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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Emily was just about to leave the library when Daniel sprinted forward.
"Hey Emily!"
Emily turned around to see Daniel. " 'Sup?" she asked.
"Nothing. Where do you live?"
"About a 5 minute sprint."
"Same here. How about I race you to your home?"
"Unfair disadvantage. You don't even know where I live! I could make a sudden right turn, sudden left turn and arrive at my house and you would be lost!"
"Emily, we are on an honor system."
"'k. But if you get lost, it is not my fault."
"Whatever."
"Get ready, get set, GO!" Emily shouted.
They sprinted off, creating a blur to all passer by's. Daniel kept behind Emily, waiting to see her house.
Daniel thought, Emily is pretty fast, I'm actually struggling a little to keep up, and she's gaining forward!
Emily saw her white, pale house. The weeping willows brushed slightly against the white, pale Victorian house. A large and green and grassy lawn surrounded the house. Many ancient Chinese weeping willows lined the boundary. Doves and swans flocked toward the miniature lake. Fish glided through the clean, clear water. Daniel breathed in the crisp, fresh air. The newspaper lying on the road caught his eyes. He walked toward it and picked it up.
"Yo, Emily! It's Amy! She's won another flute competition! The ninety-first competition with a record of losing NONE! I'm her biggest fan! Hey Emily, why so gloom? She even looks like you! Which one's your house anyway?"
Emily called, "There! The one with lots of weeping willows!"
Emily sprinted at full speed, with Daniel not far behind. She pumped her arms, Daniel following suit.
She was advancing, Daniel falling behind.
She arrived at her house seconds before Daniel, who congratulated her.
"This is your home? I've always wanted to know who lived here."
He paused, Emily waiting for him to continue.
"I live next door." He finally said.
Emily said nothing, but she smiled.
"Really? That's interesting." Emily broke the silence.
"You want to come over?" Daniel offered. "No body is at home yet."
"You want to come over?" Emily offered. "No one's home at my house either."
"OK." Daniel accepted.
Emily turned the doorknob of her house and the door swung open.
"You don't lock your doors?"
"No point. Nobody's going to come here to steal anything. Besides, we lock it at night."
"How about daytime?" Daniel asked.
"Who in the world is going up into the suburbs to steal anything? We've got alarms, you know."
"Two maids, three servants."
"Same here. But what good are they going to do for your family?"
"We hired smart maids and strong servants, most likely unlike you."
"Password." The door ordered.
"Math Skills reproducible workbook."
"Enter."
The two entered the hall.
"Where's your maids?"
"They left for a party. Just tonight."
"Nice security." Daniel commented.
"You want to have some tea?"
"Tea? Who nowadays likes tea?"
"A little tea to perk you up. Green, black tea, orange, Samsung, raspberry, or lemon? Oh, and I forgot, Ice tea. Lemon Ice or Black Ice."
"Um… you got a little Coca Cola? Sprite? Pepsi?"
"I think we have ginger ale." Emily thought out loud.
"I can run to the store to get some," Emily offered.
"No thanks. I don't want to cause too much trouble."
"Want some juice then?" Emily asked.
"What kinds do you have?"
"Any you can imagine."
"Orange?"
"Yep."
"Apple?"
"Yep."
"Strawberry?"
"Wha? Strawberry? I thought it was only strawberry milk, not strawberry milk!"
"Well, you squish all the juice out of the strawberry and you get strawberry juice."
"Let's not get into Hi-C flavors, ok?"
"But they are juice," Daniel countered. They laughed.
"So what in the world do you want to drink?!" Emily asked, trying her best to sound irritated.
"Oh, angry at your guest now, aren't you?"
"Okay, but just because you are a guest. Oh sir Daniel, what would sire like to drink?" she said in her most polite voice.
Daniel started laughing out loud. Through gasps he said, "Lemon Iced tea please."
"What do you want to do now?" Emily asked curiously, for she had only commuted with boys at school, but only when necessary.
