This Is Not How Things Usually Work

"AAAAAH! SHE ATE ONE OF US!! RETREAT, RETREAT!!"

The small onion rings flee on their even smaller legs, heading for the subway station entrance hall. Still completely puzzled by what that girl in white did, the others scrunch up their faces in pure disgust.

Bee: DA HELL IS THAT GIRL DOING?!
Ume: Oh God. I feel sick. I think I'm about to throw up any second.

Before anyone else can even react to that, Bee already beats her to the punch and barfs out of the bag in a glittering rainbow. After it stops, Evelyn holds the poor, small insect up in clear concern.

Evelyn: Oh no, Bee! Are you okay?!
Bee: Urgh... like I am OK now... I can't... I just can't... This is too much for me... *slump*
Evelyn: Aah! Bee blacked out! What are we going to do now?!

With all this ruckus going on, The Maverick cannot possibly ignore the odd group anymore and softly steps toward them midair, halting in front of the three ladies.

"Is there any problem? Can I help you?"

Gertrud: The way you manage things, you may end up making them worse.

"What?! But I took perfect care of these robbers! Where'd I go wrong?"

Gertrud: Those are not the problem, we got police for that kind of incident. The real issue is the walking food. You even broke this annoyance of a bee.

Gertrud points at Bee, and looking at it, the girl seems worried by the sight.

"Awww, poor thing. Let me do something about that."

The girl in white gently waves her cotton candy cone, creating a small ball from it that instantly separates from the big part. She takes it and holds it right next to Bee.

Bee: Mhm... so sweet... such a sweet smell...

Bee slowly wakes, drawn to the cotton candy ball she made. Upon seeing the girl, however, Bee flits behind Evelyn's back in an instant.

Bee: AAAAAH! IT'S THE CARNIVORE!!

"What? Me, a carnivore? But say, little one, are you finally my guiding mascot?"

Bee: ...I am. But first you have to promise you won't eat me!

"I won't eat you! Why would I even do such a thing?!"

Bee: You ate one of the enemies, so I have to be sure about this!

The girl spaces out for a moment, tilting her head as she reminiscences.

"Huh? That onion ring? I thought it was some kind of a respawning item to keep me all energized."

Bee: THIS ISN'T A VIDEO GAME!!

Obviously overwhelmed, Bee breathes a deep sigh and briefly scratches its head, trying to continue the conversation more collected.

Bee: My name is Bee. What's yours?
Candy: I'm Candy! It's nice to meet you! And who are these ladies accompanying you?
Evelyn: I am Evelyn, and these two are my friends Gertrud and Ume.
Ume: Let's get along, young fledgling.
Gertrud: I like you already. You messed with that insect so badly that it passed out. Good job.
Bee: HEY!!
Candy: Hehe! Your friends are funny! I'm sure I'll feel very comfortable in your team! Speaking of... why are they part of the team, Bee?

At that very moment, the doors of the subway entrance hall fly open again, and a whole army of onion rings returns, slowly flooding the floor.

Onion ring army: GO! GO AND GET HER! KILL THE GIRL AND AVENGE OUR COMRADE!!

Evelyn: Oh no! Bee, the dome, fast!
Bee: Roger!

Swiftly conjuring the Honeycombat, Bee instantly taps on it to summon the evacuation dome, making all the other people beneath disappear again.

Candy: Whoah! Where did all the people disappear to all of a sudden?!
Evelyn: Ladies, no time for chatting anymore! Get ready!

Evelyn pulls out the jar filled with cookies again, hands each of them some and the three women hastily snack on them. Afterwards, they prepare their glucose meters.

"Blood sugar rush, go!"

With each of them transforming in front of Candy now, she dumbfoundedly stares at the scene in front of her.

Candy: What?! They are magical girls, too?!
Bee: Bzzt. This is something not to be said out loud.
Candy: ...Excuse me?

As they finish their complete magical makeover, Candy - almost mesmerized - looks at them in admiration.

Candy: Wow... they all look so beautiful. Amazing! They're amazing! So cool! Just look at their colorful hair! I wish I had colorful hair like this, mine is all white...
Bee: Right. They truthfully are amazing. And your teachers from now on, so pay attention!
Candy: Okay!

Meanwhile, Evelyn casts Gertrud a quite questioning glance.

Evelyn: ...Gertrud. Did you not plan on recording and simply replaying that phrase so you would not have to say it again?
Gertrud: I did. I tried it out yesterday, but it did not work with my recorded voice. That is really annoying.
Evelyn: What a shame. I would have preferred that method, too.
Ume: Focus! We have something to take care of first!

All of them now face the immense mass of onion rings that has built up before them, charging at the almost complete Hive Five.

Onion ring army: ATTACK! REVENGE FOR OUR COMRADE!
Candy: Okay ladies, I know this is going to be hard. Just imagine we were at the movies and ordered way too many snacks...
Bee: Did you even listen to one single thing I said?! No more eating enemies!
Candy: Aw... but eating is so much more rewarding than fighting!
Bee: I don't care! Do all of us a favor and don't do that anymore!

Before the literal wave of opponents crashes over them, Ume tosses one of her plums at them.

Ume: Plum Time Bomb!

As each of the living snacks stops within the bomb's range, Evelyn prepares her weapon to strike back.

Evelyn: I draw upon the power of my will! Enchant!

The tip of her sugar-coated partisan glows, and Evelyn starts slicing through the bunch of onion rings that are trapped in the time‐stopped sphere. A poof signals the three seconds to have ended, and the chopped-up rings of food scream as they burn to nothingness. However, the onion rings still keep pouring in from the sides, and even more are waiting from farther behind to refill the place that the defeated ones have left empty.

Bee: Whoah! Still so many of them!
Evelyn: We have to do something! At this rate, they are going to overwhelm us!