Yeah! Another episode and it's not a April Fools joke! I would like to thank That random anime fan and enarmonios for their awesome reviews and everyone who is reading and enjoying my fanfiction. This episode is a bit long again, but I think you guys can handle it and I hope you continue to enjoy :D

*Please excuse any grammar and spelling errors

OP: Your StoryFairytale Pretty Cure! – written by SAYkokoro

ED: DREAM! DREAM! DREAM! ~Waking Up Your Future~

Episode 16: |Bukku's Brother?! The Firstborn Prince!|

Imari gazes up dumbfounded at an immense skyscraper. It practically kisses the fluffy, white clouds above. The building looks like a tower made for the gods with its fair, ivory-coloured walls and tall ocean-blue tinted windows; perfectly spotless.

As the girls walk into the building, Imari couldn't help but feel like she was stepping into a slice of paradise. The girls stroll underneath a shimmering crystal chandelier in the lobby and step into a glass elevator. For Imari, it was hard to make it look like she belonged and used every ounce of strength not to flip out in excitement as she looks out the elevator as they pass by floors with a beautiful, crystal-clear swimming pool, private movie theatre, and spa.

And the best part was the fact that Nijiko Ōmitsu lives here!

"I live here on my own," explains Nijiko as she slides her key into her door, "So we won't be disturbed and can talk in private about all this PreCure stuff."

Both Imari and Tomoka are silent as Nijiko opens her door and lets them in. The two girls step inside and quickly look around and take in every detail of her apartment. They were in the middle of the living room with a small kitchen off to the side. A traditional chabudai table set with zabuton seats are in the living room, in front of a modern fireplace, and a flat screen TV. The rooms weren't bright white like the outside of the apartment complex; they were painted a warm, cream-colour. There was a cozy aura about her place from the sleeves of pictures to the potted houseplants of lilies and hibiscus flowers.

"Wow. This apartment is bigger than my house," gasps Imari breathlessly.

"Wow. This apartment is smaller than my mansion," jokes Tomoka.

"It's not a competition," spouts out Nijiko. "Now, would you guys like some tea?"

"Yes, please," nods Tomoka. "Tamaryokucha would be great."

Imari smiles, "Anything with lots of sugar!"

Nijiko giggles at this. "Sooooo sweet tea with extra sugar cubes then?"

"Yeah! That sounds perfect!" beams Imari.

"Alrighty then. You guys take a seat and get comfortable. I'll start the water."

Nijiko heads into the kitchen while Imari and Tomoka settle themselves down. Imari puts down her book bag and Tomoka who follows suit and politely crisscrossing her legs in her seat. The two girls exchange a look and both peak inside Tomoka's bag and see Bukku lying inside. He is quietly chewing on a snack with a troubled expression on his face. Seeing how down he looked makes Imari and Tomoka frown. Their minds shift back to when they were at the school—when Bukku's brother, Kuiru, appears out of Nijiko's PreHeartBook…

"Hello, brother~kuru."

Cure Fable and Mythical's jaws hit the floor. They look at Kuiru, then to Bukku, Kuiru, and then back to Bukku, Kuiru, Bukku, Kuiru, Bukku, Kuiru, Bukku!

"B-B-BROTHER!" gasps the Pink and Blue PreCure in unison eyeing the older prince.

"Prince Bukku! You have a brother!" cries Cure Fable, "I didn't know you had a brother! Why didn't you tell us you had a brother? Omigosh, you have a brother—!"

Bukku shoves his paw over her mouth. "Stop talking~buku."

Kuiru smirks, "Not even a 'please', dear brother~kuru. Have you really let all those etiquette classes go to waste~kuru?"

"I guess I did~buku!" roars Bukku. The pink and blue warrior's eyes widen in surprise. They had never heard the prince fairy sounds so hostile and cold towards anyone. He's been short-tempered and rude—sure—but never hateful.

But, Kuiru seems to shrug it off light-heartedly. "That's a shame, but I guess it can't be helped~kuru." Cure Fable could see that the young prince was using every ounce of strength to bite his tongue, but that didn't hide the blazing rage in his eyes. "And I can also see that you have managed to find the PreCure~kuru."

"That's right~buku!" says Bukku proudly puffing out his chest. "I found more PreCure than you~buku. So I win~buku!"

"It's not a competition, dear brother~kuru," points out Kuiru. "But, if it was I'd win~kuru. Since Cure Enchant has proven to be stronger than both of your chosen PreCure combined~kuru."

The fairy brothers share a lighting glare. Bukku tightens his paws and growls at his brother, showing his teeth, while Kuiru smirks at him amusingly. Cure Mythical could feel the unspoken tension between the two of them. Cure Fable on the other hand…

"You're so CCCUUUTTTEEE!" shegasps, reaching out and trapping the elder prince in a death hug. She begins squishing his cheeks. "And you're so SSSOOOFFFTTT! Look at your little face!"

Kuiru looks to Bukku for assistance, but his little brother just smiles at him mischievously. "Yeah…Cure Fable really likes cute things~buku. Don't worry, dear brother, you'll get use to it~buku."

"So I see~kuru," replies Kuiru as the Pink PreCure rubs her face against his.

Cure Fable pulls back and smiles brightly. "My name is Imari Suzukawa. It's wonderful to meet you Prince Kuiru Noble Heart Glory Sky!"

The elder prince raises his paws. "Oh please, there is no need to use that mouthful of a name~kuru. You can just call me Kuiru. Unlike my insecure little brother, I don't need to be reminded of my royal title to boost my ego~kuru."

Bukku eyes are set ablaze, "Why you~buku!" The young fairy jumps at his brother with sharpened fangs and paws out. "I'll tear you into little pieces~buku!"

But, he doesn't make it very far as the Blue PreCure easily plucks him by his long red cape and stops him cold. Bukku just hangs there swiping at the empty air. "Come down, Fairy-san. There's no need for that." Cure Mythical turns to Kuiru and bows her head respectfully. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Kuiru. My name is Tomoka Fukumoto."

"It is nice to meet you as well~kuru," nods Kuiru politely.

"Check it out, Kuiru!" Cure Enchant gestures to the blue warrior. "This is Cure Mythical, the Pretty Cure of Wisdom!" The blue warrior blushes by the fancy label. The Green PreCure than turns to the pink warrior. "And this is Cure Fable, the Pretty Cure of Dreams!"

For a brief moment, Kuiru's dark green eyes widen and he jerks his attention to the Pink PreCure. "The Pretty Cure of Dreams…" he echoes softly.

Now we're having tea with the firstborn prince of another world and the Pretty Cure of Magic at the top apartment complex in Yūkibarano...who knew!

"Ouch!" Both Imari and Tomoka snap their heads over to the kitchen. They see Nijiko cursing to herself as she pops her finger into her mouth, "Stupid water!"

"Are you alright back there, Nijiko?" asks Imari.

Nijiko quickly pulls her finger out of her mouth gingerly. "Oh! Yeah, yeah," she laughs sheepishly, "Just peachy." She turns back to pour the hot water into the teacups again, "Owie! Quick splashing would ya!"

Tomoka let out a snort sigh and gets up from her seat. "Here. Let me help you with that."

"No, it's fine," protests Nijiko. "I got it."

