Meenie Minie Mo
"God! Kill me now!" Usagi exclaimed, looking up at the sky as she walked home from school. A piece of paper in her hands, reading '58' in red ink.
'Mama's gonna kill me,' she thought, 'Pop quiz in Algebra! What idiot hired that evil, old hag anyway?'
Usagi glared down at the evil paper, she turned around a corner and slammed right into a very large, and muscular body. Now, Usagi being the drama queen she is, cried out - dramatically - as her head - and back - met with the lovely, cold concrete of the sidewalk.
"Oh my gosh, Usagi! You clutz! Watch where you're going! You could run somebody over! Whats this?" the person, who was quite tall, snatched the paper from the air and gazed at it's contents, "A 58? After all that tutoring? I thought you were getting better - not worse!"
Usagi sat up, rubbing the back of her odangoed head, "Oh sure, Mako-pyon! Kill me, criticize me, and don't bother to help me up! If you think you're going to my funeral - think again!" she stood up, looking at Mako-pyon with a look of contempt.
The tall girl laughed, handing the paper back to Usagi.
"You just get out of school?" Usagi nodded.
"Miss Haruna gave us a pop quiz on slopes! I couldn't remember what rise over run was so I just guessed a bit..."
"A bit? Well, I'm sure you'll do better next time. I have to go - I'm on my way to work - so I'll call you later, alright? Bye!" with that Mako-pyon ran off, Usagi noticing her café uniform.
"May the force be with you, Makoto!"
--+--
"Get back here you ugly slug!" Sailor Moon shouted, running across the rooftops of Tokyo.
'I got out of bed for this?' she thought, shaking her head. The giant blue slug - which had the nerve to leave a disgusting trail of slime in it's wake - stopped and turned, flinging a giant eye at Sailor Moon, sending her flying over her friend Naru's house and straight into Naru's swimming pool.
She shouted obscenities at the large slug, smacking her fists into the cold water. Climbing out she grabbed hold of her tiara and stomped after the monster.
"You're toast, you nasty excuse for French cuisine! At least snails have shells - I'm so gonna kick your bloody--aahhh!" she screamed as blue slime poured from the slug's mouth.
"Thats it! I'm coming up there!"
--+--
Minako winced at the item of clothing in front of her.
"I'm Minako Muzi-Ai!"
The dress was hideous.
"I'm fourteen and in 9th grade!"
Whose idea was it to cast her as the Wicked Witch of the Weast? What the heck was a 'Weast' anyway?
"I don't like Christian Bale, fish, or milk!"
It was frillier than than her neighbor's doll dresses!
"I'm in the drama club, the cross-country club, and the volleyball club with Usagi!"
"Minako! Hurry up and get changed!"
"The drama club is performing their own rendition of the Wizard of Oz! I'm a good witch with really bad taste in clothing and accessories! I go to rehearsal every Saturday. I don't think I'm so excited about getting up in this though."
With a heavy sigh, Minako changed into the lime green dress, adjusting the bows and pulling the lace at the bottom up a bit so it wasn't so noticeable. She lifted up the hot pink sailor-style hat with one finger, holding it away from her face and tossing it into the trash can.
"I doubt anybody will miss it anyway,'
--+--
"Another weird dream?" Ami asked Usagi. It was Sunday - the day of rest! According to Usagi, anyway.
"Yep. I was chasing a big slug and it got this nasty slime on me,"
"I see."
Suddenly, the door to Ami's room flew open, and Hotaru ran inside, shutting it quickly.
"They're after me!" yells came from the other side as Ami rolled her eyes.
"Get away from my door!" she shouted.
"Those two are getting on my nerves! Mariemaia knocked over my milk earlier."
"All you had to do was make her clean it up and get another glass." Ami moving one of her knights. The two had been playing chess.
"I did. But she still did it on purpose..."
Hotaru sat on the floor next to Usagi, "How do you know it was on purpose?"
Usagi sweatdropped, "I don't know, maybe because she said 'Hah! I knocked over your glass on purpose!' and laughed evily at me." she moved the little glass pawn forward two spaces.
"Oh." Hotaru looked down at the board, "What're you up to?"
Ami and Usagi stared at Hotaru. They stared some more.
"Stop staring at me!"
--+--
"...you just got rid of a few kittens, and now you're obsessed with Dashboard Confessional? Did I get everything?" asked the school counselor, Ms. Hagerty.
"I've been having some crazy dreams," Usagi said. Ms. Hagerty wrote something on her clipboard.
"Everyone has a crazy dream now and then,"
"Yeah, but in mine I'm always dressed the same way and killing these ugly monsters - the last one I had I was battling a dolphin - and once in a while this guy wearing a tuxedo--" Ms. Hagerty rose her hand, silencing the odangoed blonde.
"I get it, dear. Why don't you consult an astrologist? They're much more experienced with dreams and strange phenomena than I am. Now get to class, and call Mr. Yui in, please."
Usagi stood up, rolling her eyes. The woman had asked about how life was going, so Usagi told her. Ms. Hagerty seemed a bit bi-polar at times. Always changing her mind and whatnot...
"You're up next dude."she said, waving to the young man in one of the not-so-comfy chairs outside the counselor's office. He looked up at her, recognizing the weirdo hair she had.
