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Chapter Four: News

August 5, 9:55 am

Southeast Paths, Gaia Palace Compound, Earth

The next day, on a morning that dawned clear and bright, in the military compound of the Earth King's estate, Prince Endymion stalked through the Gaia Palace Compound paths with a face like a thundercloud. Prudent men melted out of the way for those within the compound, unlike those without, knew just how good a warrior the prince was since they were routinely beaten on the practice field.

And this was why the prince himself was the one stalking the paths instead of being able to find someone to send – for men took one look and melted out of sight. Whatever the news, it was not good, and nobody wanted to get yelled at (or fought with and beaten) so early in the morning. The telltale signs of men vanishing in the woods on either side of the wide cobblestone paths did nothing to improve Endymion's mood.

Upon reaching the State Garrison, which was actually an old castle that had been converted into the main living quarters for the royal guards and elite guards (they were considered as two separate military factions), with the surrounding lawns converted into practice fields, Endymion entered the front door. Inside, he stood against the entrance door until a novice walked by.

"You, boy, where are the High Generals? Kunzite, Zoisite, Nephrite, and Jadeite?"

The teenager looked startled. "In the main practice field, your Highness."

In a voice that booked no argument and demanded instant compliance, he ordered, "Call them in, I want to talk to them. Tell them to go to the main palace. Tell them I don't care if they're sweating like pigs, if they're wearing mail shirts, or naked. I don't give a damn. I just want them there as soon as possible. Like, right now."

"At once, your highness." The novice sketched a quick bow before taking off.

It was in the topmost floor of this building where the four Generals officially lived, though they spent equal amounts of time in the Garrison and in their rooms located in the same wing as the Prince's in the main palace.

"Prince Endymion?" Nephrite called tentatively as he and the others cautiously (the novice had warned them of the prince's mood) entered the palace. Dressed in mail shirts but unarmed, the four were sweating and gasping for breath, having rushed straight from the practice field, where they had been training.

The prince, his face inhumanly calm – a sure sign that he was holding his temper – came out from one of the passageways that branched off from the front hall. He nodded curtly to them before doing an about-face, an unspoken order that his men follow him.

They reached a pair of double doors that led to the smaller ballroom of the palace and the prince pushed the doors almost violently open.

The more used of the two ballrooms in the palace, the smaller ballroom was where royalty gave balls to the aristocracy. It was also the place where the King gave Endymion his twenty-fourth birthday bash the night the mysterious woman fell on him. The other, bigger ballroom was for balls of which even untitled people could attend like coronation ceremonies and balls, engagements, and weddings. Sometimes, baptisms and the welcoming of a new heir were also done there, rather than in the huge front balcony of the palace, where the kingdom's population could see the royal family from the vast front plaza.

"Would any of you care to explain this?" He gestured to the interior of the room, scowling at his men.

Inside were heaps and heaps of flowers – flowers of every kind and in every imaginable color. There were bouquets and vases, from the intricately arranged to simple styles of just a few blooms; they were a riot of colors and smells. Although the smaller of the two ballrooms within the palace itself, it was still quite large and it was bursting with every floral imaginable.

"A garden grew here overnight?" Jadeite supposed half-jokingly.

"What happened? It looks like the entire floral population of the Earth is in this room." Zoisite looked around in surprise.

"Perhaps, this would explain everything." The prince nonchalantly kicked aside a few bouquets until he reached what used to be a small table set slightly behind the doors. Presently, though, it resembled a small mountain of tiny colored pieces of paper. It is assumed that the white marble table was somewhere underneath the overflowing stack.

Endymion indifferently grabbed a handful and gave them to Jadeite, the general nearest him. Jadeite got a few and gave the rest to the others.

Jadeite opened one. "'Dear Prince Endymion, I have heard of your sickness and wish only that you would get well soon. In my lands, I have had some success in the medical field and eagerly await summons to be able to take care of you. I am entirely at your disposal. Get well soon. Sincerely, Lady Marguerite'."

"'My lord Prince'," Zoisite read from another, "'Upon hearing of your delicate health, I have rushed last night to your home, hoping to care for you and express my concern over your health. Your butler, however, informed me that you were well cared for. I refuse to believe such nonsense for all know that men, remembering their mothers, flourish best under a woman's care. I shall take care of you, regardless of whomever and whatever bars my way. Until I am able to find a way to sneak into your room, I remain yours, Baroness Valerie. PS – get well soon'."