"I don't mind helping, Ōmitsu-senpai" Tomoka persists. "I've been going to tea ceremonies ever since I was a little girl. I can do it."

Nijiko opens her mouth, but glances over to Imari and closes it and bites down on her bottom lip. "Fine," she says finally.

She hands her and the teaspoon and Tomoka skillfully twirls it around with her fingers, "Don't worry, Ōmitsu-senpai! I'll make you the best cup of tea you've ever tasted!"

"Please, there's no need for formalities," Nijiko insists as she puts one hand on her hip. "Just call me Nijiko."

Imari grins to herself, but nearly jumps out of her skin when Kuiru flies over her head and lands charmingly onto the table. "Quite a lovely place isn't it~kuru. Cure Enchant lives here alone, but her mother pays for all of her luxuries~kuru."

All of this goes completely over Imari's head as her jaw hits the floor. "YOU CAN FLY?!"

Kuiru smiles amusedly, "Naturally~kuru. I am a fairy after all, Cure Fable."

This causes Imari to make a puzzled frown. "But…I've never seen Prince Bukku fly. As a matter a fact, we met when he was falling from the sky."

"Because flying is exhausting~buku," remarks Bukku popping out of Tomoka's book bag.

"Thank you for joining us, dear brother~kuru," welcomes Kuiru poking at his brother's star mark on his forehead. "We have a lot to discuss~kuru."

"U-Uh…of course we do~buku!" stammers Bukku taking a step back.

"Oh, don't worry," smiles Imari. "Prince Bukku has already told me and Tomoka about Kuroizado, and wanting to take over the world." Though not very well, Imari thinks to herself.

"I see~kuru," says the elder prince. "So…he has told you nothing~kuru."

Noting? Imari looks to Bukku to see him looking away from her and staring down at his feet shamefully. This takes Imari by surprise. She had never seen him look so discouraged.

"Okay, guys and girls," announces Nijiko, "The tea is done!" Tomoka carries out the tray of tea.

"It all looks delicious!" beams Imari as she quickly reaches for one of the cups of tea from Tomoka. However, the teacup slips through her fingers and the cup smashes to the floor.

"You clumsy butterfingered idiot~buku," mutters Bukku as he face-palms.

Imari gasps and cups her mouth, "Omigosh! I'm so sorry, Nijiko!"

But, to her amazement, Nijiko just smiles. "Not a problem," she says. "Kuiru's got this."

"Indeed~kuru," he grins. Kuiru flies himself to the ground over to the broken teacup. He waves his paw over it and a flurry of dark blue glitter shimmers over the cup. Imari and Tomoka look on in astonishment as the pieces collect themselves together and the sweet tea piles itself back inside like nothing had ever happened. "See~kuru. Not even a chip~kuru."

The two girls fall to their knees and swarm around the fairy prince, shoving their faces right in his space. "YOU CAN USE MAGIC!" they gush at the same time.

"Of course~kuru," Kuiru nods, "Again, I'm an all magical F-A-I-R-Y~kuru."

Imari and Tomoka both exchange a look of confusion. "But…we've never seen Prince Bukku use magic."

Bukku rolls his eyes. "Just because I'm a magical being from another world doesn't mean I have to show-off like my dear brother~buku."

"Kuiru. Can. Use. Magic," both girls say straight-faced.

"You didn't listen to a word I said, did you~buku?!" barks Bukku furiously.

"I'm simply better practiced in spells than my dear brother~kuru," chimes in Kuiru, humorously pinching his younger brother's cheek.

Bukku slaps his paw away, "Enough~buku! Just say whatever important smartypants thing you wanted to say, o wise one~buku!"

"Well, actually, it's more of a story~kuru," says Kuiru as Nijiko sits down beside him.

Imari's eyes light up, "Ooooo! I love a good story. But, I hope you're a better storyteller than Prince Bukku."

"Hey~buku!"

Kuiru thinks for a moment, "I suppose I'll tell you the same story as our parents, the King and Queen, told me~kuru." He clears his voice and looks up to both girls.

"Once upon a time, our world was full of light magic; a power that allowed us to flourish~kuru. However, one being in our lands discovered an evil side to light magic~kuru. This being brought about a harmful power known as dark magic~kuru."

"Kuroizado," says Tomoka.

But, Kuiru shakes his head. "No~kuru. There was another before Kuroizado."

Imari and Tomoka exchange an alarmed look. Imari gazes across to Bukku with widened eyes. Bukku never mentioned this!

"And his name~kuru," says Kuiru closing his eyes, "was Dead End." A long silence ripples over the group as the name hits them head-on and begins to sink in.

Imari swallows her breath. "Dead…"

"…End," Tomoka gulps.

"Yes," nods along Nijiko tensely, "Dead End the Master of Dark Magic."

"He was a cruel being whose only desire was to send our world into sorrow and despair with dark magic~kuru," continues Kuiru as he starts to pace back and forth on the table. "Luckily, Dead End was defeated by the legendary warriors, the PreCure—"

"—That's us," beams Imari.

"This battle happened one-hundred-years-ago~kuru," states Kuiru bluntly looking up at Imari.

"Not us," she quickly corrects. "Please, continue."

"Dead End was defeated by the Past PreCure and imprisoned at the edge of our world~kuru. As years stretched to decades and then into a whole century, we dropped our guard; we thought Fanciful Kingdom would be forever free of Dead End's destructive dark magic~kuru. But, we were wrong~kuru."

"I don't like the way this story is going," whimpers Imari.

"And it doesn't sound like it's gonna get any better," agrees Tomoka.

"Kuroizado was the Royal Wizard of Fanciful Kindgom~kuru," explains Kuiru. "The greatest wizard in our world; highly respected for his kindness and light magic abilities that made our kingdom stronger than ever before~kuru."

Imari bites her lip, "Um…Kuiru. That sounds nothing like the evil-take-over-the-world Kuroizado me and Tomoka heard about."

"He wasn't always bad~kuru," states Kuiru. "However, Kuroizado wished to challenge the limits of light magic and spent many days in solitude; practicing the art until fatefully, like Dead End before him, Kuroizado discovered the evil side of light magic and returned dark magic to the kingdom~kuru.

"Our parents, the King and Queen, feared the worst. We couldn't let history repeat itself~kuru." Kuiru's green eyes turn dark. "We banished Kuroizado from Fanciful Kingdom~kuru."

"That's a bit harsh," Imari frowns. "Couldn't they've just hold him to stop?"

"This isn't preschool, Cure Fable," mutters the eldest prince. "Sometimes you have to sacrifice the few to protect the many~kuru."

"But—!"

Tomoka puts her hand on her friend's shoulder. "We understand. Please continue, Kuiru."

"Well, after Kuroizado was exiled from the kingdom, he travelled to the edge of the world to release Dead End to get revenge~kuru." Kuiru sighs, "And, sadly, he succeeded~kuru. As gratitude, Dead End created Desolate Castle and the Dark Charm Knights out of pure dark magic~kuru. With their combined power and army of dark magic servants, they attacked Fanciful Kingdom~kuru."

"How awful," murmurs Imari as Tomoka nods in agreement.

