On the request of seabreazy, I will continue this series of one shots, but will only post a new chapter when I get a new review. I'm glad some one liked the story

Author note: I found out after I wrote the story in the previous chapter that the race between Michiru and Ami had already happened. I apologize for that. Also, this chapter is not my best work, because I dished it out very quickly (even though I took two months to post it) so forgive me. And, in case you didn't know, the two seperated shorts at the bottom are labled Omake, which means 'extra'.

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Rei kept her eyes closed, trying her hardest to ignore the bubbling blonde chatting amiably (if not ramblingly) behind her. It's not that she wanted quiet for her fire reading, it's not even that she disliked the constant stream of background noise (not that she'd ever admit it, of course), it's that she hadn't stopped talking since she woke up at eight.

And it was two in the afternoon.

"Usagi-chan…" Rei gritted her teeth to avoid screaming the name.

"Yes, Rei-chan?"

"Could you shut up?"

"But, Rei-chan, this is my future with Mamo-chan I'm talking about! I mean, what happens when we get married and then-…"

"Usagi…I'm pretty sure that we already know what happens. Now, just shut up and let me do my thing here, okay?"

"'Your thing'?"

"Not another word."

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Usagi had kept quite…for about half an hour, but then Minako and Makoto came over, stating that Ami-chan would be over later, and the conversation came back not only in full force but in double volume.

Rei had enough. She slowly walked out of her shrine and up the steps, ignoring the protests of the group that was yelling at her from the door, then following her down the walk-way. She continued walking until she got to the utility shed. She paused. She opened the door. She stepped in. The three behind her wondered what in the world Rei was doing in there.

A black and red blur tackled Usagi, and through the muffled cries of protests, one could hear a distinct 'riiiipp'.

Rei got off, then smiled, before sending her glare to the others.

They understood and remained quite as Usagi tried (and failed) to get the duct tape off her mouth.

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The picnic later was fun. The outer-senshi helped out quite a bit with the cooking, and providing rides, and all were enjoying themselves immensely, but they couldn't figure out why Usagi had a strip of red across her mouth and stayed as far away from Rei as possible.

And what was even more disturbing was that three of the inners weren't uttering a single word.

Ultra Omake Special of Doom!

"Hey, Ami-chan?"

"Yes, Makoto-san?"

"I was wondering…"

"Yes?"

"Why are my attacks lightning based when Japanese folk-lore requires it to be plant based?"

Ami paused, and glanced up from her book, "You have that one attack—Oak Evolution…"

"Yeah, one attack out of, like, fifty…"

"I'm not sure, really…"

"And what about Haruka? She's Sailor Uranus and her attack is 'World Shaking'"

"I really—"

"And Usagi! What the heck does 'heart attack' have to do with the moon?"

"Mako-"

"And Mamoru! The hell! Where does he pull the roses from, his as-"

"Makoto-san! Really.." Ami replied, flushing bright red, "I have no idea why the attacks are what they are, all I do is say them, like you."

Makoto rolled her eyes at Ami, a look of mild disgust on her face, "And you're supposed to be the smart one…"

Ultra Omake Special of Doom pt 2!

"Serena!"

"Whoa!" the odango-headed blonde shouted, "Watch the English! We don't need that kind of vulgarity around here!"

"But--…meatball-head!"

"Say it with me, 'O-Dan-Go!'"

"But, Serena, this is America! Five year olds won't know what you're saying!"

"That's their problem, isn't it? Besides, the power of the moon is understood universally!"

"That's because you shout all your attacks in English!"

"Lies!"

"But-"

"Silence!"

Lita sighed—There's no way to get through to the stubborn meatball-headed girl.