There are always two sides to the same coin. Whenever there is light, there is darkness. Where joy exists, so does sorrow. Where there is happiness, misery follows. This is the very essence of the Bad End Pretty Cure: to be the exact opposite of everything the Smile Pretty Cure stand for, yearning to destroy all that is beautiful in the world.

Somewhere along the line of their never-ending battles, the Bad End Cures had taken away the beloved of their light counterparts with the sole purpose of provoking them. Yet, as the dark Cures spent more time with their "captive", they had slowly, but certainly, grown more and more interested in the beloved of their rivals.

"Hmm… I’m starting to understand why the weaklings loved you so much…" Bad End March purred. Her low, seductive voice sent a shiver down the spine of anyone who heard it.

"Oh, candy. Why don't you stay with us forever? We'll treat you way better than those softies ever could~" Bad End Happy added. Even with the seemingly sweet and kind request, one should never misunderstand her words as anything less than a demand.