Kuiru straightens his cape. "Fortunately, I was able to use a portal spell and managed to escape to your world~kuru. I came here in search of the old Royal Wizard, but found Nijiko instead, to try and find the new generation of PreCure that could defeat Dead End and Kuroizado once and for all~kuru!"

Tomoka adjusts her glasses. "But, we're only just managing to hold off the Endingu. How are we going to be able to defeat them?"

"Yeah, Mr. Know-It-All~buku!" chimes in Bukku, knocking his brother's crown off balance. "Please use that big brain of yours to tell us how we are ever going to defeat them~buku!"

"The Fairytale Instruments~kuru."

A sweat drop appears on the side of Bukku's head, "…Huh~buku?"

"One-hundred-years-ago, the four Past PreCure were able to defeat Dead End with the power of four enchanted weapons known as the Fairytale Instruments~buku. But, after Dead End was imprisoned, all four of the Fairytale Instruments went into hiding on earth until they were ever needed again~buku."

"I…I totally knew that~buku!" exclaims the young prince. "I-I was checking to see if you remembered, Kuiru!"

"Hold on a second," demands Tomoka completely ignoring Bukku. "You just said four. Four PreCure. Four Fairytale Instruments."

Kuiru smiles, "I did~kuru. I came to earth to find four chosen PreCure~kuru." The prince walks in a circle around the table, stopping at each of the girls. "You see, the three of you weren't just chosen on a whim~kuru. Each of you represents the motifs of the perfect fairytale story~kuru!"

He stops in front of Tomoka, "Cure Mythical, the Pretty Cure of Wisdom who teaches us the moral lessons within the story." He gestures to Nijiko, "Cure Enchant, the Pretty Cure of Magic, the spells and curses that shape the past, present, and future of the story."

Then, he stops in front of Imari, "Cure Fable, the Pretty Cure of Dreams, who gives the hero the most important magic of all…hope~kuru. The hope to never give up on one's dreams and to push forward to a happy ending~kuru." The fairy prince stands before them all, "Then there is the last member, the Pretty Cure of Love, who stands for truelove and that the princess will find her prince and live happily ever after~kuru."

"Four…huh~buku. All this time I thought PreCure was just one person~buku."

"What was that, Fairy-san?" asks Tomoka.

"NOTHING~buku!" he snaps.

Imari leaps to her feet, "Alright then!" Everyone turns up to look at her. "This is perfect! All we need to do is find one more member and four Fairytale Instruments!" The group all exchange worried look, but Imari sees this and smiles down on them. "Trust me, you guys! This will be a piece of chocolate molten lava cake!"

"I guess so," shrugs Tomoka. Just then she looks over at the clock hanging on the main wall and her eyes widen, "Omigosh! I'm sorry! I have to get going! I have my violin lesson in a few minutes!"

"I should get going to," realizes Imari as her friend gets up from her seat and stands beside her. "I'm helping my dad with dinner tonight."

"That's alright," assures Nijiko. "I think we all see eye-to-eye now on everything. We can talk more later. My home is always open to my fellow PreCure."

"Thanks, Nijiko," grins Imari swinging her bag over her shoulder.

Tomoka opens up her book bag. "Okay, Fairy-san. Hop on in."

Bukku goes to leave, but his brother grabs him by the back of his cape. "Dear brother, have you seriously been living in a book bag this whole time~kuru?"

"No~buku!" barks Bukku snatching his cape back, "Just when we're at school…or out in public…or where other people will see me~buku."

Kuiru chuckles, "You do realize that you can go inside the PreHeartBook, right?"

"Of course I did…what~buku?"

His brother claps his paws together. "Nijiko, if you please~kuru." Nijiko pulls out her green PreHeartBook and opens it up. "Just like the Fairytale Puppets, we as fairiescan also go inside as well~kuru." Kuiru steps onto a blank page. The pages glow lightly and he swiftly sinks down into the book. In the next second, he pops back out again, "See~kuru."

"Show-off~buku," Bukku snorts bitterly.

"That explain the dramatic entrance you made last episode," mentions Imari.

Tomoka raises an eyebrow, "Last episode? Imari, what are you talking about?"

"I don't know."

Tomoka takes out her blue PreHeartBook and places it on the table. "Come on, Fairy-san. Let's get going."

Imari perks up. "You know Prince Bukku, you could always come home with me! Since Tomoka is busy with her lessons! I just bought a new videogame! I could whip you up your favourite strawberry sandwiches!"

For an instant, Bukku's eye light up, but he looks over to his brother and the moment is lost. The young prince pulls at his cape timidly. Imari didn't even know Bukku was capable of being shy. "Um…I'm…no~buku. No, no~buku. I'm going to go with Fukumoto-san." Before Imari has a chance to say another word, Bukku steps onto the pages and disappears into Tomoka's PreHeartBook.

Tomoka gives her friend and sad look. "I'm sorry, Imari."

Imari shakes her head and smiles widely. "That's okay. Maybe next time."

"Don't fret yourself too much, Cure Fable," says Kuiru. "My brother was never much of a social butterfly~kuru."

As Imari and Tomoka said their goodbyes and went their separate ways, no one noticed the big dark blob of dark magic slipping away into the shadows. A wicked, glowing red smile spreads across its face, "Endingu…"

Izumi is stretched out on a diner booth, nose-deep in a book as she hears the bell from the café door. She peaks her head up and spots her sister walking in. "Welcome home, Imari-neechan!" she greets closing her book. "Business was slow today so mom and dad closed the café early."

"Gotcha," Imari grins as she swings her book bag over one of the chairs, "Anything exciting happen at school today?"

Izumi snorts. "Yeah, it ended."

"I hear ya," Imari giggles. "No homework through all my classes. Last class; freedom? No! They dump a pile of homework right before the last best! O, the humanity!"

Izumi snickers, "If I ever become the Empress of Japan, my first decree is to ban homework! Second decree: have dad make more fruit roll cakes!"

The two sisters burst out laughing. This causes Imari's mind to wonder. She starts thinking about Bukku and Kuiru. She and Izumi are closer than two cherry blossoms on the same branch. However, just seeing the two of them together, the fairy brothers couldn't be farther apart. Bukku was literally biting his tongue to stop himself from fighting with his elder brother. They were complete opposites too. Imari and Izumi are like cupcakes and rainbows. Bukku and Kuiru are like fire and ice. They seemed to clash about everything!

Maybe one of dad's delicious fruit roll cakes would bring the two of them together, Imari thinks to herself.

"Hey, Imari-neechan," says Izumi snapping Imari out of her deep thoughts. "Can I ask you a question?"

"Of course," beams Imari. "Hit me."

Izumi lifts up the book she was reading. "I just don't know what this one word means." She quickly flips to the page and says it out loud, "At last they grew vexed that Oz should treat them in so poor a fashion." She gazes up at her older sister. "What does vexed mean?"

"Well, vexed means…" Imari takes a long moment to think before a storm of sweat drops appears on her forehead the more she tries to think about it, "…I have no idea."

Izumi sticks out her tongue. "You are so useless, Imari-neechan."

"Hey," pouts Imari, "No I'm not! Come on, Izumi! You're ten; you should know what…that word…means!"

Izumi frowns. "You're thirteen! You should know what vexed means!"

"Woah, woah, woah," calls their mom, Mari, as she comes in from the backroom. "What's going on? Where the fire?"

