Though the sun had barely risen in the sky yet, Kaede was already wide awake and busy, sprinting around the track with her teammates. This year, as a third year at South Ridge, she had a lot of her underclassman to impress so they would consider staying on the team for another year. They had their first meet during the upcoming weekend, meaning that their coach would show no mercy when it came to training.

"Alright, girls, push on, push on! No pressure no diamonds, ladies!" Hearing her coach's words inspired Kaede to go even faster, much to her underclassmen's amazement. By the time the coach had blown her whistle however, Kaede had hunched over in near defeat, sweat dripping down her face and onto the track below. Still, she smiled in appreciation, and mouthed a wordless thank you as an underclassman handed her her bright blue water bottle. Taking a long drink, she took one last swipe to the last of the sweat on her forehead before finally walking into the school to get changed in her regular clothes for the day.

As they were all dressing out, their coach gave them one last reminder. "Alright girls, remember we meet at 9:00 am Saturday here so we can catch the busses. If your not here, you run to catch up! Now, go hit the showers!"


Later in the morning, as Alana's alarm clock rang, Alana quickly stretched before getting out of bed for the morning. "Hmm... I'm getting so excited, I can hardly wait any longer! I want to meet the other Pretty Cures!" Alana made sure to put on her Bond Bracelet, knowing full well that she would probably forget about it completely if she didn't do it then. "Today, I have choir again!" Even though what happened yesterday would have made more sense in a dream, she was certain that it had all actually happened. After all, Bobble was still here, currently fast asleep inside the bracelet, and Bobble was the one who had transformed her into a Pretty Cure in the first place, meaning that the previous day's events must've actually happened in real life.

Upon hearing Alana's voice however, Bobble rubbed his eyes and slowly woke up. "Good morning Alana. It's good that you're liking being a Pretty Cure so far, but I don't want you to jinx it-bo. After all, we are fighting against people who want to get rid of everybody's friendships-bo. And risking that would be very, very bad, for both your world and mine-bo!"

"That's true...Anyways, I don't want to be late! I need to get to school and find more Pretty Cure, after all!"

Alana quickly got ready and rushed downstairs, where her mother was making her family a pancake breakfast. "Good morning, Alana! How'd you sleep?"

"Same as usual, mom. How about you?"

"I slept pretty well, but I had the strangest dream that you or one of your sisters had bought this strange toy home-I think it was some sort of alien doll-"

Alana had completely spaced out by that point until her eyes had wandered over to the clock, which currently read 8:45. "Oh no! We're going to be late! Chihaya, Eri let's go!"

Chihaya whined. "Aww, but our pancakes are-"

"Look, would you rather have pancakes or make it to the bus on time?" Chihaya sighed as the three of them walked out the door after saying her daily goodbyes to her mother and father.

Alana and her sisters sprinted towards the bus stop, just narrowly catching up with the bus before it continued down the street towards their school without them, ending with their bus driver giving them a strict talking to about the importance of being on time. She'd looked around to see if she could find Takara again, but once she knew she'd be sitting alone, she whispered into her wrist. "Alright Bobble, it's time to make the Friendship Pretty Cure force grow by four times!"


Little did Alana know that the members of The Negative were all gathered sitting in their hidden manor and carefully watching her every move through their magical mirror, all the while planning their own strategy for their attack of the day. "Did you hear that, Douleur? That foolish Pretty Cure thinks she'll even have a chance of discovering the new Pretty Cure!" Enemie snickered at his rival's plan. "Even if she's able to, Whatever they do, it will all be a waste of time on their part. From what I can see of her, Desire's hopes and dreams are growing darker and darker day by day." Enemie said as he opened a physical chart of the villaness's progress as Desire.

"Yes, yes, that's all true I agree with everything that you're saying, sir. I must say, my darling Dark Desire is coming into her new powers quite nicely. In fact, when she's fully trained, it will be impossible for those Pretty Cure brats to defeat her."

"I want you to forget about the future, for a moment Douleur. We need to find a way to defeat those Pretty Cure now, first of all."

"Yes, yes, sir I agree completely with everything that you're saying. You can leave it in my care me to stop them this time, sir."


Meanwhile, at South Ridge Middle School Alana was now sitting in her choir block, and, since it was the middle of the day, they were all heading to the cafeteria for lunch. "Oh! Madoka, you'll never guess what happened to me last class! Or, did you already see it?" Alana smiled as she sat down in her usual spot, across the table from Madoka. Her heart was racing, and she would do anything to find another Pretty Cure partner. The thought of her fellow Pretty Cure being anyone that she knew excited her- it was a mystery because she knew a lot of people, but it was also fun, because she'd get to know them even better than before, and that's what a true friendship was all about in her mind.

"What was it, Alana? You seem excited to tell me, though, so I bet it's something good." Despite all of the positive connotations that usually came when a person said something along those lines, Madoka's face was still void of any noticeable happiness. Her eyes, while considerably less puffy than the day before, seemed to be stuck looking towards one thing, and her mouth definitely didn't form a smile.

