Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon, if I did I wouldn't be taking final exams in high school.
Warning: Probably extremely random and stupid. Characters may be OOC.
Crash!
"Don't kill yourself in there, I would hate to have to tell Michiru what happened!" Setsuna called toward the kitchen, causing the blond to poke her head out of the door and stick out her tongue.
"Shut up, at lease I'm not a walking clock!" she retorted before going back to whatever she was doing.
"Hey I could send you back to the feudal times!" the green haired woman called, not looking up from her book.
Haruka rolled her eyes at the older girls teasing and smiled, she loved her strange little family even when the time guardian never agreed with her and Michiru's choices it was evident that she really cared for them.
"You wouldn't dare...you'd miss me too much." The blond retorted, stirring the rice for the tenth time.
"oh sure, I'd miss you...I think I could get some sleep then!" Setsuna's voice retorted, causing Haruka to turn bright red in the face.
Setsuna sighed when she didn't hear the teen for a while because she though she may have actually offended her, however Haruka was walking slowly around the back of the chair and startled the elder scout.
"Haruka!" She exclaimed, slapping the retreating girl on the shoulder lightly with the book she had been reading before she smiled.
"And stay out!" the time guardian called, playfully. She really loved the two girls even though they were weird in her sense.
As Haruka was trying to fix the dinner.
What if he thinks I suck at cooking? I'd love to just hear him say something nice for once.
Dingdong dingdong!
Haruka paused, her heart racing as she heard the doorbell ring.
"Setsuna, Open the door!" I'm taking the pot off of the stove!" Haruka growled, almost burning her hand.
Michiru laughed as she walked through the kitchen, helping the blond with the kettle.
"I'll go but One of you two can hassle Hotaru out of her room." The time guardian retorted as she answered the door.
"Michi? Do you want me go fetch Taru out of her room? I mean she'd probably listen to me better than she would you." Haruka stated, causing the blue haired girl to chuckle.
"Actually Ruka, I think I better go. You've been a demon all day and if she was to talk back to you you're likely to lose your temper with her." Michiru retorted, winking at her stressed out lover as she walked out of the room and up the stairs.
Haruka rolled her eyes, though she held no resentment toward her Femme even though she couldn't help but to call back "Blah blah blah! I would not Mich!"
Michiru rolled her eyes as she knocked on Hotaru's door, wondering why Hotaru was being difficult.
"Go away!" the young girl ordered through the shut door, her voice shaking slightly.
"Hotaru, do I have to have Haruka or Setsuna to come up here and knock this door down? I know you're nervous about meeting your grandfather but..." Michiru began however the seven year old flung open the door and glared up at her mother figure.
"that bastard isn't my grandfather!" she snarled, shocking the blue haired teen.
"Hotaru Tomoe! Watch your language!" The Senshi of Neptune scolded, her eyes quickly turning as cold as the frigid sea.
Hotaru whimpered under her mother figures harsh gaze and hung her head, hating that she had disappointed the older girl.
"Gomenasai Michiru-Mama." she whimpered, tears about to spill over.
Michiru sighed, she couldn't stay angry at the child though she was very disappointed with her daughter.
"Hai, just be sure to never say that again...that was very rude." she lectured gently, kneeling down to the child's height and hugged her.
"yes ma'am." she whispered, the tears beginning to fall. and Michiru sighed and lifted her up.
"shh, Hime-Chan. I know you didn't mean to. You're just nervous with meeting him right?" the calm outer scout cooed as she carried the young girl into the bedroom and sat on the bed, still holding the child.
"uh-huh." the seven year old replied, head still hung.
"What worries you so much firefly?" the sixteen year old asked, kissing the top of Hotaru's hair.
Sad violet eyes met her blue ones as the seven year old's shaky voice answered
"I'm worried that he hates me, like he hates Haruka-Papa."
Michiru sighed and nodded "I know Princess but he doesn't hate Haruka...just what she does." Michiru answered, trying to make Hotaru understand that her grandfather wasn't really as evil as Haruka made him seem.
"And besides, Who could ever hate you? I think you spend too much time with Haruka, you're beginning to act just like her." She added playfully, trying to make the little girl laugh.
"you're not upset are you?" the child asked, still unsure of her parents actions.
"Surprised yes, angry no." the older of the two retorted before adding. "Though I am going to have a talk with Haruka about talking that way in front of you."
Hotaru nodded and stood up, still ashamed of her actions even though her mother had forgave her.
Michiru sighed, she hated seeing Hotaru so downcast and she didn't know how to make her feel at lease a bit better.
"Hey! Mich! Taru! Hurry up! Dinner is going to get cold!" Haruka's voice called from the kitchen, along with a deep laugh that belonged to Mr. Tenoh.
"We're coming Haruka! Give us a minute!" Michiru called back, ignoring the fact that her girlfriend had just called her Mich.
"Lets go Hime-Chan...before your Papa has a fit about us missing the dinner she worked so hard to make." the blue haired teen whispered sarcasticly, causing the little girl to giggle.
Once they were downstairs Michiru bowed to their guest and motioned Hotaru to do the same.
"good evening Mr. Tenoh." Michiru stated though the man only smiled.
"Miss. Kaiou, you're family so call me Haruto." the tall man replied, his sapphire eyes that where so much like his daughters sparkling.
Both teens were shocked by this, the man hardly would speak to his child when she found out that she was a lesbian.
However before anyone could speak Haruto spoke again, his voice cracking slightly.
"Haruka, I've never saw you this happy before, not even as a child. Michiru really must be special if this is the effect she has on you."
Haruka couldn't help but smile at her father's statement, though shock numbed her.
"Thank you Dad, that means a lot to me." she stated, slowly making her way across the room and wrapping her arms around his waist.
Setsuna smiled as she watched from where she was standing in the kitchen, re-leaved that the father and daughter had been reunited.
Haruka slowly pulled away and smiled at her father before whispering "lets eat before it gets cold...I'm not a good cook but I'm sure it tastes better warm." she stated before walking into the other room, being followed closely by the others.