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Cure Royal’s (Aka Kinger’s) Introduction

This is part of a precure/magical girl x TADC au!

“It’s been awfully calm recently,” Ragatha commented as the group made their trek down a sidewalk. They weren’t going anywhere specific. They all had just started hanging out more often, just the six.

To be honest, the sudden growth of Pomni’s friend group was a little overwhelming. It had always just been just her and Ragatha, really. Now with Bubble, Gangle, Zooble, and the most recent addition, Jax, Pomni couldn’t help but feel like she was being slightly suffocated.

Six friends were enough.

“Calm?” Pomni repeated. Her brows furrowed as her gaze went up to Ragatha’s face. It seemed the rest of the Precure were confused as well. What with helping Gangle run a booth at the convention, Zooble’s concert, and Ragatha taking over her parent’s shop, life had been hectic.

“Precure-wise, I mean. Haven’t you noticed that no one’s been attacking us?” She explained with a troubled sigh.

“It’s not normally like this?” Jax’s brows raised with shock.

“No! In fact… ever since you came along, everything seems to have died down!”

The group went quiet, contemplating that information. It was true… but they couldn’t really understand why.

After the moment of silence, a snicker escaped Jax’s lips.

“Well, then you should be thanking me! I’m so good at battle, maybe the Precure should just be me!”

But as everyone seemed to chuckle at that claim, a meek voice piped up. All eyes landed on Gangle as she furrowed her brows and stared up at Jax.

“You aren’t the only one that’s good at fighting… the point of Precure is that we’re a team. Not to mention… the silence could be because they’re planning something.”

Everyone exchanged awkward glances after that comment, clearly opposed to her reply.

“Gangle, he was just joking! Don’t worry about it!”

The rest agreed with Ragatha’s claim, murmuring their thoughts as well.

“Oh… I’m sorry.”

And with that, the situation was dropped and the five continued walking.

Wait… five?

Pomni furrowed her brows and counted the group again in her mind.

Jax, Ragatha, Gangle, Zooble, Pomni.

Someone was missing….

“… What’s up with you?” She heard Zooble question.

“I really feel like we’re missing a person….” Looking around, Pomni searched deep into the crevices of her mind to figure out who the sixth being of the group was.

It was all quiet as the gears in her head turned, until finally….

“… Bubble!”

Everyone turned, startled by Pomni’s cry, but that shock quickly transformed into panic.

“What happened to his leash?!”

Everyone whirled around to look at Gangle since it was her turn to take care of Bubble. Stuck in the spotlight, Gangle started to tear up and shrink away from the group.

“I’m so sorry! I- I didn’t notice he had slipped out!”

“How do you not notice that?!”

No longer able to hold her cries, Gangle burst into tears and dropped the leash.

“He doesn’t weigh anything! I’m sorry!” Her blubbers were incomprehensible after that.

Before Gangle was condemned anymore, Ragatha stepped in and placed a hand on her shoulder.

“Don’t worry about it, we’ll find him, okay? No one is angry at you, I prom-“

“I am.”

Jax’s joke only made Gangle sob more, now falling to her knees.

Keeping her hand on her shoulder, Ragatha turned back to the group and smiled calmly.

“I want you to find Bubble. I’ll stay here and… try to take care of Gangle.”

Pomni was hesitant, but before she knew it, both Zooble and Jax were off in search of Bubble.

With a yelp, she skittered after them. The two seemed more casual than Pomni would have liked, but as long as they were actually looking, she didn’t mind.

And so, the three started searching high and low, occasionally calling Bubble’s name.

They were at it for a good few minutes until Jax groaned and stretched.

“Well, I’m bored. Do you mind if I get lunch?”

Pomni frantically crawled out of the bush she was looking in and scrambled up to him.

“You can’t! What- What about Bubble?”

“Eh, Bubble’s dead.”

Pomni was about to retort, but she was interrupted by a loud “Yeeewouch!”

The three went completely silent and simply stared at each other for a moment.

“... Did someone seriously yell ‘Yewouch’?” Zooble seemed more agitated than they already were, although Pomni wasn’t sure how something like shouting “Yewouch” could be upsetting.

It took her a few seconds of thought before Pomni let out a gasp, her worries coming right back.

“Do you think Bubble did something?!”

“Oh god.”

And before anyone said anything else, Zooble was already on their way to the source of the yelp. It was unlike them to participate this much in something like this….

Pomni didn’t really understand it, but she didn’t have time to stand any longer. With Jax now ahead of her, Pomni started to sprint as fast as her short legs could take her (which wasn’t that fast). It wasn’t long before she heard a cacophony of three different voices all shouting different things.

Rounding the corner, Pomni and Jax stopped in front of a rickety blue house that seemed to be on the verge of falling apart. The front door seemed to be kicked open (as seen by the hole at the bottom), and next to the door was an open window.