"Imari is stupid," states Izumi, "Nothing new."

"Hey!" snaps Imari. Don't you turn into another Bukku!

"Now, now, Izumi-chan," says Mari. "You must respect the stupid people, cause without them we'd have no one to laugh at."

"You don't even try to argue that she's wrong!" gasps Imari.

Mari winks. "You know, Imari-chan, half of being smart is knowing what you're dumb at."

"So, you're saying I'm half-smart and half-dumb," says Imari in disbelief.

"Yes," smiles Mari bluntly. "I think that's a good balance."

Imari drowns in depression lines. It takes a special kind of mom to say that about her own kid.

"Anyways, what is the problem?"

Izumi shows her mom the book. "I can't figure out what this word vexed means."

"Oh! That's an easy one," perks up Mari. "It means constantly troubled with small annoyances." Their mom points to her eldest daughter. "That sound just like you, Imari-chan~!"

Sounds more like Bukku to me, Imari thinks to herself. But, when she sees that Izumi and Mari are laughing, Imari can't help but turn her frown into a warm smile.

"Mari! Mari!"

The girls turn around to see their father, Osamu, rushing into the room.

"What's wrong, honey?" asks Mari, her smiling face turning into worry.

"It's all over the news," he gasps, "Another one of those monsters!"

Imari's ears prick up and her smile vanishes from her face as a chill runs down her spine. She didn't even need an explanation on what monster her dad was referring to. As her heart starts to race, she rushes into the living room with her family right behind her. Imari look up at the television and her heart nearly skips a beat. The Endingu looks all too familiar. It was adorn with a witch's hat and attacking everything it sees with a warped-looking broomstick. A long, wart-covered nose points directly at the camera and its crimson red eyes stare through the screen right at Imari.

"H-How?" Imari gulps breathlessly. We defeated that Witched Witch Endingu! I saw Cure Enchant purify it!

"Oh dear," gasps Mari watching the TV. "Look at what the monster is doing to that building! I hope everyone got out safely!"

Imari was so focused on the Endingu that she never even noticed where the Endingu was or who is could be hurting. Looking past the ugly witch, Imari notes that everything looks like the rich side of Yūkibarano. The Endingu was roaring at all the people running out of the towering, white building as it starts to shatters the windows with its broomstick like the tall building was a piñata. Imari's blood ran cold; it was a building she recognized all too well.

It's Nijiko's apartment complex! Imari realizes with the sound of her heart booming in her ears. Nijiko and Kuiru are in trouble! I have to go! Now!

"I'm doing to Yū-chan's house!" Imari lies as she dashes to the front door. "She lives over there! I want to make sure she's okay!"

"Imari-chan—" starts her mom.

"I'm sorry!" Imari calls as she grabs the doorknob. "But, I want to make sure Yū-chan is alright!"

"Imari-chan, wait!" hollers her dad.

"I love you! Bye!" With the slam of the door and the cling of the bell, Imari was gone.

Nijiko helps file everyone out of the apartment complex as the Endingu roars viciously. She quickly helps out a mother and her two little kids. The youngest holds back from crying. Her brother grabs his sister's hand. "Don't cry, sis. Big Sister Nijiko is going to make sure we're okay!"

"That's right," says Nijiko lifting the little girl into a piggy back. "The PreCure will get here any second and scare that monster away!"

"Yeah, sis!" her brother smiles, "The PreCure are going to kick the nose right off that ugly monster's face!"

"Okay!" says the little sister, putting on a brave face. Nijiko hands the two kids off to their mother and they hurry away.

Once everyone had escaped and is gone from sight, her PreHeartBook glows and Kuiru bursts out of it, flying by her side. "This is troubling~kuru," the elder fairy examines. "It seems that you didn't fully purify that Endingu~kuru."

"No way!" Nijiko protests angrily. "I know I purified the Endingu! What the heck?!"

"No point complaining about it now~kuru," says Kuiru. "You defeated it once, you can defeat it again~kuru. But, this time do it by the book~kuru."

"Nijiko!" The two of them turn around to see Tomoka and Bukku racing towards them. "Is everyone okay?"

"Yep!" Nijiko says proudly putting both hands on her hips, "Ready to kick some butt!"

Tomoka crosses her arm, "Well, I hope this time you actually work with us instead of against us—"

"—You worry too much, Vice Prez!" Nijiko laughs, slapping Tomoka on the back almost making her loose her glasses, "Just chill! We can beat this Endingu no problem. We have before."

"I hope you're right," Tomoka leers, fixing her glasses

"—Tomoka! Nijiko!" Both girls turn around to see Imari racing towards them. "I'm here! I'm here!" she waves, nearly out of breath.

"Good~kuru," nods Kuiru. "We're all united~kuru. Now it's time to transform~kuru."

"Got it!" They say in union. Tomoka pulls out her blue PreHeartBook and Nijiko opens up her green PreHeartBook.

Imari reaches down for her book bag—but grabs open air, "…Huh?" She looks down and her bag is nowhere to be seen, "Eh?! WHERE IS MY PREHEARTBOOK?!" And then it hits her and Imari's heart drop. In a rush to get to Nijiko's apartment, Imari had left her book bag abandoned on the chair in the café—with her PreHeartBook inside!

"What's wrong, Imari?" asks Tomoka.

Imari turns to her with blank, white eyes. "I…forgot…my…Pre…Heart…Book…at…home…"

"You did WHAT~buku?!" exclaims Bukku. He starts rapidly hitting Imari on the head, "Suzukawa-san you idiot~buku! How do you forget something as important as the thing-you-need-to-transform, you moron~buku?!"

"I'm sorry, Prince Bukku," whimpers Imari as she tries to shield her head from the small fairies furious attacks. "I can go home and get it!"

"That won't be necessary," Nijiko smirks as she swings her arm around Tomoka's shoulder. "Me and Tomomo can handle it ourselves."

Tomoka glares. "Don't call me Tomomo."

"See," reassures Nijiko. "You just sit back and watch the magic!"

"What~buku?" snorts Bukku in disbelief "No~buku. That's stupid~buku! Suzukawa-san is the strongest PreCure~buku! If anyone should be fighting—"

"Nonesense~kuru," argues his brother, "Cure Enchant is a highly skilled warrior~kuru. She can handle herself~kuru."

"And what about Tomoka," demands Bukku.

Kuiru shoos his paw at her. "Yeah, yeah she's strong too~kuru. Now let's destroy this Endingu~kuru. It's had its time in the sun for far too long~kuru."

"Say no more, Kuiru," Nijiko grins, linking arms with her teammate. "Let's transform!"

"Actually, I think Imari—!"

"—Pretty Cure…" begins Nijiko raises her hand over the glowing pages.

Tomoka sighs. "Pretty Cure…"

"…Unlock My Story!"

Both girls become enveloped in azure blue and lime green light. Imari shields her eyes from the blinding light with her arms. Bukku follows suit by cover his eyes with his long red cape, but Kuiru just floats there, staring directly at the light with crossed two legendary warriors break out of the storm of vivid sparkles.

The Green PreCure poses, "Story of Magic! Cure Enchant!"

The Blue PreCure copies, "Story of Wisdom! Cure Mythical!"

