start the final showdown." Landing a good measure of distance in front of the Precures, the villain opened his eyes wide and summoned mist. "Zakenna, enough. I'll handle the rest."
The Precures hurriedly got up from their current position- Cure Black somehow laying on top of Cure White, the two turning red- and getting into a fighting position. "Don't think about anything fishy, Kabuki!"
He gritted his teeth and brought up some kind of tornado. "I said, shut up!" He shouted with rage. Statues of petrified guests were brought over to the tornado and spun all around, with many possibilities of crashing into something.
"N-no! Stop!" Cure White shouted.
Pissard laughed and ran behind Cure Black. "Try to stop me if you can!" he taunted, proceeding to push Cure Black roughly. He then ran to Cure White and aimed his feet at her. The girl blocked it with her arms, but Pissard had been expecting that, and twisted his leg to make direct contact at her face with his shoes.
"A-ah!" the bluenette screamed.
Seeing his chance, he grabbed Cure White and turned to Cure Black, who was rushing towards him. "Take this, you brat!" he shouted, swinging Cure White by hair against Cure Black. The two were thrown against a wall and collapsed, panting. "Is that all you've got?" Pissard asked, amused. He shook his head, walking over to them and grabbing Cure Black from the neck. "It's a shame, really... I thought you two were much more of a match than this."
"Y-you...!"
He ignored her and thrusted Cure Black up. Charging up his fist, he punched against the Precure's stomach and smashed her against the wall. "Today will be the day I defeat you bratty Precures for eternity!"
Cure White grunted, grabbing Pissard's boot. "S-stop..." she muttered.
"Hnn? What's this?" he smirked. Letting Cure Black go, he threw the orange-haired Precure away and leaned down towards Cure White. "You're trying to get me to stop hurting your friend?"
"P-please..." Cure White nodded.
Pissard laughed at this. "How stupid." he simply told her, stomping his foot down hard on Cure White's right hand. He twisted his boot here and there, making sure to crush everything inside the girl's hand, causing her to let out screams of pain.
"Y-Yukishiro-san!" Cure Black called. "Stop it, you, you... monster!"
The villain shook his head, twisting his foot hard another time. He could hear some cracks from within Cure White's right hand, but even though the thought of even touching it made him want to stop, he didn't stop. He was about to win and earn back the respect he deserved from the others. "What are you going to do about it?" he asked.
Cure White let out tears as she cried. "J-just kill me and... take whatever you want!" she screamed. "L-let Misumi-san go, and the others..." the bluenette begged, suffering from her about-to-be-numb hand.
Cure Black widened her eyes. "Yukishiro-san..." she muttered, before feeling rage swell up inside her. "L-let her go!" she finally screamed, running towards Pissard
"Naive, Precure." Pissard laughed. He raised his foot from Cure White's hand and prepared to kick Cure Black away, but what surprised him was how she dodged it.
"Let... her... go!" the orange-haired fighter finally screamed, punching him off.
"G-gah...ck!" he shrieked. He was sent flying towards a pillar, crushing it to pieces.
Cure Black grabbed Cure White's right hand and inspected it. "I-it's broken... I'm sorry, Yukishiro-san." she said. "I'm really sorry for-"
"It wasn't... your fault..." was the reply she got.
"...can you bear the pain?" Cure Black asked, signalling to her about the upcoming move.
Although not willing to feel more, Cure White nodded nervously. "If it would... end this whole thing, y-yes..."
She grabbed Cure White's broken hand and grasped it tightly, causing the girl to let out a small cry of pain. Ignoring it, they charged up their power.
"Black Thunder!"
"W-White Thunder!"
The two raised their other free hands and summoned lightning to their palms.
"Our b-beautiful souls..." Cure White muttered.
"...shall crush your evil heart!" Cure Black finished.
Pissard frowned, the tornado of petrified sculptures swirling in front of him. "F-fools! If you fire now," he explained, "then you'll hit the sculptures inside the tornado as well!"
They ignored him and raised their hands towards him. "Precure Marble Screw!"
The villain gasped as the tornado broke apart, letting the sculptures land safely (somehow) on the ground. He flew up, trying to dodge the final attack.
"We won't let you escape!" both Precures shouted together, and with their hearts, they directed the attack towards him.
"N-no, it can't be-!" he paused.
The lightning reached and engulfed his body, and the villain let out a blood-curdling scream of death before vaporizing.
The ambulance drove away as Nagisa sighed, disappointed. "...it's my fault, it's my fault..." she mused.
Mepple shook from within her bag. "No it's not, mepo!" he exclaimed. "It's not your fault that he was a coward who used the others' lives to weaken you two!" he continued.
"...yeah, thanks..." Nagisa sighed again. "But still."
Honoka had been taken to the hospital after the teacher saw the terribly crushed hand. Pretty much everyone, especially the Principal, was worried about that. So they had her sent to the hospital right after she fainted on the way to the bus.
She sighed over and over. At least everything would return to normal, she hoped, once they get home.