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As Lala walked through Splitsboro, still shaken up by the incident with Trevor, she came across the Sidekick Academy, finally.

"Great! I get to finally ask the locals, lun!~"

However, she almost got run down by two girls, around her age.

One was ginger, and the other was East Asian.

"E-Eh?! Excuse me, what are you two doing?!" Lala said, stepping out of the way of the two girls.

The East Asian girl, a certain Kitty Ko, stopped, and then looked at Lala.

"Cool, an alien! Vana, look!"

Vana looked at Lala.

And then rolled her eyes.

"She looks like an anime cosplayer. So I think she's not an alien."

Lala was shocked.

"E-EH?!"

Her antennae let out sparks of electricity in utter dismay, electrocuting Vana as she yelped in pain.

Vana paused.

"Oh, you're in deep trouble, cosplayer girl!" She shouted.

Vana started chasing after Lala, as Lala started running.

But somehow...

Since Lala had started exploring the universe before she would've landed on Earth in canon...

She unlocked her Pretty Cure form rather early.

A teal light shone from Lala, as Vana backed away from Lala.

And screamed in fear.

"So... we're in 2105, huh?" Peyton asked, raising his eyebrows. "This is some real Back to the Future stuff, man."

Socks, being from 1972, didn't know what Peyton meant, as the movie hadn't come out yet in his world.

Eric shrugged, rolling his eyes.

"Eh. I mean, I made everyone in the school redo their last grade, and I consider that the stupidest flippin' stuff I've ever done."

Socks nodded, sipping his tea that Maxum Brain had given him a few minutes before.

"How is that even possible?"

Eric crossed his arms, huffing.

"I don't know, but I did it, and it happened. We're supposed to graduate in 2 weeks."

Socks laughed.

"Well... I got me some trauma, too-"

Suddenly a bright teal light erupted from near the Sidekick Academy in Splitsboro.

Socks and Peyton knew EXACTLY what it was.

"Lala!" They simultaneously shouted at once.

Socks placed the teacup down gently, and then was ready to rush out.

"Hold up!" Peyton grabbed Socks by the back of his turtleneck sweater.

"We're bringing Eric with us!"

Socks tilted his head.

"Seriously?"

"Yes, dude!"

Eric raised his eyebrows, not saying much of anything...

But the three ran off towards the direction of the Sidekick Academy anyways.

The transformation only took a few seconds in real time, but it still scared the crap out of Vana.

"The Milky Way stretching across the heavens! Cure Milky!" Lala, now christened as the Pretty Cure of the Milky Way, Cure Milky, shouted.

Kitty was excited.

"Ooh, a magical girl!~" She chirped excitedly.

But Cure Milky wasn't having it.

"Oyo!~ How dare you bully me, and I'm assuming you have also bullied others in your short lives! You must be purified, lun!"

Kitty's expression dropped.

"Wh-what-"

Kitty got kicked in the face by Cure Milky's high heel before she could finish her sentence.

Socks, Peyton and Eric ran up to the area as fast as they could, and what they saw had surprised them.

Cure Milky was in Lala's place, and she had just beaten up Vana Glama and Kitty Ko...

For bullying her, because they assumed she was an anime cosplayer, and not an alien like she actually was.

"Lala!" Peyton shouted, rushing towards Cure Milky.

"Dudette, why are you wearing that ridiculous outfit?"

Eric put his hands on his hips.

"And why is Vana and Kitty lying broken on the ground?"

Cure Milky turned back into Lala, as she rubbed her temples.

"Sorry, they bullied me, lun... And I don't know what came over me... Oyo..."

Socks shrugged, smiling.

"So... you're a magical girl? That's flippin' cool, sis. Maybe you can find your own team of magical girls, and we can have a whole squadron."

Lala nodded, smiling.

Peyton paused, scratching his chin, then raised up a finger, like he got an idea bulb floating over his head.

"Dude... we can do something with this, just us four..."

Lala, Eric and Socks all looked at Peyton in confusion.

"Huh?!" They shouted simultaneously in shock.

"If something tries to take out the fictional universe... we can be their true protectors!"

Peyton pumped his fist, and raised it.

"We can call ourselves... the P Squad!"

Eric snorted.

"That just sounds like something you do in the toilet." He smiled.

Peyton shrugged.

"Eh, the name is a work in progress."

Lala looked at Eric, raising her eyebrows.

"So... I'm assuming you two know this guy?"

"I'm a local, yes."

Socks looked at him.

"I dunno, he'd be useful. And besides, the more, the merrier, right?"

Peyton, Eric and Lala nodded.

"Yes." Peyton and Eric said simultaneously, as Lala just oyo'd in response as she nodded.

Socks raised his fist.

"Then let's have it! The P Squad shall save the day!"

The four of them raised their fists and said simultaneously...

"Go P Squad!"

Eugene chuckled, holding advanced technology from thousands of years in the future.

Splitsboro had this technology, so Eugene had confiscated the Confiscated Weapons room of the Sidekick Academy while no one was looking...

And was surprised at how easy it was to steal this stuff.

"God tells us "Thou shalt not steal", but it's nerve-shattering how good-for-nothing and easy it is to just misappropriate, stock-in-trade, from underneath people's noses!"

He cackled to himself.

"Just an afterthought, until Constance sees me now, at the authorization of my authoritarian success, under the spiritual-minded words of God! Mwehehehe!"

His glasses glinted creepily in the sunlight.

"Nothing can pharyngealize me now!"

He let out an evil laugh, as it echoed loudly throughout Splitsboro, causing a dark chill down everyone's spines...

Next on "P Squad Adventures..."

"We call ourselves the P Squad." Peyton stated, approaching Eugene with authoritativeness, and a strong, leader-like voice.

"The Urine Squadron?!" Eugene shouted, howling with laughter.

"That's not what I mean-" Peyton started, trying to take himself still very seriously.

END CHAPTER 3