Golden Girl Chronicles Chapter 4, a sailor moon fanfic

Chapter 4: Marco Finds Out About Golden Girl

MU: Holy moly, I haven't been on here in FOREVER! High school does that to you, I guess. So, anyways, Marco is a fan character as well, one I created a while back. I mean, every superhero needs a romantic interest, right? ;)

"Marco! Can you take out the trash for me?"

"Sure, Mom, just give me a second!" Marco called back. He quickly pulled a brush through his tousled brown hair, pulled on some jeans, and ran to do what his mother asked. When he got back inside, his 4 year-old little sister, Taylor, walked into the living room, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes and clutching her favorite blue blanket with clouds on it.

"Hey there sleepyhead," he teased as she yawned. "How come you're not asleep?"

"I sleepy, but iss too noisy out here," Taylor replied, yawning again. Marco smiled. She usually had a little bit of a lisp when she was tired.

"I'm sorry, sis. I'll try not to be too noisy next time."

"That'ss what you said last time you were noisy. 'Member?" Taylor gave him an angry look.

"Hey," Marco crouched down until he was eye level to Taylor, "it's going to take me a while, OK?"

"Okay." Taylor smiled sweetly, and Marco gave her a quick hug.

"Can you help me find the Strawberry Shortcake show, please?"

Marco smiled. "Of course I will." He stood back up to his full height. He had just turned 12 a few days ago, and everyone, even he, was surprised at how tall he was getting. Taylor looked almost like a dwarf next to him. Marco helped Taylor find her show and he went back to his room to finish Journey to the Center of the Earth for his English class. He needed to finish the chapter he was on by next Monday, and besides, he was at a good part. He surprised people, including himself, how well he knew English.

It wasn't too long before his mom asked him to help her wash the dishes. Sighing, he set down his book and went into the kitchen. He didn't like being interrupted while he was reading, but he didn't want to face the consequences of what happened if he didn't listen to his mom. That had happened earlier in the week, and he didn't want it to happen again. Luckily, from the kitchen he could see the TV, so he watched Pokemon while he did the dishes.

Today was no ordinary Saturday, though, as Marco was about to figure out. It all started when a live news report turned on right in the middle of Ash's Pokemon battle for the 3rd gym badge.

"We just received word from Downtown Tokyo about a real live superhero," the news reporter stated. "Just a few minutes ago a battle took place between a living carnivorous Gigantasaurus, an extinct creature about 10 times larger than a T-Rex, and a young girl with special powers who calls herself 'Golden Girl'. Here's the footage." The next thing on the TV showed the fight between the dinosaur and the super-girl.

Marco was entranced. He set down the cup he was drying and focused all his attention on the beautiful superhero girl on the TV screen. She shot golden spheres and nets from her hands during the course of the battle with the dinosaur as if those actions were natural and a part of her. The way she jumped and dodged attacks from both the dinosaur and a mysterious woman in black was like an amazingly choreographed dance, so fluid and graceful. Her voice was just as brave, confident, and heroic as she was. Her curled red flowing hair seemed to have a golden shine in it that sparkled as she fought, but when he could see the golden glow in her brown eyes… oh, was Marco head over heels for her. He just didn't realize it yet.

The girl managed to defeat the dinosaur, and the black lady somehow disappeared. Marco couldn't tell much of what happened next, since by then a crowd of people were in front of the camera by then, but when the new camera got through the girl was helping a man to his feet. Marco couldn't tell much of what the two were saying, but she did hear the girl say that the woman was probably from another world, or possibly another universe. That startled Marco immensely.

On the TV, the reporters were firing all sorts of questions at the super-girl, like, "Are you from here?" "How did you get such power?" "Where do you live?" and a whole bunch of such questions. Marco wanted to punch them all in the face when he saw her lovely face with a confused look on it. He wanted to go to her, to get her out of the crowd, to tell those dumb reporters that she doesn't have to tell them anything if she doesn't want to.

The girl remained silent, confused, and then finally replied, "No comment. I have nothing to say at the moment. I'm just a little helper. See ya later!" While the reporters kept asking questions, the super-girl, using a golden spherical shield around her like a bouncy ball, bounced onto a nearby building. She was about to run across the roof when she heard something that caught her attention.

"Wait! What do you call yourself?" the reporter standing by the camera shouted. Marco looked on in anticipation, hoping she'd tell them her name so he could find her again.

The girl stopped cold for a moment. She turned around partially and shouted down, "Just call me Golden Girl!" With that she ran across the building roof and out of sight.

Then, the news reporter kept talking and interviewed some random people on the street, but Marco didn't listen. At Taylor's insistence, he changed the channel to some American cartoon he didn't know, but as he went back to the kitchen and kept drying dishes, he couldn't keep his mind off her. Golden Girl… there isn't any other girl as beautiful as you are. In his mind, he replayed the footage from the news of Golden Girl, using her powers to fight the monster, the movement of her body and hair, her determined look which changed to one of kindness as she helped the man up, the knowledge that shone in her eyes as she explained the situation. It was her eyes that Marco remembered so clearly. They were human, but something in them revealed something… beyond this world.

"Don't you think that bowl is dry enough?" Marco's mother asked him.

Bringing his mind back to the present, Marco realized he had been drying the same bowl for at least five minutes. "Sorry, Mom," he replied sheepishly. "I'm just not thinking about what I'm doing."

His mother laughed. "I could tell that. You may want to hurry up, though. James called and said he was coming over."

"Okay," Marco replied. Great! I can tell him about Golden Girl! It was rather difficult staying on task, though. He kept thinking about Golden Girl, and every time he remembered her battle, her face, and especially her eyes, his heart would beat faster and faster until he was sure it'd kill him. His head became woozy, and he had to make sure he didn't put the dishes away on the wrong shelves. As he finished the dishes, he thought, I have no idea what to call this… weird feeling, but I like it, and I don't think I'll be able to stop thinking or talking about her for a long, long time.

Slowly but surely, an image appeared in his head: one of him and Golden Girl together. He had a sensation that this wasn't supposed to happen for a few years, a girl possessing his mind so much, but he didn't care. As weird as it is, I like it!! As the doorbell rang, the image of him and Golden Girl kissing in front of a sunset burned in his mind forever, to haunt him for years to come.

MU: Okay, so I was listening to "Invisible Touch" by Genesis when I finished up this chapter. A part of the chorus says "She seems to have that invisible touch, yeah/ She reaches in and grabs a hold of your heart", so... yeah. Marco isn't your typical 12 year old, though. :D