A/N: *whistling - (just learned recently) ^^ helps that I've got a lot of hot air.
DISCLAIMER: Monsters Inc. belongs to them, The Blue Girl belongs to. . . (looks it up) Charles de Lint, and (drumroll! ^^) Sailor Moon characters belong to Naoko Takeuchi! ^^
Senshi Inc.'s Blue Girl
(With a MAJOR Twist)
"Scream for me, Rei-chan."
Once upon a time, there was once a time and place where 'monsters' lived and humans were, understandably, their 'power source.'
Also understandably and once upon a time, the humans got tired of being their power source and just grabbed whatever was nearest to them and started to defy the monsters who tried to take power from the humans.
This is still true, but now, the 'monsters' are preying on humans' children for power, lest they disappear once and for all. . .
This is how this story goes. . .
"Ok, it's like this. You've seen Peter Pan before, right?"
The wide eyes blinked, then nodded firmly, bringing a smile to the blonde's lips. This kid was a sweet case of learning block. Minako Aino leaned back on her haunches, head cocked to the side and studying the cute little girl in front of her.
It had been but a day and a couple of hours she'd left her, but Rei Hino was one to look forward to on her frequent visits to steal a couple of vocal chord notes from. Senshi Inc. was something almost out of a fairytale, easing out screams from little kids to fuel their city's power.
"Well," Minako continued, righting herself and crawling over the bed and plopping little Rei in her lap, snuggling her chin on top of the black crown.
". . you MUST have seen Tinkerbell-"
"She jus' went to SLEEP fer a minute, tha's all!"
Startled, Minako looked down at the flashing dark eyes, tears forming in the corners, defiant eyelashes not daring to blink. Every kid knew when you blinked, it was over, and Minako knew it almost better than anyone else, even if she was stuck forever in the form of a twenty-six year old.
Little Rei had said Tinkerbell had stopped to rest for a minute, and that was that. Nodding sagely at the watering eyes, fists clenched in little stubs in her long nightgown, Minako agreed.
"Yes, Rei-chan. But it took a lot of people saying 'they believed in fairies' to make her wake up. Right?"
The little girl nodded, finally allowing a smile to slip through.
"Right, Mina-chan!"
Minako laughed at the snuggle she got, Rei burrowing into her as she urged her to get to the point. Shushing her quietly, Minako plumped up a pillow and rolled the little priestess onto it, getting a playful kick in the stomach for her efforts.
"Okay, Rei-chan, instead of us saying 'you believe in fairies,' you've got to scream. Like, really loud!"
The twinkle in the kid's eyes were gone instantly, and the girl whispered a soft,
"You came here to collect kids' screams, huh?"
THIS was where it got hard. Minako settled over the girl her heart had suddenly become very affectionate towards, and smiled gently. She knew her fangs were showing, but Rei-chan had already seen them, accepted her for it as she really was.
So she wouldn't taint that acceptance with a lie, bad or not.
"Yes, Rei-chan. See, there's all kinds of other senshi like myself out there, scaring other kids so they'll scream. But. . .I try not to do that. This is basically what powers our world, the fear of kids. So, you up for it?"
Minako bit her bottom lip, aware of her extended fang drawing a thin line of blood. If little Rei-chan didn't agree, she'd have to scare her.
And then never come back.
She was way too attached already, she knew it was against the rules to take away more than what had to be, and that included friendships and relationships with her screamers. And little Rei-chan smelled so sweet. Like an off-suckled infant, even though she was already six years of age.
". . my 'a'ents?"
A puzzled frown crossed over Minako's face, and she hovered over the little one, allowing Rei to see her 'closet-monster' could float.
"What was that?"
Rei burrowed her chin over the comforter and whispered,
"Since Mommy and Daddy helped before, then I'll do it."
The clear eyes told Minako Rei wasn't lying, but she'd never heard of the corporation collecting screams from parents. . . Then it hit her. Little Rei-chan had to hear THAT. . .! Suddenly, her fangs burst out of her skull and Minako whimpered when she felt Rei flinch. This was too much, a young child should never be subjected to parent's nights out and such. .
