Disclaimer: Sailor Moon belongs to Takeuchi Naoko-sama. Iynmiir-kun, the Electron Dragon of Prologue VI is Draconita Riddle's own creation, and one day she will catch him without a shirt on. 'pats best friend on the head' It's important that you think that, dear.

Luna was in a snit.

Usagi had been particularly stupid today, completely forgetting she had a history assignment due tomorrow, not to mention almost knocking her locket into the toilet while brushing her teeth. After that, she gave a very impressive interpretation of a trout in the bottom of rowboat during a fight with one of Ail and Ann's card critters. They weren't that scary, honestly, they were barely YuGiOh! rip-offs. Then the 'princess' got surly on her, giving Luna her 'How dare you, I'm the one who's royal here!' speech.

Luna could think of only one solution to her troubles.
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"An' so, she thinks she's so smarty just 'cause she's a Moon Princess an' waves her pretty wand around. I tell ya," Luna, by this time thoroughly sloshed, took another swig of the wine, "if Little Miss Serenity were thrown in a tub of ice cold water filled with, uh, uh. whatchamacallits, you know, the rilly big 'uns, with only a tree branch to defend herself, the brat would jus' sit down an' sob like a newborn!" She stared into the cup. "'S rilly good stuff. Waz innit?"

The silver haired man beside her sighed. "As I have told you repeatedly for the past ten minutes, it's garnet wine. The dwarves on Prologue VI make it."

Luna squinted. "You know, ya look a lot like m'partner, when he's in hooman form, uh, uh. DAMN!" She brought her fist down on the bar. "I know it! Gimme time! Uh. Ah-ah-Arty! Yeah! Wait, no."

Iynmiir sighed. "Milady, I deduce from your slurred speech and informal manner that you are intoxicated, and therefore, I suggest that-"

"Say! That's a karaoke machine in the corner!" Luna attempted to run over to examine it, but the winged man caught her arm. "Hey! Leggo!" He shook his head. "I refuse. I won't allow a lady to shame herself in a public place." "You're a big meanie." Luna pouted; who did this wing-having guy think he was, bossing her like she was a little kid? "I don't think I wanna go home with you, after all. So there!" She stuck out her tongue. Iynmiir, to his credit, turned bright red and muttered a brief prayer to the sky demons to protect his sanity.

At which point, a redheaded sky demon cackled with mad glee, flicked a divine switch, and sent the pair of them tumbling through a black hole.

Oooh. semi-cliff-hanger. Dare I continue to warp Luna's psyche? Review and tell me if it's worth my while.