[Canon Bump | Video]

[bag_has_snapped]

[The video snaps on and we see the outside of Tsubomi's school. Looks like everyone's getting ready for the upcoming festival and...

...the sounds of panic echo through the air as an odd Desertrian - resembling a film projector - looms on top of one of the school rooftops. On one side, you can see Tsubomi, Erika and Itsuki and on the other, there's the members of Erika's Fashion Club, the class photographer Kanae Tada and the inspiring mangaka Keiji Ban.]

There's no way I can make a movie by tomorrow...

Movie?
Movie?

Tsubomi...! [And Chypre floats up behind Tsubomi, a small orb in her hands] It was a boy from the movie research club that had his Heart Flower stolen!

Sugiyama-kun...!

[And the monster makes its move as it leaps away and begins to attack! As it does, Itsuki turns to Erika and Tsubomi]

I'll give the evacuation order on the school intercom!

Okay!

And we'll go and tr-- [More screams] Oh, no! We'll hafta evacuate everyone first!

Yeah!

[As Itsuki is giving the order and Tsubomi and Erika are helping with the evacuation, Ban says something that causes the two staying behind pause.]

Don't worry, the Precure'll be here to save us! [A few more moments pass. Still no Cures.] Oh! Why aren't the Precure here yet?!

...Yeah, where are they?

Mou, just what are the Precure doing?!

Yeah, really... ...then... Tsubomi and I are going... [Erika grabs Tsubomi and starts to leave before...]

Hey! Where do you think you two are going?!

Eh?!
Eh?!

It's really dangerous if we don't stick together!

Mou, just let us transform already!

[Things are still getting worse - Tsubomi and Erika can't get away from the others, Itsuki's still warning people and the monster's focusing its attention now on one of the school signs, smashing it. Things are getting desperate.]

I'm sorry, but we really gotta go--

Stop!

[And in the distance, the monster turns to face the one who said that... Cure Moonlight! Oh, there's Yuri!]

A silver Precure!

If the movie won't make it in time... then the festival just shouldn't happen!

[And thus, we have the beginnings of a Cure Moonlight beatdown.]

(OoC:Augh! *collapses*

Guide: Normal text = Tsubomi
Pink text = Chypre
Blue text = Erika
Yellow text = Itsuki
Purple text = Yuri
Bold text = Ban
Italics = Kanae
Bold + Italics = Desertrian

Replies would be sometime after the fight.)

Comments

[pikapikapikarin]

I'm honestly surprised this hasn't happened SOONER.

[bag_has_snapped]

I know. It was so embarrassing...

[pikapikapikarin]

And this is just with three Precure. I cannot imagine how bad it would be if all five of us managed to get rallied up like that.

[bag_has_snapped]

I have to wonder if the other teams went through something like that before...

[pikapikapikarin]

It's all very possible. There's a lot of team history we've yet to cover after all.

[shiningwaters]

Are you all okay?

[bag_has_snapped]

We're fine. I was afraid, though, that we'd have to blow our identities had Yuri not shown up.

[shiningwaters]

It's a relief you managed to avoid it. How is everything going with the show?

[bag_has_snapped]

It's... coming along great, just... I'm nervous now.

[shiningwaters]

Do you need any help?

[iwontforgivethis]

... I guess your powers don't have the built in "No one who isn't a Precure seems to remember most of it" after a fight's over, do they?

[bag_has_snapped]

Nuh-uh. A lot of people here know about the Precure, really. Thankfully, they don't know who the Precure are.

[iwontforgivethis]

Oh. Yeah... that'd make things pretty awkward.

[ And probably a lot harder to get anywhere as far as fighting went. People begging for autographs wasn't a good thing when a battle was going on and you were trying to get to it. And that wasn't even getting into the impossibility of having a normal life again. ]

[fightbymoonlight]

We really should think of something to prevent this from happening again. Next time I might not happen to be nearby when it happens.

[bag_has_snapped]

I guess I should have slipped away without Erika. Or her without me. At the very least, we could have given each other time...