Three New Scouts
Chapter One
Rating: PG
By: Ami Mizuno
Email: AMIMIZUNO1200@hotmail.com or celestial_moon1200@yahoo.com
DC: If Sailor Moon were mine, I would be filthy rich! Also, the people and restaurant are real, and the food is delicious. AN: The Sushi Chef is really a nice person; my friends just felt like playing a joke on him, so here it is.
Summary: Yuma, Yoshiko, and Hiromi are transported to the Sailor Moon world. They discover that their lives are far from what they thought they were. What is this? The Sushi Chef at Woomi Sushi is evil? No it cannot be.or is it?
It was just another day for the Sweeping-hime, Sake-hime, and Shoyu- hime. The three of them were taking a break at the restaurant that they work at when I came up behind them.
"Hi guys!" I said "What is new around here?" they turned around and their color returned to their skin.
"Oh good." Yuma said, "It's only Chieko-chan." I stared at them for a while.
'I wonder what's up with them' I wondered. I glanced up at Yoshiko with a puzzled expression on my 'Oh-so-serious' face.
"We thought that you were HIM she explained. 'HIM. Who's HIM?'
"You thought that I was who?" I asked. Three faces looked at me awe-struck.
"Good. You would not be happy if you found out who HIM was, Chieko-chan. He is very evil and very dangerous and powerful. No one that we know has survived his attacks; they have all been destroyed, decapitated, or murdered." Yoshiko glanced around sheepishly and put her head down on the table. We all thought that she was doing this as a joke, and we tried to wake her up.
"Yoshiko, Yoshiko," we tried. It was to no avail. She had fallen asleep on us once more.
"It must be hard on the Sweeping-hime." I tried.
"Poor thing must be tired, upset, and exhausted from what has been going on. She should be up to help us form a plan to eliminate the threat to Woomi Sushi."
"Let's see if this will wake her up, okay guys?" Hiromi said.
"Okay. What do you have planned for her 'demise'?" Yuma and I asked curiously.
"Here's what we will do," Hiromi began, as she lowered her voice, "Chieko- chan will go get a bucket from the kitchen, do not worry about HIM, he will be too busy cooking. Yuma will then fill it with ice cold water and put her hand in it." I sweatdropped.
"Hiromi, isn't that a bit too rash though? She would not like it at all." I tried to get Yuma and Hiromi out of it, but it was too late. "Splash!" was the sound of Yoshiko's hand being plunged into the bucket of ice cold water. We waited around for a minute or two before we heard an ear- shattering yell from Yoshiko.
"I told you guys that she would not like your little joke." They grinned at me.
"No, but it did get her up. Did it not?" Yuma retorted. I thought that I would have some fun with her and began to interrogate her.
"That depends. Don't you have work to do Yuma? Like refilling all of the shoyu bottles?" I sniggered.
"What is this? Twenty Questions?"
"Yes it is as a matter of fact." 'Duh, Yuma, of course it is Twenty Questions. What else would it be?' Yuma thought. Yoshiko and Hiromi had begun to plot against Yuma while she was busy fuming at me. They slipped a note into my right-hand pocket, I noticed. Hurriedly, I went over and cautiously removed the piece of paper. I glanced at it and immediately recognized it to be that of a popular meeting/hangout club.
"What are we going there for?" I asked Hiromi.
"Don't know. All I know is that that is where HE goes sometimes, and we had better check it out immediately. You know." She looked at me in the eye and winked.
"You mean you guys just want a reason to be out of the house?!" Hiromi nearly faltered on her next words.
"No. Chieko-chan, Yoshiko and myself are good friends with a couple of people that work there." She said. "And plus we're trying to help you." I looked at her as if she was nuts.
"What do you mean "we're trying to help you?" "I don't need any help at all! You're all insane!" Yoshiko elbowed Hiromi and said, "What the sake-hime means is that we are trying to help set you up with one of our friends there." Said the sweeping- hime. I stared at them in awe. I tried to hold back my anger so that no one would notice, but my fury was too much
"You were trying to set me up! Why in Kami-sama were you trying to do that?!
