Quicksilver's Quill Offers
Blue Eyes... Beautiful Blue- Hey Wait!!! I Used That Title
Already.... Let's Call This Fic "The Stand In"
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Disclaimers: WHOA! QS is actually writing out a disclaimer! The
people below either are from Sailor Moon, or belong to themselves.
Author's Notes: The final part!!! Saffir is MUCH relieved!

Quicksilver rolled her eyes. "Saffir isn't the Rose
Suitor!" she exclaimed. Saffir was backing away, but Quicksilver
caught onto his collar and held him.
"If he's filling in for Mamoru, he's the Rose Suitor," The
Lone Pig countered.
Quicksilver sighed and started running her hands all over
Saffir's chest.
Blushing, Saffir exclaimed. "Hey!! What do you think
you're doing, hentai!"
"Trying to find the sword I'm suppose to duel with- you know,
Power of Dios and all that? I must say that you have a nice build,
though," QS grinned at him, enjoying his embarassed face.
"QS no baka!" he said.
"Well, when you're done groping him, I'm waiting!" The Lone
Pig said in a cynical voice. He held the foil with experienced
ease, and QS KNEW she was in trouble.
"And after you're done fighting TLP, I'll be your next
duelist," another voice said. Juri stood holding an orange rose
smiled sneakily, and Quicksilver could feel the sweattdrops form on
the back of her neck.
"Um, I think it's time we got out of here, Saffir-chan,"
Quicksilver said with a smile, and grabbed his hand, dragging him
towards a highway. Putting her fingers in her mouth, she let forth
an ear-piercing whistle. "Taxi!"
Of course a taxi didn't appear. QS was about to panic
(since TLP and Juri were closing in on them) when a car pulled
over. She opened the back door and shoved Saffir in, then hopped in
herself. "Step on it!" she exclaimed dramatically, ignoring the
other passenger in the front seat.
The driver cocked an eyebrow. "You have to be kidding me- I
don't want to damage my car," she said.
QS grinned. "Annie-chan, Arigatou for picking us up. I
know I said this before, but I REALLY love the fragrance in here....
it's so pretty.... I'm sure I've smelt it somewhere before..." she
mused.
Saffir was VERY tired of getting jerked around like a doll.
"Do you trust her dricing?" he asked. He really hated cars.
Riding in cars was on his "avoid doing" list right up there with
kissing Esmeraude, or agreeing to let Rubeus pilot a spaceship they
were on together.
"Sure!!! She's the best driver on the SMRFF ML that I've
rode with."
Annie laughed lightly, and Saffir cast his most obsessed fan
a distrusting glare. "Should I ask how many people on the list
you've had the pleasure of taking a trip with?" he asked formally.
Quicksilver giggled nervously. "One?"
Annie laughed even harder at Saffir's nervous expression.
"It's ok!" she reassured him.
Saffir cast them both EXTREMELY nervous glances before he
decided it was time to BEAT IT. Opening the door, he jumped out,
cape flaring behind him. Quicksilver made a grab, but for the first
time, missed rather dramatically. "IIEE!" she yelled angrily.
"Turn around!!! Turn around!"
Annie sighed. "Can't- this is a one-way street!"
"IIEE!" Quicksilver wailed. "This is SOOOOO not fair.
The other passenger spoke for the first time. "Don't worry,
Quicksilver-san. I drew you a picture of Saffir so you always have
something to remember him by," Dae said cheerily, holding out a manga-
style black and white picture of Saffir wearing Tuxedo Kamen's outfit.
Quicksilver sniffled. Somehow it just wasn't the same.

END PART FIVE

Eplogue One::

"I am SOOOOO glad that's over!" Saffir exclaimed to his older
brother. Both of them were currently hiding in a very large room.
Saffir was wondering why Demando had insisted on being in the foot-
ball stadium-sized Nemesian Throne room. "Wouldn't it be better if
we found somewhere else to hide? Like not so much in plain sight?"
Demando shivered. "NO. I find myself beset by a very
severe case of claustrophobia lately. Perhaps it has something to
do with the closets I have found myself locked inside of."
Saffir sniffed. "Well, if you would leave Meredith's
computer ALONE, she wouldn't do such evil things to you. At least
you're not stuck looking like Tuxedo Kamen," Saffir said in disgust.
"Well, you should be relieved that Quicksilver ran out of
energy- I heard that she wanted to insert Sidnei, Jay-chan, Rinoa,
Sailor Opal, Megan and Sakura Girl as well, but ran out of creative
torture plans for you."
"And how would you know that?" Saffir demanded.
Demando blushed heavily and looked highly embarassed.
"Well, did you ever wonder how you wound up in Quicksilver's custody
to start with?"
"Yes. I assumed Rubeus was the one who had sold me out, but
I... oniisan! YOU DIDN'T!"
Demando had the grace to look embarassed. "Well, I needed
to bribe her to let me out of the closet someway.... I assumred you'd
understand."
Saffir's eyes narrowed dangerously. "That was a dirty,
rotten trick," Saffir grumbled.
Demando shrugged. "She would have found you anyway- she's a
good stalker."
"Still..." Saffir trailed off, thinking. He opened his
mouth to verbalize his thoughts, but was interupted by the door
opening, and a car pulling in. Annie looked extremely sulky in the
passenger seat, and Quicksilver was grinning manically behind the
wheel that she had comandeered. Behind the car was a large bus full
of SMRFF members, many of whom had missed the chance to appear in the
fanfic.
Quicksilver leaned out the window and yelled to him. "Hey,
Saffir-chan!!! I just got some more ideas! And we never did get
to that fic!"
THUMP! Demando watched as his brother fainted.

Epilogue Two:

Chiba Mamoru heaved a sigh of relief. Mamo-day was finally
over, and the level of fanfics with him in them had fallen off to a
more managable level.
He was profoundly grateful that Quicksilver had never gotten
her mits on him- after reading about Saffir's misadventures, he
reaffirmed his resolve to stay out of the neurotic author's way.
Fallen back onto the couch, he put his feet up. Usagi would
be arriving soon, and taking a short nap would help him deal with his
hyper girlfriend.
VROOOM!
Opening his eyes, he looked up in amazement. In front of
him was a car, a bus, and a large crowd of hyper girls. There were
two men, his adversaries formerly, but looking in their eyes led him
to a feeling of kinship.
"HIIIIIIIII MAMO-CHAN!" the girls carolled, and two of their
number grabbed him.
THUMP!! Saffir and Demando watched as Mamoru fainted.

END

Ok, I'm wierd and wacked out.... this story is dedicated with much
love to my fellow SMRFFers, who put up with me when I go on a
rampage.... gomen for not using everyone, but that's an impossible
task!
Thanx to everyone for making Mamo-day a success. I am currently
working on the page (with help from Sailor Sherry, as soon as I fish
her out of the fanfic I booted her into), and voting should be up....
sometime.
Arigatou to Klutz for dedicating a fic to me- I haven't read it yet
(I read them as I put them up, or I review what Sherry did) but I
promise feedback when I get a chance.
Ja ne, minna!

-PS.... Meredith, you have permission to post anything I post to the
list- do you need another copy of VIRGO 5? It was submitted to the
list already, but I can EM you one.