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OP: Your StoryFairytale Pretty Cure! – written by SAYkokoro

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

Episode 18: |How A Kingdom Falls! Bukku's Secret!| (Part 1)

I was born an irregularity, an abnormality. Like a batch of blueberry muffins, but one of the delicious muffins doesn't contain a single blueberry inside. In a world full of magic and enchantment, I was born without a magical bone in my body. It was my birthright. I could never walk the same path as all the other fairies that lived in Fanciful Kingdom—and not just because I couldn't use magic. I was the second-born son to King Sutori Golden Light Sword and Queen Peiji Harmony Flower Love. I was born a prince. I was royalty. The first-born was my elder brother, Prince Kuiru Noble Heart Glory Sky. I loved my brother—at least when I was little.

"Do it again, Kuiru! Do it again~buku," Bukku laughs as he excitedly claps his paws.

"Okay, okay~kuru," chuckles Kuiru, smiling tenderly at his little brother. "But, this is the last time~kuru." The young fairy dips his bubble wand into a jar full of bubbly water and swirls it around. Bukku eagerly stares as the aurora-coloured bubbly water whirling around. Kuiru takes out the bubble wand and holds it out in front of his lips.

He murmurs an incantation that Bukku didn't understand and takes a deep breath. A small bubble starts to take form at the end of the bubble wand, but as it starts to grow, Kuiru goes with it. By magic, Kuiru gets sucked up into the bubble wand and come out the other side, his body turning into pure bubbles!

As a giant bubble being, Kuiru starts floating around and dancing. "Bubble Boogie~kuru~! Bubble Boogie~kuru~! Bukku loves when I Bubble Boogie~kuru~!"

Bukku bursts into laughter and claps his paws together even harder and even faster, "Again, Kuiru! Again~buku!"

In a swirl of ocean blue sparkles, Kuiru pops back into his natural form and smirks. "I thought I said that was the last time~kuru?"

Bukku shakes his head and smiles cheekily, "Nope, nope, nope~buku! You said 'I'll do it one more time because I love my brother and I love making him laugh'~buku!"

Kuiru pats his younger brother on the head. "Yes~kuru. That is true~kuru—!"

"—Kuiru Noble Heart Glory Sky! What are you doing in here~sutu?"

The main doors on their bedroom are flung open and their father, King Sutori, storms in. "You were suppose to be having your etiquette classes five minutes ago~sutu!"

Our father was like the sky. He was a light blue-coloured fairy who always stood tall and proud. He had bright blue heart-shaped markings on the tops of his dark brown eyes with upside-down dual blue-coloured heart ears that always reminded me of cat ears. He has a dual-blue four-point star marking on his forehead. He wore a royal blue cape with a red oval-shape pendent and a huge, golden crown.

"Sorry, father~kuru," Kuiru apologizes as he bows his head. "I was just playing with Bukku and—"

"—You can play with your brother when you have finished your classes~sutu!" snaps King Sutori, pointing his son to the door.

Bukku tries to lock eyes with his brother, but he head was down in disgrace. "Sorry, Bukku," murmurs Kuiru as he gets up and makes his way to their father.

"Please understand, Kuiru," says King Sutori, putting his paw on his eldest son's shoulder. "You are the heir to the throne~sutu. Do you understand that~sutu? The future king of Fanciful Kingdom~sutu. I know you'd would rather play, but responsibility comes first~sutu. And your responsibility is to become a prince worthy of the crown~sutu."

"Yes, father~kuru," nods Kuiru, giving his father a brave smile. "I understand~kuru." As they leave the room, Kuiru gives one last wave to his little brother, "Sorry, Bukku. I'll play later~kuru. I promise~kuru."

With that, Kuiru and King Sutori walkout; leaving Bukku all alone.

I was the second-born. I was a prince. I was royalty. But, I was a son that my parents didn't need. They already had a son, my elder brother, Kuiru. He was the heir to the throne. The Fanciful Kingdom's future king and he would someday ruler over our kingdom, making it brighter than ever before. My elder brother's future was already set in stone…but, what about me? I was born without a future. I had no future. Kuiru would one day become king and I would just stand in his shadow. Then, he would get married and have children of his own, ones that would gain the crown, and I would just be their non-magical, old Uncle Bukku that never had anything to offer to the kingdom. Still, I loved my brother.

Years later, Bukku spots Kuiru walking down a corridor with his nose in a spell book and excitedly runs over to him. "Hey, Kuiru, wait up~bukku!" Bukku stops in front of him and holds out the bubble wand and jar of bubble water. "Can you do the Bubble Boogie song again~buku? Just one more time~buku?"

But, Kuiru walks right past Bukku like he wasn't even there.

Bukku's eyes darken, "Kuiru?"

King Sutori approaches Bukku and looks past him at Kuiru. "Bukku, don't bother your brother."

It didn't really trouble me at the beginning. I knew I was born different than other fairies. I couldn't cast cool spells like Kuiru, or be able to fly like everyone else at school. But, I was fine with that. I was okay being unique, unusual.

Bukku is sitting under a rainbow-coloured tree doodling as he hears the last bell of the day ring at school. He sees a group of young fairies zoom out of Fairy Academy with wide smiles on their faces.

"Omigosh~mimi! Class was so much fun today~mimi!" beams one of the young fairies.

"Yeah, yeah~momo," agrees a friend. "I can't wait to try out that spell when I get home~momo!"

Bukku looks down and focuses on his drawing. It was all spell and enchantment classes today. No point in going since I can't actually cast anything.

Just then, one of the fairies notices Bukku under the tree. "Hey, guys~rara," he smirks, pointing over to Bukku. "Look~rara! It's the Defective Prince~rara!"

The group of young fairies snicker, "Yeah~nene! Whatcha doing, freak~nene? Scribbling some daydream world where you're not a freak~nene! You should doodle out of order instead~nene!"

"Guys, knock it off~momo," laughs one of the fairies sarcastically. "It's not his fault he was born a freak of nature~momo!"