"Long time no see, Odango Atama." Usagi stopped dead in her tracks. She turned to see none other than Hiiro standing there with a rather evil grin.
"What did you call me?"
"Odango Atama, can't you hear properly?"
'I don't care if he is hot! Hiiro's a jerk!' she thought, she glared at him, "I can hear just fine, thank-you. Leave me alone, I have better things to do than pick fights with you."
Hiiro rose an eyebrow as she walked away. Usually Usagi would smack him or steal his notebook when he made fun of her. Thats how it had been the past few months since he'd moved to Juuban.
Sighing, he stepped into the office, dreading the evil counselor's inquisition.
--+--
Ami scrunched her eyebrows together, boy this kid was weird.
Duo sat across from her, playing a game of cat and mouse with their frog and crawfish. She stared at him, wanting to beg him to at least put on gloves if he was going to touch dead things.
"Duo..." she sighed, looking away as one of the frog's legs bent the wrong way. 'Oh my gosh...'
"Yeah?"
"Here," she handed him a pair of latex gloves. He grinned at her, taking them from her - she kept from touching his hands - and smiling down at the crawfish.
"Just what I need! I'll cake you with rubber and keep you forever! Hey, Ami? Can you slide the burner over here?"
Ami slapped herself upside the head. Leave it to Duo to be stupid enough to think of that!
Although, he did slightly remind her of Usagi.
--+--
"Theres going to be a halloween dance next Saturday?" Minako asked, gazing up at one of her co-stars, Trowa Barton. He nodded. Trowa wasn't very talkative, and it was a wonder why he even took up drama. Minako squealed, grabbing his arm and dragging him off to hear the details.
Trowa was quite tall. Minako was very short. Usagi thought they looked cute together, being so far apart in height. Minako liked tall guys anyway.
"Matchmaker, matchmaker, make me a match!" Usagi warbled off-key, watching the two walk down the hallway. As they turned a corner, Usagi raised her fists and cackled evily.
"Halloween dance, here Usagi comes! All she needs is a date!"
--+--
"You hear about the dance coming up?" Duo asked his brother, Hiiro. It was almost 7 and Hiiro was currently lying on their couch, flicking through the channels.
"Yep,"
"You plan on going?"
"Nope,"
"Why not?"
"No date,"
"Why not ask someone?"
"Nobody to ask,"
"I know a few--"
"No,"
"But--"
"No,"
Duo rolled his eyes, his brother was such an idiot sometimes. Being brothers, they had similarities, and...differences. Duo was quite a social butterfly and Hiiro preferred...the quiet.
The phone rang, Duo jumped up to get it, "Hello?"
Hiiro sighed, getting up, no doubt it was another girl asking Duo to that stupid dance. Why did girls like him so much anyway? Maybe it was because he looked so girly. Of course, Hiiro had his fair share of...fans. They would all run up to him with stupid smiles on their faces, giving him cookies and flowers. Who gave boys flowers?
"Its for you Hiiro!"
Hiiro frowned, shrugging, "I'll take it in my room," he climbed the stairs as Duo waited to put the phone down.
"Hey, Usagi? He'll talk with you in a minute."
Hiiro's almost monotonous voice answered from the phone in his room and Duo faithfully set the phone back on it's stand. Listening in on Hiiro's call - however tempting it was, considering it was a girl - would normally be fun, but Duo did not want a death wish, and Hiiro was very sensitive about these things.
No, really.
--+--
"Hiiro?" Usagi asked, staring up at her bedroom ceiling.
"Yeah,"
"I have a question for you!" she exclaimed cheerfully.
"What?" Usagi sighed,
"Don't sound so excited!"
"I'm not,"
Usagi put the phone down, glaring up at her ceiling. What made her want to ask him anyway? It wasn't as if he would say yes. Of course, she could always just force him to take her. It wasn't like Hiiro had other plans. He made it clear at school to all the girls that he had no intention of going.
But Usagi decided to change that.
"You there?" she put the phone back up to her ear.
"Yeah,"
'Talkative much,' she thought sarcastically.
"Do you have plans for...October 21st?"
"No,"
'This is going much smoother than I thought, maybe he's too tired to give me an inquisition. Idiot,' she thought.
"Good! Because now you're my date to the dance! If you need help with a costume, you got my number! You do now, anyway. Bye, Hiiro! I'll see you in the morning!" she set the phone down, rather pleased with herself. Leave him no room - or time - to say 'no'.
"Now to see about an outfit!"
--+--
Hiiro stared at the phone in his hand. What the heck had just happened? He wondered if calling her back to say 'no' would be a good idea. He rolled his eyes, say 'no' to Usagi? The mere thought was idiotic! She never took no for an answer.
Hiiro dropped back on his pillow, the phone still in his hand.
'Why me?' he thought. Hiiro shot up and dashed out the door, leaving the phone behind.
"Duo! I need a costume!"
--+--
Notes:
Only three other stories to go and I can concentrate on FotM and LEbM! Yay! Ain't ya proud o' me? No? Okay then...I finally managed to squeeze this one out...its not as long as the other two, but I decided this would be a good place to end the chapter. ) I have no idea what to do for costumes! If you guys got suggestions, just drop 'em in the review box!
I don't own anything except the plot! So if I forgot to disclaim anything...this makes up for it!