The ship touched down with a jolt, waking Chibiusa from her nap. It turned
out the trip was longer than she had anticipated, and she had fallen into a
light sleep. Behind her, Ramada and Ranada were wide awake and alert, used
to these kinds of flights.
"Miss Tamasuki, are you awake? We are here." Ranada touched her shoulder lightly, and she beamed up at him.
"I'm awake Ranada. I just can't believe I'm here! I've always wanted to travel, and this is a dream come true!" She laughed gaily and tossed her hair back. She had taken it out of her braid sometime during the flight, and it was now loose down to her beltline.
Ramada laughed with her. "A dream come true? Chibiusagi, you won't say that in a few weeks! Educational standards here are higher than those on Earth.
"Oh, you mean those I pass with flying colors?" she asked slyly, arching a brow.
"Yes, those you will most likely NOT pass here." He laughed when she spluttered, and ducked when she threw her pillow at him.
"Ramada, you are INSUFFERABLE!"
"Please, Chibiusa, I live with him. He's incorrigible as well!"
"I could've told you that Ranada!" She giggled and rebraided her hair swiftly, coiling it up into a bun which she held secure with a small jeweled bracelet. She smoothed down her skirt, and bit her lip.
"Well guys, how do I look?"
"You look nice. But we'll have to get you a new wardrobe for when you meet their Majesties." Ranada said softly, him being the fashionable one of the twins. "That can be our first stop. Melisande is an excellent designer, and should have good ideas about what do match with that pink hair of yours."
"THEIR MAJESTIES?! W-w-w-why do I need to meet the King and Queen??" She yelled, her eyes wide with panic and fear. She, like all Earth girls, had been taught to fear the Lunarians, especially the King and Queen.
"Because, it was their idea to bring you up here. You're to be trained to be Ambassador to the Earth here on the Moon. We weren't supposed to tell you that, but it seems inadvertent now."
"Oh, yeah, NOW they tell me!" she fumed outloud, glaring daggers at the two she counted among her friends.
"We couldn't risk telling you earlier! How many times does he have to say it? We're your friends now, and we don't want you hurt!" Ramada looked her dead in the eyes, holding her by the shoulders. She could indeed tell that he was telling her the complete truth, and she relaxed.
"I'm sorry Ranada, Ramada. It's just.just.I can't handle all this at once!" She sniffled once, then pulled herself together. *Get a grip Chibi- Usa! You came here to do something, and you will do it!*
An hour or so later, she was standing in nothing but her underclothes, being poked and prodded by at least several middle-aged women, all commenting in Lunarian about her.endowments.
"Girls her age shouldn't be this chesty! Why, in my day, she'd be considered a hussy!"
"Now, now, it may help later on! Pretty girls catch pretty purses!"
Chibi-usa'd had enough. "Will you ladies PLEASE stop commenting on my chest? It's there, and there's nothing I can do about it! Sheesh!" She sighed in exasperation, and all the ladies left, clucking their tongues and gossiping once more. But that wasn't as disturbing as who walked in.
"R-R-Ramada! I'm not wearing any clothes!" She squealed and threw her sundress on over her head, blushing a deeper color than her very bright hair.
"Uh.sorry?" He obviously was not. "But Ranada said to get you, it's time to go get you settled in."
"FINALLY!" She jumped down off the pedestal, and ran out to the waiting hovercar.
"Didn't think you'd be so happy to be done, Usa. The first dress that arrives is the one you wear to see Their Majesties."
"Ranada, I just wanna go lie down! I'll worry about the meeting later!" She laughed. *Worry.what an understatment!*
"Miss Tamasuki, are you awake? We are here." Ranada touched her shoulder lightly, and she beamed up at him.
"I'm awake Ranada. I just can't believe I'm here! I've always wanted to travel, and this is a dream come true!" She laughed gaily and tossed her hair back. She had taken it out of her braid sometime during the flight, and it was now loose down to her beltline.
Ramada laughed with her. "A dream come true? Chibiusagi, you won't say that in a few weeks! Educational standards here are higher than those on Earth.
"Oh, you mean those I pass with flying colors?" she asked slyly, arching a brow.
"Yes, those you will most likely NOT pass here." He laughed when she spluttered, and ducked when she threw her pillow at him.
"Ramada, you are INSUFFERABLE!"
"Please, Chibiusa, I live with him. He's incorrigible as well!"
"I could've told you that Ranada!" She giggled and rebraided her hair swiftly, coiling it up into a bun which she held secure with a small jeweled bracelet. She smoothed down her skirt, and bit her lip.
"Well guys, how do I look?"
"You look nice. But we'll have to get you a new wardrobe for when you meet their Majesties." Ranada said softly, him being the fashionable one of the twins. "That can be our first stop. Melisande is an excellent designer, and should have good ideas about what do match with that pink hair of yours."
"THEIR MAJESTIES?! W-w-w-why do I need to meet the King and Queen??" She yelled, her eyes wide with panic and fear. She, like all Earth girls, had been taught to fear the Lunarians, especially the King and Queen.
"Because, it was their idea to bring you up here. You're to be trained to be Ambassador to the Earth here on the Moon. We weren't supposed to tell you that, but it seems inadvertent now."
"Oh, yeah, NOW they tell me!" she fumed outloud, glaring daggers at the two she counted among her friends.
"We couldn't risk telling you earlier! How many times does he have to say it? We're your friends now, and we don't want you hurt!" Ramada looked her dead in the eyes, holding her by the shoulders. She could indeed tell that he was telling her the complete truth, and she relaxed.
"I'm sorry Ranada, Ramada. It's just.just.I can't handle all this at once!" She sniffled once, then pulled herself together. *Get a grip Chibi- Usa! You came here to do something, and you will do it!*
An hour or so later, she was standing in nothing but her underclothes, being poked and prodded by at least several middle-aged women, all commenting in Lunarian about her.endowments.
"Girls her age shouldn't be this chesty! Why, in my day, she'd be considered a hussy!"
"Now, now, it may help later on! Pretty girls catch pretty purses!"
Chibi-usa'd had enough. "Will you ladies PLEASE stop commenting on my chest? It's there, and there's nothing I can do about it! Sheesh!" She sighed in exasperation, and all the ladies left, clucking their tongues and gossiping once more. But that wasn't as disturbing as who walked in.
"R-R-Ramada! I'm not wearing any clothes!" She squealed and threw her sundress on over her head, blushing a deeper color than her very bright hair.
"Uh.sorry?" He obviously was not. "But Ranada said to get you, it's time to go get you settled in."
"FINALLY!" She jumped down off the pedestal, and ran out to the waiting hovercar.
"Didn't think you'd be so happy to be done, Usa. The first dress that arrives is the one you wear to see Their Majesties."
"Ranada, I just wanna go lie down! I'll worry about the meeting later!" She laughed. *Worry.what an understatment!*