Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon, oops wrong anime. But that too. I don't own Digimon.
Chapter Seven In Which An Evil Plot Is Revealed...
It was a room filled with darkness and menace. Two heads bent over the circle drawn in red on the floor. Two stifled breaths hissed in the room. A hand in a black glove placed a picture of a boy in the middle of a mysterious pentagle of Tarot cards and another hooded face loomed in the circle of light from the candles and stared at the picture without blinking.
"I need more blood..." said the girl in the hood.
"We've run out of tomato juice," said another voice from the dark.
"You're such a spoilsport, Sora!" Miyako complained.
"If you, girls, don't be quiet I won't be able to turn Yamato into a girl!" said Mimi and moved back her hood. "When do we have dinner? I'm starving!"
"I don't know if we should turn Yamato into a girl too," Sora shrugged her shoulders and brought a plate of marshmallows in the circle of candles.
Miyaki giggled into her gloved hand. "Why not? Imagine his face!"
Sora rolled her eyes. "Yes, and then imagine what he would do to you after and you don't want to laugh for the rest of your life."
"It's just for a day, Sora.." Miyako coaxed.
"I think," said Mimi munching down her marshmallows, "that if Yamato becomes a girl we'll have a serious competition. Every guy would be obsessed over him and it's no fun for us."
Miyako tiredly swept the photo away disarranging the hand of Tarot cards in the process.
"Okay, no revenge for Ishida. Sora, your soft heart is your weakness. And that after he simply told you he didn't need you as a girlfriend... At least, I revenged Ken. Ha ha ha!"
The two elder girls exchanged glances. "Don't you think it was a little cruel to hold a grudge against him only because he didn't invite you to his school party?"
"Especially since he didn't go there himself?" Sora added.
Miyako frowned. "But he spent that evening with Daisuke, playing stupid soccer! And he never asked me out! After what I sacrificed for him too!"
"Sacrificed what?" Mimi wondered critically.
"Well... I... I sent him that 'thank you' e-mail when he helped us fight Rockmon.. And I cheered for him during that soccer game when he was the Kaiser... And I was so cute when he brought my Poromon in Kyoto. I was so cute it hurt! Ha ha ha ha ha!"
When the evil laughted died away, Sora and Mimi sighed.
"Miyako, how do you know it worked?" Sora asked. "Nobody said Ken is a girl right now. Besides, it's a children's magic, it won't work!"
"Nope," Mimi agreed. "It won't. You mixed too much sugar and that stinking yellowish powder. The prescription said," here Mimi snatched a crumpled pack that suspiciously smelt of vodka and Panadol Baby and Infant, "'two tablespoons at maximum' instead of two cups... And way too much garlic. And here it says... 'garlic enhances the magical power of transfiguration, add proportionally to the desired time span of the potion's effect.'"
Miyako snatched the pack from Mimi and hugged it preciously to her chest.
"It's supreme dark magic! I bought it in Kyoto and the vendor who has a Ph.D. in magic, said it was shipped from Tibet itself!"
"Where is Tibet?" Mimi asked Sora.
"What is Tibet, Miyako?" the redhead asked the grinning girl.
"I don't know!" answered she. "Does it make a difference?"
Suddenly there was a bell at the door. The girls panicked.
"Quick, hide the candles! The cards! The potion!" they screamed and tucked everything under Miyako's bed along with their black gloves, black hoods and in case of Sora, black socks. (She had no black clothes as required in the ceremony and had to borrow her father's socks.)
"Coming, sis!" Miyako called and flung the door open. "You're too ear..."
Mimi and Sora gasped behind her. They stared in dumb disbelief at the vaguely familiar girl, until Wormmon peered out of the bag and said hi. Miyako opened her mouth.
"K-K-Ken?"
The indigo-haired girl nodded and bit her nail in a frustrated way.
"Way too much sugar..." Mimi whispered in shock.
"Help me, please?" Ken asked in girlish voice.
There was a dull knock as Sora fell to the floor unconscious.
tsuzuku...