"Yeah~mimi!" giggles another. "Whatever potion the Queen used to turn you into a freak seemed to have worked perfectly~mimi!"

"Shut up, you morons~buku!" grunts Bukku, snapping to his feet.

"Ohhhh~rara," snorts the young fairy. "So, the Defective Prince has a bark to him~rara. But, does he have a bite~rara?"

"I SAID SHUT UP!" roars Bukku as he lashes out and headbutts the young fairy in the forehead.

"OW~rara!" growls the fairy, "You little twerp~rara!" Just then, his anger melted away and a mischievous smile spreads across his face. "Hey, guys~rara. Remember the spell we were taught today. The Levitation Spell~rara? Well…why don't we try it on this guinea pig~rara?"

Before Bukku has time to react. The young fairy chants an incantation and a flurry of red-coloured sparkles dance around the young prince. The next thing Bukku knows, he's getting lifted off of the ground.

"H-Hey~buku!" gasps Bukku. "S-Stop that right now~buku!" But, the fairies don't listen and only continue raising Bukku higher and higher off the ground until he's higher than the tree.

"P-Please stop~buku!" cries out Bukku as he starts squirming in midair, trying to grab at the tree's branches to stop him from floating away. "I-I'm afraid of heights~buku!"

"Awww~rara," taunts the fairy. "The Flightless Freak is scared of heights~rara. I wouldn't have guessed~rara."

The group of young fairies all laugh at the panicked Bukku as he struggles in the air. He closes his eyes, but can still hear their mocking laughter ringing in his ears. "Please~buku! Someone help me~buku!"

"That is enough."

Suddenly, Bukku wasn't thrashing helplessly in the open sky anymore. He felt something wrap around him. He was being held. The warmth and the sweet smell of pine needles made his racing heart soften to a gentle patter and his heavy breathing ceased. Bravely, Bukku peeped open one eye, then the other. He was still higher up then the group of small fairies, but they were all gazing up at him completely spellbound…no, not him.

Bukku gazes up to see a gentle smile in return. It was a man. He wore a white cloak with a single indigo-coloured stripe, held together by a golden chain adored with deep blue jewels on each side, a midnight blue kimono underneath, and curled toed shoes. The man had a pale complexion, elf-ears that stick out from his messy jet-black hair with thick bangs, thick eyebrows, a charming cowlick, and a black chin puff. But, his eyes…they were sharp, but Bukku couldn't decide if they were a deep blue or a vivid purple; something perfectly in-between.

"Are you alright, my son?" asks the man. His voice was deep; strong, yet gentle, worried, but not afraid. Genuine. Maybe that was it, but it took Bukku completely by surprise.

"U-Um…y-yes~buku," he swallows. "I-I'm fine~buku."

The man nods, but his eyes soon darken when he turns his attention to the group of young fairy. "The gifts you were all blessed with are not meant to harm others. Light magic is to be used for the greater good. It is to help one another and to better our world through nobility and honour. To unite use. Not divide us through cruel intentions. If you do not understand this simple fact, you are not worthy to wield light magic."

The little fairies look down at the ground shamefully. "We're sorry, sir~rara," murmurs the leader of the group.

"I am not the one you are to be apologizing to," says the man as he looks down at Bukku in his arms.

The young fairy grinds his teeth in disgust, but one sharp look from the man snuffs it out, "Sorry…Prince Bukku."

"Good," nods the man. "Now, off you go, my children. I surely hope I will not see you misusing light magic again."

The group of young fairies take off running home and the man carefully places Bukku on the ground. "T-Thanks~buku," stammers Bukku. "B-But, I didn't need your help, you known~buku! I had them right where I wanted them~buku!"

"You wanted them ten-feet below you," states the man. "Is that what I'm hearing?" Bukku snorts and turns away to pick up his drawing crumpled in the grass. "But, I'm curious," continues the man, "Why were your fellow brothering tormenting you?"

"Because~buku," grumbles Bukku, "Because…I'm a freak~buku. A defect~buku."

Bukku turns around and jumps back to see the man is crotched down and inches from his face. "Hey, hey, hey~buku! What are you…?"

The man smiles, "You have two eyes, two ears, one nose, and four paws. You look like every other fairy to me."

"Well, I'm not~buku," snaps Bukku, plopping down underneath the tree. "I…I was born without magic, okay~buku!"

The man sits down next to the small fairy, "No magic, huh?"

"Not a single magical bone in my body~buku!" exclaims Bukku. "I can't even fly~buku! I'm not a fairy~buku! I-I-I…I don't know what I am~buku!"

The man is quiet for a long moment, stroking his chin in deep thought. "Well, you might not magic that is known in this world, but I'm sure you have magic." Bukku's eyes widen and he turns to the man. "There is more than one form of magic, you know. Magic is…hope, it is wisdom, and it is love. Not just charms and enchantments. And I truly believe you possess magic deep inside your heart that is far more powerful than any spell you would find in a spell book."

The man looks down at Bukku's drawing and smiles. "And as to what you are; you can be anything you dream of." He touches his finger on the doodle. It's of Bukku wearing a superhero costume with a long red cape. He snaps his fingers and the drawing of the cape comes to life and the man ties it around Bukku, "Even a hero."

That day, that man said everything I needed to hear and more. Everything I dreamed of hearing. That I wasn't just a defective prince, a flightless freak, or the second-born prince nobody asked for. I could be anyone, anything! I didn't have to wait to be noticed by father, or Kuiru! Starting now! Because now I'm not alone. Because I finally, finally found someone who understands me.

"Oh~buku! By the way~buku," realizes Bukku, putting out his paw politely. "I'm Prince Bukku De La Hope Wish Von Dream Star! It's nice to meet you~buku!"

The man shakes his paw. "It is very nice to meet you too, Your Highness. My name is Kuroizado."

"Fairy-san? Are you up yet?"

Bukku is boringly chewing on his red cape, "Ready for what~buku?"

