Sailor Moon is copyright Naoko Takeuchi and all other companies. MST3K belongs to Best Brains Inc. Any random mention of songs, quotes, etc. are property of the money making machines that put them out. You probably shouldn’t sue me because all you’d be getting is one Rayearth manga, a Slayers Try video and some anime cards.

This story does not belong to me, it is the property of the author. I don’t intend to insult or cut down the author (even though it might seem like I am.) If any of you readers know this person and know that he/she wants it taken down, feel free to e-mail me. I apologize in advance if this offends anyone. (wouldn’t I make a great corporate lawyer?)

So basically, I don’t own squat, I’m a poor Chinese high school student, I’m sorry for offending anyone (even though you should get your ass outta here if you don’t like this kinda stuff), and I did this out of sheer boredom instead of doing a project assigned to us for the summer.

Warning: I’ve not seen a single episode of MST3K. So beware of inconsistencies galore! Okay, on with the MST!

Lori and Grace sit in a theater watching Cruel Intentions in a dollar theater at midnight.

“Man, this is the last time I let you pick a movie…” muttered Lori.

“Hey, did you have anywhere else to be? Besides, maybe this way Bob, the All Mighty Lord of Darkness (TAMLOD), won’t be able to find us, I mean, even though he’s TAMLOD, he’s still a guy. No guy will brave the onslaught of a chick flick, right?

“Yeah, right….HEY YOU TWO GET A ROOM!” yelled Lori. “Geez this is a theater, not a porn studio!”

Grace just sat there sweatdropping.

Suddenly, the movie disappeared and was replaced by the hideous face of Bob, TAMLOD, who bears a strange resemblance to Mr. Smith , TOOG (the overlord of geography).

“WHO ARE YOU CALLING HIDEOUS?! JUST FOR THAT, I GIVE YOU YOUR NEW ASSIGNMENT, ANOTHER SAILOR MOON SAPPY FIC!”

“Ha! You think that’s bad? You won’t break us like that!” Lori yelled to the screen.

The “intimate” couple in the front decided to take Lori’s earlier advice and quickly exited the theater.

“Lori, I don’t think it’s a good idea to be snotty to TAMLOD, I mean, he IS all mighty…”

“I don’t give a rat’s a$$, Grace, I’m tired…so very tired. But I’m not going to break!”

“That’s the spirit! Just don’t provoke him, he may give us a really bad fic like “Trapped” where Usagi and Shingo get it on..” Grace said as she involuntarily shuddered.

“I KNOW IT WON’T BREAK YOU…YET. I THINK I WILL GIVE YOU MULTIPLE ASSIGNMENTS ON THIS TOPIC…JUST TO GIVE YOU A CRAPPY LETTER GRADE, AND THEN MAKE YOU SUFFER SOME MORE! BWA HA HA!”

The awful (“HEY I HEARD THAT!”) sight of Bob, TAMLOD, disappeared and Lori and Grace were beamed to Fan Fiction MSTing HQ.

BOTH: We have <<Another Sailor Moon Sappy fan fiction>> sign!

DOORS

Door 1: is a screen door that you don’t see and run into.

Door 2: is a fake door with a key to the REAL door hidden inside(they’ll never find the key in there).

Door 3: is a mattress hinged to a wall.

Door 4: is made entirely of Britney Spears CD’s. You back away slowly.

Door 5: is a plastic curtain filled with blue water. You see fish swimming around in the water and sweatdrop.

Door 6: is made of bead curtains with fog coming from the ground. You enter.

Lori: I can’t believe we have to sit through this crap again.

Grace: Lori, you say that at the beginning of every fic we MST. You’d think you’d get used to it by now…besides, this is only the first in the series…

Lori: Don’t remind me…

Chotto minna chan! Remember me? Okay, okay, I know that I haven't wrote in

awhile, gomen! And I *know* about RFTS,

Lori: Riffs for the senshi?

Grace: Rave for the silliness?

Lori: Run for the senate?

but basketball season just started

and when that happens, cheerleading gets harder.

