Broken Rose:

Broken Rose:

Ok, you can come in, the voice said. Rini turned the doorknob and was welcomed in by a wonderful scent.

"Mmmmmmmmmm…" she said, "smells wonderful."

It should, anything Lita makes should smell good.

"Lita made something?"

She's always making something.

"What is it?"

Brownies. Sit down and enjoy them with me.

"Yummy!"

My favorite, chocolate chocolate chip!

"I love this kind too!"

Now, down to business.

"Business?"

Here, my dear, the voice said while Galia reached into her pocket. Out came a silver chain with little moon clasps.

"Wow…it's beautiful…"

Oh, yes, the voice in her head said, and Galia once more reached into her pocket and pulled out a note. All the note said was:

Just like you.

Rini puzzled over it until she realized what it meant. When she had said that the bracelet was beautiful this person meant the same thing about her. *How sweet* she thought.

It is. And he is.

"How'd you read my thoughts?"

I speak through your mind, duh.

"Oh."

You're a sweet girl, you know?

"Thanks."

You're welcome.

"These brownies are so---------- good!"

I must be going, get some much-needed sleep.

"Bye," Rini said as Galia left the room. Sighing she got dressed in her nightgown and sat down at her vanity to brush her hair. A knock on her door brought her falling back into reality. "What?"

"Courier service! Bringing you a package baked with lots of love," the voice yelled through the door.

"Come on in Mom!" Rini shouted.

"I thought you had forgotten me, my little one."

"Almost did. Did you bring me anything to eat?"

"Yup! I actually baked something that doesn't taste bad for once!"

"Oooooh…let's taste it then!"

"It's just a cake…"

"Once you told me that you knew what kind of cake to bake me, what kind was that?"

"Burnt?"

"Haha. Let's try this cake."

"Ok…" her mother said and held out an unburned chocolate cake.

"Mmmmmmm. Good cake! Remember when that painter actually ate your food?"

"Yes. He was a really good artist, actually."

"You said you didn't like the eyes he made."

"So?"

"Now the picture he made is hanging up."

"So?"

"This cake is yummy."

"You're changing the subject."

"So?"

"So? Answer my question."

"What was the question?"

"What question?" Rini's mother asked at the same time a knock came at the door.

"Aren't we popular tonight?" Rini muttered and opened the door. The only thing there was a bunch of roses floating in mid-air. "Wow…"

"Wow, is right. Someone must really like you…"

"Do you know who?" Rini asked turning around and looking at her mother.

"Nope, not a single idea," her mother said averting her eyes.

"Yes, you do."

"No, I don't."

"Whatever. Good cake, though!"

"Thanks, Rini. I think I better go."

"Ok, bye Mom!" Rini said as her mom left the room.

"You better put those in water," her mother yelled back in reply. Rini went to fetch the roses but they were no longer there. Instead, they were in a vase on her vanity. Smiling, Rini went back to her hair brushing. Almost five minutes later she crawled into bed for a dreamless sleep.

Author's note: Did you like it? Love it? Hate it? Serena actually made cake that tasted good! Who sent her the roses? Hehe, it might not be who you think! Hate me? Love me? Want to strangle me? Tell me! :p~ Heehee!

Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon!