Enter The Moth Queen

"Magical Girl Kumiko!" A voice whispered in excitement, getting the embarrassed girl's attention. Turning to her left, Kumiko saw a woman in her early thirties poke her head over the counter she hid behind, accompanied by a blonde woman in her late twenties. "Thank heavens! We really need your help right now!"

"And I'll be glad to help, but right now I need you to help me." Kumiko said in a panic, desperately keeping her cape wrapped around her. "I need to borrow some -" she looked around and went wide eyed as she saw that everything from the store had been stripped bare, "Where are all the clothes?!"

"That's what we need your help with!" The blonde woman said as she pointed to the back room.

Turning to that direction, Kumiko heard the sound of wings buzzing alongside a fit of hysterical laughter. "So, you wouldn't sell my designs even if they were the last articles of clothing in stock, eh?" A woman's voice cackled, "Well, let's see if that statement is true when you have nothing left to sell!"

"Oh no..." Kumiko groaned in annoyance, recognizing the voice of The Moth Queen; a mad entomologist with dreams of being a high class fashion designer, only to create an amulet that controlled all forms of insect life to take **** after her ugly designs were constantly rejected.

"Yes! The Moth Queen came in to try to get us to sell her clothes." The older woman said, "As The Manager, I told her we wouldn't, but then she set her moths loose on the store! They ate everything from the women's department. And the men's."

"And the clothes right off our backs!" The blonde woman added, "Which is why we're hiding behind the counter."

Kumiko felt her stomach drop. "They ate all the clothes in your store?" She asked with a whine.

"Well," The Manager admitted, "I don't think she got to the children's section yet, but pretty much. Why do you -" the woman gasped as she finally caught sight of Kumiko's bare feet, "Don't tell me she got you too!"

"Uh, no. This is from an unrelated incident. I'd rather not talk about it." Kumiko said sheepishly. Clearing her throat, she said, "That said, I might need to borrow something from the," she groaned, "children's department, before I can actually do anything. Or better yet, I might need to go borrow something from another store and come back. You might need the police for this one..."

"I AM 'The police'!" The blonde woman said as she pulled her badge from behind the counter, flashing it to Kumiko.

Kumiko could only let out a whimper as she slowly looked towards the back room.