Lori: …because now we have both the football players and the basketball players hitting on us…

And on top of that I have

gymanstics

Grace: Will that be a new sport for the Olympics?

Lori: I can see it now… Gymanstics: the incredible game of throwing men across gyms with sticks in their mouths. A sport that requires strength, agility, aim, and a lot of mats at the end of the gym!

and then our stupid softball coach is having a pitchers/catchers

practice (i'm varsity catcher) so that takes up another afternoon *growles*.

Oh well, I at least managed to get another short story out! *cheers*

x

Grace: You’re the only one cheering buddy.

So anyways, about this stroy. I was in car, listening to the radio when one

of my fav. songs by Usher came on. I can't remember the title for the life

of me right now, but it goes:

"Leave the one I with, start a new relationship,

Chose. Think about a ring and all the things that come along,

Ways you make, make me."

Lori: …wanna puke…

Grace: …run away in fear…

Standard Disclaimers apply: I don't own Sailor Moon and you all know that!

I'm poor and stupid and have a hard enough time coming up wiht a decent

fanfic!

Lori: …and decent grammar…

Like I could have really have thought of SM! Anyways, thanks go out

to many many peeps, Brianna, Alex, Mako, Angeline, Sailor Star, and everyone

else!

Lori: Wow! She’s thanking everyone! Take a bow Grace!

Grace: Okay! ::bows::

And for this story, the Scouts are 16 and

sophomores in high school and Darien and Andrew are 18 and freshmen at Tokyo

University.

I love e-mail, don't forget that! *hehe* E-mail is:

aqua_moonstone17@hotmail.com

Lori: I thought there was no water on the moon…

Grace: They thought they found some one time….

Lori: So essentially, this e-mail addy is messed up…

Grace: Seems that way..

Lori: Good, just checking..

Now on with our feature presentation!

“But I’ve fallen for you”

Lori: and watch for the sequel “And I Can’t Get Up!”

Grace: Coming to a website near you!

BY: Alexis-chan

E-mail: Aqua_moonstone17@hotmail.com

Lori: Don’t you think that repeating the e-mail address is a little repetitive?

Grace: No, repeating an e-mail address over again, when saying the same thing , is only as repetitive as writing the e-mail address again.

Serena was walking down the street, the wind blowing her hair around her

face.

Grace: (imitating Serena) Help! I can’t see! My hair is around my face!

She finally reached the arcade and walked in. She glanced around the room

and quickly spoted who she was looking for.

Lori: I didn’t realize you could glance and “spote” at the same time…

Grace: Kids, don’t try this at home..

“Hey!” She cried out and ran for a nearby booth where Lita, Amy, Mina and

Raye were all

sitting and talking. Lita and Mina were filling Raye in on the latest gossip

at their school

(Amy, Serena, Mina and Lita all attended Juuban High, and Raye attended a

private school). Amy was busilly going over her chemstry book.

Grace:…with a steam roller…

Lori: Wow, you really hate chemistry don’t you…

“Hey Serena!” Lita called and Mina waved. Amy glanced up and smiled and went

back tostuding.

Lori:…her “chemstry” book around with a bat…

Grace: I think I’m gonna start “tostuding” cookies if you don’t stop with the bad jokes.

‘How can that girl study all the time!’ Serena thought in discust.

“Hey Meatball Head, have detention again today?” Raye smarted off.

“No! For your information, Pyro, I had tutoring.” Serena stuck her tounge

and Raye followed in suit.

“Hey girls. What can I get you all today?” A cheerful voice said from behind

Serena. They all turned to look and saw Andrew standing there.

“Hiya Andew!” They all said.

“I’ll take a cheeseburger, large fries and large Pepsi.” Lita said.

Lori: (imitating Andrew) I’m sorry, incase you haven’t noticed, we’re in Japan. This isn’t McDonalds!

Grace: (imitating Lita) Pipe down arcade boy! The author is using our dubbed NA names so we can order North American food!

Lori: (imitating Andrew) Okay, whatever you sat Makoto-chan…

Grace: Consistancy is very important.

Lori: When will the world learn?

Grace: I don’t know Lori, I just don’t know…

“Me too.” Mina piped up.“And me.” Raye added.

