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Episode 01: |My Supreme Smile! Today I Meet A Fairy!|
Minwa Academy.
A school in Yūkibarano built for the rich and talented.
And me.
"IIImmmaaarrriii-ccchhhaaannn!" whines Yū as she opens up her bento box for lunch time. "I can't believe you got kicked out of another club!"
"They didn't kick me out," air quotes Imari as she sits down next to her friend. "They just strongly recommended that I quit."
"Sweetheart," Yū sighs playing with her chopsticks, "That's just the polite way of kicking you out of the club."
"Oh."
Yū stuffs an entire rice ball into her mouth. "Whu did yo do to gat kucked ot wis tome?" Swallow. "I mean, isn't this, like, the third club you've been kicked out of this year?"
Imari looks down at her lunch sheepishly. "Fourth."
Yū nods. "Right, the Origami Club! I still have no idea how you managed to get tossed out of that one. How do you screw up folding paper?"
Imari shakes her head. "That little incident is better left unsaid."
"Fair enough," shrugs Yū. "But, you have to at least tell me what happened with the Girls' Tennis Team. Did you come in with drugs, or something? 'Cause that reason would seem legitimate."
"I might…" Imari starts gingerly rolling around her tempura shrimp. "…have accidently let go of the racquet in mid-swing and I might have accidently broke the captain's nose."
"Yeesh!" Yū cringes. "Dear god, Imari, you are ridiculously clumsy."
"Do you think she will accept an apology?" asks Imari. "I mean, I'm not a violent person. I would never intentionally hurt anyone!"
"I known, Imari-chan," reassures Yū. "But, yeah…that would definitely get you on Aramaki-senpai's bad side. She isn't much of the forgiving-type—more of the get-the-hell-away-from-me-nose-breaker type."
Imari hits her head on the table. "I think I clued into that," she says dimly.
"I didn't think tennis suited you anyways," comments Yū with an empathetic smile.
She's trying to make me feel better, Imari notices returning a smile. Come on, Imari, cheer up!
"Supreme smile power!" bursts Imari stretching her mouth up into clown-sized smile. "Whatever! You're right! Who needs sports?!"
"And there it is folks," smirks Yū. "The world-renowned Imari Smile Special!"
"That's no need for negativity at lunch time," beams Imari. "I just haven't found my knack at this school yet. But, don't worry Yū-chan! Imari Suzukawa doesn't give up easily!"
"That's right!" announces Yū thrusting her chopsticks into the sky dramatically. "Did you hear that Minwa Academy! The Club Flunk has just begun to fight!"
"The Club Flunk?! Is that what everyone is calling me?"
"Not important right now, Imari-chan!"
"Are you sure you don't want a ride, Imari-chan?" enquires Yū as the two friends head out into the school parking lot. "You will be happy to know that my dad can now officially stomach driving into the middle-class neighbourhoods!"
"Very tempting," laughs Imari. "But, I'm fine just walking home. Really, it's not that far away. I don't want your generosity to make me lazy and fat."
"Good point," Yū grins. "Oh! There's my dad."
Surprisingly, the only limousine in the parking lot at the moment.
Imari reaches over and gives her friend a hug. "See you tomorrow, Yū-chan."
"Yupperdoodles."
And with that, Yū races off, her shoulder-length honey blonde hair bouncing along with her as she waves goodbye the whole way. She jumps into the limo and her sweet hazel eyes disappear behind the black car door and tinted windows.
Yū's father is the boss of a limousine service. Believe or not; she is considered "poor" at school. All the other students' parents hire her father's limos to pick their kids up.
Well…except for me.
If Yū was labelled poor than I was a hobo. But, being branded low-class students was one of the reason we became friends. She likes being deemed as rich by me while I like that fact that she doesn't belittle me, or look down at me like everyone else just because my parents don't make a butt-load of money. They run an undersized café. To the students, we are called "servants".