Tomoka pops her head into Bukku's private bedroom. She is in the middle of brushing her hair. "We're going with everyone to Midori Park today. Remember?"

"Nope~buku," states Bukku as he tosses himself out of his warm blankets.

"Imari, Nijiko, and Kuiru reminded you about this all day yesterday. Then, I re-reminded you before bed. I said, 'don't forget we're going to the park tomorrow, Fairy-san'. I even left a note for you on the nightstand."

Bukku shakes his head, "Nope~buku. Doesn't ring a bell~buku."

Tomoka frowns. "Well, were going now. So get up."

The small fairy rolls his eyes, "Fine~buku." Bukku climbs out of his bed and hurries over to Tomoka and out of the room with her closing the door behind her. "But, every minute away from my luscious bed is going to be the worst minutes of my life~buku."

"Don't be such a drama prince," jokes Tomoka. "The park is supposed to be fun. Midori Park Fun Time!"

Bukku narrow his eyes. "Midori Park Fun Time," he echoes. "What are you, five?"

There is a knock on Tomoka's bedroom door, "Tomo—Fukumoto-san. I have your shoes."

"Hide, Fairy-san," whispers Tomoka as she gets the door. She only opens it a crack though.

"These are the shoes you requested?" says the butler as he passes a pair of pure-white high heeled scandals.

"Yes," beams Tomoka, taking them from him. "Thank you very much. These are perfect."

"Are you sure you don't want me to—I mean—are you sure you don't need an escort, Fukumoto-san?" asks the butler.

Tomoka shakes her head. "I'll be fine. Me and my friends are gonna have a ladies' night!"

"It's noon," he points out.

"Then, we're having a ladies' afternoon," shrugs Tomoka. "Doesn't matter what you call it. It's gonna be fun!" She closes the door and sits down on one of her sofas to put on her heels. Tomoka is dressed in a cute, light blue summer dress, black tights, and her white high-heeled scandals with her adorable round glasses.

She finishes strapping up her shoes and jumps to her feet. "Yes! Okay, we are ready to go!" Tomoka picks up her book bag and pulls out her blue PreHeartBook. Bukku quickly races over and hops into the pages. "That trick is so cool!" she smiles and they head out the door.

Being inside the PreHeartBook always gives Bukku time to loll things over. On one hand, Tomoka and I are nothing alike. She's a shy, but very intelligent, sweet, and polite girl. I'm…not. She told me I'm what humans call a "tsundere", whatever that means. She's wrong. I'm not. I'm just a bitter, short-tempered fairy. Nothing more. On the other hand, there are things we have in common, I suppose. We are both younger siblings. Except she had to put up with two older brothers! Just the thought of having two Kuirus makes me sick to my stomach. Lastly, Tomoka and I both know what it's like to be a coward. This is the thing that connects me and Tomoka. But, I always wondered…what connects Imari, Tomoka, and Nijiko together?

"You're a Royal Wizard~buku? What's that~buku?"

The two friends reach the top of the north tower and Kuroizado invites the young prince into his studies. It was an enchanted library. All four stone walls were filled with dark-wooded shelves of books and scrolls that stretched up to the ceiling. The flooring matched the shelves with loose pages scattered all over the floor. Kuroizado always seemed like an organized man, but his studies completely contradicted that. In the center of the room is a grand desk with a lit candle sitting on the corner, a glass ball on the opposite side, and a huge book closed shut and a quill resting on top of it.

"Well," begins Kuroizado as he picks up the young fairy and places him on his desk, "Essentially, a Royal Wizard stands second to the King and Queen and acts as the voice of reason when making any decisions. If the kingdom was ever in danger, the Royal Wizard would be at the helm to defend. But, furthermore, the Royal Wizard is in charge of teaching the future king or queen in the arts of magic."

"So, you taught my older brother then~buku," murmurs Bukku, tapping at the glass ball.

"Yes," nods Kuroizado, "Me and my mentor, Hikaru did. Kuiru is a natural, a truly talented magic user." Bukku rolls his eyes and the wizard quickly picks up on this. "But, I suppose you do not wish to hear that."

Bukku snorts at this. "Mom and Dad should have named him Perefect Prince Perfect Kuiru McPerfect Perfecto Perfect~buku!"

Kuroizado chuckles, "That would be a horrendous name."

"So…Kuiru has already been in here then~buku?" grumbles Bukku, fiddling around with the feather from the quill.

Kuroizado pats the small fairy on the head. "No, he hasn't." Bukku looks up in astonishment. "This is my private study. Not even the King and Queen have ever been in here."

Kuroizado walks around his desk. "Here. I want to show you something." He waves his hand over the giant spell book in front of him and the book snaps open immediately to the front page. The spell book was filled with pages and writing Bukku had never seen before. The pages were all obsidian black with luminous purple symbols and markings.

"These markings~buku," gasps Bukku breathlessly. "They're nothing like the symbols in Kuiru's spell books~buku."

"Because these are not light magic spells," justifies Kuroizado, skimming his hand across the pages. "These are all spells and enchantments I have created myself. A new form of magic that could surpass even light magic itself!" Kuroizado's eyes glow a captivating indigo-colour. "It is called…dark magic!"

"Dark magic~buku," echoes Bukku mesmerizingly.

"That's right," Kuroizado grins passionately as he flips through all the pages. "With dark magic, we can make the impossible possible and allow Fanciful Kingdom to thrive more than it ever has before!" He brushes one of the young fairy's ears and looks him in the eye. "I could even give you magic!"

Bukku's dark red eyes widen like stars, "Really~buku? I could use magic~buku?"

Kuroizado beams. "Yes! With the power of dark magic, you could have all the things you utterly desire. Although—" he picks up his quill "—I haven't been able to perfect this dark magic yet. Do you think you could help me?"

Bukku bursts into a wide smile, "Of course~buku!"