“That’s suitable for me as well.” Amy agreed.

“And me!” Serena chirped. “And a hotfudge sundea with that too.” She added.

Andrew chuckled and turned to get there orders. There was a sudden gingle of

the bell as someone came in.“Hey Andy.” The voice said.

“Hiya Dare. Want anything?”“Just a coke.”“Kay.”

Raye had managed to slide herself out of the booth and started over to where

Darien was standing.“Hi Darien!” She hugged him and he returned the guesture.

“Hey Darien!” Serena waved and the others waved as well.

“Hey. Hi Raye.” Serena beamed with pride. Her second match-making sceme that

actually worked! Her first one, Molly and Melvin, was going okay, but Raye and

Darien? Her best

yet! Ever since two months ago when Andrew introduced Serena and Raye to Darien,

Raye immedianly fell in love with him. But she was too shy (*AN: Raye, shy??

Yeah right!*) to say anything. Since Serena and Darien were friends (*AN:

Surprise, surprise*),

Lori: My god Scottie! We’re in a parallel universe! Where Serena and Darien are friends, Raye’s shy, and even though they’re in Japan, they have English names!

Grace: (old Chinese lady) How conveeeeeeeenient.

Serena worked on setting them up. Now they had been offically a couple for

more than 3weeks.

“So, what are you all doing?” Darien asked as he carefully dropped his arm

around Raye’s shoulder.

Grace: (imitating Darien) Whew, thanks for holding my arm for a second. Amputated limbs can be such a hassle.

Lori: (imitating Raye) Um, Darien, I don’t think I’m ready for that kind of relationship yet. Taking care of your arm is just too big of a commitment I’m willing to make…

“After a quick bite to eat, were heading over to the temple for a study

session.” Raye told him.

“I guess then Serena’s not eating. It wouldn’t be quick if she was eating.”

Darien joked.Serena turned and glared at him.

“Oh shut up Darien Chiba. Your one

Lori:…big break in life and you turn it away…DAMN YOU!

Grace:….^_^;

to talk.” Serena slid into the booth next

to Lita and Mina.

Darien laughed and said good-bye as Andrew brought out the girls food and

Darien’s coke

Grace: So he left without his coke? What a waste of money!

Lori: Yeah, and making poor Andrew work to get it!

(*AN: For someone totally cute, he can sure be stupid! Ordering

Coke? What would

Mako-Chan say about that?? Oh wait! I’m writing this story.....oops =Þ*).

Grace:..I did it again…

Lori:…I just realized how many grammatical errors I made and I have to end the fic <<THE END>>

Grace: You’re hurting aren’t you?

Lori: Yes, yes I am…

“Oh yeah, were having a beach party tomorrow. You guys are invited and

Andrew, you can bring Rita and Lizzie to the party too.” Lita told them. Darien

Grace: I thought Darien left…

Lori: <old Chinese lady> How conveeeeeeeenient!

looked over at Andrew who suddenly became very upset looking.

“What’s wrong?” Serena asked.

“Rita called two days ago from Africa

Lori: ….she caught the Ebola virus and we decided that it would put a strain on our relationship..

and we broke up.” Andrew said.

“I’m sorry Andy.” Mina said quietly, but was secretly was happy. Maybe now

Grace: …the green, flying monkeys would leave her alone and…

she would have a chance with Andrew. Soon silence setted in and the girls

finished their meals in the quiet.

*****************

Lori: Look! It’s a Can-can flea line!

|Next day at the beach|

Grace: Do you think the readers know it’s a scene change?

Lori: No, scene changes are never this subtle…

Six girls were crouded around each other, giggling and talking about

anything and everything. A little ways away from them were five other guys.

“How can they talk so much?” Ken asked in wonder. He brushed his dark brown hair

away from his chocolate eyes, glancing every now and then at Lita.

“I have no clue, but at least Raye’s not screaming at me.” Chad joked,

looking longingly

at the fiery tempered preiestess. He felt a pang of jelousy against Darien,

but shook it off.