"'To my Prince Endymion'." Kunzite raised an eyebrow at the possessive wording. "'Get well soon, your highness. I shall see to it that I shall burn some sacrifices in our local temple to pray for your speedy recovery. Forever yours, Lady Krischelle of the Marknon Islands."

Nephrite read from his piece of paper as Endymion's scowl grew and the others carefully hid their expressions of amusement, "'Your Royal Highness, I shall send the finest physicians your kingdom has to offer in order to care for you. I would offer myself but the guard on the west wall – the one who caught me sneaking in last night – rudely told me to take myself off. Perhaps you'd best reprimand him for one does not speak to noble ladies as such. Get well soon. Best wishes, Countess Kathleen of Jephwood. PS – Don't worry about the Viscount, he's been dead a while'. Isn't she the pretty brunette who just got out of mourning?"

"Are they all like this?" Kunzite looked, awed, at the entire length of the ballroom and gazed in disbelief at the bright confetti of papers stacked behind the door.

"Yes," Endymion tightly answered.

"Wow. They must've stripped bare all the flowering plants of the entire kingdom," Jadeite whistled.

"Yes."

"What are you going to do with all these?" Zoisite inquired.

"I'm going to use them to decorate your graves."

The last, said seriously and without thought, caused the generals to turn to their prince in alarm.

"Now, now, let's be calm about this," Nephrite cautioned as the four generals slowly backed out of the room, warily watching their prince who was stalking forward with a black scowl on his face. "Surely you don't think this is our fault?"

"Not all of it," Endymion grudgingly admitted. "But most of it, surely."

"Of course not," Jadeite defended. "You told us to make something up to explain your absence so we had to come up with something plausible."

Endymion gritted his teeth, reining in his temper. "Yes, I know. But what you did, instead, was set every single woman out there to try and sneak in my home to try and 'take care' of me – in addition to the veritable garden of flowers that couldn't fit anywhere else in the palace except in this ballroom. And do you know how many rooms this castle has? Two hundred and five! Also, the guards informed me this morning that no less than fifteen – fifteen! – women were caught sneaking in! Climbing trees, scaling walls, one even went so far as to disguise herself as a man just to get past the gate! I'm under siege in my own home! And worse, I can't even go out because you told everyone I was sick! I can just imagine the deluge of questions and 'concerned' women who'll throw themselves at me once I set foot outside the palace walls!"

"The one who disguised herself, how did she get caught?" Nephrite asked curiously.

"The guard noticed that she walked… different."

"It's all in the hips," Jadeite said expertly. "Women walk differently than men because they have hips."

"What do you call this, then?" Nephrite patted his, um, hips?

"Pelvis."

"What's the difference?" Zoisite wondered.

"It's manlier that way."

Endymion's right eye began to tic.

"Guys…" Kunzite called warningly to his men and they turned again to the prince.

Nephrite tried to placate him. "Look, how were we supposed to know that the women of this kingdom would react like this when we told them you'd be sick?"

Endymion sighed as he ran his hands through his hair. His face, instead of scowling, now had a resigned and tired look on his face. Endymion's temper usually cooled off pretty quickly and he was never one to have a volatile temper. He said, tiredly, "You would think that I'd be used to all of this but each and every single time, I'm always taken aback at the females of our kingdom. Anyway, I'd just like to know one thing now, whose brilliant idea it was to spread the word that I was sick, anyway?"

Three index fingers swung towards Zoisite.

"What?" he said defensively. "It was the best I could come up with in such short notice! Being sick makes you inaccessible and explains your absences in the balls – which, by the way, has decreased in number since you're now supposedly indisposed; women of all ages can now catch up on their sleep. How the hell was I supposed to know that the entire female population would take it in their heads to play nursemaid? And send so many flowers?"

"So, how's the drop-dead gorgeous woman in your bed?" Jadeite smiled brightly, changing the subject once it was obvious that nobody really had anything new to say regarding the new garden in the palace.

"Jadeite!" The other four hissed at him while swiveling their heads to look if anyone was within hearing distance. They were kind of in public.

"What?"

"Not here, Jade." Endymion scowled.

"Where then?" He brightened. "In your room perhaps?"