Midori Park is the public park of Yūkibarano and a very special landmark to the city. There is a huge playground for kids with a triple slide and even a water park, then there is the quiet side filled with beautiful wildlife and ponds to sit and relax, and there is a giant field where families can go for picnics or to have fun in the sun. The month of May let its sunlight beaming down on the gorgeous park, bringing vivid colour to the soft grass and the flowers dancing with bumblebees and butterflies.

Tomoka quickly spots Imari and Nijiko over by the field. They had already set up the picnic with the red-and-white checkered blanket and everything. It was nice to see them out of their stuffy school uniforms. Imari was wearing a burgundy red overall dress with a light pink long-sleeved shirt underneath, white puffy socks, and light brown running shoes. Nijiko wore a yellow-green tank top with the kanji for light spread across the front in light yellow, blue short-shorts, ankle length socks, and light blue-and-white sneakers.

Imari justed finishes poring the fresh lemonade when she spots Tomoka and waves to her, "Tomoka! Over here!"

Tomoka races over to her friends. "Hey, guys. Sorry I'm late. So embarrassing."

"Yeah, I hear you say that a lot," points out Nijiko.

She blushes at this and embarrassingly scratches the back of her head. "Sorry. Hehe. Force of habit."

Nijiko hands her a glass of lemonade. "Nah, it's cute. Better than Imari's silly catchphrase at least."

"Wwhhaatt?!" gushes Imari, clutching the picnic basket in her arms. "You don't like surpreme smile power?! I think it's cute!"

"It makes you sound like a 5-year-old," Nijiko smirks teasingly.

"No way!" whimpers Imari. She falls down on her hands and knees, drowning in depression lines, "How…how could this be?!"

Bukku pops out of Tomoka's PreHeartBook and folds his arms over the top of her book bag. "Don't be such a drama queen, Suzukawa-san."

In less than a second, Imari perked up and beams up at the young prince, "Oh, good morning, Prince Bukku."

Bukku rolls his eyes. "It's the afternoon, idiot."

Imari sticks out her tongue playfully, "Oh yeah, right! Haha! Silly me."

Kuiru appears out of Nijiko's PreHeartBook. "Alright, that's enough from you two~kuru. Let us all enjoy lunch~kuru."

"Whatever~buku," mutters Bukku as he and Tomoka sit down on the picnic blanket.

"Let's have a toast," Nijiko grins, holding up her lemonade, "To…to…uh…"

"To hope~buku," says the elder prince. "Hope that we will defeat Kuroizado and save Fanciful Kingdom and your world~kuru."

"To hope!" cheers the girls, lifting their lemonade into the air. As the group takes a huge sip through their straws, their foreheads tremble with worry lines and their lips scrunch up. "SOUR! SOUR! SOUR!"

"Uh, I-Imari?" asks Tomoka with a powerful, sour face. "D-Did you make this lemonade?"

Imari jumps in her place. "No. Nijiko said she wanted to make the lemonade!"

With a blank face, everyone turns to Nijiko who is gingerly slipping away on her drink. "Oh dear," she winks. "Did I forget to add sugar to your guys' drinks?"

"NIJIKO!" roars the group, towering over Nijiko with raging eyes. She sits there with a smug expression on her face.

She bursts out laughing. "You—you should have seen the look on your guys face! You looked like puffer fish!"

"That wasn't funny, Nijiko," pouts Tomoka, putting both hands on her hips.

"No, you're right," Nijiko snickers. "It was priceless!"

"You really are your father's daughter~kuru," sighs Kuiru with a smirk. "He use to pull pranks on me all the time when I was in-training~kuru."

Imari giggles, "Really? That's so—!"

"—Heheh." A laugh that could barely be heard hits everyone's ears. Imari turns to see Bukku with his paws to his mouth. "Hehe," he snickers, the edges of his mouth curling up into a smile. With a tear in his eye, he can't hold back anymore. "Ha-ha! HA-HA-HA! A puffer fish~buku! HA-HA-HA-HA!"

Bukku's smile is wide and radiant as he laughs. Imari can't help smiling back. It was the first time she had ever heard Bukku laugh. It was a nice laugh.

Bukku races up the staircase tower. He's out of breathe, but his eyes sparkles with energy. He bursts open to the Royal Wizard's studies, "Kuroizado! Kuroizado! I was thinking we could—!" However, when the small fairy steps into the room, it's empty. The tall bookshelves were gone, his desk, all the spells and scrolls always scattered over on the floor. It was all gone.

"Kuroizado?" blinks Bukku as he looks around confused. The walls were blank and the floors were bare. There was…nothing. Like the enchanting room had lost all its colour. Everything felt dull and lifeless. "What the…?" Bukku takes off out of the room with panic piercing his heart. He sprints down the spiral staircase. He trips on one of the steps and fall on his face. But, he rapidly gets back on his feet and keeps going.

When he makes it to the bottom, Bukku runs through every corridor he could find, "Kuroizado! Where are—?!"

At the end of the western hallway, Bukku spots the white robe of the Royal Wizard. A wave of reflief washes over the young prince. "Kuroizado!" he calls.

The wizard stops in his tracks, but he doesn't turn around to face the prince. Bukku dashes over to him and faces his friend, "Kuroizado, please tell me what's going on~buku? What happened~buku? Why is your study room empty~buku? Why is everything gone~buku? Why—!"

Kuroizado crotches down and put his hand on the small fairy's shoulder. "I am sorry, Your Highness. But, the King and Queen have decided to would be best to…to send me away."

"W-What~buku?" gulps Bukku, "F-For how long~buku?"

The wizard gives Bukku a brave smile, "For a very long time. They banished me, Bukku."

Bukku chokes on his own breath, "B-Banished~buku! They banished you~buku? W-Why~buku? WHY~buku!"

Kuroizado's eyes soften. "King Sutori and Queen Peiji don't believe in dark magic like you and I do. They believe it will only cause destruction and misfortune for Fanciful Kingdom. I would be best…if I did not put their people in danger."

