"Mom! I'm home!" Natasha called, flipping on the lights as she entered the house. Marie followed behind her.
"Mom?" Another call, no response. Natasha looked over to the table, where the expected note was sitting, alongside some cash.
Nat,
Working the late shift tonight at the diner again. Here's some money for takeout. XOXO, Mom
"Can you chill for a bit? This'll just take a second," Natasha said, sliding her phone out of her pocket.
Marie gave a thumbs-up, and plopped herself down on the couch. While she waited, she took a look around the very many picture frames decorating the shelves, the majority of them being pictures of Natasha and her mother together. The two of them on the beach, standing in the waves with their arms draped across each other's shoulders. A trio of pictures of Natasha with her mother on her first days of school- One from Natasha's first day of elementary school, a second one from her first day of middle school, and a third one from her first day of high school. And many, many more. Natasha and her mother were very close, and they sure did love to show it. It never failed to bring a smile to Marie's face.
With a 'thanks' and a 'bye', Natasha finished up the call and hung up. "I tell ya, me and that delivery boy are on first name basis at this point," Natasha said, sitting herself down next to Marie on the couch. "Alright, so, now that I've gotten that out of the way, you and those fairy penguin things are gonna explain this whole 'Pretty Cure' thing to me, right?"
"Right," Marie reached for her bag. "Come on out, you two!" She opened it up, allowing the penguins out. "So, this is Onda, and this is Costa," She said, pointing between them. "Fairies from someplace called the Kingdom of Waves."
"Uh, hi!" Natasha greeted them. "My name's Natasha Burke!"
"Hello, hello!" Onda said.
"Nice to meet you," Costa said, extending a flipper, which Natasha shook.
"Well, I'm really new to this Pretty Cure thing myself, I mean, I only became one just yesterday, but, I'll do my best to explain," Marie said. "Onda, Costa, feel free to correct me on any mistakes I make or fill in any details I miss."
"I'm all ears," Natasha said.
"So, you and me are Pretty Cures, legendary warriors with the powers to protect the world. Right now, our main goal is finding these things called the Gems of Tide. I already found one, which I how I ran into these two yesterday, and there are five in all, so we have four more to find."
Natasha smirked. "So, we just have to find some rocks? That's it?"
"Well, not quite," Marie said. "We're not the only ones looking for them. There's also Abyss. That guy we fought, Karkinos? He's a general of Abyss. We need to find all the Gems of Tide before they can, and we have to fight and protect people from their Hadalis monsters."
"Wow, so we're like superheroes!" Natasha said, her eyes wide and a huge grin plastered across her face.
"Did I forget anything?" Marie asked Onda and Costa.
"You forgot to mention the fact that if Abyss finds the Gems of Tide before we do, they'll flood the universe!" Onda said.
Natasha's grin disappeared, and her eyes grew even wider. "Uh. Okay, hold up," She said. "Is... Is it too late to back out? I mean, holding the fate of the universe in my hands, I'm... Not so sure about that."
Costa glared at her sister. "Onda!"
Marie frowned. "It's an important thing to tell her, I guess, but you could've been more gentle in your delivery," She said.
"So... Is that a no on the backing out, then?" Natasha said.
OP: "Swim! Splash! Precure!"
EPISODE 3:
"Cure Pearl comes out of her shell!"
Saturday. No school today or tomorrow. A day just for rest and relaxation. And after the previous two days, Marie definitely needed it. However, halfway through her bowl of cereal, as she was sitting cross-legged on the couch watching cartoons, her phone started going off, with a stream of texts from Natasha. Marie tried to ignore it for a while, but the texts wouldn't stop coming, and reluctantly, she replied.
NATASHA
yo marie you up yet
?
marie
marmar
maaariiieee
mason
you take forever to text back why
answer meeeeeee
MARIE
You know most people just text once and wait for a reply
NATASHA
well im not most ppl :P
and neither are you precure pal
MARIE
Precure pal? really?
NATASHA
its just a temp name ok until we come up w/ a better one
anyway im comin over
Marie tried to text back 'not now', until she heard a knock on the back door. She sighed. The disadvantage to living right next to your best friend. She put down her bowl of cereal, went over and opened the door. As expected, Natasha was standing there.
"Hello!" Natasha said.
"You could've at least put on some proper pants before running over here," Marie replied, stepping aside to allow Natasha in.
Natasha crossed her arms. "I'll have you know I slept with no pants on last night. These pajama bottoms are an upgrade. Besides, you're wearing a pair, too."