Lori: (imitating Chad) Damn you pang! Why won’t you just get off my leg!

Grace: ::singing:: Shake shake shake….shake your “jelousy”…

“Well, I don’t know about you all, but I’m ready to go hit the surf.” Darien

Grace: Hey what did the surf ever do to you?

Lori: Does social services know about this? We’ll get it a new home, abuse free.

said as he stood up and walked towards the girls.

The first thing he took notice of was Amy, who was sitting at the edge of

the blanket,

reading. She was wearing a pale blue bikini, in fact all of them were. On

Amy’s she had white stripes going down the top and bottom.

Lizzie, Andrew’s little sister who was a year younger than the other girls,

was wearing a

tankini, bright green with yellow squiggly marks all over it. Lita was

wearing a small green

bikini with darker green prints all over it which were impossible to tell

what they were exactly.

Mina’s bathing suit was orange with little yellow stars scattered across it.

Raye was wearing a bright plain red bikini with a thin red skirt around the

bottom. Serena was also

wearing a tankini, only her’s was a light pink with small bunny on the top.

Lori: I though all of them were wearing a pale blue bikini.

Grace: Consistency people! Consistency!

Darien thought to himself how nice Raye looked, but found his eye’s

lingering on Serena’s trim figure, her smooth stomach and long legs.

Grace: So does this mean that Raye has a lumpy stomach and short legs?

Lori: Actually, come to think of it, don’t they all look alike? I mean girl anatomy-wise.

Grace: Parallel universe, Lori. Parallel universe…

Lori: <old Chinese lady> How conveeeeeenient!

‘What are you thinking Dare! Raye’s your girlfriend, not Meatball Head.’ He

scolded himself. He looked over at Andrew, who’s eyes seemed to be stuck on

Mina. Greg had sat

down quietly next to Amy, and looked her over real quickly, but turned away

before she

could notice. Ken had plopped down next to Lita and casually slung his arm

over her shoulder. That had to be the advantage to having a girl as your best

friend.Chad was taking odvious pains *not* to look at Raye,

Lori: It “odviously” sounds painful.

Grace: Do you think it’s “odvious” enough?

afraid of what

Darien might do if he

caught him looking at his girlfriend. But Darien was too busy looking at

Serena, who was involved in a conversation with the other girls.

“So, ready to hit the water ladies?” Chad asked suddenly. Lita, Mina, Raye

and Serena jumped up right then.

Lori:…and started chanting up, up and away..

Grace: ..and away they went…

Lizzie leaned over to say something to Amy, and

she nodded,

looking at Darien, Chad and Andrew, before turning back to Lizzie and

smiling slightly.

Lizzie jumped up and ran over to Lita and whispered whatever they were

talking in her ear. Lita’s face lit up and she giggled.

“What’s so funny Lita?” Mina ask.

“I’ll tell ya later.” Lizzie spoke up before grabbing Mina and Lita’s hands

and taking off

towards the water. Serena was right behind them. The guys stood there and

looked at each other then took off,

Grace:..in the Mach 5..

Lori: ::singing:: Go speed racer, go speed racer, go!

with the exception of Darien.

“Hey, um......Darien? Could I talk to you for a minute?” Raye asked quietly.

“Sure.”“Is there something wrong? Do you not like me anymore?” Raye blurted

out. Darien was taken back,

Lori: …to the mother ship..

Grace: …where he was subjected to reading this fic….

Lori: (imitating Darien) No! Couldn’t I have the anal probe instead? Please!

Grace: (imitating Alien) No, there are worse thing than anal probes… much worse…

Lori: Like this fic….

but gathered himself up again.“No, why do you ask?”

“Because.......oh nothing. I was just bring stupid I guess.” Raye smiled up

at him then

grabbed his hand, “Come on, let’s go!” She took off before Darien could say

anything else.