Bukku's eyes sadden. "B-But, that means…"

The Royal Wizards nods. "Yes, I'm afraid this means we will never see each other ever again."

"That's…that's stupid~buku!" exclaims Bukku. "You created dark magic to help the kingdom~buku! And they're banishing you for that~buku!"

Kuroizado pats the small prince on the head. "It is alright, Bukku." His eyes were calm and tender as he smiles at the young fairy. "Let us not give up so easily. We will still find a way to show all of Fanciful Kingdom how important dark magic could be. Don't give up hope, my son. Although our paths have broken apart in separate directions, we will always be connected."

Kuroizado turns and looks out through the long windows surrounding them in the corridor to the shimmering world. "I truly believe that my heart and tireless efforts will echo throughout ever inch of this kingdom. Forever."

Bukku's eyes tremble with tears. "Kuroizado…tsk~buku." With a shadowed face, Bukku takes off his red cape and hold it out to the wizard. "Then take this~buku."

Kuroizado blinks in surprise. "This was the first present I gave you when we first met. You don't want it anymore?"

"No, I want you to take it with you~buku," says Bukku. "So you…so you don't ever forget about me~buku!"

Kuroizado's eyes glow. He presses his forehead against Bukku's and smiles tenderly. "I could never forget you, Prince Bukku De La Hope Wish Von Dream Star." In a swirl of ivory-coloured light, the Royal Wizard was gone, but the rage blazing in Bukku's eyes remain.

"Hey, Imari! Catch!" calls Nijiko.

"Huh?" says Imari clueless. She turns her head and gets hit in the face by a Frisbee. With ghost eyes, Imari tips over and falls to the ground.

Nijiko looks down at her friend. "Did you catch it?"

Imari twitches in the grass, a perfect outline of the Frisbee on her face. "No."

"Nijiko!" Tomoka frowns, putting her hands on her hips. "What was that for? You didn't even give her a chance!"

Nijiko picks up the Frisbee and sticks out her tongue. "It's not my fault Imari has the reaction time of a sloth."

Tomoka rolls her eyes. "You're hopeless." She spins around on her heel and goes to walk away.

A mischievous smile spreads across Nijiko's face, "Hey, Tomoka! Think fast!" She whips the Frisbee at Tomoka's head.

In a gust of cold wind, Tomoka snaps her hand up and catches it inches from her head. Tomoka slowly turns around. Her blue-coloured eyes burn like ice as she glares Nijiko down. Nijiko and Imari look at each other with scared faces. "So, you wanna play then," Tomoka leers, tightening her grip. "Then, let's play!" Tomoka throws the Frisbee at Nijiko, "Mythical Stream!"

The Frisbee whizzes through the air and Nijiko quickly leaps into the air and grabs it. She looks at Tomoka, confused. But, when she giggles at herself, Nijiko bursts into a smile. "Bring it on! Magical Strike!" Nijiko throws it back to Tomoka and the two of them exchange a laugh.

"Hey, Imari!" beams Tomoka, "In coming! Blue Slash!" She throws the Frisbee and, this time, Imari manages to catch it.

"Yes!" smiles Imari, "Supreme smile power! Nijiko, Pinky Shoot!"

As the three friends continue to play, Bukku and Kuiru sit on the picnic blanket, eating away at the snacks.

Kuiru takes a bit of a strawberry sandwich and he immediately perks up. "I must say, I would not have pegged Cure Fable as the cooking-type~kuru. With her clumsy-nature and all~kuru."

Bukku glares at his brother, but can't help but agreement. "I thought the exact same thing when I first met her~buku. But, Suzukawa-san is full of surprises~buku." The younger prince watches the girls. "They all are~buku. It's what connects them~buku."

Kuiru glances at Bukku with a puzzled expression. "What connects them~kuru?" he repeats.

Bukku nods as he takes a bite of a dango. "I've wondered for a long time; what connects these girls~buku? What brings Imari, Tomoka, and Nijiko together as teammates and as friends~buku? But now, I finally know the answer~buku."

"Humour me, dear brother," coos Kuiru, narrowing his eyes.

"They've always been misunderstood~buku," explains Bukku. "People have always misjudged them~buku."

Tomoka. Everyone at Minwa Academy thinks she's cold and mean like an ice witch, but it's only just that because she's anxious and has troubles expressing her feelings. But, she's actually really sweet, respectful, and loyal. Nijiko. She came off like an arrogant show-off, but she is just passionate and dedicated to save her world and the world where her father is from. Then there's Imari. When I first met her, I thought she was a ditzy klutz and nothing more. But, she saved me. She ran into uncertain danger to protect someone she barely even knew and saved my life. She is a bit of an airhead, but Imari is so much more than that. I know that now. She's determined, kind, generous, and hopeful. This is what connects them together. Imari, Tomoka, and Nijiko, this is why they were chosen to become a team. Because, in this world, they felt all alone, didn't they? Like no one would ever understand them. But, they found each other and now they can grow stronger together.

Bukku chuckles to himself. "Kind of like me, I suppose~buku." Does that mean I'm connected to Imari, Tomoka, and Nijiko too? I mean, back when Kuroizado found me, I had no one. I was the Defective Prince, the Flightless Fairy until I finally found someone who understood how I felt. I could finally be my true self. But, do Imari, Tomoka, and Nijiko understand me? I don't know.

Bukku bursts into the throne room where his father, mother, and brother stand giving directions to a group of Royal Knights, "Why~buku?! Why did you do it~buku?!"

King Sutori pulls his attention away from the knights and faces his youngest son, "Bukku?"

Bukku storms into the room and pushes aside the knights, "Why~buku?! Tell me right now~buku!"

Bukku's mother, Queen Peiji, nods to the knights. "That will be all~piji."

If father was like the sky, mother was like the earth. A beautiful flower. She was a rose pink-coloured fairy with three bright pink petal-shaped markings on the side of her sea green eyes and a dual-pink heart mark on her forehead. She has orange and magenta-coloured leaf-shaped ears like Kuiru's. She wore a lime green shawl with a golden star pendent and a pale gold crown.

