HellLoOoOOoO everyone! Here's chapter 4 of "To Go, Please".
It's a little shorter...OK it's incredibly short, but I promise to
make up for it next time! I had to get out the whole dare thing
and I wanted to do something important that made me cut it
short. Please forgive me!
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon OR its characters.
TO GO PLEASE
Author: Adrial
Chapter 4: "The Dare" (revised)
Rating: PG13
TO GO PLEASE
At times I ask myself what I ever did to the fates to
make them despise me so. Honestly, I work diligently in
school; I consider myself to be an understanding and reliable
friend; I even recycle for goodness sake! But, nonetheless,
these damned bolts of disrupting chaos are consistently being
hurtled in my direction.
Should I send them a fruit basket or something?
I never will quite figure out why or how I went through
with that dare. If there was ever one thing in my life that I
could go back and change it would be that moment. But alas, I
can not. Damn Fate. Damn Destiny. Damn them all.
And while I'm on such a roll here, damn Usagi, too.
I guess this is where I should actually describe my
horrible "experience."
"Usagi-chan, NO. I can't possibly! Are you insane?!"
I ran both of my hands through my hair, horrified at the
possibility of even entertaining the thought of doing...
I shivered involuntarily.
"After what happened tonight, you just expect me to waltz
over there and do-do THAT?!" I could already imagine the scene.
"All's fair in Truth or Dare!" They chorused simultaneously,
and I threw the covers over my head, milling over all possible
routes of escape.
"Come on, Ami-chan! We've all done it before!
It's YOUR turn," Makoto patted the top of my hidden head.
I had to bite my tongue to keep from screaming.
"Don't be such a baby, Ames! You're acting like Usagi."
I heard a loud thump and a cry from our fiery senshi.
Giggling, Usagi pounced on to my bed to escape the
pillow tossed violently in her direction.
"You guys don't understand!" My voice was muffled
beneath the light fabric, and I poked my head out for fresh air.
" Of course we do! And believe me, we feel for ya."
I sighed, "Thanks, Minak-"
"HOWEVER, as we said, 'All's fair in Truth or Dare',
and you HAVE to play fair, so get your gears in rear and
let's move out!" Minako lifted her hand into the air, commander
style, and leapt off of the floor.
Normally, I'd have corrected her and would have,
had the situation...well not been the situation.
"Baka, it's get your REAR in GEAR. I swear, you and
Usagi must be sharing a brain." Rei exasperatedly feigned
annoyance and giggled when Minako and Usagi crossed their
arms over their chests and stuck their noses in the air
indignantly at the comment.
By that time I was silently willing my nerves to relax
and collecting my thoughts. There was no way to get out of it.
I was stuck--again.
Reluctantly, I removed myself from the tangle of linens
and stood proudly on the cool wooden floor.
"Alright then, let's get this over with."
"Wahoo! Go, Ames! I knew you had it in ya! Hey, Makoto,
got that camera? Minako, you got the chalk?" At their
affirmative nods Usagi marched out of the room and into the
frigid night.
Rei sighed and Makoto counted down.
"Three...Two...One."
"Gahh! It's SOOO cold out there!" Usagi came bounding
back through the door and dove under a stack of blankets.
Rei rolled her eyes to the back over her head and whacked
the hidden bulge in the sheets that was Usagi with a pillow.
We emerged from the shrine 5 minutes later after putting
on jeans, sweaters and jackets. Fortunately for us the temperature
had managed to creep back up over the freezing point, and there
was no snow to hinder our travel--Wait, I take that back.
Fortunate for THEM.
Mid-walk, I stopped abruptly, causing four disgruntled
young women to collapse like dominos.
"You guys, do we even know where he lives?" My spirits
soared at the discovery of our short-coming of essential
information, and I smugly turned back in the direction of the temple.
"Too bad! I guess we'll just have to go back to th-"
"NOT so fast, Ami-chan. You forget one thing."
I eyed Rei curiously.
She widened her eyes, "I know all. I see all. I hear
all." Rei twisted her arms in "mysterious" angles around the
top of her head, eyes, and ears and landed in a bowing position
in front of me.
