Cut the music. Alright, Erutto, this is it. This stuff's gonna stop right now. You wanna be precure with us? You wanna steal my foreign friend, take my color type, and push my classmates out of the show? Erotto, you wanna be precure with us? Well if I've said it once, I've said it a million times: I AM THE PINK. In this season, Huggto Precures stand now not beaten, but united. Now we've already taken care of your big brother. We've sent him packing to gay camp, and Henri is off licking him somewhere. Well it doesn't stop there, because Emiru-chan is next. Now, I know the kind of girl you are, Eniru-chan, and basically, you're OCD. You don't have the guts to come out here and stand face to face with the three of us, because you're worried about tripping on the ramp. You've gotta replace us with /u/, you gotta cheap shot. For all I know you could be singing a duet right above my head stealing the focus from me right now.
Alright well if you're not singing a duet, I know you're here somewhere, Erutto, so I'm gonna tell ya what I'm gonna do. I'm gonna give you a fighting chance to be precure. Ruru Amour, suck em up into your chassis one time, and show some **********. Walk to the ring, and stand face to face with the three of us and let's end this crap once and for all. Emiru-chan, I'm gonna give you until the count of ten. If you do not come out, we're going to come back there, beat your saved games, drag your K/D down and show the world that you're not very good at games.
One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Shut the heck up, I'm counting. Where was I? Nine. Ten.