The Royal Knight bow and politely leave the throne room. Queen Peiji reaches her paw out to her son. "What's wrong, my beautiful boy~piji?"

Bukku smacks her paw away, his eyes burning with anger. "You banished him~buku! You banished Kuroizado, but he didn't do anything wrong~buku!"

Queen Peiji and King Sutori exchange a look with each other. "He was using dark magic, luv~piji. A forbidden art~piji. In the wrong hands, it could cause destruction and throw our kingdom into sorrowful darkness~piji. Believe me, we know~piji."

"T-That's crazy~buku!" cries Bukku. "Kuroizado wasn't trying to destroy Fanciful Kingdom~buku! He was only trying to—"

"Oh, would you wake up, Bukku!" snaps Kuiru. "Kuroizado played you~kuru! Played you like a fiddle~kuru! He was just using you to help with his evil plans~kuru!"

"No~buku," says Bukku, tightening his paws. "NO~buku! You're wrong~buku! Kuroizado loved Fanciful Kingdom~buku! He would do anything for this kingdom to make it stronger~buku! Kuroizado never had any evil intensions~buku!"

Kuiru rolls his eyes in disbelief. "Bukku, don't be an idiot~kuru."

"Oh! Oh! That cloud looks like an ice cream cone!"

The three girls are sprawls out on the grass, looking up at the fluffy, white clouds in the vast sky. For them, it was beautiful moment of bliss. They're shoes are discarded beside them as they feel the soft grass against their back and bare feet. The sun is tepid, but the gentle breeze was enough to keep them cool. Everything is perfect.

Tomoka points to a bigger cloud, "That one kind of looks like a dragon. See the eyes and nose?"

"Oh, yeah," grins Imari. "I see it! Nice one, Tomoka!"

Nijiko snickers. "Looks more like a fat pony to me."

The girls laugh and lay in the grass soundly, taking in the peace and quiet.

Nijiko breaks the silence. "You know, I've been thinking about this for a long while. Kuiru said that there's supposed to be four of us. I wonder who the fourth teammate it, you know?"

Tomoka bobs her head. "Yeah, I've been throwing around that question too. The Pretty Cure of Love. That could be anybody, couldn't it?"

She stretches her hands up to the sky, blocking the sun and squeezing her hand closed. "I mean, I'm a straight-A student and daughter to the top doctor in Yūkibarano. The Pretty Cure of Wisdom suits me pretty well. Nijiko, you're father was a wizard from another world, so the Pretty Cure of Magic goes hand-in-hand with you. And Imari has the determination of the Pretty Cure of Dreams…"

"…but, the Pretty Cure of Love has so many different angles," agrees Nijiko. "Family love, friend love, romantic love. It's a tuffy."

"Then, who would you pick?" asks Imari. "I mean, if you guys could chose. Who would you want to be the final member? Personally, I would definitely pick my best friend Yū-chan!"

Tomoka smiles gently at her friend. "Well, I would pick Kashima. But, I don't think he could be a very successful magical girl. I can't even imagine; 'I am Masato Kashima, the cute Pretty Cure of Love in a miniskirt!'"

Nijiko bolts up and flicks Tomoka in the nose. "Don't you dare put that image in my head!"

Imari giggles. "Who would you pick, Nijiko?"

Nijiko sighs. "Well, if you'd asked me this a couple of months ago, I would have picked my best friend too. But…"

"Really? Who was that?" asks Imari, tipping her head to the side.

Nijiko lies down with her hands behind her head, "Rio-chan."

"…"

"…"

"…Oh."

Tomoka gives Imari a funny look. "That wasn't the earth-bending reaction I was expecting, Imari."

"Tomoka," states Imari. "Nijiko is the daughter of a wizard from another world and a magical girl who fights evil monsters. Rio Aramaki being her best friend once upon a time is the most believable thing I've heard all month!"

Linda silently stands in front of her magic mirror, watching the girls and listening to their laughter. It was like a poison. Seeing their smiles makes her heart twist. Like a bug crawling under her skin, itching and taunting her with its existence. She looks on at them with pure hatred. Linda grabs the frame of her mirror and squeezes it. Her breathe deepens as her nails dig in. Around the magic mirror, small crack appears from the pressure.

A twisted smile spreads across Linda's face. "You will not win. Do you hear me, you pathetic worms? Kuroizado-sama will take over this world." She licks her lips. "And seeing you suffer will bring me true joy!"

"Yep, Linda has lost her marbles," chimes in Thames as he strolls into the room with his arms tucked behind his head. He slumps down at her desk and puts up his legs.

"Oh no, Thames," smirks Linda. "I haven't thought more clearly." She waves her hand over the magic mirror and the image of the three girls disappears.

Thames takes out a lollipop and pops it in his mouth. "Well then, li'l lady, you gotta better plan then dramatically appearin' and gettin' out butts handed to us when the PreCure defeat our Endingu."

"That's why I have a better plan for defeat the PreCure," states Linda.

"Weave me a tale of woe, Linda," Thames grins, swirling his lollipop in-between his lips.

Linda paces back and forth in the room. "We're beings of darkness, not heroes. Since when did we have to fight fair? We should attack them with more than one Endingu."

"Uh, we did that already," Thames points out.

"Yeah, two-against-two," snorts Linda. "This time…we won't give them a chance. We'll send an army!"

Thames smiles wickedly, "Now we're talkin'!" He cracks his knuckles and jumps out of her chair. "I'll go fetch Xoanon! This is gonna be fun!"

"EHHHH!" exclaims Imari with tears in her eyes. "Prince Bukku! Kuiru! You eat all of the food!" The fairy brothers are lying on their backs with plump bellies and crumbs all over their faces.

Bukku lets out a satisfied burp. "We couldn't help it~buku. It was sooo good~buku."

"Y-You ate all of the anpan?!" stammers Imari with a twitching eye.

