Title: Prom Hair of the Dead
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon or any zombie related media not a nerf gun
Version: Anime
"Why the long dresses then? Fighting monsters in short skirts was no problem before, why princess dresses instead of our usual sailor fukus?"
"There's something about zombie apocalypses that make women want to wear prom dresses."
"What, Dance of the Dead, Alice?"
Rei gave Usagi a look. "Never call me that again."
"This is serious," snapped Haruka, who had a police officer's looted clothes on over her dark blue dress, which evidentially didn't get in the way of using her superhero-mode magic.
Makoto and Michiru guarded the barricaded door of Minako's apartment while she and Ami crashed around in the bathroom.
"How's the… uh, hacking going?"
"Zombies swarm," Ami began over the sound of breaking glass.
"Yes?" Usagi waited for the logical progression.
"Zombies don't attack other zombies. Zombies have some way of distinguishing humans and zombies. Sight? Sound?"
"We can pretend to be zombies by acting like them?"
"No, Shaun of the Dead. We can't. Therefore, how do they do it? Smell."
"We're making zombie perfume," Minako called blithely.
"I was worried you were making yourself the Zombie Queen in there, turning ants into formic acid," Haruka called over.
"Me? Rei's the one in the red dress that's so much more iconic."
"Shut up."
"Prom dresses and perfume coming right up. I'm not fixing anyone's hair except Usagi's."