Cure Enchant steps forward and points up at the Wicked Witch Endingu, "Monster corrupted by darkness, we will return your happy ending to you! AGAIN!"

"We are Fairytale Pretty Cure!" The green and blue warriors say together.

The Dark Charm Knight, Xoanon, suddenly reveals himself standing on top the apartment complex, "SO, YOU FINALLY SHOWED UP, FAIRYTALE PRETTY CURE!"

"Xoanon!" Cure Enchant glares.

He smirks, "HOW ARE YOU ENJOYING MY WICKED TRICK?!"

"I knew something was up when he left the fight so casually," realizes Cure Mythical. "It was all to let our guard down!"

"CLEVER AS ALWAYS, CURE MYTHICAL!" grunts Xoanon. "BUT, NOT CLEVER ENOUGH!"

"Big deal," snorts Cure Enchant. "We bit this Endingu before and we will do it again!"

"THAT'S WHAT YOU THINK," Xoanon snickers, "ENDINGU! ATTACK!"

"Endingu!" The Wicked Witch Endingu's scarlet red eyes flash. It has changed its target from the building to the two PreCure. It twirls its broomstick in one hand and spears it at the warriors, sending it shooting to the ground. Cure Enchant and Mythical leap out of the way with ease.

"Ha!" Cure Enchant laughs. "Is that the best you got?!"

"NOT EVEN CLOSE!" Xoanon snaps his fingers. The broomstick lands into the ground on the staff. The broom suddenly opens up, but instead of a storm of spikes like last time, a hurricane of fire strikes out at the girls.

The Green PreCure's eyes widen as flames blast right at her, "Ahhh!"

Cure Mythical jumps in front of her teammate and raises up her hands, "Wise Safeguard!" A translucent fourteenth century-style shield made of pure blue light appears in front of them and protects them from the Endingu's fiery attack.

But just then, the Wicked Witch Endingu grabs hold of its broomstick and hammers Cure Mythical's shield head-on, shattering it into pieces and sending both warriors flying. The blue warrior tumbles to the floor while the green warrior digs her heels in and managed to stand her ground.

Cure Enchant glances back at the Blue PreCure struggling to get back on her feet. "Maybe you should just stand back." She scrapes dirt off her shoulder, "I can handle this Endingu on my own."

She opens up her PreHeartBook, but before she can make her move, Cure Mythical bolts past her. "Yeah, I don't think so," she snaps thrusting her arm out in front of her, "Mythical Stream!" A river of blue light flows out of her hand and splashes the Endingu in the face. The monster moans in annoyance.

"Hey!" snaps Cure Enchant chasing after her, "Emerald Flash!" The green warrior jumps in the way of her teammate and delivers a burst of bright green light in the Endingu's face. The Wicked Witch Endingu hisses at the blinding light.

"Let's just get this over with," huffs Cure Mythical pulling out her PreHeartBook. A spell circle surrounds the Wicked Witch Endingu. The sky blue light dances around the monster. Its nose, witch's hat and cloak, and broomstick start to become purified and melt down into one giant black blob.

"Pretty Cure…Wisdom Judgement!" In a burst of cyan blue sparkles, the dark magic glob explodes into thousands of little pieces, snowing all over the ground.

"There," puffs Cure Mythical as she used up all of her strength, "It's done—!" The Blue PreCure chokes on her own words and everyone looks on in horror as the small fragments of dark magic start to twitch on the floor. They start to inch their way together and, in the glow of dark light, the huge splodge reforms into the Wicked Witch Endingu. A malevolent smile spreads across its face as its garnet red eyes are ignited, "Endingu…"

"What the heck?" Cure Mythical gasps out of breath.

"You didn't purify the Endingu properly!" Cure Enchant snaps. "Here. I'll show you how it's done by a pro!"

The Green PreCure pulls out her PreHeartBook and opens up a light green-coloured spell circle about the Endingu, "Pretty Cure…Magical Illumination!" And just like before, the Wicked Witch Endingu melts down into a dark blob and scatters into pieces.

"See, Mythical," smirks Cure Enchant superiorly, "That's how it's…!" The dark magic sludge reforms all over again and looms over the two warriors with its frightening smile plastered on its face. "…done?" finishes Cure Enchant.

Xoanon stands above them and laughs menacingly. "HAVEN'T YOU NUMBSKULLS FIGURED IT OUT YET?!"

"Figure what out?" demands Cure Enchant.

Xoanon cackles. "THIS ENDINGU IS INVINCIBLE TO ALL OF YOUR ATTACKS! YOU CAN TRY TO PURIFY IT ALL DAY, BUT IT WILL CONTINUE TO REFORM OVER AND OVER AGAIN! HAHAHAHAH!"

Imari's stomach drops. How are they supposed to defeat this monster?

"You were saying, Miss Pro," glares Cure Mythical.

"Hey!" snaps Cure Enchant, "Instead of insulting me, use that big brain of yours to figure something out, Miss Pretty Cure of Wisdom!"

"Oh, give me a break! I've only been a PreCure for two months!" argues Cure Mythical. "And I only just got caught up with this whole fighting-monsters-thing until you and Kuiru came in a dropped a bombshell!"

"What is your problem?!" demands Cure Enchant getting into her teammates face. A lighting glare is exchanged between the two of them.

The blue warrior narrows her eyes, "It's your way of the highway! You always want to show-off and look like a big shot!"

"What?!" gawks Cure Enchant. "No, I don't!"

"Yes, you do!"

"No, I don't!"

"Yes, you do!

"No, I don't!"

"GUYS! LOOK OUT!" screams Imari.

The two PreCure look up to see the Wicked Witch Endingu drop down on top of them with its giant witch's hat wide open. The hat comes down on top of them—trapping them both inside.

Cure Enchant looks around frantically. "What the heck?" She puts her hands on the wall of the witch's hat. She looks all around her, at the ground, and to the ceiling at the point of the hat. The green warrior starts crazily kicking and punching on the inside of the witch's hat, trying to pull the hat up from the bottom and jumping through the top, but all to no effect.

"Are you guys okay?!" cries Imari.

"Imari!" calls Cure Mythical from inside the witch's hat. "We're trapped! We can't get out!"

"No way!" refuses Cure Enchant. "Just watch. I'll get us out of here! Emerald Flash!" Imari and the fairy princes see green light flash from underneath the witch's hat. But, nothing happens.

"Suzukawa-san," says Bukku turning to Imari. "You need to go and get your PreHeartBook~buku!"

"That's unnecessary~kuru," states Kuiru flying over to his little brother. "Cure Enchant is a powerful warrior~kuru. She will get out~kuru."

"NO~buku!" shouts Bukku that catches both Kuiru and Imari off guard. The young fairy stares down his brother go toe-to-toe with him. His burning red to his older brother's mature blue. "You know what, Kuiru? Cure Enchant might be a stronger PreCure than Suzukawa-san and Fukumoto-san, but there is one thing they are better at—and that is working together as a team~buku! Instead of being the lone heroine trying to steal the spotlight that doesn't exist~buku! They need Cure Fable!"

Bukku leaps into Imari's arms and looks up at her, "Let's go, Suzukawa-san!"

Imari blinks in surprise, but regains her focus and nods. "Okay." With that, Imari takes off running home with Bukku in hand with Kuiru's eyes following them until they are completely out of sight.