"You mean though sweet rolls filled with the red bean paste filling~buku?" says Bukku, patting his belly. "Now those were good~buku!"

"Even you, Kuiru?" pouts Nijiko with hands on her hips.

"I am ashamed~kuru," murmurs Kuiru with a grumbling belly. "But, those choco bananas had me under their powerful spell~kuru."

"You guys are unbelievable," Tomoka sighs, crossing her arms, "And you're supposed to be well-mannered princes. Whatever happened to ladies first?"

"They were dethroned by a delicious batch of dumplings~buku," claims Bukku, licking his lips.

The three girls roll their eyes in unison, "Un-be-live-able."

"Are you teddy bears enjoyin' your picnic?"

The group's freezes in place and their smiles vanish. The girls jerk their attention to the sky where the Dark Charm Knights appear out of thin air. Their leader, Linda, was, of course, in the center. It really is a shame; she could have been so beautiful if it wasn't for those garnet red eyes filled with pure hatred and evil. Thames was cheekily sticking his tongue out at them and Xoanon stood behind them with crossed arms, flexing his muscles to scare the girls. But, they don't even flinch.

"The Dark Charm Knights," hisses Nijiko with disgust.

"Of course," Tomoka sighs.

Imari steps forward in from of her friends. "Tomoka, Nijiko," she says, give them a cute grin. "Let's make sure they don't ruin this beautiful day for everyone."

"Imari," smiles Tomoka graciously, "Yeah! Let's transform!"

The three girls take out their PreHeartBooks and open the pages, weaving their hands over the stories and becoming consumed by their radiant light. "Pretty Cure, Unlock my Story!"

In a mix of pink, blue, and green light, the girls transform into PreCure. "Story of Dreams…Cure Fable!" announces the pink legendary warrior.

"Story of Wisdom…Cure Mythical!" beams the Blue PreCure.

"Story of Magic…Cure Enchant!" calls the PreCure rocking the green.

The three join together into their pose. "Monsters corrupted by darkness, we will return your happy ending to you! We are…Fairytale Pretty Cure!"

"They're real ugly ducklings, ain't they," snickers Thames, sitting crisscross in the sky. "From bleh!-I-could-just-throw-up to meh-not-bad-but-I-would-still-throw-up!"

"What did you say, you little punk?!" snaps Cure Enchant with raging eyes.

"Yikes," chuckles Thames. "So, this one's gotta sharp tongue to her."

"I'm gonna whip your butt, Gingerbread Man!"

"A hothead too," he adds.

"Just back down," confronts Cure Mythical with crossed arms. "We are stronger now than we were at the beginning. You can't win."

Linda gives her a disgusted sneer. "Tsk. Arrogant, are we now."

"DON'T UNDERESTIMATE KUROIZADO-SAMA'S POWER, YOU LITTLE BRAT!" roars Xoanon.

"Kuroizado-sama demands the prince," states Linda. "We will never rest until he fulfilled his wish."

Kuiru's eyes widen in surprise. "Kuroizado…is looking for me~kuru? But…why?"

To everyone's astonishment, Linda bursts out laughing. Cure Fable's eyes fill with worry. It wasn't a fluffy laugh; it was wicked and sounded unwell. Sick and distorted—mad—like a mad scientist. I didn't think she was capable of such an ugly laugh.

"Oh, Kuroizado-sama isn't interested in you, Prince Kuiru Noble Heart Glory Sky," cackles Linda. "He desires the one and only Defective Prince, the Flightless Fairy himself."

The Blue and Green PreCure exchange a perplexed look. "What do you want with Fairy-san?" asks Cure Mythical with a shaky voice.

Bukku's face is shadowed, "I…I—!"

"—Well, you can't have him!" Bukku jumps in surprise and looks up to see Cure Fable standing in front of him. She turns her head and smiles at the small fairy, "Don't worry, Prince Bukku. We won't let them get you."

"Cure Fable," breathes Bukku with sparkling eyes.

"ENOUGH OF THIS!" growls Xoanon, thrusting his arm to his side. "YOU THINK YOU'RE SO TUFF, HUH? THEN LET'S SEE HOW YOU CAN HANDLE OUR ENDINGU!" The Dark Charm Knights reach for their Endingu Dolls chained around their waists.

"Get ready, you guys," warns Cure Enchant as she reaches her fists for a fight.

The Dark Charm Knights unhook the Endingu Dolls and exchange a twisted look. In unison, they raise their hands out and drop the Endingu Dolls. The moment they touch the ground, an explosion of dark magic spreads across Midori Park. By the touch of black-and-magenta mist, the grass turns from soft-green to dark and dry. The dark magic swirls over the gardens and the flowers wilt. In the storm of dark magic, three pairs of glowing red eyes beam through the darkness and the Endingu charge out of the fog of wicked light.

The PreCure quickly recognize the fairytales. The first was the Swan Queen; a glorious swan. But, it wasn't a beautiful white swan; it was a black swan with scruffy feathers that looked just as sharp. The second was Thumbelina; a terrifying fairy with black, wounded wings, snow white-skin with a ting of purple, and wore dark grey dress. The final one was the Nutcracker; who never seemed scared Cure Fable until then. Its suit was pure-black with silver guards and a sharp, black sword. Its pale face was blank, but its huge jaws open and crushed down hard like it could crack anything it touches with its stone teeth. That thought sends a shiver down Cure Fable's spine.

Without warning, the Swan Queen Endingu lashes out, attacking Cure Fable with its snapping bill. The pink warrior quickly jumps back and puts up her arms to block the strike.

"Endingu!" The other follow suit.

Thumbelina soars at Cure Mythical, the Nutcracker pulls out its dark blade and charges at Cure Enchant. Thumbelina delivers a flurry of punches at the blue warrior, but she manages to guard herself with her arms.

The Nutcracker slashes down his sword, "Magic Armour!" The light green glow around Cure Enchant protects her from the sword and luckily she doesn't get harmed.