Marie laughed and rolled her eyes. "Because I live here!"
"Yeah, yeah, whatever, always making the excuses," Natasha shook her head. "Anyway, on to the reason I came over here! Where are the penguins?"
"They're upstairs, in my bed, asleep, just like everyone else in this house besides me," Marie said, "So, try and keep your voice down, maybe?"
"Sorry," Natasha said. "So, can you go get the penguins, then?"
"Yeah, hold on," Marie said. She headed upstairs and into her room, smiling when she saw Onda and Costa curled up around each other as they slept. Too cute. It was a shame she had to wake them up. "Alright, time to get up, you two," Marie said in a gentle voice as she scooped them up in her arms.
Costa slowly blinked awake. "Morning already?"
"Natasha's here," Marie said. "Important business, apparently, or else she wouldn't have come so early, and she wanted me to get you two."
Costa poked her sister. "Onda, wake up."
Onda made an irritated noise. "It's too early."
Marie gave her a few pokes as well. "I agree with you there," She said. "Natasha's pretty loud, and aggressive, and pushy. But she means well."
Marie headed back downstairs. "I've got them," She said as she sat herself down on the couch next to Natasha. "Now, what's so important that you had to come over here this early?"
"Okay, so, you know how you told me yesterday that there are supposed to be two other Cures besides us?" Natasha began. "Here's my idea: Today, we head out and look for our next teammate!"
"Shore City's a big place, Nat," Marie pointed out.
"I know that," Natasha replied. "But can't the penguins, like, sense who's meant to become a Pretty Cure or not? Is that a thing they can do?"
"I don't think it works like that," Marie said.
"You're right, Marie. It isn't predestined who becomes a Pretty Cure and who doesn't," Costa said. "Anyone can become a Pretty Cure, as long as they have the strength and desire to protect the world."
"Oh," Natasha said.
Onda likely would have said something as well, but she had fallen back asleep. Costa poked her repeatedly with her flipper. "Onda, come on! Stay awake and pay attention!"
"Well, we can at least try and find people who have to potential to become a Pretty Cure," Natasha said.
"But like I just said, we live in a big city," Marie said. "Can't we just rest and relax today? It's Saturday, and after the past two days, I was really looking forward to getting to just sit back and relax."
"Don't be that way, Marie," Natasha said. "We're like superheroes now! We can never rest, never relax. Protecting the people of Earth is a full-time job!"
"Fine, fine, we can do at least a little searching today," Marie said. "Let me relax at least until 10, though, alright? It's too early right now, most people are still asleep. Plus, we both still need to take showers and get dressed."
Natasha nodded. "Alright, that's fair."
A few hours later, Marie and Natasha were now clean, dressed and ready for the day. Onda and Costa stayed inside Marie's bag as the two girls headed out in search of their next teammate.
"Alright, I've got a good feeling about today!" Natasha said. "Marie, I know you said you were worried about this taking forever, so you'll be happy to know that I've already got a list of possible candidates in my head!"
"Really?" Marie said. "Since when have you ever been prepared for something?"
Natasha laughed at that. "Your words are harsh, but they're also true." She said. "But yes, I have a list, it's real, and in fact, there's one of my candidates right there!" Natasha pointed towards a girl walking ahead of them. "Carlita Benitez! A very close friend of mine from the swim team. She's cool, and tough, and almost as fast as me in the water."
"Well, if she's anything like you, she'd probably make a great Cure," Marie said with a smile.
Natasha nodded. "Yo, Carla!" She called.
Carlita turned around, and sighed when she saw who it was who was calling to her. "How many times have I told you? Only my close friends can call me Carla. To you, it's Carlita."
"Yeah, yeah, whatever you say, Carlita," Natasha winked. "This is my best friend, Marie!"
"Hello, there," Carlita said.
Marie waved slightly. "Uh, h-hi."
"Anyway!" Natasha said. "Carla, would you consider yourself to be someone who has the strength and desire to protect the world?"
"It's Carlita, but, um, sure, I guess?" Carlita said.
"And superheroes! What do you think about superheroes? Don't you think superheroes are really awesome?" Natasha said. "Wouldn't it be super cool if you were a superhero?"
"Uh, yeah, I guess it would."
"Yeah!" Natasha exclaimed.
"Uh, Nat..." Marie began.
"Look, what is up with all these weird questions?" Carlita asked Natasha.
Natasha grinned. "Oh, no reason."
Carlita frowned. "Yeah, okay, I'm gonna go now, if that's alright with you."
