A/N Prepare for a long and important Author's Notes. Make sure you read the one at the bottom! First of Woot! 500 review mark! This chapter is dedicated to the very dedicated reviewer Elianthos, the 500th reviewer!

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Disclaimer: Sailor Moon not mine.

Theme: #54 Nightmare

Words: 441

Part 2: Clothing Catastrophe


"Too plain," Usagi scoffed, tossing a blouse over her shoulder, "Too sparkly," she whined as another garment was added to the ever-growing pile of discarded outfits.

Finally, her closet bare, Usagi threw up her hands in defeat. She had absolutely nothing to wear and Mamoru was going to be there any second! Already her dream date was turning into a disaster. She knew it had all been too good to be true.

How could a sophisticated, intelligent, not to mention gorgeous guy like Mamoru like such a ditzy, dumb, plain girl like her? Whatever feelings he might have had for her were sure to disappear once he saw her for who she truly was.

Her head sunk down to her knees, hair pooling around her kneeling body, as she began to cry. Why, oh why had she agreed to this date in the first place! Her pitiful sobs were cut off by the ringing of the doorbell. Usagi froze, not even daring to breathe, and cringed as her mother shouted up the four words she had been dreading all night:

"Usagi, your date's here!"

"Be down in a second," Usagi hollered back while frantically re-checking the scattered clothes for a suitable outfit.

She could hear her father beginning to play 20 questions with Mamoru, which only fueled her desperation. She could only imagine what Mamoru was thinking right now, and none of it was very good.

"Why don't you just wear this," Luna offered helpfully.

Hopeful, Usagi whirled around so fast she got a crick in her neck only to find her cat clutching Sailor Moon's costume in between her teeth.

"Luna, are you insane!" Usagi hissed, "I can't wear that on a date with Mamoru. He can't know I'm Sailor Moon."

"You're going to have to tell him sooner or later," Luna cackled evilly, "What do you think he'll say when he finds out you're a freak who runs around Tokyo in a mini-skirt? Do you think he'll understand? Do you think he'll still like you?"

Usagi inched away from the raving feline as slowly she and the outfit began to fill the room.

"Stay away from me," Usagi panted.

"But Usagi," Luna purred, "It's you're destiny…" The giant costume lunged at her, smothering her body and slowly causing her to suffocate.

"NO!" Usagi toppled out of her bed and clawed her sheets where they had somehow gotten wrapped around her head. Her digital clock read four in the morning. It had all been a dream, a nightmare. It had been so horrible, so real, and it had brought up a very important question.

What was she going to wear?

To be continued...


A/N Sorry to leave you guys hanging like this but I won't be able to write much for the next little while (a.k.a all summer) so don't expect frequent/regular updates (though reviews might guilt me into writing more). There will be at least one more part to this 'mini-series', and then there might be a whole other chapter that may or may not be posted as a part of this story... I may post it as a seperate one-shot. I haven't decided yet.

Arigatou,

MegTao