Chapter Seven In Which An Evil Plot Is Revealed...
It was a room filled with darkness and menace. Two heads bent over the circle drawn in red on the floor. Two stifled breaths hissed in the room. A hand in a black glove placed a picture of a boy in the middle of a mysterious pentagle of Tarot cards and another hooded face loomed in the circle of light from the candles and stared at the picture without blinking.
"I need more blood..." said the girl in the hood.
"We've run out of tomato juice," said another voice from the dark.
"You're such a spoilsport, Sora!" Miyako complained.
"If you, girls, don't be quiet I won't be able to turn Yamato into a girl!" said Mimi and moved back her hood. "When do we have dinner? I'm starving!"
"I don't know if we should turn Yamato into a girl too," Sora shrugged her shoulders and brought a plate of marshmallows in the circle of candles.
Miyaki giggled into her gloved hand. "Why not? Imagine his face!"
Sora rolled her eyes. "Yes, and then imagine what he would do to you after and you don't want to laugh for the rest of your life."
"It's just for a day, Sora.." Miyako coaxed.
"I think," said Mimi munching down her marshmallows, "that if Yamato becomes a girl we'll have a serious competition. Every guy would be obsessed over him and it's no fun for us."
Miyako tiredly swept the photo away disarranging the hand of Tarot cards in the process.
"Okay, no revenge for Ishida. Sora, your soft heart is your weakness. And that after he simply told you he didn't need you as a girlfriend... At least, I revenged Ken. Ha ha ha!"
The two elder girls exchanged glances. "Don't you think it was a little cruel to hold a grudge against him only because he didn't invite you to his school party?"
"Especially since he didn't go there himself?" Sora added.
Miyako frowned. "But he spent that evening with Daisuke, playing stupid soccer! And he never asked me out! After what I sacrificed for him too!"
"Sacrificed what?" Mimi wondered critically.
"Well... I... I sent him that 'thank you' e-mail when he helped us fight Rockmon.. And I cheered for him during that soccer game when he was the Kaiser... And I was so cute when he brought my Poromon in Kyoto. I was so cute it hurt! Ha ha ha ha ha!"
When the evil laughted died away, Sora and Mimi sighed.
"Miyako, how do you know it worked?" Sora asked. "Nobody said Ken is a girl right now. Besides, it's a children's magic, it won't work!"
"Nope," Mimi agreed. "It won't. You mixed too much sugar and that stinking yellowish powder. The prescription said," here Mimi snatched a crumpled pack that suspiciously smelt of vodka and Panadol Baby and Infant, "'two tablespoons at maximum' instead of two cups... And way too much garlic. And here it says... 'garlic enhances the magical power of transfiguration, add proportionally to the desired time span of the potion's effect.'"
Miyako snatched the pack from Mimi and hugged it preciously to her chest.
"It's supreme dark magic! I bought it in Kyoto and the vendor who has a Ph.D. in magic, said it was shipped from Tibet itself!"
"Where is Tibet?" Mimi asked Sora.
"What is Tibet, Miyako?" the redhead asked the grinning girl.
"I don't know!" answered she. "Does it make a difference?"
Suddenly there was a bell at the door. The girls panicked.
"Quick, hide the candles! The cards! The potion!" they screamed and tucked everything under Miyako's bed along with their black gloves, black hoods and in case of Sora, black socks. (She had no black clothes as required in the ceremony and had to borrow her father's socks.)
"Coming, sis!" Miyako called and flung the door open. "You're too ear..."
Mimi and Sora gasped behind her. They stared in dumb disbelief at the vaguely familiar girl, until Wormmon peered out of the bag and said hi. Miyako opened her mouth.
"K-K-Ken?"
The indigo-haired girl nodded and bit her nail in a frustrated way.
"Way too much sugar..." Mimi whispered in shock.
"Help me, please?" Ken asked in girlish voice.
There was a dull knock as Sora fell to the floor unconscious.
tsuzuku...