Sorry for the long wait my friends. Here is the second chapter to Sailor Craziness. Remember that I do not own anything from Sailor Moon, and that my characters, I do own…

Chapter Two: Sailor Crazi's Awakening

Angela woke up to the sound of a broom sweeping the floor. The tv was also on. She barely opened her eyes, her listening to the sound of the tv was distant. "Ruby Tuesday…I found you unconscious outside, and look at the tv. There was a monster that attacked you, many people saw it. You're lucky to only have that bruise on you're head as a reminder…."

Hearing him say that, she felt her head to make sure the bump wasn't too big. She obeyed his request. Her jaw dropped.

"The first victim was Angela Skies. She bravely tried fighting this monster but got knocked unconscious, the witnesses say. There was some rooftop masked man, who threw a golden rose down and sliced the monster into two. Who is this masked wonder? Onto other news…" For a second when the reporter said who is this masked wonder, there was a picture of what looked like Tuxedo Mask. Sailor Moon? That was only a legend…

"This isn't really real. I am only dreaming. Pinch me…" She said dazed, feeling awake, knowing that this wasn't a dream. Her boss pinched her. "Ouch! You know I didn't mean it!" Her nose twisted in the slight pain of the pinch.

Her boss laughed, shaking his head. "Nope, if they are witnesses, then it was real as Night Live News. Don't worry, you're okay. The city is saved thanks to that Tuxedo Mask look-a-like. The only difference is that underneath his hat, he has blonde hair. Well, and his outfit is a different color as well. It's not black and red, but white and red. Whatever he is, hopefully he continues to protect people. You've been accident prone since you were little. Heheh."

Angela glared. "That is so unfair! How you can remember me when I was little, but I have no recollection of it at all?"

"Trust me, you were cute as you always are, but boy oh boy, did you know how to get into trouble. Hence why…" The barkeep was interrupted by a woman's voice. "Do you know how late it is, Mac?"

Mac gulped as his wife looked torked off. "Well, hun, sweetie, I couldn't just leave her be. Have you seen the news?"

"Hello, Vanessa." Angela said wearily. Another person who knew her past so well…

Vanessa smiled. "You know, Mac, she is up to the same kind of trouble. Like always."

If Angela wasn't so tired and she hadn't been feeling the way she was at this time, she wouldn't have responded the way she did. "Well, enough of the past and time to make up for the new!" She rolled her eyes at Vanessa and Mac and stormed out of the Club.

Vanessa's smile didn't vanish. "Yep, she is still our girl."

Angel was sipping tears of misery as she walked through the door to her home. Supposedly it was her sanctuary but how was it supposed to make her feel safe now? Was it safe for her to have Rin here? Would people find out about her secret? Would her dreams still involve her Senshi self? Who would answer these questions? And why didn't somebody give her some clues? Besides that arrogant, Tuxedo Mask-look-a-like… She didn't need help from a guy. She didn't need or want help from a guy. She loved being single. She blushed. Why did she need to think that? Ergh! Would someone just answer these annoying questions!

Her eyes peered into Rin's room. Fast asleep. Not. "Mom." Dang, Angel thought. "Yes?" "Are you ok?" "Yes." "You sure?" "Sure." "You positive?" "Nope, cause only fools are. Sooo, my little darling of life, good night." Angel shut the door softly.

It didn't matter if she slept in her dress or not, she was tired. Red curly hair fell upon the white bed sheets as she landed on the bed. Her eyes easily drifted her off to the magical world of dreams.

Petals, red and soft, rose petals fell on her nose and her eyes opened. Her body was on a white floor, she was dressed in a white wedding dress. Petals were falling everywhere. She stood up. Tried to, anyway. She fell back on the ground and glared around.

This is odd, I have never been in a dream like this…She thought to herself but it felt like her thoughts were played on an intercom, because she heard it as though she had screamed aloud.

"Yes, my dear, you have never had a dream like this one…" A coy male voice replied.