At our disbelieving stares, she coughed slightly and
reached behind her.
"OK, so maybe I just happen to have the college's student
directory handy..." She produced a blue paper-back booklet
and shoved it in my face. "His full name is Braudell Zachary.
He's in my lit. class."
I threw her a glare and snatched the book from her grasp.
Her smile was smug as I flipped through the pages to find the B's.
"Gosh, it's like zero degrees out here! Why couldn't we take
your CAR, Rei?" Usagi whined. Rei turned on her.
"I don't know Usagi. Could it possibly be that SOMEONE
who borrowed in order to mingle with a herd of inebriated jocks
last night forgot to fill the tank up, therefore leaving it
with no GAS?!" She eyed Usagi pointedly. Her breath puffed out
in large clouds of white. Usagi shrank back, suddenly remembering
what she forgot, and smiled nervously.
Rei's sleek, red, automatic 2004 Nissan Maxima happened
to be the only gift she'd accepted from her estranged father.
It was a graduation present, and if she hadn't crashed her
Shit Mobile, as she lovingly called it, the week before, she
would have added a broken arm to his list of well-deserved
injuries.
I contemplated telling them Braudell Zachary wasn't
listed, but quickly realized they wouldn't buy it without
checking for themselves.
'260 Jermaiah Lane.' He lived near the apartment
complex Mamoru lived at. Good thing or bad thing? Who knows?
Usagi definitely considered it a good thing and had
to be reminded of the task at hand when she began fantasizing
openly of a romantic 'moonlight rendezvous' with Mamoru.
It took nearly fifteen minutes to reach his home and
as each second flew by I longed to soar away with them into
oblivion. This dare was cruel and unusual punishment.
Usagi could have the darn tape back. She could have
anything she wanted if she would just say I didn't have to go
through with this.
I eyed her silently to see if she held any semblance of
sympathy for me.
She was idly fiddling with a lock of her golden hair and
smirked when Rei stumbled over a rock on the sidewalk.
No luck there.
Minako and Makoto were laughing about something
I didn't hear, and I turned my eyes back to the cement.
If I just linger back a little from the group,
I bet I could slip away and catch a bus back to-
"Hold it, ladies! We're heeerrrreeee." Usagi announced
and sent a smirk towards me.
"Heh heh..." was all I could muster.
"Here ya go," Minako handed me the bag and I grumbled
before grabbing it from her hand.
"Could I have a little privacy, please?"
"Oh come on, Ami-chan! It's not like you're gonna run
around naked or anything," Rei said. Minako shivered and
cowered back.
"Rei! Don't remind me of our last sleep-over! I still
have nightmares!"
I took that opportunity to quietly open the steel gate
and slip through.
I set the bag down and said a silent prayer before
gently opening it. Usagi said something about red being the
most romantic color. Whatever.
As each word formed I reminded myself of how incredibly
stupid this was, not to mention dangerous for my reputation.
One glance at my friend's expectant faces and I
grudgingly completed my art-work on his driveway.
I wonder if he's sleeping...it's only midnight.
I almost wish Usagi had let me find out what undergarment
he preferred...
I smacked my fore-head and prepared to finish the
rest of the dare. I eyed his front porch, a few empty cans
of coke strewn haphazardously on the steps. I was
supposed to knock and flee the scene.
Great, we're reducing ourselves to the maturity level
of pre-schoolers.
I made sure no one was around and turned to the girls
and gave them a thumbs up.
But my enthusiastic thumbs wilted like daisies in a
storm when I saw their faces--pure shock written across every
contour, mouths hanging ajar.
Knowing what to expect before I even turned around, I
dropped my hands to my sides and faced the inevitable once again.
"Um...Ami? What are you doing at my house?"
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Oh, geez...so lame, so very lame, but HEY--it's entertainment,
right?
stick with me, people! thanx 4 those who have reviewed! :D
REVIEW or E-mail comments! ja!
--Adrial
adrial06yahoo.com
"The longest day that God appoints
Will finish with the sun.
Anguish can travel to its stake,
And then it must return."
