Disclaimer: I am stating this once and once only. I *DO NOT* own Sailor Moon. This is listed under a very specific FANFICTION category in FANFICTION.net. You don't really need to be told this, right? Well that's it. You got my disclaimer.
AN: Some days will be in first-person from Usagi-s POV, others will be diary entries on her computer. It just depends on what kind of day I had and how much of it I can replay for you. eh, hehehe
Vitamins and Cabbits
Chapter One: My Eternal Tapestry
Tuesday, November 5, 2002
"Moon Prism Power!" A small flash lit up the darkening night sky as I flew into action. Me? I'm Sailor Moon, the solitary soldier of love and justice. I suppose you could count Sailor V, but she hasn't been seen much lately. It does make me wonder if she just happens to be thinking that I'm going to do all the work.
"Kurchaaaaaa!!!" The monster squealed at me. I looked up from my thoughts; I hadn't been paying attention. "Kaiyaaaaa!" It flew toward me at a surprising velocity. "Ka... kakakaka!!!" Several small orbs of fire rained down on me. My original plan was to dodge them in some effective manner, but somehow my klutziness overruled my finer instincts and I fell, like always, with a small exclamation of pain.
"Sailor Moon, pull yourself together!" Luna yelled at me from behind a bush. I glared over at it for a moment. I WAS together, I had never lost it, just messed up.
'I'm only the biggest klutz out of all my friends.' I thought as I followed through with the routine of pulling off my tiara and spinning. So many people question the whole spinning thing before all my attacks... well it's to raise power. If I didn't do that, all I'd be doing is throwing a little bit of aura at the monster and that wouldn't do any good at all. If I was Rei, maybe, but not just silly little Usagi. "Moon Tiara... Magic!" I yelled and felt once again the thrill of being able to make power--touchable, seeable power--come forth from me. The ghost-like creature shrieked again and turned into that substance so fondly coined "Moondust".
"Good job, Sailor Moon!" Luna called, jumping out of her hiding place. I wondered how that time was any better than the others; the monsters all died in the end. "Sailor Moon?" I turned to the black cat.
"I heard, Luna."
"Good, but you should respond when you're spoken to." I nodded with a deep sigh.
"Yes, Luna."
"Come on, you need to do your homework."
"I was doing it when the attack started." She hadn't expected that reply.
"Well, I just wanted to make sure you didn't forget." I shrugged, detransformed, and began walking in the direction of my house.
"There's nothing else for me to do anyway."
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I guess you could say this day was just like any other:
-Get up
-Go to school
-Talk to people who either don't care or I don't want to deal with
-Avoid a teacher
-Talk to Haruka after school --(the highlight of my day)
-Come home and get yelled at by Luna for going on the computer
-Start my homework
-Defeat a monster
-Get yelled at some more
-Finish my homework
-Get questioned by Luna on whether or not I finished my homework
-Go on the computer for however long is left
Truthfully, the highlight of my day used to be fighting the monster. Lately, however, they've all been small and weak. Maybe I'm getting stronger... but I think they're all small and weak.
*deep breath* However, that's enough on that. I absolutely must tell you about my art class. Yes, yes, I know I have three art classes on A-days (we have a block schedule) but this story is about fibers class. You know, the one where my teacher acts like Luna. Ah, NOW you remember. See, in fibers we're making "ugly sculptures". Gargoyles, if you will. I'm deathly afraid of dogs, and puppies are even worse, so I'm making an evil demon puppy. I had finished plastering it last week on friday (the silly thing felt like it was in a cast!) and so I was ready to put some of this odd, white gluey paint stuff on it so I could paint on it effectively. So of course I'm happy, because for once I thought that Miss Bloodstone wouldn't have any reason to bug me.
I bite my thumb at that.
I needed one of those wonderful thick, coarse paintbrushes to put the glue stuff on, so I went and grabbed one out of the bucket and **EEWW** it was completely covered in slimy, mushy, half-water glue stuff and it had gotten all over my hand. That was only a little gross though, no biggie. So I get through the glue stage in a remarkably fast time and dry the poor little demon puppy with a convienently-provided hairdryer and go over to the paint cupboard.
