Title: Slumber party
Author: Ree
Theme: Post-series (loud)
Genre: General
Version: Manga/Anime (Crystal Tokyo)
Rating: G

All the characters you know aren't mine.. well I borrowed them for just a small while, and without permission. Any that are mine, I hope you like them

Slumber party

A/N: If you can't tell by the clues, this is who everyone is: Kamaria- Sailor Vesta, Arlene - Sailor Ceres, Chloe - Sailor Juno, and Aethel - Sailor Pallas. They just don't know it yet.


Dressed in their night gowns and pajamas, the four newest members of the Crystal Palace met in the their newly assigned common room, with pillows and blankets in hand. For the first couple of minutes they scattered about the room making pallets for everybody to sleep on.

Aethel turned about to face the other girls and flopped on to her pallet. "Do we have everything?"

Chloe shook her head no. "We don't have snacks and drinks, but I think this will do."

Arlene smiled as she gestured to the pitchers of water set on one of the shelves. "At least we have drink. I ran and got some earlier. How shall we start this? The easy way or the hard way?"

Kamaria shrugged. "Might as well start off the hard way. Why don't we start off with picking and teasing? Everyone gets to tell what they were picked on the most while growing up." She looked over at Arlene. "You want to start?"

Taking a deep breath, Arlene played with a lock of pink hair while she answered. "I was always teased about wanting to be a sailor senshi."

Chloe raised an eyebrow. "Well with that hair color and eye color, what could you expect?"

"I know! But I can't change what I was born with!" Her exasperation rang through her voice as she flopped back on to her pallet. The tension rose and silence fell. Rolling around, Arlene propped up on her elbows and looked at the other girls, "What?"

In an almost whisper, Aethel answered. "You hair is natural,too?" Her light blue eyes darted to Chloe. "And yours?" Chloe nodded slowly, shock evident on her face.

"So is mine." Kamaria looked at them with a feeling of wonderment.

Aethel glanced at Kamaria's dark red hair. "Red is a normal color. Green, pink, and blue are not."

"Not in Tanzania, and red eyes certainly aren't. You and Chloe are both blessed with normal eye colors."

Arlene glanced at everybody. They all looked stunned. "So, we were all picked on about our appearance." The side of her mouth quirked up as she remembered the waiting room. "But we know our hair color was not the reason we were picked. So the next question is, why do you think we were chosen?"

"It certainly wasn't our overall appearance either. And I don't think it was intelligence. There were others who were brighter than me, at least." Chloe mused.

Pink, blue, green, and red eyes meet as they tried to come up with an answer. Aethel giggled. "No, that couldn't be it."

"Tell us!!" The others chorused.

"Okay, but it is silly." They looked playfully impatient, so Aethel gave in. "Our hair styles."

Through a fit of giggles, Kamaria asked for everyone else. "What? Why do you say that?"

"Well, that was the only thing that I could think of that made us different from everyone else. We all had our hair up in some serious coifs."

Cocking her head to one side, Arlene threw her two cents in. "It was either that or what I pointed out earlier. That we're from all over the place. So what's the next question?"

Chloe reached behind her and wrapped a hand around the edge of her pillow. Swinging it at Arlene, she answered. "Who can defend themselves the best?"

A pillow hit Chloe in the back of her head. Spinning around, she glared at Aethel. Aethel grinned. "Then I guess you need to work on that."

With that, the room erupted into a massive pillow fight.

Venus walked quietly down the hall on her way to check on the four girls. 'It's so hard not to call them the Amazon Quartet. And that was so long ago.' With a wry grin, she remembered how no one had believed Serenity when she had said that the competition would work. 'And now I have to make sure they are resting so they can be ready for tomorrow's training and classes.'

She carefully opened the first girl's door. To her surprise the bed was empty. Venus hurried down the hall to the next room. Looking in, she saw that it was empty as well. As she headed for the next, she heard a loud screech coming from the common room. It was followed by an even louder laugh. As she rushed to the door, Venus tried to figure out the newest sound. It was soft thumps and whumps. The screeches, squeals, laughs, and giggles were interlaced through them.

Carefully cracking the door open, Venus peered around the door edge. There, in the center of the room, was one of the most intense pillow fights she had ever seen. 'I should tell them to stop and go to bed. Hold on.. they are dressed for bed.' A quick glance around the room confirmed her budding suspicion. Softly closing the door, Venus went to report to the Queen that all was well. 'And all is well; they are building the most important thing a team needs.' The sound of laughter was so loud that it echoed down the hall ahead of Venus. 'Friendship.'