A/n: Sorry to cut it off here, but it is my first "regular" fanfic tied in with Sailor Moon. Thanks for your reviews! Also, thanks to all of my readers, friends, and other people that make writing my fanfiction stories worth typing. Thanks for your support! Like? Don't Like? Comments? Questions? Email them to me! ~Ami
Chapter One
Rating: PG
By: Ami Mizuno
Email: AMIMIZUNO1200@hotmail.com or celestial_moon1200@yahoo.com
DC: If Sailor Moon were mine, I would be filthy rich! Also, the people and restaurant are real, and the food is delicious. AN: The Sushi Chef is really a nice person; my friends just felt like playing a joke on him, so here it is.
Summary: Yuma, Yoshiko, and Hiromi are transported to the Sailor Moon world. They discover that their lives are far from what they thought they were. What is this? The Sushi Chef at Woomi Sushi is evil? No it cannot be.or is it?
It was just another day for the Sweeping-hime, Sake-hime, and Shoyu- hime. The three of them were taking a break at the restaurant that they work at when I came up behind them.
"Hi guys!" I said "What is new around here?" they turned around and their color returned to their skin.
"Oh good." Yuma said, "It's only Chieko-chan." I stared at them for a while.
'I wonder what's up with them' I wondered. I glanced up at Yoshiko with a puzzled expression on my 'Oh-so-serious' face.
"We thought that you were HIM she explained. 'HIM. Who's HIM?'
"You thought that I was who?" I asked. Three faces looked at me awe-struck.
"Good. You would not be happy if you found out who HIM was, Chieko-chan. He is very evil and very dangerous and powerful. No one that we know has survived his attacks; they have all been destroyed, decapitated, or murdered." Yoshiko glanced around sheepishly and put her head down on the table. We all thought that she was doing this as a joke, and we tried to wake her up.
"Yoshiko, Yoshiko," we tried. It was to no avail. She had fallen asleep on us once more.
"It must be hard on the Sweeping-hime." I tried.
"Poor thing must be tired, upset, and exhausted from what has been going on. She should be up to help us form a plan to eliminate the threat to Woomi Sushi."
"Let's see if this will wake her up, okay guys?" Hiromi said.
"Okay. What do you have planned for her 'demise'?" Yuma and I asked curiously.
"Here's what we will do," Hiromi began, as she lowered her voice, "Chieko- chan will go get a bucket from the kitchen, do not worry about HIM, he will be too busy cooking. Yuma will then fill it with ice cold water and put her hand in it." I sweatdropped.
"Hiromi, isn't that a bit too rash though? She would not like it at all." I tried to get Yuma and Hiromi out of it, but it was too late. "Splash!" was the sound of Yoshiko's hand being plunged into the bucket of ice cold water. We waited around for a minute or two before we heard an ear- shattering yell from Yoshiko.
"I told you guys that she would not like your little joke." They grinned at me.
"No, but it did get her up. Did it not?" Yuma retorted. I thought that I would have some fun with her and began to interrogate her.
"That depends. Don't you have work to do Yuma? Like refilling all of the shoyu bottles?" I sniggered.
"What is this? Twenty Questions?"
"Yes it is as a matter of fact." 'Duh, Yuma, of course it is Twenty Questions. What else would it be?' Yuma thought. Yoshiko and Hiromi had begun to plot against Yuma while she was busy fuming at me. They slipped a note into my right-hand pocket, I noticed. Hurriedly, I went over and cautiously removed the piece of paper. I glanced at it and immediately recognized it to be that of a popular meeting/hangout club.
"What are we going there for?" I asked Hiromi.
"Don't know. All I know is that that is where HE goes sometimes, and we had better check it out immediately. You know." She looked at me in the eye and winked.
"You mean you guys just want a reason to be out of the house?!" Hiromi nearly faltered on her next words.
"No. Chieko-chan, Yoshiko and myself are good friends with a couple of people that work there." She said. "And plus we're trying to help you." I looked at her as if she was nuts.
"What do you mean "we're trying to help you?" "I don't need any help at all! You're all insane!" Yoshiko elbowed Hiromi and said, "What the sake-hime means is that we are trying to help set you up with one of our friends there." Said the sweeping- hime. I stared at them in awe. I tried to hold back my anger so that no one would notice, but my fury was too much
"You were trying to set me up! Why in Kami-sama were you trying to do that?!
A/n: Sorry to cut it off here, but it is my first "regular" fanfic tied in with Sailor Moon. Thanks for your reviews! Also, thanks to all of my readers, friends, and other people that make writing my fanfiction stories worth typing. Thanks for your support! Like? Don't Like? Comments? Questions? Email them to me! ~Ami