"Yep, that's fine," Natasha gave her a thumbs-up. "See you later!"
As Carlita turned and walked away, Natasha turned and smiled to Marie. "I think she's definitely a strong candidate!"
"Nat, I don't think Carlita actually considers you to be her friend," Marie said.
"What? No," Natasha said. "She was just playing around! You know when you see a close friend in public and they act like they don't know you to make you look like an idiot? It's, like, the oldest trick in the book! You've even done it to me before."
Marie rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Whatever you say, Nat."
The rest of the day was pretty much the same as it was with Carlita. Natasha going up to random people she happened to know, asking them strange questions, and inevitably confusing them and making them want to run off.
"Well, who's next?" Marie said, as they walked away from the latest candidate.
"Okay, you're not gonna believe this," Natasha said, "Buuuuut that was actually the last person I had in mind."
Marie sighed. "We've been out here all day, and we're not any closer to finding our next teammate."
"At least I've been trying!" Natasha said. "You haven't come up with any ideas on how to find our next teammate!"
"Well, I do have an idea, if you'd just let me talk about," Marie said.
"And what would that be?" Natasha said. "What, we just go up to some random person neither of us know and see if they have the potential to become a Pretty Cure?"
"Well, actually," Marie looked across the street, toward a somewhat familiar face, sitting on a bench and reading a book. It was Talia Fontaine, the girl Marie had bumped into two days earlier.
"What, her?" Natasha said. "What makes you think she could be a Pretty Cure?"
"I don't know," Marie said, "I just have a good feeling about her. I can't explain it. I just saw her and I thought about how she and I bumped into each other, two days ago, the same day I became Cure Coral. I mean, I know our roles as Pretty Cure weren't predestined, so it was probably just chance that we bumped into each other, but I'm just thinking maybe she could have the potential we're looking for."
"Oh, come on. There's no way she has any potential to become a Pretty Cure," Natasha said. "Don't you remember what I told you about her? She's spoiled and snobbish and bratty!"
"But you don't know her personally, do you?" Marie asked Natasha.
"Well, no, but-"
"Exactly! You don't know a thing about her, you're just assuming!" Marie said. "What if she's actually really nice? What if she's-"
"Ahem."
Marie and Natasha both jumped, startled by the sudden voice. They looked up to see the voice had come from Talia herself. She had crossed the road at some point, Marie and Natasha too busy with their conversation with their conversation to notice her. And Talia looked very, very angry.
"Don't think I haven't noticed the two of you staring at me," Talia said, her voice full of anger. "It's weird, and it's creepy, and I want you to stop!"
Marie was shocked. "I-I-I-I'm s-s-sorry, uh, w-we were j-j-just, we d-didn't..." She felt her eyes welling up with tears, and she tried to blink them away. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Natasha mouthing 'I told you so'.
However, what shocked Marie even more was when she watched at Talia's angry expression transformed before her eyes into a concerned expression.
"Oh, oh no, I'm so sorry, that came out much meaner than it was supposed to," Talia said. "Okay, look, you, uh, probably hate me now, and I wouldn't blame you, okay, let me just start over. Hello, I'm Talia. What's your name?"
Talia held out a hand, which Marie shook. "Uh, I'm Marie."
Talia nodded, and she turned to Natasha. "And what's your name?"
"My name's Natasha," She said.
"Okay, Marie and Natasha," Talia said, pointing to the two of them as she repeated their names. "I'll remember that."
"Oh, uh, Talia?" Marie said. "I don't hate you. I was pretty shaken by your words at first, but, then I saw how concerned you were about my feelings afterwards, and, well, you seem just fine to me."
"I... Thank you," Talia said with a smile. "It really means a lot for you to say that, actually." Talia looked down at her shoes. "I, uh, feel kind of awkward asking this, but, you two just seem so nice, and... I'll get to the point. Would you two like to come over to my house and hang out for a little while, maybe?"
Marie smiled. "I'd like that."
"I'm down," Natasha said.
Talia grinned. "That's... That's great! Let's go, follow me."
She turned and began to walk off, and Marie and Natasha followed.
"Still think she doesn't have the potential?" Marie whispered to Natasha.
"Shut up, we just know she's nice. That doesn't prove anything about her potential to become a Pretty Cure," Natasha whispered back.
Eyecatch 1: Marie, Natasha, Talia and Ruth are all in beachwear, chasing Onda and Costa along the beach. Marie, however, trips on a rock and falls right on her face. The others laugh and help her up as the Precure Ocean Splash logo appears in the corner.