"Shouldn't I hide~buku?" realizes Bukku as Imari reaches her front door.

Imari shakes her head, "There's no need. Remember? Izumi thinks you're a stuffed animal!"

"Oh yeah~buku," recalls the fairy prince. "Man your family is gullible~buku."

Imari smiles at Bukku and opens the door. She quickly spots her book bag still sitting on the café chair, but she also spots her sister reading her book. Imari hesitates for a moment, but shakes off the feeling and walks into the café. "Hey, Izumi," she waves.

Izumi lefts her head out of her book, "Back so soon?"

Imari sheepishly scratches the back of her head. "No I—ha-ha—I forgot my bag."

"Classic Imari-neechan," her sister grins. Just seeing her little sister smile made Imari feel more at ease as she snatches up her bag.

Izumi notices Bukku in Imari's arm and bursts into a wide smile. "Oh! It's Rainbow Puff-chan! I haven't seen him in forever!"

"Yeah," smiles Imari as she plays with Bukku's cape as he tries to stay perfectly still. "I'm letting Tomoka borrow him."

"I'm sorry, Imari-neechan," Izumi says suddenly. Imari turns to her sister, taken aback, and seeing her looking down at her feet. "I'm sorry I called you useless, Imari-neechan. And I don't think you're stupid. I'm really, really sorry."

Imari smiles tenderly at her and walks over to Izumi. "You don't need to apologize, Izumi. I know you didn't mean it. At least, I hoped you didn't mean it." Imari gives her sister a big hug. "And, hey, I promise when I get home, I'll make you a fruit roll cake!"

Izumi's eyes shimmer, "Really?"

"Of course," beams Imari. "That's what sisters are for."

Izumi laughs. "Making their little sisters fruit roll cakes?"

"It's a tuff job, but somebody's gotta do it!" With that, Imari starts heading for the door. But, as she goes to leave, she glances down at the book Izumi had been reading.

"Oh, by the way," says Imari. "What book are you reading anyways?"

Izumi smiles, "It's called the Wizard of Oz. It's really good!"

Imari freezes. The Wizard of Oz? Wait a second! Isn't that…

"It's about a girl named Dorothy," clarifies Izumi excitedly. "She gets trapped in a tornado and ends up in the Land of Oz and has to defeat the Wicked Witch of the West to get back home!"

The Wicked Witch of the West! Imari realizes. That's the same fairytale of the Endingu!

"Uh…h-have you got to that part," asks Imari carefully, "The part where Dorothy defeats the Wicked Witch?"

"Oh yeah," Izumi nods, "I'm almost finished! I'm at the part where Dorothy and her dog Toto are about to get into a hot air balloon!"

Imari bites her lip. "Um…how…how did Dorothy beat the Wicked Witch of the West?"

"She poured water on her," explains Izumi, "And the Wicked Witch melted!"

Imari's heart starts beating against her ribcage. Water? Water…WATER! "That's it!" exclaims Imari running for the door. THE ENDINGU'S WEAKNESS IS WATER! Just like in the storybook! "I know what to do now! Thank you, Izumi!"

"Um…you're welcome?" says Izumi completely puzzled as her sister runs out of the front door. "Not an idiot, but you sure are a weirdo, Imari-neechan."

Imari jumps out of the front door, but instead of stepping out onto her neighbourhood block, she looks around in amazement as everything has transformed into a forest of apple trees and the street has transformed into a yellow brick road.

"What the heck is happening?" gasps Imari. "Why are we in the middle of an apple orchard?"

"This is what happens when we leave an Endingu untamed~arf," says Bukku. "They transform everything around them into their own image and throw the world into chaos~aft."

Imari looks down at Bukku inside of her book bag and bursts out laughing.

"What's so funny~aft?!" demands the small prince.

"It looks like it effects living beings too!" giggles Imari uncontrollably.

Bukku looks down at himself and yaps in alarm. Imari's book bag has turned into a straw basket with him inside. He still wears his golden crown, red cape, and markings on his forehead and sides of his eyes, but the fairy prince had been transformed into a fluffy, dark grey puppy with cute floppy ears and a stubby tail, "Omigod~arf. This isn't happening~arf."

"I know! You're even cuter than before!" squeals Imari.

Just then, a cheeky smile appears on Bukku's face. "You should take a long look at yourself too, Suzukawa-san."

Imari tips her head to her side puzzled until she looks down at herself. Her hair has become braided into low pigtails with light blue ribbons, a white blouse with a white-and-blue checkered dress, blue ankle-length socks, and beautiful ruby slippers. She is speechless at first, but then she breaks into a huge smile, "Supreme smile power! I look adorable!"

"Yeah, you would enjoy this~aft," groans Bukku rolling his eyes.

"Toto, I don't think we're in Yūkibarano anymore," she jokes.

"Don't call me that~arf," Bukku growls. "Have you forgotten that your teammates are in danger~arf?!"

"Oh! Right!" Imari gasps looking inside her newly transformed straw basket and pulls out her PreHeartBook. "And I know exactly how to beat the Endingu!"

She opens it up to the page with the Big-Bad Wolf on the front. She touches the drawing and the Fairytale Puppet pops right out of the pages. "Hey there, Wolfy," grins Imari patting the puppet on the head. "I have a plan on how to defeat the Wicked Witch Endingu, but I need your help, little buddy."

"Enchanted Blade!" Cure Enchant slashes at the wall of the witch's hat again. Over and over, she continues to hit the hat with her sword of light, becoming more and more breathlessly and exhausted with every strike. "Come…on…you…stupid…argh!" She lifts her hand in the air to slash again, but it stopped by her teammate grabbing her wrist.

"Enchant! Stop it!" demands Cure Mythical. "You're just wasting your energy!"

The Green PreCure pulls her hand away angrily. "Well, we can't just sit here and do nothing!"

"Don't be careless, Enchant," frowns the Blue PreCure. "We've done all we can from here. Now, we have to put our faith in Imari, Bukku, and Kuiru that they will find a way to get us out."

The green warrior groans obnoxiously, but bites her tongue and falls to her knees. The blue warrior follows suit and sits down crisscross on the floor, pressing her back up against the witch's hat. It was then, that Cure Mythical notices how dark it is inside the hat. The only light had been coming from Cure Enchant when she was using her attacks against the unbreakable walls surrounding them. Now, the blue warrior could barely make out her teammate sitting directly across from her. But, enough to see that she was resting her head restlessly on her knees with her arms wrapped around her legs, pressing them to her chest.

"You're not who I thought you'd be," Cure Mythical accidently bursts out.

Cure Enchant snaps her head up at her. "What?"

The blue warrior grabs at her blue miniskirt embarrassedly. "I-I just mean that…w-well…back when you appeared in Daydream Gardens, you seemed so cool, so mature, and mysterious. But, now you're…a bit…wild, reckless, and ignorant."

"Are you trying to insult me?" grumbles Cure Enchant.

"N-No, no, no!" stammers Cure Mythical scatterbrained. "I just…I guess I'm just a bit confused. I mean, one minute you're like a knight in shining armor and the next minute you're…not." The Green PreCure was silent. "I-I didn't mean to offend you! I just…"

"You're right."