Imari slung her book bag over her shoulder and heads toward the school field. This was Imari's favourite part of walking home. It was the biggest school field in Yūkibarano. Half was soft, bright green grass and the other half was the track-and-field.
Imari positions herself at the end of the field and starts to dramatically stretch. "Monday, April something-or-other, Imari Suzukawa prepares herself for the race of her life! The greatest runner in Japan will do the impossible! Dash across a school field. WHAT?! Suzukawa-sama, you're crazy! Yes, yes I am."
Lung. Lung. Kick your own butt. Kick your own butt again.
Imari takes a deep breath and bends down into the running position. "I'm ready."
"Three…two…one…BANG!"
Imari rushed forward and…
…Falls flat on her face.
"Darn it," pouts Imari with a mouth-full of grass. "I guess this means I'm not going to try out for the Rely Team next."
She rolls over onto her back and lets her chin-length chestnut brown hair fall against the grass. All except for her left bangs that are pinned back with a yellow-and-pink crisscross hairpin.
Imari manages a laugh. "At this point, I should form a Fail-At-Everything Club! At least I would be club president in it!"
She grins as she looks up at the sky and lifts her hand to shield her shimmering pink-coloured eyes from the spring sunlight.
Why am I so determined to join a club?
Well, for me, that's a simple question with an easy answer. To put myself out there. To make friends. But, mainly; to find a place in this school where I feel like I belong.
It's true that I haven't done great so far, but I still have the rest of the year to keep trying. Yay!
Just then, Imari spotted something in the sky—
—Wait! What?
Imari quickly jumps to her feet and tries to get a better look at it.
A bird? No, it doesn't appear to have any wings. A plane? No, much too small. Superman?! Nope. Too bad though.
That's when Imari noticed that the dark, almost ball-shaped was getting closer.
And was heading straight for her!
"EEEHHHHH?!" cries Imari. "Omigosh! Omigosh! What do I do? What do I do?!"
Imari starts running around in a panic with her arms flailing in the air like noodles. "Do I catch it?! No! I should run away! It could be a meteor! Should I hide? Argh! I don't know! I don't know! I don't—"
"—HEY~buku! Get out of the way, doofus!"
Imari snapped out her scatterbrained states and realizes that she could almost clearly make out what was falling from the sky.
She narrows her eyes. "It's a…It's a…stuffed animal?"
"Are you deaf or something, idiot! I said get out of the way~buku!"
Imari eyes widen. "A talking stuffed animal!"
"Are you stupid~buku! Move~buku!"
Imari gasps. "Oh! Wait!" She shifts around on the field with her arms stretched out towards the plush doll. "Hold on! I can catch you!—"
The stuffed animal collides with Imari. Hitting her directly in the forehead. She falls like a ragdoll backwards and lands right on her butt.
"Owie!" yelps Imari as she simultaneously rubs her temple and her behind. "Boy that's gonna leave a mark."
"Dear god~buku! You really are an airhead~buku!"
"Sorry," murmurs Imari. "I thought I was helping—"
Imari darts her eyes up and sees the stuffed animal stand up on its hind legs—wait a second.
"I didn't know stuffed animals could talk," remarks Imari.
"Stuffed animal~buku! You think I'm a stuffed animal~buku! How dare you~buku!"
Imari tips her head to the side. "Then…what are you?"
"Not what~buku! Who~buku."
The stuffed animal takes a step closer to Imari and she gets a good look at him.
He is a peach-pink colour with orange heart-shaped markings on the sides of his eyes which match his giant rose-pink coloured ears. He has circular dark red eyes and a dual-coloured star on mark on his forehead. Imari also noticed that he wore a crimson red cape and a golden crown perched perfectly on top of his head.
"I am a fairy~buku," proclaims the stuffed animal. "The Prince of Fanciful Kingdom—"
"You're so CCCUUUTTTEEE!" squeals Imari lunging at the fairy.