The Prince's private chambers were actually a couple of interconnected rooms, including the Prince's bedroom itself. There was his bathing area, his sitting room, and a small private study ideal for personal correspondences or just enjoying a private drink or reading a book. The double doors opened first into the private sitting room or audience chamber; inside the room, there were two doors, one which led to his study and the other to his bedroom. Inside his bedroom was another room, his bathing room. Usually, the High Command hung out in Endymion's study or sitting room, but in this instance, they gathered in the latter.

"How did you manage to hide her from the cleaning maids?" Nephrite wondered aloud without really expecting an answer. He went to the mantle above the fireplace and poured himself a drink. "You don't mind, do you?" he questioningly raised his glass to the prince.

"How can I say 'no' when you've already poured yourself a glass?" Endymion dryly asked.

"You know, I wondered that same thing myself." Nephrite grinned cheekily.

"Has she regained consciousness?" Kunzite asked, rearranging his mail shirt so he could sit more comfortably. Even though they were all curious and wanted to see the lady themselves, they respected her (and the Prince's) privacy and need for secrecy.

"Just for a little while. While she was awake, I fed her some broth and water; she couldn't seem to eat anything else. Anyway, since you spread the word last night, the maids already knew I was sick, so this morning I just told them that I would prefer if they didn't enter my room because I wasn't feeling my best and to send up some broth as breakfast. She came to about two or three times since late afternoon yesterday and each time, she just says that she's really tired and sleepy and dozes off. I don't think she's really aware of where she is or that someone was in the room with her. She can barely keep her eyes open." He frowned. "I suppose she's improving, though, because yesterday, all I could get into her was water before she'd fall asleep on me. This morning, I was able to feed her a few spoonfuls of broth, at least."

"Is she sick with something?" Kunzite asked, frowning, just as Jadeite queried, "Did she say who she was?"

Endymion answered both, "I don't think she's sick or anything because, other than her cuts and bruises and seeming exhaustion, I can see nothing wrong with her. And I don't know her name because she doesn't know it." Endymion frowned, remembering his guest's (patient's?) panic at realizing that she had no idea who she was. He was almost thankful she passed out almost immediately after that. There was just something about those blue eyes of hers…

Nephrite's eyebrows rose in surprise. "Amnesia? Is it possible?" They turned to Kunzite.

"What? Why are you all looking at me?"

"Because, 'Zite, you're the one who's most knowledgeable about medicine."

"Neph," he patiently explained. "I'm good with battle wounds and the occasional flu or fever from infection and first aid, but this is beyond anything I know. Maybe Zoi would know."

"Me?" Zoisite looked at them in surprise.

"You read a lot, you're smart; what do you think?" Endymion impatiently asked.

"I wouldn't even know where to begin! I read, yes, but that doesn't make me an expert. All I know about amnesia is that it's caused by a blow to the head. Endymion, I know you don't want to, but I think we need a professional's opinion, like an actual doctor. If she's got amnesia and hasn't been fully awake for more than a few minutes, something could be wrong."

Endymion ran his hands through his hair in agitation. The four men just stared at him, waiting for his decision.

He ran his hands through his tousled hair again before speaking, "All right. Get the best and most discreet doctor you can find and bring him here. Keep in mind that all this is to remain a secret."

August 5, 11:00 am

Silver Millenium Palace, Moon

"So, basically, what you're trying to tell me is that she did use the Teleport Device?" Queen Serenity asked in a voice that scared everyone all the more for its calm detachment. Lord Artemis and Lady Luna stood stoically on each side of the raised platform where the Queen stood facing the Senshi.

"Yes, your majesty." The Senshi, all properly attired in their Sailor uniforms, were kneeling on their left knees in front of the Lunarian thrones. Their upper bodies were bent with their left hands on the floor to balance their weight.

"And that we can't look at the Teleport Log to see where she went because she spilled her milkshake all over the mechanism?"

"Yes, your majesty."

"But she left, or dropped, her bag right before Teleporting?"

"Yes, your majesty."

Venus elaborated, "As far as we can infer, she went to the Teleport Room with her backpack and a milkshake. Since she doesn't really know much about computers, especially not about the Teleport Machine, she was probably drinking her milkshake while she tried to figure out the controls."

Mercury continued, "She probably spilled her milkshake, causing the machine to haywire and yet, somehow, it started to light up as if to Teleport so she ran towards the main platform, accidentally dropping her bag as the machine started to break down her molecular structure in preparation for Teleportation."