Cure Fable had to concentrate on her own fight. The Swan Queen waves one of its wings at her and the feathers detach and shoot out at her like knives, "Dreaming Bounce!" Cure Fable shoots into the air and dodges the attack. But, when the pink warrior looks up, she sees that the dark swan had follower her and flown into the air.

"Endingu!" The Swan Queen Endingu lifts its wing into the air and slams down on Cure Fable. She smashes to the floor.

The Swan Queen falls down, but Cure Fable wouldn't give the monster to luxury of sitting on her face, "Dream Bubble!" The pink-coloured bubble shields the legendary warrior and the Endingu bounces right off.

"Fable! Help!" Cure Fable hears the cry from Cure Mythical and turns to see that the Thumbelina Endingu is showering a strange pale-yellow powder over her teammate. The Blue PreCure starts coughing from the powder and collapses to her knees.

"Mythical!" calls out Cure Fable as she tries to run over to her friends, but was struck in the side by the wing of the Swan Queen Endingu. She topples over and falls down to her side. "Leave me alone!" cries Cure Fable, "Pinky Shoot!"

She releases a beam of pink light at the Swan Queen's face. "Endingu!" The monster cries out as it ruffles it black-coloured feather to its blinded eyes. Cure Fable took this chance to race over to Cure Mythical.

"Fable KaBoom!" Cure Fable doesn't hold back as she unleashes an explosion of light right in Thumbelina's face.

"Endingu!" whimpers the Thumbelina Endingu as the Pink PreCure reaches the Blue PreCure.

Cure Fable swings her friend's arm around her shoulder and puts her arm around her waist. "Are you alright, Mythical?"

"Yeah, I'm okay," puffs Cure Mythical, a bit out of breathe, "Thanks, Fable."

"Okay. Great. Now can you guys help me?!" Fable and Mythical turn and each share a sweat drop on the side of their heads. Their friend is stuck in the Nutcracker Endingu's mouth, holding it up with her arms and legs.

"Uh…yeah," says Fable and Mythical at the same time. The two exchange a nod and jump into the air, "Double PreCure Kick!"

Cure Fable kicks the left side of the Nutcracker's jaw and Cure Mythical kicks the right and Cure Enchant leaps out of its mouth, "Emerald Flash!" She turns around a delivers a spark of bright green light into the monster's mouth.

"ENDINGU!" chokes the Nutcracker as its teeth cracks by her power.

The three PreCure stand side-by-side and Cure Fable takes out her PreHeartBook. "How about we end this?"

"Sounds good," nods Cure Enchant, giving her a thumbs-up.

Cure Fable opens up her pink PreHeartBook and the Pinocchio Fairytale Puppet pops out of the pages, "Pinocchio Marionette Constrictor!"

The Pinocchio Puppet raises its tiny doll arms and a storm of strings fly out and launch at all three Endingu. The strings wrap around the Swan Queen, Thumbelina, and the Nutcracker Endingu. Then, the Pinocchio Puppet brings the three of them together and wraps them up in a ball of monsters. "Endingu! Endingu! Endingu!"

The monsters try to break free, but the power of the Fairytale Puppet was too strong. As the Endingu continue to try and get unstuck, the PreCure of Dreams, Wisdom, and Magic circle them. Each of them open up their PreHeartBook and become consumed by pink, blue, and green sparkles. A white spell circle surrounds the Swan Queen, Thumbelina, and the Nutcracker Endingu.

"Pretty Cure…Trilogy Radiance!"

"Ending…" The three Endingu becomes embellished with pure-white light and swirls of pink, blue, and green twinkles. In a spark of vivid light, the monsters are captures in a radiant storm of rainbow-coloured light and their bodies of darkness purify into innocent Fairytale Puppets. The Swan Queen returns to the beauty of a princess in a feathery white dress, Thumbelina is a cute fairy with pink wings and a green dress, and the Nutcracker smiles in its red and golden uniform and silver sword. The Fairytale Puppets disappears inside the PreCure's PreHeartBooks and they close them shut.

"We did it!" cheers Cure Fable. Cure Enchant and Cure Mythical exchange a smile.

Kuiru nods his head. "Yes~kuru. Good job—!"

"We're not done yet."

The three PreCure look up and spot Linda standing overhead. Cure Fable's eyes widen with terror as she sees the warp smile on the leader's face.

"We're not letting the princely brat escape," Linda states with piercing eyes, "Even if I have to rip him from your lifeless hands myself!"

"Not good," curses Cure Enchant under her breathe. "She sounds real serious about that."

"Why?" confronts Cure Fable, standing up to Linda. "Why are you after Prince Bukku?"

"Like we'd ever tell ya!" snorts Thames.

He only gets shoved away by Linda who eyes down Cure Fable. Both with unwavering focus. Linda breaks the tension with a bitter laugh. "You know, I don't even know why you would defend the prince rut. He's a traitor and a coward. And that's all he'll ever be."

Fable, Mythical, and Enchant are frozen in place when the words hit them.

"A…traitor?" echoes Cure Facle.

"A…coward?" breathes Cure Mythical.

Linda blinks in surprise, but turns into a wicked smirk. "What? You mean he didn't tell you? Not even the great Prince Kuiru." She snickers. "Oh my, this is tooooo much!"

"Fairy-san, what is she talking about?" demands Cure Mythical.

Bukku is silent, looking down at the ground with a shadowed face. Kuiru looks away from him in disgust.

"Well, you see Fairytale Pretty Cure," grins Linda wickedly. "Prince Bukku helped Kuroizado-sama destroy Fanciful Kingdom!"

Next Time on Fairytale Pretty Cure!

Imari: Prince Bukku? What is Linda talking about?

Bukku: It's my fault~buku.

Nijiko: What do you mean?

Bukku: My fault~buku

Tomoka: What are you saying, Fairy-san?

Bukku: It's all my fault~buku.

Imari: How A Kingdom Falls! Part 2!