Ima=Mercury Atile=Jupiter Aneresa=Moon Eire=Mars Animi=Venus
Five scouts ducked into an alley. They detransformed.
"Pants. Much better." Animi sighed contentedly. It didn't last long. "It has to be like twenty degrees here. Look, there's snow on the ground." She gestured to the fluffy not-so-white stuff on the ground around them. "It was summer in America!"
"Never mind the weather! What the heck is going on here!" Eire looked at the other girls challengingly.
"Calm down I'm sure if we…" Ima's comment was cut short by the sound of Aneresa's stomach growling.
"All I know is I'm hungry." She headed off in the direction her instincts told her food lay. The rest followed.
They stopped outside what appeared to be a combination video game arcade and café. The sign read "Crown."
"Wait a minute. 'Crown,' Tokyo, Sailor Scouts…you don't think we've been sucked into the game or something?!" Aneresa looked at the others. If it were possible in real life, they would have all sweat dropped and face faulted.
"It took you that long to figure that out!" Eire demanded, "How did you ever end up Sailor Moon, she's smarter than that." The other three silently agreed. Aneresa had never been the brightest crayon in the box.
"Wahhhhh!!! Don't make fun of me!" Aneresa ran into the café.
"You shouldn't be so mean to her, Eire. She's just hungry. You know how she gets when she's hungry," said Atile.
"Do we have any money?" Ima asked. Everyone searched through the pockets of clothing they didn't realized they hadn't been wearing before transforming. They found what seemed to be currency.
"Man, it's in Japanese…wait…I know what it means. This is too weird." Animi said. The friends all agreed. They probably would have continued to stand there if a college-aged guy with sandy-blonde hair hadn't come out.
"Hey, anything wrong? Serena's actually waiting for you to come in before she eats. Is she sick?" Andrew asked, concerned. They glanced at each other, the name "Serena" catching them off guard even more than the fact that they were standing next to Andrew. They followed him into the café. Andrew was right; Aneresa was sitting in a corner booth with a large chocolate shake and two pizzas in front of her, looking at the food like a starved animal. They slid into the booth. Andrew went back to work. No one was close enough to hear them talk. Not that they spoke much for a few minutes; being a sailor scouts took a lot of energy out of them, and the pizza was good. The five finished it off quickly.
"So, it's night, it's cold, and we obviously have to go home." Eire stated.
"Yeah, but where is home? For that matter, are we in the real Tokyo, or just the one from the RPG/anime?" Atile asked. No one had an answer to that. Ima took a deep breath to calm her nerves and order her thoughts.
"Well, we came to the café easily enough. If we really have somehow mysteriously become the Sailor Scouts, then we all have houses to go to."
"I meant we need to go to our real home." Eire said quietly. Again, no one had an answer to that. Animi looked out the window at the night sky. The stars were blocked out by the light of the buildings, yet the moon was bright and full in contrast.
"Is it safe for us to just run around alone at night?" Animi was from Chicago, where it wasn't safe at anytime of the day.
"Japan has one of the lowest crime rates of the developed countries," Ima said to reassure her, "Besides, I think that this is the world of the anime, so we should only have to worry about the occasional bully and nega monster."
"Then I guess we should go," Atile said, "I have a big test in English tomorrow anyway, and I haven't studied." She flushed in embarrassment when she realized what she'd said. Trouble in English? That was no problem, she was Atile Smith of Rockford, IL, and had spoken the language all her life. What surprised them all was that she had some memory as to the events of where they were now.
"You're right, we need to get some rest. Maybe we'll wake up tomorrow and find we've just experienced mass hypnosis or something," Ima said. They agreed and left, each letting her sub-conscience lead the way. Luckily, no one was awake when they reached their houses. Five confused girls fell into an uneasy sleep that night.