All day long the six girls and five guys had a blast goofing around in the

water. Well,almost all of them. Andrew had pretty well forgotten about Rita it

seems, as he was

constantly around Mina, flirting and goofing around with her. And by the way

that Mina’s friends were looking at them

Grace: …they could tell the Ebola virus was nothing to worry about…

Lori: …they knew something bad was going to happen to them if they didn’t get together soon…

with knowing smiles, and Serena was

grinning wickedly. But

Darien, who should have been havign a fun time with ‘his’ girlfriend, was

too busy mooning

Lori: ..the young children that were running around…

Grace: Eew…

over a girl that wasn’t even his.

All day long Darien watched Serena as much as he could without Raye noticing. He

watched as she, Lita and Mina ganged up on Amy and dunked her in the water.

All he could see was Serena’a bright smile that seemed to make the sun seem dim,

her laughter with was more beautiful that the pretty bird’s song, and her eye’s

who’s blue seemed to

match the clear, cloudless sky. It wasn’t before long that he realized he

was falling for Serena.

****************

Lori: (imitating Bruce Willis) You know the world is ending when the stars get in a line like that…

Soon, the sun was beginnning to set. The guys set off to find some wood for

the bonfire and they left the girls to set up the food.

“So Andy, we noticed that your over Rita? That didn’t take long.” Ken said

slyly.“What are you talking about?” Andrew asked innocenly, but failed

miserably as a blush crept on his cheeks.

“I mean that you were all over Mina. You like her don’tcha?” Ken proded and

Andrew’s face turned blood red.

“Well, I mean she’s a cute kid and everything, but I mean I don’t really

like her that much

or anything. She’s really pretty and nice and funny and everything but I’m

not really sure

that I should ask her out this soon when I just broke up with Rita and

everything.....”Andrew babbled on and on before Greg cut him off.

“Hey dude, who said anything about asking her out? We just wanted to know if

you liked her or not.” Greg said as all the guys broke out in fits of laughter.

Grace: (imitating Greg) Yeah, dude, but, dude, I totally think you should go for her.

Lori: (imitating Andrew) Dudesy! But I don’t know if it’ll be a total wipe out. That would suck dude.

Grace: Wow, they sure must get a lot of Bill and Ted’s Excellent Adventures in Japan.

Lori: Yeah, they’re so….surfer-DUDE-ish…

“Yeah, well, what about you and Amy?” Andrew asked.

“Well, were just friends, but yes I like her.” Greg admittted as Andrew

playfuly shoved him.

“Well, what about you and Raye, Dare?” Ken asked Darien, and he looked

around at the guys.“What about us?”

“Are you still an item or what? You didn’t seem to be too interested in her

today. If I

didn’t know any better, I would have thought you were hung over Serena the

way you were staring at her.”

‘Uh oh. Caught red handed.’ Was the only thought running through the guys minds.

Andrew, Ken, Greg all wore smug smiles on thier face and Chad looked at

Darien in hope.

“Well, I like Raye and all, but I’m not sure about our relationship. It’s

going okay.” Darien said uncomfortably before changing the subject. “We ready?”

They guys nodded and headed back to the camping area with their firewood. As

they drew closer to wear the girls were, they heard some of their talking.

“......and then she started hanging on his arm like she does with every

other guy. He

looked down at her and slid her off of his arm and said ‘Listen Lacey, you a

cute kid and

all, but I’m not one of those guys who likes a slut constantly attached to

them.’ and walked off!” Lita giggled.

“Oh it was classic! Lacey, miss thinks she's all that, finally shot down.

The entire school was

laughing about it all day long!” Serena finished up as the other started

laughing.“Here’s the wood.” The guys dropped the wood near the pile of rocks

that Serena and

Lizzie set up, rolling their eyes. They begun to pile on the wood and soon

they had a bonfire starting.

“I think we need a little more dried leaves.” Amy stated. Raye jumped up to

go and get some, and Chad followed in the suit.

Lori: Damn, and I thought Swedish people were horny…

Grace: I refuse to believe that Raye was so eager to get some with Chad….

Raye looked over at Darien,

singling him to follow her.

“Just let me slip on my shoes.” Darien said as Raye and Chad started walkign

off by himself.About five minutes later Darien reached the spot where he heard

talking, or at least he

had. He walked around and tree, and was slghtly shocked by what he saw.

Raye and Chad were standing close to each other in a pile of dried leaves.