Luckily, there were no issues with paintbrushes this run through. Miss Bloodstone even didn't question how I was going to paint my project, which was some sort of miracle! So I grab a brown paint bottle, flip open the lid, and lo and behold the whole thing has dried up. It takes me another two or so minutes to find a different brown paint and when I flip open it's lid, the paint randomly squirts out all over my hands and arms.
Not like Miss Bloodstone actually needed another reason to believe I'm a mental case. But just to rub it in, at the end of class she made me (out of all ten or so people who used the paint) put it away which, while it isn't all that hard, is terribly embarrassing to be yelled at to do across the art room. It's even worse still to be yelled at to clean up the paint when you're already cleaning up other stuff and talking to an upperclassman. It makes me wonder if Minako (who is in that class) notices the unfair way I'm treated? Oh well, it's not like anybody else does.
*more deep breaths* Ok, Usagi, calm down. I need to learn not to upset myself so much. Luna will start wondering what I'm doing and if she ever reads this, my life is officially over. Do you remember how I said the whole talking to Haruka thing was the highlight of my day? That's one of the reasons my life would be over.
On that subject, however, me, Haruka, and Chibi-usa did have a partuicularily interesting conversation after school today. Let's see... how much do I remember...
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I scurry up from the wrong side of the foyer, looking nervous. As soon as I reach my friends, however, I break into hysterical laughter (earning an odd look or two).
"I just did (giggle, gasp) the silliest thing that's ever really worked for me."
"Well what did you do?" Haruka ^_^ asked.
"Ok, well I didn't finish this one homework assignment I was supposed to have done for Mr. Obsidian's class yesterday when I was sick, and I knew that if he caught me in the hallway I'd be absolutely done for. So I was talkiing to Tsuwai and basically hiding behind her when we saw him come out of his classroom. I panicked and leaned in real close to her , taking basically into her locker going 'I hope he dosen't see me'. She laughed and said 'He just walked by. Crouching Tiger, Hidden Usagi?'" That sent the two into throes of teary-eyed laughter and kept them in stiches for quite a little while. Have you even seen Haruka bursting with laughter? It's the most adorable sight ever! Her cheeks get all red and her eyes sparkle if she manages to keep them open.
*shakes head quickly* Ok, ok, I'm getting carried away. I know Chibi-usa made some comment about that, and I don't remember exactly how, but that led us on into the subject of this fanfic I'm trying to write...
"Anyway guys, I need your opinion on something." I paused for nods of affirmation. "I'm writing another Ranma-Card Captor Sakura crossover..." there was a general groan, "But I can't decide on who is who."
"Wow, this could be tough." Chibi commented absently, scratching the back of her head.
"I was thinking maybe you could be Akane, Haruka." She tought that over.
"Well, we are a bit alike I guess. Sure, I'll be Akane." I smiled largely.
"^__^ And I was thinking me as Shampoo?" They both laughed.
"You're more like Ryoga any day." Chibi giggled. I felt my nose and eyelids redden. "But you can be Shampoo." Whew, done with embarrasment.
"Ok, so we've got Haruka as Akane and me as Shampoo..." I recited to keep things going. "Maybe Ami as Tomo?"
"Yea, definitely." Haruka agreed, which made me smile again. It's no wonder the others all think I'm happy all the time, I can't help smiling when Haruka's so nice to me! In any case, it went on to cast the entire rest of my story, which is coming along quite nicely if I do say so myself.
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"Usagi?" I looked up from the computer. Luna was peering at me from my bed. "What are you typing so quickly over there?"
"Nothing, Luna. Just a story." I replied, still blushing about what I had just written.
"Are you feeling alright? You're typing so hard you're shaking." I looked at my hands, and realized that the energy was still coursing through me. "Maybe you should go to bed." I nodded.
"Ok Luna. I'll go to bed in a minute. I just need to finish this." Luna nodded and went back to sleep on my bed without any question, luckily.
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Anyway... I should probably wrap this up. So, as a closing wish let me say I REALLY hope that I get to talk to Haruka again tomorrow. She always brightens my day, whether she knows so or not.