She starts stretching his face. "And you're so SSSOOOFFFTTT! Look at your little face!"
"Take your hands off me, you dimwit!" barks the fairy struggling to release himself from the girls hugs. "What the heck is wrong with you~buku?!"
The fairy kicks Imari in the chin and jumps free. "How dare you treat royalty like a toy~buku?"
"Royalty?!" gleams Imari with wide sparkling eyes. "You're a fairy prince! That's even more—"
"Don't you dare say cute again~buku!" growls the fairy pettily fixing his cape and crown.
The fairy stands up straight and clears his throat. "As I was saying before you bombarded me with your deadly cuddles—I am Prince Bukku De La Hope Wish Von Dream Star of Fanciful Kingdom."
"Nice to meet you Prince Bukku Dedede Lala…um…Fish-Dish Novo Dream…Starfish of…Final Fantasy—I'll just call you Bukku."
"You most certainly will not~buku!" grunts the fairy. "A simpleton, like you, will have to memorize and address me by full name~buku."
"Ah man!" moans Imari. "This sucks! I can barely remember math class formulas! There's no way I'm going to be able to memorize your gigantic name!"
"Well, lucky for you won't have to~buku," Bukku smirks. "My parents, the King and Queen of Fanciful Kingdom have sent me to earth on a very important mission that doesn't concern you—"
"WHERE IS THAT FAIRY RUNT?!"
The hairs on the back of Imari stood upright them the dark voice boomed through the air.
"KUROIZADO SAID HE SHOULD BE HERE! SO WHERE IS HE!?"
Imari felt a shiver run down her spine as she saw the fairies adorable face go pale.
"No~buku," mumbles Bukku. "They couldn't have found me already~buku!"
"Jeez would yeah chill out, Xoanon. I'm sure the brat is 'round here somewhere."
"I have to hide~buku!" gulps Bukku as he desperately takes off running across the school field. "I can't let them catch me~buku! Come on move you stubby legs~buku! Move~buku!"
Bukku doesn't go far and trips over his cape and falls to the ground.
"Ah, there you are…Your Majesty."
Bukku looks up in terror as three figures descend from the air.
The shortest and the youngest one danced around the fairy mischievously. He has white-coloured skin and short pale lavender-grey hair that fell slapdash over his piecing green cat-eyes. He wears an oversized dark purple jacket they feel off his right shoulder with a black spiked dog collar. Underneath was a long white t-shirt that came down to his toughs in flame-shaped that appeared to be signed black at the ends. He also wears dark grey loose knee-length shorts and skeleton-design sandals.
"Heh!" hisses the boy playfully with Bukku's cape. "Did yeah really think you could escape us, you little monster?!"
"GET OUT OF THE WAY, THAMES! I WANT TO RIP THIS PESKY RUNT INTO LITTLE PIECES!"
Xoanon was clearly the biggest and muscular of the bunch. He didn't look like he minded, or tried to hide this fact.
He has dark-toned skin, a short turquoise Mohawk, and intimidating gold eyes. He wears a midnight blue muscular shirt that was ripped at the sleeves and neck by silver chains that were wrapped around his arms that mead down into a belt for his black leather pants and bulky Gothic boots covers in spikes and buckles.
"Paws off, Xoanon," directs the final member who seems to unmistakably the leader of the trio. "You as well, Thames. We gave our word to Kuroizado that he would return the prince back in one piece."
"What the boss doesn't know won't hurt 'em," snares Thames. "Come on, Linda. Let Xoanon get one bite into the li'l squirt."
Linda clicks her dark red inch-long nails against her pale purple skin, eyeing Bukku with her narrow crimson eyes. She is a tall woman with an hour-glass figure dressed head-to-toe in red crystal jewelry; thick red necklace and bracelets. She wears a dark indigo dress with low cleavage and a slit down the left side to reveal her lengthy legs and the band of red eyes that trailed down the surface. All eyes were on the small fairy; the two on her face and the eight on her left leg. They all blink in sync.