"Mina-chan?"
Minako's eyes opened, opened wide when Rei traced a finger over her lips, right onto the protruding fang. She fought the urge to suckle the wandering digit, wondered if she was a pedophile when she saw the smile gracing those child-like lips, pouting and full and soft.
"My parents are dead, and grandpa's real bad at hearing stuff. If you're okay with me screaming not too high, 'cuz I can't reach the notes, I'll do it."
Blue eyes locked with warm black, and Minako nodded, her fangs brushing the tender flesh of Rei's wrist. That night, a pact had been made, and Minako knew her partner was going to kill her when she got back.
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"Whut tha HELL was tha', HUH, VENUS-girl? Would ya no' look a' tha TIME, ya blared fool!" Minako winced, her face breaking out into its natural twinkling grin under the onslaught of her partner's rage.
Setsuna Meioh was upset, she could see.
The time-wielder had whisked out her Irish descendent's accent, and with her hair pulled back into a scraggly ponytail, anyone could see the normally-calm woman had snapped. It wasn't the matter of screaming Minako had gotten out of Rei, either, since the kid had filled- Minako glanced over- oh, nine bottles.
Minako stared.
Nine bottles!
What?
FOUR was the most she ever got, at best! And then Minako remembered: The more emotion put in, the more effect the screams would have on the city. Huh. Back to Setsuna, who was currently shaking her shoulders like a madwoman gone even madder.
"Why, tha seven gods, WHY did ya GO an' make GOOD with a HUMAN, Minako? WHY?"
The blonde blinked. Strict Setsuna wasn't grumping about the time she'd had to slow down on that side of the door, in the senshi world? Wierd. A piercing whistle broke out to their right side, and Minako glanced over, meeting the grinning greens of Makoto Kino.
She was leaning comfortably on a forest-wood door, her hands palmed out to accept the hideous rubber mask her partner and soon-to-be wife, Ami Mizuno, tossed out.
"Lover's quarrel, ladies?"
Minako flushed. It had been a couple of decades (minus the actual centuries of working on the lower levels of shipping bottles filled with kids' screams) since she'd started working here, and she still hadn't gotten used to the fact most senshi were women.
Okay, rephrase that statement. They were women or men that TURNED into women. It didn't really leave the women looking to be in a relationship much choice. Nevertheless, she pulled Setsuna to her and enjoyed the squacking flails of her older partner.
She winked over at the snickering Lightning Wielder and whispered, loudly, "Oh, but the make-up steps are VERY much worth the fight, Makoto-chan."
A head of blue curls popped out, and then a scaly foot.
"Eeek!"
The pony-tailed brunette ran around in circles catching the pieces of a tentacle-costume Ami was currently shedding. When she was practically all decked down with the armor plates and a lacy bra landed on her face, Makoto croaked out a,
"ENOUGH!"
and stumbled over to the glowing door, pulling her fiancee out from behind and slamming it loudly before covering the grinning bluenette with her own body and leaning down for a kiss.
"I STILL don't understand why they have ME go in and scare the bejeesus out of those snotty brats!"
Makoto laughed.
"Listen to youself, Love, and maybe then you'd see."
An agreeing chuckle, and Makoto soon had her hands full. Minako sighed and chuckled wryly before disengaging herself from a frozen Setsuna. The poor woman had OBVIOUSLY not recovered from her first day, hundreds, maybe THOUSANDS of years ago, when she'd walked in and found her co-workers going at it like bunnies.
Patting her good-naturedly on the back, Minako pressed the 'over with door' button and sauntered off towards the lockers, waving over her shoulder and calling back a,
"Better them than me!"
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A/N: ^^ Hope you don't need to look into Monster Inc. to know how the senshi's world and city works. ^^ Other than that, Ami isn't really hating the kids- she just hates it when she has to scare them and they get all heroic and try to bat her all over the place with Jedi lightsabers! ^^