^_^ Tsukino Usagi, signing off
AN: Some days will be in first-person from Usagi-s POV, others will be diary entries on her computer. It just depends on what kind of day I had and how much of it I can replay for you. eh, hehehe
Vitamins and Cabbits
Chapter One: My Eternal Tapestry
Tuesday, November 5, 2002
"Moon Prism Power!" A small flash lit up the darkening night sky as I flew into action. Me? I'm Sailor Moon, the solitary soldier of love and justice. I suppose you could count Sailor V, but she hasn't been seen much lately. It does make me wonder if she just happens to be thinking that I'm going to do all the work.
"Kurchaaaaaa!!!" The monster squealed at me. I looked up from my thoughts; I hadn't been paying attention. "Kaiyaaaaa!" It flew toward me at a surprising velocity. "Ka... kakakaka!!!" Several small orbs of fire rained down on me. My original plan was to dodge them in some effective manner, but somehow my klutziness overruled my finer instincts and I fell, like always, with a small exclamation of pain.
"Sailor Moon, pull yourself together!" Luna yelled at me from behind a bush. I glared over at it for a moment. I WAS together, I had never lost it, just messed up.
'I'm only the biggest klutz out of all my friends.' I thought as I followed through with the routine of pulling off my tiara and spinning. So many people question the whole spinning thing before all my attacks... well it's to raise power. If I didn't do that, all I'd be doing is throwing a little bit of aura at the monster and that wouldn't do any good at all. If I was Rei, maybe, but not just silly little Usagi. "Moon Tiara... Magic!" I yelled and felt once again the thrill of being able to make power--touchable, seeable power--come forth from me. The ghost-like creature shrieked again and turned into that substance so fondly coined "Moondust".
"Good job, Sailor Moon!" Luna called, jumping out of her hiding place. I wondered how that time was any better than the others; the monsters all died in the end. "Sailor Moon?" I turned to the black cat.
"I heard, Luna."
"Good, but you should respond when you're spoken to." I nodded with a deep sigh.
"Yes, Luna."
"Come on, you need to do your homework."
"I was doing it when the attack started." She hadn't expected that reply.
"Well, I just wanted to make sure you didn't forget." I shrugged, detransformed, and began walking in the direction of my house.
"There's nothing else for me to do anyway."
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I guess you could say this day was just like any other:
-Get up
-Go to school
-Talk to people who either don't care or I don't want to deal with
-Avoid a teacher
-Talk to Haruka after school --(the highlight of my day)
-Come home and get yelled at by Luna for going on the computer
-Start my homework
-Defeat a monster
-Get yelled at some more
-Finish my homework
-Get questioned by Luna on whether or not I finished my homework
-Go on the computer for however long is left
Truthfully, the highlight of my day used to be fighting the monster. Lately, however, they've all been small and weak. Maybe I'm getting stronger... but I think they're all small and weak.
*deep breath* However, that's enough on that. I absolutely must tell you about my art class. Yes, yes, I know I have three art classes on A-days (we have a block schedule) but this story is about fibers class. You know, the one where my teacher acts like Luna. Ah, NOW you remember. See, in fibers we're making "ugly sculptures". Gargoyles, if you will. I'm deathly afraid of dogs, and puppies are even worse, so I'm making an evil demon puppy. I had finished plastering it last week on friday (the silly thing felt like it was in a cast!) and so I was ready to put some of this odd, white gluey paint stuff on it so I could paint on it effectively. So of course I'm happy, because for once I thought that Miss Bloodstone wouldn't have any reason to bug me.
I bite my thumb at that.
I needed one of those wonderful thick, coarse paintbrushes to put the glue stuff on, so I went and grabbed one out of the bucket and **EEWW** it was completely covered in slimy, mushy, half-water glue stuff and it had gotten all over my hand. That was only a little gross though, no biggie. So I get through the glue stage in a remarkably fast time and dry the poor little demon puppy with a convienently-provided hairdryer and go over to the paint cupboard.