Eyecatch 2: Standing in a line, the girls all hold oyster shells in their hands. One by one, they open them up. Marie opens hers up, nothing, Natasha, nothing, Ruth, nothing, but when Talia opens hers up, inside is a sparkling pearl. The others look at her while she proudly smiles, and the Precure Ocean Splash logo appears.
It was a long walk out to edge of town where the large mansion belonging to the Fontaine family was, but it was worth it. The mansion was a sight to see. Not only was the building itself beautiful, but it was surrounded by large, stunning gardens. Between rows of blooming spring flowers, gardeners could be seen working. Talia led Marie and Natasha to the front door and led them inside.
"Make yourself at home, but make sure you wipe your feet on the mat," Talia said. "One of the maids, Katherine, she hates it when I track dirt inside. No doubt she's already cleaned the floors today."
The two of them did so. Even just the foyer was beautiful, with marble floors, big, fancy windows, fine pieces of art along the walls, a huge, intricate crystal chandelier hanging above, and the centerpiece of the whole room, a huge, marble staircase.
"This place is amazing!" Natasha said.
"I know, I live here," Talia replied. "Come on, this way." She led them upstairs to her bedroom. Her bedroom was beautiful, too. There was a glass door to a balcony overlooking the gardens. She had a queen-sized bed, covered in a pretty bedspread and many fluffy pillows. There was a makeup table with big fancy mirrors, its surface covered in various expensive-looking cosmetics. A big TV was mounted on the wall, and she even had a walk-in closet and her own bathroom.
"This place is really nice," Marie said.
Talia smiled. "Thank you."
"You know, Talia," Natasha said, "I have to admit that before I actually met you, I thought you were some kind of stuck-up, snobby, spoiled brat. But you're actually a pretty cool gal!"
"A lot of people think that about me, actually, so, don't worry too much about it," Talia said. "I'm used to it, and... I can understand why. I'll be the first to admit that I am pretty self-absorbed and arrogant at times, and I'm definitely spoiled. I've been given everything I've ever asked for for my whole life. But you know what else? I'm also really sheltered. I have very poor social skills. A lot of the time, I say things the wrong way or act the wrong way and I end up hurting people, like I hurt you earlier, Marie. So, I'm already spoiled and snobbish, and then people think I'm rude too."
"But you're not," Marie said. "You really are kind."
"Thank you," Talia said. "I just wish other people knew that. I don't like to admit it, but I really am lonely. I wish I could make friends."
"We're you're friends," Marie said.
"Yeah!" Natasha said. "From now on, I'll beat up anyone who thinks you're rude without even getting to know you first!"
"You don't need to go that far," Talia said.
"It's not about need," Natasha said, "It's about want."
"Just let her, it's hard to get her to back down from something like that," Marie said. "Trust me, I've known her my whole life."
"Marie, I was wondering why you seemed so familiar," Talia said. "I just placed it. We bumped into each other on Thursday, didn't we?"
"Yeah, we did," Marie said.
"That's right!" Talia exclaimed. "You started to apologize, and I tried to think of something to say, but I couldn't think of anything, so I just clammed up and walked away. Sorry about that."
"Don't worry about it," Marie said. "It's in the past."
"Yeah," Talia said.
"Honestly, even if your social skills are poor, you still have good qualities," Marie said. "Besides the fact that you're so nice, you're also confident and assertive. You didn't like me and Natasha staring at you, and you came right up and told us that.
"Yeah, I guess you're right," Talia said. "Oh, um, do either of you mind if I run to the bathroom?"
"Not at all," Marie said.
Natasha chimed in. "When you gotta go, you gotta go!"
"Alright, I'll just be a second," Talia said. She headed inside her bathroom, shutting the door and locking it.
It was a beautiful garden, Siren thought to herself.
She hadn't been on Earth for very long. But she already felt disgusted with the way the people of Earth did things.
"I don't get it," She said, looking at all the gardeners lining the rows. "Why are the people on this planet so selfish? When they don't want to do work themselves, they make other people do it for them. You can boast all you want about your lovely garden, but if you didn't do any work on the garden, didn't do a thing and just made other people work on it, it's not really yours, is it? Abyss is a much better place than Earth. In Abyss, everyone pitches in, if they're able. Even high-ranking generals like me, and even Lady Ceto sometimes. We all help hand out food or water or help build homes and things like that. The exact opposite of this selfish, selfish place they call Earth."