Kissing.Lip-locked. Whatever you called it, they were doing it

Lori: Playing tonsil hockey?

Grace: Sucking face?

Lori: Swapping spit?

Grace: Communicating da love through da lips?

(*AN: NOT in a

bad way youall!!!! just liek my examples!!!!!!!! hehe). Surprisingly enought,

Darien didn’t really seem

that fazed. He just turned and walked back towards the camp.

By the time he had reached the fire, Raye came walking down there, with Chad

close behind her looking upset, but not as bad as Raye was. She dropped her

leaves then asked Darien to come with her.

“Darien, listen I have something to confess to you. I’m really ashamed that

I did it and I

promise never to do it again, but when me and..........” She didn’t get no

further.“Don’t worry Raye, it’s alright. I saw you and Chad kissing. I know.”

Raye’s eyes nearly

jumped out of her head,

Lori: …because there was just nothing to keep them company..

Grace:.. because it was getting too hot to handle in there with Raye thinking and all…

and for the first time since Darien had known her,

she blushed.

Grace: Wait, I thought she was shy!

Lori: Argh!….::begins to get red::

Grace: It’s all right! The world will learn!!!

Lori: ::whimpering:: It just hurts….

Grace: I know….

“Well, I’ve been thinking about us, you know, and I don’t think it’s gonna

work. Were too different and I know that you don’t like me, as much as you like

some one else.” She stated slyly.

Now it was Darien’s turn to tunr crimsom. “Well, I uh, sort-of, think you

right too Raye.

Lori: Geez, no wonder the author is using the North American names! It’s a horrible dubbed version of the story! Now I get it!

Grace: Lori, you can’t make excuses for the author….

It would never really work between us. And I think that there’s someone else

that you like more.”

“Well, me and Chad are just friends, even though I know that he would like

it to be more.But I’m not sure. Are we still friends?” She asked hopefully.

“Friends.” Darien agreed and they shook on it. Raye stood up to make her way

back to the camp, but Darien just sat there on the cliff over looking the

water’s edge. The sun was

just setting and the mixture of orange, blue, purple and pink on the horizon was

breath-taking.

Back at the camp, everyone looked up to see where Darien was, but Raye

didn’t say nothing. Instead she walked over to Serena, leaned over and and

whispered somethign to her.

“Serena. Darien’s over there on the cliff.

Grace: …contemplating suicide….

He seems lonly and your the

perfect person to

cheer someone up.”

Lori: (imitating Smokey the Bear) Only you can prevent suicides.

Serena was about to protest when the look on Raye’s face

caused her to change her mind. As Serena got up to leave, Raye walking over and

sat closely down next to Chad.

*******

“Darien? Darien? Are you okay?” Serena asked as she gently sat down next to

Darien.“Yeah, Meatball Head, I’m gonna be fine. It wasn’t that bad really, Raye

liked Chad, and he liked her.”

“So your okay about this whole break-up?” Serena questioned.

“Actually yeah. I was actually gonna end it because I had begun to fall in

love with someone else.”

“WHAT?? You liked someone else but you never told Raye? You just kept

stringing her along?” Serena yelled at Darien anger filling her.

Lori: …to the brim when her small brain couldn’t take it anymore and her head exploded…

Grace: (imitating Darien) JUUUUUUUUUULIEEEEEEET!!!!!!!!!!

Lori: (imitating Ginger) ROOOOOOOOOOCKYYYYYYYY!!!!

Grace: (imitating Rocky) GIIIIIIIIINGEEEEEEEEEEER!!!

“No! Calm down Meatball Head! I just fell in love with them today,

Grace: You mean there’s more than one?

Lori: Darien, you dog, you!

Grace: ::mutters:: More like pimp….

or at

least that’s when I realized it.” Serena calmed down and sat back down.

Grace: When did she get up?

Lori: Maybe when her head was exploding…

“Oh? Who is it? Mina? Maybe Lizzie?” Serena pried for information.

Lori:…but the crowbar just wasn’t enough…

‘You are so niave Serena. Who do you think I love?’ Darien thought to himself.

