Sailor Earth

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So, against my better judgement, here I am, back at the computer, spinning out another addition to my little story! Enjoy!

_Sailor Earth_

_Part Two: Chibiusa_

The Senshi sat around the table in the main room of the Hikawa Shrine. All were present, including Chibiusa, who had arrived yesterday after the battle for another visit to the past. Now physically aged at fourteen, she was very much the splitting image of her mother, with long ponytails down to her knees secured atop her pink hair with cone-shaped buns.

But anyway, that's not the reason they were there.

All of the Senshi were discussing the sudden appearance of the new enemy, and of the new senshi. The discussion was becoming rather heated.

"I _told_ you, it just dropped from the sky!" Usagi screamed, her face red with angry frustration. "I doubt the thing even knew how to _speak_, much less tell us who it was or who it was looking for!"

"But Usagi, I need to know _everything_ about what happened!" Ami retorted, her computer in her hand, fingers poised menacingly over the keys.

"We just TOLD you! Boom! Monster! Bang! New Senshi! Whoosh! Gone!"

The princess paused, her finger posed dramatically to emphasize her point. Then she seemed to realize what was happening and glanced around at everyone else.

"Uh . . . I need some water."

And with that, the rabbit of the moon vanished into the kitchen.

Minako stared after her. "That girl is getting weirder every day."

"It's nerves," Michiru stated matter-of-factly. She eyed Mamoru pointedly. He squirmed.

"That's not the point of this conversation," Setsuna interrupted. "Ami. Cool it," she barked at the blue-haired girl, who had turned to interrogate Rei once again, who was looking a bit steamed. They both turned to the senshi of time. "What really matters is," the green-haired woman continued, "is finding out who the new enemy is, what they want, and who the new Senshi is."

Haruka rolled her eyes. "I think it's safe to say it's Sailor Earth."

Makoto glanced at her from her spot on the couch across the table and raised an eyebrow. "Come again?"

Haruka rolled her eyes again. "The attack, genius. 'Earth Tremble.' What could be more obvious?"

"I think what Mako-san means, Haruka-papa," Hotaru piped up from the floor in front of Haruka's feet, "is the fact that Mamoru carries the Star Seed which protects the Earth."

"Which means that a Sailor Earth is, theoretically, impossible," Setsuna finished.

"Oh."

Silence settled over the room.

. . .

"I'm back!" Usagi piped up, barging in from the kitchen doorway, a glass of water in her hand. She smiled at Chibiusa. "Here's to my beautiful daughter! Cheers!"

And with that, she downed the glass in one gulp.

The others stared at her. Chibiusa's ears turned red.

Usagi sweatdropped. "Eh . . . I'll be back."

She spun on her heels and exited from whence she had come.

Chibiusa shook her head, bemused. "I don't think we're going to get anywhere more with this today." She and Hotau shared a glance that only best friends can share.

Mamoru nodded and stood. "Why don't we go to the movies or something?"

"YAY!"

The blur of motion solidified against Mamoru's arm as his girlfriend stared up at him adoringly. "Let's go!"

With that, she dragged him out of the shrine.

The others smiled and rose as one to leave, chatting about little things.

No one noticed the pink-haired teenager slip out the door after her "parents".

*~*

What she hadn't wanted to tell them . . . it was too scary for her. Too hard to comprehend. It frightened her, but . . .

Chibiusa shook her head as she strolled around the park, her hands clutched to her temples. She hadn't understood whatsoever. The only thing she knew for certain was that she wasn't in the past on purpose. The last thing she remembered before blacking out and waking up in the park in the twentieth century was her mother, Neo-Queen Serenity, falling, and a pale hand reaching out to her forehead . . .

And then she had woken up. Here. In the past. With no clue as to how she got there. With no crystal key . . . and no brooch.

Which meant she was helpless.

'Oh gods,' she thought, as the sun slipped beneath the sea and the darkness of twilight descended over the city.

'What am I going to do?!?'

_End Part Two_

As a favor to the wonderful people who reviewed! I missed the premiere of My Big Fat Greek Life for this! But it was worth it! (I taped it anyway . . . hee!)

Thanks for inspiring me, minna! *kisses* Love ya!

Tux Starr