Underneath that mask . . .

Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon as much as I want to.

Minako's cousin is known for blabbing things. What will happen when she discovers the truth about Minako? Is life ruined for the Sailor Scouts?

Before you read this you should know that this takes place during the whole Prince Diamond thingy.

My four-year-old cousin Pamika stared up at me with big eyes. I can tell she looks up to me. It was spring break and all my relatives had come over. Spring break lasts about two weeks. If there's one aunt I hate it's my Aunt Lintia. Every time she comes over it's the same thing. "Look how much you've grown, Minako!"

"You're so big Minako!"

Then the time comes for cheek pinching.

It's DISGUSTING!!

No offence but they day they leave I'm thanking God.

The only good thing is Pamika. If you're feeling bad just look at her blue eyes and red hair, and you'll just MELT.

There's only bad thing. She blabs anything you tell her. Once I told her that Makoto had a crush on Takashei. BIG mistake. She told everybody that Makoto had a crush on him. Makoto wouldn't speak to me for a week.

"Minako, do you know who Sailor Moon is?"

I was about to say "Usagi." But I caught myself just in time.

Instead I tried to change the subject. "You want to go get some ice cream, Pamika?"

"Sure!" One thing I love about little kids is that you can make them do whatever you want to. We walked over to Café Jenneua and order some ice cream. I got cookie dough, and Pamika got chocolate. Then we walked along the streets of Tokyo.

"Minako, I know you're Sailor Venus." At first I wasn't really listening but when 'Sailor Venus.' I began to pay attention. "What are you talking about?" I laughed nervously. "You're Sailor Venus, Rei is Sailor Mars, Ami is Sailor Mercury, and Makoto is Sailor Jupiter. The only thing I don't know is WHO IS SAILOR MOON?"

I just stood there and gaped. She knows I thought. She knows, and she going to tell everybody.

My life if ruined.

TO BE CONTINUED . . .

What will Minako do? Will Pamika tell? Find out next time on

Underneath that mask . . .