Sharing a look, the two entered the house, which seemed a lot cleaner on the inside than it was on the outside. As the two explored the area full of antiques and knicknacks, the shouts grew louder until finally, they found the source of the noise in the living room.

In one corner was a balding old man in pajamas yelping and screaming incoherently.

In the middle of the room, Zooble and Bubble seemed to be arguing, both talking over each other.

Pomni hadn’t seen Zooble so angry ever since their parents tried to kick them out of their own house. Lately, she had noticed Zooble seemed to care a lot more about the precure than they had before. She always wondered what caused the change.

“You can’t just bite old people,” Zooble seethed, holding the bridge of her nose.

“He tastes like magic!”

“Does it look like I care?”

“Yes!”

“Oh my god.”

“Uhm…” Pomni wanted to interject, but honestly, she knew better than to. Jax, however, did not. Or perhaps he did and just didn’t care.

“Are you two done? I’m bored.”

Zooble was about to snap back, but was interrupted by the old man that had been in the corner yelling.

　“WHO ARE YOU?”

　The four turned to the man and stared for a moment before Jax spoke up.

　“Robbers, put your hands up.”

　“What?!”

　This earned Jax several glares from the other three members.

　“We’re part of the precure! And now you are too!” Surprisingly, the man accepted Bubble’s statement worse than Jax’s.

　In which, he didn’t accept it at all. Or maybe he did? No one could tell. He was just… frozen.

　“Uhm…”

　Pomni was about to try and say something, but she was interrupted by the man yelling at the top of his lungs.

　The three winced and held their ears, letting out a few shouts of their own. For this guy’s age, he really knew how to yell…

　 Honestly, if he really was part of the precure, Pomni dreaded what it would be like to go on missions with him.

　“What did I do?! Why is he yelling?!”

　“Just- Just give him his wand! Give him the wand!”

　Bubble obliged enthusiastically, sticking out his tongue which held a small magician’s wand with a chess piece on top of it.

　“Tek ict, pleashe.”

　This seemed to quiet the man down, and there seemed to be a new sparkle in his eyes. Pomni recognized that sparkle.

　She had seen it with herself, Gangle, Ragatha, Zooble, Jax, and now this forty-something year old man with blue bunny slippers and pajamas that seemed to come directly from Ebeneezer Scrooge’s closet.

　“No way.”

　As if on impulse, the man took the wand and stood.

　“No way.”

　And while speaking those dreaded words, he pushed the chess piece down and let the wand’s magic free.

　“Precure! Digitalization!”

　“NO WAY.”

　With a flash of color, the four were shown quite the spectacle of a transformation. No one really pictured an old guy getting dressed up in a magical, frilly outfit, but here they were, witnessing it.

　And as expected, he had a cheesy line to complete everything.

　“The power of all! Cure Royal!”

　As the splendorous transformation ended, his outfit was revealed. [insert outfit description, I’m lazy.]

　The man gazed at himself, almost in awe, it seemed. It was silent for the longest time as everyone just tried to process what happened.

　“… So this is what being transgender is like…” Is all the man muttered as he messed with various aspects of his new form.

　“Wha- No????” Pomni was dumbstruck by this man.

　Surprisingly, Zooble seemed to find this claim quite humorous, as they turned away from the group and tried to hide their snickers.

　“Ah jeez… I’m not explaining any of this. Pomni, you’re the leader, this is your responsibility. I’m waitin’ outside,'' And with that, Jax was on his way back to the front porch.

　“Hey, what?! Since when was I the leader?!” But Pomni’s retorts were met with silence.

　With a sigh, she turned to Cure Royal and tried to find a way to explain everything.

　“So… uhm.”

　“Hello!”

　“… Hi.”

　Pomni went quiet, gathering her words. How did Ragatha explain it the last three times��?

　“Do… you know about magical girl anime?”

　“No.”

　“Oh.”

　“…”

　“… You’re made of magic. Chosen by some… God. I guess. To save the world?”

　“Oh! Okay!”

　She was stunned by how quickly this man went along with the idea. Just what was going on in his head?

　But before her question could be answered, a frantic, high-pitched voice chimed in.

　“Ragatha and I saw a flash of color that looked like a precure transformation! What happened?”

　Pomni turned to see an out of breath Ragatha and Gangle rush in, followed by a nonchalant Jax.

　“Ragatha!” Pomni scurried over to try and explain all of the mess that she had witnessed. As she spoke, Ragatha listened intently, and it was clear she was getting used to all the havoc that came with being a precure.

　“Alright… I’ll talk to him and try to give him a better explanation of what precure is… Thanks for trying to handle everything before!”

　And with that, she approached Cure Royal, who seemed lost in his own world.

　Six friends were enough.

　But now, Pomni had seven.

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