Luckily, there were no issues with paintbrushes this run through. Miss Bloodstone even didn't question how I was going to paint my project, which was some sort of miracle! So I grab a brown paint bottle, flip open the lid, and lo and behold the whole thing has dried up. It takes me another two or so minutes to find a different brown paint and when I flip open it's lid, the paint randomly squirts out all over my hands and arms.
Not like Miss Bloodstone actually needed another reason to believe I'm a mental case. But just to rub it in, at the end of class she made me (out of all ten or so people who used the paint) put it away which, while it isn't all that hard, is terribly embarrassing to be yelled at to do across the art room. It's even worse still to be yelled at to clean up the paint when you're already cleaning up other stuff and talking to an upperclassman. It makes me wonder if Minako (who is in that class) notices the unfair way I'm treated? Oh well, it's not like anybody else does.
*more deep breaths* Ok, Usagi, calm down. I need to learn not to upset myself so much. Luna will start wondering what I'm doing and if she ever reads this, my life is officially over. Do you remember how I said the whole talking to Haruka thing was the highlight of my day? That's one of the reasons my life would be over.
On that subject, however, me, Haruka, and Chibi-usa did have a partuicularily interesting conversation after school today. Let's see... how much do I remember...
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I scurry up from the wrong side of the foyer, looking nervous. As soon as I reach my friends, however, I break into hysterical laughter (earning an odd look or two).
"I just did (giggle, gasp) the silliest thing that's ever really worked for me."
"Well what did you do?" Haruka ^_^ asked.
"Ok, well I didn't finish this one homework assignment I was supposed to have done for Mr. Obsidian's class yesterday when I was sick, and I knew that if he caught me in the hallway I'd be absolutely done for. So I was talkiing to Tsuwai and basically hiding behind her when we saw him come out of his classroom. I panicked and leaned in real close to her , taking basically into her locker going 'I hope he dosen't see me'. She laughed and said 'He just walked by. Crouching Tiger, Hidden Usagi?'" That sent the two into throes of teary-eyed laughter and kept them in stiches for quite a little while. Have you even seen Haruka bursting with laughter? It's the most adorable sight ever! Her cheeks get all red and her eyes sparkle if she manages to keep them open.
*shakes head quickly* Ok, ok, I'm getting carried away. I know Chibi-usa made some comment about that, and I don't remember exactly how, but that led us on into the subject of this fanfic I'm trying to write...
"Anyway guys, I need your opinion on something." I paused for nods of affirmation. "I'm writing another Ranma-Card Captor Sakura crossover..." there was a general groan, "But I can't decide on who is who."
"Wow, this could be tough." Chibi commented absently, scratching the back of her head.
"I was thinking maybe you could be Akane, Haruka." She tought that over.
"Well, we are a bit alike I guess. Sure, I'll be Akane." I smiled largely.
"^__^ And I was thinking me as Shampoo?" They both laughed.
"You're more like Ryoga any day." Chibi giggled. I felt my nose and eyelids redden. "But you can be Shampoo." Whew, done with embarrasment.
"Ok, so we've got Haruka as Akane and me as Shampoo..." I recited to keep things going. "Maybe Ami as Tomo?"
"Yea, definitely." Haruka agreed, which made me smile again. It's no wonder the others all think I'm happy all the time, I can't help smiling when Haruka's so nice to me! In any case, it went on to cast the entire rest of my story, which is coming along quite nicely if I do say so myself.
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"Usagi?" I looked up from the computer. Luna was peering at me from my bed. "What are you typing so quickly over there?"
"Nothing, Luna. Just a story." I replied, still blushing about what I had just written.
"Are you feeling alright? You're typing so hard you're shaking." I looked at my hands, and realized that the energy was still coursing through me. "Maybe you should go to bed." I nodded.
"Ok Luna. I'll go to bed in a minute. I just need to finish this." Luna nodded and went back to sleep on my bed without any question, luckily.
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Anyway... I should probably wrap this up. So, as a closing wish let me say I REALLY hope that I get to talk to Haruka again tomorrow. She always brightens my day, whether she knows so or not.
^_^ Tsukino Usagi, signing off