Madoka's vision was soon sidetracked by a white sphere that had somehow bounced out of Alana's bracelet. "Ah, Alana, I think one of the beads fell off of your bracelet just now, let me get it."

"Nope, I'm not a bead from a bracelet, but I am Bobble-bo!"

"Bobble, this is my friend Madoka! She loves singing just as much, maybe even more than I do!" Madoka fought off the urge to give Alana an ice-cold glare as she muttered under her breath. "Of course, I love singing more than you do. After all, I don't take it for granted."

"It's nice to meet-" Bobble, noticing Alana's dark-haired friend, quickly retreated back into the Bond Bracelet. Bobble knew what Madoka's true identity was, and there was a high chance that this wasn't going to turn out well for either of the parties who were involved. He was sure that Alana was right and that Madoka was usually a very sweet girl, but maybe that was when she wasn't under the controlling influence of a thousand-year-old darkness.

"Alright, now I know for a fact that's not normal for him. Bobble, will you please tell me what's wrong?"

Bobble whispered, trying not to attract attention to either of them as they crouched under the cafeteria table. "I'm really sorry, Alana, but something about Madoka just makes me really nervous."

"There's no reason to be nervous, Bobble! Madoka is really nice and I think you'll love her, so please come back out." Alana was concerned about her new friend now. Just yesterday, he had been so open, outgoing and friendly, but now he was hiding back in her bracelet?

"No, it's not that I'm nervous-bo, I mean, I'll tell you later-bo!" He said, before curling back up and going back into Alana's bracelet.

"I'm really sorry, Madoka, I don't know why he started acting like that all of a sudden. He was super friendly before, I promise."

"It's alright, Alana. Sometimes people get nervous in front of new faces, it happens. Although I swear I've seen someone- or is it more of a something? Anyways, that thing was like Bobble, I think. Or maybe I'd be thinking of seeing something else? When I saw him, it was a pretty long time ago..."

"Hmm... well, Bobble told me he just came down to Earth for the first time yesterday morning, so I guess that you are thinking of something else."

As they thought to themselves about the mysteries surrounding Bobble and his reaction to Madoka, Alana noticed another one of their friends, Kaede, coming over to their table. "Kaede! Over here!" Alana waved her hands around, giving Kaede a signal to meet them at their favorite lunch table.

"Sorry I'm late, you two. I just felt like I needed to get a few more shots in during Gym class, is all." Kaede's face was bright red, and she was sweating so hard that she looked as if though she risked collapsing at any moment, but she had clearly enjoyed herself, and to Alana that was all that mattered.

"That's alright, Kaede! We know how passionate our future sports star is when it comes to doing what she loves the most!" Alana kept on smiling and being her typical positive self, remaining blissfully unaware of the fact that Madoka's expression had suddenly changed into one of anger and distrust.


Alana's laughter was soon after interrupted by the fact that the whole cafeteria had been engrossed in the familiar murky purple shadows from the last time a Kiraino attacked their school. But Kaede, for some reason, was still standing with Alana, having been spared from the shadow's time freezing effects. The reason became clear when a blue Bond Bracelet shined onto Kaede's wrist. "Alana, look! We have matching bracelets now!"

Alana sighed in disbelief, then shook her head. She loved Kaede, she really did, but sometimes, she thought that girl could never get a hold of the big picture if her life depended on it. Which now, in an ironic twist, it actually did.

"Kaede, I know you might think that I've gone bananas when I tell you all of this, but I need you to press the silver button on the bracelet and say "Light of Friends Pretty Cure!" I'll do it with you, okay?"

Kaede, completely unaware of what Alana was trying to drag her into, did as she said. She could then see herself glowing blue energy, her appearance changing drastically. "Reaching out your inner feelings! Cure Courage!"

"Courage, do what your coaches tell you to do in soccer! Attack the ball, and then try to let out all of your power!"

Cure Courage nodded back at Sweet and took off dashing towards the ball at her highest speed. She had noticed she had gotten a lot more light on her feet than she last remembered, seemingly being on top of the ball in the blink of an eye. After she had struck the ball with a kick, she decided to finally come up with an attack, like Alana had suggested.

"Alright! Now to show you what a courageous heart can really unleash! Pretty Cure! Courageous Thunder!" With her incantation completed, Cure Courage had released a bolt of light blue lightning from her hands, which she had folded into the shape of an open triangle. The lightning stunned the ball, which shrunk it down back to its original size and removed its piercing yellow gaze.

She was tired from the battle, but Alana's eyes glistened with joy when she realized that she's completed her goal. "Well, it looks I found another Pretty Cure partner! You looked so cool as Cure Courage, Kaede."

"Well, I mean, frills and ribbons aren't exactly my preferred style, but the fighting was pretty cool! Speaking of fighting, how did I get these magic powers anyway? Are you some sort of wizard now, Alana?"

"Hey Bobble, now that Kaede is an official Pretty Cure, how about you tell her the story of why this is happening?"

"Will do, Alana-bo!" Bobble's stomach growled, and he covered it in embarrassment. I'll tell her right after I can get something to eat! I don't know about you girls, but my hunger is killing me!"