Dis-claim-er - Neither I nor any of the other authors hold any rights or privileges to the characters used in this story. Copyright is given to the creators/holders where applicable. Only thing I (might) have any hold on is the idea to create this, and it's probably a jointly held idea anyway.

"Next case!"

"One Youma vs the Sailor Senshi."

"Wow... Nice legs on you..."

"Keep your hands off!"

"Uranus, be nice to the prosecutor."

"But Neptune... HEY!"

Harry sweat-dropped as Uranus kicked Dan in the gut so hard that he was lifted off the ground. "Now, Dan, you really had that coming, openly pawing her rear end is a fast way to get beaten up."

"N...*Gasp wheeze* Noted!"

"Sheesh! You would've thought he would've learned when I beat him up."

"Should I befriend him?"

"...You really want someone like that as a friend?"

"Ewww... You're right."

"Yeah, even Kenny doesn't want him as a friend."

"He's not worth a fight."

"Alright, peanut gallery, quiet down!"

Ranma, Nanoha, Fate and Yachiru all grumbled and sat down.

Harry groaned, what was up with such people anyway?

"Now, Mr. Youma," Harry sighed as he looked over the case file, "Why are you here before my court?"

"I was collecting energy."

"Stealing it!" Sailor Moon stood up and pointed at the Youma.

"HEY! I'll have you know that I PAID the people!"

"So, you're a pimp then?"

Everyone stared at Mars. "NO! It's like getting your blood drawn. Besides, none of the people drained died!"

"So, why would you need that much energy then, Mr. Youma?"

"It was for my children. It's been so hard since the Dark Kingdom went under. Then these nine showed up and attacked me!"

"Pluto-mama, are we really bad guys?"

"No, but I think that the Youma's lying."

"I am not!"

"Uh, Mr. Youma, there's ten."

"Huh?" The youma looked at the pink haired girl. "Oh, didn't notice her, she's useless anyway."

"Your Honor, technically, Miss..." Christine looked at her case file and back at the pink haired girl, "Are you really called Small Lady?"

"Puu calls me that."

"Right... Anyway, Miss...Small Lady is not a part of this case, as she is the daughter of the leader, Sailor Moon..." Christine threw her case file down, "Do I really have to continue this?"

"Yes, because they wear tiny miniskirts..."

"SHUT UP...wait, that wasn't Nappa..."

"Nope, Vegeta, it was the guy in the suit right there." Nappa pointed at Roy Mustang. "Besides, I wanna catch the Pokemon..." Nappa trailed off as he started to float toward Small Lady, a ghostly pokeball in his grip.

"No, Nappa. Not today."

"Aww..."

Harry banged his gavel several times, "Alright, people, settle down. Who is the leader amongst you? Is it the one in the red trimmed sailor fuku?"

"That's the one I'd've gone with," Roz commented.

"No! I am!" The multi-colored one spoke up, causing Sailor Mars to grumble to herself quietly.

"Wow, I think you had the right idea Roz," Bull said, "but then again, the tall one in the back looks like my niece, Makoto..."

"Bull, do you have family on every continent or just Japan?" asked Dan with a smirk.

"Well, there's my third cousin three times removed that lives in England and fights against Vampires... Then there's my great uncle on my mother's brother-in-law's side of the family that practices magic and lives in Atlanta... Then there's..."

"That's enough Bull."

Meanwhile, Sailor Jupiter kept trying to hide behind just about all her fellow Sailors, without much luck...

"WOO! I can see her bloomers!"

A meaty thwack followed by glass shattering announced the violent departure of at least one pervert from the gallery.

"Hey, Vegeta..."

"What?"

"I wanna see Youma breed."

Everyone was quiet and looked at the ghost stupidly.

"Fuck NO, Nappa!"

"Awww..."

"Jupiter, you okay..? You've been staring at the prosecutor for awhile now..."

He looks like my old boyfriend."

"Jupiter, he's twice your age."

"Yeah... It's the eyes..."

"Dan, you mollested an underage girl?"

"Bull, I just look like her old boyfriend."

"...So, you are?"

"...Yes... Yes I am."

"Okay, you're coming down to the cell with me."

"It was sarcasm, Bull! Sarcasm!"

"...Oh."

Meanwhile, Harry put his face in his hands before wiping his face, "Alright, since Mr. Youma is a supernatural terror who managed to survive an encounter with it's natural predator, and since I'm a generous judge, I'll fine the Sailor Senshi $30 each and everyone's free to go." *BANG*

"But your Honor, I didn't even present a case," Dan complained.

"Dan, the Peanut Gallery beat you to it."

The people in the court room grumbled.

"Next case, what is it, Mac?"

"Well sir, Ms. Moon and Mr. Mask get to come back once again. The State v Sailor Moon and Tuxedo Mask, child endangerment of their future child."

"Mac, is it just me or does that kid look nothing like those two?"

"I'll put a call into Child Services sir."

"WAH! SHE REALLY IS OUR DAUGHTER FROM THE FUTURE!"

"... Put in for a full drug screening for Ms. Moon."

"Pluto! Tell them."

"...I deny everything."

"Pluto!"

"I got kicked off the Senshi after my planet got demoted."

"..."

Roz shook her head. "That's one way to get back at your former employer..."

Pluto looked at Roz and nodded, "Amen!"

"Wow, this is really interesting." Bull commented, "it's like watching a Soap Opera."

"Pluto! Just tell them the truth!"

"...You can't handle the truth."

"What?"

"The truth is, Sailor Moon, Chibi Moon is not your daughter."

"WHAAAAT!?"

Harry was about to say something but he saw the green-haired Senshi wink at him when Sailor Moon wasn't looking. Okay, maybe this would be good.

"The truth is... Chibi Moon is the love child of myself and Ranma."

"WHAT?!"

The aforementioned Pig-tailed Martial Artist paled considerably...

"Ha ha! Look at that, Vegeta, she's the transvestite's kid!"

"Hey! I got a curse!"

"Transvestite, curse, what's the difference?"

"Shut up Nappa." Vegeta groaned.

"ORDER! ORDER! One more comment from anyone other than the lawyers and I'll have this courtroom cleared out!"

Everyone shut up and quieted down. The drama was too amusing, or too scary for them to want to get kicked out.

"Okay, it doesn't matter WHOSE child she is, do you or do you NOT send her out into danger?"

"Well... Yes, but..."

"Does she have enough power to handle the dangers on her own?"

Usagi slowly shook her head. "But..."

"I want you and your boyfriend to see professional help for this. In addition, I'm placing the pink-haired girl under protective custody for 30 days."

"But..."

"Case closed, let's take fifteen people!" Harry banged the gavel down and quickly left the court room. The last thing he needed to deal with was MORE of these idiots right now.