Sailor Moon was originally created by Naoko Takeuchi, while Golden Hawk was created by me, although his secret identity was created by Jerry and Sharon Logue. This series takes place in a real place, Orange County, California, during the 1980s. While I strive to make this series as accurate as possible, I have made some changes for artistic purposes.

Meet Serena Campbell, a typical all-American girl. Blonde hair, blue eyes, a little on the short side. She's very pretty, even though she sometimes thinks her nose is a little small for her face, and she sometimes wishes she was a couple inches taller. She has family and friends, people who love her, and people she loves. She sort of somewhat had a boyfriend, well, he's a boy, and he's her friend. And now, he's her boyfriend for real. Anyways, things have been quiet for the last couple weeks. Too quiet, they think. They believe their enemy is up to something. Or, at the very least, waiting for them to let their guard down...

CHAPTER 10: DOWNTIME

CLEARY'S RESTAURANT

LA HABRA, CALIFORNIA

AUGUST 2, 1986 8:00 AM

"Saeko, party of 8," the hostess said.

"That would be us," Amy Anderson said, as she, her mother, Serena Campbell, Jerry Logue, Sharon Husted, Debbie Logue, Jimmy Husted, and Jennie Husted followed her to a dining room off to the side, where they all sat around a large table.

"Mind if I start anyone out with some coffee?" the hostess asked.

"I'll have decaf," Sharon said.

"I'll have hot tea," Saeko said.

"Me too," Serena said.

"Ditto," Jerry said.

"I'll have a coffee," Amy said,.

"Hot chocolate," Jimmy said.

"Hot chocolate," Debbie said.

"Hot chocolate," Jennie said.

"That's 3 coffees, a decaf, hot tea, and 3 hot chocolates," the hostess said.

"So you aren't hanging out with us today?" Jimmy asked.

"I don't know about Serena or Amy," Jerry said, "but I may hang out with you a bit later. I'll be in the Helping Hearts, Helping Hands dunking booth."

"How did you get roped into that?" Jennie asked.

"My mom's on their board of directors," Jerry said. "I heard they needed volunteers, so I agreed to do it. Besides, I hear it's supposed to be a hundred two today, I figure taking the odd dunk in a tank of cold water might feel good."

"What exactly is Helping Hearts, Helping Hands?" Jimmy asked.

"They provide services for those with mental and intellectual disabilities," Sharon said. "They advocate for educational opportunities, provide job training and therapy for those with disabilities, they run a day camp for children with mental and intellectual disabilities, and provide funding for programs like Special Olympics. The dunking booth provides some funding, but most of their budget comes from the thrift store in Fashion Square."

"I love that place!" Amy said. "Most of the time I go there, I never know what I'm going to find. And the best part is, they also employ those who the program helps."

Later on, after breakfast, Jerry arrived at the Helping Hearts, Helping Hands dunking booth. He was wearing a pair of knee length blue nylon board shorts with a tie front and Velcro fly, a sleeveless heather gray T-shirt with the cover of Rubber Soul by the Beatles on the front, and black flip-flops. He was carrying a California Angels gym bag, which he stashed under a table next to the dunking booth. As he stashed his gym bag under the table, he was greeted by Billy Hester, who worked at the Helping Hearts, Helping Hands thrift store. Billy gave Jerry a high five, followed by one on the downstroke, like Tom Cruise and Anthony Edwards in Top Gun. He got a large towel out of his gym bag, and removed his watch, which he put in a pocket in the front of his gym bag, along with his wallet. As he got ready to get into the dunking booth, a middle aged woman with blonde hair approached the booth. She was wearing a light pink sleeveless blouse, beige walking shorts, and flat heeled sandals, and Jerry couldn't help but notice her hair, makeup, and nails(both fingers and toes) were immaculate, with fuchsia nail polish on fingers and toes. "I know you only volunteered for an hour in the booth," the woman said, "but Kevin got rushed to the hospital last night, so I'll need you to do an extra hour."

"I don't mind," Jerry said. "It's for a good cause. Besides, it's already in the mid 90s, so a dunk or ten might do some good."

"That's the spirit," the woman said. "I really appreciate you helping us out like this."

"Helping Hearts has done a lot of good these last ten years," Jerry said. "Least I can do is help them help others. Especially when they help people like your son Billy."

"I hope you remember that every time you get dunked in the drink," Billy said, as he set the seat and target up, and Jerry sat on the seat.

Jerry didn't have to wait long for the first person to try to dunk him. A young man, about a year younger than Jerry, and wearing a heather gray T-shirt with "PROPERTY OF LOS ANGELES DODGERS" stenciled on the front, blue jean shorts, and black Nike sneakers, and accompanied by a young woman with reddish brown hair, who was wearing a white tank top, black shorts, and white Keds. "Look what we have here," Jerry said. "The best pitcher on El Dorado's frosh-soph team, and I thought I would stay dry all day here. Hey Paul."

"Hey," Paul Charlton said. "If that's a challenge, you're on."

"Go for it," Jerry said. "A dollar for 3 tries."

Paul grabbed the balls, took his position, and after his windup, fired a pitch at the target. After spending a total of $5, Paul hadn't hit the target at least once. "Cut me a little slack," Paul said. "I'm out of practice."

"Bull," Jerry said. "I know for a fact you practically lived on the baseball field all summer. But I bet your little girlfriend could do better."

"You're on," the girl with Paul said, getting a dollar out of her pocket, and giving it to Billy. He handed her 3 baseballs, she gave two back. "I only need one shot," she added. She got into position, and threw the ball, which hit the target exactly in the middle, sending Jerry into the water below. "By the way, my name's Staci," she said.

After a little more than 2 hours, a woman in her late 20s approached the dunking booth. She had red hair in a ponytail, and was wearing a white strapless one piece bathing suit, with flowered wrap skirt around her waist, and white leather flip-flops. "Sorry I'm late," she said.

"That's okay, Sally," Jerry said, as he got out of the dunk tank and dried off. "You're here now."

As Jerry got out of the dunk tank and dried off, Serena Campbell arrived, along with Amy Anderson and Mina Nani. "You have fun?" Serena asked, kissing Jerry.

"Yeah," Jerry said. "Now to change out of these wet clothes, and get some sweet corn. I mean, this is the Corn Festival."

"With plenty of butter and salt, of course," Serena said.

After Jerry changed, he and Serena, along with Amy and Mina, went to get some corn. Afterwards, they hit the midway, and did some rides. "You having a good time?" Jerry asked Mina.

"Yeah," Mina said. "This is a little different than anything we have on Oahu."

After a bit, Jerry and Serena went off by themselves. They did a couple rides, first they did the Ferris wheel. That was one ride Jerry used to have problems with, but with Serena, he was able to do it. They also did the swings, and the Tilt-a-Whirl, and a couple other rides. Later on, they went to Tommy's hamburgers, which was on Whittier Boulevard and Idaho, where they got chili cheeeseburgers, fries, and sodas. After dinner, they went back to the Corn Festival, where they each had one last ear of corn, and took a moonlight ride on the Ferris wheel. Afterwards, Serena dropped Jerry off at his mom's house. "We're going to Arthur's for breakfast tomorrow," Jerry said. "Be here about 8:00."

"What about after breakfast?" Serena asked.

"We're taking Jimmy and Jennie back to the train station," Jerry said. "They're going back to Stockton tomorrow. I figure after we see them off on their train, maybe you and I can go roller skating."

"That sounds fun," Serena said.

À SUIVRE...