"Then she got Teleported out?"

"Yes, your majesty."

Silence. Then, "Are you trying to tell me that my daughter is out there, possibly spread out all over the Solar System, molecule by precious molecule?"

"No, your majesty."

Mercury quickly explained, "The Teleportation Log may be broken but it can still tell us whether the traveler was able to arrive at his/her destination safe and sound – that's in another part of its memory that was thankfully spared – and it clearly stated that the last traveler arrived safe and sound, if a little bit confused due to the busted main mechanism."

"A little bit confused?"

"Maybe a lot confused," Mercury amended. "Teleporting is, to a first timer, quite nauseating and confusing, as well as exhausting; to be a first-time traveler while the machine is busted is bound to make all the side effects worse."

"At least she's alive." The Queen sighed in relief. "That's something. Any ideas where? Have you been able to contact all the other kingdoms?"

"Yes, your majesty," Mars replied. "We Called upon Mercury and asked them to Teleport trusted men and women to the others and inform them of the events that have unfolded."

"And?"

Jupiter grudgingly responded, "And, as of half an hour ago, nobody has seen any sign that the Princess arrived in their kingdoms. Mars was the easiest to scan since all the King and Queen had to do was Look for a non-Martian aura; the Transformation Pen can change Serenity's looks but it can't change her core aura, at least not enough for Mars' parents to completely miss it, so that's what they did. We also guessed that Serenity would not go to Mars for exactly that reason. She knows that Martians have a highly developed psychic mind and that no amount of changing or transforming would hide her if Martians were to use their power to the fullest. Mercury was also quick to respond since they are a close-knit and small kingdom; they know each other and strangers are easy to spot. Venusians were a bit harder; they're all blond there and eight out of ten are women. Likewise, it's hard to search my people, the Jovians, because we're spread out in different colonies on the many moons of Jupiter. But, as I mentioned, as of half an hour ago, there have been no sign of the Princess. The Outer Senshi, after conducting their own personal searches on their kingdoms, will come here to report their findings in person and to offer their help as well. By that time, the Teleport Device will have been fixed and they'll be able to arrive here, no problem."

"We can't wait that long, every minute counts." The Queen sighed and turned towards the Senshi and resolutely squared her shoulders. "In that case, there's only one thing to do: you must go to Earth and look Serenity there."

"What!" the four objected. "But – "

The Queen drew herself up regally. "We call upon you to fulfill your Oaths, did you not vow to protect the Moon Princess at all costs?"

"Yes, your majesty." The four bowed their heads even lower, half in respect and half in chagrin, for the Queen only used the Royal plural when calling them to their duty as a sort of oblique reprimand.

"Your main objective is to find her, for without her, the Lunarian kingdom and the entire Silver Alliance hangs in the balance. We need the Princess, she is the heir, the hereditary guardian of the Silver Crystal."

"Yes, your majesty. We understand the gravity of the situation," Venus agreed.

"Then you will do all you can to find her?"

"Yes, your majesty."

"Even going to Earth in disguise?"

"Yes, your Majesty," the Senshi answered in grudging tones after a heartbeat of silence.

"Then know that We are pleased."

"We're glad, your majesty."

The Queen began pacing on the dais, talking as she thought, "I know we'd all prefer not to have anything to do with Earth, after all, Earth is the only non-Alliance member although we've asked a few times in their history. They will not willingly welcome you nor will they believe we're looking for the Princess in their lands and mean them no harm. They refuse to admit our existence and the apathy between our two people is too great. No one in their right minds will believe that our Princess might voluntarily run away to be in their kingdom. Due to that, if you went there as you were, you would be considered as enemies and they'd treat you accordingly. No, no, you can't go there as you are." She stared at the four kneeling Senshi. "You must go in disguise, pretend to be Terrans, and conduct your search as such."

"What!" The four objected, each vehemently defending their right to use their powers.

"Your Majesty! My psychic powers will greatly aid us in our search for the Princess!"

"No, Mars. I have heard that the royal family and their most trusted generals have some talent in that area – although, I think they're oblivious to that," she said almost sneeringly, derisive at the thought of unchecked and untrained powers that were far too precious and powerful to ignore. "They must not feel you using your powers."

"I can serve you better if I could have access to my people's advanced technology, your Majesty."

