Oh really? Okay then.

[Stepping to the side, she crossed her arms as energy spilled from her left hand.] The powerful flame of a young girl's pure heart... take this! Precure Rouge FIRE!

[Flames gathered as a butterfly appeared, wreathed in flames as she shoved it forward, the mailbox exploding into flaming pieces when she did.]

Whoof, yeah there it is in a nutshell. I hope you guys weren't expecting mail.