Linda crouches down to rest her weight on her black high heels as she comes face-to-face with Bukku.
Suddenly, a warped smile spreads across her face and breaks out in a twisted grin; revealing her sharp yellow teeth and long snake-like tongue.
"I'm sure Kuroizado would forgive us for the temptation," Linda sizzles wickedly licking the fairy on the cheek.
"Get away from him, you bullies!"
Linda snaps her head and meets a book bag slapping her right in the face. She falls over in surprise and Bukku feels a pair of hands scoop him up and take off running.
The fairy looks up in shock to see Imari beaming back at him as she clutches him in her arms. "Are you okay, Your Highness?"
"You~buku?" breathes Bukku astonished.
Imari smiles, "Nope, that's my friend Yū's name."
"What~buku?"
The girl laughs. "Sorry, bad joke. But, you can call me Imari Suzukawa, or just Imari if you want."
"AFTER THEM!" roars Xoanon.
The muscle man slams his fists at the ground, causing the earth to split and charge towards Imari and Bukku.
Imari yelps as she manages to jump out of the way and quickens her speed into a full-on sprint.
"W-who the heck are these guys?" Imari gasps.
"The Dark Charm Knights," tells Bukku. "Three of Kuroizado's minions~buku."
"WHO IS KUROIZADO?!—"
"—Watch out~buku!"
Thames leaps at Imari.
"I'm gonna break your nose just like I did with Aramaki-senpai!" announces Imari as her body, on its own, spins around and delivers a swift punch to Thames' face.
This sends the cat-eyed boy toppling back, crashing to Xoanon who were charging after them.
"OWIE!" cries Imari melodramatically shaking her hand and trying to fight back the tears. "That HURT! I'm a monster! I can't believe I just purposely punched someone in the face!"
"Nice move, kid."
Imari looks beside her in horror to see Linda. "But try this on for size."
Though no time to react, Linda swings her leg to Imari and strikes her in the stomach, causing her to plunge to the ground.
Imari hugs Bukku tightly against her chest to shield him from the fall as they hit the grass and roll painfully into the field floor.
"Suzukawa-san!" gasps Bukku.
Imari struggles to her knees.
Bukku is taken aback when she gives him a smile. "Your Highness, are you okay?"
"Me~buku! What about you~buku!?—"
"—Hey," Thames snickers. "Yeah think we can we kill the girl after we take the spoiled brat?"
The trio approach Imari and the helpless fairy.
"You are a brave girl, I'll give you that," smirks Linda as she draws near Imari with Xoanon and Thames falling in beside her. "Foolish, but brave. However, we are soldiers. Created to fight—and you are just a pathetic little human girl."
Bukku looks down at his paws.
"You're right."
Bukku shoots his head in disbelief as he sees Imari get to her feet.
Even the Dark Charms are looking astonished.
"I am a just a foolish girl," staggers Imari. "But, once I set my mind to something, I never give up…"
"…Even if a fail more than a few times. I won't quit until I reach my goal. So..."
"…I won't let you hurt Bukku!"
All of a sudden, a beam of pink light bursts out of Imari's chest.
Everyone looks in wonder as the energy consumes her in an aura of bright radiance.
"It's her~buku," gasps Bukku. "She's the one~buku. Suzukawa-san is a Pretty Cure."
Next Time on Fairytale PreCure!
Imari: Um…what just happened?
Bukku: Simple. You have be chosen to become a legendary warrior~buku
Imari: What?
Bukku: You are a Pretty Cure!
Imari: Eh?
Bukku: Next episode, you will transform and battle an Endingu.
Imari: What is an ENDINGU?!
Bukku: Don't worry, Suzukawa-san. All will be revealed…in the next episode~buku.
Imari: No!
Bukku: The Pretty Cure of Dreams! Cure Fable is Born!