"I beg to differ, Mercury. You will serve Us better if you pretended to be a normal Terran. They have yet to be as technologically advanced as your people; you must use their technology and no other. You cannot and must not draw unwanted attention to yourselves."

"But your Majesty – "

The Queen raised a hand for silence. "Jupiter, Venus, I know what you're going to say. Even though both your powers will be a boon in finding the Princess, it would be far safer for you to search her out using normal Terran means. After all, what would happen if you did use your powers and you were found out? And exposed before you could find the Princess? No, it's better this way. Even if it takes a little longer, at least my mind will be at peace that you four are safe."

"'Normal Terran means'," Jupiter echoed, frowning. "What's that supposed to mean?"

Lord Artemis dryly answered, "It means using your eyes and ears and powers of deduction."

"Do they have any of those?" Lady Luna murmured to herself but it was loud enough to be heard by everyone in the empty throne room.

"You're right." The Queen frowned.

"Your majesty," Venus protested, insulted. "We're not stupid!"

"Of course you're not," the Queen agreed placidly. "However, you are young, and deception, spying, and the like have never been your forte."

"We have been trained and are fully adequate," Jupiter objected, still insulted. "We are Senshi!"

"Still, you lack experience." The Queen raised a hand at their protesting expressions and explained kindly, in a motherly fashion that the Senshi could not take offense, "I know your training. I know that you are the best in what you do. That is who you are and what you were trained to be, but theoretical knowledge does not compare to practical experience and of the latter you have precious little. You are all relatively young still and while I have complete faith in your abilities, I'd rather be safe than sorry. I've already lost a daughter, don't make me lose four more. Not to mention, the political ramifications if all five of you disappeared," she added in a dry tone of voice. She sighed, serious once more. "Losing Serenity is a catastrophe. Let's not aggravate the situation any further, understood? To that end, I ask, no, I beg that when you go to Earth in disguise, exert maximum caution and remember everything that you've ever learned. Please. Also, your distinctive auras and striking looks will have to be toned down. Understood?"

"Yes, your majesty." This time, the Senshi responded with understanding and affection.

"I ask not only as your monarch but as your surrogate mother here on the Moon."

Said like that, how could the Senshi do anything but agree?

"Agreed?" The Queen wanted to hear their full and willing cooperation.

Which they freely gave: "As you wish, your Majesty."

The Queen thoughtfully tapped her chin with a long tapered fingernail. "As I said, it's best to be safe than sorry. I really don't want anything to happen to you – or to the Princess. Lord Artemis, Lady Luna," she called and the two bowed to her. "I want you to watch over them."

"Yes, your majesty."

"In disguise."

"Will we be their guardians on Earth?"

"Of a sort." The Queen frowned at them as she formed her plan. Absently, she explained, "The Transformation Pen makes this a bit harder but since my daughter can only change the way she looks and not be able to change her gender, even if she tries to hide it, we just have to narrow our search to one gender."

"All the females? That's still quite a lot." Jupiter frowned.

"Which is why we have to move quickly. Jupiter, I cannot stress enough how important it is that she be found. Venus, you shall be called Minako Aino and you're to get a job as a palace maid. That way, you'll be privy to inside information and if the others are in danger of being exposed, you'll be able to warn them."

"A maid?" Venus, who has never done a lick of honest work in her entire life and, indeed, had a bossy attitude to rival any monarch, distastefully wrinkled her nose.

"Jupiter, with your excellent cooking skills, you'll own a restaurant or a bakery, preferably in the heart of the business section of the city. Get to know the merchants of the city – they travel extensively and exchange news for business; you can obtain information that way. Tell everyone your name's Makoto Kino."

"I guess that's not too bad." Inwardly, Jupiter was pleased since she loved cooking and was one of the best cooks in the Alliance, although she rarely got a chance to indulge her kitchen talents due to her Senshi duties.

"Mercury, with your vast knowledge, you can find a job as a professor or private tutor. I'd actually prefer that you be in a university where your students will be around the same age as Serenity – they might know about a new girl and you can learn much if you keep your eyes and ears open. Unfortunately, on Earth, I've heard that only men can become professors and only males are allowed to study higher levels of education." Her face had a distasteful expression at that unfair discrimination. "Perhaps you can be a tutor or guardian to a silly debutante and gain information that way? I've also heard they have balls and parties and such. If there's any new female on the scene, it's your job to find out. Call yourself Ami Mizuno."