The blue warrior blinks in shock and glances but to see the green warrior looking off into nothing, but with sorrow in her lime-green eyes. "You're right about me." She lifts up her head and starts tugging at her long braid. "It's funny. But, to be honest, I was trying to impress you guys."

"Impress us?" Cure Mythical could hardly believe her ears. The richest and most popular girl in school was trying to impress her and Imari? "Why did you feeling you had to impresses?"

Cure Enchant looks away, "Because my dad—" She shakes her head. "—because I saw how close the two of you are and how strong you fight together. I just wanted to come off cool to prove that I could a strong teammate too." She sinks away into the darkness of the witch's hat. "But, it looks like I only caused trouble for everyone. Some PreCure I am."

Cure Mythical smiles gently. "You want to know something about Imari?" Her teammate turns her head to listen. "She doesn't care—if you're the richest or poorest student in school, the student council president, or extremely popular. Imari doesn't care about that stuff. All she cares about is if you're a good person with a kind heart."

Something she saw in me. Even those I put up an intimidating front. Imari saw right through me and allowed me to me my real self.

The Pretty Cure of Wisdom stands up. "Imari just wants us to be ourselves." She reaches her hands out to the Pretty Cure of Magic. "So, you don't have to be anything you're not. Just be Nijiko Ōmitsu."

Xoanon looks on satisfied as the Wicked Witch Endingu flies overhead on its broomstick, streaming black smoke over Yūkibarano. It begins transforming the world around them into the pages right out of its fairytale. Turning the tall skyscrapers around them into emerald green buildings and creating fields of apples trees and blooming red poppies. "THAT'S RIGHT, ENDINGU! SPREAD YOUR DARK MAGIC!"

"I see that things are going along well."

Xoanon nearly jumps out of his skin when the Leader of the Dark Charm Knights appears beside him. "JEEZ, LINDA! DON'T SCARE ME LIKE THAT! YOU NEARLY GAVE ME A HEART ATTACK!"

Linda flips her long, wavy dark red hair. "Oh please, Xoanon. We are beings created by pure dark magic. We literally have no hearts! Don't be such a pathetic worm." She looks over all the chaos of the Endingu. "This is good. Kuroizado-sama will be pleased with this delicious meal of misfortune."

"YES!" smirks Xoanon proudly. "PERHAPS KUROIZADO WILL MAKE ME HIS NEW FAVOURITE!"

Linda whacks Xoanon on the back of his head. "Nice try, you rat. But, no one shall dethrone the Queen~!"

Xoanon rolls his eyes. "NOT EVEN YOU CAN GET IN THE WAY OF KUROIZADO AND HIS PRECIOUS PRINCESS!"

"Mythical! Enchant! I'm here!"

The two Dark Charm Knights turn and spot a girl running onto the scene. "WHAT THE HECK?" says Xoanon. "WHY IS DOROTHY RUNNING TOWARDS THE ENDINGU?"

Linda follows the girl with narrow eyes. She spots Bukku riding in the Dorothy girl's basket. "Tsk. It's one of the PreCure," snarls the Dark Charm Knight. "Don't matter. Just defeat her too and capture the prince!" With that, the Leader vanishes.

"JUST DEFEAT HER TOO," mimics Xoanon in a nagging-tone, "YEAH, YEAH, YEAH! IT WILL BE OVER BEFORE IT EVEN STARTS!"

Imari races over to the witch's hat and puts her hand on it. "Mythical! Enchant! Are you guys alright?"

"Took you long enough~kuru," comments Kuiru flying over to her. He sees his younger brother and looks him up and down, "Awww~kuru. What a cute puppy dog you are~kuru," he smirks.

"Shut up, Kuiru," growls Bukku.

"We're fine, Imari!" Cure Mythical calls from inside. "But, we tried everything. We can't get out!"

"It's okay, Mythical," Imari assures her friend. "I'll get you out! I promise!"

"YOU PRECURE JUST DON'T KNOW WHEN TO QUIT, DO YOU?" growls Xoanon tauntingly floating overhead.

"That's right!" says Imari grabbing her pink PreHeartBook. "We never, ever give up!" She opens up the PreHeartBook and taken over by a stream of light. "Pretty Cure, Unlock My Story!"

The ribbons in her braided hair, the checkered dress and ruby slippers disappear in pop of bright sparkles. The vivid pink light fades and she strikes a pose, "Story of Dreams! Cure Fable!"

Xoanon glares down at her, "FINE THEN! BUT, IT'S YOUR FUNERAL, CURE FABLE! ENDINGU, ATTACK!"

"Endingu!" The Wicked Witch falls from the sky and lands on the ground, sending a shockwave through the earth. Its crimson red eyes flash threateningly at the pink warrior and smiles sickly at her; showing its piercing teeth.

"Cure Fable," Bukku worries.

But, the Pink PreCure is quiet standing before the terrifying monster. Cure Fable closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. She breaths out and steadily strides into a flawless fighting stance. Stepping down onto her right foot, she bends her knees and pulls her fists out in front of her. The Pretty Cure of Dreams raises her head and opens her eyes. They are filled with unwavering focus.

Kuiru looks on at her in amazement. "Cure…Fable…?"

Bukku glances over at his older brother, then back to Cure Fable. "You should know, Imari is a bit of an airhead, but when it really counts, she does have a hidden serious side~arf."

Kuiru nods, but doesn't say a word. Then he lets out a snicker and smiles teasingly at his brother, "I'm sorry—haha—but, I can't take you seriously when you look like a little puppy dog~kuru!"

"Oh, shut up~arf!" barks Bukku.

"ENDINGU!"

The Wicked Witch charges at the pink warrior. The monster lifts its broomstick into the air and slashes down at her. "Fable KaBoom!" Cure Fable unleashes an explosion of bright light and blows back the attack.

The Endingu stumbles back and the Pink PreCure leaps into the air, "PreCure Punch!" She delivers a powerful hit to the Endingu's warty nose. The monster manages to braise itself and put all support onto one arm as Cure Fable invulnerably lands to the ground. The Wicked Witch Endingu points its broomstick at the legendary warrior and a blasts black smoke at her. She becomes consumed by the dark smog.

"Cure Fable!" howls Bukku.

The Endingu charges into the smoke, but the Pink PreCure is nowhere to be seen. The Endingu stops and looks around the dark smoke completely perplexed. "Pinky Shoot!" A single beam of fuchsia pink light flares out of the darkness and fires a hole in the Endingu's stomach. The monster screams out in frustration, but the hole quickly reforms.

"This is no good~kuru," states Kuiru folding his arms. "None of her attack are affecting it~kuru. Even if she manages to weaken it, she won't be able to purify it~kuru."

"Don't count Cure Fable out just yet~arf," says Bukku with a smirk on his face. "She's got a trick up her sleeve~arf." His elder brother lets out a small laugh again at the sound of his voice, "Quick laughing~arf! It's not even that funny~arf!"

The Wicked Witch Endingu aims its broomstick at the pink warrior and a burst of fire charges out. But, Cure Fable is ready for is. "Okay, let's try…this! Dreaming…Bounce!" A light glow surrounds the Pink PreCure as she bends down and rockets up into the air, leaping over the thick flames. A wave of sparkles echoes in her place and causes the Endingu to fumble and fall to the ground.

