Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon characters. I own Emily and Daniel,
maybe more.
Background Info: Hotaru is Sailor Saturn. She's in seventh grade attending middle school and Serena and gang is attending eighth grade at the same school.
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:After School:
"School's out!" Hotaru cried, as she finally caught up to Emily. Hotaru was panting like she just finished being chased by a tiger.
"Hi! Why panting so hard?"
"I don't know. *pant pant* I just can't seem to run the daily *pant* 400 meters for Phys. Ed. warm up *pant* without collapsing. I just don't get it!" Hotaru complained.
"Well, you just have to get used to it."
"You can run 1*pant* 500 meters non-stop. That is very extraordinary *pant* and very few people can sprint *pant* the last 500 yards after running all that. You know, I have to admit, *cough* I envy you."
"Well, it takes practice."
"Practice? *pant*"
"You know, if you would stop panting I could maybe understand a word or two. But at this rate, I can't."
Hotaru took out her water bottle and took a small sip.
"Better?"
"Yes."
Hotaru said, "How do you practice?"
"I don't know. I really do not know. I just run everyday."
"You don't know how to practice but you run everyday? Isn't that practicing?"
"I suppose. But you don't really 'practice'. You 'run'."
"I suppose." They arrived at Hotaru's large mansion.
"Wait here!" Hotaru called out as she ran up the stairs into her house.
She arrived and the maid asked, "Yes?"
Hotaru stood up straight. "Hotaru requests to go volunteering." She smiled. She loved acting, the shame was, she didn't get into drama class.
"Request granted. Call if you get into trouble."
"OK!"
5:35, Hotaru thought. Must make it to grocery store in 10 minutes.
Emily grabbed Hotaru's hand. "C'mon! Seven minutes left!"
Emily jogged at a steady pace while Hotaru struggled to catch up.
"Stop going so fast!" Hotaru complained.
Emily stopped and smiled. "Yes."
Hotaru caught up and Emily held her hand. Hotaru leaned on Emily for support. *pant pant*
"Next time, don't run so fast."
"I wasn't running! I was jogging!"
"So? What's the difference? You're still going at a faster pace than I am."
"Take a drink from your water bottle. It'll make you feel better."
Hotaru did as instructed and they continued running. They had two minutes left and they hurried to their designated places.
Emily arrived at the counter and said her name. "Over to the 'V' section. Daniel and Minako will work with you."
She walked over to the 'V' sorting section where she saw Daniel.
"Hi. Um. I suppose we are supposed to work on sorting this out by category first?" wondered Emily.
Daniel said, "I don't know." He faced the teenage instructor, Minako.
"The girl's right." She said blankly.
Daniel and Emily doubted the answer but followed it anyhow.
Together, they passed books to each other and sorted and sorted and sorted.
"I don't know when was the last time I worked this hard!" complained Daniel.
"What do you have, maids or servants to do your room cleaning?" teased Emily.
"No, but I don't have such a messy room." Again complained Daniel.
"Do you have a small room or a big room?" asked Emily.
"A big room. I use most of it for my trophies."
"Same here! I have a big room full of trophies." Commented Emily.
"Is your room upstairs or downstairs?" asked Daniel.
"Downstairs. My dad is afraid all my trophies will make the room collapse."
"Same here. I really wanted this room upstairs but my dad said no." said Daniel. "It had the view of entire Tokyo!"
Emily started poking Daniel. "Entire Tokyo?"
"Ok, ok, I'm over exaggerating. So what?"
"Over exaggerating is bad for you. Tsk tsk."
Emily happily thought, we have a lot in common.
After an hour of back-breaking work, they completed half of the categorizing.
Emily wiped the sweat off her forehead and brushed her annoying waist- length dark brown hair aside.
"I wish I had a rubber band with me," she declared. "I need to tie my hair."
Daniel was the first to answer. "I have one!"
He took the rubber band off his wrist and gave it to her.
"It was part of a gift, that's why it is a golden-coated rubber band."
"Thank you," Emily whispered.
" 'Welcome."
"Would you stop acting out those stupid love stories I have to act out during drama? It's annoying and sickening." Complained Minako. "I'm getting paid for completing this work you know. So keep going."
"But this is voluntary."
"So, that doesn't mean I can't get paid." Whuffed Minako.
"You should work too, you know."
"Oh fine, if it really concerns you."
Minako started sorting professionally. She took one book, placed it here, took another, placed it there.
In 15 minutes, the other half of the 'V' books were categorized.
"Now be good and put it in category boxes. Look at these numbers and place it in the correct cart, alphabetically."
When they finally finished the work, Minako gave them each a Sailor Venus sticker and said, "Thanks. You worked really well."
