I DO NOT OWN SAILOR MOON. ANY OF IT. . . . . . SO DON'T SUE.

My first fic. Be constructive. Help is appreciative. But no stupid remarks. We all have an opinion.

Eight a Crowd?

A knock on the door late at night shook her from her dreams. It didn't matter that she had had the same dream every night for a long time now. It was all she had of him. A smile. She wouldn't trade that moment for anything. But another knock at the door once again brought her out of her stupor and she headed for the door. Who in the world would be at the door this time of night? I thought Catzy stayed home tonight. Hmm she must have forgotten her key…again. I swear I should just leave her out in the cold sometimes. I think I'll give her a piece of my mind since she woke me. But she was shocked to see not only Catzy, but Bertie and Avery all huddled at the door trying to decide who should open it.

"Why should I answer it?" Catzy asked.

"You're the oldest, it is your birthright," Avery quickly said with Bertie nodding vigorously.

"What if it's a robber?"

Prizma sighed and spoke, "I don't think they usually knock Catzy, they just come on in."

The three sisters turned to see a slightly annoyed Prizma head to the door and open it.

Much to the surprise of the four sisters, four little girls stood with bags of clothing and make up to make even a make up artist sick to the stomach. Catzy cocked her head to the side in confusion, Bertie went wide eyed, Avery stood shocked and Prizma groaned. This is not good thought Prizma.

VesVes started to ramble after a moment of awkward silence, "Hey guys! Uhm, long time no see. Everything good working out for you all? We missed everyone! I hope you don't mind us dropping by at this hour but you see we were in town and wanted to surprise the sailor scouts and everyone and needed a place to stay and sort of saw Helios and some other guy talking and they seem real intent on hurting each other, but we don't recognize the other guy and we also felt a disturbance and well we were wondering could we stay here until we can afford a place for ourselves?"

Seven mouths nearly hit the floor as VesVes let all that out in one breathe. It took a moment for Prizma to acknowledge what she said. And boy did she say a lot. What the?... Helios is back? Helios and some other guy were arguing? A disturbance? Need a place to stay?...Wait a minute! A place to stay?

Before Prizma could begin to speak Bertie chirped in, "Of course you girls can stay here! We would love the company! Wouldn't we girls?"

Catzy agreed. "Yea we could really catch up and this would be a great surprise for the sailor scouts! Come to think of it, it's been a while since we hung out with them ourselves. I agree with Bertie, come on in!"

PallaPalla spoke, "Thank you guys so much!" JunJun was already inside unpacking her and CereCere's bags when Avery said, "Are you all hungry? I can make us some sandwiches."

Prizma's head really began to spin. Living with her three sisters nearly drove her insane. But to add four more to the mix who probably acted like them in so many ways would definitely send her into a drinking frenzy. "Wait a minute everyone!" Everyone stopped in their tracks. "Did anyone else besides me understand what VesVes meant by 'We felt a disturbance'?"

JunJun sighed. "It's true. We did feel a disturbance which is why we think Helios is back. At least that's what he said."

Avery spoke up, "So the dream protector is here? What about the other? What's-his-name?"

Bertie looked at her sister. "Peruru I believe Avery. Is he here as well?"

PallPalla responded, "Not that we saw, but we also saw someone else that Helios knew. They must have been friends at one time but now they seem to loathe each other. The guy kept calling himself, 'the crown prince of the moon' I think it was? But how is that possible? I thought only female were born of the moon royal bloodline.

Prizma shut her eyes to think. It was a lot to take in. The new disturbance. Helios return. A new mystery man who claims to be of royalty with the moon kingdom. The Amazon Quartet showing up. Something definitely was going on. But it was too late at night to try to make sense of things. She would be of more use in the morning. They all would. She decided to make a suggestion. "As much as I hate to do this, you girls can stay." The four little girls smiled and gave their thanks. Prizma continued, "My sisters and I do not have any powers anymore. We won't be of much help when the fight comes but we can do what we can to help. For now let's all get some sleep and in the morning we can see if we can meet up with the sailor scouts and see what's going on." With that Prizma turned and walked back to her room.

CereCere spoke up, "Is she alright? If it really is a bother we can make other arrangements."

Avery responded, "No it's all right. I think Prizma is just soaking up a lot in one night. We have been human for so long we nearly forgot what it was like to have these kind of conversations. I think part of her wants to fight again. To kind of, I guess, atone for sins she did against the sailor scouts all those years ago, you know?"

"I think we all do," Bertie replied. Catzy nodded. JunJun, PallaPalla, VesVes, and CereCere all looked at the three sisters and to where Prizma exited earlier in wonderment and sadness.

Prizma closed the door to her room, turned off the lights and crawled back into bed. She sighed as she closed her eyes and a few tears fell. "Oh Sapphire, I wish you were here. You would be able to help. I don't know what to do. I want to fight. But there's nothing my sisters and I can do to help. I've done so much wrong, I've lost you, I've nearly lost my sisters over the things we've done. What should I do?"

For another night in what seem like endless night, Prizma cried herself to sleep.

Seven figures outside the bedroom looked at each other and felt the pain for a dear friend and sister.

JunJun sighed. I hope the sailor scouts are up to this. I'm not so sure any of us are ready for what is coming. She went to the patio and looked up out to the heavens. 5 shooting stars passed over and she smiled. Whatever is coming the sailor scouts will pull through. They always do. With that reassuring thought she returned to the others.

Across town at a local café, a small boy with white hair was playing a flute. Two people approached him. "Beautiful tune. I don't recognize it. Is it an original?" The boy nodded and smiled. "It calms me in times of nervousness. And tonight especially." The two figures nodded their heads. The boy took out his own flute and began to play with the small boy. The small boy shocked at first but then obliged and was glad to play with a fellow player. The music was calm yet ominous.

The girl spoke, "Are you passing through?" The boy replied, "No I'm to meet up with a friend of mine, he asked me to come to help assist in something. I'm sorry where are my manners? I'm Peruru."

The boy spoke up, "I'm Alan and this is my sister Anne."