--E. Dickinson
It's a little shorter...OK it's incredibly short, but I promise to
make up for it next time! I had to get out the whole dare thing
and I wanted to do something important that made me cut it
short. Please forgive me!
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon OR its characters.
TO GO PLEASE
Author: Adrial
Chapter 4: "The Dare" (revised)
Rating: PG13
TO GO PLEASE
At times I ask myself what I ever did to the fates to
make them despise me so. Honestly, I work diligently in
school; I consider myself to be an understanding and reliable
friend; I even recycle for goodness sake! But, nonetheless,
these damned bolts of disrupting chaos are consistently being
hurtled in my direction.
Should I send them a fruit basket or something?
I never will quite figure out why or how I went through
with that dare. If there was ever one thing in my life that I
could go back and change it would be that moment. But alas, I
can not. Damn Fate. Damn Destiny. Damn them all.
And while I'm on such a roll here, damn Usagi, too.
I guess this is where I should actually describe my
horrible "experience."
"Usagi-chan, NO. I can't possibly! Are you insane?!"
I ran both of my hands through my hair, horrified at the
possibility of even entertaining the thought of doing...
I shivered involuntarily.
"After what happened tonight, you just expect me to waltz
over there and do-do THAT?!" I could already imagine the scene.
"All's fair in Truth or Dare!" They chorused simultaneously,
and I threw the covers over my head, milling over all possible
routes of escape.
"Come on, Ami-chan! We've all done it before!
It's YOUR turn," Makoto patted the top of my hidden head.
I had to bite my tongue to keep from screaming.
"Don't be such a baby, Ames! You're acting like Usagi."
I heard a loud thump and a cry from our fiery senshi.
Giggling, Usagi pounced on to my bed to escape the
pillow tossed violently in her direction.
"You guys don't understand!" My voice was muffled
beneath the light fabric, and I poked my head out for fresh air.
" Of course we do! And believe me, we feel for ya."
I sighed, "Thanks, Minak-"
"HOWEVER, as we said, 'All's fair in Truth or Dare',
and you HAVE to play fair, so get your gears in rear and
let's move out!" Minako lifted her hand into the air, commander
style, and leapt off of the floor.
Normally, I'd have corrected her and would have,
had the situation...well not been the situation.
"Baka, it's get your REAR in GEAR. I swear, you and
Usagi must be sharing a brain." Rei exasperatedly feigned
annoyance and giggled when Minako and Usagi crossed their
arms over their chests and stuck their noses in the air
indignantly at the comment.
By that time I was silently willing my nerves to relax
and collecting my thoughts. There was no way to get out of it.
I was stuck--again.
Reluctantly, I removed myself from the tangle of linens
and stood proudly on the cool wooden floor.
"Alright then, let's get this over with."
"Wahoo! Go, Ames! I knew you had it in ya! Hey, Makoto,
got that camera? Minako, you got the chalk?" At their
affirmative nods Usagi marched out of the room and into the
frigid night.
Rei sighed and Makoto counted down.
"Three...Two...One."
"Gahh! It's SOOO cold out there!" Usagi came bounding
back through the door and dove under a stack of blankets.
Rei rolled her eyes to the back over her head and whacked
the hidden bulge in the sheets that was Usagi with a pillow.
We emerged from the shrine 5 minutes later after putting
on jeans, sweaters and jackets. Fortunately for us the temperature
had managed to creep back up over the freezing point, and there
was no snow to hinder our travel--Wait, I take that back.
Fortunate for THEM.
Mid-walk, I stopped abruptly, causing four disgruntled
young women to collapse like dominos.
"You guys, do we even know where he lives?" My spirits
soared at the discovery of our short-coming of essential
information, and I smugly turned back in the direction of the temple.
"Too bad! I guess we'll just have to go back to th-"
"NOT so fast, Ami-chan. You forget one thing."
I eyed Rei curiously.
She widened her eyes, "I know all. I see all. I hear
all." Rei twisted her arms in "mysterious" angles around the
top of her head, eyes, and ears and landed in a bowing position
in front of me.