Siren held out her hand, and a Hadal Vial appeared in it. "Right, like Karkinos taught me..." She uncorked the vial and waved her hand over it, as a few drops of the dark liquid came out and floated around her hand. She looked around, trying to find something suitable to use as a base. Finding a pair of abandoned garden shears, she said, "That'll do nicely."
"Rise from the depths... Hadalis!" Siren pointed her fingers toward the garden shears, and the drops flew toward it, transforming them into a monstrous Hadalis when they made contact. The gardeners all around suddenly collapsed as the Hadalis began to sap their life energy.
"Marie, Marie!" Came a tiny voice from inside Marie's bag.
Marie opened it up. "Onda? Costa? What's going on?"
"There's a Hadalis nearby!" Onda said.
"Oh, come on, not now!" Natasha said. "We're kind of in the middle of something."
"Wasn't it you who said this morning that protecting the people of Earth is a full-time job?" Costa pointed out.
"Fine, fine, you're right," Natasha said. "Where's that Hadalis?"
Marie and Natasha glanced outside to the balcony, where they saw the Hadalis passing by.
"Does that answer your question?" Marie said.
The two of them headed out onto the balcony, preparing their Soak Lockets.
"Alright, just like you did yesterday," Marie said.
"Right!" Natasha said.
"Pretty Cure, Tidal Power!"
"The defender of the sea with an ocean of bravery... Making a splash, Cure Coral!"
"The defender of the sea with an ocean of strength... Making waves, Cure Storm!"
"Pretty Cure!" Siren said. "Karkinos told me all about you. I've been waiting for you to show up."
"You must be another general of Abyss, like him," Coral said.
"Who else would I be?" Siren said.
"You don't exactly look like one," Storm said. "You don't look to be much older than us, honestly!"
Siren scowled and crossed her arms, her face turning red with anger. "Shut up! Who cares if I'm young? I'm still going to destroy you! Hadalis, attack them!"
The garden shear Hadalis, with its pincer-like hands made of smaller pairs of garden shears, tried to snip at Coral and Storm, who both nimbly jumped out of the way, just in time. Coral fiercely kicked the Hadalis in its side, sending it skidding toward Storm, who punched it with all her might, sending it skidding back toward Coral. They went back and forth like this for a little while, the Hadalis helpless to escape. Siren's face grew redder and redder as she watched it happen.
"Stop it!" Siren yelled. "You're not even giving my Hadalis a chance to attack! That's not fair!"
"This is a fight," Storm said, kicking the Hadalis back toward Coral. "Who ever said it was supposed to be fair?"
This only served to make Siren even angrier.
Finally, Coral and Storm decided to let up on the back-and-forth. As the Hadalis sat there helpless, momentarily stunned, the two Cures joined hands, leaped up, and both brought their feet down hard on top of the Hadalis, stomping on it together. Landing on the ground, the two of them froze when they heard the glass door to the balcony open behind them.
"What... What is going on out here?" They heard Talia's voice call. "Marie? Natasha? Is that you?"
Coral was shocked. "Oh no! How'd you know it was us?" She said.
"Coral, wait..." Storm said.
"Please don't tell anyone, Talia! You have to keep it a secret!" Coral said.
"Well, I actually wasn't sure at first if it was you two or not, but..." Talia said.
"See? Now look what you've done!" Storm said. "You've exposed us!"
"Look, Talia, just stay out of this, okay?" Coral said. "Just go back insi-"
She was suddenly interrupted by the Hadalis' claw sweeping by and knocking the two of them off of their feet. It had recovered while they had been talking to Talia.
"No!" Talia cried. "That's not fair, I was distracting them!"
Siren just grinned. "This is a fight. Who ever said it was supposed to be fair? Also, this gives me an idea."
"Don't you dare," Coral said as she got up.
"Oh, I dare," Siren said. "Get the girl, Hadalis! The girl on the balcony! Crush her!"
Talia was frozen in place by fear as the Hadalis' claw began to come down on top of her. Coral and Storm sprung into action, jumping and catching it just before it could crush Talia. They landed beside her on the balcony as they struggled the hold the claw up.
"Talia, run," Coral said, beads of sweat running down her face.
"What?" Talia said. "Why?"
"Well, we can't exactly hold this up forever," Storm said. "You don't want to be crushed into a bloody, messy pulp, do you? Having to clean up your remains, now that'll make that maid of yours angry, I bet."
"No," Talia said. "I'm not going to run. You two are the first people who have ever been friendly and nice to me in who knows how long. I can't leave you behind. I won't leave you behind!"