‘Oh, if there’s any chance for miricals, please let him say that it’s me.’

Serena quietly wished, and it seemed to be her night for miricals.

Grace: ::singing:: There can be “miricals” if you believe….

Lori: Do you think they’ve said “miricals” enough?

Grace: Nah…

Darien reached a hand behind her head and another around her waist and

pulled her closer

so that their noses were touching each other.

Lori: Ahh, the ancient ritual of Eskimo kissing.

Grace: Lip-locking.

Lori: Tonsil hockey.

Grace: Sucking face.

Lori: Swapping spit.

Grace: I think that’s enough…

Serena loved the feel of his

strong arms

around her and being so close to him. His breath tickled her neck and teased

her lips.Darien was enjoying the feeling of her slim body within his arms. He

felt her slinder arms around his neck and he breathed in her heavenly sent.

“Serena Usagi Tsukino, it’s you I’ve fallen in love with.” Was all Darien

said before he leaned over and their lips touched.

They kissed for a moment, until they begin to run out of breath.

Grace: Talk about your low lung capacity…

Lori: They were only kissing for a moment! How could they run out of breath?

Grace: It says until. If they only kissed for a moment, how could it be until?

Lori: ::with face turning red:: Argh! All we ask is for a teensy bit of consistency!! But nooooooooo, I guess it’s just too much to ask!

Grace: Let’s just think of it as… time slowing down because they’re in love…

Lori: ::returns to her normal color:: Thanks Grace.

When they

broke, they

looked deep into each other’s eyes, getting lost. Soon, Serena noticed it

was pitch-black.

Lori: ….when she could no longer see Darien’s face..

Grace: ..because, you see, our eyes see light reflected off object and pitch black implies no light, therefore, Serena’s an idiot for not noticing sooner than she was effectively blind…

Lori: Thank you Dr. Liu….I agree with you about the Serena is stupid part….

“We better be getting back. The other’s are gonna be wondering where we

are.” She whispered.

“Let them wonder.” Darien replied as he pulled Serena sideways in his lap

and kissed her forhead, then both of her cheeks and the tip of her nose before

catching her lips on his

own again. Serena wrapped her arms around his neck and played with his dark

raven black hair.

Lori: Oh god, I think I’m gonna be sick!

Grace: ::closes her eyes in nausea:: Tell me Lori, are all Sailor Moon fics like this?

Lori: The majority of the ones that I’ve seen are….only they have actual content..

Grace: Ouch! That smarts!

They both knew this was heaven that they were feeling and they never wanted

to leave.But they eventually had to and walked back to the camp. Serena was

feeling a little

nervous as to how Raye would react when she saw Serena and Darien walking

back hand in hand, but one look at her and Serena’s fears flew away. Raye was

holding one of

Chad’s hands and had her head resting on his shoulder. They both looked

happy. In fact everyone did.

Lori: As usual..

Grace: (old Chinese lady) How convenient!

Lori: They’re only happy because they’re all high on the American imports of weed.

Grace: I thought Raye wasn’t sure about her relationship with Chad! She said so herself when she talked with Darien!

Lori: Drugs can change people, even the ones we love…

BOTH: Don’t let this happen to your friends…

Lita was leaning against Ken resting on him. Amy and Greg were sitting very

close and Amy blushed but grinned at Greg when he slipped his arm around her

shoulder. Lizzie had

traded places with Mina and was pushing her brother against Mina. Soon he

casually reached an arm behind her back.

Grace: …to grab the Miller Light on Mina’s other side…

Lori: ::sings:: How long , how looo-ooong… I gotta take it on the other side..

Grace: ::slaps Lori:: Hang on girl! We’re almost done! Don’t fall apart on me now!

Lori: :: gulps:: okay, I’m strong. I can’t let Mr. Smith, TOOG, win…

Mina didn’t seem to mind at all.

Serena and Darien sat down between Raye and Chad and Lita and Ken. Raye

looked at her best friend and smiled happily. Serena sighted as Darien took her

hand and kissed her temple.

********

Lori: 8 stars?! The fic isn’t that great..