"Fable Twinkle!" Up in the sky, Cure Fable lets a shower of sparkles rain down on the Endingu, directly in its eyes, blinding it. The Wicked Witch Endingu cries out as it irritatingly tries to rub at it eyes.

The pink warrior hands on her feet and sees the monster stumping around recklessly. "Okay, I think I bided enough time! Do it now, Wolfy!"

"Biding time~kuru?" repeats Kuiru. "What is she talking about~kuru?"

Bukku crosses his arms mischievously. "Just watch~arf."

Suddenly, the main door of Nijiko's apartment complex opens up and the Big-Bad Wolf Fairytale Puppet pops out. "I figured out your weakness, Endingu," states Cure Fable, "Water! I know where I can get plenty! Big-Bad Howling Twister!"

The Fairytale Puppet uses its power, but instead sending a massive tornado at the Endingu, it blasts it into the apartment complex and right into the floor of the private swimming pool. The hurricane picks up all of the water and carries it out of the building and right at the Endingu! The Wicked Witch Endingu is hit with the vortex.

"ENDINGU!" the monster cries out as its trapped swirling in the whirlpool. Water splashes everywhere and lands on the witch's hat. With the touch of the water, the hat starts to melt, freeing Cure Fable's teammates.

The Blue and Green PreCure jump out. "FREEDOM!" cheers Cure Enchant. The blue warrior laughs playfully at her as they fall in line next to Cure Fable.

"Great job, Fable," beams Cure Mythical. "Thank you so much for saving us!"

"No prob!" smiles Cure Fable.

"NO! NOOOO!" shouts Xoanon nearly pulling out his hair. "I WAS WIIIIIINING FOR ONCE!" He teleports away in a rage.

"Ending…" moans the Wicked Witch Endingu's face starts to droop and the broomstick melts away into nothing. Its long, ugly nose starts to melts away and the Endingu suddenly bursts into a cascade of pure-white sparkles and the Fairytale Puppet becomes purified. The Big-Bad Wolf returns to the PreHeartBook and the new Fairytale Puppets falls from the sky.

"Oh!" gasps Cure Fable as she dashes towards it. "It's okay! I got you!"

The Pink PreCure lunges for the puppet and grabs it just as it's just about to hit the ground. "Pfft. That's was a close one. You okay, little buddy?"

She opens up her hand to see that the Wicked Witch of the West wasn't scary anymore. She still had green-skin and her small cloak and broomstick, but the hat was adorn with a golden bell and she was designed with jewels and little indigo-coloured swirls; making the Fairytale Puppet cute! Cure Fable smiles lovingly as she hugs the small doll. "Thank goodness. You're back to your true self."

Cure Enchant scratches the back of her head. "You know…" she says as her teammate glances to her, "That was pretty cool of you, Fable."

Cure Fable blinks in surprise and breaks into a wide smile, "Thanks, Enchant!" She gets up and walks up to her. She hands her the Wicked Witch Fairytale Puppet. "Here. You can have her."

Cure Enchant looks down in shock. "No, no! I couldn't! You earned her fair and square!"

"Yep, but I want you to have her," beams Cure Fable placing the Fairytale Puppet caringly into the green warrior's hands. "Plus, you're the Green PreCure and she has green skin! I think she suits you better!"

Cure Enchant chuckles at this. "Okay, okay. Fair enough." She opens up her PreHeartBook and places the Wicked Witch Fairytale Puppet on top of a blank page and it disappears inside the storybook. As she does, everything around them begins to turn back to normal. The buildings back to plain white, the apple trees and poppies disappear, and the yellow brick road back to a normal street.

And—of course—Bukku turns back into a normal fairy. "Yes~buku!" he roots. "I'm back baby~buku!"

"But, you were always here, Prince Bukku," points out Cure Fable.

"Shut up, you idiot~buku!" snaps Bukku. "You know what I mean~buku!"

Cure Fable laughs and Cure Enchant puts her hand on her shoulder. "Thanks—really—thank you, Fable."

Cure Fable tips her head to side and smiles as she transforms back into Imari Suzukawa. "That's what friends are for!"

"Friends," echoes Cure Enchant turning back into Nijiko Ōmitsu. "I like the sound of that!"

"I agree," Cure Mythical grins as she changes to Tomoka Fukumoto.

"Not to cut this sweet moment short~kuru," butts in Kuiru. "But, you should all go home~kuru. I'm sure your families are worried about where you are~kuru."

"Right," remembers Tomoka, "Violin lessons. Yay! I say super sarcastically."

"Yeah," nods Imari. "I should go too. I promised my sister I'd make her a fruit roll cake."

"Please~kuru," bows Kuiru, "Allow me to escort you home, Cure Fable."

Imari blinks in surprise. "Oh! But, what about Nijiko?"

"My house," says Nijiko pointing in front of her, "Is literally right there."

"Besides~kuru," says the fairy prince. "I can always use my teleportation spell to get back~kuru."

"Okay then!" nods Imari smiling. "Then, I guess I'll see you girls at school tomorrow!"

"I would like to take this time to apologize~kuru," says Kuiru as he walks Imari home, flying next to her.

Imari looks to him confused, "For what?"

"I misjudged you~kuru," explains the fairy prince. "When I first encountered you, I thought you were just some foolish and inept human~kuru. I was shocked to learn you were the Pretty Cure of Dreams~kuru."

"You sound like a refined-version Bukku insulting me," whimpers Imari.

"But, but, but~kuru! There's a but~kuru!" he ensures her. "But, I revealed my first assumption was wrong~kuru!" Imari looks back to him. "I believe you to be a brave, clever, and bighearted person, and I'm truly sorry for underestimating you, Cure Fable."

Imari stares in astonishment and bursts into an overjoyed smile. "Wow! Thank you so much, Kuiru! That is the nicest thing I think I've ever heard!" She laughs, "Pfft. And you're Bukku's brother. I swear, you guys are nothing alike."

Kuiru chuckles at this. "Yeah…well…we use to be closer when we were little—until I had to go into special training~kuru. Being the heir to the throne and future king and all~kuru."

Imari frowns. "Yeah, but I'm talking about the whole flying and magic thing too! I mean, I've had the pressure of having Prince Bukku as a roommate for a month and I never once saw him fly or use any form of magic like you've been using! What's up with that?!"

Kuiru racks his brain, thinking of the right words to say. "Well…the thing is...Bukku…can't."

"Can't?" Imari echoes, a bit puzzled.

"Bukku was born…different~kuru," Kuiru tries to explain, "Different than any other fairy in Fanciful Kingdom~kuru. Born without a magical born in his body~kuru."

The elder fairy prince lets out a long sigh. "My brother will never be able to fly or use magic~kuru."

Next Time on Fairytale Pretty Cure!

Imari: Yes! Nijiko is officially on the team!

Nijiko: Yeah, bud!

Imari: This means we can have sleepovers and make friendship bracelets!

Nijiko: Um…I guess?

Imari: Why not! You mentioned that you live alone so we can be as loud and crazy as we want! Oh! That reminds me! Why do you live alone, Nijiko?

Nijiko: Well…

Imari: Nijiko's Fortune! Her Hidden Magic!