Disclaimer: I am afraid that I do not own Sailor Moon. I do, however, own some of the hilarious situations that they get themselves into. Read and enjoy!

Oh yeah, and don't worry: there's plenty more to come!

The Sailor Senshi Rise Again:

Chapter 3: The Somewhat Calm Before the Storm

Six hours later, Usagi was just getting out of bed. She walked into the family room with her crutches, falling over once but picking herself right back up. "Hey. What's up?"

"Good, you're dressed. Let's go." Usagi's dad appeared out of nowhere, pushed Usagi into her wheelchair, and then ran out the front door.

"Good luck, honey," Usagi's mother shouted as they departed.

"She'll need it," Shingo muttered. Chibiusa giggled.

Usagi and her father arrived at the Mugen dorm a half hour later, with Usagi's dad slouched over, trying to catch his breath.

"Come on, Daddy," Usagi whined. "You're so out of shape! Let's get moving!"

"Who did all the running just now?" her father said, panting. Usagi ignored him. Her father rolled her into the dorm.

A couple floors up, Haruka was sitting on the edge of a window, glancing at people walking by. When she spotted Usagi and her father, she groaned. "Michiru, Hotaru. Usagi and her father are here!" She scratched her head. "Man, I should've known that he wouldn't give up that easily."

Michiru and Hotaru appeared by her side. "What do you want us to do?" Michiru asked gently.

Haruka stood up suddenly. "Just be ready, I guess." She strode over to the wall connecting their room to Setsuna's. She knocked loudly. "Hey! Setsuna! Do you know what's going on?"

Setsuna's voice sounded, slightly muffled by the wall. "Yes, I hear everything through this wall, you know." Haruka shook her head. "Do you want me to be back up?"

Haruka sighed. "I suppose so. Although I don't think we'll need much help against a broken-legged Usagi and her old man."

"That is her father, right? Not a new boyfriend?" Michiru asked sarcastically.

"No. Too old. Although, considering Mamoru, it isn't THAT far of a stretch." Haruka laughed.

"What should I do?" Hotaru asked.

"Nothing," Michiru said, patting Hotaru on the head. "This is between us grown-ups."

"You're including Usagi in that?" Haruka snorted in disbelief.

"Ha, Ha."

Meanwhile, Usagi's father and the dorm attendant were fighting. "What do you mean, the elevator's broken?" Her father shouted. "That's against safety codes! I'm going to report this whole dorm!"

"Sir," the dorm attendant said in a measured voice. "We'll have it fixed by the end of Spring Break. Kindly use the stairs."

"What about my daughter? Can't you see she's incapacitated?" Usagi's dad shouted, pointing at Usagi.

"I'm sorry sir," the attendant said, although she did not sound all that sorry, "you'll have to find a way."

"Alright." He thought. "Usagi, you're just going to have to crawl up the stairs."

"What!" Usagi shouted. The dorm attendant smirked. "But I—"

"No buts," Usagi's dad said. "MOVE!"

Usagi, grumbling audibly, slowly crawled up the stairs, with no help from her father, who was carrying her wheelchair. When they made it to the top, Usagi was panting and lying on her side. Her dad picked her up, and dropped her none too gently into the wheelchair. He then knocked on the dorm door with Haruka, Michiru, and Hotaru's name on it. "Get out here, girls!" He shouted.

Haruka, Michiru, and Hotaru slowly walked out, as if preparing for death by firing squad. Haruka glanced at Usagi, and then said. "You're not gonna blame US for the condition she's in now, are you?"

"I will if you don't apologize!" Usagi's father shouted.

"It'll be easier, Haruka," Usagi said quietly, still recovering from the stairs. "Just say sorry."

Haruka glared at Usagi. "So you brought your Daddy over here instead of fighting your own battles. That's pathetic." She glanced up at her father. "I didn't know that her father fought all of his 'precious princess's' fights for her."

"She's been in quite enough fights with you from what I've heard," Usagi's dad said menacingly, slowly advancing on Haruka.

Haruka didn't back down. "Yeah? What've you heard?"

"Haruka, Usagi's right. Just apologize," Michiru said calmly.

"I got this, Michiru," Haruka said angrily. Michiru nodded.

Usagi's father was still advancing. "Let's see. Maybe that you've punched my daughter unconscious on multiple occasions."

Haruka shrugged. "Only when she wouldn't shut up."

"Ah, I see. So instead of telling her to be quiet, you decided to be uncivilized, and just knocked her out cold?"

"Well, it's faster and easier," Haruka said. Michiru and Hotaru laughed. Haruka grinned over at them.

"'Faster'? 'Easier'?" Her father stopped inches from Haruka's face.

"Well, there are other reasons too…" Michiru began.

"Shut up," Usagi's father snapped. "This is between me and Haruka here."

Haruka glared at Usagi's father. "Don't tell Michiru to shut up, or else." She cracked her knuckles menacingly.

Usagi's father laughed. "So now you're going to fight ME? Well fine. How do you like THIS?" Usagi's father shoved Haruka down on the ground. She crashed to the ground, and grunted in pain. Michiru helped her up while Hotaru shouted at Usagi's father, "What's wrong with you?"

Setsuna came running into the hall. "What happened?" She looked down at Haruka. "Why are you on the ground?"

Haruka stood up and nodded to Michiru, who backed away. Then, Haruka turned to Setsuna. "Usagi's father decided to push me to the ground."

Setsuna looked at Usagi's father, slightly shocked. Usagi's father glared at her. "What? I'm just giving her the same punishment she gave to Usagi. Haven't you ever heard of 'an eye for an eye'?"

"This hardly seems 'an eye for an eye'. You're much older than Haruka." Setsuna patted Hotaru on the back, who looked ready to punch Usagi's father. She blinked, appearing to break away from a trance.

"Don't worry, Setsuna. I'm more than a match for him." Haruka jutted her chin over at Usagi's dad.

"Well, I believe that I've proven my point." Usagi's dad turned away toward the stairs. "I regret having to resort to violence, but I only did it because you refused to apologize."

"You've made this more dramatic than it had to be." Michiru put a hand on Haruka's shoulder. "You should probably just leave now."

"I will. Thank you for your time, ladies." Usagi's father ordered Usagi off of the wheelchair, and she started to yet again crawl down the stairs, groaning audibly. Usagi's father slowly descended the stairs with Usagi's wheelchair.

After a long silence, Michiru asked Haruka, "You okay?"

Haruka patted Michiru's hand, which was still on her shoulder. "Yeah, yeah. Don't worry about it. I'm fine."

Michiru nodded and took her hand off Haruka's shoulder.

"Well…" Setsuna started. Everyone looked at her. "I'm going to go back to my room and… sew." She hurried off to her room, gently closing the door behind her.

Hotaru fidgeted. Then, she said, "I'm going to catch up with Usagi and her father, to see if I can go play with Chibiusa. Bye." Hotaru skipped down the stairs.

Michiru turned to Haruka. "I'm going to go paint in our art room. Tell me if you need anything." She turned and walked back into the room.