Chapter 10
The Amusement Park's Last Laugh
Lavalash targets the vibrant amusement park, the heart of the town's joy. The girls know this is where their final, decisive battle must take place.
The air in the town square, once a symphony of cheerful chatter and the distant, happy screams from the amusement park, had taken on a peculiar, muted quality. It was the kind of quiet that wasn't peaceful, but rather the anxious hush that falls before a storm, or perhaps, after one has already begun to rage. Lavalash, with her signature dramatic flair, had decided that the heart of their collective merriment, the very engine of their giggles and grins, the magnificent amusement park, was the next logical place to… well, to un-fun.
Flora, or rather, Cure Flower, felt a pang of dread that was entirely unrelated to her usual gardening woes. This was a dread that had sharp edges and smelled faintly of ozone and stolen happiness. Her fingers, which usually twitched with the desire to tend to a wilting petunia, now clenched into fists. Beside her, Mira, as Cure Ice, adjusted her crystalline spectacles, her brow furrowed in a way that suggested she was calculating the precise trajectory of Lavalash’s next joy-draining blast. Gloria, or Cure Starcloud, practically vibrated with a mixture of righteous indignation and a desperate need to accessorize her outrage. Saga, Cure Solaria, stood a little apart, her gaze fixed on the distant Ferris wheel, its once-bright lights now dimmed, like a star that had forgotten to twinkle.
"She's gone too far this time," Gloria declared, her voice a little too loud in the unsettling quiet. "The amusement park! It's practically the town's collective happy-place! It’s where Uncle Barry always takes us for ice cream after we ride the rollercoaster, even if he does get a bit green around the gills."
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