"Let's explore your room."
"My room?!" Emily pointed at herself. "My room?!"
"Yes, your room."
"In this case, let's go to the park." Emily joked.
"Fine with me," Daniel bent down, picking up his backpack.
Emily hurried herself in front of Daniel. "Please don't leave," Emily pleaded, "I'll be bored."
Daniel smiled, showing his front row of teeth. "Ok, I'll stay. But just because I have feelings for friends."
Emily pointed at herself. "I'm your friend? What an honor." Emily bowed a traditional Chinese bow and said, "Follow me."
Daniel obediently got out of his chair and followed Emily. Emily glided across the carpeted floor like a tour guide, saying things like Daniel was a person visiting a museum. "Here is the Tea Room—Oh, the Ballroom!—this is the family Library—Welcome to the Kitchen—etc. etc." Finally they arrived at Emily's room. Emily hesitated, and carefully placed her hand on the doorknob. She grasped it with both hands and turned it, trying not to make a sound. She slowly pushed the door inward, revealing rows and cabinets full of trophies and medals. Daniel gasped at the sight. Grand lights blinded the athlete's eyes. Daniel squinted, trying to take a look at how many trophies and medals she had earned. Emily saw him. "I've entered 181 soccer competitions, and won 147 out of that, and 132 running competitions, winning 109 out of that, 96 piano competitions, winning all but one, 102 violin competitions, winning all but three, and 91 flute competitions, winning all." Daniel was awed at her scores. "You're the famous Emily? The runner?"
"Yes." Emily admitted, wondering if he would ask more. He did.
"but how about all the other activities? I should have heard about them."
"Does Amy sound familiar to you?" she asked quietly.
"Yes, she's the best musician ever! Winning 99 of her 102 violin competitions, and 95 out of her 96 piano competitions—" Daniel stopped. He stared at Emily. Emily stared at him.
"Let's go outside." Daniel suggested.
"I second it." Emily agreed.
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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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Emily was just about to leave the library when Daniel sprinted forward.
"Hey Emily!"
Emily turned around to see Daniel. " 'Sup?" she asked.
"Nothing. Where do you live?"
"About a 5 minute sprint."
"Same here. How about I race you to your home?"
"Unfair disadvantage. You don't even know where I live! I could make a sudden right turn, sudden left turn and arrive at my house and you would be lost!"
"Emily, we are on an honor system."
"'k. But if you get lost, it is not my fault."
"Whatever."
"Get ready, get set, GO!" Emily shouted.
They sprinted off, creating a blur to all passer by's. Daniel kept behind Emily, waiting to see her house.
Daniel thought, Emily is pretty fast, I'm actually struggling a little to keep up, and she's gaining forward!
Emily saw her white, pale house. The weeping willows brushed slightly against the white, pale Victorian house. A large and green and grassy lawn surrounded the house. Many ancient Chinese weeping willows lined the boundary. Doves and swans flocked toward the miniature lake. Fish glided through the clean, clear water. Daniel breathed in the crisp, fresh air. The newspaper lying on the road caught his eyes. He walked toward it and picked it up.
"Yo, Emily! It's Amy! She's won another flute competition! The ninety-first competition with a record of losing NONE! I'm her biggest fan! Hey Emily, why so gloom? She even looks like you! Which one's your house anyway?"
Emily called, "There! The one with lots of weeping willows!"
Emily sprinted at full speed, with Daniel not far behind. She pumped her arms, Daniel following suit.
She was advancing, Daniel falling behind.
She arrived at her house seconds before Daniel, who congratulated her.
"This is your home? I've always wanted to know who lived here."
He paused, Emily waiting for him to continue.
"I live next door." He finally said.
Emily said nothing, but she smiled.
"Really? That's interesting." Emily broke the silence.
"You want to come over?" Daniel offered. "No body is at home yet."
"You want to come over?" Emily offered. "No one's home at my house either."
