The Other Side
by Goz
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon. If I did, I would've made them wear more clothes.
Warning: This is a Sailor Moon fanfic concerning various new Sailor Scouts of my own creation. It also contains liberal mixing of the Japanese version with the dub. Caveat emptor.
Note: This part, again, contains no action. The next does. Really. I promise.
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Part 5
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"So, what did he say?" asked Connelly casually. Andrea scowled at the back of Connelly's seat. Connelly just wasn't taking this seriously - she just didn't seem to realize how vital this was going to be for them.
A sensous voice whispered in Andrea's left ear "And it *is* going to be vital." Andrea sat straight up and tried to look around for the source of the voice without moving her head. That wasn't normal, not even for Andrea. "Did either of you hear that?" she asked uneasily before Ariane could answer Connelly's question.
"Hear what?" asked Connelly.
"Guess not," replied Ariane dryly. "What did you hear?"
"Never mind. It's not important." Probably not...
"Well, anywho, then docter confirmed that we are, indeed twins!" Ariane announced uncertainly.
"As if there was ever any doubt!" said Connelly cheerfully. "Now, all we've got to do is to figure out how you two got separated in the first place. And that's going to be much harder." Not that she didn't sound as heedlessly optimistic as always. Andrea suspected that that would soon get annoying.
"I know how we got separated," said Andrea.
"Beg pardon?" asked Connelly, sounding stunned. Simultaneously, Ariane said, "You do?" Her tone said that Andrea had darn well better explain.
Andrea timidly replied, "I kind of do, anyway."
"Tell us," said Connelly flatly. Ariane shot her an odd look.
"I lived with my father for several years, " said Andrea. "He was not a nice man. *I don't want to talk about that.*"
Andrea was silent for several minutes. She saw Ariane and Connelly exchanged halfway panicked glances. Connelly had slowed the car to a crawl, and people were giving them irritated glances.
"One day, I threatened to tell someone what he'd been doing. When he didn't stop, I went to my school counselor. She sent me into foster care, and my father just disappeared. The foster care eventually got me into an orphanage." She spoke as though she was reading aloud. "But the point is, I got a message from my father on the day he disappeared. The woman I was staying with then said that a man had called and said 'I should have given up on you, like the other one. *She* never hurt me.'"
by Goz
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon. If I did, I would've made them wear more clothes.
Warning: This is a Sailor Moon fanfic concerning various new Sailor Scouts of my own creation. It also contains liberal mixing of the Japanese version with the dub. Caveat emptor.
Note: This part, again, contains no action. The next does. Really. I promise.
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Part 5
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"So, what did he say?" asked Connelly casually. Andrea scowled at the back of Connelly's seat. Connelly just wasn't taking this seriously - she just didn't seem to realize how vital this was going to be for them.
A sensous voice whispered in Andrea's left ear "And it *is* going to be vital." Andrea sat straight up and tried to look around for the source of the voice without moving her head. That wasn't normal, not even for Andrea. "Did either of you hear that?" she asked uneasily before Ariane could answer Connelly's question.
"Hear what?" asked Connelly.
"Guess not," replied Ariane dryly. "What did you hear?"
"Never mind. It's not important." Probably not...
"Well, anywho, then docter confirmed that we are, indeed twins!" Ariane announced uncertainly.
"As if there was ever any doubt!" said Connelly cheerfully. "Now, all we've got to do is to figure out how you two got separated in the first place. And that's going to be much harder." Not that she didn't sound as heedlessly optimistic as always. Andrea suspected that that would soon get annoying.
"I know how we got separated," said Andrea.
"Beg pardon?" asked Connelly, sounding stunned. Simultaneously, Ariane said, "You do?" Her tone said that Andrea had darn well better explain.
Andrea timidly replied, "I kind of do, anyway."
"Tell us," said Connelly flatly. Ariane shot her an odd look.
"I lived with my father for several years, " said Andrea. "He was not a nice man. *I don't want to talk about that.*"
Andrea was silent for several minutes. She saw Ariane and Connelly exchanged halfway panicked glances. Connelly had slowed the car to a crawl, and people were giving them irritated glances.
"One day, I threatened to tell someone what he'd been doing. When he didn't stop, I went to my school counselor. She sent me into foster care, and my father just disappeared. The foster care eventually got me into an orphanage." She spoke as though she was reading aloud. "But the point is, I got a message from my father on the day he disappeared. The woman I was staying with then said that a man had called and said 'I should have given up on you, like the other one. *She* never hurt me.'"