At our disbelieving stares, she coughed slightly and
reached behind her.
"OK, so maybe I just happen to have the college's student
directory handy..." She produced a blue paper-back booklet
and shoved it in my face. "His full name is Braudell Zachary.
He's in my lit. class."
I threw her a glare and snatched the book from her grasp.
Her smile was smug as I flipped through the pages to find the B's.
"Gosh, it's like zero degrees out here! Why couldn't we take
your CAR, Rei?" Usagi whined. Rei turned on her.
"I don't know Usagi. Could it possibly be that SOMEONE
who borrowed in order to mingle with a herd of inebriated jocks
last night forgot to fill the tank up, therefore leaving it
with no GAS?!" She eyed Usagi pointedly. Her breath puffed out
in large clouds of white. Usagi shrank back, suddenly remembering
what she forgot, and smiled nervously.
Rei's sleek, red, automatic 2004 Nissan Maxima happened
to be the only gift she'd accepted from her estranged father.
It was a graduation present, and if she hadn't crashed her
Shit Mobile, as she lovingly called it, the week before, she
would have added a broken arm to his list of well-deserved
injuries.
I contemplated telling them Braudell Zachary wasn't
listed, but quickly realized they wouldn't buy it without
checking for themselves.
'260 Jermaiah Lane.' He lived near the apartment
complex Mamoru lived at. Good thing or bad thing? Who knows?
Usagi definitely considered it a good thing and had
to be reminded of the task at hand when she began fantasizing
openly of a romantic 'moonlight rendezvous' with Mamoru.
It took nearly fifteen minutes to reach his home and
as each second flew by I longed to soar away with them into
oblivion. This dare was cruel and unusual punishment.
Usagi could have the darn tape back. She could have
anything she wanted if she would just say I didn't have to go
through with this.
I eyed her silently to see if she held any semblance of
sympathy for me.
She was idly fiddling with a lock of her golden hair and
smirked when Rei stumbled over a rock on the sidewalk.
No luck there.
Minako and Makoto were laughing about something
I didn't hear, and I turned my eyes back to the cement.
If I just linger back a little from the group,
I bet I could slip away and catch a bus back to-
"Hold it, ladies! We're heeerrrreeee." Usagi announced
and sent a smirk towards me.
"Heh heh..." was all I could muster.
"Here ya go," Minako handed me the bag and I grumbled
before grabbing it from her hand.
"Could I have a little privacy, please?"
"Oh come on, Ami-chan! It's not like you're gonna run
around naked or anything," Rei said. Minako shivered and
cowered back.
"Rei! Don't remind me of our last sleep-over! I still
have nightmares!"
I took that opportunity to quietly open the steel gate
and slip through.
I set the bag down and said a silent prayer before
gently opening it. Usagi said something about red being the
most romantic color. Whatever.
As each word formed I reminded myself of how incredibly
stupid this was, not to mention dangerous for my reputation.
One glance at my friend's expectant faces and I
grudgingly completed my art-work on his driveway.
I wonder if he's sleeping...it's only midnight.
I almost wish Usagi had let me find out what undergarment
he preferred...
I smacked my fore-head and prepared to finish the
rest of the dare. I eyed his front porch, a few empty cans
of coke strewn haphazardously on the steps. I was
supposed to knock and flee the scene.
Great, we're reducing ourselves to the maturity level
of pre-schoolers.
I made sure no one was around and turned to the girls
and gave them a thumbs up.
But my enthusiastic thumbs wilted like daisies in a
storm when I saw their faces--pure shock written across every
contour, mouths hanging ajar.
Knowing what to expect before I even turned around, I
dropped my hands to my sides and faced the inevitable once again.
"Um...Ami? What are you doing at my house?"
%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%
Oh, geez...so lame, so very lame, but HEY--it's entertainment,
right?
stick with me, people! thanx 4 those who have reviewed! :D
REVIEW or E-mail comments! ja!
--Adrial
adrial06yahoo.com
"The longest day that God appoints
Will finish with the sun.
Anguish can travel to its stake,
And then it must return."
--E. Dickinson