"OK." Daniel accepted.
Emily turned the doorknob of her house and the door swung open.
"You don't lock your doors?"
"No point. Nobody's going to come here to steal anything. Besides, we lock it at night."
"How about daytime?" Daniel asked.
"Who in the world is going up into the suburbs to steal anything? We've got alarms, you know."
"Two maids, three servants."
"Same here. But what good are they going to do for your family?"
"We hired smart maids and strong servants, most likely unlike you."
"Password." The door ordered.
"Math Skills reproducible workbook."
"Enter."
The two entered the hall.
"Where's your maids?"
"They left for a party. Just tonight."
"Nice security." Daniel commented.
"You want to have some tea?"
"Tea? Who nowadays likes tea?"
"A little tea to perk you up. Green, black tea, orange, Samsung, raspberry, or lemon? Oh, and I forgot, Ice tea. Lemon Ice or Black Ice."
"Um… you got a little Coca Cola? Sprite? Pepsi?"
"I think we have ginger ale." Emily thought out loud.
"I can run to the store to get some," Emily offered.
"No thanks. I don't want to cause too much trouble."
"Want some juice then?" Emily asked.
"What kinds do you have?"
"Any you can imagine."
"Orange?"
"Yep."
"Apple?"
"Yep."
"Strawberry?"
"Wha? Strawberry? I thought it was only strawberry milk, not strawberry milk!"
"Well, you squish all the juice out of the strawberry and you get strawberry juice."
"Let's not get into Hi-C flavors, ok?"
"But they are juice," Daniel countered. They laughed.
"So what in the world do you want to drink?!" Emily asked, trying her best to sound irritated.
"Oh, angry at your guest now, aren't you?"
"Okay, but just because you are a guest. Oh sir Daniel, what would sire like to drink?" she said in her most polite voice.
Daniel started laughing out loud. Through gasps he said, "Lemon Iced tea please."
"What do you want to do now?" Emily asked curiously, for she had only commuted with boys at school, but only when necessary.
"Let's explore your room."
"My room?!" Emily pointed at herself. "My room?!"
"Yes, your room."
"In this case, let's go to the park." Emily joked.
"Fine with me," Daniel bent down, picking up his backpack.
Emily hurried herself in front of Daniel. "Please don't leave," Emily pleaded, "I'll be bored."
Daniel smiled, showing his front row of teeth. "Ok, I'll stay. But just because I have feelings for friends."
Emily pointed at herself. "I'm your friend? What an honor." Emily bowed a traditional Chinese bow and said, "Follow me."
Daniel obediently got out of his chair and followed Emily. Emily glided across the carpeted floor like a tour guide, saying things like Daniel was a person visiting a museum. "Here is the Tea Room—Oh, the Ballroom!—this is the family Library—Welcome to the Kitchen—etc. etc." Finally they arrived at Emily's room. Emily hesitated, and carefully placed her hand on the doorknob. She grasped it with both hands and turned it, trying not to make a sound. She slowly pushed the door inward, revealing rows and cabinets full of trophies and medals. Daniel gasped at the sight. Grand lights blinded the athlete's eyes. Daniel squinted, trying to take a look at how many trophies and medals she had earned. Emily saw him. "I've entered 181 soccer competitions, and won 147 out of that, and 132 running competitions, winning 109 out of that, 96 piano competitions, winning all but one, 102 violin competitions, winning all but three, and 91 flute competitions, winning all." Daniel was awed at her scores. "You're the famous Emily? The runner?"
"Yes." Emily admitted, wondering if he would ask more. He did.
"but how about all the other activities? I should have heard about them."
"Does Amy sound familiar to you?" she asked quietly.
"Yes, she's the best musician ever! Winning 99 of her 102 violin competitions, and 95 out of her 96 piano competitions—" Daniel stopped. He stared at Emily. Emily stared at him.
"Let's go outside." Daniel suggested.
"I second it." Emily agreed.
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