Just as Coral and Storm's strength finally failed, a bright light suddenly shined, sending the Hadalis back a few yards.
"What?" Siren said. "What's going on?"
Surrounded by light, Talia looked around, confused. "Huh?" She realized in her hands, there was now a locket, just like Coral's and Storm's, but while theirs were pink and blue respectively, the one in Talia's hands was white. "What's this?"
"It's her!" Onda said. "She's the third Pretty Cure!"
"That's called a Soak Locket," Costa said.
"Yeah!" Onda said. "Put it on and say the words, 'Pretty Cure, Tidal Power'!"
Talia put the locket on. "Whatever you say."
"Pretty Cure, Tidal Power!"
Waves of light came out of the Soak Locket and surrounded Talia. She was underwater, surrounded by white and lilac bubbles. Colonies of bubbles began to form around her, starting with her dress. When the bubbles popped, she was now wearing a white shirt that was short and exposed her midriff, with a lilac sailor collar with short ties in the front. A few more bubbles appeared, and a light purple starfish brooch appeared on her chest.
The bubbles moved down to her tights. When they popped, they revealed a white wrap skirt with a scale pattern, made of shiny fabric, almost as if the skirt were actually covered in scales. The hems of the skirt were lined with sheer purple fabric, while underneath the skirt, she wore light purple bike shorts.
The bubbles finally moved to her shoes, and when they popped, she now wore sandals, with purple soles and white straps. She raised her hands above her head, and on her wrists, fine pearl bracelets appeared. These weren't the only pearls she got, however. Higher up on her arms, pearl armbands also appeared, and on her ankles, pearl anklets also appeared. She brought her hands down on top of her head, and her blonde hair turned pale lilac and grew slightly longer, and it was pulled up into two big pigtails on either side of her head, held up with purple seashell hairclips.
The transformation was complete. The new Precure smiled. "The defender of the sea with an ocean of confidence..." She posed, with one foot on the ground and the other bent at the knee with her foot up in the air behind her, and her arms up above her, forming a Y shape. "Diving in, Cure Pearl!"
The light faded. Talia, now Cure Pearl, looked down at herself, her eyes wide. "Wow..."
Siren's face became the reddest yet. "Another Pretty Cure!?"
"Cure Pearl!" Coral and Storm said in unison.
"Follow our lead, okay?" Coral said. Pearl nodded.
Coral jumped into the air, and brought both her fists down on top of the Hadalis. Storm jumped in, too, giving the Hadalis a downward kick. Following their example, Pearl also leaped into the air, at first a bit startled at just how high she could jump, and kicked the Hadalis straight in its face. She began to punch it over and over. While that distracted it, Coral and Storm took hold of the Hadalis' arms, holding onto them tight and pinning it in place.
"We've got it, now's your chance, Pearl!" Storm called. "Finish it off!"
Pearl stepped back. "I can do this!"
"Pretty Cure..." Pearl raised her hand up into the sky, a bright light shining down from above. A small ball of light formed and began to grow in her hand. The light grew brighter and brighter, like a tiny star in her hand. "...Pearl Flash!" She thrusted the hand holding the ball of light forward, and a blast of light surged out of it toward the Hadalis. The Hadalis was cleansed and turned back into an ordinary pair of garden shears. A sudden light shone, and when it faded, all the damage that had occurred during the battle was fixed, as if nothing had happened. The gardeners all came to and got up, unaware of what had just happened.
Siren's face was a shade of red originally thought not to exist naturally. She didn't say anything. She just formed a dark bubble around herself, and when it popped, she was gone.
Coral, Storm and Pearl also formed bubbles around themselves, and when they popped, they were normal Marie, Natasha and Talia again.
"Man, Talia, you were awesome!" Natasha said.
"I really was!" Talia said.
Marie smiled at her friends. "We make a great team."
ED: Ride~The~Waves
ON THE NEXT EPISODE:
Marie: Three members of the team! We only have one more to find.
Natasha: With my method, we'll find our final teammate in no time!
Talia: Uh, I'm not so sure about that...
Marie: Why don't we try someone we already know?
Natasha: Someone we already know? Like who?
Marie: What about Ruth? She's so smart, organized, trustworthy...
Natasha: Hmm... You might be onto something there!
Talia: I haven't even met her yet, but she sounds like a good choice!
Marie: Next time on Pretty Cure Ocean Splash: Together as One! Cure Kelp sprouts! Let the waves rush over you!