"A tutor to silly debutantes?" Mercury repeated in disbelief. "Silly?"

"Mars, perhaps you can use your psychic abilities to a minimal extent – you'll be a Shrine Priestess; I've heard they have some psychic powers, although most are just sleights of hand. Anyway, be sure not to use too much of your powers or else you'll be found out. You'll be known as Rei Hino." Here, the Queen paused for a while. "I believe I read somewhere that Shrine compounds are quite extensive and usually situated in the outskirts of the city, so all of you can live in one and no one will think much of it or even know about it. You can share the information you gathered and make sense of it all as often as you need."

"I guess I don't mind being a priestess." Mars was secretly pleased to have been given what sounded like the easiest assignment.

The Queen turned to Lord Artemis and Lady Luna and studied their poise, erect posture, and regal bearing. "With the way you are, I don't think you'd be able to fool the Terran population for very long, not even as nobility since they're rather numbered and close-knit. To penetrate their number requires additional power and intricate planning and I'd rather not exert that effort unless I absolutely have to. And I'd also rather not infiltrate that society until and unless I'm sure of what we're looking for. So, rather, the two of you will be the girls' pets."

"Pets?" they protested.

"A dog, I think, or perhaps a cat. Yes, definitely a cat. I can't see you two being obedient like a dog. You'll be cats," she announced with finality.

"Cats?" they objected.

Ignoring the two, the Queen turned to the Senshi. "Girls, obtain or create some normal Terran clothes and be ready to Teleport tonight. Once the Teleport Device is fixed, I want you out. The absolute second it's fixed, do you understand? Not a second longer. While waiting for the repairs to finish, hone your disguises and start practicing how to lessen your, well, auras, I guess. And don't forget to do research on your identities. And don't change too much of how you look, just in case Serenity wants to go home and can't figure out how. At least she'll be able to recognize you. Just change enough so that you don't attract too much attention. You know the drill."

All the girls were very beautiful and tended to strike out in a crowd – both due to their looks and their auras, which was much more honed as compared to the rest of their people since they were royalty and Senshi and all that. Possession and use of Senshi power enhanced everything that made them who they are.

"Once you arrive, I want you to begin executing your plans. You will assimilate yourselves within the population by tomorrow morning. Start with the capital and then later, if you're not successful, try the other areas. I know Serenity and she was never good with geography, in order to Teleport, she'd have to cite a location. Even busted, we'll have to assume the Teleport Device still requires a location. This is as good a bet as any." The Queen looked pleased.

"Cats?" Lord Artemis and Lady Luna complained.

Queen Serenity continued her rapid-fire orders to the Senshi. "Mars, when you arrive tonight, use your powers minimally and sparingly to avoid detection, since others with Talent can also Feel you. You know how to do that; you've been Trained. I want you to make everyone exude the feeling and Feeling that you four have always been there. Make yourselves exude auras of familiarity – you know the drill. Mercury, use your Memory Device 1.0 to help Mars out. I'll allow you to bring that to Earth. I know it's a rudimentary piece of technology and you're used to the latest version, but you'll have to make do. Also, I'll allow you to bring your Viewing Glasses; those two will help you in your search for Serenity and they can pass Terran muster. After all, the Viewing Glasses look like ordinary bifocals and the Memory Device looks like a crystal ball; you may only bring those two and nothing else, understand?"

"As you command, your majesty," Mercury said with some relief; gadgets to a Mercurian are what clothes are to a Venusian – very, very important.

"The King is personally overseeing the search of our daughter here on the Moon, although I think it's pretty clear to everyone that she's not here. When he returns later, I'll tell him what we have planned. When the Outer Senshi arrive, I'll think about whether or not to send them after you – that is, if they can't find Serenity anywhere on their lands either. If Serenity is found elsewhere, I'll contact you and keep you updated. We can have you Teleported back immediately. On the other hand, if Serenity isn't found within the Silver Alliance colonies, then I expect updates as often as possible on your progress on Earth. Understood?"

"Yes, your majesty," the Senshi replied.

"Cats?" the soon-to-be-cats wailed.

"Do take care of yourselves. I'd be quite cross if I lost any of you too."

"Yes, your Majesty."

"Cats?"