Nobody Ever Suspects the Butterfly
Author's Note: Enjoy the story and R&R.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to or of Soaring Sky! Pretty Cure.
Summary:
When obeying the speed limit is no longer the goal.
"Bigger isn't always better!"
This wasn't a hard rule for Battamonda. If it were, he wouldn't have infused all that Undergu Energy into his new humungo-sized Ranborg.
It was a coward's play, and Battamonda hadn't listened. He'd raised a hand to Ageha's cherished people after she'd warned him not to, therefore Cure Butterfly was coming to collect and make good on her threat.
He wouldn't be forgiven.
He'd regret it (whether he lived to regret it was an open question).
She had what the others didn't have: age and wisdom.
King cursed? Queen cursed? Monster-of-the-week causing you to lose sleep, and disturbing your practicum?
The fastest route from here to their victory over the Undergu Empire was through the Ranborg in Ageha's big honking car, on a full tank of gas.
"Get in Precures, we're going Precuring!"
Updraft Shining served the Precures well throughout their many battles.
The newly attained Titanic Rainbow Attack packed a peck!
But what's stronger than two Precures uniting hands and combining their powers? Why, four Precures stirring their powers into something special! A team effort, obviously!
Four Precures. One for each wheel on the four-wheel drive. One to take the wheel. The one with a license…TO KILL!
Ageha's Hummer vroomed menacingly toward the Ranborg.
"Butterfly! The speed! Watch your speed!" Prism shouted over Ellee-chan's excitement; Prism, afraid they were gonna die, and Ellee-chan having a blast.
"How fast are we going?" Sky still hadn't wrapped her head around the mechanical miracles of the world existing next to hers.
This was a Pretty (alco)Holic departure from the Hijiri Ageha who sang about safety on the road.
Soar along the road
To the furthest point!
Piyo Piyo, Piyo Piyo-chan!
Legal! We obey the speed limit!
Remember that?
Piyo-chan was more a Truck-kun.
"All right, everybody! Let's show that coward what we're made of! All together now!" Ageha could've been leading her nursery school class in a song.
"Precure! Butterfly Gigaton Press!"
The Ranborg was run over so badly, it wasn't purified, but straight up isekai'd over to Skyland!
Forget their Sky Mirages. Forget the Mix Palette. This was the only way to travel.
Colourfully. In style. Behind tons of Ranborg-busting steel!
"Ageha-san! Whatwasthat?"
"You did wish our Titanic Rainbow Attack was cooler, Wing!"