Background Info: Hotaru is Sailor Saturn. She's in seventh grade attending middle school and Serena and gang is attending eighth grade at the same school.
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:After School:
"School's out!" Hotaru cried, as she finally caught up to Emily. Hotaru was panting like she just finished being chased by a tiger.
"Hi! Why panting so hard?"
"I don't know. *pant pant* I just can't seem to run the daily *pant* 400 meters for Phys. Ed. warm up *pant* without collapsing. I just don't get it!" Hotaru complained.
"Well, you just have to get used to it."
"You can run 1*pant* 500 meters non-stop. That is very extraordinary *pant* and very few people can sprint *pant* the last 500 yards after running all that. You know, I have to admit, *cough* I envy you."
"Well, it takes practice."
"Practice? *pant*"
"You know, if you would stop panting I could maybe understand a word or two. But at this rate, I can't."
Hotaru took out her water bottle and took a small sip.
"Better?"
"Yes."
Hotaru said, "How do you practice?"
"I don't know. I really do not know. I just run everyday."
"You don't know how to practice but you run everyday? Isn't that practicing?"
"I suppose. But you don't really 'practice'. You 'run'."
"I suppose." They arrived at Hotaru's large mansion.
"Wait here!" Hotaru called out as she ran up the stairs into her house.
She arrived and the maid asked, "Yes?"
Hotaru stood up straight. "Hotaru requests to go volunteering." She smiled. She loved acting, the shame was, she didn't get into drama class.
"Request granted. Call if you get into trouble."
"OK!"
5:35, Hotaru thought. Must make it to grocery store in 10 minutes.
Emily grabbed Hotaru's hand. "C'mon! Seven minutes left!"
Emily jogged at a steady pace while Hotaru struggled to catch up.
"Stop going so fast!" Hotaru complained.
Emily stopped and smiled. "Yes."
Hotaru caught up and Emily held her hand. Hotaru leaned on Emily for support. *pant pant*
"Next time, don't run so fast."
"I wasn't running! I was jogging!"
"So? What's the difference? You're still going at a faster pace than I am."
"Take a drink from your water bottle. It'll make you feel better."
Hotaru did as instructed and they continued running. They had two minutes left and they hurried to their designated places.
Emily arrived at the counter and said her name. "Over to the 'V' section. Daniel and Minako will work with you."
She walked over to the 'V' sorting section where she saw Daniel.
"Hi. Um. I suppose we are supposed to work on sorting this out by category first?" wondered Emily.
Daniel said, "I don't know." He faced the teenage instructor, Minako.
"The girl's right." She said blankly.
Daniel and Emily doubted the answer but followed it anyhow.
Together, they passed books to each other and sorted and sorted and sorted.
"I don't know when was the last time I worked this hard!" complained Daniel.
"What do you have, maids or servants to do your room cleaning?" teased Emily.
"No, but I don't have such a messy room." Again complained Daniel.
"Do you have a small room or a big room?" asked Emily.
"A big room. I use most of it for my trophies."
"Same here! I have a big room full of trophies." Commented Emily.
"Is your room upstairs or downstairs?" asked Daniel.
"Downstairs. My dad is afraid all my trophies will make the room collapse."
"Same here. I really wanted this room upstairs but my dad said no." said Daniel. "It had the view of entire Tokyo!"
Emily started poking Daniel. "Entire Tokyo?"
"Ok, ok, I'm over exaggerating. So what?"
"Over exaggerating is bad for you. Tsk tsk."
Emily happily thought, we have a lot in common.
After an hour of back-breaking work, they completed half of the categorizing.
Emily wiped the sweat off her forehead and brushed her annoying waist- length dark brown hair aside.
"I wish I had a rubber band with me," she declared. "I need to tie my hair."
Daniel was the first to answer. "I have one!"
He took the rubber band off his wrist and gave it to her.
"It was part of a gift, that's why it is a golden-coated rubber band."
"Thank you," Emily whispered.
" 'Welcome."
"Would you stop acting out those stupid love stories I have to act out during drama? It's annoying and sickening." Complained Minako. "I'm getting paid for completing this work you know. So keep going."
"But this is voluntary."
"So, that doesn't mean I can't get paid." Whuffed Minako.
"You should work too, you know."
"Oh fine, if it really concerns you."
Minako started sorting professionally. She took one book, placed it here, took another, placed it there.
In 15 minutes, the other half of the 'V' books were categorized.
"Now be good and put it in category boxes. Look at these numbers and place it in the correct cart, alphabetically."
When they finally finished the work, Minako gave them each a Sailor Venus sticker and said, "Thanks. You worked really well."