Angel's eyes looked everywhere in bewilderment. A face looked down at her, a masked face. "Do you think you can scare me?" She asked with no fear. He laughed at her.

Her settings changed and she was now above the tallest building in Neo New York, The Neo Chrysler…which is ten times the size the old Chrysler building used to be. She gulped. "Is this the best you can do? This is a dream…you can't fool me."

"Oh really?"

Suddenly she felt very chilled and she heard sounds, smelt smells, which was very unlike a dream. "Oh…my…" she was interrupted by a girls voice.

"Paige Master Blast!" The girl shouted. Millions of pages flew above Angel's head and blasted the mask man. He evaporated but before he did, he whispered in her ear, "I'll be back for you, my dear…" He whispered as she dropped into the other girls arms.

"We're on a paper..." "Dragon, yes, and you're a Senshi, so why does this surprise you? I'm Sailor Paige and you are?" The girl had interrupted Angel again. She wondered what on Earth this girl was talking about until she looked at the girl, and then herself.

She was in her fuku!

"Is this really real?" Angel questioned.

"Duh. Look, hun, I got people to save and no time for questions, and since you're obviously a new Senshi, you should register yourself at the Senshi Association. You're Senshi name?"

"My Senshi name? Um, Sailor Crazi…"

"Great! Love the creativity gal. Welcome to the world of the Senshi. And no, I'm not like, the official welcoming community or anything. Tee hee."

"Right. Well, thank you for saving me, Sailor Paige."

"No problem sweetie," She replied and winked at Angel. "Here's you're balcony. Be careful, sometimes the papers are slippery. There ya go, love."

Angel waved good bye to her new found friend. Or rather she found me friend, something to that effect. She went into her bedroom, calmly trying to figure out what had just happened. Her fuku…How would she take it off? Could she take it off? Hmm.

I guess I might as well leave it on, and let it transform me back into my pj's. She thought as last thought as drifted asleep onto the comfortable bed.

"Good morning glory, what's you're story? I had this weird dream the other night. You were in it and some arcane guy. Then some Sailor Senshi… Sailor Paige, I think, was in it too." Rin said as she plopped carelessly on Angel's bed.

"Good morning." Angel replied sleepily. So it was a dream…but how come Rin didn't say that she was in a Senshi fuku herself?

"I know." Rin smiled innocently.

"I know you know." Angel smiled back. It was something that they did routinely to just smile when they had nothing better else to say at that moment.

Angel sighed and frowned at Rin. "I know you have to go to school."

Rin copied Angel's sigh and frown. "I know you have to go to work."

They tickled each other in attempt to lighten up the others day. It worked. The daily ritual had begun, otherwise known as the morning messcapade. This meant, that clothes went flying until the ones for the day were found, food came out of the fridge that might or might not been sanitary to eat, shoes and shocks might not always match as they walk out the door, and sometimes the brush had to be to be passed in the car, hair and tooth.

"Bye sweetie, have a nice day!" She shouted to Rin as Rin got out of the car.

"You too, mom!" Rin shouted back as she waved good bye to Angel.

Angel tried to push last night's fiasco out of her mind. All of it came back however, when she came into her High School classroom. She only taught two classes every other day. It was weird, but she didn't complain much because she didn't have to do much for this job.

Everyone was murmuring when she entered the classroom, all eyes centered upon her.

"Get you're eyes off my beautiful red sundress, will ya, and get started on you're work, or it's a detention for all of ya." Angel joked, the class laughed at her, taking out their workbooks.

Preppy Piper, the famous beautiful red headed cheerleader, who sort of ignored all the uncool, and was known for her close relationships with the jocks of the school, stood up, went to Angels desk dropping a paper on it. "There ya go, love."

Angel looked at the paper.

I wouldn't want to give away the beginning of the third chapter would I? Nope! Just have to keep reading. Mwhahaha. If you have any comments, questions, or answers, please let me know. Thank you, have a nice day, come again!