Grace: Is there such a thing as and 8 star ranking?

Lori: Nope..

THE END!!! Crappy ending,

Grace: Couldn’t have said it better myself…

Lori: I think the author is psychic! She read my mind!

but I wanted to add something about Andrew and Mina.

Lori: Oh, you mean Motoki and Minako…

Grace: I don’t know which is worse: your knowing the Japanese names, or the fic…

BOTH: The fic.

Hehe. And about the guys scene, I’m not exactly sure how guys talk about

girls where

their alone,

Lori: I don’t think that guys talk about girls “where” “their” alone. My theory is, they grunt to convey ‘’they’re’’ messages.

Grace: Yup.

so I know that isn’t the exact truth.

Grace: (imitating the author) I just left some things our here and there, nipped and tucked a little, if you know what I mean.

Lori: Damn you Clinton! Damn you!

Grace: You’re republican?

Lori: No, but Clinton gave democrats a bad name, and Gore is following in Clinton-sama’s footsteps…

But hey this is my fic,

so that’s how I

made it. So, hwo was it?

Grace: You made us sit through that and you have the nerve to ask us ‘how was it’?!

Lori: Calm down! The author didn’t make us read it… Mr. Smith, TOOG, AKA Bob, TAMLOD, made us.

Grace: Wait, you mean Bob, TAMLOD, is actually Mr. Smith, TOOG? Hahaha, how does ‘the all mighty lord of darkness’ end up teaching high school geography?

Lori: Think about it. What job instills more fear and hatred than teaching?

Grace: Ahhhhhhh……

Like it? Love it? Hate it?

BOTH: Not as bad as it could have been. Hell no. Almost to the hate mark, but a couple bricks shy of a full load…

Please send me your ideas or

commments to aqua_moonstone17@hotmail.com

Lori: You do the honors Grace…

Grace: Well, if you insist. First, learn to use the spell check function on your word processor. It’s there for a reason and your fic is a perfectly good reason. Second, don’t add to the English language, it’s got enough words already. We don’t need new words like odvious and chemstry. Don’t add useless letters to words like “comment” and “admit”. Also, I don’t think the sponsors of the Olympics would appreciate your adding a new sport. Gymanstics doesn’t sound very fun. I think that’s about it for me. Lori?

Lori: Oh yeah, next time don’t forget the plot, story line, and character development. But above all…

BOTH:…CONSISTENCY!!!

Lori and Grace stretch and walk out of the theater.

“Wow, that wasn’t as bad as that nameless fic! I think Bob, TAMLOD, is getting soft.” said Lori.

“Yeah, well, don’t let him hear that.” replied Grace.

The two girls went to the kitchen to get something to eat. MSTing fics really takes it out of you. Lori was rummaging through the vegetable drawer when the face of Bob, TAMLOD, suddenly appeared on the head of lettuce that she was holding.

“AAAHHHHH! What the $&%^ !” screamed Lori as she dropped the lettuce on the floor and hid behind Grace.

“DON’T JUST STAND THERE! GET ME OFF THE GROUND!”

Grace gingerly placed the glowering head on the counter.

“What do you want Mr. Smith?” Grace sighed.

“I AM BOB! THE ALL MIGHTY LORD OF DARKNESS! AND IF YOU’RE STRONG ENOUGH TO BE INSOLENT, THEN I’M NOT DOING MY JOB. THANK YOU FOR THE INSIGHT.”

“Well, at least this time it wasn’t my fault.” Lori said. “Ouch! Grace! That’s gonna leave a mark…”

~HQ of Bob, TAMLOD~(AKA: HQ of Mr. Smith, TOOG, AKA: Bellaire basement)

Bob: Natalie! Get me my RED PEN!

Natalie: Wha..what do you plan to do with it Mr. Smith?

Bob: Do not question my motives! Just get me my pen!

Natalie: Ok. ::Hands pen to Mr. Smith while muttering:: why must he refer to it with such drama?

Bob: ::to himself:: Hmm, this looks like the perfect fic for <<OPERATION BREAKAGE>> ::insert evil laughter here::

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